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[arabaka]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ reigen arataka x fem!reader x serizawa katsuya. CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ !!! reader has an established relationship with reigen. virginity loss (serizawa). fingering. light cum eating. m!receiving oral. threesome (no serirei). she/her pronouns. use of 'girl' and 'beautiful' (once each). unprotected sex. WORD COUNT: 3.2k PSD CREDIT !!! MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI or I WILL IRRITATE YOUR BOWELS（ ꐦꉺωꉺ)つ

It’s unholy, the sounds you’re making but they sound more glorious than a church choir and promise to take him to heaven all the same.

Moans freely fall from your parted lips, incantations of your lover’s name following a breath as he drags your pleasure out using only his fingers. Your face is the picture of ecstasy, eyelashes flittering together as you struggle to keep your eyes open, too overcome by his hand at your cunt and his lips on your ear. A single utterance, no– an order makes you fight your heavy lids, your gaze coming to focus on the tense figure seated on a chair by the end of the bed. “Keep looking at him.”

Him being Serizawa. Your friend. His employee.

It’s all so filthy, this little arrangement of yours. Reigen, the teacher. Serizawa, the student. And you? Why, you're the perfect teaching model.

"Are you paying attention, Serizawa?" Reigen asks but he can already see it in his eyes; the man is absolutely mesmerized by your expressions of rapture, dutifully following every sigh, every whimper as you writhe in Reigen's hold. Serizawa’s eyes, wide with intrigue, trace your form, following the curve of your legs as you keep them spread and bent for his viewing pleasure. He’s committing to memory what makes you tick, keeping track of where Reigen’s fingers are when your hips buck into the air so helplessly, so needily. His fingers twitch, anxious for their turn. This isn’t lost on you. None of Serizawa’s reactions, so tame and meek, are lost on you.

You aren’t exaggerating anything; all your drawn out moans, every hiccup and cry, are genuine and deserved. You’re there to be pleased and to make sure everyone in the room knows it. You tremble, caged between Reigen’s legs, as his index finger runs circles around your clit, his other hand working on pumping one digit, then another, and then another deep inside your awaiting pussy. All you can do is continue to sing Reigen’s praises as he so eloquently explains, “Listen to that. Look at how wet she is, just from playing with her clit. That’s how she’s able to suck me in so easily, right?” You can’t nod fast enough, gripping onto Reigen’s arms as he drives his fingers in and out your quivering hole, your walls closing in on him with every push. “You gotta make sure she’s enjoying it– you got that, Serizawa?”  

He sounds like he’s done this before, like you both have done this before– wait, have you? Another rush of blood has his erection twitching in his slacks, desperate for release and Reigen knows this. He sees Serizawa start to palm the heavy ridge, watches carefully how the man’s chest starts to rise and fall a little quicker, a little needier. Serizawa's squirming in his seat, when did this chair get so uncomfortable? “What do you think, hm? Ready to take over?” Reigen’s sudden question makes the heat in Serizawa’s face jump several degrees but his mouth runs dry when it comes to answering. It’s only when you chime in, voice laden with lust, that Serizawa snaps out if it.

“Serizawa… Please. I wanna cum.”

You’re counting the differences between Reigen’s touch and Serizawa’s; where Reigen is smooth, Serizawa is rough. He’s whispering apologetic mantras in your ears, breath hot and heavy on the shell of your ear as his gruff hands grope and cup your breasts. The quality of his hunger, the intrinsic, animalistic nature in him is obvious from his ministrations on your chest and it’s palpable; all on his own, he pulls delicious moans from you and the way his name rolls off your tongue goads him to push further, to test the waters. 

Serizawa’s thicker digits pinch your nipples, first hesitantly but when you beg him for more, he tugs ever so slightly, his pupils blown wide as he fixates on the perfect O your supple lips make. All because of him. You can feel Serizawa struggle beneath you as you recline on his chest, situated so comfortably between his legs on the bed you normally only share with Reigen. You start to grind on Serizawa, rolling your hips back to treat him to some friction as a treat for how he’s lavishing your tits with his touch. Guttural groans come rumbling from his throat and before he knows it, he has one hand eagerly traveling down your stomach, fingers rolling around the hood of your swollen clit. He gasps at how wet you are and his gaze can’t help but shift from the hand at your tit to the build up of arousal around your cunt. 

“You’re doing so good, Seri…” You coo, a gentle hand of yours coming to cup his face, your thumb starting to swipe lovingly on his cheek. Your eyes flit over to Reigen, who’s started to disrobe. First his tie, then his coat. You watch with bated breath as one by one, his buttons come loose. You’ve always been enchanted by his body but now with Serizawa’s fingers on you, fingers IN you, your feelings are amplified to a degree that has your brain buzzing and your core twisting. “Is this okay?” Serizawa’s voice is ragged in your ear, desperate for a remedy. A remedy only you can give him.

In one fell swoop, you capture Serizawa’s lips in a kiss that is both aggressive and full of affection, like the dam’s been broken and there’s no turning back. You lick until he invites you in, your tongues clashing, first like novices but he catches on so perfectly for you, takes all your incantations of his name with a full heart and a throbbing cock. Your walls flutter around his fingers, just two of them feeling like Reigen’s three (maybe even four), filling you up as he plunges knuckles deep inside you. His movements are haphazard but the pace he works at makes you delirious all the same. He smooths circles around your clit, remembering how that made you melt and moan and you can feel him smile widely against your mouth as you do as he expected. Crying and whining for him.

“C-Can I cum?” Lips popping free from Serizawa’s, you crane your head back to Reigen, choking on your breath as you find him stroking his cock, wrist rolling hard from the tip to the base. His thumb gathers the build up of pre-cum, reserving it for your taste buds as he saunters over. You know the drill so you wrap your lips around his finger, sucking him clean. He presses his thumb deeper, narrowed eyes with heavy lids glancing over to Serizawa when he instructs, “Go on. Make her cum.” 

Serizawa swallows hard. There’s a lot going on, it’s almost too much but he does what he’s told. But not before lingering on Reigen’s hard and bulging member for a moment, noting its length and slight curvature, how the tip is red and leaking. “Kiss me, Serizawa. I wanna cum!” Your begging pulls his attention back to you and oh, how he wants to please you so bad, feel you crumble all around him as he ushers you to your long-awaited release. So he pinches your cheeks, capturing your jutted lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue already sliding against yours as he jackhammers his fingers while adding another into your pliant little hole. Your walls, so squishy and tightening more and more by the second, welcome the pressure Serizawa’s fingers bring. “P-Please.” Now he’s pleading, panting into your mouth as he finishes, “Cum for me.” 

You couldn’t deny the request, even if you wanted to. You cum, hard and rushed, around Serizawa’s fingers and even he joins in your dreamy moans as he feels your release coat his fingers in a glimmering sheen. Drops of your slick start to trickle down his wrist and you’ve stained his jacket, his slacks, but he doesn’t care. He’d let you ruin anything in his closet. He’d let you ruin him.

And that’s when you start to feel a foreign puddle welling up behind you. Serizawa’s come to burst with you, cumming in his pants so fast that he chokes on a groan so loud, it makes Reigen’s member twitch with anticipation. Serizawa would be ashamed if this was any other situation. But with the pair of you, all he can think about is how he now has a desire for more.

Your breathing starts to regulate, but you know it won’t be stable for long, not if Serizawa and Reigen have anything to say about it. You can already feel Serizawa’s cock fatten up behind you in record time, displaying his want, his carnal need, for more. It’s Reigen that breaks the silence, cock in hand as he continues to pump, “You ready to cum in her pussy next, Serizawa?” And it’s you who so sweetly offers on an exhale, “Your pick.”

That’s how Serizawa’s ended up lying on his back. That’s how you have ended up with your legs spread, knees at his hips, your cunt just mere inches above his fat, throbbing member. And that’s how Reigen’s ended up with his cock at your cheek– poking, prodding, impatient. 

“I’m gonna put it in, okay, Seri?” He feebly nods. You’ll take it. Your palms flat on his stomach, you sink your hips low until Serizawa’s wide tip is bumping along your entrance. You gasp when he centers his cock, the head of his shaft now pressing in you. So much of him has to cram inside, the pressure has you feeling stuffed and he isn’t even past the tip. The stretch– it burns but you try not to show it in your face. Serizawa is the opposite; he’s never mastered the art of a poker face, always wearing his heart on his sleeve so you see it all. Nirvana just cresting his expression, his eyes are awash with pleasure as he watches your hips shimmy, pussy finally adjusting to his girth.

Sliding down, you push a husky groan from Serizawa, straight from his chest. His head sinks further into the mattress and shaky hands come to rest on your waist, though you can’t tell if that’s for him or for you. You feel sublime, unlike anything he’s ever felt before and you haven’t even started moving. You’re just so warm and you hug him so tight with your walls. You watch him shudder and huff just under his breath. It must be a lot for him, you think. So you start nice and slow, your hips undulating with a focus on running your clit over him but you underestimate just how delicious the combination of stimulating yourself while the end of his cock is buried so deep inside you, you feel him throbbing in the pit of your stomach. 

Oh. This is very different from Reigen.

“I’m– I’m gonna start moving now.” When you speak, you choke on your words. It’s overwhelming. It’s easy to understand how you’ve only been focusing on Serizawa, why you can only take him into consideration because he’s just so massive, he’s wedged in so tight he makes you feel whole. But that doesn’t stop Reigen from nudging your cheek with the fat of his cock, thumb rubbing out his foreskin as he eagerly awaits for you to relieve him. “Make sure you hold onto her, Serizawa.” Reigen barely gets the words out without groaning. You whittled away the last shred of his composure when he saw you take all of Serizawa into that tight little pussy of yours, the same one he’s claimed, the very one he’s filled with his cum more times than he can recall. 

And you’re taking him in so well, Reigen notes, and it’s appetizing how your bottom lip, supple and pouty, ushers out whispered moans and whimpers as you start to grind on Serizawa’s cock on your ascent. “Go on. Help her.” Reigen’s orders sound weakened; seeing you fuck yourself on his newly minted worker makes his member pulse and twitch in his hand, wrapping tighter with every stroke as he commits to memory the way Serizawa is looking at you, eyes fogged over with salacious want while you completely commit yourself to the tidal waves of pleasure that flood your pussy when Serizawa’s veiny cock run along your walls. You’re finding your rhythm with Serizawa when your cunt finally adjusts to his width and length and he can feel you relax around him but why are you still so fucking tight? 

“C’mere.” Reigen murmurs to you, his free hand coming to cup your chin. He gives you a look over, soaking in how fucked out you look with your glazed over eyes and slack jaw, skin slightly shiny with sweat. If he’s being honest, he could cum just from watching Serizawa fuck you dumb but he’s the only reason you two are here, like this, so he thinks he’s earned himself some special attention too. So when he presses a palm to the back of your head, drawing you in, you oblige with a greedy open mouth. No adjusting necessary, Reigen’s cock fits perfectly in your mouth and you know just how to treat him. 

“Thatta’ girl.” You eat up Reigen’s praises, you always have, and you show your gratitude by looking up at him, keeping that eye contact when the tip of your nose finally runs against his pelvis. Reigen’s groans start to join Serizawa as they both give themselves over to the pleasure, over to you. God, you think Reigen’s always sounded pretty but with Serizawa in the mix, you think you’ll short-circuit. It’s indescribable, the way they both fill you up and drive themselves into you like they can’t live without it. Without you.

Serizawa can’t help it, you feel too good. Surely you’ll forgive him for deepening his thrusts, rushing his cock inside you quicker and harder than before. You look so blissful, eyelashes fluttering shut as you gag yourself on Reigen’s dick and the sounds you make are so sloppy, so lewd and sinful that Serizawa has to grind you on the base of his cock until he’s hitting a spot that makes you cry all around Reigen. “Fuck, beautiful. You’re doing so good.” The blond croons watching you crumble around Serizawa’s forceful ramming. Reigen starts to rock himself into you, throwing his head back when your cheeks start to hollow out as you suck long and hard down his length. His cock quivers in your mouth, bobbing and filling out the back of your mouth with a familiar, but ever intoxicating feel. He keeps you up and stable, a hand at the crown of your head dragging you as deep as he wants you to be while the other meets yours on his outer thigh. You cling to him for support and he gladly gives it, watching you with such rapture as you get your holes filled by the two of them.

Serizawa bucks his hips into you with reckless abandon, trying to make sure he is flush against your cunt at every second. The pressure, the intensity at which you squeeze him with your hot and gummy walls is so sublime, he can hardly contain himself. He could never imagine that this is what sex feels like, that this is what YOU feel like. Your pussy clings to him so tightly, he's going delirious. This is so different from his fist, from all the late nights he'd spent rutting into his own hand for some relief. He thought he knew pleasure but you're showing him just how wrong he was. He fights the heaviness in his lids to focus on you, feeling his chest tighten and his cock twitch when he sees you deep throating Reigen's length with lewd enthusiasm. Yet you still bounce on Serizawa's cock, giving both men the attention they deserve and crave like it's second nature to you.

Rings of erotic bliss flood your system, from your mouth to your cunt, electrifying shocks added every time your clit brushes against Serizawa's abdomen. Your groans aren't just self-serving; through the tear drops coating your eyelashes, you see Reigen crane his head to the ceiling, his expression putting his euphoria on full display as he continues to fill your pliant mouth with his engorged member. You savor his taste, flattening your tongue against his length and surrounding him with your wet and hot slobber as you continue to pump him into your mouth. You sputter and gag around him, knowing full well this drives him crazy. "Fuck." Reigen growls, almost as if on cue when you push yourself to hilt, the tip of your nose flattening against his trimmed pubic hair. You just look so pretty, so ironically angelic, taking them both in so earnestly and happily. It's enough to drive him mad– hell, drive them both over the edge.

"You getting close?" Reigen's voice is gravelly but his words are clear. However, who he is speaking to is up in the air so you and Serizawa both reply. You in the series of choked whines and Serizawa with a husky and depraved yes. "Gonna cum in your mouth and Serizawa's gonna fill you up. Can you do that?" You couldn't argue, wouldn't argue. You're so full, so absolutely wracked with pleasure that you could do this over and over again and never get tired. The knot building up in your core, the one Serizawa's been poking and jamming, is bursting at the seams and you're just dying for release.

Serizawa's a mess, jaw slack and eyes hazy as he reaches his apex and Reigen can't help but delight in knowing you've brought him there– that you two are the reason for his wrecked state. Between that and seeing you, so hungry and shiny with tears and sweat, Reigen's about to pop. And he does, he can't even get the words out fast enough to warn you when he starts to shoot and flood your mouth with his sticky cum. You lap up all that he gives you, taste buds tingling at his unique flavor. You try to swallow but feel yourself buckling, knees shaking when Serizawa pummels into you with a whole new degree of fervor and want, like he's determined to coat your innermost being with his cum. He chokes, "C-Cumming!" as his cock spasms one last time against the ridges of your tight walls, his cum abundant and thick as it spurts inside you. It's so much, it spills out along with your own release from the tiniest of crevices, gathering in a puddle on Serizawa's pelvis. The nerves in your clit pulse, hard enough that you feel it throughout your whole body and all you can do is sigh in contentment all around Reigen's member, his cock still hard and deep in your mouth.

Replacing the moans comes heavy breathing and huffs, the three of you trying to stabilize your hearts after such a raucous experience. Reigen's cock slips out of your mouth, dribbling remnants of cum and drool down your puffy lips until your chin is soaked. He smooths your cheek with his thumb, looking at your with such adoration it makes you heart thud loudly in your chest. "I'll go get some towels." He ends up murmuring against your lips, leaving you with a sweet peck. 

And when he comes back, he sees you, still stuffed with Serizawa's cock, lurching forward and gingerly rubbing Serizawa's face, red and obviously spent, popping a few kisses to his lips while you praise him for being so good, perfect even. That's when he knows. You'll be doing this again. And again. And again.

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“Your what?” Jesse whispers, tiredly, sits down carefully at the further end of the bed. “Wait— yeah, yeah, hold on.” He pulls his t-shirt over his head, sighs. “What?… Your cellphone?… You had to call me right now?… I’m ah, I’m busy.” Jesse sighs. “No, don’t do that shit anymore. Got clean, yo. Has one of those shiny chips and all. Look, Badge— I’m, like, right ‘bout to zizz, yo… Yeah, I know what time it is. That’s not your business! Jesus…” Jesse looks around, sees the cellphone laying among all the other shit spread out on the floor. He picks it up. “Yeah, got it. Come get it later, yeah? Yeah, alright. Fine. Yeah, peace.” He’s right about to hang up when Badgers voice yells through the phone. He lifts it up again. “What is it?… What? No! No. Jesus, you serious?…. I’m not with some chick!… Mr. White? What? You kidding me?… Oh, my god. Conversation over, yo. Like, way over. I’m not talking about this with… No! Jesus christ.” He hangs up, rolling his eyes with a jawn before climbing under the blankets.

[kumquats-are-gay]

Girl help, I’ve caught feelings for another man that isn’t real

[sinful-therapy]

OP, THIS SENT ME REELING

[cwote]

I know this can seem the simplest cure, but it often causes more harm than good. there was a reason you left, there was a reason they left. you will become stronger, I promise. 

[sinful-therapy]

Meg: A dufus. Not a douche bag, but a dufus... like a clumsy idiot, sort of.

David: I'm a Brit and I never hear anyone say doofus.

Jake: It's always after you're gone.

[sinful-therapy]

Sorry for the inactivity-I’ve been super busy w/ school lately

[theangelofangst]

FLYING AXE WANTS TO BE FREE! 

This is literally one of my many favorite parts of Mark’s live stream. I don’t know why this was so funny to me 🤣😂🤷🏻‍♀️

[pudding-ish]

Will you be able to live with yourself knowing what I'm going to make you do it to em?

[danamercers]

He almost had me… But I searched inside myself. And there was someone there. Someone who told me what I needed to do.

[milesupshore]

Lily: What’s for dinner? Sebastian: Can’t tell you, it’s a soup-prise! Lily: Is it soup? Sebastian: I soup-pose it could be..ha Lily: Stop that Sebastian: Stoup What? Lily: Saying soup puns Sebastian: No. Soup

[cloudbureiku]

Sebastian, you ever had the urge to just jump… when you’re on a high place, or the subway rolls by… Imagine if you had that urge for a minute straight. Then two minutes…

[sitaka-irony]

????????????????????????

I… uhhh… what?

[iures]

[sinful-therapy]

Kingfield drabble

Hey, uhhm, super Shy™ person here...uh, this is for @notthebasement because though I may not know you, ohmygod do I freaking love your blog <33

I have a DBD ask blog, but I’m too nervous to post it there, (gotta stay at least somewhat anonymous, y’know?) so I’m posting it here on my alt. account. It’s short, but I hope you like it! So, um, just take this *shoves fanfic into ur arms and runs off* (I’m such a meeeeessss)

(Also you may or may not have gotten me, like, really into Kingfield... >.>)

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Summary: Dwight and David are barely able to escape the trial, and holy shit they’re so goddamn happy and excited about it. Dwight gets a little too excited though, and he gets the grand idea to kiss David with a little boost of confidence from the adrenaline still pumping through his veins.

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       “We...we did it,” David breathlessly exclaimed, “Dwight, we fucking made it! Can you believe it? We’re ALIVE!” David was ecstatic. After barely escaping the epitome of Hell with your skin still on your back, who wouldn’t be? Dwight stood a few feet from him, bending over with his hands clutching his knees. His shirt was stained with sweat from their intense escape, and he was breathing heavily. He blinked. Only at David’s words did he become aware of their triumph, previously too wrapped up in a panicked frenzy to notice.

       “Y-yeah, I guess we did,” Dwight gasped. A smile slowly spread across his lips at the realization. He grinned wildly at the Englishman. “We’re alive!” He cried, repeating David’s words. David began laughing madly, as if the whole situation was the craziest and most impossible thing in the world. He would’ve considered it impossible, too...but here he was, living among the harshest of all evils. He and his smaller companion had escaped death and defied the odds. Dwight couldn’t help but laugh along with him. He felt invincible and more confident than he’d ever felt before in his life. These feelings from the high of victory gave Dwight the most radical idea, one he wouldn’t have thought of previously, or even if he did, he wouldn’t have dared to carry it out.

       There was no hesitance, no questioning what he was about to do. There was currently no filter to eliminate what the leader would typically believe to be a stupid idea. Dwight hastily stepped toward David, planted his hands on his shoulders, stood on his tiptoes and kissed him. He kissed David King. Or in his usual terms, David “Sexy McGee” King. It didn’t last long though, as Dwight quickly came to his senses and pulled himself away in the blink of an eye. In a matter of seconds, he yanked his hands off of David’s shoulders as if they were red-hot iron. He clutched them close to his chest, protecting them from further contact.

       “I- I’m so sorry, I didn’t- I don’t, um, I wasn’t- uh, I-” Dwight stuttered frantically, stumbling over his words and getting his tongue all tangled up in itself. His face flushed a furious red as he looked down at his shoes. He had paused mid-sentence when he heard David chuckle. His eyes screwed shut as he kept his head down, not daring to look up to see the taller man’s face. ‘Nice, he’s laughing at you now. Good going, Fairfield. Wait to fuck everything up. Again. Like always, of course.’ The leader thought to himself. He was tempted to run and get out of there as fast as possible, but his feet were glued to the dirt beneath him. He likely wouldn’t have any more energy left to do so anyway; he’d used it all up whilst making a mad dash for the exit.

       “Hey,” David spoke up, his voice gentle. When Dwight didn’t so much as twitch in response, he took the leader’s hands in either of his and gingerly tugged them away from his chest and placed them upon his own. Dwight’s head snapped up in surprise, and a slew of many emotions twisted in his facial features. First he was terrified, then shocked, then worried, confused, apprehensive, and flustered. He didn’t have time to comprehend what was happening before David leaned forward and pressed their lips together again, capturing Dwight’s in his own.

       Perhaps the smaller male had been too wrapped up in what he was doing to acknowledge it before, but he took noticed that David’s lips were surprisingly dry, yet soft; chapped, but smooth. Dwight was absolutely enraptured by the bigger man’s warmth and embrace. David’s hands released Dwight’s and instead traveled down Dwight’s torso to grab him by the waist, pulling him closer. Now that his hands were free, Dwight eagerly wrapped them around the Brit’s neck as he allowed himself to sink into David, the latter deepening the kiss in return. He was practically drinking Dwight up, becoming drunk on his essence. Only when the two were forced to pull away from each other to breathe did he sober up, though still pleasantly buzzed. The shorter of the two looked to the side sheepishly, then returned his gaze to David.

       “I guess we make a pretty good team, y-yeah?” He asked nervously, giving the Englishman an endearing smile that made the said man’s heart melt.

       “Yeah,” David sighed happily, “we do.”

[jseandmarkimoo-blog]

So, I just finished watching Markiplier’s playthrough of The Evil Within 2 and I gotta say, I enjoyed it immensely. I thought it was a lot better than the first one, tbh. I wished they had kept the same voice actor for Sebastian though, that was kind of disappointing. Also, I need someone to go back and count the number of times the word “soup” is mentioned haha.

[axiddrops]

Threaten to not give him the good dick to stop his bullshit bitching.

[deadaccbyalex]

JOJO!!

@markiplier