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[lovrlyn]

— say hello , lynx !!

intro ໒꒱۪ 𓂃 ⋆˙

8teen ,, lesbian ,, acespec ,, any pronouns ,, latino ,, intp ,, capricorn ,, cat girl at heart ,, strawberry shortcake enthusiast ,, mlp ,, kpop ,, music ,, voltron ,, anime ,, lads ,, genshin impact ,, loser central in here.

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ps. plz be my friend I love freaks and don’t have enough arnd me

[lovrlyn]

17+ content ahead.

please be mindful of what you are interacting with, tread carefully and with smart intentions.

sugar + spice ,, osamu miya headcanons

— sugar !!

He will never let you cook for yourself if he has anything to do with it. Maybe he’ll let you help him cook meals but most of the time you are made to sit pretty and simply watch.

— Essentially, you never go hungry with osamu around. If you tell him you haven’t eaten yet while you’re at work, he will stop whatever he’s doing, close the shop if no one else is working, and drive to bring you food. If it happens more often he will just start packing you lunches the night before and force you to take it no matter what.

He does like teaching you the proper ways of cooking and working around a kitchen, despite never actually letting you do anything. There will obviously be days he can’t always make sure you’re fed so this ensures you can survive without him around.

— This is typically what happens when you visit onigiri miya during closing— think him behind your back, guiding your hands as you shape the rice or chop up the vegetables. The close physical contact can be distracting, but osamu makes sure you keep your attention on cooking for… safety reasons. (so he says)

Osamu prefers calling over texting you. He says texting is too taxing and at least over the phone he can hear your voice. Silent phone calls are an often occurrence between you two, simply enjoying the fact of knowing you have each other even if it’s not face to face, it still counts.

— believe it or not, osamu does initiate the calls a lot more often than you do. He’s clingier than most would think only because he hides it extremely well. He has to hear your voice every day or else he will start to go a little crazy and a lot more irritable.

Speaking of clingy, he feels like a cat sometimes. It’s not like he can’t go a few days without you (as long as you call), it’s more like once you’re near him again he will not be leaving your side for anything, like a cat with its owner coming back from a trip— they were fine but they still missed you.

— spice !!

He puts your pleasure before his own always — almost always. He prefers it when you cum first, and he loves making you squirm for it when he feels to be in a teasing mood (more often than you’d expect). He holds out until you cum and relax from your climax before he pulls out and finishes on your stomach. He remains respectful of you throughout the whole process.

— Yet, sometimes he can’t help himself. He needs you sooo badly you barely get time to adjust— rarely get prepped. Though, in situations like these, he’s leaking so much pre already that it’s enough to lessen the sting of him rushing to be inside of you. He’ll be careful not to hurt you too much as he thrusts in rough and fast, still trying hard to be the gentle lover you know him as. He fails. Your whines and moan mingle with his own noises and it only urges him on, causing him to finish inside of you.

Everyone has a breaking point, right? Osamu’s is when you look so good for date night— too good for date night, and is forced to wait until you two get home to devour you. He fails at waiting too, sometimes. Sometimes he’ll barely even make it to the car before he has his hands all over you. Car sex happens more often than you’d like to admit. (osamu got tinted windows because of this).

— Honestly, these car sessions can be better than when it’s in the bedroom for you. Osamu will practically rip your outfit off and reveal your legs to him, and he lovesss it when you don’t wear anything underneath, laying yourself bare for him easily. He immediately gets to work on giving you head and eating everything you have to offer him. Not a single drop of your cum ever goes to waste.

He is a very passionate groaner during sex, and I mean very passionate. It’s all grunts and groans from him and he tries to keep himself together while inside you. It’s a battle every single time not to give into you while your warm walls try to squeeze everything out of him. It’s what makes him so vocal; he can’t help it— it feels physically painful for him sometimes.

— On extremely rare occasions, osamu will whimper and whine for you. Again, it’s not often, but if you withhold yourself from him for long enough he will start to beg for anything, even the tiniest bit of a kiss. If you do give him just a kiss and nothing else, that’s when he’ll let out that whine for more. And during sex, while you overstimulate him, he’ll let out whimpers from how good it feels to have you on top of him and pleasuring him.

He has multiple favorite positions, too in love with you to pick just one. All of them though have something in common: osamu has to see your face. Nothing matters as much to osamu as your pleasure does, and your face tells him exactly how you’re feeling and what you need during sex.

— If he was forced to pick just one, it would be missionary. It’s classic, it’s the best for seeing your face, gives him the most access to your sensitive spots, and overall gives you both the most pleasure. His second choice would be seeing you ride him. When you take control in the bedroom, it’s incredibly attractive to osamu.

a/n: for my fav most beautiful girl marsie pan marshmallow :3 hope you enjoy !!! ^_^

[lovrlyn]

the concept of you talking them through it instead of the usual other way around 🧘🏽‍♀️ oh my mind is beautiful

[lovrlyn]

gojo using a pair of your panties as a blindfold stay with me now.

he only does it in the bedroom though, not wanting anyone else to see any part of you. he’ll put it over his eyes and imagine you’re there with him. he can smell it perfectly just like that. he starts to mess around with it, pulling it away from his face and down to his mouth so he can lick the wet spot that remains there from when he was teasing you before. he even starts imagining you sitting on his face, letting him eat you out just like that. it’s so gross the way he starts getting off by wearing your underwear over his face but he can’t help it. when you bust him for it, let’s just say that starts becoming routine whenever he starts acting out. he can have a piece of you, but never the real you.

[lovrlyn]

[ short imagine with Nanami ] 16+

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imagine you two watching a movie together. he’s been drowned in work for the past few days and only now has time to be with you.

Of course, you’re grateful for this peaceful date night, but there is something else on your mind as there always is whenever Nanami is around you.

your eyes wander from the screen to Nanami’s torso and you can’t help the thoughts that enter your mind, telling you to touch him.

so you touch him.

obviously that touch wasn’t innocent and was very intentional. you slip your hand under his shirt, and he lets you.

the night proceeds in a different way then intended after that.

“I’m cumming. N-Nanami, I’m gonna come.” you whimper as your pace on nanami’s clothed dick starts going erratic and you can’t control yourself anymore. he has to take the lead and you sob as your climax closes in on you.

“Cum. Cum all over me darling.” and it’s like his words were just what you needed, as if a dam was opened.

you came so hard and so much, it flowed out of your underwear and onto the couch you guys stayed on.

“Oh my god.” you said to yourself , falling onto of Nanami as the energy drained out of you.

you notice the bulge still poking at your entrance at look at Nanami with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

“Bedroom?” you asked as your hand reached down and you teased him with your finger, running it along the length of him.

“You sure you’re up for it?” Nanami ran his fingers up and down your back, creating goosebumps.

“I’ll go all night with you.” and that was all Nanami needed as he lifted you up in his arms and carried you to the bedroom.

“you’re already soaked, so how about we use that to our advantage?” he said as he laid you down and took his boxers off, freeing his red and pulsating cock that leaked pre-cum.

you’re grateful that movie night was long forgotten. you were in for something even better.

a/n: short imagine to feed u guys ^_^ full length of this coming soon bc im nanami pilled currently and must write more.

[lovrlyn]

RULES !!

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: REQUESTS are very much welcome

HOWEVER.

I will not be writing things like cnc , age gap such as minor x adult , fetishes I’m not okay with (age play, foot, etc) and anything else that makes ME uncomfortable. I’m the one writing, after all.

and please, do not bombard me with things like “please make_!!” all the time, it’s rather stressful and a turn off meaning I probably won’t get to it.

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a lot of my content will be 16-18+ and I will be checking accounts when I can because I don’t want to be the reason a kid sees something they shouldn’t. If I don’t catch you and you decide to proceed to my page and content despite the warnings, everything is on you.

end of rules !! plz follow these or else I’ll kick u out ^_^

[lovrlyn]

16+ content below ───

jjk men !! react to you wearing a skirt wayyy too short for their liking.

[ includes nanami, gojo, geto, toji, choso, sukuna, ino. ]

nanami :

“Ready!” you walked out the room looking completely innocent— as if you didn’t have your ass practically all the way out for anyone to see in the skirt you were wearing.

“Dear, are you sure you want to go out like… that?” Nanami looked you up and down, pulling his tie just a bit a ways from his neck to breathe, suddenly feeling too clothed.

“Like what? Is there something wrong with how I look?” you asked, pouting at him like a sad puppy with pure eyes he knew were lies.

“Not that there’s much wrong with it, just— isn’t it too revealing?” He took another look down and could nearly see your panties.

They were a pretty pink; ones that he bought, even.

“Hm? I don’t think so!” You grabbed Nanami’s arm and pulled him out the house, saying “let’s just go!” as you walked towards the car.

You turned to lock the door but had “accidentally” dropped the keys and bent down right in front of Nanami, giving him the perfect view of those panties he loved so much.

Instinctively, he put his hand on your ass and moved to cover you.

With his hips on yours. Allowing you to feel his hard on pressing into you, which only turned you on more.

“Kento!” You gasped, as if you weren’t expecting this.

“Get back inside. Now.” You giggled as you quickly opened the door and Nanami didn’t even wait to get to the bedroom.

He bent you over the sofa and had you right then and there.

“So filthy, wearing a skirt so short. Now you know what’ll happen the next time you pull this same little stunt.

You couldn’t even give a proper response, his dick filling you up to the brim, and you were grateful to know you had a new weapon added to your arsenal.

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⤷ ゛gojo: ˎˊ˗

“Oh? That’s how you decided to dress today?” Gojo asked with a slight smirk once he saw you walk out the room in the shortest pair of skirts he’d ever seen.

Not only that, but in his favorite color.

“Yup! Isn’t it cute?!” You do a spin for him as if you were doing a simple showing of the outfit, when truly you knew spinning would give him a better chance of looking. Down there.

Gojo walks up to you and places his hands on your hips possessively.

“You’re a naughty thing, you know that?” He leans down to whisper in your ear, kissing down your neck as he did so.

“I have no idea what you mean?” You played dumb, tilting your head like a dog (which gave him more access to your neck) and tapping into your inner actor.

Suddenly, Gojo picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, causing you to yelp.

“I thought we were going out!?” You said as gojo carried you into the bedroom, a hand staying on you ass to keep you from falling.

“You knew full well we were never gonna go out with you looking like that.” Gojo practically threw you on the bed and it was then you saw the bulge in his pants.

He placed his hand on your hip again to keep you in place and started removing your pretty panties you already stained with wet.

“Better get ready now, we aren’t stopping.”

And he truly meant that. He made sure all plans of going out were forgotten.

And when you would scream too loud from how good is dick felt, he used the same skirt you wore to rile him up to keep you quiet.

“This will happen every time you wear this skirt, princess, so wear them wisely.”

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⤷ ゛geto: ˎˊ˗

“Alright, let’s get going!” You walk towards the front door where Geto has been waiting for you since forever to finish getting ready.

“Finally—“ He spoke out, but stopped when he saw what you had on.

A skirt so short you may as well be naked.

“…That’s what you want to wear?” He asked, swallowing hard as you bent down to slip your shoes on and he had to keep himself from undressing you right there with the view you gave him.

“Yeah?” You say as if there isn’t anything wrong,

“I like it, and there’s no time to change anyway. Let’s go!” You smiled at him so sweetly— like an angel— and then walked out the door.

Geto followed behind you, looking at the way your hips moved and knew he should’ve made you change into something different.

You two got in the car together and Geto tried his best to focus on the road.

Except, with your hand on his thigh, your skirt showing off everything as you sat, and his tightening pants, he had to pull over.

He barely made it 10 minutes in the car with you before his self control broke.

“Fuck the reservation, I need you.” and have you he did.

He ripped— literally ripped— the skirt off you as he placed you right over his throbbing cock.

Passing cars would’ve gotten a show if they looked over, even as the windows fogged.

Geto drove back home afterwards to go for round two.

“Sorry for ruining your skirt, though, it’s not the only thing that’s gonna be ruined tonight.”

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⤷ ゛toji: ˎˊ˗

“Toji, I’m ready!” You said, walking out the bedroom and standing in front of Toji.

“What do you think?” You asked, looking up at him so innocently as if you weren’t being incredibly shameless by showing off everything in the front AND back.

Toji looked you up and down, stepping away and coming closer as he examined your outfit.

“I think you’re testing me, pretty.” He said with a smirk on his face and new found determination in his eyes.

“I’m not doing anything, Toji. Must be your imagination.” You play coy, turning away and grabbing your bag to head out.

“Not so fast.” Toji took the bag from your hand and placed it back down swiftly.

He pressed himself against your back, keeping you in place by wrapping an arm around your waist.

“You really think I’m just gonna let you go?” Slowly, his hand slid down your body and you started to feel goosebumps form on your arms.

“If I say yes, would you believe me?”

“Nah. I knew you wanted this.” Toji used one hand to grab your ass, “You could’ve just asked me, you know I would’ve given it to ya.”

Slight movement of his hips and you felt him against you, hard and throbbing, and he smirked at your reaction.

Yeah, you wanted this bad.

“And since you clearly put so much effort into making this happen, I’ll be sweet on you.”

Which was code for “I’m going to make you cum so much I could use it to paint the walls.” and as Toji undressed you as fast as lightning and got straight to work, all you could do was smile.

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⤷ ゛choso: ˎˊ˗

“Uh, that’s how you’re going out?” Choso asked as he saw you finishing up getting ready in the bathroom.

“Yeah, isn’t it cute?!” You finished putting lip gloss on and turn to face him, deliberately smacking your lips together for him to focus on.

Yet, all Choso could actually focus on was the way he could see a peek of your panties from under your insanely short skirt and how your ass looked so perfect for him to grab.

He nearly did reach out and squeeze it, but he has more respect for you than that.

“I’m not sure if it’s very appropriate. But if you like it, I can’t stop you.” Choso kept his lips in a thin line as he tried to focus on anything besides your outfit and how much he loved it— and yet also how much he needed it off.

“Great, then let’s go!” You walk out before him and Choso watches you sway your hips.

He knew you were doing it deliberately, and since you were, he knew he was allowed to help himself.

Quickly, he grabs your hand and turns you back around and pulls you into his chest.

“How about.. we stay in today?” He suggested, hands hovering over your hips, his self control slipping by the seconds.

You giggle at his visible inner battle, giving into his desires. “I was hoping you’d say that.” You give him a soft kiss— it was barely a kiss as your lips only lightly touched, but it made him finally lose all restraint.

That was all Choso needed as he knelt down and worshiped what your skirt barely kept hidden.

He ate like a man starved, and even multitasked as he stroked himself to the sound of your moans.

Tonight was obviously going to be a good night, for the both of you.

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⤷ ゛sukuna: ˎˊ˗

The moment you walked out the room looking like a slut, Sukuna laughed in your face.

“You’re crazy if you think you get to go out like that.” He said from his spot on the couch. He looked you over once and immediately shook his head in disapproval.

“What? This is a cute outfit, I want to wear it!” You protested against him, walking over to him and placing yourself in between his legs that were spread open.

“Don’t you think so too, su-ku-na?” You purposefully spaced out his name as you dared to lean in closer and get right in his face.

Your gall always impressed him. And turned him on.

“You’ve got some nerve, sweetheart.” He used the pet name not in a loving way— no. He used it because he knew it sent shivers down your spine and soaked your panties immediately.

Sukuna grabbed you harshly by your chin and challenged you, “You really want to continue wearing that, brat?” He spat at you.

“Yes.” You breathed out, not scared of what he’ll do; rather, you were actually getting exactly what you wanted.

“Then turn your ass around for me.” He let you go and you did as you were told.

“Here’s your punishment you wanted so much, slut.” He said right before he slipped cold hands under your skirt and pulled you onto his lap.

You could feel his dick pressing into you, straining against his pants, and it was instinct to start grinding against him.

He quickly put a stop to that, “Nu uh, you greedy bitch. You only get it when I say so.”

And even though you whined, you both new you loved it like the sick whore you are.

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⤷ ゛ino: ˎˊ˗

The moment you walked into ino’s line of sight, the sound of whistling followed soon after.

It made you giggle and so you did a little spin for him, allowing him to take in how the skirt you were wearing revealed the parts of you he loved so much.

“Do I look good?” You asked with a smirk on your face, already knowing what your boyfriend thought about the insanely revealing skirt you had on.

“Good? Baby, you look fucking gorgeous. Out of this world.” He slowly made his way towards you, truly taking his time to admire how amazing you looked.

“But, I’m afraid I can’t let others see you like this.” He said, falling down to his knees and placing his hands on your bare thighs.

He had a playful smile on his face and you knew exactly what was coming up.

The sight of him looking up at you that way simply was enough to turn you on.

So, despite already being ready to stay home, you asked why anyway, “Taku, come on. It’s just an outfit, isn’t it?”

And when he started kissing your thighs, you knew it was over.

“You know damn well it’s not just an outfit.” He bit the skin of your inner thigh and your knees practically gave out.

Not even moving to an acceptable surface, ino immediately removed the skirt that had to panties underneath (convenient— on purpose) and started to eat you out right on the floor.

You knew damn well that tonight would be restless after that.

a/n: ahhh first post like this heh yes i made a separate account for my lwk freaky stuff cuz sometimes a girl needs to let it out !! no shame oki anyway, I hope you all enjoy ^_^

— sincerely, lynx