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my thoughts about going on a coffee date with coffee expert Freo!
Notes:
edit: i had exams and yet here i am. writing abt virtual men. tsk.
anyway! pls enjoy! freo deserves some love too!
tags: drabble, sfw, attempts at flirting, freo is nervous on the inside but cool calm and collected on the outside (until he isnt), reader is very similar to freo except they yap a bit more, ooh americanos ooh, coffee date!, may be ooc i hope not i love freo sm, slightly insecure reader and freo comforts you
Freodore was delightfully surprised when you asked him to have coffee with you. when you asked, head angled down slightly and eyes darting around shyly, he was quick to say yes. too quick. his ears burned as he let his bangs fall a bit across his eyes. how embarrassing…
but he couldn't mess this up! someone he has long liked had asked him out for coffee! and you didn't tolerate that coffee with milk nonsense. pure, straight black coffee. which contrasted with your overall sweet personality. you always liked to check up on Freo every now and then, knowing the fact he was very prone to putting off rest here and there to make sure a design was perfect before heading off to bed.
you never was overbearing either, always considerate of him. you seemed to be attuned to the designer, knowing when he wanted some alone time of if he truly wanted a companion. often times he would see you in the corner of his eye, sitting in a chair and quietly watching videos. never forced a conversation unless it was wanted.
but enough of that. Freo had to focus on you in the present, not the past. he wanted to give his whole attention, since you always did for him.
so it didn't sneak by him when you commented how "pretty" he looked in all the clothes he wears. truly a great designer! your eyes had softened as you took in his outfit, a simple turtleneck, loose sweater, and flowy slacks with shiny shoes. his hair was styled the same, and his smiled quirked up a bit at the subtle flirtation.
"ah, thank you. but you are just as pretty, if not more."
you smile back, trying to mask your nervous giggles. your hands cradle your Americano, the dark liquid rippling with the movement. "stop it! you're too nice."
"i mean it," Freo reaffirms with a nod. he tilts his head. "do you not think so?"
you trace the rim of your cup with a fingertip. "sometimes." you do not elaborate.
the designer hums in thought, not pushing you for more details. he takes a sip of his coffee. "it's natural for everyone to feel that way. sometimes, i doubt whether or not a design is actually decent or not. or if my mixing sounds natural."
you look up at him, curious. "really? but all your designs are amazing! the colors, the fabrics…your taste is incredible! your taste in coffee too! you're just so…"
you pause, chewing on the side of your cheek. Freo waits patiently. "…so talented, it's mesmerizing."
"huoh?" Freo's face starts to heat up by such an honest response. his fingers twitch on the handle of his mug.
you immediately wave your hands in frantic circles. your face is beet red too. "i just mean! your efforts are so inspiring! like, sometimes i wish i can be as dedicated as you are! you never give up, and that alone is awesome! you are good at so much! it's why i like being around you so much! you're so knowledgeable and just…a comfort!"
"stop," Freo whispers, hiding his face by turning to the side. the blush is still visble, much to his flaming embarrassment.
you nod briskly, shoving your hands onto your lap, shoulders touching your ears. its silent between you two, aside the quiet chatter of others in the coffee shop. then. you laugh softly. and he folows suit, shoulders slightly quaking.
"we're so awkward," you observe with a giggle.
"we are," Freo agrees, finally looking at you. "I'm glad you invited me. I'm having a great time with you."
you beam, still flushed happily. "is it too early to ask if you would like to go out for coffee again?"
Freo smiles and it reaches his sunset eyes. what a sight. "i would love that."
Freo gazes down at the mug in his hand, looking at his reflection. the ceramic feels as warm as his heart.
OMG SHU LEO WILSON AND CLAUDE PLAYED BO6 AND I MISSED THAT STREAM???? COD ZOMBIES IS MY CHILDHOOD AND I MISSED AWESOME HOPCON TEAM PLAY IT IM SO PISSED IM WATCHING THE STREAM RNNNNN
I wouldn't mind eating a chizuburger rn... unfortunately it is 12 am wwwww
I accidentally just nearly fell asleep watching a 30 min clip of Seible playing then woke up sensing something to realize that the clip ended and it was a Kaelix clip next 😭😭 im like wait a minute that's not the soothing voice I was just falling asleep to...
Anyway.... good night... I have to wake up on time for work... save me oomfs
Can I request vox x reader where vox was away for a trip oversees or something and missed gf reader a lot so when he finally comes home he pounces on her and they fuck in the hallway of their shared house?
Baby, You Get Me So (so soaked)
Summary: Vox has been on a trip. and all along, he's been missing you.
Notes: requested by an anon on tumblr !!eugh, stinky vox…/silly
tags: nsfw content, kinda lwk a drabble but shh im trying, whats it called when yall fuck against the wall, size difference (fucking troll), vox is needy, grinding, hair pulling (you), degrading (you), youre kind of an asshole but hes into it (freak), masturbation (Vox)
every day since he's been on this trip, Vox Akuma has been missing you so dreadfully much. missed your voice, the fire in your eyes, that smart mouth, your skin hot against his, your hips flush against his. everytime his eyes shut, all he saw was your smirk.
he missed you so much, he ejaculated to your photos on his phone. all alone in his bedroom, rubbing one out and imagining it was your petite little hand enveloping his stiff member. he traced the vein on the underside and groaned. just like how you would tease him with your tongue, batting your eyelashes up at him like the little minx you are.
so when you waited for him at the air port in those little shorts that could hardly qualify as shorts, a loose crop top that showed off your tummy when your arms raised. he caught a glimpse of the white g string, bright against your skin and hugging your waist. oh, when he was alone with you.
and that's exactly what happened.
you pressed hard against the wall of the hallway of your shared home. Vox on you like moth to a flame. grabbing at your clothes, ripping them to shreds with his nails. you complained against his mouth and he shushed you, promising to buy something more expensive to make up for it. his own clothes were gone in a flash and your hands explored the hard planes of his chest. brushing against his nipple and he growled low in his throat, grinding his length against your soaking folds. his head pressed against your clit and you forced back a moan.
yanking his head back by his hair, you forced him to look at you. "couldn't even fucking wait till you settled in?"
"no," he rasped, nails digging into the fat of your thighs as he touched his forehead against yours. "missed you."
"what a dog," you scoffed, your own nails scraping against his scalp. "rutting against me like that. when are you gonna put it in?"
"and I'm the dog," he chuckled, lining himself up to your heat.you rolled your eyes. "you don't understand how uncomfortable it is--"
Your complaint dies on your tongue the moment he thrusts hard into you. no patience. it's like the moment Vox felt your cunt swallow greedily at his tip made his self control snap. mouthing at your neck as his cock drilled right into your cervix. your legs hugged his waist tight as your head throws itself back and nearly collides with the wall if it weren't for Vox's quick reflexes.
"i know my dick is good, but no need to kill yourself over it," Vox teases. you clench around him experimentally and he groans into your jaw.
"shut the fuck up," you quip brightly and you nip at his ear lobe. "now fuck me like you actually missed me."
"say less," he growls, caging you against the wall with no hope of escaping. "I'm going to make sure you won't be able to walk straight or think of anything except me."
Notes: not requested but i was suddenly hit by this idea literally after writing the previous chapter im such a whore…oohhh myyy goodd boss he makes me nut so hard
tags: short drabble, sub n dom dynamics, office sex, cowgirl, hair pulling, some degradation and PRAISE, biting/marking, jealous Boss drools
"i saw you looking at the man i was meeting with a little too closely," your boss, Luca Kaneshiro states, purple eyes boring into yours. you shake your head fiercely.
"Boss, I'd never--"
a harsh thrust up into your heat has you mewling, toes curled as you sat on your Boss's large cock. it practically splits you open, twitching inside your cunt. your Lucub mask, lays on his desk forgotten. now he has full view of the way your eyes lull back into your skull. jealousy thrums underneath his skin. only he would have your complete attention. not some random. you are to stay infatuated to him only. to stay loyal to him only.he takes a fistful of your hair to bring you close. "I don't recall giving you permission to speak."
you grind pathetically on his lap, seeking any friction. you whine like a bitch in heat, tears brimming your lower lash.
Luca tuts, loosening his hold. "is this what you wanted, you horny slut? to get me to fuck you like this?" he grabs your hips, his leather gloves covering your entire hip bones. raises you up and you whimper at the loss. he waits a few as your confusion shows on your furrowed brow. then he slams you down. no mercy. he squeezes his eyes shut and groans at the way you clench around his thick length. you mouth pops open as you let out the sluttiest moan he's ever heard, gripping his shoulders as if they were your only lifeline. back arched and tits in his face. he grins.
"now. will you look at another man like that again?" Luca questions, watching as tears fall.
you shake your head enthusiatically, rubbing your cheek pathetically against his. begging for forgiveness. his heart warms at the gesture. after all, he is a huge softie underneath all that grit.
"good girl," he whispers against the shell of your ear. you pant in response.
he raises your hips. you hold your breath. impales you once more, but meets your hips halfway. the smell of sex permeates the air, skin on skin loud and impossible to ignore. even more impossible with the lewd sounds of your cries and his groans as he relishes your tight cunt. uses you like his own personal fleshlight. his good little fleshlight, who rides him just as hard as he's thrusting. eager to be pumped full of his come.
Okay we've talked about puppy!Ike but what about puppy!Ivy...
Her rubbing up against you every chance she gets because she's just so clingy! You might just have to put her in her place...
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ft. ivy eveland x f! reader — luxiem, nijisanji en
╰₊✧ all i think about is you (i want you in my room)┊1k words
contains: smut!! 18+) dom reader & sub ivy┊puppy hybrid ivy, heats/mating cycles, masturbation (pillow humping)
➤ author's note: i was listening to “ew” by towa bird nonstop while writing this T-T (also went a little off prompt, please forgive me!)
she felt so frustrated as she heedlessly whined out your name, grinding her throbbing cunt against your pillow on your shared bed, feeling the pleasure building up without going anywhere. it had her mind swimming through the thick, lust-induced fog, thinking of nothing other than trying to reach her orgasm. she wanted to cum so badly, but it seemed impossible when you weren’t there with her to provide some help and guidance. you knew her body better than she did, and she was aching to feel your fingers reaching deep inside of her, making her cry out while seeing stars, and doing a much better job at pleasuring her than she could ever do herself.
you were doing some extra work at the moment and would be home later than usual, but she simply couldn’t wait for you any longer when she could feel her heat hitting her, instead choosing to take matters into her own hands. she was intoxicated by the smell of your pillow, a mix of your natural scent and faint traces of perfume, and ended up with it between her legs while rolling her hips on its soft edges. the fabric was all slick and shiny with her arousal. it’s not a usual occurrence for things like this to happen to her, but she somehow managed to misplace her suppressants while in a fit of inspiration for her upcoming novel, and before she knew it, she was all hot and horny in the most unbelievable way possible.
in a state like that, minutes pass like seconds, and before ivy knew it, you had arrived home and traveled over to the master bedroom after hearing her moans along with the creaking of the bed. she always tries her best to be quiet and subtle about these things out of embarrassment, but she does such an awful job at keeping her voice down that you wonder if she’s even trying at all. she didn’t even close the door properly, and it flew right open with the air conditioning.
you didn’t mind her shamelessness though, especially with how cute she was with her face all pink from blushing and how her olive eyes were tightly scrunched together as she made a mess all over the cushions. her fluffy tail was wagging with delight and her ears were floppy, but you would be damned if she wasn’t the cutest thing you’ve ever laid eyes on. “aw, someone sure is needy. can’t get yourself off, huh? do you want some help?”
she didn’t even have it in her to be surprised by your sudden appearance. all she could do was nod frantically with tears forming at the corners of her eyes from how desperate she was. the days leading up to today had her wanting to fuck nearly every day because she had too much lust contained within her, and you could finally see why. it’s a good thing that you were just as madly infatuated with her as she was with you, as well as having the stamina to keep up with her seemingly bottomless sexual appetite. who could ever have guessed that such an innocent and nerdy-looking girl like her could be so lewd?
now that you were looking more closely at her, you could even see a faint trickle of drool seeping out of her mouth, but she didn’t give you much of an opportunity to examine her when she immediately swapped out the pillow for your thigh and started grinding on that as well. her pretty pussy was all sensitive and raw now, aching for release and for your help, jumping on you before you could do much of anything. it isn’t too uncommon for her to momentarily take control and display dominance over you, rubbing up on you just to feel the heat of your body and your soft skin against hers, but you always flip it around on her, knowing that you serve her best when she’s the one underneath you.
her gray hair was fanned out in all directions with a few strands sticking to her sweaty face, and her thighs were twitching like crazy with every jolt of her body from your talented fingers teasing her g-spot so sweetly as your thumb danced circles around her clit. there wasn’t any need for lube or anything with how wet she was, almost surprising you with how easily your digits slipped in, although you weren’t about to complain about your darling girl practically doing all of the prep for you.
while you cooed words of praise of how adorable she looked and how good she was being for you, she couldn’t really hear it over the sounds of her own pitched moans and the squelching sound of sex. it was so dirty in the best way possible, pushing her hips into your hand as her climax grew closer and closer before you gripped her waist with your free hand to steady her. “are you going to come already, puppy? all it took was five minutes for you to make a mess all over my fingers like you did with my pillow, huh?”
she couldn’t even answer you in confirmation, instead spewing a string of curses as she unraveled like a ribbon with a gasp, white flickering in her vision like stars in the night sky. her essence was dripping from your hand and under the curve of her ass onto the bedsheets, but you didn’t mind as you brought your fingers to your mouth and licked the sweetness clean from them. for a couple of moments, you just sat there admiring her beauty while she calmed down, reaching out to scratch the ears atop your head until she regained her energy more quickly than you initially expected, feeling her grab your wrist as though it were a lifeline and pulling it back towards where she wanted you most. “m-more… i want more!” she cried out, nerves shot with euphoria and her pupils blown out.
and who were you to deny your pretty ivy of what she wants? she was already up and pulling you closer to her, pouting when you giggled at her need before gently rubbing at her cunt to watch her tense up again in desire.
“alright, but let’s do a different position this time, shall we?”
Hi hi! I rlly love your works, and I've probably binge-read the entire Niji masterlist, I figured I'd ask for a fluffy sfw request (either one-shot or drabble or head cannon, I just want someone to see the vision LMAO)
So Nijisanji had that collab for cosmetics, and I've thought about like Shu/Vox/Sonny/Ren gifting reader their specific makeup palettes, and like taking them out to a date and theyre like "oh my god reader is pretty" when they come out wearing that specific palette fkksckdkfe That's pretty much the entire gist.
Anyways I hope you're having a great day, I can't wait to see more of your fanfics 🎀💕
shu didn’t think too much about it when he presented you all of the cosmetic items produced by his collaboration. who else was he going to give them to when he already had a set for himself? it just seemed natural to hand them over to you in a little gift bag, even though there wasn’t any occasion. did there need to be an occasion for a boyfriend to give his girlfriend something nice? he doesn’t think there needs to be, although you certainly were acting like it’s your anniversary with how you were marveling over everything. who would have ever thought a humble sorcerer like him would have ever had makeup products inspired by his appearance?
little did he know, it would be the gift that was always giving back. he never really paid too much attention to the way your makeup was done, only noticing the way it accentuated and highlighted your gorgeous features, but once he handed over you the new items, he was unable to take his eyes off of you whenever you wore them. something about the bold purple hues packed on your eyelids which faded out into a yellow, just had him mezmerized, as well as the shimmering pink on your cheekbones. he couldn’t stop staring at you, even though he was trying so very hard not to look creepy, but there was a part of him that couldn’t help but feel possessive.
maybe that’s a bit of a strange thing for him to feel, yet it felt like having you wear his colors so boldly on your face was like a declaration to the world of who you were in love with when there could be no doubt about it when he stood next to you. he wants to spin you around and cup your face in his hands, admiring your handiwork while you giggle and ask what’s up with him.
he’s just fallen a litte deeper in love with you everytime he sees you proudly sporting his colors, does that sound so crazy?
Hewwo:D! Can I request Mysta Rias x fem reader, where Reader suprised Mysta by coming to the next city he currently stay and plan to move and stay with mysta too
ft. mysta rias x gn! reader — luxiem, nijisanji en
╰₊✧ they say that the world was built for two┊0.6k words
mysta has never really cared much for interior decorating, preferring to prioritize practicality and utilities over wasting his time making everything look nice. it’s not like he was often in this suit anyway, since being one of the top detectives in the entire country has him out of his apartment until long after the sun is down, but when he sits down in his living room that has nothing but a tattered couch and a television playing the nightly news, there’s an emptiness in his heart that matches his surroundings. it was a place for him to live at the end of the day, but it was still far from a home. even if he were to fix up the place to make it feel more lived in, he doesn’t have the foggiest idea of how he would start.
it makes him miss when he was living with you and had your company instead of being alone all the time. moving to a different city was a decision he had to make for the sake of his career, even though he would have preferred to stay with you and with his friends, but as the days pass, he finds himself feeling more lonely, despite the population of this area being a little over a million and his neighbors being decently friendly. it takes hours to drive back and forth between the two metropolises, and he’s been living off of video calls and late-night gaming sessions to keep himself sane, but it still doesn’t feel like enough to fill the void.
that’s why when, on a random saturday evening, he couldn’t hide the joy he was feeling when he answered a knock on his door to find you standing in the hallway with a suitcase in hand. mysta likes to be nonchalant about everything, even the most gruesome and bizarre of cases, but you can easily see how happy he is to see you past his stone-set face.
apparently, a little birdie let you know that your boyfriend was struggling to adapt to his new life in the city, so you decided to make a little commute to come live with him for a while as a surprise. besides, you were missing him a lot as well, and you did most of your work at home anyway, so it wasn’t too much of a commitment to move in with him. you were a little worried that he would be awkward about it, especially since he didn’t ask you to do anything, but you knew the great detective better than he knew himself, and you knew he was more than grateful for your presence, even if he was too proud to make his excitement known and chose to show it by helping you unpack.
when he’s with other people, he tends to keep their things strictly separated without the possibility of so much as their jackets getting mixed up, but when he’s with you, he doesn’t mind throwing everything in the same drawer and having you wear his things occasionally. little by little, the apartment starts to fill up a bit more every time he comes home from work. from paintings hanging along the walls, green vegetation and fresh flowers filling up the corners, and the sound of pots and pans clanging against each other when you finish making dinner. he can’t cook for the life of him, so he’s chosen to help clean instead, and he finds more things to dust and wipe off because of your magic, but he doesn’t mind too much when you’re breathing so much life into the place. even the little things, like seeing your toothbrushes in the same cup together and seeing your side of the bed look slept in, are enough to bring a little smile to his face.
hii! i discovered that kaisei fanfic you wrote and i just NEEDED moree (hes so underrated 🥹) so i was wondering if you can write some kaisei fluff like reader is hanging around his locksmith room watching him work 🙏
i'm so bad at requesting i'm so sorry 😭 feel free to ignore this if you're not taking any reqs, thank you and hope you have a nice day :3
ft. kaisei x f! reader — 3skm, nijisanji jp
╰₊✧ cause you make me feel like i've been locked out of heaven┊0.6k words
➤ author's note: genuinely i had no idea what to do with this request so i just ran with it, but i don’t know where i went T-T
for his entire life, your boyfriend has suffered from chronic insomnia, and after nearly a decade of trying out dozens upon dozens of different treatments, he has simply given up on trying to eliminate the disorder completely and instead has decided to focus on mitigating the long-term health effects. eight hours every single night seemed too unreasonable, so he settled for six, taking all of the typical advice doctors would give him to help him feel more drowsy, like drinking chamomile tea and turning off his electronics before bed.
of course, you’re there to support him every step of the way and help out with the little things, and you find it most effective to remain awake until he’s willing to come to bed with you, cuddling with him until you doze off in his arms because he felt too guilty keeping you up for too long on account of waiting for him. you always fall asleep before he does, but tonight, you were more than determined to tire him out and watch his eyes close before yours.
if your boyfriend has to name the greatest love of his life aside from you, it would be his work as a locksmith. even though he has his own workshop in the slums of the city, he still can’t help but bring home some pieces so that he can continue his work at home. while most would think that he only brings back a handful of items, he has actually managed to turn the extra room into a near-identical replica of his workshop, aside from how it was missing a handful of expensive equipment that he was saving up for.
he can easily lose track of time and spend hours upon hours in there without so much as glancing up even once, and even though you entered in hopes of seducing him back to the bedroom, all dressed up in silks with his favorite perfume on, it’s easy to see why he’s so in love with his craft. it’s as if you enter an entirely different world, quiet with the faint smell of metal and rust, and kaisei sitting at the table with a bright lamp shining where his hands met as he fiddled around with a particularly complex padlock.
although you entered in complete silence, he knew you were drawing close just from the gentle scent of flowers radiating from your body, taking in a deep breath while your arms wrapped around his waist in a gentle embrace, “sorry for taking so long again. i’ll be done in a little bit.”
there a hint of mild disappointment in his voice, not at you for interrupting him, but at himself for being unable to control his workaholic and insomniac tendencies. it was nearly midnight now, but he still wasn’t even close to tired enough to go to bed with you, and there was hardly anything else he could think of aside from finishing this task for his client tomorrow, to whom he swore that he could fix it by the next day.
you let out a hum in return, moving to rest your chin in the crook of his neck while peering over his shoulder, “it’s alright, i don’t mind waiting for you. come to bed when you’re finished, okay babe?” you leaned forward to give him a sweet kiss on the cheek before disappearing as quickly as you appeared, leaving him to linger with your words for a moment before putting his things down and running after you. he’ll be damned if he lets some locks take away any more time from spending with you than it already has.
ft. claude clawmark x f! reader — ttt, nijisanji en
contains: smut!! 18+) 2.6k words┊switch claude & reader
➤ author's note: finally getting back around to finishing the character alphabets i promised T-T
━━━ .°˖✧ a is for aftercare ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are they like after sex?
╰₊✧ he’s a little silly, although he doesn’t do it intentionally, stretching himself out the same way a cat would while making jokes that make you giggle with a roll of your eyes. they’re always so awful, a little less than the quality of dad jokes, but you’re so infatuated with him that you smile anyway. after he does that, he’s quiet for a moment before quickly remembering that he’s a gentleman, jumping out of bed in the most cartoonish manner to fetch you all the essentials while you recover. he gets the job done, but not without making you double over in laughter because he managed to stub his toe on the table while giving you water.
━━━ .°˖✧ b is for body ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what is their favorite part of them and on you?
╰₊✧ on him, he’s very proud of his physique, but particularly his arms. he’s put a lot of effort into them by going to the gym multiple times a week and watching his diet, and knowing how much you adore his body as well, he’ll send you some suggestive photos of himself missing an article of clothing or two if he’s in a cheeky mood. however, it should be noted that he’s unable to dish out what he serves, so if you’re being a tease by sending him something back, then he’d probably have to rush to the nearest restroom because of how fast he got a boner.
╰₊✧ he’s obsessed with your tits, despite how vulgar it sounds, although he loves your entire being. big or small, he loves to idly hold them in his hands or rest his head on them as though they were cushions. if his mouth isn’t on your pussy, then they’re on your breasts, swirling his tongue around the perked nipples like a baby.
━━━ .°˖✧ c is for cum ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ anything to do with cum.
╰₊✧ with how much he loves your boobs, he has a thing for cumming on your chest and watching the white drip down it. he usually pulls out at the last second, and regardless of whether he’s thrusting into your hole or into your mouth, he’s always finishing on your chest if the position permits.
━━━ .°˖✧ d is for dirty secret ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what lewd things have they been hiding from you?
╰₊✧ everytime he comes across something that isn’t safe for work, whether it’s a porn video, lustful fanart, or dirty paragraphs of smut, his mind always substitutes the naked woman on the screen for you, even if she looks nothing like you. he doesn’t tell you this because he doesn’t want you to think he’s actively searching for these things on purpose, but twitter’s algorithm is so messed up that he sees things he can’t unsee every other day, but when the image flashes in his mind of your nude body in the same pose, then he isn’t sure he wants to forget it.
━━━ .°˖✧ e is for experience ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?
╰₊✧ claude has probably slept with one or two people before meeting you, so he has a general idea of what he’s doing, but he’s more than eager to learn how he can improve so that he can have you feeling pleasure like you’ve never felt before.
━━━ .°˖✧ f is for favorite position ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ self-explanatory.
╰₊✧ he isn’t really too picky about it and is flexible enough to pull most of them off, preferring to just assume what feels the most comfortable and natural at the moment.
━━━ .°˖✧ g is for goofy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?
╰₊✧ your boyfriend can be funny, but it’s never intentionally, and he frequently gets embarrassed by his mistakes while you’re trying to save his ego by holding back your giggles. sometimes his dirty talk falters, sometimes he slips out, sometimes his voice cracks, and he’s mortified every time, but he’s so cute and, depending on how obvious it was, you usually just pretend you didn’t notice anything.
━━━ .°˖✧ h is for hair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?
╰₊✧ yes, the rumors are true, his bush is also opalescent, although it’s slightly darker than the hair on his head and noticeably curlier. it’s neatly trimmed, but it grows quickly out of control, and because of the unnatural color, you’ve never been able to really get used to it and can never help but stare for a couple of seconds. claude himself isn’t quite sure how he feels about that, but leans more positive.
━━━ .°˖✧ i is for intimacy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how romantic are they in the moment?
╰₊✧ if you want him to be romantic or it’s a special occasion, then he can go all out with the romance. rose petals, candles, chocolates, champagne, and everything else that’s all things extravagant and thoughtful. he’ll tenderly hold you in his arms, pepper your face in kisses, and whisper words of love into your ear while gently thrusting into you. it doesn't just end with the sex either, as he’ll carry you over to the bath and help you clean up while praising how beautiful you are.
╰₊✧ although, if you want him to be rough and unforgiving, then he might be a little confused at first, but he has no problem throwing you over his shoulder and tossing you onto the bed with a reminder to use the safe word if it gets too intense.
━━━ .°˖✧ j is for jack off˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they masturbate without you? if so, how?
╰₊✧ sometimes it happens while you’re away, sometimes he doesn’t have it in him to bother you when you’re relaxing, sometimes he gets frustrated over a game or potion recipe, but he thinks he does it more than the average person does. he tries to be quiet when he’s fisting his cock, although he doesn’t do a very good job at hiding the pathetic little whimpers that slip out while he’s whispering your name.
━━━ .°˖✧ k is for kink ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what kind of freaky things are they into giving and receiving?
╰₊✧ mild bsdm (as the submissive one) - seeing you be dominant over him has him absolutely feral to the most shameless levels possible (especially if you go the extra mile to dress up in all black leather and high heels? oh, he might pass out before you even touch him). he’s not really much of a masochist and wouldn’t enjoy anything hardcore like spanking or being whipped, but he’s all for being tied up and edged while you degrade him for being such a desperate little whore.
╰₊✧ pegging - he was so nervous bringing it up, but it’s something he’s always wanted to try. although he was a little stiff at first, it certainly helped that you were extremely gentle and constantly checked in to see how he was doing. once he got used to it, he quickly found himself obsessed and would even ask you to be rougher with him.
╰₊✧ aphrodisiacs - it’s not frequently used or very potent for that matter, but every now and then, he brings back a potion, perfume, or chocolate that invokes deep desire and makes you both feel everything in a more sensitive and sensual manner. (it’s not that he doesn’t think you two can’t arouse each other just fine, but he thinks it just adds a little bit of extra fun.)
╰₊✧ lingerie & body worship - maybe he just has a thing for seeing you all dolled up, but when he sees you emerge from the shadows all dressed up in silk, satin, or lace, he can feel himself start salivating like an untrained dog. you look so gorgeous that he doesn’t even want to take it off all the way, just kissing and sucking at your succulent skin while raving about how pretty you were, getting off at the way you would sigh and moan.
╰₊✧ breast/thigh fucking - i will not be elaborating
━━━ .°˖✧ l is for location ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their favorite places to have sex?
╰₊✧ anywhere in the privacy of your own home works for him. he’s not too much of an exhibitionist who gets off on the idea of possibly being caught or overheard, but it has happened on a few occasions where no one even noticed that the two of you snuck off to fuck in some broom closet or whatever because of how busy the location is.
━━━ .°˖✧ m is for motivation ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what turns them on?
╰₊✧ seeing you do the little things turns him on, watching your jacket slip off your shoulders while you’re taking it off, watching you apply your lipgloss, or even just moving closer to him when you’re cuddling. he doesn’t usually think of himself as much of a pervert, but he’s just so obsessed with you that it’s difficult not to feel his heart racing when he’s merely looking at you.
━━━ .°˖✧ n is for no ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their turn-offs and things they wouldn’t do?
╰₊✧ he would never do anything to hurt you, even if he isn’t opposed to being hurt by you himself, because it just doesn’t feel right to him to be giving the pain. he also isn’t a fan of roleplay just because he finds it impossible to hold character and to keep a straight face.
━━━ .°˖✧ o is for oral ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how do they give you head and react to receiving it? which do they prefer?
╰₊✧ giving head - he gets off on knowing how good he’s making you feel, and even if there’s zero fiction going on for him, he can feel his cock standing at high attention at the way you gasp when he puts his mouth on you. his tongue piercing only elevates the feeling, with the contrast of the hard metal against the soft muscle making you shudder with delight.
╰₊✧ receiving head - he tries his best to compose himself, he really does, but he always ends up a breathy mess who can’t stop squirming for the life of him. claude blushes easily, and it’s evident with the pink dusting his face while you’re sucking him off, his hand on your head while he’s unsure if he wants to push you away because it’s too much to handle or if he wants to pull you closer because he wants more.
━━━ .°˖✧ p is for pace ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?
╰₊✧ he’s usually somewhere in the middle, but it can differ depending on the occasion. it’s never completely one or the other because he always feels like he needs to be romantic when he’s going too fast and like he needs to speed things up when he’s being too gentle.
━━━ .°˖✧ q is for quickie ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their opinions on quickies?)
╰₊✧ your boyfriend isn’t against them in the slightest, and the two of you have initiated them on more than one occasion, but he doesn’t think anything beats the sensuality of taking his time in the bedroom. although, he will admit, nothing quite beats the rush of having time constraints either.
━━━ .°˖✧ r is for risk ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they game to experiment? what kinds of risks are they willing to take?
╰₊✧ he’s willing to take risks, especially if it’s on him. maybe he has some sort of experimentation kink after years of testing out potions and spells on himself, but he has so much fun whenever you’re testing out different toys and kinks on him, almost as if he likes the feeling of being used by you. however, if you did turn the tables and had him test out new things on you, he would end up getting nervous, even if it wasn’t too hardcore, because he’s scared of hurting you or causing you discomfort.
━━━ .°˖✧ s is for stamina ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?
╰₊✧ claude used to barely be able to do any more than a single round, but once he started working out and improving his stamina, then he could last a good four rounds for quite some time before he has to tap out.
━━━ .°˖✧ t is for toys ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they own them? do they prefer to use them on you or themselves?
╰₊✧ he was one of those guys who couldn’t even pick up an adult toy without feeling like a child who looked a little too deeply into their parents’ closet, but he curiously bought some online to see what the hype was about, and once it got mixed in with your bedroom activities, he kept them in the bedside drawer for convenient access.
━━━ .°˖✧ u is for unfair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how much do they like to tease? do they like to be teased themself?
╰₊✧ he doesn’t usually tease you very much, preferring to give you everything you want and a little too much of it by overstimulating you instead. although, he loves being teased and edged by you himself, even if it borders on sexual torture. sometimes you’re even a little bit concerned about it because you’re worried it might be too much for him, but when you see the orgasmic look on his face, you know he’s exactly where he wants to be.
━━━ .°˖✧ v is for volume ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how loud are they? what kinds of sounds do they make?
╰₊✧ oh, he’s loud and makes sounds so pretty that you wonder if he used to be a pornstar or did those not safe for work boyfriend audios before you met him with all those moans and whimpers. he tries to pipe down most of the time, particularly if you’re not fucking in a convenient location or if he knows the neighbors are home, but it’s impossible when you’re making him so good.
━━━ .°˖✧ w is for wild card ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s a random sex headcanon?
╰₊✧ claude owns a lot of really randomly patterned underwear, so sometimes in the heat of the moment, you’ll be stripping him of his clothing only to find that his boxers have little angry goombas from super mario all over them. they never ruin the mood entirely, but you can never help but crack a smile and a little giggle while he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.
━━━ .°˖✧ x is for x-ray ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s going on under those clothes?
╰₊✧ he’s relatively buff with his years of gym training, noticeable muscles that can pick you up and toss you around with ease, but he prefers to hold a more gentle disposition. his cock is a perfect six inches and stands straight, not too girthy, although it’s just enough to give you a little resistance.
━━━ .°˖✧ y is for yearning ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how high is their sex drive?
╰₊✧ as a young man who is deeply infatuated with you in both body and soul, he has a higher sex drive than some and usually pulls you into the bedroom with lustful intentions about four to five times a week, sometimes even more, considering how easy it is to get him worked up.
━━━ .°˖✧ z is for zzz ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how quickly do they fall asleep after the act?
╰₊✧ after all the aftercare is done and wrapped up, he’ll do a final check-in with you to ensure you’re perfectly alright before even thinking of going to bed. he usually falls asleep a little after you do, just because he wants to see your eyes flutter shut and pull you closer to him to cuddle.
would you possibly write about vanta being a virgin/not having done it in a while but somehow knowing how to press all the right buttons...
ft. vantacrow bringer x f! reader — krisis, nijisanji en
╰₊✧ smut!! 18+) despite being a virgin, he knows exactly how to touch you┊0.8k words
in between his missions of saving the world from evil villains trying to destroy the city, vanta doesn’t really have any time to be getting down and dirty, especially when he can’t form that kind of attraction with someone unless he is truly and utterly in love with them. most of his relationships fell short before he reached that point, which led to him being one of the last of his hero team to get laid. it lead to him getting quite a few laughs for how such a tall, handsome young man like him was still a virgin, but none of them could ever say his reasons for wanting to save it for someone special weren’t understandable.
once you came into his life, however, he quickly found himself deeply in love with you and also found you irresistible, igniting a spark of desire within his soul that he’s been waiting to feel all this time. meanwhile, even though you both wanted to start getting intimate, he was a little nervous about his inexperience. he had no regrets about waiting until now, but he wanted to make you feel good and nothing else. he was embarrassed about how he already knew how he was going to be clumsy with his movements and doing all the wrong things, and god forbid the possibility that he might hurt you by accident.
yet when you helped guide him through his actions as he asked you to, it nearly seemed like he didn’t need any help at all with how naturally he was doing things. when he laid you down in bed and kissed at your skin while stripping you of your clothing until you were bare, you could almost be fooled that he’s done this a thousand times before if it weren’t for his nerves and need for assurance that you wanted this just as much as he did.
even though you questioned if he actually needed your help, you still taught him where you touch you and where your most sensitive spots were, moving his hands to your intimate areas and watching how his pupils dilated when he could see how wet you were.
“start by touching me here,” you kept your voice low and gentle, feeling your breath hitch as his thumb circled around your clit as you instructed. “justttt like that, don’t be afraid to be a little rougher, i can handle it.”
he could hardly believe this was happening, being in between your legs with his hands on your thighs to expose your beautiful pussy to him, salivating like a damn dog with drool pooling on his tongue because of how much he wanted to put his mouth on you for a taste of your sweetness, but he loved seeing how you were reacting to his touch.
you were slightly embarrassed by how drenched you were when he barely even did anything, basically dripping with your underwear completely soaked through before it was removed earlier. he could practically dip his fingers into your twitching slit with nothing more than the slick you were producing, and he did experimentally, keeping them rather shallow at first, but enough for your breathing to hitch and wiggle your hips to encourage him to reach deeper.
at this point, he no longer needed your instructions on how to do things properly, but it wasn’t like you could have told him what to do when he already had you gasping. he found your sweet spot like it was the easiest thing ever, curling his fingers into it with a gentle massage that had sparks flickering in your vision. it isn’t the first time you’ve been touched like this, but somehow, vanta just seemed like an expert who knew your body better than you did. somewhere in the back of your mind, you were wondering if it was even possible for someone with no sexual experience like him to be this good, but he would probably just shrug his shoulders and say you were a great teacher or something of the sort, even though he’s been doing his own thing without any need for guidance.
the inside of your thighs were becoming a sticky mess because of him, and you could feel your body becoming feverish as your orgasm drew closer. Instinctively, you covered your mouth out of embarrassment of how loud you were becoming, not anticipating that you would be crying out like this so early early into the night, but he wasn’t about to allow that to happen when he moved his hand from your thigh to your arm and moved it out of the way.
“don’t be shy, let me know what a good job i’m doing, let me hear you.”
oh, and after seeing the effect he has on you, he received a massive confidence boost, but who’s to say that his cockiness will last when you finally get to the main event?
could i request a smut with fem reader x wilson and reader helps relieve him after his bunny garden stream? this very specific clip of him saying “i’m sorry i’m so hard” lives in my mind lolol
ft. yu q wilson x gn! reader — krisis, nijisanji en
╰₊✧ smut!! 18+) helping him blow off some steam after playing a nsfw video game ┊0.6k words
“god, how pathetic are you to get hard from a video game? this is a new low, even for you, and i don’t think i’ve ever roomed with a bigger pervert than you.”
“shut up! are you going to help me out or not?”
despite being past midnight with nothing but his bedside lamp illuminating the room, it was clearer than day that he was a drunk and horny mess after deciding to play ‘bunny garden’ while drinking for his hundreds to watch. you could smell the alcohol on his breath, hear him slurring his words, and see how his face was practically beet red from embarrassment. it isn’t uncommon for you to barge into his room to annoy him once he wraps up his liver activities, but he wasn’t sure if he was hoping that you wouldn’t walk in to see the state he was in, or if he was hoping that you would since you always knew how to pleasure him in a way he could never accomplish himself. especially when he was drunk, his clumsy movements when he’s attempting to jerk himself off only heighten his frustration rather than getting him anywhere, so even if you didn’t walk in, he probably would have ended up seeking your help anyway.
“not with that attitude i’m not. why don’t you try being nicer?”
besides, you love seeing how cute he was when he was vulnerable, trying his best to hide himself away while you continued to spread his legs and rub your hand on the growing bulge in his sweatpants. no wonder he’s frequently tormented and teased by the people around him, including you both in and out of the bedroom. how could anyone resist when he has the most adorable reactions?
“i-i… i’m sorry… just help me out, please?”
this was far from the first time you and your roommate have been in a situation like this, and as long as the two of you were living together, it was far from the last time too. you don’t remember how it started, probably with one drunken night and some more after that before it became a normal occurrence, but sometimes, he likes to act like he’s too proud to resort to fucking his roommate, who he only has sexual attraction to and no romantic feelings for (or at least, that’s what he tells himself). still, no matter how stubborn he wants to be about the matter, he always ends up melting under your touch and allowing you to take full control over him without an ounce of resistance. it just goes to show how his desperation is always stronger than his pride, something that becomes more evident with every hook-up the both of you have.
he’s already whimpering when you’re removing his bottoms, his exposed cock now standing at full attention as your fingers caress his skin from his torso down to where he wants you most, his hips involuntarily jerking into your touch. the liquor must have made him more sensitive than usual because he swears he doesn’t cum almost instantaneously when you lowered your head to swirl your tongue around his tip before licking up the length of his shaft, but you weren’t going to let that happen. you wanted the fun to stretch on all night, and judging by the way you were giggling alone, he knew that he was in for a long night, one where you were going to be sucking him dry before using him as a living doll to get yourself off as well, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel feverishly horny at the thought of it.
I know I am down bad but I want to request for a thintrovert nsfw where the reader is terribly oblivious and only finds out about his feelings when they went to a club.
Yes it is inspired by the song so good cover lmao
after another CARREEEFULLL consideration, I have also decided to not do this request! I don't have much knowledge of thin, also seeing him not be active for nearly a year? (8 months) and also the the thing with him and Kenji... so sorry for having u wait so long! but i just cant write this so sorry TT
you can reject if it’s too many people at once but,,,, xsoleil gangbang? i couldn’t pick among them they give me the biggest pansexual panic 😭
ok this has been sitting in my inbox for a while... after careful consideration, I will not be doing this one! im just... not experienced enough for TS and I lwk cannot see myself doing it TT I'm so sorry for making u wait this long anon only to say no TT
maybe next time I'll do them all... but separate to appease thee.....
Can I request doppio seeing his girlfriend!reader wearing a sundress and him going feral over it?
(NSFW) Doppio--Sunshine, Lollipops!
Summary:
with the new season, Doppio goes insane over you in a cute little sundress.
Notes:
requested by an anon on tumblr!! finally getting around guys…its not kyover
the d stands for doppio dropscythe dicking you down
tags: smut content, scent kink (doppio), marking/biting, size difference (bc doppio is a very tall fucking dweeb), vaginal fingering, um. doppio fucks your tits and he also makes out with them (im new to boobjobs so i apologize if i get it…wrong), clothes on (you and him i guuuesss), semi public sex (its in the woods…), werewolf doppio makes an appearance bc alalalalala
winter is now gone and has long faded away. now comes the crisp breeze that dances through newly grown leaves, the sun making its presence known after so many dreadful days of compact clouds. you were so tired of the cold, the gloom, and boredom.
but now, you're free! go out with friends! take a walk! and finally…
wear cute clothes! you've been dying to get a little color. you got so pale in the winter. and you got to finally wear the cute little pastel yellow sundress you bought recently. the weather had been so unkind, and you kept having to hang it back up in your closet with a drawn out sigh.
you love sundresses!
and apparently, so does your boyfriend.
the moment his eyes laid on you in the dress, skirt fluttering about your thighs and the top fitting along your curves. you could practically see the canine ears pop up as his eyes lit up in excitement. he had planned to take you out on a date today, and you looked gorgeous per usual.
Doppio Dropscythe, your awfully rowdy but super sweet boyfriend. so attentative, so clingy. he loves you through and through, and constantly took you out or brought home gifts. you chided him often, to tell him to save his money. but does Doppio listen?
we all know the answer to that.
he took you out to the woods nearby, holding your hand and keeping you close as you both travelled on a faint path. hanging from your arm was a wicker basket, full of fruits and meals and desserts. a cute picnic together. you couldn't ask for more. not when he keeps glancing back at you to make sure you're okay and kissing your knuckles with such tenderness.
you both sat together under the base of a tree, enjoying the warmth and each other. swapping stories of days long gone and feeding each other chocolate covered berries. found shapes in the clouds as you lied down on the checkered blanket together.
that was when you pushed yourself up onto your elbows, turned to lay on your front, and hovered your face over Doppio's. just a few mere inches away. you notice the way his pupils dilate as he looks at you, taking in the subtle eyeshadow you wore and the shine of your lip gloss. the way your hair shimmers in the sunlight and your eyes sparkle. and you take in the way he looks. eyes soft with adoration and affection, goofy smile wide. you couldn't help it.
you lean down to press your lips softly against his. he instantly hums in contentment, raising a hand to cup your cheek. thumb brushing across the expanse of your cheek. he tastes the sugary sweetness on your lips.
his other hand takes your hip gently and tugs, guiding you over his body so you're atop him. he rubs circles onto your hipbone soothingly. tracing the lace around your waist as he keeps kissing you, deeper. exploring one another's mouths with earnest.
Doppio goes to inhale deeply into your neck with a soft groan. god, the way you smelled to him. Doppio has a heightened sense of smell, and you? you smell intoxicating. not just the perfume you wear, though he loved it. it was your signature scent that made him want to rub his own all over you, to smell his scent mingled with yours. to claim you in more ways than one.
your boyfriend seeks his teeth into you and he earns a whimper in response. his hips immediately buck upward. his cock begins to stiffen under his jeans, tenting. you always had this effect on him. he suckles marks onto your skin, dark pink marks blossoming across your collarbone. with his huge size, he rolls you over and now cages you between his arms.
lips clash once more as he basically ruts into your hip with a low growl. your legs hook around his hips, letting his clothed length rub against your clothed cunt as the dress rides up around your own hips. Doppio swallows your moans at the friction. he can feel how wet you are already and it makes him grin against your mouth.
"so needy after a few kisses," Doppio teases, sharp nail trailing down your abdomen. "and i hardly even touched you! tsk tsk tsk."
your mind is racing as you open your mouth to retort. but it dies when his nail scrapes against your inner thigh. you swallow and he watches your throat bob with interest. his gaze flickers down to your heaving chest. your boyfriend makes a show of licking his lips, hand grabbing at your thigh and the other yanking down the top of the dress.
you gasp as the cool air brushes against your tits. the dress already had cups, so you had no need for a bra. but there they are, exposed and perked up, seeking attention. Doppio doesn't waste a second and his mouth closes around one tit, twirling the nub with the tip of his tongue. you whine at the sensation, how it stokes the fire low in the pit of your tummy. he sucks harshly, hot breaths all over youe chest as his eyes slide shut in bliss. the other hand strokes you through your panties and your hips jerk up, begging for more.
his mouth pops off your tit and goes to the other now. biting around the nipple and leaving behind even more marks. he moans against your chest, talking about how delicious your boobs are. at the same time, his finger slips under your panties to where you needed it most. gliding it through the slick pooling out your pussy. your back bows as he grazes your clit.
"please baby," you plead breathlessly and he nods eagerly against your chest.
two slide deep into your walls and you clench. you're throbbing like mad as he stimulates both top and bottom of you. caressing your inner velvet walls and pushing up to tickle the sweet spot. his thumb pressing circles on your clit with each movement as your slick coats his palm. Doppio pants against your skin, practically drooling. he wanted to fuck inside this tight warmth so bad. but he wanted to show you how he really thought about you in this dress.
your moans increase with each thrust of his talented fingers and his mouth lapping at your sensitive nipples. you can feel your orgasm incoming and he can sense that too. he quickens his ministrations, ignoring the way his wrist and fingers complain. not when he's kneeled over you and your skin is flushed adorably pink and you're a crying mess under his touches. not when your eyes roll back into that lewd and pleasured expression and ball the fabric into your fists. not when you beg so sweetly to let you come, to squirt your release onto his fingers for him to taste after.
and you come hard, gushing over his digits. he helps you ride through it, slowing down a bit. Doppio bites his lower lip hard as his dick throbs hard. it's about to burst through his jeans and it hurts so bad. he breathes hard, eyes blown wide. he observes your pleased state, all satisfied.
"now," you breathe, pushing at his chest lightly. confused, he leans back onto his heels obediently. you follow him up, now on your knees. your pretty hands go to the zipper on his jeans and his hip twitches in excitement. you bat your eyelashes up at him, a coy smile on your face. oh, how he could get any harder. "since you like my tits so much, why don't you fuck 'em?"
such vulgar words coming from a pretty mouth. Doppio rises to his feet immediately, fumbling with his pants. you calmly reach up, tugging away the constraints keeping him from you. your back arches slightly, and he has a clear view of your beautiful breasts, all marked up and slobbered over. the dress's straps hang off your shoulders and pushed down underneath your boobs, pushing them up. as Doppio strokes himself with a low groan, you press your tits together with a smile.
"you're so beautiful," he moans as his dick brushes against your chest. right between those two gorgeous tits. your eyes flutter up at him. so small. so warm. so pretty.
hugging him so tight, Doppio comes withtin the first few minutes. your mouth slightly parted as you watch your boyfriend get off using your chest. how he throws his head back and whines when you press your boobs tighter around his tip. he's twitching and ready to come all over your chest and face. and he did. and he gets hard again when he watches you lick your lower lip to catch some of his bitter release.
on you in seconds. eyes glowing faintly and fangs beared. your breath hitches.
"I'm going to fuck you dumb," Doppio promises in a low timbre that has you shivering. his breath brushes against your ear. "I'm going to make you come all over my cock. over. and over. I'm going to shove my cock so deep inside you you won't know your own name when I'm done with you."
is it possible that his dick got bigger against your thigh…?
