Bumble Bees Are Hot

19 Aroace Any pronouns. I write fanfics but they will mostly be platonic, sexual, Familial, just not romantic because romance is icky

[hot-bumblebees]

Typically I don’t come and complain. Typically I come here, post a fic and fuck off for three months. But y’all, TikTok is pissing me the fuck off. People on there going ‘ when I’m so locked in I become asexual’. OK buddy 😐 my culture is not a costume. You’re either an asexual baddie or not. Because I know damn well you’re gonna leave that school and you’re gonna become a throat goat again. And that’s OK, but you’re not one of us don’t claim to be one. Stop using us to make stupid fucking jokes. We already don’t get treated seriously, I don’t need you saying shit that’s gonna make it worse. Like y’all are just saying that because you don’t have time for a significant other, you don’t have time for sex you’re not actually asexual 🫩

[hot-bumblebees]

It’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes

Yayyyy! 🥳 I’ve been working on this for a hot second and I’m so happy I’m finally done! I have an unhealthy obsession with fire fighters, it’s getting unhealthy. I genuinely need to be spayed.

ftm paramedic reader x ftm fire fighter Rengoku

Content contains: T4T, frotting, making out, work place sex, sub Rengoku, every word you could possibly use for a genital, 3.5 seconds of angst. Also I implemented a few of my headcannons for him. Like that he doesn’t drink alcohol and has bad hearing and needs hearing aids.

…

Out the garage every body goes. It must be a pretty serious call, too bad your partner called in sick today and nobody could come in, leaving you alone for the 12 hours that you’re here.

Across the garage you spot Kyojuro hanging his stuff back up in his cubby, his wide muscler back facing you.

“Kyojuro!” You yell his name as you approach him, but he doesn’t budge.

He doesn’t look like he’s in any particular mood, so you still proceed in approaching him. Once you’re right behind him you reach a hand out to shake his shoulder.

“Kyojuro?”

He turns around now and a beautiful smile forms on his face.

“Ah hello Y/N! Sorry I don’t have my hearing aids!” He turns to face you. His face has a glow to it due to a sheer layer of sweat.

“It’s no problem. Why aren’t you out right now?”

“Oh I’m under head injury precautions.” He rolls his eyes.” Something fell on my head last call. So now I have to stay here even though I’m totally fine.” He lets out a loud sigh.

You let out a small laugh. It wasn’t often when Kyojuro displayed sass, but it was funny when he did.

“Is that entirely bad though? Now you can keep me company.” You slyly smile, eying him up like a sweet treat as he hangs his coat up.

“I guess you’re right. I spend all day with those guys, it’s nice to spend time with someone different.” He smiles again.

“Exactly.” You take a step closer to him.” Kyojuro I don’t know what it is but these pants look really good on you.” Your eyes drop to his lower body with a predatory gaze.

“Oh thank you Y/n! I guess they do look good. Although they are really hot!”

“Indeed they are..” You agree with him but for a different reason.” Maybe we should go take them off?” You suggest.

“I probably should it’s definitely not helping how sweaty I am.” He goes to slip one of the straps off his shoulder then pauses half way and looks at you.” We?” He asks with a confused look in his eyes.

Your smile grows as you reach out to put the strap back up on his shoulder and pull him a little closer.” Yes we. It’s just us here, no harm in indulging in a little fun. Besides you look too good for me to just let you wither away for the rest of the night. May as well make yourself useful. What do you say?”

….

You close the door and your hand goes straight to his belt, guiding him back in front of you so you can push him against the door. You keep your one hand on his belt while the other one goes to his face. You feel a little stuble but Kyojuro never had much facial hair, even his father didn’t have much, so it was no surprise that you never caught the man with a 5 o’clock shadow. Kyojuro looked hazed, his heart eyes were searching your face trying to read your next move. But his impatience got the best of him and his arms seemed to move on his own, one of his large hands came to cradle the back of your head as the other went to your waist. He pulled your head towards his as he leaned down to meet in the middle. It was was just lips for now, taking turns sucking on each others top and bottom lips. Kyojuro repositioned the hand on the back of your head, moving it to join the other hand on the other side of your waist so he could feel the toned muscle of your abdomen moving when you move.

The kiss got hotter as it went on, your tongue urging his mouth to open so you could slip your tongue into, which he gladly obeys. He’s taking everything you’re giving him and you’re pretty sure his brain has stopped working. The hands on your waist have stopped caressing you and are now just resting on your waist as he trys his hardest to focus on what you’re giving him. He’s never been drunk before but he’s sure that this is what it’s like, the incapability to think straight as well as how ecstatic he feels, this must be what people talk about.

If you didn’t know any better you would assume the man in front of you was high as a kite. He was lethargic. Having a hard time keeping up as if he was forgetting how to use his body and just submitting to his senses, letting himself feel your tongue sliding on his. You lower the hand on his face to his jaw and pull on his clunky utility belt roughly to try and refocus him, but all it does is elicit a short moan out of him. The pace didn’t change so instead you slowed down and turned your focus to somewhere else. Both of your hands find themselves at the waist band of his pants to untuck his shirt. Once its untucked your hands slide underneath the fabric and finally you’re able to feel his bare skin, it’s still sticky from the sweat of the previous call he was on. Your hands stay placed on the area above his hips, gently caressing and massaging the plush there.

Kyojuro felt a little more grounded now that your hands were squeezing the flesh on his sides. He moved one of his hands back to the back of your head, fingers grazing your scalp and then grabbing your hair, pulling it slightly. The other arm wraps around your upper back and in sync both of them pull you flush against him as he returns to his senesces. He pulls away for a few seconds looking at your face before engulfing you into a kiss that he’s taking the lead on. It’s bold and warm just like him and it’s really getting to you. Your hands move from his hips to his back, you can feel his muscles flex and release under the layer of fat that you’re currently digging your short nails in, no doubt leaving marks on tan skin. You’re brought back to the kiss when Kyojuro starts to pretty much suck on your tongue making you moan and the sound shoots fire right down his spine. All though his tongue is now half way down your throat it’s not domineering. It feels like he’s doing it to service you. Listening to the sounds you’re making and feeling the way your body moves against his, paying attention so that he can satisfy you in the best ways. He’s doing it for you, not for him.

The hand on your ass pushes your hips impossibly closer to his so that he can grind into you. The absence of a bulge on each other has the both of you questiong. The both of you sum it up and leave it at Kyojuros thick tan uniform pants that you didn’t even give him the chance to take off, nor let him. The thought of leaving a wet patch on them resurfaces in your head and makes you pull away from his mouth to kiss the corner of his lips, slowly building a trail that goes to the underside of his jaw. Kyojuro throws his back against the door, granting you access to his neck. The hands that were on his back are back on his sides a little higher this time, pulling the shirt up revealing his lower stomach that carries a dark red happy trail.

You finally make it to his neck after peppering his jaw in kisses. Liking your lips you stick you lick a slow strip tasting his salty skin, starting at his wind pipe, going over his pulsing jugular and leaving an open mouthed kiss before continuing your journey to the side of his neck under his ear where you stop. The whole time kyojuro is moaning and it gets louder when you start sucking that skin. But before you even get serious about it Kyo pulling on your hair lightly, trying to pull you away.

“No marks.” He says clearly making you pout.” At least not there.” He adds on before your pout turns into a frown. So instead of sucking you’re leaving open mouth kisses on his neck.

“Fuck… you taste so good…” You utter in-between kisses. The taste of his skin mixed with his irregular breathing that were threatening to turn into whimpers had you soaking. Not to mention the dry humping/grinding that was doing nothing but make you desperate, barley providing any stimulation to your throbbing T dick.

After you’re sure that every surface of Kyojuros neck has had a kiss you come back up to his mouth to kiss him again with no intention of deepening it. You take the bottom of his shirt and start peeling the shirt up while trailing your fingers along his skin. Just as you’re about to pull the shirt over his chest you feel his muscles tense before he pulls away from the kiss. You stop moving the shirt, looking into his eyes he looks a little torn.

“You can keep the shirt on, but there’s nothing you should be insecure of, I think you’re super attractive. But like whatever makes you comfortable.” You give him a warm reassuring smile. Sure you would be a little disappointed. He’s so fucking hot all you wanna do is have him entirely naked while you go to town on him. But you felt the scar spread across his abdomen from the accident he got in while working a few years ago, so maybe that’s what he was insecure about? But whatever it was it didn’t matter as long as Kyojuro was comfortable.

“Oh… No..” He paused for a second unsure of himself which made you a bit scared, Kyojuro was always sure of himself. He looked around for a hot second before speaking up.” I’m trans.” His cheeks turns red out of shame and embarrassment. You understood the feeling all too well: the fear of being rejected for your gender. You frown a bit but at the same time, you’re unbearably horny now and new ideas pop into your head as you’re using every fiber in your being to hold back. You must’ve taken a few seconds too long to answer cause Kyojuro started pulling away a bit obviously disappointed and hurt. His eyes are no longer on you as one of his hands searches for the door handle” I understand, you don’t need to feel bad…”

Your brain finally starts to work again just before he’s able to unlock the door and run out and email the boss to change his rotation so he doesn’t have to see you. You grab his free hand with light speed and bring it to press against your searing crotch. You hold his hand there making sure he really feels what’s going on, knowing that things sometimes go over his head. It takes a few seconds for the information to register but once it does his head turns back around with a wide smile.

“Y-you too?!” His eyes are wide with excitement as his whole body comes to face yours again. You nod also displaying a smile.” I’m so happy, I thought I was the only one. I’m so happy that there’s someone like me here, I’ve felt so alone.” He’s practically about to explode he’s so happy and maybe you would be too if you hadn’t had his warm, wide hand pressed against your pussy after the build up you guys had.

“Kyo?” You use his nickname to bring his focus back to the very sexual energy in the room and it doesn’t entirely work but you’ve got his attention.” I love this for us right? But I want to fuck you so bad I’m about to tackle you ok? So if you don’t mind I would like to undress you and ride you before everyone gets back ok?” You ask in a sly and assertive tone that does nothing to hide how hot and bothered you are.

“Right! Of course! I would love that too!” His blush intensifies, feeling a bit nervous, not yet entirely back in the mood but it’ll take him no time to get back there.

You pull his hand away from your clothed pussy and take your hand back so you can slide your shirt over your head. Next you undo your boots throwing them away. And then you undo your belt and slide your pants and underwear at the same time, leaving you in your socks. You stand completely bare in front of Kyojuro and you don’t even give him the chance to take you in before you’re on him like white on rice. You take his shirt off before he can even react and fuck, you don’t even know what to do with yourself. Before you get too excited you push Kyojuro back towards the nearest bed and push him to sit when the back of his legs hit the bed. In seconds you’re kneeling in front of him taking his boots off and putting them side by side at the foot of the bed. before you stand up you spread his legs so you can use his knees to help you stand up. one of your hands come to his face as the other goes to the crotch of the pants to press down two fingers. He can barely feel it against his poor throbbing dick and it made him let out a desperate whimper. The hand that’s placed on the underside of his jaw tilts his head up to look in your eyes.

“Do you know how bad I’ve wanted you? How long?” You’re asking looking in his eyes intensly, all he can do is nod his head no.” Ever since I saw you. All this time I’ve been waiting. And you’re so clueless.” Your fingers are still applying the same pressure to his dick making him whine.” You walk around in these fucking pants all day and I have hold myself back from taking you right then and there.” Kyojuro has started humping your hand and it’s so unsuccessful all he can feel is his own sticky mess that’s probably leaking through his underwear.” You’re so sexy and I’m so grateful to finally have you.” You place a small kiss on his lips before using both hands to undo both pants so you can slide everything off at once. In seconds Kyojuro is just as naked as you. The smell of his arousal and musk filling the air and you just can’t get enough, you’ll definitely have to open the window and turn on the fan once you’re done to cycle the sex air out of the room.” You smell so good Kyo… you’ll have to let me eat you out some day.” You’re mostly talking to yourself as Kyojuro sits there and lets out a sigh of relief. He hadn’t realized how hot he was till now with is clothes gone, he feels like he’s just lost ten pounds.” Move back and lay down.” You demand and he obeys, shimmying his way up the bed and undoing his hair before laying down against the pillow. You’re on top of him before he’s even fully settled.” You ready?” You ask making sure you’re on the same page.

“Please?” He’s desperate. You grab his right leg and push it up toward his chest so that you can slip your left leg behind it. Once that’s good you let him rest his leg on top yours. Kyojuro gets what you want to do an bends his left leg so that your right leg is snug against the outside of his hip.

You let out a big sigh finally slowing down now that you’re in the position you’ve dying to be in for so long. You take a second to take in the beautiful view of prize of your patience. You truly can’t get enough. Your eyes start at his handsome face and move down to his strong chest that have very faded scars under the pectoral muscle, it must’ve been a long time since he fully transitioned. Down to his abdomen that supports quite the large scar on the right side. You remember hearing about the accident then going to visit him in the hospital, he was not doing well after the incident it really did a number on him physically and mentally. You could see the slight outline if the abs that were covered by his chub. Then there was his legs: Thicc, muscular and he had the fattest ass. To put it in simple terms he was built with a healthy layer of fat.

You were too busy drinking him in that you didn’t realize his hips moving on their own to meet yours. Your eyes you move back to his who are now what seems to be glazed with tears.

“Please?” He repeats, feeling like maybe you forgot about him.” Need you bad.”

“I’m so sorry.” You fake pout, not really feeling bad. You’ve been waiting longer than him.” You’re just too good looking.” You quickly bend over to give him a little peck on the cheek. Before you lower yourself you take a quick glance at his pussy and damn… his dick was quite large, around 2-3 inches. The tip noticeably sticking out of the hood and twitching. His inner lips were on the longer side and the vulva was a healthy pink that was bordering onto red. The sight somehow made you even wetter, he’s gonna feel so good against you.

You finally lower yourself and let out a quite moan and Kyojuro whines as your pussies finally connect. Both of your own fluids mixing, getting all over each others pubic area and inner thighs. Kyojuro is the first one to move. His enlarged clit separating your lips going up your slit to nudge your clit, the both of you mewl. Your legs tighten around Kyojuros lower body as you clench around nothing. You sit around 90% of your weight onto his pelvis and start moving. You shift your hips forward so that Kyojuros dick is pressed against you entrance as your clit sits on top his pubic mound lost in the unruly dark red hair. You’re teasing yourself but only because you want your counterpart to feel all the pleasure he can get. Kyojuro moved hips further down this time, catching his dick on the rim of your inviting entrance.

“You want me to fuck your cock a bit?” You ask teasingly already knowing the answer.

“I wanna be in so bad. Please?”

“So polite Kyo, this whole time. You’re such a good boy.” You coo as you push down onto the nub as much as you can. his dick stretches your entrance just a bit, not going to deep, but it’s enough to give you an adequate amount of stimulation along with your dick rubbing against his pubic mound. You gently rock yourself back and forth on his fat clit, trying to replicate true penetration.

The warmth feels amazing around his cock. Your tight entrance sucking him in then releasing him at such a slow pace is slowly killing him in the best way. His left hand goes to your right quad to help you guide yourself, not that you really need it you’re doing just fine but he wants to feel like he’s helping you. His right hand is buried in the sheets, feeling the cotton that he feels like he’s merging into.

“Your dick is so big, hope you let me blow you someday.”

His eyes are closed as he lays under you receiving pleasure. He’s letting out small whines every time he breathes out and it’s just the cutest sound. As much as he’s enjoying this slow southing pace he knows that everyone is probably coming back soon. He squeezes you thigh to grab your attention.

“Time?” He asks with out opening his eyes. You look at the clock on the wall reading the time.

“2:12.” You state, not relenting your pace.

“We gotta hurry they’re gonna be back soon.” This Is the quietest you’ve ever heard Kyojuro speak, he probably can’t even himself.

“I guess you’re right…” you frown. You wish you could savour this a bit more but the last thing you need is to be caught in the act. You lift your hips for a few seconds to reposition his leg, extending his leg over your left shoulder. You grab the area above his knee before seating yourself back down. This time your clits kiss each other immediately. Kyojuro readjusts himself, rotating his his hips upwards, giving you access to the entire surface of his pussy. Finally you start moving again. Good thing you’re holding onto Kyojuros leg or else you would’ve probably slipped off, you guys were just getting wetter and wetter, the combined slick was probably dripping down Kyojuros ass and onto the sheets. You rocked back and forth in long, slow strokes, taking turns at running each others clits through the other ones slit. Gathering all the slick from you and Kyojuros entrances and bringing it back up to each others clits. It continues like that for a while, working yourself and Kyojuro up. He’s whimpering quite a bit, but it’s surprisingly quiet.

“Faster?” Kyojuro asks as hips rut up against you.

Instead of verbally responding you position yourself so that your dicks are right on each other. You sit a little more of your weight down to increase the pressure. Once you’re comfortable you don’t waist a second to start moving. You move your hips in a circular motion at a medium pace. The man under you is significantly louder now, unable to conceal his moans. You take the hand that was on his plush tummy and place it on his mouth to quiet him, but his moans can still be heard.

“Shhh, you don’t want others to hear how good you sound. They might want a turn and I’m not sharing.”

He quiets a little, knowing Kyojuro though you keep your hand on his mouth. His eyes are partially open and he’s looking down at where you guys connect. Seeing you’re dick on his makes him drool. He’s hypnotized by the action so much so that he doesn’t notice himself shaking. The pleasure builds up faster than he anticipated and his eyes roll back while tears fall from his eyes. you feel him twitch against you and don’t stop until you feel your orgasm hit you and both of your cum is spread around each others cunts.

You remove the hand off Kyojuros mouth and move it to caress his cheek. His eyes are still closed as he tries to collect himself. You get off of him to get dressed again and go get his underwear, pants and shirt so he can get dressed too. After you give him his clothes you open the window and turn the fan on. You run in the bathroom. And grab the can of air freshener and spray it around.

“Don’t you think the strong smell of ferbreez is gonna throw them off?” Kyojuro softly asked from the bed.

“Like maybe, but I doubt it. Don’t worry I’ve already thought about 70 excuses.” You return to bathroom and put the can back.

You walk back to the bed and lay down beside Kyojuro.

“I’d love to cuddle, but I’m really hot. Sorry.” It’s too dark to see but you know that Kyojuros face is flushed.

“It’s ok, so am I. I’ll have to move to a different bed in a bit anyway.”

You hear his head turn so that he can look at you.” You must let me cook for you. I enjoyed sex with you, but I would like to actually go on a date with you.”

You smile and turn to face Kyojuro.” I’d love that.” You kiss him on the cheek and that’s when you hear the garage door open.” Looks I gotta move now.” You grab Kyojuros hand and squeeze it as you sit up.” Good night Kyojuro.”

…

Thank you sm for reading! Also guys in my heart and in my soul ik for a fact that this is how Kyojuro is built. Just trust me bro.

[ihhfhonao3]

You know that smut you like? Y’know, the really, REALLY good one? You know that one? Yeah?

An asexual wrote that.

And that really good romantic fluff you like? The really cute one, the domestic fluff? Y’know that one?

An aromantic wrote that.

So before you go to sleep reading fanfiction tonight, be sure to thank all the asexuals and aromantics that are writing your favorite fics!

Because no, we are not the pure little children you think we are.

Everybody say thank you a-specs!

Thank you a-specs!

Alright, I’ll let you go now :3

[thebisexualwreckoning]

Not be a nasty mean disgusting aromantic on main but I hate the prevalence of puritanical anti-sex culture in queer spaces. Stop demonising casual sex or fucking your friends or in general just getting it on with whoever you want without wanting to pursue a romantic relationship as well. Stop calling people who don’t want romantic relationships but like sex ‘fuckbois’ or ‘afraid of commitment’. Stop treating all aromantic people like they’re not valid unless they’re also asexual. Aroallo people exist and deserve just as much respect as the rest of the community regardless of their views on sex. This involves cishet aroallo people as well because I know how weird yall on tumblr are about them. You don’t get to judge someone just because they don’t match up to your image of what a respectable queer looks like. Unless you’ve forgotten we’re all perverted dykes and faggots and trannies in the oppressors eyes and helping keep the myth of sex being something disgusting that should only ever happen between “two people who love each other very much” just helps them. Stop fucking putting your own head under the guillotine before the extermination has even started

*note: do not tag this as ace or aroace. This post is about the specific experiences aroallo people face and I will not suffer derailing.

[sunseths]

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.

[queenjulia11]

Beautiful.

[whereserpentswalk]

Twenty four year olds are adults.

Twenty one year olds are adults.

Eighteen year olds are adults.

Petite or 'smol' young adults are adults.

Transmasc young adults are adults.

Asexual young adults are adults.

Autisitc young adults are adults.

Young adults you find cute or wholesome are adults.

These people consume media as adults.

These people make life choices as adults.

These people have sex as adults.

Reblog if you agree.

[hot-bumblebees]

Offering

Knife play, witchcraft, rituals, kinda body worship, handjobs, whole lotta bio hazards, SUBMISSIVE SANEMI 😝😝😝😝

Summery: you need an offering and Sanemi walked in just at the right time 😈

…

As the light of the candle finally dies out, your spell comes to an end. All that energy is now it in the universe making your wishes come true. But now you’re left to think of an offering. What would the higher power want from you? You had just done the last part of a curse. It was a grand request, so you needed a good offering. You sat infront of your alter trying to come up with something.

“Hi, y/n.” Sanemi gripped onto your shoulders and leaned forward.” What are you up to? Being evil?” He chuckled as he handed you a bouquet.

“You know me always plotting and skeming.” You smirk turning around to look at Sanemi, taking in all his glory. What a sexy man all to your devices. All those jagged scars and that crazy look in his eyes, it’s not for everybody. But he was pretty much perfect in your eyes.

“You’re staring.” He smirks as he puts a hand out for you to take and you gladly take it so that he can pull you up. He pulls you into his embrace and moves his other hand to your waist as the one holding you hand went to your face to caresses your cheek.

“Am I not allowed to admire how beautiful you are?” You retort as you wrap you arms around his waist and pull him closer till eventually you kiss. As your lips intertwined in a dance an idea popped into your head and it made you smirk. Sanemi felt the malice behind it and pulled away

“What are you thinking?” He searches your eyes for an answer.

You move your hands up to his chest and play with his collar for a few seconds before looking into his eyes.” Go clean up, wear nice pants-“

“No shirt?”

“No, no point in wearing clothes that I’m going to rip off anyway. Then meet me in the flower garden by my shrine. Understood?”

“Yes ma’am.” He flirtatiously said as he kissed you one last time then went off.

…

Sanemi’s pov:

I sat waiting on the small bench in their garden. There were a few lanterns lit and weird shit every where, but I don’t care cause it makes them happy and it yields results.

Who knows how much time I spent waiting but it was definitely worth it as I see y/n coming down the path looking like a goddess. They’re dressed in just a long skirt and their whole body adorned with gems and jewelry.

“Close your mouth Sanemi, a bug might fly into it.” Y/n teased as they approached me, bringing up a hand to caresses my cheek.

“What’s the plan? Cause I see a dagger and I’m not in the mood to be sacrificed.” I say as a grab her hand and move my face to kiss their palm.

“Oh I would never sacrifice you, you know how rare it is to find a pretty man like you? It’s like finding a fucking unicorn. I wouldn’t dream of sacrificing you, I just need a little blood.” A devious smile appears on their face. I’ve fought demons in the pitch black and haven’t felt scared. But now I’m a little freaked out but at the same time I can’t stop myself from getting hard. I’m so turned on and they can tell. Maybe it’s the blush on my face that gives it away or maybe it’s my eyes that can’t seem to focus on their face.” Is that ok?”

“More then.” I answer. I’ve bleed myself countless times, it’s second nature at this point.

“Fantastic.” A malicious grin shows up on their face. They light the incense that they brought out and it wafts through the air making the area smell like nag champa. They turn back to me, presenting their jewelry adorned chest and waist and wave for me to come. Getting up from my chair I feel possessed, but how could I not be? My lover is beautiful, if I didn’t know better I would assume they were inhuman, a mythical creature.” Kneel.” A simple command and I comply, kneeling in-front of the shrine with my hands on my lap. It’s adorned with plants and different stones.”You’re doing really well Sanemi. You’re really well behaved today. Good boy.” They praise me and I feel my face warm up as roll my eyes, but I don’t say anything. Typically I would start a fight but right now is not the time.” Ok I’m going to start now. Ok?”

I shake my head.” Ok.” Is all I say. I’m far too excited for what’s about to come, but I don’t care. My partner is literally a goddess and me? I am simply just a man, how could I say no?

They come to stand behind me. One hand on each shoulder, one holding the dagger, making the blade press into my chest, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to give me a preview of what’s to come.” Divine universe, spirits of the woods. My offering to you is the blood and seed of this man. He is young, he is healthy, he makes a fine offering and I hope he pleases you.” After that y/n kneels behind me and starts laying gentle kisses down my back. Taking their sweet time probably kissing my old scars, they’ve always liked doing that. They move back up to my neck and I feel a shiver going down my spine when I feel them lay their first open mouthed kiss underneath my ear. Their hands are going from my thighs to my hips to my waist squeezing and rubbing me in stupidly sensual ways that make me moan and make it hard for me to think. But I don’t do much thinking when I’m around them anyway.

“You’re so pretty.” They say in between kisses that are leaving me with splotches that are a nasty shade purple, but I don’t care cause it feels so fucking good. My neck and upper back are nearly covered by the time y/n finally pulls away and at that point I’m in a daze, i would honestly probably start licking the ground if the told me to.

I’m lost in my own head when I feel the cool metal of the dagger slid up my arm threatening my skin. I cut myself on the regular so it is nothing to me at this point, but now? It’s exciting and it makes a little nervous to have someone else in control of my pain.

“Where should we cut first? Hmmm?” Y/n basically purrs and the hair on my neck stands up as they keep dragging the knife up my arm and stop at my shoulder briefly. “What about here?” They tease before continuing down to me chest and going around my nipple once.

”Fuck..” I breathe out. They bring the blade to my sternum and follow my happy trail down to my dick, gilding the weapon gently over my bulge. Making my dick painfully jump. I’m so turned on it’s painful. We haven’t even gotten to the main event and yet my dick has weeped out so much pre cum that it feels like I’ve already blown my load. The dagger leaves my bulge and gos to a place on my V line that’s clear of scars and stops.

“I think another scar would look really good here. What do you think?” They ask seductively.

No thought goes into my answer.” Yes-“ it’s rushed and seconds after I can feel added pressure to blade making it break the skin. Although painful the drag upwards is filled with a pleasureful sting that last even after the incision. I moan loud, it feels so good. It’s never felt this good before.” More!” I beg and I hear a little giggle.

The knife is removed for a moment as well manicured hands find there way to the front of my hakama to undo the knot. The hands push my pants down are egre but so am I. My cock springs out covered in pre cum.

“Freak.” Y/n jokes as her hand goes to my cock.

“It was your fu-“ I’m cut off by my own moan as Y/ns hand goes up my shaft then tightens their grip when they near my head. They concentrate on the tip for a few seconds before going down again and I’m finally able to think again.” It was your fucking idea! You’re the freak, offering me up like lamb!” I bite back but it doesn’t sound too threatening cause it sounds whiny.

“Never said I wasn’t.” They kiss the corner off my mouth as they continue tugging on my cock.

I watch the blade return to my skin, it’s placed just above my navel and I shudder.” Now where should we cut up next?” The blade travels up now towards my neck and stops right over my Adams apple. I shakily inhale and swallow. I could be killed right now and I would’ve just let it happen. I should be scared about having a knife to my neck paired with the fact that I’m in an extremely vulnerable position right now, but it feels so good to trust someone. I feel at peace right now, no painful memories and although I have a knife to my throat right now I feel so safe, so loved.” Cut me again. Please?” I ask calmly as I feel a tear roll down my face.

“Well of course.” The knife leaves my throat and I exhale as I close my eyes feeling some more tears roll down my cheeks. The knife trails from my throat to my shoulder.” Right here? Yeah?” All I can do is shake my head. The stinging pain is back and I let out a sob and the blade penetrates my skin and the hand on my cock speeds up. I’m so so close to cumming but the knife leaves my skin before I get to and in result my tears fall down my face as I sniffle.

“Ag-“ I’m incapable of finishing cause the blade is right back on my spine making my back arch.” Shhhhit!” My eyes fly open.

“One more, ok Sanemi? I don’t want to actually sacrifice you.” They joke and the only thing I can do is turn my head towards them and nod as I take in all their beauty.

“So beautiful….” I lose myself in their eyes that are decorated in colourful make up and I can’t seem to look away. Not when the scene is so beautiful and the hand on my cock is doing so well that I let out whimpers on nearly every exhale. They smile as the shrink the distance between us, connecting our lips momentarily. My eyes stay closed after the kiss, letting all my other senses tell me what’s happening. I can feel Y/n pressed up against my left side, with their left hand fucking my cock and their right hand is pressing the knife against my spine.

“Right here?” They ask.

“Please.” It comes out in a breathy wine.

And there it is. The sharp pain starts at the top of my spine. My eyes open quickly as my eyes roll back. The dagger continues to slid through my skin slowly and my dick is twitching. I’m about to cum, I can feel my abs contract and my legs starting to shake.” Don’t you aghhh dare stop!” I sound out of breath. My back arches and the blade approaches my mid back and that’s it. I cum hard in silence to lost in pain and pleasure to make a single sound.

I collapse into Y/ns arms as I catch my breath. My pants are pulled back up and multiple kisses are being placed on my face as a hand comes to play with my hair.

“Thank you Sanemi.” They kiss my forehead.”You did really good. I’m sure the spirits will be pleased with you. And not only that but it looks like you’ve discovered a little something about yourself.” I can hear them smiling through their voice and then I feel a kiss being placed on my lips and I sigh. Finally coming back to reality.”I’ll clean you up and get you to bed yeah?” It’s asked less as a question but more as a statement. I nod my head and open my eyes. My cum is half on the shrine and half on the ground and I’m covered in my own blood and so is Y/n but lucky they’re wearing a dark coloured skirt and no shirt.

Y/n gets up then helps me up. I wait for a second as they stand in front of the shrine Muttering a quick prayer before extinguishing the candles. They grab my hand and lead me back to the house.

My night ended the way it usually did. Being cleaned and patched up by Y/n and falling asleep in their arms

[hot-bumblebees]

Uta

Uta x gender neutral reader

Contains: sleepy/soft sex, fingering, uta nipping, scent kink.

I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible. So it might sound a little weird.

Also qpr rep. If your not aro or ace you can just pretend like it’s a romantic relationship, just ignore the third paragraph.

Not my best work but this was written a long long time ago

…

Around year ago Uta and his up stairs neighbour became friends. It started since his neighbour would drop by his shop at least once every few weeks. At some point he let his curiosity take control of him and asked them why they always stopped by. They replied by saying that they liked his art and just liked checking out what was new and it was even better since it was convenient. Ever since that day the relationship had been evolving. They quickly became friends after he had learnt that they were an art teacher at a university, they hadn’t been one for long but they seemed to be enjoying their job. Uta was fascinated by them, he would often ask for their input on his projects when they would stop by. Soon every few weeks became a few times a week (at least seeing each other three times a week.) They would sometimes sleep at each other’s houses if one of them were too tired to leave.

Although y/n was entirely human and Uta knew it was dangerous to be close to, one he couldn’t pull himself away, he was too intrigued with the other being to leave. Besides he had grown fond of their company and liked having them around, they were a good friend, so good that they didn’t leave him for being a ghoul. They had known for a long time, Uta always said that his eyes were tattooed but y/n never believed that; his eyes were to detailed for them to be inked. Not to mention that he had weird habits. Like not eating when they were out or becoming weirdly nippy during sex. At some point y/n was getting was done with his constant bull shit of ‘I’m not hungry’ or ‘I just enjoy biting you’ and finally cornered him and told him that they didn’t care and something about circle of life and how they would still be his friend even though he was a man eating creature. Uta felt a little bit of relief, but at the same time he was a little uneasy that a human wouldn’t resent him for what he was. After all he believes that humans and ghouls could no coexist in the same world. So the fact that a human was able to accept him as who he was was unsettling. But once he got over himself he was able to accept all the affection from his friend with out the uneasy feelings he had.

The friendship included sex. Some may call it friends with benefits but to them it was more like an added thing to their relationship, it was more serious. They were committed to each other, kinda like couples but without the romantic attraction.

They would come see each other if they needed a release of some sort. It could be because they are stressed, angry or just plain horny. It didn’t matter, they were there for each other.

…

Uta had been working for a long time now, he had lost track of time.

He was fabricating a of the masks one of his costumers ordered. Sewing some of the red thread on the masks surface he felt his lower region become uncomfortably hard. He shifted in his seat trying to make the feeling of lust go away, but it wasn’t working. He was getting more and more frustrated by the second.

He put his work down and leaned back into his chair. Closing his eyes he thought about what he could do to make it go away. Sure he could pull his pants down and jerk one off but what’s the fun in that when he had a whole friend he could use. Although they were probably sleeping but it wouldn’t hurt to go see if they were willing to help.

Uta got up from his chair and left his studio, not forgetting to lock the door and headed straight to his friends apartment up stairs. When he got there he took his key out and unlocked the door. When he opened the door and closed it, locking it he looked around the living space; it was dead. Not giving up hope he went to y/ns room. If they were sleeping he would go to the bathroom and take care of his problem then come to bed with them.

He walked further into the apartment looking for any sign of life. There was still nothing. He approached y/ns room quietly, making sure not to wake them up if they were awake. Uta entered y/ns room with cation. He approached the bed to see what was going on. The figure laid quietly in the somewhat dark bedroom, but Uta did not miss the side eye meant for him.

“What?” Y/ns voice asked coldly.

“Just came to see what you were doing.” Uta somewhat lied, coming closer to the bed.

“Mmm sure.” Y/n didn’t believe him. They didn’t mind if he was here to elevate himself, after all they said their door was open 99% of the time.

Uta didn’t say anything he simply got into the covers with y/n. Wrapping his arms around y/ns waist and pressing himself against they’re back side. His erection laid flat against their ass, it took every fibre in him to resist humping the plush surface.

Y/n pulled away from him momentarily, going to get something in the nightstand before reaching their arm back and giving him a condom and lube.

“Here.” They dropped it on him, making Uta pick it up.” I don’t want to deal with clean up.” They reached down to pull their pants down for Uta.

Uta pulled the blankets down all the way since they were in the way. He laid the supplies down beside him and went to grab y/ns head. Y/ns eyes opened a little but then closed when Utas mouth made contact with theirs. It started off slowly with their lips doing the touching then slowly making their way to tongues doing the work.

This gave y/n enough time to get aroused. He detached himself from y/ns mouth, turning around to grab the lubricant. Putting some in his slender hand and closing the lid, he brought the substance to y/ns hole and smeared it around before entering two fingers. The started by slowly thrusting his fingers into area, making sure to hit y/ns most pleasurable spot every single time, making y/n whimper.

Uta added another finger into the mix, he went to kiss and nip y/ns neck skin. Once he felt as if y/n was ready enough he took his fingers out of the hole and went to take his pants down, letting his dick out, putting the condom on. He scooted closer to y/n and lined his dick up the entrance, slowly pushing it in until he bottomed out.

“Are you still good?” He asks beside y/n ear.

The response he got was a simple head nod. Since he was in the clear he pulled his hips back and thrusted back in, making y/n moan. He kept thrusting in and out as his other hand went around to play with y/ns other parts.

Gently stroking the area, always coming back to the sensitive nub, getting y/n to gasp. Closing his eyes Uta came back to kiss in between y/ns shoulder blades and worked up to y/ns neck as they quietly breathe and occasionally moan almost un audibly, to tiered to give full out moans.

Uta stuck his head in y/ns neck, breathing in their sent his mouth started to water and his dick got harder. Y/n smelt to good. Although Uta didn’t want to eat Y/n or see them as food, he couldn’t stop his instincts from acting up sometimes. He kissed the soft skin of his friends neck, leaving hickeys in his wake and fucked y/n harder with his new found arousal.

Uta started nipping at y/ns neck and shoulders, gripping y/ns side with one of his hands. Uta moan into y/ns shoulder from the taste. Y/n felt him get a little to aggressive with them as if he was on the verge of eating them. They reached back behind them, grabbing Utas black hair and pulling it back enough for him to let go of there neck, making him moan. Uta opened his red eyes and saw y/ns murder filled side glare.

“Be nice.” They said sternly letting Uta go.

Uta laid his head in y/ns neck, returning his attention back to y/ns pleasure. He made sure that all his movements were perfect for y/n. His thrusts fast but somehow gentle and calculated to hit the right spots. The hand he wasn’t using to hold y/ns side was moving rhythmically on y/n nerves.

“Uhhh! Uta!” Y/n moaned as they started grinding they’re hips back on Uta.” Don’t stop!”

Uta listened to y/ns request and didn’t change anything. With y/ns moans picking up his high was approaching rapidly as well making him burry his head in y/ns neck. He started nipping and sucking at y/ns skin but not hard enough to draw blood because y/n would not be happy if he did so.

Thanks to Uta never stopping his constant rhythm y/n came quietly moaning Utas name. Uta wasn’t far behind, his hips lost a bit of control and came. Pulling out, he took off the condom, tied it and threw it in the garbage.

(If you got a dick or if you squirt he cleaned up your bodily fluids.)

After he threw the rubber in the trash he turned back around to an already sleeping y/n he wrapped his arms around y/ns waist and snuggled closer to them. Soon enough he fell asleep as well.

[galileossun196]

Moon girl,

Shine so bright

My midnight lover

Oh how I love you so

Let me worship your light

Let me worship you tonight.

Did digital art for the first time + my little moon appreciation poem. Kind of just throwing this out there, without expectation.

No reposting 😟🩷

Thank you 🙂

[sinidentidades-blog]

People starving when tons of unsold food is thrown away globally because people couldn’t afford to purchase the food, that’s violence. 

People dying and going bankrupt to pay for their healthcare, that’s violence. 

People being evicted from their homes when there are more houses than there are houseless people, that’s violence.

[savesp-aces-deactivated20241022]

as an aroace person, the way people in romantic relationships can be threatened by or jealous over innocent friendships disgusts me.

like, there are legitimately people out there telling their significant others to block or stop talking to friends because they're worried they'll steal them from them. or saying that they can't have friends of the opposite sex, or hang out with their friends alone. how does that not sound like a red flag to y'all?

it's just...so weird that people find that shit normal. like it's somehow normal to assume everyone your partner talks to is romantically attracted to them, or to prevent them from having friends because you're insecure. i only say "as an aroace person" because sometimes it feels like i'm literally the only person who finds stuff like this in regards to romantic relationships weird as hell. like i'm not saying romance makes a lot of people act literally insane, but... i'm not not saying that.

[alex-strike-is-transgender]

I think people should be allowed to sleep in the same bed in a non sexual and non romantic way. I think cuddles can happen non sexually and non romantically. I think most acts of affection are non sexual and non romantic until you make it sexual or romantic (other than the obvious things like actual sex)

[everythingwasnormalhere]

pls rb if you think cuddling doesn't have to be s3xual

im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out

[hot-bumblebees]

Pain killer

cw: Use of weed for pain killers, chronic pain.

Anyway I head cannon that Sanemi experiences chronic pain. He just gives off that vibe. Like his scars and lower back are just fucked and Shinobu can’t find a cure. So here’s some Sanemi hurt/comfort. Also my first nonsmut post so yay.

Enjoy

…

Sanemis house had been lifeless for the past two weeks, except for the staff that took care of it. Every time you came by he wasn’t there and the servants had told you that he hadn’t come back yet. You knew he was somewhat of a workaholic. But he’d usually only go out for a week then came back or he would tell you that the mission he was sent on was a longer one. But you hadn’t heard from him directly. You heard from other workers, wether it’s the kakushi or other swordsmen that he had been on some sort of rampage and that he was even more pissed off and irritable than he normally was. You felt bad for whoever had to interact with him after hearing that. You loved Sanemi but you knew what he was like.

A few more days went before you decided to go check again. The sun was starting to set by the time you got to his house. But unlike the other times you went there there were lights on in the house. You felt yourself get exited by the way the smile on your face was pushing your cheeks up and by the way you sped up. You didn’t even knock on the door, simply letting yourself inside and went on the hunt for Sanemi. You started to look around for him but it didn’t take long to track him down with the way the blunt he was smoking smelt. You followed the pungent smell all the way to his bathroom. The door was slightly closed with a warm light spilling through the crack. This time you gently knocked as you called out his name. You heard water swooshing before you heard a ‘what’ with barley any bark.

“Can I come in? It’s Y/n?” You didn’t want him thinking that you were one of his staff.

He sighed before letting out a little ‘yeah’.

You opened the door to Sanemi in the bath with an ash tray on the side of the tub with one joint bud in it. There where a few candles Illuminating the room helping you see Sanemi. He had two new wounds, one on his arm and one on his leg. As you approached him his eyes lazily opened to see you, his pupils blown and his scalaria was bloodshot.

Seeing him now made you sad. It made sense now. His rampage and attitude. The poor thing was in pain. You knew that he had chronic pain from the scars on his face and in his lower back from who knows what, that’s one of the main reason he smoked, was to help the pain but also help calm his mind. His rampage, Sanemi is not the type of person to listen to his body nor his soul, choosing to ignore it until it becomes unbearable. He probably went on missions to prove to himself that he’s a pillar and he shouldn’t let this ‘miniute’ thing get in the way. What he didn’t understand is that no matter your status or who you are, every one deserves to rest and to enjoy life.

You sat down on the floor beside the bath tub, facing him. His pretty purple eyes wondered around before finding yours. He looked so tiered.

“Hi Sanemi.” You greeted.

“Hi.” He replied calmly.

“I haven’t seen you in a while. How have you been?” You ask already knowing the answer.

Sanemi gives you a sour look before he closes his eyes again.” Annoyed, miserable, in pain. Nothing new.”

You frown a little as you go to grab his hand that was in the water, gently rubbing his knuckles.” Sanemi you have to start taking care of yourself. Listen to your body. I know it makes you feel weak, but I hate seeing you like this. And I know you hate being in this state.” You tell him briefly.

His eyes open briefly for a moment to roll them.” If you’re here just to piss me off then leave. I don’t have the energy right now.” He grumbles.

It was your turn to roll your eyes now: must he always be this difficult?” I’m here to give a fuck about your wellbeing whether you like it or not. You need to rest. I don’t care what your status is. You literally have chronic pain, you’re not like other people. You need to take it easier more often and that’s ok. It’s ok to take a break.” You argue back with no actual bite.

“Shut up.” Was all he could say, knowing you were right. Knowing you, you’ve probably already told Kagaya that he would not be going to work.

“Not going to.” You bring his hand up to kiss it.” Anyway, where does it hurt?” You ask putting his hand back in the water.

He moves around for a moment before getting comfortable again.” The scar across my nose feels like it’s on fire and I feel like I’m being stabbed in my back constantly. And it’s worse than it normally is.” He explains, sounding tired.

You murmur a quiet ‘I wonder why’ as you roll you eyes. Making Sanemi glare at you.” Well once you’re done in here I can give you a massage if you want?” You offer knowing that it helped him.

“Please.” It came out as a plead.

….

Eventually he wanted to come out, so you helped him then handed him a towel. You guys walked to his room slowly and gave him pyjama pants to put on. Once he did that he sat down on his bed cross legged.

“Where do you want me to start? Face? Back?” You ask as you get ready to grab a product. Instead of responding he just flipped onto his stomach and laid there. You grabbed a massage oil and went to sit on your knees beside him. You unscrew the lid and use the dropper to pour the lavender scented cbd oil onto his lower back and placed the oil back onto the floor. You spread the oil around the scarred surface making sure to apply a pleasant amount of pressure, then come back to the main focus being his lower back.

You run your thumbs down his spinal cord hitting a certain spot that made him tense up in discomfort. You keep going up his spine and then move your hands back down his lats to repeat the motion knowing that it would cause him some discomfort. You leaned over to press gentle kisses on his shoulders to try and help distract him from the sharp pain shooting down his legs.

“Please. I need a break. It really hurts.” His request almost sounded like a beg. Without saying anything you moved to his shoulder blades and began working on the knots tangled in there. It seemed to have calmed him. He didn’t tense up that much anymore and he wasn’t letting out sounds of pain, instead he was sighing and almost moaning from the feeling.

“You should go for acupuncture it might help. I’ve heard of many people who’ve benefited from it.” You suggested as both your hands work on a knot in his left shoulder.” And the acupuncturist at the butterfly mansion is very nice. I could get you an appointment with her if you want.” You offer, feeling the knot dissipate in his shoulder.

“I’ll think about it.” He mumbled, too lost in the feeling of the pleasurable pain taking place on his upper back, but unfortunately that was going to end as you work your hands down his back again.” K I’m going to work your lower back again.” You warn while your hands travel down his back again. He lets out an exasperated sigh.

Once again the pain starts up again. Although it has loosened up since earlier it still hurts like a mother fucker, so much so that tears started to form on his lash line. Each time you hit a certain nerve it felt like he was getting stabbed with an inflamed knife the made the nerves going down to his legs catch on fire. It was a terrible pain. Some times when he went on missions he would find himself quietly but angrily crying as the pain took over all his senses. It wasn’t like he couldn’t handle the pain initially, but he had to feel it nearly every day, the pain varying from day to day, it was constant and frustrating. Some days were almost painless, but on the really bad days like today he would usually cry and smoke a blunt to try and ease the pain with a hot bath. But that could only do so much.

“Your doing so good Sanemi.” You praise, trying to help comfort him after you heard him sniffle.” We’re almost done. Ok? A few more minutes.” You tell him.

Sanemi didn’t respond, too busy thinking about the incredible pain he felt. You kept doing your thing, doing different movements to try and ease the pain for later. But Sanemi started jerking around and shaking. His breathing became rugged along with the occasional sniffle.” Please-“ he took a deep breath, closing his eyes as a few tears soak the bed beneath him.” Please stop.” He demanded surprisingly kindly.

You took your hands away and stopped every thing.” Do you want to continue or no?”

“No.” He said quickly.

“Ok, we can do your face then?” Not knowing if he was still up to it. He turned around and sat up, looking in your eyes for a bit.

“Ya…” He said slowly.” Just let me smoke again.” He said and went to reach for his night stand where he kept his case with joints in it.

“Ok I’m gonna go get some stuff. Ok?” You say as you get up and leave, watching Sanemi light his joint with the cute lighter you got him.

…

When you get back Sanemi’s laying on his futon, staring at the celling. You went to go sit crossed legged by his head, pushing his head up so you could put it back on your lap. You look down at his pudgy face, it looked so relaxed. You grab a hot wet towel that you brought and gently massage/ rub his face. He let out a pleasured sigh as the corner of his lips tilted up in a small smile.

The hot towel felt amazing on his scar, the heat melted away the aching pain that caused him so much anguish. You let him enjoy the the towel for a little longer then put the towel on the floor. You picked up the bottle off the floor and dropped a few drops of serum onto his face, then close the bottle and put in on the floor. You bring your hands back up to his face and rub the serum into his scared face. You make sure to rub you fingers against the scar, gently stretching the tissue.

This was a lot less painful then his back that’s for sure. This was more relaxing than his back, he was actually enjoying the whole thing. He wasn’t showing any signs of discomfort.

Sanemi let out a pleased sigh and half opened his eyes. A small smile appeared on his lips as he looked up at you with literal hearts in his eyes. Grabbing your hand from his face he brought it down towards to his mouth and kissed you knuckles.” I love you so much. So nice to me…” He closed his eyes, losing his train of thought and letting out a laugh over nothing.

You giggle too, he was so cute when he didn’t have a stick up his ass 24/7.

You continued until you noticed that Sanemis breathing slowed down and he wasn’t reacting anymore. You slowly stopped what you were doing before moving him off to make him lay down. You got up to go get yourself ready for bed.

When you came back you laid down on the futon beside him and pulled his face into your chest, leaving one in his hair to play his white hair and the other one went to rub his back.

His eyes opened a little and looked up at you.” I’m supposed to be cuddling you. Rub your hair… take care of you…” He pouts, closing his eyes and weakly tries to fight his way to being the one draped over you. You quickly shut that down by holding him tighter.

“Sanemi shut the fuck up and let me pamper you.” You say as lovingly as you can. He let out a dramatic sigh but cooperated therefor you loosened your hold on him. Sanemi pulled closer and whispered a barely coherent ‘I love you’ as he easily dozed off. You let out a small giggle.”I love you too.” You whisper back with a smile as you peck his forehead with a small kiss before you also doze off.

…

A/n: anyway I feel like Sanemi is a cannabis user more than a drinker. He seems like someone who needs their mind to shhhhut the hell up, if not he’ll go insane. So ya. See y’all later chat city.

[encore-turmoil]

queerplatonic relationship. reblog if you agree!

[starlightshadowsworld]

"Oh but both sides have it bad."

Palestinians are dying by the thousands, whole families are being wiped out in seconds.

Israeli's are posting "get ready with me, war edition" videos where they bake bread for soilders.

While the Palestinians are eating bread caked with blood just to survive.

The Israelis are posting cheering as bombs land and hoping more Palestinians die.

Signing off videos with "hastag stay thirsty."

Knowing that the Palestinians have no clean water, and they are drinking dirty water which makes them sick just to survive.

The Israelis are going to the beach, they have access to public transport, they have the freedom to move around and do whatever they wish.

The Palestinians are writing their names on their hands so they can be identified when the bombs strike.

This is not a war.

Their is no both sides.

This is genocide.

[hot-bumblebees]

Tricked

Olrox x witch male reader smut

Cw: hand jobs, softish sex, anal. Nothing crazy. Reader is aromatic btw.

Guys I know he’s with mizirak but I need him and mizirak broke his heart, he made him cry and that’s not chill.

Maybe a little ooc

….

The wind whistled throughout the dark town, making old wood creek and old signs cry. You clung onto your cloak as you walked through the empty streets trying find place that wasn’t so windy so you could open a portal. Finally you found a small sheltered area and went to it, staring to chant the words to open said portal. A blue circle started forming and it was getting brighter, but just before it could fully develop you were stopped by a strange mist.

“What’s your name?” A seductive voice asked.

“Why do you want to know?” You asked rather aggressively as your eyes narrowed. There was a weird vibe coming from what ever entity was surrounding you and it wasn’t helping you trust it.

Before your question was answered the mist grouped up turning into a human like figure with the most piercing green eyes you’ve ever seen.

“I need to know if I found the right person or if you’re going to become my next victim.” It answered as it moved closer to you.

You hesitated before giving it a fake name that people still knew you as. Knowing that giving out a real name to the wrong person could lead you to a hassle you opted out to giving it a fake name that people still knew you as.

But it wasn’t taking your lies and stepped frighteningly closer, towering over you as its green eyes stared into your soul.” You’re lying.” It blatantly stated as it finally showed itself. It was a man, a very beautiful man. He had darker skin but it somehow lacked colour, the brown colour came out as dull and his lips were a faint purple. His hair was impressive, it was long and silky so that even when the smallest gust of wind past by It would move.

You knew you should’ve probably been scared, horrified even, but you couldn’t stop yourself from feeling excited. You had to try very hard not to smile, making the man in front of you confused.

“Fine I’ll tell you my name if you give me a piece of your hair.” You try to comprise. It was fair, if he tried anything you could get him right back.

“No.” He declined defensively, showing his pointy teeth.

“Ah a vampire.” You laugh and get out from under him.” Good luck with trying to suck me dry. My blood is poisonous to vampires.” You say in a bragging tone as you walk back into the windy alley. But you didn’t get too far before he stood in front of you again.

“Garlic doesn’t harm us if that’s what you’re talking about. And I won’t hesitate to kill you for fun if you don’t cooperate.” He let out a devious laugh.

“I’m not talking about garlic.” You pulled your shirt collar down, revealing two scared puncture wounds.” And why won’t you give me your hair? Don’t you want your answer?” You look at him with a teasing look.

“It’s precious to me and you might use it to harm me.”

“Yeah if you give me reason, I’m not out here hexing people Willy nilly. I’ve got better things to do”

He hesitated for a moment before pulling off a strand and giving it to you.

“Perfect…” you put his hair in a little bottle and gave him your full attention.” My name is y/n l/n. Am I who you’re looking for? Hmm Olrox?” You peer up at him through your eyelashes, his face giving slight indication that you freaked him out by using his name, the one he’s never told you.

“Indeed you are the one I’m looking for.”

“What can I help you with?”

“I need your help finding something out and since you already know my name without me telling you, I assume you’re pretty good at your craft.”

“You could say that.” You humbly agreed.” I guess I’ll bring you back to my house.” You position your hands to open a portal like you had originally planned.” But you got to promise that you’ll behave.”

He smiled.” You’ve got my hair after all, I would be a fool if I did.”

The portal opened and you stood to the side letting him go in first and then following him, closing the portal.

“You can sit there.” You motioned to a table with a pretty f/c cover on it. He complied and sat on a chair watching you.” Can I offer you anything? Food? Tea? Wine?” You offer.

“I’m good, but thanks.” He replied as he tucked some hair behind his pointed ear.

“Suit yourself.”

Olrox sat patiently at the table as you got yourself a bottle of wine. You sat yourself across from him and took a sip out of the bottle.

“So what could a high and mighty vampire like you need from me?”

“I need your talents-“

You looked at him like he grew another head and drank again.” Ya no shit, what do you need?”

“Well if you let me finish you would have herd that I want you to tell me what that masia is up to.” He said with a repulsed look on his face.

“Ok then.” You pull out various tarot card decks.” Pick one.” He picks one of the decks. “Good choice this is one of my favourites.”

And so you got to work, telling him all that he needed to know. At some point he started drinking along side you, hearing about that stupid massia was really pissing him off.

“I feel like you already knew this.” You say as you pack up the cards.

“I’ve had my suspicions. It’s nice to hear things from another person whether it’s true or not.” His voice slower than before, making his voice so much hotter.

“You made me do me something that has no value to you? That’s like going to see a prostitute and not cuming, it’s a waste of time.” You dead pan.

“All though I’m not much of a believer your reading was quite accurate.”

You roll your eyes. This guy threatening your life to give him answers just turn out to be a none believer.” Do you want anything else?” You ask, hoping he would decline.

“My hair back.”

“That’s not gonna happen, not until I know you’re trust worthy.” you replied.

He rolled his eyes.

…

For some reason Olrox kept on coming back for nothing, he didn’t want potions or spells, he just liked being around you and drinking all your wine. He would come late at night and be weirdly sweet towards you but you didn’t suspect any ill intent from him. Maybe he just didn’t like being alone, he was in a foreign country after all.

At one point he even started letting you play with his hair, it makes him fall asleep. Some nights he would uncover a little more about his life, it made you sad, his life was very unfortunate. It had not been kind to him.

…

Fall was here and it was getting colder and although Olrox didn’t have a pulse or didn’t have circulating blood it was nice when he would come over and share a bed with you.

It was a rather calm night, not too cold or windy so you decided to go sweep the porch out side. You hummed a little song as you swept the dirt as you enjoyed the scenery around you.

What you didn’t expect was a some what angry vampire to appear right in front of you.

“What have you done with my hair?” He asked calmly but angrily.

You look around confused.” I haven’t done anything with it. It’s sitting in the house untouched.”

“Bullshit! You’ve done something to me.” His eyes glow a brighter green as he backs you up against the railing.

“What are you talking about?” You started to get mad with his accusations. He was your friend you wouldn’t do anything bad to him.

“You put a love spell on me! I can’t get you out of my head whenever I’m away from you and you even made it so that my unbeating heart does things when I’m around you! I trusted you!” He expressed a feeling of betrayal with narrowed eyes.

You stood there on disbelief.” You’re a fucking idiot.” You chuckled now, moving you and Olrox around, backing him up against the railing.” I’ve been single for the majority of my life happily and I’m nearly as old as you are, so what makes you think that you’re so special that I would go against my own ethics and put a love spell on you?” You ask expecting an answer back never got one.” Don’t get me wrong I’m flattered and I like when you stick around, but I did nothing, this was all you.” You inch closer to his face and placing your hands on his.” So if your going to love me…” Your eyes look into his and then to his lips.” Love me properly.” It came out quietly so that only the two of you could hear. You closed the gap and gently brushed your lips against his trying to see if he would reciprocate.

Olrox was in shock, his body freezing, too many emotions coursing through him. Ranging from guilt to anger to happiness. Olrox was furious that he had fallen in love with you on his own and that it wasn’t your fault. You hadn’t put a spell on him, if you had it wouldn’t be real therefor he wouldn’t have to act on it. But now his feeling were real and he hadn’t had the chance to sit in denial about them, because you were a witch and you held power over his feelings, so he immediately thought that you would toy with his feelings. Now he felt guilty for thinking that about you, you were nice to him in a way that no one had been in a long time. Maybe that’s what made him fall in love with you and thinking you put spell on him was his denial. But it didn’t matter now that your soft lips were against his. Leaving all his thoughts in the past he reciprocated the kiss.

The kiss was soft, the kind that two lovers share. It was slow and passionate as you guys sucked gently on each other’s lips. His hands moved to your lower back to pull you closer to him as your hands went around his neck. You guys moaned in each other’s mouths as your tongues got involved in the act of passion.

You guys had lost track of time as your bodies moved against each other. The only thing pulling you guys out of your make out session was the sound of the front door opening and closing. You separated from Olrox, who seemed to still be in a daze, and turned your head, keeping your hands on the man in front of you.

It was your apprentice who you had completely forgot about, who was currently looking at you and Olrox with a mild look of disgust.

“Are you leaving now?” You ask.

“Of course I am. I don’t wanna listen to whatever you guys are gonna do.” She says in a monotone voice.

“Well be safe.” You say as you watch her go down the stairs and turns around.

“Bye y/n, bye Olrox.” She waved and walked off.

You returned your attention to Olrox and pushed a stray hair behind his pointy ear.

“We should go inside.” You suggest as you pull away from him and walk towards the door, keeping it open for him when he came and closed it behind him.” Go get ready, I’ll meet you in my room.” You tell him then place a kiss on his cheek.

You went to your room and lit a bunch of candles and some love incense while you were at it. You took your shirt off and put on some love oil that smelled of rose and lavender with hints of cinnamon. Deciding to get real fancy with it, you reached for the kohl you bought for quite the price considering it came all the way from the Middle East, and applied it to your water line making your eye colour pop. You put the Khol down and reach for your favourite lipstick and apply it. Looking in the mirror you knew that all this effort was going to be destroyed in a short amount of time but you didn’t care. You looked cute.

You put the lipstick down and In the mirror you see Olrox approaching you. He was wearing the house coat that you hung on the bathroom door. Once he got behind you he wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

“I thought you weren’t for the the whole romance thing.” He teased as he looked around soaking in the scenery that was lit up by the warm glow of the candles. He looked back into the mirror after to look at you face, your pretty face now iluminated by candle light and decorated with makeup. He thought your features were so perfect, he could stare at you for hours with heart eyes if he had time.

“Just cause I can’t feel things or don’t understand it doesn’t mean that I don’t want to try. Besides I like when things look pretty.” You explain as you turn around to face him wrapping your arms around his waist.

“You’re so cute and pretty.” He awed as he moved his hands to your face to pull you close to kiss you.

You pulled him towards your bed, sitting down and having Olrox straddle you. You both continue to kiss even when you’re running out of air. You could feel Olroxs hard dick against your lap as he grinded against you. Your hands let go of his waist and went in-between the two of you. You took your member out and began to stroke it as you other hand went to undo the knot of his house coat. Your hand went to his bare hip as you continued to kiss, waiting for a good time to pull away. Thankfully you guys came to a stop due to Olrox getting curious of what your hands where doing. His green eyes peered down to where he sat and saw you attending to yourself.

“Starting without me?” He teasingly asked as his right hand went to his cock to stroke it and take yours too. Pressing his dick against yours to rub together making you moan. The both of you started to rub up and down as Olrox rested his for head against yours.

You moaned as Olrox’s hand came back up to the tip, giving it extra attention.” F-fuck!” Your head falls back as your eyes roll back. Olrox takes his left hand and brings it up to your face to bring it back up and pulling it down, making you look down at what was making you feel so good. You whimper at the sight of you and Olroxs dicks being stimulated by each others hands, although you weren’t really helping. The pornagraphic sight was cut short as the man on top of you pulled your head back up to make you look in those piercing green eyes.” Kiss me please?” You asked a little desperately.

The man on top of you grins.” Ok, but you have to promise not to cum.”

You nod quickly as your non busy hand goes to hold the side of his face.” I’ll try my hardest.” You smile as you bring his head closer to yours.” It’s not my fault that you’re good at this.” You say as you lips connect again, feeling your partners fangs as he sucks on your lips.

The kissing is slow, both of you wanting to savour it. Olrox stopped stroking you at some point knowing that you would’ve came if he didn’t. He wanted you to fully enjoy the experience, him too. This wasn’t some random hook up, he was genuinely in love with you. At some point he some how pushed you back so that your back was resting on your head board. Olrox had lost his house coat and was fully naked now on top of you.

Olrox pulled away from you making you look at him curiously as he reached over to the night stand to get lube from the drawer and came back to look at you.

“How did you know that was there?” You ask as he pours some in his hand.

“I was snooping around once.” He answered plainly as he went to put the bottle on the night stand. He took his hand with the liquid and went to lube up your shaft.

“Weirdo.” Is all you could get out with out moaning. He pumped you a few times before lining you up with his entrance. Your face took up a concerned look.” Don’t you want me to prep you or something?” You asked, not wanting him to get hurt.

He let out a small laugh.” Already did in the bathroom. Why do you think you had all this time to get pretty?” He asked, but not awaiting for an answer since he sunk down on you.

As Olrox remained cool and calm even though he was holding back an actual reaction (wanting to keep his more dominant facade), you were already gone. Back of the head against the wall with your eyes closed, as you let out a pleasured sigh when you finally bottomed out. Your hands went to hold the Olrox’s boxy hips, hoping he would move, which he did after a few moments. With your neck on full display for the vampire, Olrox decided to take advantage of that, bringing his head down to suck and kiss the area, making you shudder and moan.

“Mhm Olrox!?” You moan his name out, wanting his attention. In response Olrox groaned cause he didn’t want to leave your neck.” Can you please go faster?”

Olrox didn’t verbally respond, instead he just did what you asked and speed up his movements as you griped his hips tighter making him change his position a bit. With the new speed and angle your dick felt a million times better making him moan out into your neck. The sensation of your dick rubbing against his prostate along with the small amount of friction of his dick rubbing against your stomach was getting to much, he knew he wasn’t going to last long.

“Fuck Y/n!” Olrox groaned throwing his head back. Now it was your turn to kiss his neck. Unfortunately vampires don’t have any blood, so the chance of hickes were slim so it kinda took the fun out, but either way Olrox was enjoying it. You kept sucking his skin, going upwards on his neck, slowly making your way to his face. You felt him tighten around you when you sucked under his jaw.

“You like that?” You ask teasingly, continuing the treatment. Although you could feel his green eyes glare at you, he still responded with a small yeah.

Olrox speed up his pace with the hot feeling building up in his lower abdomen, a feeling that he’s felt a million times before.

With the knew speed you also got hit with the sudden urge to cum, making everything hotter and making your eyes go wide.

“Olrox! Gonna cum! Can we hold hands?!” You asked desperately looking up at him.

“Only if you cum in me.” Olrox was semi joking but he knew you would take it seriously.

“Yes anything! Just want to hold hands.” Your hands wonder around for his and at last you find them and interlock your fingers.

You close your eyes and lean forward to put your head on his chest, concentrating on the feeling of where your hands connect and the feeling of your building release as you moan out. Eventually your release comes and Olrox moans out at the feeling of being filled.

“Good boy! I’m so close! Just a few more seconds you can do that right!? Be good?!”

You nod up at him dumbly as you go into over stimulation, letting out little whines instead of loud moans.

Olroxs moans become louder until eventually his eyes roll back, the dim candle light making him look gorgeous as he paints your stomach white and collapses. You let go of his hands and wrap them around his back as you come back to reality. One of your hands come to grab his jaw to move his head back. His hazy green eyes looking up at you full of love. You plant a little kiss on his cheek then go to tuck his hair behind his ear.

You smile, he looked so beautiful.” We should probably go clean you up. You got my lip stick all over and you’re stuffed like an eclair, can’t be pleasant for to long.” You comment.

“Let just stay like this for a second. I like it like this.” Olrox closes his eyes again as he goes back to snuggle into your chest.

But for some reason you start to feel a little self conscious.” Olrox? You know I will never love you the same? Are you okay with that?” You ask looking anywhere but him.

He chuckles and looks up.” You lit candles, made yourself pretty and made the place smell good. Most husbands don’t even clean their ass for their wife that they’ve been married to for years.” He grabbed your face to make you look at him.” For some one who doesn’t ‘love’ you do it pretty well. So don’t worry about it.” He gave you a peck on the cheek and went back to how he was originally.

“Ok.” Is all you said as you smiled and put your head in the crook of his neck. Muttering a small I love you.