#spoicy

[mothmy]

A throne fit for a Queen hehehe

[stabby-with-love]

Reflected in your Eyes

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Trigger Warning: Consensual Touching, Reader getting loved, Spicy times, First time for reader. Summary: Kennyo worshipping you in the way you deserve to be worshipped.

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Kennyo cuddles you, rubbing small soothing circles on your back. The moon is high above the night. The forest, quiet and peaceful.

Maybe it was the ambience. Maybe it was the mood.

It doesn’t matter.

Kennyo’s eyes darkening as he trails his lips on your neck. He loosens your robe little by little as your hands wander on his clothed body. And when you felt the cold evening air on your chest—

–you scrambled away with a panic, leaving Kennyo with an expression of shock.

“… What’s the matter y/n?” Kennyo asked, his voice laced with worry. Perhaps you didn’t want this after all? Why would you wish to be held by the same bloodied hands that almost hurt your friends? Have you finally realized that you deserved someone better? Someone who isn’t a mons-

“.. My body” you said, looking up at him through your lashes, “I’ve never… before. Uhm.. ” you held your disheveled clothes and covered yourself. “I-I want this, I really do! .. but..”

Kennyo could sense the anxiety in your voice. He knows that you’ve went through so much together, he knows the depth of the love you have for him… for everything he has, just as he is. It saddens him to see that you feel the need to hide your body, if only you could see yourself through his eyes… then perhaps the best way to convince you, would be to show you. He removes his sleeping robes and bares himself to you. The moonlight shines upon his body, his scars telling the story of a man that went through so much, with nothing but vengeance coursing his veins.

"Look at me, y/n”

The same man gently approaches you as though you were a delicate deer. He holds your nervous hand and gently guides it to his firm chest. You feel the marks of war, some shallow, some deep, all of them looking painful.

“Now that you have seen this, do you love me any less, y/n?”

“No… I love everything about you.”

Kennyo smiles and glides your hand upwards, your fingers graze his neck, and it rests on his cheek. His face fits snuggly at the palm of your hand. “How about this face, then, y/n? Do you feel repulsed at the sight of-” this monster? “-this scar?”. He decided to change the last part because he knows that you’ll tell him he’s not, you always do after all. He moves closer to you, his lips almost touching yours.

Your heartbeat quickens, you voice barely a whisper, “.. no..”. Kennyo captures your lips in a kiss, it deepens, little gasps can be heard in the quiet night as the two of you stumble into the futon. He parts his lips from yours if only to rain down wet kisses from your neck to your collarbone.

“You’re so beautiful, y/n. I am being greedy, wanting you like this, as if certain that my darkness would not taint you..” he slowly removes your robe, and although still nervous, you let him. He bares you little by little. He gives your chest a kiss, then your stomach, your thighs. His hands gently kneading your soft skin wherever it touches, all while murmuring praises of how lovely every part of you is.

You feel his hot breath on your heat. Only then did you realize that you were fully bare. He knew that he had to prepare you to take him in with as little pain as possible, so his tongue lapped at your folds while you hold back little moans.

He took his sweet time, and when he finally thinks you’re wet enough, he raises himself and kisses you so you could taste yourself on his lips. A hand reaches down and caresses your core, he dips two fingers, then penetrates you with it to further stretch your walls in preparation. A heat you’ve never felt before hits your body. You let out noises as Kennyo proceeds to finger you with his calloused hands, switching from pumping into your hole or circling his finger on your clit. Little by little, you come undone and when he felt you were ready, he removed his fingers.

Before you could whine about the emptiness you feel, Kennyo aligns his member at your heat. He searches for your eyes, as if waiting for your permission. This is it, shyly you give him a nod. Your walls part at the intrusion, the discomfort lessened with his prior movements.

Though it stung, the feeling of euphoria at having your first time taken by the man you love overshadows the pain. He grunts as he feels your walls tighten around his cock, yet he refuses to move as to let you become accommodated to his size. You relax and he takes it a sign to finally move. One thrust, two thrusts, a pace so slow, as if he was afraid to hurt you too much. You didn’t care. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer. “Kennyo please. I can take it…” you look up at him with teary eyes and it seems to have done something to the man. The full force of his thrust made you gasp. He holds onto your body as he pumps in and out, you hold onto the sheets for dear life while you mewl and moan at his touch. Your bodies, intertwined. 

He quickens the pace, his grunts more erratic and you screaming his name. With one final thrust, the two of you come undone. He gives you a gentle kiss as he paints your walls with his seed. Finally, the two of you became one.

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@queengiuliettafirstlady sorry it took forever bestie 

[astranovvaa]

Hello! I'm sorry I'm so slow with art 😅 Have this doodle that was inspired by some art @notacosgiven had posted. Thank you for the inspiration! 💕

Just my apprentice Nova having some fun with the Dr. ;)

[stabby-with-love]

Clouds and Rain in The Sengoku

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Trigger Warning: Sin, lots of sin. Seriously, I need to touch some grass. 18+ content, read at your own risk.

Summary: Clouds and Rain, a popular euphemism for a godess who decended and spent a memorable night with her favored man. The aftermath of a passionate night in the arms of the one you love.

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Kenshin Uesugi

You lay there panting and exhausted. Your body sore and woozy from being on the receiving end of his burning passion. Kenshin stares at you as though he were seeing a masterpiece, his warmth dripping out of your open heat being his personal signature. He burns this image of you in his mind as he slides his fingertip and gathers up your mixed juices to keep it inside of you. His jealousy was a force to be reckoned with, the more jealous he became, the more reassured he wanted to feel. Being the only one who carries his seed is a firm reminder that you give yourself to him willingly as a whole. You do not mind the overly possessive and seductive glint in his ethereal mismatched eyes as he spreads you open for another round.

"You are mine and mine alone. Whoever sees you like this will die by my blade."

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Masamune Date

Masamune stares at your exhausted form with the eye of a satisfied beast. Your hair, a beautiful mess of a mane seductively sticking onto your bare, feverish, and sweaty body. Your gorgeous collarbones littered with flowers that bloomed whenever his teeth sunk into your skin in the heat of passion. A night with Masamune is filled with bites and scratches, passionate pain and pleasure intermingling, blurring together in the chase of climax. It is direct and bare, an almost primal and animalistic instict to make love in the wildest of ways. His hand in your hair as he sinks deep from behind over and over, his seductive grin as you sink yourself to take all of him while he looks up at your gorgeous form... he loves every moment of it.

"You're just as wild as me, Kitten. Don't hold back because I certainly won't."

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Mitsuhide Akechi

This man is addicted to the taste of you. He worships every part of your body as though it were the finest of delicacies. His tongue glides on your bare skin, teasing your heat, leaving a trail of his desire upon your naked form. Your hands grip his hair as he sinks down on your heat like a starved man, a strand of saliva connecting with his tongue as he makes eye contact with you after making you see stars. Your body was fully prepared once he entered you while whispering the sweetest of nothings in your ear. Mitsuhide finds your cloudy unfocused eyes as you slowly decend from your high absolutely adorable. He loves you like this, teases you and kisses the tears from your eyes after being so overstimulated.

"Do not fret, Little Mouse. I find your little squeaks absolutely delightful."

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Nobunaga Oda

This man saw you first as a conquest, someone to overpower, someone to tame. He never imagined the day that it would be HIM that you would conquer, both heart and soul, as he submits to you, pleasuring you confidently, and basking in your warmth. He draws out the lovemaking by pleasuring your sensitive spots one at a time: a nibble on your ear, his lips ghosting over your neck, his length drawing in and out of you as you beg him to move faster. He wants to see how long before your walls crumble, how much of his movements you can take before you surrender yourself to him completely. He loves the sound of his name whenever it leaves your lips in the form of a breathy and needy moan.

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"Surrender yourself to me, Fireball. Only then will you receive the pleasure that you so desire."

Mei Mei note: If you came this far, you probably need to touch some grass, too. This is my first *ehem* *ehem* so thoughts, asks and feedbacks would be appreciated <3

[storytell]

Autumn preferences Bold what your muse prefers and tag some people.

1). go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2). scary vs. sweet 3). sweaters vs. boots 4). socks vs. mittens 5). bonfires vs. football 6). trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9). bake pie vs. bake cookies 10). rain vs. fog 11). black cats vs. owls 12). ghosts vs. wizards 13). harry potter vs. halloweentown 14). go hiking vs. sleep in 15). cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16). reading vs. writing 17). hot chocolate vs. tea 18). live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19). candy apples vs. caramel apples 20). blankets vs. pillows 21). roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22). coffee vs. apple cider 23). red leaves vs. orange leaves 24). braids vs. bows 25). scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26). carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27). pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28). coats vs. oversized sweaters 29). beanies vs. berets 30). candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32). jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33). corn maze vs. haunted house 34). bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35). whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate

tagged by: stole it tagging: @aviidya @giftandguile @narrationis @a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses

[darkautodraws]

Tiamat, Revival (18+)

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[karmaismyhusband]

Remember when Taylor said Bitch cus same

[foolsdiamond]

overwatch owl comentator: this is spoicy