[cruel-hiraeth]

a tendril of smoke; a shade of a shadow. cast me away in a whisper and summon me in a breath: i am yours, i am yours. through gossamer flesh and muscle and bone i shall be a worthy window to your soul (for that is where my beating heart resides).

kae. elder twenty-something. she/her. adult & dark content fic writer. minors, blank blogs, ageless blogs, & self-proclaimed lurkers dni.

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[p00pdev1l]

I will admit I do want to be spanked sometimes

[cruel-hiraeth]

KEEP YOUR COOL ꒰ ajax tartaglia childe x reader ꒱

cw: mdni. mild violence and blood. suggestive content. cursing. reader is gn and called “dove” once. wc: 733. notes: this is an old, reworked drabble for my beloathed’s birthday!

The honed edge of your dagger kisses his carotid pulse.

Lightning cracks through your veins and sets your nerves ablaze, a storm brewing in your mind as you stare down the Harbinger you’ve pinned against the wall. One hand grips your weapon, the other splays across his throat in firm warning. He’s hot to the touch—almost burning, a solar flare—tiny clusters of stars and constellations floating across the milky expanse of his skin.

Nonplussed, Tartaglia chuckles. His freckled cheeks are flushed, dimples boyishly framing his smile. “To what do I owe this pleasure? It’s not often that I’m greeted so intimately.”

The saccharine lilt of his voice vibrates through your starsilver blade; your fingertips prickle. His flippant tone stokes your temper, words burrowing beneath your flesh. It’s all a game to him—you know this, yet the flames of your anger merely grow, licking up your spine. Keep your cool, you think to yourself. You inhale deeply to steady your breath.

“Why are you here?” Venom coats each syllable of your question, though it’s not enough to fell such a foe.

He grins despite being at the mercy of your blade: knife-sharp teeth gleaming, mien that of a beast on the hunt—predatory. His azure irises, fathomless as the Abyss, glow in the gloom.

“I was in the neighborhood.”

If looks could kill, he’d be nothing more than an oozing heap of meat on the floor. You apply more pressure to the dagger, the delicate skin of his neck stretching, blood welling just below the surface. If nothing else, he’ll have a nice bruise tomorrow to remember you by. “Don’t play coy. How did you get into my bedroom?” 

Breezy laughter peals in the air and echoes in your ears; his Adam’s apple bobs against your sweat-slick palm. “That’s a steep accusation, dove. Don’t work yourself up so much—this is an innocent misunderstanding.”

“Shut the fuck up,” you spit. “There’s nothing ‘innocent’ about you breaking into my home in the middle of the night and watching me sleep like a gods-damned psychopath.”

His face contorts in mock-hurt. “Psychopath? You wound me.”

“I’ll do worse than wound you if you keep being a smart-ass. Now tell me how you got in here and I’ll—”

Cutting you off mid-sentence, Tartaglia surges forward and grabs your wrists, forcing your weapon to fall to the floor in a clatter. Taking advantage of your shock, he flips you around and shoves you against the wall, slamming your captive hands above your head. A lithe leg slips between your thighs to further pin you in place. You can’t even take a breath before his lips clash with yours.

The kiss isn’t an embrace so much as it is a spar, a violent scuffle of frustration and fervor. It’s impossible to tell where one mouth begins and the other ends; you blur into one another, saliva and ichor mixed and mingled, pushed back and forth between teeth and tongue. You bite down on his bottom lip, savoring the vibration of his groan, then lap up his blood. Ugly and raw, you duel out of pride…

(You linger, however, for the warmth that blooms low in your belly, aided by the insistent grind of his thigh.)

When the two of you part, it’s at the same time: an impasse. Your lips are swollen and bruised—an embarrassing badge that you’ll deal with later, after the thrill subsides—a red thread of spider-silk still tying you together.

“How was that?” you murmur.

Instead of answering your question, your lover leans down to lick up the mess of fluids that smear your chin. “Mmmm.”

You roll your eyes with a huff as he releases your wrists. “I can’t believe this is what you wanted for your birthday, Ajax. You’re a sick freak.”

Cupping your face, he examines you closely. You squeeze your eyes shut and scrunch your nose.

“Well, you agreed to this, so: pot meet kettle,” he coos. “Archons that was so sexy…You’re lucky I have excellent self-control—I nearly ended it about half a dozen times to fuck you.”

“I had no idea,” you deadpan, brushing against the tent in his pants.

“Well, are you going to help me take care of it?”

Pretending to think for a moment, you hum. “Hm…Convince me.”

“Oh?” His touch wanders downward; he wears a smirk that spells trouble. “Gladly.”

[cruel-hiraeth]

soulmate au with childe where the abyss corrupted his soul mark. under normal circumstances, your marks would be a perfect match, and you could live together happily. but since his is tainted, there’s a catch: as he spends more time with you, his mark slowly spreads across his body like cancer; if he stays with you, it will kill him.

[cruel-hiraeth]

i understand that ajax basically snuck up on you but i don't understand why you have not embraced his love some three or so years later

i’m stubborn. i may have lost the battle, but i’m intent on winning the war

[cruel-hiraeth]

soulmate au with childe where the abyss corrupted his soul mark. under normal circumstances, your marks would be a perfect match, and you could live together happily. but since his is tainted, there’s a catch: as he spends more time with you, his mark slowly spreads across his body like cancer; if he stays with you, it will kill him.

[cruel-hiraeth]

his dumbass is stuck in fontaine

[cruel-hiraeth]

okay i greatly dislike the tongue thing he did you can keep him

-🎡

WHAT??????????? HIDAN’S TOUNGE IS LEGENDARY!!!! many a hidan enjoyer has pondered the age-old question: what that tongue do? also, imbibing the blood of his opponents is ((fortunately for me)) a crucial part of his jutsu 🙂‍↕️❤️

[iscreamvanilla]

when the plan is to have sex but you end up getting distracted by all the kissing and laughing and play fighting and rolling around in bed together

[petrichorium]

@saintshigaraki 🫶🏻

[bitemeonemoretime]

Do you guys ever think of Me

[cruel-hiraeth]

itadori yuuji x reader⌇mdni. cw: reader rims yuuji...that is all.

“F-fuck,” Yuuji gasps. Back bowing off the crumpled sheets, his muscles ripple and flex, tawny skin glistening from exertion. He strokes himself feverishly, the sticky clicks of his arousal and your wet slurps filling the air. “If you keep doing that, babe, I’m gonna—”

You pause your movements, a thread of silken spit connecting your tongue to his fluttering hole. The string snaps when you shift to rest your head against his thigh. Featherlight, you stroke the velvety flesh beneath his sac; he shudders.

“It almost sounds like you don’t want to finish,” you tease, your treacherous touch dragging upward to fondle his heavy balls—still slick with your saliva.

He kisses his teeth. “Shit…”

Yuuji’s fist slows as it reaches the base of his thick cock. He pulls the foreskin back, his impressive length on full display; a fresh pearl of pre weeps from his flushed tip. Instinctively, you lap it up, dipping your tongue into his slit, smearing the fluid down a prominent vein on his shaft. A scarred palm catches your cheek as you taste his desire: all yours. His sharp canines worry at his bottom lip, blood welling beneath the surface.

He sweeps his calloused thumb over your cheekbone. “Please, keep going.”

You reposition yourself between his strong legs. Greedily, you spread him apart—breath ghosting his rim—admiring as he twitches in anticipation, his flushed chest rising and falling.

“Ask me again.”

Yuuji groans. You’re both aware he could overpower you with frightening ease; he could drag you by the hair and slot your panting mouth exactly where he wants it, using you as a glorified toy to chase his pleasure. But he doesn’t. Instead, he yields to you. (You may not always give him what he wants, but he trusts you to always give him what he needs.)

“Baby please,” he whines, voice ragged with desperation. He looks at you with heavy lids, his gaze molten amber—a sea of gold. Dew shimmers at his temples and mats his blush hairline, and a flash of pink darts out to dampen his lips. “Needa come for you.”

Finally, you swirl your tongue around his hole and slip the muscle inside. He rolls his hips and ruts against your open mouth before he resumes fucking his fist. Each time your nose brushes his taint and his balls slap your forehead, you both moan, and only it’s a matter of moments before he finishes across his spasming abdomen with a cry.

Barely able to catch your breath, you squawk when Yuuji pulls you on top of him, his tacky release oozing between you, your belly now coated in cum. He playfully squeezes your hips, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “All you should worry about is how I’m gonna return the favor,” he mumbles, nipping your pulse point.

Without warning, he flips you onto your back, looming above you with a glint in his eyes—prey turned predator—intent on proving that his mess will be nothing compared to yours.

[kosmogrl]

[cruel-hiraeth]

rubbing up on your owner when he comes home after an especially hot day, trying to nuzzle his sweaty armpits and bury your face in the hairiest, muskiest areas of his body. he’s perplexed by your behavior—you’re never this bold or affectionate, though you haven’t lived with him for all that long… it soon becomes apparent, however, that you’re going into heat, and you’re hellbent on smelling like him.

[cruel-hiraeth]

i think i hit the caffeine too hard today

[cruel-hiraeth]

having a caffeine-induced high ama

[enjinlover]

how excited are you for new childe content?? 😊

[cruel-hiraeth]

you tell me

[cruel-hiraeth]

pissed that they reset the stella fortuna event bc i was ONE WEEK AWAY from getting cough you know who’s cough stella fortuna, but now i have to fucking start all over again…this man has only ever caused me undue pain and suffering

[cruel-hiraeth]

i think i hit the caffeine too hard today

[cruel-hiraeth]

having a caffeine-induced high ama