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had to pop back in cz i heard tokyo revengers s4 is getting released . . we ALL hoping tokrev tumblr might be a bit more active right ? 👀
the only cw im gonna bother for this is mentions of drinking pee at the end (this is completely unedited sorry)
pervert!reader who's obsessed with feeling sukuna up every and any time she can. whether it's his huge pecs or his ass — he's not getting a break. and if he's being problematic outside (god knows the man has no manners even when talking to strangers)?
one of your hands is sneaking behind to sharply squeeze one of his cheeks so he chokes right on his words.
pervert!reader who's all up on sukuna the moment he gets back from the gym.
sukuna grunts in surprise, slightly taken aback — even more so when you abruptly start sniffing his sweat-slick skin.
contrary to popular opinion, sukuna is actually a very clean man — ideally after he gets back from the gym, he's making a beeline to the shower.
which is what he tries to do right now, firmly attempting to push you aside.
instead you stay clinging onto him… and actually stick your tongue out to lick a long wet stripe up the salty skin of his neck.
"quit it," he hisses as you grin against him. "lemme go shower."
"i could clean you off with my tongue," you tease, licking him again — this one sends a shiver up his spine. "i like you like this."
"sweaty and disgusting?" he grumbles.
sukuna feels a bit scandalized by the way you're already borderline humping his leg as you nod eagerly.
pervert!reader who likes to get a sniff of his armpits when she can.
the first time you sneak up behind him to take a curious sniff he actually flinches and looks at you like a rabid dog that's bit him.
"what the hell are you doing?!"
you hum and step closer, grabbing one beefy bicep to lift it and take a long sniff this time — and nearly moan. "ohmygod you smell so good—"
truly he does — not bad because he showered this morning, but it's been long enough that his natural masculine scent has returned.
"stop that, you're disgusting," he growls. "it's not even noon and you're perving out on me."
"i'm not weird, it's the pheromones."
"no, you're definitely still weird."
pervert!reader who begs him not to shave his happy trail or pubic hair.
and part of the foreplay before he gets head always involves you placing wet kisses down the line of dusty pink (he tries to hide it but he’s strangely sensitive on his stomach) before finally burying your nose in the coarse hair and taking a deep inhale.
"are you done."
"never."
pervert!reader and playing with his soft dick. randomly yanking his boxers down when you're chilling together to pet his flaccid cock and fawn all over it. going as far as to even squish it between two fingers like some kind of specimen.
"is this all i am to you? some object of interest?"
you don't even look at him, flopping it back and forth.
he doesn't know how to feel about that.
"i don't have a penis which means you have to share yours… can't believe you just walk around with this thing in your pants."
sukuna groans as you move on to curiously sliding the foreskin back. "does this hurt?"
"no."
"really? it looks like it hurts."
"do you think i'd let you be doing that if it hurt?"
needless to say, sukuna gets a whole cock and balls exam because you seem to be utterly entranced by his genitalia.
that ends with him jerking as you suddenly take his soft dick into your warm, wet mouth.
his fingers curl into his fists, jaw clenching. "woman, don't play games with me."
your mouth is busy but he can see your eyes gleam as you feel him start to grow stiff and swollen in your mouth as he twitches. and when your experiment is finally completed to satisfaction and you try to pull off?
his hand comes down on your skull to hold you in place. "nope. you started this — now you're going to finish it."
pervert!reader who loves sucking sukunas nipples.
the first time it happened you were sleeping next to him bare chested, one nipple right out of reach from your mouth. so of course you leaned in to capture the small bud, swirling your tongue around it.
he tenses and flinches, muttering something under his breath… but as you reach up to massage his other nipple too, sukuna realizes he doesn't hate it.
now your favorite thing to do is suck his nipples till they're flushed and swollen as you jerk him off till he's trying so hard not to whimper and tug your head closer to where your mouth is latched on
Lady laddyyyyyy Kacchan
thinking about fem!caleb, the most notorious manhater alive, who melts the second her meimei starts sulking.
she’s got you cradled against her chest, arms locked around you so tight you can barely squirm, your cheek smushed right into the soft swell of her boobs while you huff and pout, eyes already glassy because “jiejie’s are bigger” and it’s apparently a crime against the universe.
Caleb just giggles—soft, low, that dangerous velvet sound she saves only for you—chin resting on top of your head as she squeezes you even closer.
“awww, listen to that little attitude,” she murmurs, voice dripping syrup. “all teary-eyed and pouty because your boobs aren’t as big as jiejie’s? so cute when you’re jealous, meimei.”
you make an indignant noise, trying to glare up at her, but it comes out pathetic—wet lashes, trembling lip, fingers knotting harder into the thin strap of her camisole like it personally offended you.
she tilts her head, looking down with those dark amused eyes, thumb brushing the curve of your cheek. “look at this face,” she coos, almost singsong. “all shiny and sad, pouty little mouth… do you want jiejie to kiss it better, hmm? make it all soft and happy again?”
you scoff—weak, barely-there—but immediately burrow deeper into her cleavage like it’s the only safe place left on earth.
Caleb chuckles, the sound vibrating through her chest straight into your face. “but yours are cuter, meimei,” she whispers, suddenly wicked. “they fit so perfectly in my hands~”
before you can even process, her palms are there—warm, possessive—cupping your breasts completely under the fabric, fingers finding your nipples and rolling them slow and deliberate.
you gasp sharp, whole body jerking. “and these cute little nipples,” she purrs, pinching lightly, then tugging, “so sensitive~ awww, you’re trembling already~”
your thighs press together instinctively, a tiny broken sound slipping out. she leans down until her lips brush the shell of your ear.
“do you want to suck on jiejie’s boobs to feel better, hmm? would that make my pouty meimei stop crying?”
you can’t even answer properly—just a desperate little whimper, fingers yanking her camisole down in one frantic tug. the moment your mouth closes around one stiff, flushed peak, Caleb’s head tips back with a breathy, ragged moan.
“fuck—such a needy little thing,” she gasps, cradling the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair to keep you right there. “sucking so hard… how cute~ my greedy meimei.”
she rocks you gently in her lap while you suck, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing, tears still clinging to your lashes—but now they’re a different kind of wet.
“that’s it,” she breathes, voice wrecked and fond all at once. “take what you need, baby. jiejie’s got you.”
A/N : you can never have enough fem!caleb. this was supposed to be a silly little yapping but my brain did a backflip and here we're—between her boobs :3
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Beautiful princess with a disorder
low and behold this is the man i have like 4 drafts of
there’s just something about having you perched on his lap, riding him senseless, that pushes rin right to his breaking point.
right now he can’t help the way his voice breaks into breathy groans – especially when he feels your slick trickling down his shaft, pooling at the base of his cock. he’s panting through gritted teeth, chest heaving as he holds you in place, veins peeking out along his lean forearms.
“s-shit… calm down,” he groans, knuckles white as he digs his fingers into your hips. you clench down around him, angling your hips to take him even deeper, mouth wide open as your moans spill out with every relentless grind. the way his thick length stretches you out so deep, the swollen tip nudging your cervix, makes your toes curl at the overwhelming sensation.
“rinnie—nghhh, fuck…” your voice comes out breathless, every bounce making you clamp down even tighter around him. “c-can’t get enough… feels too good—” your whimpers echo throughout the room, lewd and desperate, pushing him closer to the edge.
he can barely breathe, jaw clenched tight, body quivering as your needy pussy squeezes him, milking him dry with every roll of your hips. the way the plush curve of your ass collides with his pelvis as you fucked yourself dumb on his cock – sends another wave of pleasure tearing through his core. truthfully he’s fighting hard to control himself, desperate not to cum too soon like some inexperienced virgin.
but he can’t seem to help it when you look down at him with those lust-blown eyes, your plump tits bouncing in view as you moan his name like it’s the only thing you know.
his hands roam up your back, one sliding into your hair to pull you down for a messy, sloppy kiss, swallowing every whiny gasp that spills from your lips. your chest presses flush to his, sweat slick between your bodies, his heartbeat pounding wild beneath your palms. “… you’re so perfect,” he groans, voice muffled against your lips.
you pull away from the kiss to meet his gaze – teal and blown wide, filled with nothing but pure lust. his fingers sink deep into your waist as you start moving faster, desperate for more of that sweet friction only he can give. he slides one hand down to thumb your clit, rubbing quick, messy circles at your puffy folds, making your whole body jolt as the pleasure builds, leaving you trembling uncontrollably in his lap.
“want you to cum with me,” he pants, his own hips bucking up to meet yours, his pace turning sloppy and frantic. “… let yourself go for me.”
“mmngh— yesss rinnie… f-fuck—‘m closeee—!”
his composure shatters fast – his hands anchor you firmly in place, hips bucking up to meet each desperate thrust down his length as he chases his own release. “… h-here it comes,” he chokes out, eyes squeezed shut as his whole body tenses, a strangled moan ripping from his throat before you feel hot spurts of his cum flood your insides with white, his breath coming in ragged bursts.
“aagghhh please, i need it… pump me full~” you sob, your walls fluttering around him as you grind down harder, squeezing every last drop from him. your moans blend with his shaky breaths, the room thick with the scent of sex and sweat hanging in the air.
as the last jolts of pleasure die down, your skin still tingling from the high; you slump forward, breath mingling with his, foreheads pressed together as you catch your breath.
rin’s arms wrap tight around your waist, holding you close, his lips ghosting over your shoulder. “… you’re gonna be the death of me, you know that?” he whispers, then presses a soft kiss to your damp skin, breath still slightly shaky. “come here, let me hold you a little longer.”
as you melt into his embrace, you can’t help but smile feeling his release slowly leak out – proof of how thoroughly he’s made you come undone, and how he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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ノ[ 𝟏𝟖+ ]ㅤtamsy baby traps you . . !
it goes back to just about three days ago. the first time you ever really interacted with little dear santa happened to be helping him fix a broken piece of tech he found. you’d spent 20 minutes showing him how to solder a tiny connection. just as tamsy came in, leaning against the doorframe to watch, the boy’s project sparked to life. all three sets of eyes widened as the little boy rolled up his baggy sleeves and reached his palm out for a high five.
it was just a simple act of kindness. a wholesome one. yet it made him imagine just a little too much. how would it feel to see you helping out your own child instead? god, one that looked just like him? maybe while another one of his is cozy in your belly too? it’d be perfect.
it would have plenty of benefits too. the few times he brought it up, you always shot the same excuse over and over: “babe, this is the pit. i’m not raising a baby here.”
well, according to tamsy, it was quite the opposite. he believed it would keep you safer. you’d be occupied indoors with a baby all day. protecting you from the outside would be tamsy’s responsibility.
and that’s how you found yourself here. all glassy-eyed and hands clawing at tamsy’s arms as he’s sloppily drilling into your cunt. his eyes roll back at the feeling of your spongy, warm cunt.
it’s the first time he’s in there raw. luckily it didn’t take much to get in either. you always ask him if he’s wearing a condom—a small precaution. and you did the same today. all he needed to rasp out was a quick “ ‘course, angel.” it’s just a little white lie, you won’t know that though, will you? you’re too wet to notice if he’s actually wearing one anyways. it has your starving pussy stretching either way.
the uneven gasps and winces pulled out from you echoed off the walls. the thought that this could give you a permanent symbol of his love drives him over the edge. you’d be bound to him forever. it’s too much for him. all too much. the way you wince and lock your legs tighter around his waist whenever his tip repeatedly nudges your cervix. fuck, if this keeps going he might just—
“f-fuck, don’t let me pull out” he buries himself to the hilt with one last guttural groan, his load filling you up as he tries to push in more so it won’t leak.
it’s not long before you feel his cum sticking to you. “tam, condom! wh-where’s the condom?” you shake tamsy by the shoulders, concern taking over you.
oh yeah, that’s right, he lied to you. “the condom . . yeah. yeah—i-i think it ripped,” he says sheepishly before pressing a lazy kiss to your forehead. “sorry, angel.”
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ノ[ 𝟏𝟖+ ]ㅤSYN.ㅤgrowing up, it was obvious to everyone you were a third wheel to caleb and mc. always just the annoying little sister. so when you see a crack form in their relationship, you take a chance at trying to take anything you could.
TW.ㅤpseudocest, nonmc!reader, brat taming, like one shot of alcohol, degradation, pussy slaps — wc. 1.7k
brat!reader who grew up alongside caleb and mc, but not exactly with them. you were in the periphery, always trying to include your dolls in their tea parties. but there were only two cups, not three. and there were only two chairs. not three.
brat!reader who thought her gege caleb was just so cool. he was a star in college, a star within his friend group. he shined brightest when mc was with him. you tried being a star too, you tried asking him to walk you home but apparently mc needed more safety. you tried to cheer for him at his games, but he just seemed to hear mc’s cheers better.
brat!reader who wears outfits so skimpy around caleb that he has to act like he doesn’t see her perky nipples through the thin fabric of her top. you’d bend over right in front of him to pick something you “accidentally” dropped, frolicking in your mini skirt. you always managed to dip down even lower when your panties were red — his favorite color.
1.1K ON THE TAMSY THINGIE??? guys thank you so so so so much and the fact that it was barely my 3rd post on there makes me so happy I dont deserve you guys ok I love you guys
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☆⋆˖ 18+ . . . dry humping rindou
your relationship with rindou is still freshly new. you both first met while you were working as a barista at a local café. eventually, he started showing up so often that it became obvious he was only there for you, and it didn’t take long before he worked up the nerve to ask you out after a few flirty exchanges. the truth is, you’re a virgin, and sometimes hearing about rindou’s wild past often make you a little insecure.
still, he always reassures you that he’s willing to wait as long as you need. but right now, with him pressed up against you, you’re not exactly sure if you have enough self-restraint – not with the way he’s grinding his thick bulge against you on the couch.
“rinnie, nghhh… y-you’re making me feel things,” you whimper, your fabric-clad core pressed flush to the outline of his cock beneath his sweats, heat pooling low in your belly.
he’s rutting against you with a feverish, almost desperate rhythm, hips rolling like he’s lost all control, dragging along the thin cotton of your panties and leaving a slick patch where your arousal soaks through. every ragged breath he groans against your neck sends a shiver up your spine.
“s-shit… i know i should stop,” he pants, mouth dragging open-mouthed kisses along your throat, teeth nipping lightly as his fingers slip under your top to palm your heaving tits. “but i can’t help it— fuckk, you have no idea what you do to me…”
he can’t keep his hands off you – gripping your tits, pulling you down harder onto him, grinding you right against his clothed bulge. every time your hips meet, you swear you could feel him throb as your own hips roll in response, chasing that sweet friction.
you know you should pull away, set firm boundaries, but the way his hips buck up, grinding against you just right, makes your head tip back, a broken whine spilling from your parted lips. your thighs shake, every slow drag of friction making you clench down, slick already spreading across your cotton panties.
you’re so wet, it’s almost embarrassing and you could practically feel his cock pulse against you through the layers of fabric.
rindou groans, burying his face in your chest, voice muffled as he pants, “fuckk baby, i want you so bad… ‘need you, need to feel you inside me—” his hand trails lower, fingers dangerously close to slipping past the waistband of your panties, but he immediately stops himself at the very last second, fists clenching with restraint.
you’re both trembling right at the edge, every nerve lit up and aching for more. it’s almost suffocating, the way anticipation hangs in the air, your bodies pressed so close you can feel his heartbeat pounding against your chest. you both freeze, breathless – knowing if either of you moves, you’ll tip over the edge.
until suddenly, rindou jerks away, nearly toppling you backwards onto the cushions.
“… u-uhm baby?” you murmur, reaching for him as he runs a shaky hand through his messy hair, eyes wild with frustration. “i… i think i need a cold shower before i lose my fucking mind,” he mutters, and practically bolts out of the room before you can even process what just happened.
you’re left alone, chest heaving, pussy throbbing and soaked through your panties. shit… now you’re the one left restless, every nerve buzzing with need, wondering how you’ll survive the rest of the day after he wound you up like that and just left.
by: sourlacy ☆ no plagiarism, no posting anywhere else without permission | divider credits to @/anitalerina
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ノ[ 𝟏𝟖+ ]ㅤtamsy wont stop till he finds your sweetest spot !
you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve squirted around tamsy’s fingers and made a mess. the mattress under you feels like a soaked sponge. the rapid flick of his tongue has your nipples all pebbled up and it’s driving you insane. you sniffle, trying to squirm away from the relentless pressure of his fingers circling your clit but the grip tamsy’s other hand has on your upper thigh says otherwise.
“uh uh uh,” he coos, a clear contrast to the wrecked mess he’s turned you into. “i haven’t found them all yet.”
the ‘them’ he’s talking about are your sweet spots. the ones that make you cry and gush. you’d be a damn liar if you didn’t say you had a few — one along your throat, one on your lower back. another one just beneath your ear that makes you feel all tingly. but tamsy already knows all of those.
“p-please, tam’ i can’t-” you’re not even sure if you want him to stop or if you just want a second to breathe. each orgasm pulls you under further than the last.
“you can,” he corrects you and you hate how he sounds so sure. he shifts on the bed faster than you can process it, his hands moving up to grip your love handles. you feel the think, pink head of his cock press against your folds. “I just need to see how this one reacts when it’s full.”
he sinks into you in one steady, deep thrust as you whine for the nth time tonight. the stretch is overwhelming, and as his hips start moving, his thumb presses down hard on your clit. your hips buck upward, a broken moan tearing from your throat as another orgasm is ripped out of you. “‘s too deep — t-too mu-”
tamsy interrupts your plea. his pace is consistent, pulling out of you almost completely until it’s just the tip left in, then ramming back into you with sharp force, tunneling as deep as he can go, hitting your cervix repetitively. “squeeze me like that, squeeze me, fuck, c’mon . .”
it’s not long before all that begins to falter. his thrusts grew sloppier until his dick twitched inside you one last time before he tilts his head back, each grunt he lets out followed by a pump of his warm cum filling you.
you feel him stilling inside you, and you think it's finally over. but then he's pulling out, the cold air hitting your swollen pussy and making you feel all empty. a part of you wants him in again, to make his dick feel all cozy and snug, but your body quite literally can’t.
but suddenly, after catching his breath, he moves down your body and you feel the softest, gentlest kiss being pressed right against your swollen, soaking clit. the cold metal of his labret piercing touches your folds ever so slightly yet you still feel it.
he knows you liked it and he does it again, pressing his lips onto your clit. a little smile comes to your face almost immediately, which he sees and does the same. this time he purposefully pushes his piercing forward a bit as your hand comes down to grip a handful of his ash blond hair.
tamsy lets out a little laugh when you’ve seemed to calm down a bit. “looks like i’ve found it.”
“yeah yeah whatever, congrats or something!”
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mean tamsy ‘cause i’m ovulating / 18+
tamsy’s long hair fell around you like a cage, leaving you to look at him and him only as he loomed above you.
he held your eyes as he thumbed the ampallang piercing at the flushed pink tip of his cock. he made a show of it, his eyebrows furrowing and his lips parting to let out a sigh as he touched himself, the teasing flicks and traces turning into full strokes up and down his pretty cock.
“it’s new, do you like it?” his voice slithered into your ears like something addictive. “it fucking hurt. soo bad, but don’t you think it’s worth it?” the words came out breathy as he picked up the pace of his hand, the other gripping the sheets of his bed. “you like this don’t you? watching me touch myself while you’re bound by my tokushin and can’t do a thing?” he smiled wildly, leaning in with that crazed look of his.
“you’re addicted to my cock, isn’t that right? ‘s that why your messing up my bedding like that? because my angel wants tamsy’s dick sooo badly but can’t have it?” he cooed, the hand pumping his length faltered for a second.
the glint in his eyes didn’t change but his smile fell. his free hand suddenly gripped your jaw so hard it stung. “i’m asking you so many questions but you haven’t responded to a single one, that’s rude you know? just because i gagged you doesn’t render you mute.”
your eyes widened, your body instinctively struggling against your bindings but instead being held more still. “sshorry! yesh! ih lihke it! ih’mh ahdditcted to tamsshy’sh cock!”
he didn’t have any sort of reaction other than mild disappointment. if it weren’t for his cock pulsing in his grip you would’ve thought he didn’t like the sound of you humiliating yourself.
“… what? stop giving me those eyes. you think i’m gonna praise you for basic manners? you’re even more pathetic than i thought.”
he leaned back, his hand working on his cock again. the slick sounds made your whole body ache to just take what you want, but you couldn’t, and that just made tamsy even harder. his eyes shamelessly roamed your body, lingering on where blue yarn held you open and immobile for him and where it was stuffed into your mouth.
“the piercing. do you think it’ll hurt while i’m inside you? or will it feel so good you’ll lose your mind? i’m sure it doesn’t matter to you, little painslut.”
“ghhghk— ‘m not ah paihnshlut—!”
“oh?”
you didn’t even see his hand move. all you felt was the stinging, intoxicating pain and the loud crack! noise tamsy backhanding you made.
and then you felt a gush of slick drool from your traitor-ass pussy.
“ah fuck— look at that. that’s not normal you know? only desperate, eager, masochistic little painsluts get this wet from being slapped.”
“tamssssyyy…” you whined, your body trembling with the desperate need for any kind of attention to your weeping cunt.
“shhh,” he hushed, his grin came back, this time less manic. “listen, i’m gonna make myself cum looking at how pretty you are for me. t-then i want to feel this piercing scraping the back of your throat until i cum again, after that i’ll untie you.” he promised, voice like honey on top of all the stinging. “then i’m going to watch you struggle to make yourself feel good until you beg for my help because—fuck—no one makes you feel as good as me, right?”
you didn’t answer, you just kept leaking and crying while imagining everything he was about to do to you. oh, it excited you. it excited you so bad.
“what did i tell you about not answering me? anyway, after all that i’ll finally let you come. unless i change my mind of course. how’s that sound, angel?”
“nghhgh—perfect.” his fingers twitched around his cock when you said that. then they sped up, an erratic, violent pace.
“hah—ahshit- have i really broken you? or do you actually like me—like this—that much?”
his voice started to crack, eyes rolling back into their sockets. both his tells for when he’s riiight on the edge.
“‘m close… i—hah—love you too, angel.”
a/n: a lil’ something bc i fell in love w tamsy and im writing something else with him atm nd wanted to post one more thing before writer’s block hits & i scrap it. this is soo self-indulgent and maybe ooc i hope at least one other person likes this. okay i’m yapping bye 🧛🏾♀️.