# about mi 彡 hihi! you can call me lola/lo, whichever you prefer! currently 19 hehe, entj, n i go by she/they pronouns <3 filipino n italian, multi but mostly bsd content for the time being! ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ♡‧₊˚
:: ↳ very very new to writing and tumblr as a whole, so pls bear with me!
# recent loves 彡
:: ↳ vanilla scented candles and literally just tetchou hehe
♩ listening to :: lose all control - clara la san
ღ playing :: val, finally unbanned yey!
♡ read(ing) :: jjk, chainsaw man, blue period
# my blog 彡
:: ↳ though its next to empty now, i'm planning on filling my blog + posting more writing in the near future! i plan on writing some nsfw stuff, mdni!!! my page won’t be spoiler free so be awareee
# masterlist + links 彡
:: ↳ coming sooooon! ~
okaay, that's all from me- make sure to take care of yourselves, luv u! byebyee~
tw. fem!reader, virgin reader, virginity loss, praise, cursing, squirting, mentions of creampie, soft dom w/ sub reader
ミ 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈
itadori pulls your hand up to his lips, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he peppers each knuckles with a kiss, “you’re so cute when you’re nervous, baby.” itadori trails his fingers down your thighs, pads searching for your aching cunt, it’s going by fast— his lips capturing yours over and over, the smell of itadori casts over your body, “don’t be nervous” his voice is below a whisper, cinnamon hues watching every movement on your face. “it’s my first time too, princess” itadori reminds you, cupping your cheek with one hand as the other spreads your legs apart. “is that why your face is so red?” itadori cheeks burn even darker as you smile back at him coyly, he sighs heavily running his fingers through your folds, “and why are you so wet?” itadori muses, plunging a finger inside your tight hole. your back arches, tits moving along the rhythm itadori drives his thick fingers deep inside your gummy walls, curling them just right to stretch your cunt right open for him. “want more of you” itadori murmurs against your lips, pumping his fingers faster, cock swelling at the sounds of your pussy squelching against his digits, juices dripping from your weeping cunt. you want itadori—all of him, even that heavy outline of his cock on his boxers makes your mouth water, snapping the hem of the fabric as you slip them down his thighs, “you’re so big” you utter, eyes swelling at the sight slapping against his toned stomach. “all yours” itadori whispers positioning himself between your legs while he fists his cock, you feel the graze of the tip of his cock through your slick folds, “you’re all mine, all mine” itadori crashes his face into the crevice of your neck, wrapping his larger arms around the frame of your body as he gently moves his cock inside you, small whimpers lingering through your lips. the stretch burns for only a second, the moment seems to slow down now as itadori squeezes you harder in his grasps. you feel vulnerable right now, exposed to the bone, everything left in the open as your boyfriend works his cock deeper inside you until you’re gagging for air. but you wish it’d last forever—its tranquil, almost perfect the way itadori brushes his lips across your wet cheeks, whispering how good you feel for him and whenever the surge of falling over succumbs your body—itadori is there to catch you.
ミ 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈
it’s always the first plunge of your lips on his and you’re hypnotized—megumi’s hands gathering your body to pull you on his lap, gradually roaming his palms to cup your ass, you can already feel his bulge right under your clothed cunt—it’s hard, almost pulsating the deeper your kissing escalates. “s-shit” megumi curses, audible groans flushes through in your moan as your hips sway harder on his lap, the perfect angle to rub the saturated fabric on his cock. it’s just a taste as always but sometimes megumi imagines what it’d be like to do more—feel your perfect cunt swallowing his cock, how tight and warm you’d feel wrapped around his length. “i want you so fucking bad” megumi pulls away from your mouth, somewhat content with the way your lips swell from his own doing, “y-you have me, m’all yours” slurred words reach his ears and megumi would take that—but he wants more, he doesn’t think his throbbing dick could take another makeout session. “i want to be inside you, pretty girl” megumi whispers in your ear, poking his tongue out to leave a trail of saliva in the wake across the shell. he takes the opportunity to tilt your face with two fingers, watching as he pulls his cock from his sweats, fat length smacking against his toned stomach and your gut clenches at the sight. “touch me, please” megumi whispers across your lips, groaning as he watches your fingers wrap about the base of his cock slowly stroking him. “want to make you feel good too” he pants, sliding his fingers over your panties and into your folds, teasingly running the pads on your clit. “god you’re so fucking wet” megumi mumbles, a blush forming on his cheeks while he dips his fingers in your tight hole, you can’t help but fist his length faster in your hands, stomach clenching to the newfound feelings of his thick fingers stretching you, and you can only just imagine what’ll feel like to have his thick cock doing it instead. megumi curls his fingers against your walls, hands flying up to grip at his hair as he positions them to reach deeper inside you until his hand is smacking against your ass, you struggle stroking him harder when megumi keeps pounding his fingers in you. “i need to fuck you” he gasps, pulling his fingers out of you to hook them on your shorts, stripping them aside and spreading your legs open, allowing your back to hit the surface beneath you megumi can finally crawl on top of you. “i promise to be gentle” he shyly smiles, slipping his sweats off while megumi positions himself between your legs, rough palms pushing your shirt up to reveal your pretty tits—you’re left in awe as he tucks his shirt in between his teeth, holding the fabric while megumi slowly sinks his cock inside you. “g-god you feel so fuckin’ good” megumi whines, planting both hands beside either side of your head as he rolls his hips, the fat length splitting you open—you knew it’d be painful but the aurora of pleasure flatlines the ache quite clearly. megumi slithers his hand between your connected bodies to play with your puffy clit, drawing circles on the sensitive numb trying not to cum when he feels you gush at the movements. “want to see you cum on my cock, angel—that’s all i fuckin’ want” megumi bends down to capture your lips and he taste so sweet whimpering in your mouth as you do just want he wants—a pretty mess made all over his cock.
ミ 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀
with fingers interlocked yuta bends down to place a kiss against your cheek, “i’m gonna go slow” he whispers placing soft palms under the bend of your knee and pressing them to your chest, yuta exhales a shaky breath as he sinks his cock completely in. “y-yuta, god” your voice slips from your lips as a hushed whisper, eyes clouded with tears and if you hadn’t told him multiple times you were ready—he’d stop immediately, the tears alone pain yuta’s chest but your hands cup his cheek—aiding him to keep going. “i’m right here angel, not gonna go anywhere” yuta rubs his face against your hands, finding your lips as he finally moves, slowly grinding against your thighs—the sweet moans linger in his mouth as yuta stretches you with his length. it’s the way yuta groans against the shell of your ear that has you on the verge of cumming, the way his voice catches in his throat whenever your pussy clings to his cock, the shallow deep breaths yuta is sucking in just to be able to fuck you. “baby, you’re so fucking perfect” yuta pants, rolling his hips as he presses your thighs harder on your chest, yuta leans back on his knees—cerulean hues shimmering as he looks at the white ring around his cock, a smile creeping through his lips. “you’re so wet, angel” yuta releases the hold on your thighs, wrapping his arms around your body so he can pull you close, shallow strokes into your tight hole and the surges of white exploit your body. “you’re about to cum for me aren’t you, pretty?” yuta cups your cheeks, moving his lips onto yours as you taste the audible groans brushing from his lips, “let go princess, i got you” yuta groans once more as your juices drench his cock nestled tightly in your pussy. it’s your first time but it doesn’t feel like it, yuta treats your body like a precious jewel he holds dear to his heart, never wanting to let go of this euphoric feeling he hopes to last a lifetime.
ミ 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈
“toge, touch me please” a shiver runs down his spine at your sultry coated moan, placing his hands on both of your tits inumaki could probably melt under the sheer pressure alone. he’s nervously hovering over your naked form, fingers spread out to linger the pads of his touch on the soft skin, deep hues of red blooming on his cheeks when you let out another moan while he starts to tweak with your buds. “g-go lower, touch me lower” he nods back, sliding his hand down to your stomach, slowly reaching between your legs. inumaki feels like he could combust right now, your glistening pussy traps him under a gaze as he watches his fingers slide through the folds, eagerly slipping a finger inside to watch the way your walls vigorously pull his finger in. “m-more, toge” he flinches listening to you beg for him, your thighs twitching as inumaki adds another finger pumping faster until your back begins arching to his touch, “s-so good” he mumbles, pupils blown out black, lip tucked between his teeth as inumaki watches your juices collect around his digit as he pulls them out. “not enough, need more” your fingers palm at his briefs, whimpering when he heeds your command pulling his cock out. inumaki throws a hand over his blistering cheeks as you fist his cock, subtly bucking into your hands while you place soft open mouth kisses on his stomach. you watch as he becomes stiff in your hands, cock swelling with some type of relief needed, inumaki finally gains some courage to place himself between your legs, holding the length steadily as he sinks inside your tight hole. a gasp expels from his lips, trembling eyes locked on your face at the stretch wrapped around his cock, inumaki whimpers as he pushes past the tight ring, finally bottoming out with another trembling breath. he struggles where to put his hands, a place to press his lips when inumaki feels like he’s about to cum already from the enteral feeling of your pussy milking him dry but when he feels like he’s tipping over your hands come up to cup his warm cheeks, brining inumaki to your lips. “j-just look at me pretty boy” you smile, lips pressing against his and inumaki shakes his head in agreement as he finally starts a slow pace, “i love you so much” inumaki murmurs between hot pants coating the room, a heat bubbling in his stomach and he knows he’s not going to last long—fear clouding his mind vanishes the moment he looks into your eyes knowing you’ll be there—always be there.
ミ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎
through an endless void of blue hues gojo sees something he’s wanted for a while—patiently waiting until that day came that you asked him to take your virginity. now, gojo was thrilled but with the minimal amount of sexual experience he had, where he was at this very moment, that cocky stigma he had about himself completely washing away. “you’re so fuckin tight” gojo groans above you, leaning down on his elbow as he peppers your face with open mouth kisses, “don’t know if i’m gonna fit, angel” he lightly chuckles, cupping his hands under your ass to spread you wider for him. “it will” you look up at him and gojo really hates the way your eyes pool with desire, lip quivering while his cock slowly submerges itself through your folds. “yeah? my pretty girl needs my cock that bad?” gojo murmurs, shuffling in the covers until he’s hovering his body hovers you— menacingly bullying the pace of his hips rolling against your body. gojo wants to tease, toy with your body until you’re nothing but a whimpering, begging mess but god—that pretty pout you give him makes gojo think otherwise. “i’ll give it to you angel, just be patient, okay? gotta make it past this part. i’m sorry if it hurts baby but i’ll make it feel so fuckin’ good” gojo lingers his gaze on your face for a moment, capturing the way your face scrunches in ache as he sinks his fat cock conpletely in, fingers delving into your hips as he starts slow strokes. “a-almost there pretty girl, stay with me” gojo stammers, struggling to hold any type of composure at how fucking good you feel, so warm and wet welcoming his heavy cock but once the pain subsides it’s overwhelming how virtuous gojo feels inside you. “that’s my girl, taking my cock so well” gojo praises, pumping his cock harder as he grips the sheets below your head, bending down to press his lips against your forehead gojo screws his eyes shut because he wants to make you cum, he has to have you begging for more but if he looks at how beautiful you look right now being split open by him—he’d only last seconds.
ミ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎
you feel vulnerable—almost helpless as you drape the last of your clothing on the floor, feeling his stare bore through your body, hands coming up to cover your tits and thighs rubbing together to hide your cunt from his view. geto sits on the bed paintently, a slight frown as you try your best to avoid his gaping stare, “don’t cover yourself, let me see you, angel” he whispers, opening his arms allowing you to climb on his lap. geto wraps his body around you, your face snuggly pressed against his chest, “you’re pretty, you know that? and your body is so beautiful.” you can feel heat rise to your cheeks as geto sweetly smiles down on you, using one hand to spread your thighs apart so he can freely use two digits to tease your folds. he tests the waters just a bit—using the fingers to sink into your hole, curling and spreading them to his desires until geto feels your legs spasm against his lap. he already knows your orgasm is washing over you when his chest stings from your nails eating at the flesh, moans bubbling through your lips as geto simply brushes over your puffy clit. geto pulls his fingers from your pussy, internally groaning at his two fingers drenched in your slick, he gently lays you back on the bed, wrapping your legs around his waist as geto brushes the head of his cock through your folds. “i love you” he whispers out, gripping your cheeks within his palms and capturing your lips as geto plunges his thick cock inside you. he feels the whimpers vibrate against his lips, your body arching from the pain and geto keeps kissing you, holding you tighter in hopes to take your mind away from the pain, “i love you so much, so fucking much” his words coat your lips and as the pain becomes nothing but a haze geto continues whispering how much he loves you because right now, he’s falling ever deeper in love with you and he hopes he’ll never fall out.
ミ 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎
he’s not even trying to make you cum within the first few strokes but fuck—why does choso feel this good? maybe it’s the sight, his hair is down, pitch black strands curtained around his face, some pieces sticking to him as sweat collects on the skin. broad shoulders heaving over your body as his hands are beside your face gripping the sheets and the noises choso keeps making have your cunt gushing—so heavy and sultry, almost whimpering as his cock drags through your folds. and he can’t help but linger his fingers between your connected bodies, playing with your puffy clit as he rolls his hips against your ass. “c-choso, g-gonna make me cum” you squeak out, watching his eyes fade to black and a smile linger through his lips, “wanna see you cum, please?” choso swipes harder, watching your back arch from the bed, you feel the warmth pool in your gut—eyes clouded with a white haze as you cream around his cock, listening to his higher pitch groans slip past his lips when a sheen liquid sprays his hand. “f-fuck, feels good, you feel so good princess” choso pants, lifting your legs higher up his hips able to drive his cock deeper in that spongy spot, the orgasm washing through your body while choso presses a kiss against your lips. “need more, wanna feel you squirt again” choso gives you no breathing room as he’s back to playing with your sensitive little numb, cock sweetly thrusting harder inside you. being both virgins you thought you’d show choso a thing or two but apparently he knows a lot more or he’s just good at fucking you—you’ll never really know the true answer of that.
ミ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈
toji is right where he belongs, larger arms wrapped around your thighs as he presses his face harder on your pussy—tongue swirling against your clit, slurping up your juices till you’re a withering mess. “you taste so fucking good” toji groans into your heat, marking his hand on your tit as he massages the mound. “want you so bad” you murmur through a moan, fisting his hair as you tug him off your cunt. toji has been tongue fucking your pussy for the last hour—orgasm after orgasm and you’re always left wanting more, he knows you want it but could your little virgin hole handle it? “mh, really? need my cock to cum? tongue not enough, huh?” toji teases, lifting his head from his personal favorite place to capture his lips on yours, the taste of yourself dipping into your mouth. “please, toji—please” you beg, he wagers the thought for a second, undressing his bottom half and fisting the fat length in his hand. “okay okay, angel—i’ll give it to you” he grins, lining up the throbbing head with your hole as toji lifts one of your legs over his shoulder. “tell me to stop if it hurts” he warns, giving you a serious face before plunging right in. the mere wetness of your pussy gives him easy access to fill you completely, fat cock splitting you right open at his disposal, toji softens as your body begins to tremble from the length, interlocking his fingers with your own and raising the hand up to his lips. “i’m all yours baby” he reminds you, slowly reeling his hips back to watch your walls eagerly suck him right back in, toji knows you were made just for him, he loves the way you’re losing every brain cell to his cock driving deeper in your cunt and he’s so fucking drunk on it. “gonna fill this pretty pussy with all my cum, first and last cock you’ll ever have angel, how does that sound?” toji beams down at you, almost spilling his seed just at the thought of watching his cum leak out of your tight little hole.
↳ morning sex with dazai is literally the dream. he’s so. imagine his bed hair in the morning and his groggy moans, omg if only there was a ff of that…heh.
↳ also, thank u guys for 350 :) ahhhh, i’ve been so inactive to even keep up but thank u all so much! kisses
waking up next to your boyfriend everyday is really something you couldn’t ask for more. it didn’t matter on the weather or what time you both decide to wake up, the comfort and warmth between the both of you never changes.
the big blankets tied you two together. your back facing dazai and his left arm thrown over your hips as you both laid on the right side, his stirring and breathy sighs kissing your neck to make you adjust closer to his warmth.
you find yourself rubbing against the softness of his lined button up— the naked skin of your back brushing against his chest that was present due to the lack of buttons clasped, swearing you could almost feel his bare skin that wasn’t completely covered with excessive bandages, which was truly rare.
you finally moved your hand to hold upon his that moved to lay in between your thighs, silently communicating to him that you were barely beginning to feel conscious of the present world. this almost immediately signaling him to kiss your neck ‘good mornings’ while you smile from the grogginess.
“mm’ belladonna, tired…” he hums, his mouth still pressing feathers against the sweet spot of your neck, drifting back and forth between slumber. you sleepily gasp feeling him lick the junction between your neck and shoulder, the hand between your thighs shifting higher to play with the inner bottom lining of your panties, “so pretty…”
you couldn’t help but throw your arm back, softly gripping his brown bed hair— keeping him close to kiss your neck, further making you shift your ass to rub his cock covered by his boxers.
usual mornings with dazai would be considerably childlike— pinning you against the bed while he tickles you awake or him clinging onto your body to stay in bed for just another minute before he has to rush to work.
surely, it wouldn’t take a genius to know exactly this wasn’t one of those mornings.
it wasn’t soon until you’re whimpering into the corner of your pillow, eyes still lidded from exhaustion. the goosebumps on your skin prickling feeling your panties slipping off so lazily from dazais fingers, his sweet morning charms whispering nothing but reassurance of such a ‘lewd awakening’
he really couldn’t help it when your body is arching against his, your bed hair splattered into a tired beauty as you moaned his name into the fluff— how enticing it was for him.
every single clothing item was out of sight by now. still facing the opposite way from the detective, you could feel the drool unconsciously slipping out of mouth feeling his cock rubbing against your slickling pussy from behind, his movements still slowed and lazy-like from the drowsiness.
despite the tiredness seeping in his eyes, his dream state of a mind nearly doing everything for him as of now, he couldn’t help but flinch with a spike of energy when he hears the way you’re greedily asking for more.
“more `samu, more…” you whispered, his name still slurred from the inaudible morning. your eyes begin to shut feeling dazai shift until his chest fully presses against your back, slowly pushing his cock into your warm pussy. the silence of the warm a.m. allowing the sticking sounds of his entrance to almost muffle under the bed sheets.
“mm, y/n dear, you’re so warm” dazai coaxed, pushing your morning hair away from your face to sigh and groggily whisper into your ear, “such a dirty girl to want to have sex first thing in the morning..” he teases, keeping your shaking hips at a still while his cock moves in and out at a slow pace, kissing right at your sweet spot every single time.
honestly, that was dazais’ special talent. having to do little to no work to make you whimper for a longing, he knew the spots that made you twitch and arch without even being 3/4 awake. he didn’t even have to look at your face once to know what expressions you were making, he knew all of that.
you couldn’t help but cry out moans, your throat hoarse from awakening when he completely throws the blanket over the both of you, confiding your eyesight to just the ruffles of the sheets. you feel him lift your left leg higher with his arm to thrust deeper into you, his sleepy eyes watching the way your ass grinds against his pelvic bone.
“mm, belladonna. just like that, my dirty girl…” he sighs out a chuckle sucking in the way you’re whimpering— your hands gripping the blanket near your face for some kind of stability.
you clench around his cock hearing him groan into your ear. he couldn’t get over the thought of your pussy making the prettiest erotic sounds at this time of day. if he were at work right now, he’d probably have to hear kunikida lecturing him about some kind of nuisance. or most likely daydreaming about the amazing sex you two would have once he got home.
but today was just his day, wasn’t it? to fuck his pretty little sleepy girlfriend before the sun can even blink against the blinds. and look at you, grinding and bouncing against his cock for more now? dazai could of sworn he found the cheat codes to life.
he smirked, his lidded brown eyes watching your cum slick his cock, then intruding back into your wet gummy walls.
but god dazai can be one lazy man in the morning. despite his painfully hard cock, he’ll slow down his pace even when you’re grinding just to nuzzle his cock deep in your pussy, making you holt to cockwarm him. he’ll only give you a sleepily crooked smile once you start whining about how close you were.
but that only fuels dazais’ mind games you see, having you so pent up from sexual frustration just enough to have you ride him while he’s “asleep” that’s why he’ll offer you something to play his cards just right.
placing your lifted left leg onto his, his cock still nuzzled deep inside your aching pussy to stir your mind from full concentration to his question. he’ll kiss your jaw before softly gripping it to ask you a simple question,
“you can either cockwarm me like a good girl or ride me like a slut to get off. hm? what do you say…”
and his calculations are never off. even as selfish as he is, his dick couldn’t help but think for him and truthfully, he doesn’t regret it at all now.
his sleepy eyes watched as you sat in cowgirl position, sitting so perfectly before him. it was almost an energy drink for his eyes. he groaned feeling you slowly sit down on his stiff cock, your moan only echoing in the morning— and honestly for dazai, it was almost like the beautiful morning birds singing to his ears.
your morning hair framing your pretty face, he sighs wishing he could have done this a long time ago, knowing it would have saved him such an attitude in the morning sometimes, acknowledging he wasn’t one to be awakened from a slumber if he had the chance to get one— but if he could wake up finding you attempting to get off on him, he’d fucking call that his alarm.
that drifts into a minor concern when he darts back to your face, your eyes swooning and letting him know you were in fact still sleepy. what a pity, he could almost bring you into his neck to have you rest for a bit longer while he fucks up into you.
he watched carefully as you stretched your arms above you. his poor baby, still drowsy and yet being so good for him.
“mm, if i could wake up like this every morning, i’d never ask for anything else.” he chuckles, gripping your hips to press his fingers into the fat of your ass.
you bit back a smile, slowly moving your fingers under the loose button up to press your hands on his lower abdomen. you began moving up and down his length, dragging out muzzy moans from the both of you. it was soon enough that you were clumsily bouncing on his cock now, your fingers moving to grip his upper arms as your eyes flickered between staying open and closed.
“oh ‘samu, oh god. feels..so good…” you slurred, your eyes shut from the pressuring state of arousal and sleepiness. his hazily eyes keeping locked to the way your breasts bounced beautifully. his fingers holding you centered on top of him after noticing your tired movements.
“c’mere..”, he couldn’t help but reach his hand out to bring your head into his neck, allowing you to lay flat against his chest as you continued to ride him, muffling your cries into his tangled waves.
“yeah baby i know you’re tired…” he whispers, pushing his legs to slowly fuck up into you, gripping your hips to meet you with his thrusts, “shh, it’s okay. i’m here pretty girl, just relax.” he smiles— moving his hand to tangle into your messy hair, holding the back of your head to cradle you closer.
“o-osamu…” he hears you whimper out a tired cry, still grinding down on his cock to keep the pace slow and sensual, “fuck- ‘samu i’m close..” you sniffled, pressing your pouty lips to the side of his neck, the white button up fabric tickling your nose.
he sighs out a moan, his eyebrows knitted in concentration, his right hand squeezing your hip even more— further chasing his high. you hook your arms under his upper arms, giving you more steadiness as you pick up your speed on him, the sounds of arousal and coil building up, easily shaking you two to wake up.
“cum for me, love.” he groans, pressing his heels deeper into the bed to long his thrusts inside you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot.
“oh my god, ‘samu i-” you cried out, slamming your lower half to meet him as he thrusted up, meeting you in unison— fulfilling the strong orgasm. you winced, digging your fingers into his top, feeling him shift his head backwards to moan sighs.
you shake feeling his cock twitch inside you, your walls filling with his cum first thing in the morning— his hands moving to rub your hips and ass, calming your sensitive figure on top of him.
the lighting in the room switches. the sun softly beaming through the thick blinds, illuminating your naked silhouettes. dazai kisses your forehead before flipping you over so that he was now the one on top.
you smile, biting your lip as his eyes revert to your bouncing breasts from the rotation. noticing his little distraction, “well good morning to you too, osamu” you giggly teased, watching him shift your legs above his hips.
“say y/n, how come we haven’t done such a thing before?” he questions, the smirk on his face reassuring his sinful thoughts— even the sun couldn’t save this mans’ purity.
“well maybe because you’re always up early for work?” you ‘sarcastically’ laughed back until your eyes stilled at the unraveling before you. you watched as dazai unbuttoned the rest of his striped top, slowly peeling it down his toned yet slim physique. your breathing picks up feeling his cock stiffen against your thigh again before he’s lowering his face near your stomach, just below your belly button.
the heat rises from the lower half of your body feeling the blanket being pulled on top of the both of you once again, covering his lower back as he kisses that area of your stomach, “hm you do have a point there, belladonna…you should know i am quite the busy man” he whispers against your skin, prickling with goosebumps— the arousal growing back for whatever he’s insinuating.
“o-osamu what are you-“ you squirmed, his hands moving to spread your thighs open before lowering himself even more under the blanket, fully facing your pussy, “i thought you were tire-“
you paused hearing a deep chuckle coming from your boyfriend, shifting your head just to lock eyes with his dark ones, “you should also know…” he states, kissing your inner thigh as it twitches under his grip, “i too am a liar”
you whimper, feeling his face so close to your dripping pussy by now, gripping onto the pillow and facing the window that gleamed with the morning rise.
“but i do enjoy this, that is beyond a lie. a lot more than any sinful man could ever admit. honestly, we should do this more often.” he clicks, his finger tapping your thigh to stimulate your inner impatience, “i mean, even if i have to wake up before the birds can get a single chirp out in the morning just to have you like this, then so be it.” he hisses against your pussy, edging you on, “it’s truly such a shame i didn’t take advantage of that long ago.” he continues, his lips nearly kissing your swollen folds.
“so, allow me to compensate, y/n”
you listened until that one slow longing lick sent you throwing your head back once again.
and maybe, for many more mornings to come.
↳ this concept was heavily inspired by a request i got but i might just make a simple sleepy sex one :3 we’ll see hehe. again thank u guys for being so incredibly patient with me, i promise to get all my requests up and cleared :)
bungou stray dogs | G | 706 words
nakahara chuuya x reader/oc
chuuya just wants to be able to say “i love you” at the most beautiful moment.
chuuya doesn’t believe in “perfect timing.”
except in missions, of course. there’s always the right moment for the perfect sniper shot. but in the rest of life? chuuya knows there’s never going to be the “best time.” the best time is now. that’s what he tells himself.
tate i’m literally going to sob, my brain is completely empty aside from dazai laying you down on your tummy and settling over you, keeping himself propped up on his forearms. his cock slides into your sodden cunt, burying itself almost to the hilt, and he shushes you sweetly when you gasp and twitch at the intrusion. you would squirm if you could, but his chest is pressed flush against your back to keep you pinned down. when you whine about how he’s too deep, he smiles softly and slowly pulls out until just the tip of his cock remains stuffed inside. his hips tilt into a new angle, one hand grazing your waist to encourage you to lift up a bit. this time, when his hips roll forward, the new angle allows him to reach impossibly deeper—so much so that you swear you can feel him all the way in your stomach. his breath is warm on your ear, slightly chapped lips brushing over the sensitive skin when he asks quietly—
“you feel that, my love? that’s deep.”
arba. arba. arba. y- you did this to me. you- i should honestly bonk u into horny jail right now but who am i kidding, i’d be your bunker buddy.
sigh. now my head is absolutely empty other than the fact that he’s so effortless about it too, it almost boosts his already huge ass ego when your breathing cuts in between your whines from the way his cock is twitching so deep in your tummy >:( the deep chuckles within his throat rolling ever so sensually off his tongue just to tickle your earlobe, and there you go drooling in already complete fucked out on his pillow he has you moaning in all the time. and when he pulls out again, just enough to keep his tip at your creaming entrance, he’ll move his hand to press where his thick long cock was just pocking at in your stomach—nearly unhinged to feel it reach that spot again and again. god he can almost call you pathetic at the way you’re pressing your knees against the bed just to slide back flat because he’s pressing his weight onto you. and when he slides back all the way into you, his thrust nearly sharp to leave a slapping sound. the satisfied hum leaving his mouth, tickling your ear once his lanky fingers feel your stomach bulging with his cock. oh look at you, nearly whimpering your horny tears into his pillow again. “cmon darling, you can take it. or has no one ever reached that far, hm?”
dazai of course is a sweet man, he knows it’s too much for his precious thing >:( that’s why he’s pushing your hair behind your ear to kiss at your cheek, caressing your arms that shivered into goosebumps from the way his cock is twitching so impatiently in you. but his impatience is near prevalent now from the way he’s nibbling your ear, his fingers back to tapping the bulge in your tummy.
“though after this, you might hate me for being the only man who can ever fuck you this deep.”
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⤷ ft. dazai, chuuya, fyodor, atsushi, akutagawa, tecchou
dazai — getting injured on a mission had been the highlight of his week; he despised the pain, but loved the way you were so concerned about his wellbeing, doing everything you could to make him comfortable. with a full stomach and freshly changed bandages, he laid his head on your lap, letting out dreamy sighs at the feeling of your fingers rubbing his scalp just right, tugging the knots out of his waves. he can’t remember the last time he’s felt so taken care of, and he suppresses each shiver that makes it’s way up his spine. you lean down and kiss his nose, going to sit up until he pulls the back of your head down to kiss you on the mouth, smiling against your lips. he whines when you pull away, raising himself to follow you. “you’re supposed to be relaxing.” you scold him, squinting your eyes as his gaze strays. he barely makes out “but you’re making me feel so much better,” before his lips are on yours again, unable to hold in all of the love he felt, guiding your hands back to his head.
꒱ me rambling about cuddling with daz cuz we all need dazai comfort sometimes
◟pairing ⥂ dazai x fem! reader
◟warnings ⥂ none! all comfort + v fluffy
a/n ⧣ this was supposed to be way shorter so calling it a short scenario is a liiittle bit of a stretch, i just got carried away but can you blame me? he's 2 cute pls
ALSO FIRST POST YAYY! i hope this isn't too bad hehe but i’m gonna stfu now ENJOYY ♡
꒰ i think we all know that working at the agency is tiring, to say the least. so when dazai comes home late after a long day of exhausting work, all he looks forward to is slipping into bed with his pretty girlfriend and holding you close to him.
he lets out a heavy sigh, kicking off his shoes and tossing his bag down somewhere by the door. dazai makes his way through his dark apartment towards your shared bedroom, where he finds you laying in his bed focused on the tv in front of you. you look away from the screen to find his slim, delicate figure in the dimly lit doorway, smiling at you softly.
“‘samu, you’re home! took you long enough,” you say jokingly as you jump out of the blankets to greet your boyfriend’s open arms. he takes you into a tight hug, grinning as your cheek smooshes against his chest.
“hi, angel,” he giggles before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.
“what’re you doing up so late? i thought i’d told you not to stay up waiting for me.”
“but you know i always sleep better with you,” you say with a slight pout.
he laughs lightly before gently pressing a kiss to your soft lips and letting you trail back to the warmth of your bed. quickly slipping out of his beige trenchcoat and changing out of his uncomfortable work clothes, he heads back to bed with you.
dazai slips under the soft covers beside you with a deep sigh as you cuddle closer to his chest. under the blankets you shared, his comforting arms snake around your back to pull you into a tight hug. you gladly let him take you into his arms as he begins whining about this being the first time he's seen your pretty face in hours. you listen as he tells you about his boring office work and how particularly annoying kunikida was today. dazai continues rambling about his work antics and complaining about not seeing you all day as you feel your eyes grow heavy.
you always loved hearing your boyfriend's pretty voice, no matter what he was talking about. it was simply so soothing, never failing to calm your frantic nerves. peering up to meet his eyes, you see dazai’s perfect face in the glow of the tv light. his fingers sort through his soft, messy brown hair as he continues talking, a few small strands sticking to his forehead. resting your head on his chest, you brush away the few strands of hair he missed, humming and nodding occasionally as he tells his stories. one of dazai’s bandaged hands stays resting on your lower back, rubbing and stroking it as his other finds its way to play with your hair. long, slim fingers run through your silky hair, instantly calming you as your body's tension releases.
the two of you talk about your days a bit more- he asks about what you did, if you ate, small things he may have missed in the dozens of texts he sent you throughout the day.
as you both start to feel tired, your conversations fade out as you enjoy each other's silence. your eyes flutter shut as he continues to stroke your soft hair. dazai always loves having you lay on his chest, where you’re always close enough for him to press sweet kisses to your temples whenever he feels the need to. you can hear his heartbeat and his soft breathing, feeling his body relax. his scent was always so comforting, vanilla with laces of warm floral scents flooding your senses.
his fingers playing with your hair come to a stop as he feels your breathing against his chest start to slow, showing you’ve fallen asleep. you look so pretty with your soft pink lips slightly parted as you drift off. he tucks a slim strand of hair behind your ear before closing his own eyes and holding you a little tighter.
god, he wouldn’t trade anything in this world for the moments he shares with you.
,a/n pt. 2 :: this shit was sm longer than i was aiming for but i just couldn’t stop usaufghfds
BUT i hope you enjoyed n it wasn't too bad! very nervous to post but this was soo much fun to write, so def expect some more dazai stuff coming ur way hehe! alsoo- feel free to request or lmk whatever's on your mind in my asks !!!
when you’re insecure about your small chest — dazai + chuuya headcanons
↳ as someone who struggled a lot with my chest area for quite awhile. um yes absolutely. thank u to anon who requested this <3
↳ WARNINGS: NSFW (slight sexual themes), adult language, hm just the boys absolutely loving you no matter what
(SFW + SUGGESTIVE CONTENT)
— dazai lies about a lot of things but when he said he takes quite a liking to all women, oh he did not lie one single bit.
— he truly appreciates the body of women, of any kind really. so when he catches onto your insecurities revolving your chest area, he’s just stunned from it.
— dazai is a very intelligent man. even if he can’t necessarily understand why you’re insecure about something he deems as perfect, he’ll try his best to make sure he’s vocal about it just so his pretty lady doesn’t have to be so worked up anymore >:(
— this man has the eye of a hawk and could catch onto different situations quickly (it’s actually scary but it’s dazai) such as when you’re staring a little too long at your chest area, your eyes narrowing into orbs of unsure-ness or the disappointed sighs that slips from your mouth when you try on different tops that ‘accentuate’ your insecurity.
— so don’t be surprised when he sits you down to ask you about it.
— “belladonna, i’ve seen you change out of that top several times already. may i ask why?”
— and when he connects the dots together and has you confirm his concerns, oh my god he’s so sweet and soothing.
— dazai can be a meany sometimes but NEVER when it comes to your body and especially the size of your chest >:( he probably has insecurities of his own that he hides underneath the wraps of bandages (cries)
— he’ll make sure that you know the size of your breasts aren’t even up for concern. he genuinely thinks they’re so perfect.
— he’ll hold your face and whisper against your lips that you’re the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on (i’m actually losing it)
— and he’s so patient with you, so incredibly patient. so when you're standing in front of your reflection, your breasts bare. he’ll make sure to stand behind you to place his hands over them, softly massaging them while kissing the side of your neck.
— god and his sweet reassuring words >:( he’s so kind and genuine from the heart, he can’t help but smother you with kisses until you forget about your current concern.
— he’ll definitely assist you in picking out bras that could possibly make you feel more confident such as ones with pretty little designs!
— but please let him put your bra on. he’ll rest a satisfied man if you let him dress you up in the prettiest sets. even on regular days, let him slip and clasp on your bra after admiring your breasts.
— or let him pick out certain tops for you, oh my gosh. he’ll shower you with so much love. he’ll be like one of those cartoon characters that have those heart eyes when they fall in love. especially if it’s a top that shows more of that area. he’s a sold man.
— it’s his physical way of showing you how much he really admires your body because he understands words aren’t always enough to make you feel better, but the way he caresses your body and showers you with compliments— it brings a soft genuine smile to his face when he notices you’re feeling more comfortable, at-least around him.
— there aren’t many things in this world that can bring a genuine smile to dazais face but moments like these, when you’re slowly opening up to him (whether it be showcasing your physical or mental insecurities) he can’t help but thank whatever gave him a chance to live another day with you.
— he’s just so fucking grateful for you. and he’ll prove it more and more as you progress <3 but with progression comes with relapse of course.
— so he’ll also make sure to always bring his trench coat around just in case you do get overwhelmed (∩´﹏`∩)
— boyfriend of the year, like actually.
— god and don’t ever feel bad when you aren’t able to bring yourself to wear certain clothing, he’ll be so fast on his feet to comfort you. this man could be sleeping on the couch and up in .2 seconds holding you in his arms, promising you it’s perfectly fine.
— “take your time belladonna, but i promise you, you’re beautiful just as you are.” he’ll say then kissing the top of your head, wrapping his arms around your waist.
— “your breasts are perfect love, there’s no need to belittle yourself.” (god his eyes would soften so much feeling you against him in such a state)
— “darling look at me, i’m serious when i say you’re beautiful. shh, don’t cry. it’s okay. you’re trying and that’s all that matters to me.”
— his soft spot for you is out of this realm.
— but with reassurance comes his little confidence boosters. ah his genuine compliments aaahshs
— “wow, that looks utterly amazing on you dear, it truly compliments you! please wear it more often” (then flashes you those big eyes)
— “my god y/n, if only you could see yourself in my eyes. you’re absolutely drop dead gorgeous. i could almost keep you all to myself…actually i will hehe”
— him and his stupid little giggles. this grown man can sometimes act like a teenage boy that has never seen a woman in his life.
— actually on that note, this man would be hypnotized by you doing nothing. you’ll be sitting on the bed bra-less, trying to make conversation with dazai and he’s just staring.
— “this set is pretty cute, what do you think daz-”
— silence. this man is lost staring at your girls, he’s like (O_O) this man clearly has no shame whatsoever.
— with no shame, this man will not hesitate to also walk up from behind you to grope your breasts, smirking at your shocked reaction from his advances then disappearing the next.
— sure he’ll maybe get a smack on the head but it’s so worth it to him. pain is tolerable if it means playing with his darling <3
— (uh oh the steam comes in…) his absolutely favorite thing to do though is having you lay on top of him, his back perched up on the bedpost while his fingers massage your breasts, pinching your nipples here and there just to hear those pretty little gasps.
— “you’re so sensitive my love, look at you.”
— his hot breath brushing against your sensitive ear, “i almost want to taste you, will you let me hm? let me show you how much i love your chest and the rest of your body?”
— would also definitely the type to just crawl under the sheets to lay on your chest hehe <3 he just nuzzles his face and he’s gone. snoring into his little la la land.
— but with laying on your chest comes with surprises from this man…so again don’t be surprised when he starts nipping at your neck, asking you if it’s okay for him to play with you a bit.
— he’ll ask ever so politely if he can lift up your shirt to reveal your breasts, and when you allow him, fuck here he goes again with his charming words.
— “so fucking gorgeous and it’s all mine.”
— “seriously, i could just stare at you all day without a single complaint.”
— before licking and sucking on your breasts, leaving hickies to remind you of his love <3
— he’s sooooo. sighs. sexy.
— but on an ending note, he absolutely loves every inch of your body and makes sure you feel confident and also safe within his arms.
— lovey dazai who loves his girlfriends’ body to no ends—yes.
(SFW + SUGGESTIVE CONTENT)
— my baby chuuya. oh my goodness, he’s too perfect. almost too perfect but with that, he too is insecure.
— and as many of us may know, that could be his height >:( so when you’re concerned about your small breasts, he completely understands the feeling of such.
— now, a lot of people seem to overlook chuuyas’ intelligence (even though he’s an executive for the port mafia) but he’s also pretty fast when it comes to observing.
— so don’t think you’re slick when you pull up the sheets from the bed you two share to hide your upper body the moment you catch him looking for too long.
— or when you hurriedly slip on a jacket, crossing the fabric over your chest and dismissing it for the cold weather.
— he absolutely knows there’s an issue revolving around some kind of hidden insecurity. so like the chuuya he is, he’ll confront you. (and he’ll try his best to make you feel safe and comforted wahhh)
— “come here doll, let me ask you a question…”
— you move to sit ever so pretty on his lap awaiting the question, his gloved hand moving to cup your cheek, ever so caressing it to assure you that it’s okay, and as quietly as he can, he’ll ask, “is there something bothering you y/n?”
— and if you try to dodge his question or even lie, this is where upset chuuya comes in :(
— “baby, don’t lie to me okay? i know you’re insecure about something. whatever it may be, it changes absolutely nothing because in my eyes, you’re perfect.”
— he’s trying so hard not to be filled with anger. and that’s not to say he’s angry towards you, hell no. but anger towards whatever made you feel this way >:(
— because no one tells chuuyas’ princess shit. (yes i hc chuuya calls his s/o princess…baby, babe, doll, doll-face, sweetheart, and fine wine even HAHA)
— so when you do finally mention your insecurity of your chest, god he can’t help but pull you into his neck while rubbing your back. he’ll shower you with reassurance too.
— “it’s okay baby. no need to get so hung up on it okay? you’re beautiful, y/n. i mean that shit.”
— “you’re the sexiest woman i’ve ever seen and you want to say some bullshit like that? no. fuck no. listen to me…”
— his little curses. he needs to express his frustration and affection to you somehow, and so that’s his usual.
— but he truly understands the feeling of insecurity, so that’s why he’s opening up to you about his height conflict now— he really wants you to feel safe and also valued in his arms.
— god he’ll make sure it gets to your head. even though insecurities are something everyone will struggle with, he just wants to show you how beautiful you are.
— but he means every single word. he almost wants to ask you if there’s a certain someone who made you even QUESTION your beauty. whew and if there is, they better sleep with one eye open because mr. nakahara does not play like that.
— because he knows there’s stupid people like that. dazai would be example A from his own experiences.
— anyway, with reassuring words comes compliments and trust me when i say chuuya is the absolute best hype man, i mean it.
— and this man is filthy rich (like he was drinking wine that cost 15k…) so do expect him to literally downpour gifts of expensive lingerie such as pretty bra sets that literally fit you perfectly and even boost your confidence <3
— he’s such a proud boyfriend too. so when you feel comfortable enough to try them on for him. oh man.
— “fuck baby, you look so sexy in that. don’t make me snap the back off” and his hot ass chuckles…whew
— “hmm yeah babe, that one is definitely my favorite” his eyes narrowed sharply, obviously staring a little too long at your breasts sitting perfectly behind the probably custom designed bra, his wine glass tipped to softly caress his lips
— “hmm you think so? why?”
— “because your tits look amazing, that’s why.”
— GOD THIS MAN HAS NO FILTER WHATSOEVER AND ITS INCREDIBLY SEXY.
— fuck. him manspreading on the bed, drinking a fine glass of wine while his pretty girlfriend tries on the prettiest lingeries that probably costs more than someone’s monthly rent. he’s livid.
— wait…because when you get too close to him, allowing him to run his fingers over the bra designs, expect him to tip his wine glass to your lips, letting you sip the thick richness.
— “that’s your reward for being so fucking hot, but keep going baby. i believe there’s plenty of more for you to try on.”
— i’m. i’m….chuuya nakahara ladies and gentlemen!
— would absolutely buy you such beautiful dresses that compliment your chest. god this man would be so fast on his feet if someone ever said anything to you. whether it be flirting or something back handed, he’s up.
— “who’s this pretty little lady here-”
— “you better back it up motherfucker.”
— i’m literally crying. he’s so dead serious too.
— but if you ever get overwhelmed, he will not hesitate to pull you away from the scene and take you back to his place…where he can really show you his physical love <3
— he’s a man of class. so do expect him to set up a tub filled with lukewarm water, roses, and a rich bath bomb decorating the inside.
— and god when he pulls you both inside, allowing you to rest your back to his chest while he whispers the most enduring things ever.
— “mm baby you smell so good.” moving your wet hair to the side to kiss behind your ear.
— and when his hands reach up to cup your breasts, softly pinching your nipples, but just enough for you to throw your head back on his broad shoulders, it’s going to be a long night.
— “yeah sweetheart, i know. i’m going to make you forget about everything you’re unsure about, okay? just relax.” he’ll rasp out, while one of his hands slowly move under water, reaching to caress your inner thigh before moving to that sweet spot of yours to hear those pretty soft gasps.
— “focus on my hands baby, yeah just like that. such a good girl.”
— and once he has you turned around to face him, your upper body just above the water allowing your breasts to sit so pretty afloat while his thumbs continue to circle your nipples
— then lifting you higher so he can have your chest right in front of his face.
— and one flick to your right breast, “now let me really show you how much i love your tits, doll-face”
— he’s so perfect. everything he does is beyond charming and he doesn’t even need to try. he’s just so smooth with it and yet so flat out real?
— kisses for chuuya for being such an understanding yet sexy boyfriend <3
↳ ah i hope i did this request justice and again, i’m so sorry i got to this a bit later :,)
can we TALK about how the world will literally end when this mf gets animated?? brown hair tetchou?? and we can hear his voice?? please i won't make it out alive
