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‧₊˚⭐ 𝄞₊˚⊹ –> TW : NSFW drabble ahead~!

( Ft. Dom bottom FTM reader <3 !! )

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's thrilled to get started on his next gig after looking into his co-star, you, and seeing that youre a younger, fresher actor who just so happens to be a femboy.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's ready to pounce on you the moment he sees you in person for the first time on set, with your delicate energy that made his body jolt with arousal.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who eyes you up and down, apologizing to you in advance after spotting the prep team readying BDSM gear as he hums, "sorry if I lose control and wreck those pretty legs, doll." While you giggle at his cockiness.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's caught off guard in the dressing rooms when the prep team come in whilst holding the ropes, explaining this one'll be a little different this time.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's tied up to the bed posts, nipple clamps pulling at his pierced, veal colored nubs as they begin rolling the cameras, him utterly confused.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who finally understands what's going on when you crawl onto him and make out with him while your 11 inch strap pushes into his ass.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's making the ugliest, hysterical sounds, neck arched into the pillow as your small, skimpy frame pounds his anus between his thighs, already slick and orgasming at the sight of his neediness.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who pleads with you to let him cum, but all you do is hold his balls tightly, unclip the strap and sink yourself into his veined girth, strangling him with your tight rectum.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who can only lay there until he sobs as you pull and twist on his nipples with your cute, dainty hands as you fucked yourself on his cock like he was a mindless dildo.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's babbling after you spank him and spit down his throat, whispering how he's such an embarrassment of a man, yanking on his hair until he's calling you master like a slurred mantra.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna whose face is flushed when you smile and ask him to breed you deep and hard like a good, stupid dildo, and orgasms in you in thick, creamy ropes that make slushy, gurgling sounds.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who can only stare at you, dazed and blushing as you whipped your body around, your ass on his face, your oozing, moist cunt on his tongue as you serviced his overstimulated cock.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's eating you out ravenously and cleaning his salty semen out of your leaking cunt lips as you 69'd until you were both shuddering.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna who's staring at the ceiling seeing rainbows after you finished filming and you got off of him and made him question his role in the bedroom.

Gay porn actor!Sukuna, who, after all is said and done, slips you his number in hopes to be your good boy and pillow princess outside of work.

Based on a conversation I had with @guygonefearfishing ~!! (˵ᵕ̴᷄ ˶̫ ˶ᵕ̴᷅˵)

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Blub blub.. Imagine—Soap can't.. he really can't.. he's going to die because of his lack of 'canning' ..

..he can't stand being separated from you for this long!!

Not that you really were anywhere far—you were showering—but how many hours had passed in his mind? How many years wasted, held by the fridgity of lonesome? The hostility of desolation? The agony of bore?!?!

He want to hold you! Kiss you!! He wanted to smother his boy in pecks and nuzzle you until you writhed and whined about how his stubble kept itching you!!

He just can't help it!!

He needs you, 24/7—glued to him preferably!!

The bedsheets swish and rustle as he shifts around, rolling in place, the blankets tangling and wrapping around his legs like ivory vines. He whined and buried his head in your pillow, indulging in the smell of your shampoo.

Oh, how he misses you, in spite of being in a room literally attached to the wall and being only a few feet away..

Oh..loneliness..such a horrible, terrible familiar..

The door clicks as you step out, exhaling softly. The bathroom sighs behind you and your fresh, dressed for bed body.

And he doesn't waste a second—springing up immediately like a german shepherd called to action, and rushes to you as if he'd returned from a multi-year long deployment. He wraps his arms around you, your feet dangling as you begin to whine already. "Johnny!! Johnnyyyy!!!"

Oh..how he missed that voice!! He'd gone 30 minutes without it!!

He simply nuzzled himself into your neck and mumbled, his lips too busy pressing kisses into your soft, clean flesh to speak properly.

"Mmh..missed you more.."

(Author's note; Working..working..)

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"Shakespeare's my glove!" Imagine—Your F/O who'll learn your native language just 2 connect with you further, and or learning a new language together with you 2 whisper about how much they love you and gossip 2 you in public <3

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Should I stay or should I go?~ Quick byler Silliness before I log off <3 !!

At the doctor's for a blood draw..

Mike: "I'm not scared of needles!! Quit holding my hand!!"

Will: "..are you sure? I mean, I don't mind—"

Mike: "yes I'm sure!! I'm a grown man I'm not scared of a needle!!"

After the blood draw..

Will: staring at his watch, "okay, so they said the results should come by in some time..so, I can drop by after I get the groceries and then swing by—"

Mike: sniffling.

Will:"—..Mike?"

Mike: covering his eyes with his arm, the arm that had blood drawn shakes. "W-what.."

Will: "..are you?"

Mike: "I'm not crying!!" Hiccuping and starts Sniffling again.

Will: "..do you want a hug?"

Mike: "..." scooting closer as will wraps his arms around him.

Will: "Aw..hey, you did a really good job, you were really brave, Mike!!" Patting his back, as he holds him.

Mike: sniffling still before mumbling finally, "..I'm wasnt scared."

Will: smiling as he starts leading them away. "Of course you weren't."

(probably OOC, so don't take it personal !! but I love the idea that Mike is secretly scared of needles <3)

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Holy 100 followers batman ∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) !! Imagine—your F/O who has to custom make merch of you to carry around in their yumeship ita bag (you x them, of course~) and every other character's knowledge of you is completely involuntary, because your F/O just can't help but keep talking about their lovely boy!! (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

(thank you every everyfish for your support!! I'm so honored!! <3)

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97 followers .. ? Woah.. people really like hearing me talk !! Thank you so much everyfish 4 your support !! Hope 2 get more fics done 4 my fellow queers to enjoy !! <3

I've been thinking about the TF141 a lot recently.. while I truly enjoy the idea of subbing and being a good boy (well, a fish in my case~) for them (and really, who wouldn't? (˵ᵕ̴᷄ ᗜ ᵕ̴᷅˵) !!) I've been thinking about how lovely they'd be pathetically begging for your forgiveness.

Could you imagine? Getting into an argument with Simon, getting the silent treatment, and now, without direct acknowledgement (because why would you speak to a husband with such audacity?) Making him beg for forgiveness so he could fuck you? Watching him straddle your legs, humping your thighs with his hands behind his back. "I-I'm sorry, love.." he gasps out, beads of condensation running down his knitted, wanting face, but your head remains turned to the side, because he still isn't pathetic enough yet? "I-i was outta line, yeah..?" Though his pleas fall upon deaf ears, and you keep him riding your thigh until he cums?

Could you dream? John price between your legs, kissing between your thighs and sucking them desperately, his face so perfectly flushed with an embarrassment unlike the stern captain everyone was affiliated with. "Come on..look at me.." he's not trying to hide it anymore, he's outright begging for you to forgive him, to let him breed you, but you wanted to teach him a lesson—men don't just fight their husbands like that and expect a sorry to fix it. Your hands teasingly wander near his personal space, barely grazing his bearded cheek, and when he leaned in, ready to nuzzle you, you simply pulled away, staring at your nails again. You hummed idly, before flitting your eyes over him boredly, "Men who are sorry usually have their mouths busy until they can't cum without help." And he stays stuck on your thighs, worshipping them until you pity him enough?

Could you fathom? Soap's arms have been around you for an hour, and you're sure he'll keep going, though your surprised the blood circulation within his corded arms hadn't been cut off already. His breath tickles the nape of your neck as he presses wet kisses to your flesh. His hips grind slowly against your ass. "A-am sorry.." he can't even speak—you know how erect he is, how much he needs to be inside of his husband, but you insist on telling him to just keep kissing. Your focused on 'cleaning', you say, but you're just staring at the sponge, rubbing it provocatively with one hand, while your free hand finds his ass and kneads his cheeks slowly. You tilt your head when he whines, when he begs for you forgive him, but you know good boys, and good husbands, don't learn if they get rewarded too fast. "I'll consider it," and he keeps going until he finishes inside his boxers?

Could you taste it? Gaz's fingers have been digging into his thighs for 30 minutes, and given 5 minutes more, he wouldn't be surprised if his fingers bore a hole through his pants. "P-please I.. I'm so sorry, baby.." he's been on his knees while your foot pressed against his throbbing bulge. You'd been teasing him like this for how long, now? How horribly did he need to be inside of you? His face is flushed red, his ears burning as his world spun. Had the living room always been this hot? He raises his head to you, looking to his husband for any sense of forgiveness, but you both knew you liked playing games. "I-I'll.. fuck I'll.." he moans again, as your hand gently comes to stroke his hair. You made him look up to you as your foot pressed down just a tad harder, "men who are sorry don't cum so quickly." You whisper, and you keep him there until he can't even see in front of him anymore?

Ahh .. how lovely <3

(Author's note: this gojo fic is taking me SO LONG and I have no idea why ߹𖥦߹ )

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‧₊˚⭐ 𝄞₊˚⊹ –> TW : NSFW drabble ahead~!

"You fuckin' minx."

Price pushed you harder against the marble kitchen counter when he noticed your delicate, lacy lingerie. His husband really was a bratty handful. Its low temperature bit sharply into your bare skin. Your apron and remnants of your undershirt remained pooled around both of your legs. He didn't have to rip your favorite shirt like that!!

"A-ah..you're being so meannnnn..!!!" You weakly whined, writing against his firm grip, his right hand pinning your hands securely behind your back. He scoffed, rolling his eyes as his left hand worked at his belt buckle.

"Mean? Look who's talking, brat."

It was enthralling how quickly he had you bent over the nearest surface. He was nothing less than ecstatic to finally have you in his greedy, meaty hands again. And why wouldn't he be? You knew he'd be gone for weeks, perhaps even bordering on months. But it never quite stopped you, being the good husband you were, from being as needy as you could in his messages: Every selfie of you riding a dildo that looked like his dick: Every video of you jerking your cute cock while whining his name: Every voice message where you couldn't even speak because the vibrator's settings was far too high, so you only spoke in gasps: Every photo showing off your new lingerie and your body—you knew what you were doing to him while he was away.

It was the cruelest thing, being able to temporarily manage his insatiable hunger using his own hands. He yearned for his heavy, throbbing cock to be strangled by his bratty boy's insides.

The moment he came back home, he didn't waste time with affectionate formalities.

He sunk himself into his husband eagerly, buried balls deep inside of him in one go. Your back arched up nicely, the lovely display of your plump ass for his gaze and use alone made the blood rush to his cock fervently. You moaned, babbling something, already so different compared to the brat who left him wanting on text.

His left hand pulled on your hair while his right held your arms. He was in no rush to hold your hips—you were sandwiched between him and the counter. He knew you couldn't move.

As he began to thrust into you, pounding your prostrate with pinpoint accuracy, he pulled your hair and leaned in. He set groaned softly against your ear as you shivered.

"Go on, brat." He pumped rougher, now, in the spot that made you see stars. He gruffly whispered, his beard scraping your neck as your eyes rolled back into your skull.

"Take this cock like a good boy like you said you would."

(Author's note: gojo fic in revision once more!! <3 )

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Took a small break from writing .. I'm back from the Mariana trench <3 !!

Veteran Simon riley! Who despises the idea of price hiring a caretaker for him.

Veteran Simon riley! Who remains indifferent towards your existence in spite of your best efforts to bond with him.

Veteran Simon riley! Who's suddenly ready to murder the space between the atoms when something crashes in the kitchen.

Veteran Simon riley! Who's calling for soap's name to no reply, breathless as he's unapologetically slung into the battlefield again.

Veteran Simon riley! Who's arms wrap around you desperately when you come running in, while he's mid-destruction of the kitchen, 'saving' a man long gone.

Veteran Simon riley! Who pleads with you to run away, to leave the field and never look back.

Veteran Simon riley! Who's awaken out of his violent trance, staring at you listlessly when you tell him he's home, that Johnny's not here anymore, and hasn't been here for a very long time.

Veteran Simon riley! Who saunters away to his room to 'sleep', but you can hear the sobs slipping through the thin walls into your ears.

Veteran Simon riley! Who asks you not to leave, and stay with him in the apartment just a little longer.

Veteran Simon riley! Who can't stand being alone anymore.

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Yandere!Tim drake who'll arrange your supposed murder, then kidnaps you himself and keeps you in his basement, knowing he has you all to himself and all you can do claw at the door and beg him to let you go, knowing everyone things you're a dead man <3

(Something quick while I go revise the fic again!! <3)

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Please for the love of God make a master list post... I will end all the future famines for your bloodline

This is, perhaps, the greatest compliment I'll ever receive in this lifetime, and even surpasses those that I might receive in my next . .

I'll be making a big ol' master list soon, so don't worry at all !! ദ്ദി^ヮ^˶).ᐟ

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Happy 50th post <3 !! Continuation of this yuji drabble here !!

Imagine—by force (and immense hunger) you managed to sit up and take some bites of the chicken wings. Yuji's eyes proved over you nervously, before catching a wing that your shaky fingers could no longer take hold of anymore.

His hands find yours slowly, aligning your clammy palms against his, before intertwining your fingers.

God, you're freezing.

"Baby, your cold." He whispered, resting his free hand on your cheek. His thumb idly rubbed it, holding you as your head collapsed into his palm. "Really cold, you're like a corpse," he almost laughed a little. All you could do was huff. Even laughing made your stomach hurt.

"..you wait here, okay? I wanna take care of my boyfriend," he kissed the top of your head, adjusting the blanket around you before he made off.

cold, you were cold. And in pain.

You didn't like the loneliness, it made everything worse. Yuji made the pounding, painful world warm, even if it was momentary.

You shuddered before collapsing face first into your pillow again, whining. "Yu..yu.." it hurts. It really hurts. Mentally and physically. No man cries this hard over pain. No man bleeds out of a cunt. No man has a cunt. No man..no man..

You felt the couch dip behind you, the blanket being peeled off of your sweaty pajamas. "I..dont know how to use these. But..I think it's something like this..?" His voice is soft behind you.

He hesitates before slowly rolling your pajamas, peeling the sticker off. He carefully lines it up to your lower back. He stares at it, momentarily, before leaning down and pressing a kiss against it. "My poor boy.." he whispers. He rolls your pajamas down, his hand finds your hips, slowly lifting them up.

He slips the rubber heater under you, the hot water sloshing as he lays you against it. You slowly turn, changing position from your stomach to your back, looking up to him.

He leans down, looming over you, and kisses you on your lips. Once, twice, again and again..

He shifts his body, softly thumping beside you, his corded arms wrapping around you like he'd never see you again. He rubbed your side as you nuzzled his neck, whimpering there. "My pretty boy.." he hums into your ear as he peppers kisses around your face, neck and collarbone—anywhere he could reach.

"Such a strong, handsome, lovely boy..I'll even fight gojo-sensei for you, or sukuna for you.." he giggled against your skin.

Your body ached—everything ached. But Yuji always knew how to make the world seem a little more bearable each time.

You smiled weakly through it all. "I love you too, my yu.."

(My itinerary after getting the gojo fic done is definitely gonna be a yuji fic with his pregnant husband~! ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ)و✧*｡)

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Ahh .. hello everyfish !! I wasn't planning on posting today, since I'm revising the gojo fic 4 some extra sensory additions, but it's this specific sequence that has me a little worried, since I feel it isnt as emotional as I hoped!!

🐟 –> Does this sequence make you feel any type of strong emotion?

🐋 –> wahh ,, not quite !! </3

🛸 –> ooh ,, I liked it !! <3

✨ –> Could add extra details ,, but it's good !! <]

⭐ ゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ skip 2 rezults <3 !!

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If anybody has anything specific they'd like 2 point out ,, don't be shy at all and LMK <33 !! Thank you everyfish so much in advance~!!

(Sidenote: bluergh.. I'm so scared my writing comes off as AI !! how soulless !! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)  )

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Sukuna! Who thinks he has his boyfriend all figured out, only 2 be continously bamboozled, like what do you mean you like bunnies and kittens? You're 2 mean 2 him in the mornings 4 that!! ~ (˶✪ᗜ✪˶)´ˎ-

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I was sent to the bottom of the ocean for a few days .. (—w— ˇ) Imagine—Itadori doesn't get it. Not that he's trying to be dumb!! But..what does his boyfriend mean when he says pads with wings?

Usually, you were fully stocked. You always bought a week in advance and tracked the date of each period accordingly. He liked going shopping with you if it meant he got to distract and comfort you from the disorientation of buying pads as a trans-man.

But you didn't buy any last week—too caught up with working under shoko to catch a glance at your schedule.

So as you lay there, couch bound and sobbing with only the few spares that nobara could give (bless her poor soul) had when yuji caught up to her at her bus stop, before she headed off to Kyoto with maki.

And now the pad buying job fell on him.

He could count 15 people staring at him as he stared quizzically at the large array of colorful packages of pads lined up.

He didn't want to call you, his poor boy already in such distress and pain, so he went in blind—he was sure even sukuna couldn't help with this.

Pads.. with wings..

..sure.

—

The door of your shared dormitories opened, and you managed to peek out from under your blanket, shivering.

"Pretty boy?" He called out to you, walking in and sliding the door shut behind him. You could hear the plastic rustle of the plastic bags against each other.

..and..a very..savory..smell?

He ran over to you, holding out a plastic bag of pads. "I got you the pads!!"

And then he held out a box of chicken wings. "6 piece combo! Your favorite!!" He beams at you.

You can't even stop smiling yourself. "T-thank you..yu.."

You're so grateful you scored an absolute golden retriever.

(Bonus: and the pads he bought? Actually pads with wings too!!)

(author's note: no idea if this was done before, but my absolute favorite thing to project with itadori!! And definitely something he'd do!! ☆(≧▽≦)☆ !!)

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.. mid writing and I thought of a headcanon that, in my factually correct grandiose deductions /ref , are now canon to the DC universe.

Bruce Wayne hangs every achievement, and I mean EVERY achievement of his children's, on the manor walls and proceeds to invite people over, not to talk or anything, but simply brag about his children.

(They all collectively hide behind corners and watch in horror, groaning about how embarrassing it is, but it is simply a rite of passage for EVERY batkid to be embarrassed by Bruce~)

He's such a lovely father <3 !!

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🐬 –> journal post break !!

Also, i think the fic might be a little delayed . .so I likely won't post a drabble today. I know, i know, my apologies everyone !! I was rereading it last night, and then it occurred 2 me how 1 sided the beef was, and it was . . very juvenile. So I'll spend today rewriting it, and tomorrow if it cuts into it !! My apologies fishies !! ദ്ദി( T ᗜ T )