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i just know kanekis the type to lay his head on your stomach and look up at you so so sweet and innocuously before going down on you. whole time he was riling himself up listening to the sounds of your blood and guts slosh around, pre beading at the tip hips already rutting into the bed.<3

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Always

pairing: alucard x gn reader

mdni! master servant, switch reader!, lowkey scent kink, predator play dynamics, touching thru clothes, sexual tension

You had called Alucard into your meeting quarters to have a rather serious conversation about his human intake. You understand that the two of you agreed upon letting him do whatever outside your headquarters, but the news beginning to swarm was unruly and attention-grabbing. If he was going to go on a feast he must clean behind himself.

‘Alucard’. You called out to him stoically. Your chin resting atop of your enclosed fingers as you looked at the vampire expectantly, legs crossed neatly. ‘Master’. The man simply replied after you with a little bit of defiance, the vampire king before you stood nothing but unphased by your demeanor. A taunting smirk gracing his face enough for his fangs to peak, gleaming red eyes dimly reflecting through his shades, staring at you awaiting your next command or your demeaning reprimand; he didn’t mind either or.

You couldn’t stand how cunning he was, the way it seemed like he was always planning something raised the hairs on your skin. You may be Alucard’s master but it was always something about the way he looked at you that intimidated you, of course you’d never let such be known by the wild man. Wanting to no longer be in his presence, you started questioning him about the news, inquiring whether the bodies the reporters are talking about are of his doing.

Pandering him about how he needs to be more “careful”, “precise”, and more “clean”. He was pretending to keep up with you at first but something else was calling, nose flaring.

‘Does your sex always tend to seep like that?’ Alucard cut you off from your chiding. Chest heaving from taking a big whiff of the air around him, catching the scent of your weeping sex for the umpteenth time today, eyes focused on the desk your legs hid behind; a bewildered you shocked for words.

His vulgarity had struck your core but that was completely uncalled for, you wouldn’t dare show the affect he had on you. ‘E-excuse me?’ was all you could make out to that question, stuttering in confusion and anger. ‘Alucard!’. You shout huskily slamming your hands on the desk. ‘That is completely inappropriate what is wrong with you!?’

‘You don’t think walking around being so slick isn’t anymore inappropriate? My Master’ Alucard dragged out the title in a slow, rolling purr, each syllable reverberating along the walls of this big meeting room. Now, standing behind you, like a sly predator ready to toy with its new favored prey, hands tantalizingly gliding down your body through your tailored suit, dipping his cold slender fingers between your legs, rubbing around the rim of your entrance through your suit pants slowly, revealing that sopping hole that’s been sitting and sobbing for days.

He pulls his finger away as though he’s watching a string of slick come from it, showing you the bit of wetness on the pads of his finger. ‘You see? I could smell this wet spot for days. Just a mess. You always get like this, and yet you dare tell me what is inappropriate when you walk around leaking through your clothes. Heat pathetically doting on me whenever I’m near, it’s almost like you’ve wet yourself. how incredulously perverted Sir’.

You gasp at a lost for words when you feel his hand slip back into your pants to spread you out through your garments so he can feel you throb around nothing. You couldn’t help but sink into the chair gripping unto his forearm at a weak attempt to hold him off, sounds you’d make only in throes of pleasure betraying you anyway. Truth be told with all the missions and duty calls, you haven’t had enough alone time to handle your “private matters”. You should’ve known such an blood lusted beast would’ve sniffed you out and have its way with you. ‘Aw, you’ll never stop me like that.’ Alucard coos into the shell of your ear. Your grip only pushing his hand further to stroke at your swelling sex.

a/n: reupload of an little old smut drabble I wrote of alucard in 2022 with some current updates and finishing touches :)) hope y’all enjoy aaaa| 10.29.25 reupload frm old acct| updated again 2026!

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everybody say toji would have locs if he was black but personally likeeee boookie hear me out…. I’m seeing wild curly fro and I’m talking hang time. sooooo. toji gives me curly fro typa niggaaaa iddkkkk likeeeee…..

JUSSTTT sit with me sistaaa envision it WITH meeee 🤪

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shidou x interviewer reader

rated: suggestive

post game Shidou! whose just got done scorin an crazy adrenaline goal winning shot not too long ago. towel hung over his head draped over his shoulders smoke practically emanating from him. coming from the sidelines to give his post game interview.

post game Shidou! who towers over your small frame having to crane your neck just to look at him properly.

post game Shidou! whose intense fiery pink hues won’t leave yours as he explains how he fertilizes his goals. unable to focus when each time you held eye contact with him you felt as though you were interrupting something. he was staring at you then at your lips with this deep focus, licking his own, and nodding his head at everything you say. barely listening to you nor giving any real answers to the questions you were asking anymore.

post game Shidou! who keeps leaning down an ear to hear you better just to end up standing so close his sweat could fall on you with just a tilt of his head.

post game Shidou who pulls you back lightly by the small of your waist when you take a step back to try and create some distance. claiming

‘can’t hear you miss reporter’

a/n: something slight literally jus thought of this while listening to been like this by doja cat. pls I jus finished s2 he’s so fine y’all. ✋🏾| repost frm old acct. Feb 5th.

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gojo enjin n toji Are the type to make those “work out til failure” thirst traps.

i think toji would do pull ups specifically and I think he’d grunt a lot

gojo would do planks and prob breath real deep and heavy. and whimpers for added affect cx

while enjin would do bicep curls. hed grunt and breath heavy while cursing under his breath.

i rly hope y’all know the videos I’m talkin ab 😭✋🏾 I’ve been seeing them sm lately and they rly rly make me think abt these 3 specifically XD | repost frm old acct, Feb 9th

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sooo has anyone wrote like a fic where choso is eating you out and you grab onto them steering wheels (his bun buns) and like grind his face? or like pegging choso and gripping them ponytails no????

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femtoji! gives the vibes she’d take a whiff of your pussy before heading out for a mission so he can have something to look forward too when she gets back home

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okay okay so hear me out right. so since we all agree that nanami would have waves if he was black, I think he’d have the specific type that you can comb out and brush back into formation and his shit stay wavy everytime.

like u ever seen a dude comb out his waves and it’s hella hair lowkey? like you’d never even know he had that much if it weren’t for him combing it out? yeah that would be the equivalent of him having his hair down