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I need to tie Moze and Jiaoqiu together. Watch them squirm and try to rub against one another, forbidden from cumming until you give them explicit permission. 🤤
Tie Jiaoqiu to a chair, then have Moze straddle his lap and tie them together. Either use a collar to keep them within mere inches of each other, or use a ball gag that keeps their mouths connected to each other's.
All your little pets can do is wiggle around and whine into each other's mouth, a single tear threatening to roll down Jiaoqiu's soft cheek. Moze grunts in frustration, flexing his muscles against the restraints as he thinks of how he could break free — not particularly concerned with the punishment that will follow his actions.
Or tie them together laying down on the bed. Their thighs tied to each other, cocks perpetually grinding on one another through their underwear. Arms tied behind their backs and tape covering their mouths (mostly to silence Moze's back talking).
You casually scratch Jiaoqiu's ears, kissing the top of his head in between those fluffy ears. And your darling pet leans into the touch of his master with a soft moan.
Your nails gently scratch Moze's scalp next, which he reluctantly leans into. He's just as feisty as ever, even when you try to be nice. A quiet noise of satisfaction is reward enough when you kiss the top of his head.
GOOD DAY KIND SIR, IT IS I, THE DR. STONE ANON, HERE IN FLESH AS SLEEP DEPRIVED AS EVER
I actually don't have much to offer besides my favorite fruitcakes on my mind, so hear me out on this simple confession:
Being a band with Xeno and Stanley
Imagine being in a musical trio with these two. You're on the drums, maybe nearly not as popular as the two hotties singing and playing the guitars, but for Xeno and Stanley you're forever their favorite. You three were inseparable ever since you were kids after all.
Imagine compositing music with them, coming up with lyrics, choosing outfits and helping then with their bold mascara. And after every show cones to an end, hiding behind the curtains of the backstage to share some kisses with the two.
Imagine making out with Xeno while Stanley is palming the obvious tent in your pants, and then making them both bounce on your lap until they're breathless. And having a can of beer or two to finish your busy evening <3.
Next time I arrive? Who knows...
— DR. STONE anon.
THE RETURN OF THE KING (GN) ✨👑❤️
Confession: I actually went through a phase of wanting to be a drummer :P
Anywho! I love this premise, I would be all over them once the show's over. Sweat and adrenaline, probably a little too worked up after our performance so everyone is stumbling into each other trying to get that kiss 😅
Prompt #41 of the SFW list for the @bakubangspeedrun
"I'd like to apologize-"
"No you don't. You want me to pretend none of it ever happened."
The room was tense as you both sat on Ryou’s couch in silence, Ryou’s face twisted in pure terror while yours was twisted in pure fury.
“I’d like to apologize-”
“No you don’t. You want me to pretend none of it ever happened, and I can’t do that to you Ryou.” You grabbed his hand looking at him enraged, “Not after everything that has happened to you, you deserve better and you deserve love”
Ryou turned his head away from you glancing at the ring sitting on the side table, his shame and self hatred curling in his chest, right above the stab wounds from the ring, the marks that labeled him as a traitor, that confirmed that he was cursed just like he thought since he was a child with his sister.
“Breaking up would be the best choice for you, I’m a cursed being an- and-,” He ripped his hand out of yours and stood up, “I’ll hurt you just like everyone else!”
You burst out laughing, making Ryou glare at you in confusion “Ryou,” You stood up as well, “My brother is Seto Kaiba,” You took a few steps to reach him, “We're friends with the friendship gang with Yugi who has the millennium puzzle and never gives up on his friends!” You placed your hands on his shoulders, ‘We’ll always be fine Ryou, and I’ll always be right beside you,” You pulled him into a tight hug “No matter what my love.”
Ryou hugged you back just as tight, crying deeply into your shoulder. “I’m so sorry, I just wanted to protect you.”
You patted his back, “I know, I know”
“And I love you so much!” You pulled back against his grip to look Ryou in the eyes, which was a bit of a fight. “And I love you cream puff.”
Fully breaking away from the hug you shoved Ryou to his bedroom, “Now go freshen up we’re going on a date to celebrate us staying together!”
Watching him leave to his room to change into appropriate clothing your smile dropped glaring at the ring, stalking over to the gold item you picked it up. “Now you, you shiny piece of trash, unless you want me to find a way to make sure that you suffer in actual hell you’re going to give Ryou a break.” You held it by it’s rope before sighing, “I don’t know what I’m doing you probably can’t even hear me, but you know what!” You shoved the ring into your bag, “You’re coming with me and not staying anywhere near him anytime soon if I can help it.”
Turning around just as Ryou came out in an adorable outfit you smiled dragging him over to the door. “Oh my gosh, you look so cute! We definitely have to go on a date now!”
Ryou smiled as you dragged him out the door, life was okay, at least for now.
Tags: @starboy-writing (what do we think? this was lowkey a rush lol)
I think I’m going to delete my ao3 the curse has been hitting me lightly (almost beat to death more often, was homeless for a bit and them saxophones are getting louder, my highschool chorus teacher canceling on me numerous times). Tumblr really is the only place for me to write lol. There’s this Ryou Bakura event happening soon so expect something in your inbox about him soon!
Jesus, I'm so sorry you have to deal with all of that 😨 Bad luck isn't allowed to stack! You should be allowed some kind of break if you have to deal with other shit 😭
But hey, I hope you have fun with the Ryou event! I'll be on the lookout for your asks! ❤️
phainon and mydei with a reader from the remembrance, especially if you’re a pretty boy. manicured hands, perfect hair, well dressed and proper. they spend half the time staring at you and the other half trying to figure out how to talk to you.
alternatively/ adding on they find reader battling some boss, and he’s actually ragged. They never have seen you fight before, but watching you slice apart enemies makes them realize that you aren’t just a pretty face.
Author's Note: Old request #3! More Idia for the soul 💙 I think I have a thing for shut-ins/gamer nerds/socially awkward men 💀
Pairings: Idia x male reader
Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Idia, adult Idia, teasing, rough sex, breeding kink, college AU
The bed creaked horribly as the two bodies on top of it collided again and again. Your cock—buried to the hilt inside of your boyfriend—slammed into Idia's ass, leaving his cheeks red and tender from the abuse. Idia's sharp teeth tore into his pillow while his dick rubbed against the sheets from the power of your thrusts.
If your rooms were any further apart, you'd never have such wonderful mornings like this; Mornings where you dump a load or two into Idia before you head off to your classes, leaving him floating on cloud nine as he can't ignore the gooey mess dripping out of his hole and into his boxers until lunchtime. Yeah, mornings like these were the best 💙
“Mmmkhnmffnh-”
“What was that? Can't hear you when you're chewing on your pillow, babe.”
Idia unclenches his jaw long enough to whine “I said n-n-not so rough… aah! If you keep doing that, I won't be able to walk to class–” before chomping down on the plump surface again when you pound into him even harder.
“As if you wouldn't enjoy staying home. Besides, you were just on your knees begging me to– hnmgh… begging me to breed your cunt, remember?”
Your full weight is on top of him—crushing him against the mattress. Idia's eyes roll into his skull when you fill him the first time, followed by a long moan that drips from his lips like honey.
You don't pull out. Cum fills Idia's hole, plugged inside by your thick dick, and he can't fight you off when your tip is so far inside that it practically fucks his brain dumb — not that he really wants you off, anyway. With your pretty boy all pliant, you lift his hips and press a hand on his upper back, forcing him into an arch. Once again, Idia's ass becomes your fleshlight.
“Mhhnmfn–!”
You repeat your earlier sentiment about not being able to understand him when he has a mouth full of pillow.
“Aah- breed me!” Idia cries. Exhausted, but desperate to feel more of your seed flood his guts before his legs quit working entirely. Though staying inside and not dealing with people sounds rather tempting…
Per his request, you fuck another load deep into his hole, pressing your hips as close as physically possible into him so that your cock can unload all the way inside. Still not pulling out, you rub Idia's shoulder while you recover. The entire time, he whines into the pillow, grumbling as you plant little kisses on the back of his neck and try to cheer him up.
His head lifts off of the pillow and he says in a raspy voice, “If I get pregnant because of you, we're in trouble…”
“……Idia? Do you actually…?”
“What?” he finally turns to face you. His brows are furrowed, and the slight annoyance on his face makes you realize that he's serious.
As much as I want to bend Mydei over, breed him, and ruin his hole, I also want to watch him fuck other hot men.
I want a little polycule of hsr men, and I want to watch everyone become Mydei's cocksleeve for my entertainment <3
Phainon and Mydei are the most obvious pairing; these two have some history and arguably have the best chemistry amongst the polycule. Phainon thanks the heavens profusely every time Mydei pins him against the wall and grinds his cock between Phainon's pretty ass cheeks, rubbing against his hole deliciously. You watch as your boyfriend unravels at his seams, taking Mydei's large cock with no problem. One round is never enough for him — only an endless competition of who can last the longest will do.
Anaxagoras and Mydei are a fun pairing; a scholar and a warrior, both of whom have a little 'tude and feign arrogance with no real bite. Mydei grabs Anaxa's hips, a warning that it's him who's in control here, not the scholar. An amused smile crosses your face; you know that Mydei is capable of being gentle — you also know that he won't be, not when Anaxa is so tight. Your heart skips a beat when your beautiful scholar curses, crying out Mydeimos' name as the warrior bottoms out in one snap of his hips. It's a delightful show: Mydei going cross-eyed from the warmth of Anaxagoras, digging a hand into the scholar's shoulder whilst pounding his brains out. And Anaxagoras, the intelligent philosopher, disheveled and at a loss for words as the warrior prince unloads days worth of semen into his gaping ass.
Sunday and Mydei are an…unexpected pairing? But a wonderful pairing nonetheless. The holy bird who hasn't even experienced a chaste, pure kiss before leaving his home. And the warrior, powerful beyond human comprehension yet bending to your will on a whim. Sunday whimpers, hiding behind his wings as Mydei leans down to kiss his new friend. Their lips meet, and it's not long before Sunday feels a tongue shove its way past his lips and conquer the inside of his mouth. His thighs tense and twitch, there's something hot and pulsing sliding between Sunday's pale thighs, pushing it's way inside to fully ruin the virgin bird.
Ratio and Mydei are a fascinating pairing; mainly because Ratio is constantly mouthing off, and the only people who can shut him up for a prolonged period of time are Mydeimos and yourself. Ratio's jaw hangs open silently, letting nothing more than a barely audible gasp slip by, all while Mydei fucks him on a table. His cock rams into Ratio's prostate again and again, causing the genius's own cock to work overtime as it pumps out a seemingly endless stream of cum, dribbling down his shaft, sliding down his thighs, past his abused hole, and finally pooling on the floor. Sex between these two is guaranteed to be messy, but the show is worth it! Watching your lover, Veritas, mumble and plead for another cumshot — where did all of that intelligence that he boasts about go?
Ngl……what bsd men do you think are the easiest to impregnate/breed?(ATSUSHI, ATSUSHI, ATSUSHI, his birthday is tomorrow from where i am and all i think about is giving him babies for his birthday 💔)
1. Atsushi – He is the most breedable, that much we can all agree on. It doesn't take much at all to have him begging for you to knock him up, and he happily accepts it when you hold him down and cum inside over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and–
2. Sigma – Just…look at him! That's a face that screams "fill my holes or I'll cry 🥺". And cry he does, screaming your name until his throat is hoarse while you fuck him raw and deep, cumming so much that it threatens to all burst out unless you remain buried in him.
3. Nikolai – Whether you're even trying to impregnate him or not, Nikolai will coax you into it regardless. "Noooo, baby, don't pull out! I don't wanna lose any 🥺". It's always just one more round, just one more load, just one more time, please? And you inevitably give in, because watching Nikolai black out from feeling another hot load of cum flood his womb is too precious.
4. Fukuzawa – Breeding sexy older men is a necessity, ok? Imagine slower, more gentle breeding where Fukuzawa is moaning and gasping in your ear, clinging to your back, and telling you how excited he is to have your babies~ Fukuzawa wants to cockwarm you throughout the rest of the day too, grumbling whenever you have to pull out for any reason.
5. Kunikida – If you try to bring up breeding outside of sex, he's going to become extremely flustered and maybe try to hit you on the head with his journal… but once you're actually buried deep inside his ass, and that first load hits him, Kunikida changes his tune damn fast. From then on he's babbling about how he's ready to start a family with you, so please please please don't pull out! You have to cum in him again or else he might not get pregnant!!
imagine venti pissing you off so much so that you drag him to a nearby inn and have your way with him.
at first, he goaded you on, even when you threw him onto the bed and stripped him, feigning confidence.
but his teasing and sly remarks have long been drowned out by the plap plap plap sounds of your hips smacking against the supple skin of venti’s ass as you fuck him. every time you withdraw from his hole, there’s a visible stickiness clinging onto your skin from the mix of your fluids and his.
as you pound him into the mattress like no tomorrow, venti moans with every rough stroke. he grips the sheets tightly in an attempt to distract himself from the fact that your cock is reaching places inside him that have never been reached before. you can’t get enough of the man underneath you; the brat had been teasing you for so long, he was practically begging for you to put him in his place.
shifting his ass up for a better angle, you drape yourself over his arched back and begin sucking dark marks into the porcelain skin of his nape and the smooth slope of his shoulders. you admire your work— the bloom of bruises was a pretty contrast against his otherwise unblemished skin.
as you approach your climax, you growl in his ear, telling him that he was finally getting what he deserved for being such an irritable drunkard. your rough, desperate voice makes venti shudder and his cock dribble against the sheets in anticipation for your load. with one final thrust, you grip his hips against yours in a bruising hold, ensuring that he receives you in your entirety.
venti feels the hot, sticky semen flooding his insides, as well as the pulsations of your cock as it releases every spurt. the sensation has him coming with you, hole tightening and milking you for all you have.
when the two of you are finished, you collapse onto venti’s sweaty body, his lithe frame dwarfed by you. your semen leaks from where you are connected, a white ring of your spend forming on the rim of his hole. part of you wanted to stuff it back in, or even stuff the man with another load.
even though you hated the annoying bard, you have to admit that his body receives you well. the two of you fit like a glove, no matter how much he irritates the hell out of you. maybe you should consider fucking him again.
Like Ships in the Night…On a Train… (HSR version part 1)
Author's Note: Another installment, written way back in December of 2024 that I forgot to post :'). Aventurine's section is my favorite 🤤
Pairings: Sunday, Aventurine, & Dr. Ratio (separately)
Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!characters, chikan, grinding, groping, first time (Sunday), marking + getting caught + brief pillow humping (Aventurine), making out (Sunday & Ratio)
Sunday
You must have a death wish if you thought that this would fly. Sunday senses the approaching presence and the ill intent radiating from it, and prepares to spin around quickly to knock you out… but, instead he finds his wrists pinned behind his back, a bit painfully, and a hand covering his mouth to keep his cries for help from ever surfacing.
His body is pushed against the wall, and it's immediately clear what your ill intentions are — Sunday feels a firm pressure against his lower half, nestled right between his ass cheeks, rubbing on him slowly.
While he has no experience, Sunday isn't completely in the dark either. He's well aware of what sex is, and, in this moment, he begins to panic as he realizes that the man behind him is erect. He realizes that you're grinding your hard cock against his body, a stranger's body… this is so much worse than he imagined!
An unfamiliar sensation draws his attention downward, to where your hand is trying to open up the front of his pants and violate him. Before he even has a chance to scream, he finds a set of lips upon his, silencing him.
You kick his legs apart, and finally touch his cock. Despite the man's obvious obstinance, his body is reacting nicely to your actions — his cock isn't entirely soft, and you bet that it wouldn't take much to make it just as hard as yours.
The train is packed, yet no one seems to notice that there's an angelic guy with his cheek pressed against the wall, practically bending over as someone pulls his pants down to his ankles, exposing his lower body to all the passengers.
Sunday gasps, eyes wide and filled with fear as he stares back at you. He doesn't respond when you smirk and tell him that “Someone as beautiful as you deserves to feel real good, and I can make that happen.” before lewdly sucking on your middle and index fingers, prepping them for the true fun.
This is beyond sinful and wrong, but what can the little birdie do about it? At this point, he only prays that people continue to ignore what's happening. The last thing he needs is someone looking over and watching Sunday moan while another man fingers his asshole… especially since his pretty cock is dripping, creating a puddle of sin on the train's floor.
Sunday is acutely aware of every movement of yours — every curl of your fingers, every time you move a bit faster, when you push your fingers in even deeper. Then, his senses become overwhelmed when you lean down and kiss him again, keeping a hand on his chest to hold him up. A stranger's tongue is in Sunday's mouth, and he doesn't fight back anymore.
Losing himself in this whirlwind of an encounter has a lasting effect on the dear birdie, seeing as he finds himself squirming under his sheets, recounting the sinful, sinful memory of being groped and used in public.
Aventurine
Well this is unexpected — Aventurine is well aware that people are attracted to him, but having a stranger wrap their arms around him from behind and not let go is new.
You start out simply nuzzling against his cheek, earning a small nervous chuckle from the IPC gambler, but your self-restraint dwindles with every noise from his gorgeous mouth. Soon enough you're pulling down the collar of his shirt and sucking on the tender flesh.
You're not even bothering to touch him much at all — mostly sticking to his waist and occasionally sliding your hands up to his chest, but still remaining outside of his attire. It doesn't qualify as groping, really…
At first, Aventurine takes a guess that you may be a thief, attempting to slip a few pieces of jewelry off of him or pickpocket him somehow, but as he stands here with a strange man's lips attached to his neck, he's not so sure anymore.
As you kiss your victim's neck with a growing desire, he becomes antsy — what with the handful of people staring in your direction, watching this rich-looking guy moan on the morning train.
In a hushed tone, Aventurine tries to persuade you to back off. “Please… people are staring at me…” Though a sharp moan interrupts him, thanks to you. “Stop… you'll leave a mark…”
You ignore his concerns, focussing only on savoring the warm body trapped within your embrace. His voice grows louder as you try even harder to leave your mark on your victim — branding him as a filthy public use whore to everyone on the train.
Aventurine clutches your arms, digging in as a loud moan draws every person's attention to the blond while he squeezes his thighs together — the prettiest whore on the train.
Shame seeps into his very being later that night, as Aventurine's fingers glide over the red mark on his neck. His thighs burn from so many hours spent humping his pillow, thinking about the man who claimed him in front of a whole crowd.
Dr. Ratio
Oh, how he despises public transport sometimes. Too many people playing their mobile games with the volume at full blast, people taking phone calls in public, people oblivious to the world around them — truly a bunch of idiots.
What's even worse is that no one has any respect for personal space, not when the train car is crowded as it is. Being next to the wall isn't ideal, but neither is anything about his current predicament.
Ratio's disdain only increases when he feels someone grab his ass. He whips his head around only to come face to face with some guy in a hood, and Ratio makes sure he shows his feelings in his expression.
This time, the ass grabbing is rougher, and lasts longer. Once again, he spins around, ready to chew you out, but a pair of lips colliding with his shuts that down before it can even happen.
Your hands impatiently grab his chest, kneading the muscles there as if you were molding clay. Incessantly playing with his tits like he's just a cheap whore for your enjoyment, and boldly making out with this stranger even as you're surrounded by people.
And the worst part about it? Ratio doesn't fight back. He should — he should try to break away, scream for help, slap you with a heavy book, pull back, anything!! But he doesn't.
Instead, he allows this to go on, even when you grind your hard-on against his — oh shit, he's hard now too! Now you're grinding your clothed cocks together openly, brazenly pinching his nipples through his shirt.
It ends all too soon when the train screeches to a halt, and you pull away, leaving your victim dazed and panting.
It's all Ratio can do to locate a public restroom and dip into one of the stalls, leaning against the wall and whining as he looks down the front of his pants to find a hot, sticky mess, and a throbbing sensation that hasn't stopped since you first touched him.
