I'm actually not new to tumblr but this particular one is my anime and manga haven. I make this acc for random post and fics archive so essentially I'm not a writer *woos myself* but! if you wanna find my writing(s) you can find them with this tag: #moon.writes💫
Additional note: if you're a minor, I encourage you to don't follow my blog as the nsfw and dark contents I reblog (I'm sorry for the meantime I can't manage having two blogs to separate contents). But, you can follow my writing tag instead :)
I'm pretty shy but my inbox is always open if you need someone to talk^^
Love,
Moon🌙
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List of anime and manga I’ve watched and read:
♡ = anime and manga
♧ = manga
☆ = anime only
◇ = anime and half manga
- Hunter x hunter ◇
- Bungou stray dogs ♡
- Haikyuu ♡
- Kimetsu no yaiba ♡
- Black clover ☆
- BNHA ☆
- Nanatsu no taizai ☆
- Banana fish ☆
- Ao haru ride ☆
- Koi wo shiranai bokutachi wa ♧
- Horimiya ♧
- Namaiki zakari ♧
- Yuri on ice ☆
- Fugou keiji balance unlimited ☆
- Fruits basket ☆
- I read some yaoi too but it’s gonna take so much more space to list it so you can just ask or send me message hehe
(🐻❄️) im sorry if i said this already but ?? i wasn't expecting a reply @ that toji ask at all ndhdjdh i just sent twt then ran AND FOR IT TO GET 2K ?? ur writing is so good U DESERVED THAT. I Will Cry and thank u again remi jdhdjd ;; also i was this 🤏 close to suggesting nanami for it instead fr
thank you!! n i think nanami would be equally as vicious as toji except it would take him just a little bit more to get reared up enough to put you in a mating press like that… feel like nanami has the habit of putting aside his orgasms for days if not weeks. he puts his pleasure above yours on every night he has the chance to touch you intimately.
he just works so much and a part of him feels bad that he can’t satisfy you like he wants to every single night. so instead makes you cum on his cock til you’ve gone silly and before you can even get a whine or whimper in about him not cumming, his dripping cock’s already put away and he’s reaching for rags to clean you up and snuggle you into a tight embrace.
it’s only on select nights where even he’s had enough of abstaining from cumming that he hitches your limp legs over his shoulders and has his way with you.
quiet for the most part- apart from your whines and crying and deep rumbling groans and grunts coming from him.
trying to pepper your heated, sticky face with kisses and small, clipped whispers of praise- things like,
“angel- you have the face of an angel.” or “pretty baby, take my cock so well.”
all the while you can hardly breathe while he puts his cock so deep inside you- you can feel it in your throat, drunk on the prospect that you’ll get the privilege of feeling your cum deep in your tummy.
not unfollowing a mutual who hasnt posted in 9 months out of loyalty and love like a widow still setting a place at the dinner table for her husband who died in the war
atsumu and you have been dating for a while, yet not long enough to completely indulge in certain things. and after so many bad experiences with your favorite and most comforting kink, you've decided to keep it down for a while until you're 100% sure you guys are in for the long run.
tsumu is quick to prove himself and before you can even realise it, a whole year had past and here you were, still head over heels in love with him and his heart. you've always had a bit of a crush on him and after gaining the courage to ask him out, he's made it his mission to make sure you know how much he cares about you.
you decide to tell him about the one thing you've been thinking about for literal months on a random tuesday evening, after tsumu's cute little "good girl"s and "that's my baby"s, something you're quite used to at that point.
yet somehow – that day it just hit different and all of ansudden you found yourself slowly sinking down on his cock, his pretty eyes never once leaving your face as he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and hisses at the feeling of your tight cunt.
tsumu's big hands are firmly placed on your hips, gently guiding your movements and littering your neck in open mouthed, breathy kisses as he whispers words of encouragement and praise into your ear.
"you're doing so well, angel girl", his voice is raspy and strained, the sweetest melody you've ever heard and your body just reacts with a row of high pitched moans of his names in response to his, "mhm, there you go. there's those sweet moans."
your brain is clouded by his hypnotising smell, the taste of his precum still prominent on your tongue and the feeling of his hands and his lips on your skin had pushed you to the deepest parts of your pleasure and all of a sudden, the forbidden, yet sweetest little title falls past your lips.
you don't even realise it until atsumu grabs your face with one hand and looks at you with wide, excited eyes, flushed cheek and chest and bit swollen lips; his freshly dyed hair sticking to his forehead as he gulps harshly.
"what- what did you just say baby?"
the question seems so far away, despite pf how simple it is and all of a sudden a wave of shame washes over you.
"i'm so sorry, 'tsumu", you whisper and look away in shame, throwing your head back in a desperate attempt to stop the tears from rollinc over your cheeks.
"it's okay, angel, you're okay. say it again, will you? tell me what you said but look at me, yeah?"
just like that you're back in the sweet haze of your arousal and hate how much his voice effects you, yet without even hesitating you wrap your hand around his wrist and look into his eyes with a veil of tears covering your sight.
"i called you daddy", is the only thing yoj manage to say before you bury your face in his neck and let out a soft sob followed by a row of apologies.
"hey, hey", tsumu's quick to react, his grip on your waist tightening a little before he reaches for your face and makes you look ag him again.
"don't get all shy and embarrassed on me now, sweet girl", he whispers and pulls you into the sweetest kiss which easily pushes you back into your sweet comfort zone.
"you don't have to indulge in it, i promise it's okay. i just – it slipped out because you felt so good, i'm so sorry."
and upon watching a single tear roll down your face, tsumu sighs gently, before he whipes it away with his thumb and grazes his lips over yours.
"no need to cry, baby, i liked it", he replies calmly, his hot breath hitting your skin and sending shivers down your back, your cumt clenching around his cock in response to his words of approval, "now be daddy's good girl and don't ever use my name again, yeah?"
do you ever feel nostalgic about a book? like yes I read it, yes I experienced it, yes I obssessed over it. but that is not enough. i want it to never end, this constant, overwhelming feeling of being consumed by a book. i want it i want it i want it.
Bakugou who’s lying with you in bed, your head on his chest, his arm around you, and fighting to stay awake as you tell him about your day. Then when you notice that his replies are getting increasingly quiet and spaced out, you fall silent, thinking he completely dozed off, but he gently strokes your arm and mutters, “So? What happened next?“
