Hello!! I see you like the pillarmen, so I was wondering if you would do nsfw Wamuu hcs? He’s my fav pillarman 🤤
Your writing is incredible, I love it!!
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Wamuu NSFW HCs ⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗
ദ്ദി •⩊• ) Me gripping the top of my desk so hard my nails cut the wood the moment I see a Pillarman request:
AND its my second fave…. Thank you thank you!! I adore your works, and i hope you enjoy <3
I feel like Wamuu is a hair less confident and that’s why he’s a bit meaner or possessive than Kars. With Kars, the threat is a lot more implicit due to his power level imo (I would write even more NSFW hcs for him if I had ti—)
ᯓ For a life split between training, sleep, and servitude since birth, it’s unsurprising that these types of activities have not come across Wamuu’s schedule too often. Kars’ doctrine demands total commitment, of the flesh and the mind.
ᯓ I wouldn’t put it past him to be a virgin frankly. Maybe in the past, there have been slip ups where he caught sight of something…. Particularly delicious. Typically though, the threat of discipline keeps him from straying too far.
ᯓ Lusty? No, it’s a need to feel you come undone— to see his superiority over a little human reinforced.
ᯓ Fast learner. Even if he doesn’t have experience in the sensations you seek, he will gain it through you: instruct him, show him how you touch yourself. You like the feeling, don’t you? Why? Tell him.
ᯓ Once he has it nailed, how to make you tick, it’s a massive point of pride for the Pillarman. Though he’d mask it in teases.
ᯓ Seeing you in pain does nothing for him, unless it’s pain from the mounting pleasure of him manipulating your most sensitive parts. Not into anything that would outright hurt you.
ᯓ Orgasm denial. For both of you.
ᯓ Training, he calls it in soft, tight breaths, his thumb slipping over your wet tip/clit for what must be the hundredth time as you grasp into the sheets, his own hand on his fat, weeping cock. You have to resist the urge to tip over the edge. He’s doing it with you and he isn’t close. Are you that weak?
ᯓ Even if it is “training”, he can have fun. Without much effort, he can pin your hip down with one hand and tease you until you’re babbling, sobbing for the great Wamuu to please let you cum.
ᯓ Nips more than he bites. He doesn’t create the biggest hickies, but likes dotting your chest and hips. Almost the size and shape of fingerprints.
ᯓ Likes your sensitive neck, and anywhere he can see the tightening of muscle. Calves. Pecs. Biceps. Any of them. Can’t resist how your waist looks in his hands either.
ᯓ Wind play? Temperature play-ish. Tendrils of cool air curl around your limbs, graze your wet folds/pulsing length, raising goosebumps.
ᯓ Let it pin you to the bed, squirming and shivering in place. It drives him insane.
ᯓ Favorite position is anything he can see your face, but is somewhat partial to holding your legs open in a V when you’re receiving, he likes holding your ankles.
ᯓ (I think Wamuu would be more likely to bottom than Kars, but it is still a once in a blue moon scenario. Treat it reverently.)
ᯓ Though once he gets over your humanness (and himself, really), he does enjoy serving you. Laying on your back, his arms snaking up your torso as he goes down on you like a man at an altar.
ᯓ If you haven’t been interested in it earlier, he is interested in anal play.
ᯓ There’s something that soothes the old values of dominance he’s internalized. Perhaps it’s the whimpers you make when he preps you, the soft skin of your ass, the way you shiver as he pushes inside you for the first time. Tight, shaky, so adorable and small in his grasp (AGAIN, the Pillarmen are like 8-9 feet tall. Idc how you look, all readers are getting their shit rocked by them if they so desire).
ᯓ Fat dick, large like the other Pillarmen’s, proportional to his size. I don’t think any of them can resist brushing their fingers over the spot in your abdomen where the head of their length is spearing you.
ᯓ Ownership. He truly owns you, him and his lords, and he lets you know.
“Your body reacts so much at the slightest touch… are humans really so weak?”
“My little one. Hold still.”
“Now. Thank the great Wamuu for deciding to play with you.”
ᯓ He likes seeing your body marked with his seed, inside and out— perhaps a bit of a fetish for it. Cums quite a bit too.
ᯓ Grits his teeth, moans when he finishes. Sometimes there’s a hiss, like the breeze across leaves. Holds you so tight, you fear you might break a few bones.
ᯓ Very careful and concerned about aftercare. Sore? Let him massage your muscles after a bath. Really likes to feel the soft slip of your wet skin beneath his palms.
ᯓ Chances are if you both serve the upper two, you’re going to be needed soon. But he has the experience— don’t worry, he’ll take care of both of your tasks. (You may owe him later.)
ᯓ Wamuu long has endured an isolated, disciplined existence that he never sought a change from. You, in the form of a delectable little distraction, he will make fit into his lifestyle.
You just opened these and im already on here lol. But Ughhh, you and me are just in the same wavelength and your writing is ice cream on a hot summer day sooo ;)
Reading your resent post, i have developed an unhealthy curiosity on getting your thoughts on pillermen's mating habits♡♡♡. Id love to know what would Kars do to court his sweetheart and prove he's a suitable lover. I think pillermen would like to prove their strong but also gentle enough to take care of you♡♡♡
Ughhhh, i need this man so baddd, can we share him? Love you pookie, ♡♡♡!!
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ How the Pillar Men Court You .𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑
ദ്ദി •⩊• ) I wanted to muse a lil more for the HC post and also I saw “Pillarmen” and locked TF in ajsjdkekdkdk I absolutely can share Kars bc he would fucking kill me ajsjdkwkdkd
Ty ty for the kind words <3 I hope this suits your request!! This is the most charas I’ve done for a post so far, I got a La Squadra ask and (similar to age ups…) Im thinking I’ll let things like that slide. Buccigang is different mostly bc of the fact there’s minors in the group.
Also, I included Santana bc he counts in my head HE COUNTS
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Due to his lack of experience and age relative to the others, I think he could be the most suggestible to a semi regular courtship.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Exiting hibernation, he likely observes humans on dates from the shadows, the way they hold hands, discuss interests, the like. There’s a part of him bitter about having to “learn” from these paltry beings, but it’s worth it to place you in his grasp.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑In someone’s stolen clothes, he watches you briefly. Just enough to confirm the emotions in his heart.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Then he sets out directly.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Engages you in polite conversation, perhaps about something you picked up at a store. He lies about how he needs recommendations for music in a record store, if you don’t mind. What type? Well…… something with good drums, if you know it? Or perhaps whether you think it’s better to hike a trail in this park or to sit by the duck pond.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Uses his hand to steady you (gee guys I wonder what trope I like 💀), on your shoulder more likely, or your waist. It doesn’t matter how you’re sized, even as the weakest Santana is likely around 6’10.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑His main course of action is listening to you. If he can learn, then he can perhaps get closer both to you and the other Pillarmen: or something altogether different.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ “Your kindness… intrigues me.”
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ Wamuu ⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Also young, but has the benefit of being brought around with Esidisi and Kars. Though in the field of wooing a human, that’s not necessarily helpful.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑None of them are flirts, this should be well established, but Wamuu is more likely to compliment you. He’s well versed in the art of flattery.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑He’s also a conversationalist, but he is somewhat more obvious than Santana in his non-humanness. After brushing by you at night, he apologizes in his rumbling voice and you cant help but pause at how massive he is— and he notices your hesitation.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑”Little human. I have greater purposes in wait, but spare me just a moment of your time.”
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Wamuu would correct your life from a distance, is how he flirts; subservient from birth, it’s the easiest means. You forgot to turn on your coffee maker today? No you didn’t. Left that important document at home? It’s actually in your bag. Shoes got a little muddy on the way home? They’re sparkling when you next wear them.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Is the voice warning you when you’re about to step into a puddle, or trip over a crack. When you turn to thank him, he’s gone.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑He can’t stand you upset. Luckily he’s had millennia of practice in anticipating others’ emotions.
⋆ৡ ⋆˚࿔ Esidisi ⋆ৡ ⋆˚࿔
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑As we get higher up the power scale, it’s less “courting” as much as it is a thinly veiled threat that you’ve been chosen. Esidisi I think is the real tipping point though.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Uses his emotional nature to his advantage; he writes devastatingly tender notes that slip into your mailbox, addressed only to your name. It’s not only meant to endear you, but frighten you slightly, before meeting you.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑The fear of who it could be is only partly assuaged by how the one in the letter describes you with utter adoration and intrigue, with the calm assertion that he has no ill intentions.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑He would orchestrate happenstance meetings, late nights where he lingers at important stops on your walk home. Esidisi looms from the shadow and begs your pardon, but could you please point him in the direction of this street? He’s visiting.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑White teeth gleam next to hair nearly the same color, his blue eyes mesmerizing in the street lamps.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Say you’re a bit tired. Or maybe you’re coming home from a night at a bar. Let him give you a shoulder, see, isn’t he warm? Safe. Thank him again, and again, and again.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑The letters begin to become accompanied by small gifts; jewelry most likely, so expensive it’s downright scary at the same time as flattering. If you wear any of it, he accepts it as you accepting him.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑”I am pleased, little human. Come with me, let me expand your world.”
⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ Kars ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Esidisi’s affection is a thinly veiled threat? Kars’ is basically a countdown until you’re in his arms.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Human courting behavior is below him. If it were truly up to him, you’d wake up in your new home, Wamuu sitting patiently across from you to inform you of your new surroundings.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Alas, he prefers you like him, as he would rather not waste time with you.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Cruelly charming. Another letter writer; I mentioned this before in my dating hcs, but while Esidisi waxes on about your beauty, your intelligence (comparatively), letters from Kars detail how absolutely horribly you’ve corrupted him, the way he stalls his studies to recall seeing your face in passing. He’s more aware of the anxiety the letters can give, and somewhat relishes in how you may be scared by them.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑He doesn’t approach you as the others do, but perhaps you pick up on him watching you. Eliminating any potential threat when you walk home. Gliding through shopping mall level crowds to walk parallel to you. Holding you back from stepping into the crosswalk too soon, and when you turn around, he’s gone.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Prove he’s strong enough? He needn’t do anything besides sweep you out of harm’s way once— that’s right, little mortal. As you scan the crowd for him after, flustered, he observes from a distance how you seek him out.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Luridly details how he knows you are better than what you’re dealt, how the irritating troubles of mortal life have burdened you. He can set you free. And how he would love to spend his pursuits with you (neglecting to include that you’re essentially his pet).
.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑Another gift giver. But just as with Esidisi, seeing you wear or keep anything he gives you (silken scarves, delicate necklaces, a silver letter opener), he takes it as permission to take you.
“My patience wears thin. Lucky you are to have a doting god.”
You can ignore this if you like but could I get the Pillarmen with a s/o that has poor circulation. The s/o is either always bundled up in clothes and blankets or spread out like a cat on a warm surface. I have bad circulation and winter is kicking my ass right now.
no prob! esidisi would have to be ur personal heater lol, hope u enjoy and ty for requesting ^^
Santana
Santana does not understand at first why you’re always covered in fabric.
The first time he sees you wrapped in a blanket, hoodie, socks, and holding a hot drink, he just stares like you’re a strange animal.
He pokes your sleeve to see if you’re injured.
When you explain you’re cold, he tilts his head like that makes zero sense.
His body temperature is naturally warm, so when you sit near him you immediately notice.
You slowly scoot closer.
He notices.
He says nothing.
You scoot closer again.
Eventually you’re just leaning on his arm like a lizard on a heat lamp.
He doesn’t move because he realizes you stop shivering when you touch him.
Sometimes you straight up grab his arm and hold it against your face.
He freezes for a second, then just… allows it.
If you spread out on a warm rock or near a heater, he will sit nearby and watch you like you’re a sunbathing cat.
You falling asleep curled up next to him activates some weird instinct in him to stay still.
If someone tries to move you, he will glare.
He’s protective in a “this is mine to observe” way.
Eventually though he starts letting you lean on him on purpose because he knows you’ll come looking for him when you’re cold.
Wamuu
Wamuu is immediately concerned.
You’re always cold, always tired, always bundled up, and he thinks this is a medical condition.
He asks if your body is weak.
You try to explain circulation and he listens very seriously.
The first time he touches your hand he is shocked at how cold it is.
He literally holds your hand in both of his like he’s trying to warm it with pure intent.
He starts making sure you sit near heat sources.
If you lay on warm stone, he will quietly move so the lamp/fire light hits that spot longer.
You eventually realize his body is very warm.
You start leaning on him.
He stiffens every time at first.
Not because he dislikes it, but because he doesn’t want to hurt you.
Once he realizes you relax when you touch him, he allows it.
If you curl up against his side, he will stay perfectly still for hours.
Esidisi once points out you’re using Wamuu like a heater.
Wamuu: “If it keeps them comfortable, there is no issue.”
Secretly proud that his body is useful to you.
If your feet are cold he will look genuinely distressed.
Will put his hand over them like that will instantly fix it.
Esidisi
Esidisi thinks it’s funny. And maybe a little cute.
You walk in wearing five layers and he starts laughing immediately.
He will absolutely poke your blanket bundle.
But the moment he feels how cold your hands are, his mood changes.
His body is extremely warm because of his blood heat ability.
You figure this out once and never leave him alone again.
You will literally drape yourself over him like a blanket.
He complains loudly.
“STOP USING ME AS A FURNACE”
But he secretly loves when you curl up against his chest because you relax instantly.
If you lay on warm surfaces like a cat, he will tease you nonstop.
But if the surface isn’t warm enough, he will heat it.
Pretends he didn’t.
If your nose or hands are cold, he will grab them and hold them until they warm up.
He will yell at anyone who opens windows near you.
“THEY WILL FREEZE TO DEATH, YOU FOOL”
Kars calls him dramatic.
He says it’s logical.
Kars
Kars notices immediately.
You’re always wrapped in blankets, sitting near heat, laying on warm stone, wearing long sleeves even when other humans aren’t.
He figures out the problem without asking.
When he touches your wrist once and feels how cold you are, his expression changes.
He doesn’t like it.
He thinks your body is fragile.
Which makes him… weirdly careful with you.
His body temperature is perfectly controlled, so he is always slightly warm.
You start gravitating toward him without realizing.
Sitting near him.
Standing close.
Eventually leaning on him.
He allows it without comment.
If you fall asleep and someone tries to wake you, he will stop them.
He absolutely notices you laying on warm surfaces.
He finds it amusing but also endearing.
Sometimes he will sit where the stone is warm first, then you come over and steal the spot.
He lets you.
Once you grab his arm and press your face against it because you’re cold.
He freezes for a second.
Then calmly says,
“If you require warmth, you may stay there.”
After that you do it all the time.
The others question him.
He ignores them.
But he will always make sure the room you’re in is warm enough.
An Almost Divine Punishment || Pillarmen x GN! Reader
Kars has taken you in as a captive, and unfortunately you have slowly fallen for the leader of the Pillarmen. When Joseph and Caesar find you, you still jump at the opportunity for freedom.
Before you can even ask where Lisa Lisa is, Kars and the other Pillarmen find you. Your Lord spares your friends’ lives in exchange for your complete, undying devotion and you are compliant, unbeknownst to the fate that awaits you.
When you returned to Kars’ settlement, you were thrown before his throne by Wamuu before he moved to stand alongside the other Pillarmen, watching over you and Kars.
You scrambled for purchase, grasping Kars’ warm muscular thighs, pressing kisses to his firm flesh while you begged for his forgiveness.
“My Lord, I am so so sorry, I-I it was a mistake, I promise-“
Kars gently shushed you, lifting you into his lap and pressing a delicate but heaty kiss to your trembling lips, soothing and calming your arrhythmic heartbeat.
“It’s alright my dear, I know it won’t happen again,” he cooed in your ear, gently gripping the curve of your ass as he looked down at your smaller body with fond smugness.
“Oh thank you, Lord Kars,” you whimpered, nuzzling his neck like a desperate puppy as he held you close.
A sudden eruption of sadistic laughter made your heart drop to the pit of your stomach, eyes growing wide as you realized something was terribly wrong.
“Did you really think I’d let you get off that easy, my mortal flame?” Kars sneered, his deep voice rumbling and mocking as more sardonic laughter echoes in his throat.
“If you want my forgiveness, you have to earn it,” he said darkly as he shoved you off of his lap.
“Please Lord Kars! I-im sorry I’ll do anything,” you whined as your knees scraped against the floor.
“Oh you will,” Kars smirked, raising his steel-toed boot and kicking your chest hard.
You cried out as you tumbled across the floor, trying to scramble for purchase and figure out what Kars’ words meant.
It was only when Whamuu’s warm, calloused hands caught you in grasp far too tender for a warrior, eyes lit with desire and wanting that you realized what Kars meant.
The other Pillarmen crowded around you, similar looks of lusting glazing over their eyes before they looked towards Kars, awaiting his command.
“Now which of us is to go first, Lord Kars?” Esidisi smirked, looking down at you with such primal hunger.
“I, for one, would love a taste of their sweet little pussy,” the white-haired chuckled, wrenching your right leg to expose your panty-clad cunt to Kars.
You felt Wamuu’s grip on your sides tighten, a displeased growl rumbling in his throat at the thought of Esidisi fucking your first.
Kars shook his head. “Oh, patience, Esidisi,” he sighed before looking at Wamuu.
“As you were the one who captured my dear Y/N, I believe it is only fair for you to take them first, Wamuu,” Kars smiled.
“Thank you, Lord Kars,” Wamuu murmured as he pressed a tender kiss on the back of your head.
As Kars’ vampire underlings placed a nest of pillows and blankets near the lot of you, you wondered how this could possibly be a punishment.
Wamuu gently set your soft body atop the pillows, making sure you were comfortable as he positioned above you.
“I apologize, Y/N,” Wamuu whispered as he leaned down to your ear. “I will try to be gentle.”
You naively wondered what he meant before he moved to kneel between your spread legs, unfastening his loin cloth and letting his semi-hard length spring free.
You let out a surprised, anxious scream as you saw just how big Wamuu was. It shouldn’t have been that shocking, considering Wamuu was the largest of the four Pillarmen, but your entire being was consumed by anxiety as you wondered how the actual fuck that would fit inside of you.
You could hear Esidisi cackle from behind Wamuu.
“Oh, what a foolish little thing,” Esidisi smirked as Wamuu rubbed his fat thumb against your puffy clit, trying to sooth you and prep you for what was to come.
“If you thought this would be easy, you’re sorely mistaken, my dear Y/N,” Kars smirked, removing his own loincloth as he watched Wamuu slip a thick finger into your tight little cunt. He stroked his own cock at the sight of you struggling to take Wamuu’s finger into your barely wet pussy.
“Do try to go easy on them, though, Wamuu,” Kars sighed. “I don’t want my little cockslut split in two.”
You let out a fearful whine at that, wincing as Wamuu forced another one of this large fingers inside of you.
“Fuck, it hurts,” you whined as Wamuu slowly thrust his two fingers inside of you.
The large pillarman sighed, adjusting himself so his face was before your spread labia, lips latching onto your twitching clit, teasing a heady moan from you as he continued pumping his fingers.
You let out a sigh of relief as pleasure coiled in the pit of your belly, fingers itching to grasp something. Wamuu somehow heard this very thought of yours and grabbed your hand, placing it atop his head so you could grip his thick blond hair
You squeaked out a thank you as his tongue tickled your sensitive little clit, embarrassed as you now felt your arousal drip down those two thick fingers of his and soaking the sheets beneath you.
You gripped his hair harder as he slipped a third fat finger into your pussy, trying to stretch you as much as he possibly could without breaking you.
You cried out as he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking roughly as he slipped a fourth finger inside of your now soaking cunt.
“Ahh, Wamuu! F-fuck!” You cried out as your orgasm crashed down on you all too quickly, squirting all over Wamuu’s handsome face as he kept thrusting those big fingers of his in your tight hole.
“That’s enough, Wamuu,” Kars snapped, making the warrior jolt up and pull his lips and fingers away from your twitching pussy.
“It would do you well to remember that this is a punishment. Act like it before you are next,” Kars hissed.
Wamuu murmured an apology to his master, stroking his dick with his fingers that were dripping with your sticky arousal before prodding your entrance with that fat cockhead of his.
“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he murmured sympathetically before hoisting your legs above his shoulders and thrusting his entire length into your twitching pussy with one smooth stroke.
You screamed as you felt his tip prodding painfully at your cervix, your entire cunt stuffed with as much of him as you could take. There were still a few inches that couldn’t even fit inside of you.
Esidisi’s laughter echoed through the throne room as Wamuu shallowly thrusted inside of you, your walls squelching as they tried to force the huge intrusion of his dick out of you.
Wamuu continued his gentle thrusting, leaning down till your trembling thighs pressed against your chest so he could lick your tears away as his thrusts grew faster.
“Fuck,” he grunted, slotting his lips atop yours and forcing his tongue down your throat as he pounded relentlessly into your sweet little cunt.
“Oh, gods,” Wamuu moaned as he pulled his lips from yours, looking towards Kars.
“I can see why you chose the human, Lord Kars,” Wamuu moaned as your tight walls sucked his dick even further inside of you, another painfully long inch squeezing it’s way inside of your pussy.
“They have such a nice warm little cunt,” he sighed as your walls fluttered against his dick from the compliment.
“I’m glad you enjoy my lover’s sweet pussy, Wamuu,” Kars smirked. “It was rather selfish of me not to share, especially when it’s so obvious that my little plaything is so desperate to be fucked.”
Kars left his throne, walking in front of you, looking down into your eyes as his young disciple fucked the brains out of you.
“Isn’t that right, Y/N? That’s why you wanted to run back to Jojo and his pals, isn’t it?” He crooned, carding his fingers through your hair as you looked up at him. “I just hadn’t been giving my baby enough attention, so they felt the need to seek out something more, isn’t that right?”
“N-no, Lord Kars, i promise! My eyes are o-only for you,” you whined though your cunt squeezed like a vice around Wamuu’s thick cock at his words.
“Oh, don’t lie straight to my face, baby,” Kars tutted. “I can see just how much you’re enjoying Wamuu’s dick, my love.”
“But if you wanted more, baby, all you needed to do was ask,” Kars purred as he leaned down, his purple hair curtaining your face as he pressed a kiss to your panting lips, nose pressing against your chin as he pressed his messy kiss to your soft lips.
He chuckled at the whine he drew from your mouth, pulling up to smirk down at you.
“Are you close, baby?”
You nodded, letting out a high pitched whine as Wamuu sped up, the loud, embarrassing sound of your pussy squelching filling the room.
“Hmm, what do you think, Wamuu? Should we let my little plaything cum? Or should we let their greedy cunt go insatiated?”
You whined at this question, looking up at Kars as ecstatic tears pooled in your eyes, a silent plea for mercy.
“Please, Lord Kars, I want to feel them cum around my cock,” Wamuu replied. “Their pussy feels so good, my lord, need to feel them milk my dick.”
“Oh alright, but just for you, my dear warrior,” Kars sighed.
“It looks like you’ll be getting off easy this round, Y/N,” Kars chuckled as he watched you claw at Wamuu’s back, desperate to cum around the pillarman’s fat cock.
“Fuck! Lord Kars! Wamuu!” You practically screamed as you squirted on the fat cock buried inside of you, cunt seizing almost painfully tight around his dick.
“Y/N!” Wamuu’s orgasm followed quickly behind, his thick ropes of cum painting your walls white as his hips stuttered to a still.
The two of you stayed interlocked like that for a moment, riding your orgasms out in an embrace far too gentle for a punishment.
“Alright, it’s my turn now, Wamuu,” Esidisi grunted, clapping his hand down on Wamuu’s shoulder.
Wamuu let out a surprisingly desperate whine, looking up at Kars with big pleading eyes.
“I’m sorry, Wamuu, but it is only fair that Esidisi and Santana get a turn with my sweet little lover,” Kars sighed.
Wamuu sighed and looked down at you before sneaking another kiss from your lips, pulling out so Esidisi could fill you up instead.
Esidisi flipped you over, grabbing your hips and propping your ass up, presenting your dripping pussy to himself.
“Oh you did a number on them, Wamuu,” Esidisi chuckled as he watched a thick glob of Wamuu’s seed trickle down to your clit before dripping to the blankets below.
You shuddered at the sensation, yelping as Esidisi plunged his tongue into your still twitching walls, licking you clean of Wamuu’s thick cum with that hot appendage of his.
Once every drop was sucked out of your pussy, damn near triggering another orgasm, Esidisi set you down on the blankets. You lifted your hips automatically and reached behind yourself to spread your cunt open for the pillarman.
Esidisi chuckled and rubbed the thick head of his cock against your puffy labia, his slit occasionally catching on your clit as he slid it back and forth.
“I want you to beg for my cock, Y/N. Beg for the great Esidisi of the flame to fill you up,” Esidisi commanded, taking a fistful of your hair to force you to look back at him.
“Please, Esidisi, fill me up with your cum!” You whined, shimmying your hips as you desperately tried to get his dick inside of you.
He teasingly rubbed his cockhead against your entrance, his cool piercing contrasting with the heat of the precum that coated your sensitive pussy lips.
“Hm, what do you think, Kars? Should fill your little lover up with my seed?” He chuckled as he gyrated his hips, continuing to tease your sensitive little pussy.
“Hm, I think they need to beg a little more,” Kars smirked as he forced you onto all fours, smacking your face with his hard dick.
You let out a surprised whine.
“Beg for it,” Kars said as he smacked your face with his hard penis again.
“Please, Esidisi! Fill me up! I want you to fill my cunt up!” You whined, wiggling your hips even more, desperate for his dick.
Kars smacked your face with his cock again.
“And?” He said expectantly with a quirked brow as he positioned his heavy cock before your lips, his precum glossing your lips.
“Please fuck my throat, Lord Kars!” You whined, grasping his shaft and desperately wrapping your lips around his leaking tip.
Kars chuckled. “That’s exactly what I want to hear, pet.”
“Now stuff their pussy, Esidisi,” Kars commanded, as he rolled his hips against your face, teasing your throat with his oozing cock head.
You damn near choked as Esidisi plunged into your pussy, distending the last traces of Wamuu’s cum before fucking you at a relentless pace.
You moaned and whined around Kars’ cock, grasping his firm, plush ass and pulling him flush against your face, flexing your throat as you desperately sucked him down.
Esidisi smacked your ass in time with his thrusts, making your needy cunt drip with embarrassed arousal.
Both of Kars’ hands played with your chest, pinching, tugging, massaging. Your entire body sung with pleasure as the eldest Pillarmen used you as a desperate little playtoy.
The both of them finished inside of you in unison, the beautiful sight and feeling and knowledge of the two great Pillarmen losing themselves inside of you sent you over the edge, making you squirt all over Esidisi’s warm thighs.
The two of them chuckled as they pulled out of you, Esidisi watching his cum spill from your cunt like a river.
“Did you enjoy being fucked full and used like that?” Esidisi purred.
You nodded eagerly, your body quivering from the overstimulating pleasure of it all.
Esidisi chuckled at that before raising his hand and smacking your pussy roughly.
You cried out at that as his near burning hot hand struck your labia. He repeated this motion over and over until you were crying, looking up at Kars and begging him to stop his second-in-command. The eldest pillarman just looked down at you impassively though, carding his hands through your hair.
“Did you forget this was a punishment, baby?” He cooed, his cock coming back to life so he could smack your face with it again.
“Santana!” Kars roared, calling the youngest of the Pillarmen forward.
“You and I are going to share their tight throat, alright?” Kars explained.
Santana nodded, positioning his cock before your face. You looked up at it in confusion, wondering why he was still soft.
“Suck me until I am hard,” Santana merely stated, grasping the base of his cock as Kars wrenched your mouth open.
You whined as your throat was stuffed again, desperately sucking the thick cock inside of your throat until you could feel it pumping heatedly, growing harder in your throat, making you gag. You smacked his hip, desperate for air only for Kars to pinch your nose, making you panic as you lost the air in your lungs.
Eventually you couldn’t take anymore and desperately wrenched your head back, gagging and taking desperate deep breaths only to find your throat stuffed with Kars’ cock next.
You whined and cried as you slobbered on Kars’ cock, feeling the barbells on the underside of his dick tickle your throat.
You yelped around his dick as you felt Wamuu’s cock replace Esidisi’s firm hand, filling you to the brim.
As Kars and Santana alternated taking over your throat and Wamuu steadily pumped your pussy, your body quivered and shook from exhaustion. There was only so much a mortal body like yours could take.
You whined in discomfort, pulling yourself off of Kars’ dick to voice your worry.
“L-Lord Kars, wait! I-I need a break,” you whined, eyes wide and pleading as Wamuu continued to drill into your cunt with powerful thrusts.
Kars barked out a laugh at your plea.
“You seriously think you’re deserving of rest?” Kars hummed, motioning for Wamuu to speed up.
You cried out in agonizing pleasure as Wamuu’s powerful forceful thrusts slammed against your cervix. Though your body was singing with pleasure, you couldn’t take much more. You were near your breaking point.
“Please, Lord Kars! Please!” You pleaded. “I can’t take anymore!”
“I’ll tell you what, my dear,” Kars smirked, sadism glinting in his dark crimson eyes.
“If you can hold out until Wamuu cums, your punishment will be over,” he purred.
Your eyes lit up with relief as you thanked your lord over and over again, but when you felt Wamuu speed up once more, you realized that this was simply too good to be true.
“Though it looks like Wamuu doesn’t want to give you the easy way out,” Kars chuckled.
Esidisi cackled, pumping his cock as he watched Wamuu relentlessly fuck your pussy.
“Oh, you dirty boy, Wamuu, you enjoy tormenting Kars’ plaything?” Esidisi jeered.
You whined, looking back at Wamuu desperately, wordlessly pleading for him to go easy on you.
Wamuu’s eyes were unfocused. He was caught up in the selfish pursuit of his own pleasure. He took little interest in taking pity on you when he was so close to his own release.
As you felt another orgasm threaten to crash down upon your overstimulated body, you wailed in agonized pleasure. Overstimulated tears streamed down your cheeks as your body shook and quivered.
You felt your arms give out from under you but before your torso could hit the blanketed floor, Kars grabbed your jaw and forced his cock back inside of your mouth.
You cried out around it as Kars forced himself down your throat. You were practically choking, but Kars fucked your throat almost as voraciously as Wamuu fucked your cunt.
Your body was so overwhelmed with pleasure that you were practically seeing stars. You shook and quivered as another orgasm crashed down upon you, causing you to squirt all over Wamuu’s thighs again.
As Wamuu continued thrusting, you thought he’d never stop, but fortunately his thrusts became arrhythmic and his balls swelled and twitched against your clit. Finally, his hips finally stilled and with a roar he creamed your pussy, ejaculating far more than any of the others had.
Rope after thick sticky rope poured into your pussy, bloating and distending your belly as the great warrior trembled and moaned, filling you to the brim until you couldn’t be filled anymore. The overstimulated walls of your cunt, staffed far too much with both his and Esidisi’s copious seed forced Wamuu’s fat cock out of you.
You whined in embarrassment as your pussy loudly squelched as thick drooling strands of yours, Wamuu’s, and Esidisi’s lust spilled down to the sheets below.
Esidisi chuckled at that, before grunting and painting your back white with his seed.
After he’d come to fruition, he went behind you and roughly spanked your pussy again, doing so again and again until Kars filled your throat with his own ropes of cum.
As soon as Kars pulled out of your throat, you collapsed onto the blankets beneath you.
The last thing you heard before you passed out was Kars tenderly crooning: “your punishment is over now, love.”
Much later you awoke to find yourself in a relaxing, steaming bubble bath after everything had ensued, Wamuu and Kars gently cleaning you of the smutty fluids your body had been covered with.
Afterwards, Kars draped you in a comfortable silk slip and herded you towards his massive bed, pulling you close and kissing you gently.
“Let this be your reminder to never leave me again, for I will always be the one to bring you to peaks of pleasure beyond the imaginable,” Kars warned as he pulled you close.
Have you ever thought that… Considering Pillar Men can easily manipulate their bones and muscles structure, they can change their height or size to fit in your tastes…?
I can see Wammu doing so in a way, to appear less threatening. He indeed takes a great pride in his fighting experience so he loves to unintentionally boast with his figure that easily overpower any bodybuilder, but he wouldn't see a problem to get a bit shorter so your neck wouldn't hurt when you talk with him.
However, if you ask him to grow bigger, he's a bit confused, as the way he already can see the crown of your head is a clear sight that you two are already on different height levels. Why do you want even more drastic contrast? When it comes to you, Wammu is a bit nervous, afraid of hurting you with hands that were used mostly to kill, not to caress... Reminding himself that one of the main traits of a great warrior is controlling the strength of his touch, he would do his best to not squeeze your waist too much when his enlarged hands would envelop it easily.
However, someone like Kars is too derisive for such a compromise. The pride he took in his appearance is higher than Wammu’s, at least insofar as his grace was also considered, and not only sheer body power. The height and size difference between you two would be the main reason for his teasing flirt and remarks. He would also use it to set the rules from the start, as his towering position would totally be a reflection of how he overpower you in mentally aspect too, being the one who's controlling the relationship.
So no success in making him shorter, yet… Although he isn't really into the whole size difference kink, he would enjoy getting bigger if it is what you ask for. To make you feel helpless one grasp of his hand should be enough, but if you want the contrast to be so demonstrative, then be it, it actually feeds Kars’s confidence in a strange way.
I NEED some Santana and wamuu love, they're sooo underrated
I will be happy with literally anything fluffy, cuddles, warmth, their protectiveness,
Anything
haha sure, ty for requesting and i hope you enjoy
what dating santana or wamuu would look like
Wamuu
Wamuu is the most honorable, so his love for you is quiet but bone-deep. He doesn’t show affection often in public.
He doesn’t understand modern dating concepts at first. You say you’re “seeing each other” and he’s like: “Yes, I have seen you. Many times.”
The first time he holds your hand, it’s so gentle you nearly sob. His giant hands dwarf yours, and he holds you like something deeply sacred.
His favorite thing to do is rest his palm against your chest to feel your heartbeat. “This rhythm… it reminds me I have something to protect.”
He’s obsessed with making you feel safe. No one would ever dare touch you when he’s around. He carries you if the ground is too rough. He stands behind you in crowds. He scans rooms for exits when you’re anxious.
You braid his hair sometimes, and at first he pretends he finds it inconvenient- but later you’ll catch him with the braid still in during battles.
He calls you things like “my warrior,” “my heartstone,” “my chosen”- he speaks like he’s pledging eternal loyalty at all times.
He trains you in combat if you’re willing. Not because he expects you to fight- he just wants you to know how strong you can be.
When he hugs you, it’s with one arm around you and your feet aren’t even touching the ground anymore.
Kisses are rare, deliberate, and slow. Every one feels like a vow. He cradles the back of your head with inhuman gentleness.
If someone insults you? He won’t say a word. He’ll just be standing behind them a second later, casting a mile-long shadow, cracking his knuckles.
Once you’ve earned his love, he never looks at anyone else. Ever. In his eyes, you’re the only human on Earth worth kneeling for.
At night, he doesn’t sleep, but he holds you anyway, head bowed against your shoulder.
Santana
Santana is the youngest and most curious, so dating him is kind of like adopting a genetically perfect murder puppy that slowly learns what love is.
He studies you constantly. Your facial expressions, your tone, your laugh. You think he’s glaring? Nah. He’s just processing how pretty you are.
He doesn’t talk much at first, but when he does, his voice is low and weirdly intimate. Everything he says sounds like a promise or a threat. (It’s mostly neither.)
He gets attached fast. You give him a snack once and he follows you around like a terrifyingly buff duckling.
He doesn’t understand personal space. He just. Stands there. Inches from you. Watching. You’ll be brushing your teeth and he’s staring.
The first time he touches you, it’s kind of weird. His hands mold around your body like liquid muscle. But it’s surprisingly gentle.
You introduce him to music, plushies, cartoons, and he becomes weirdly obsessed with them. One time he melted into the couch watching Phinneas and Ferb.
He mimics affection after observing it: nudging your cheek, draping himself over you like a warm weighted blanket. He doesn’t always understand why it makes you happy- just that it does.
Santana gets super protective once he realizes little things can hurt you. You stub your toe on a desk and he’s like, “...kill it?”
Jealousy is intense. He won’t cause a scene, but he’ll loom behind anyone who gets too close, staring silently until they flee in terror.
He doesn’t always know how to express feelings with words, but he shows it by bringing you things: weird rocks, stolen pillows, live deer he thought you'd like.
When he cuddles you, it’s like being swaddled in sentient muscle. You’re not escaping.
Eventually, he speaks more, and when he does, he always says things that make your heart pound:
“I don’t understand everything. But I know I want you near.”
“Warmth… when you touch me. I don’t want it to stop.”
can u do a pillar men + santana (hes allways forgotten) with male reader idk if u do nsfw but if u could do both sfw and nsfw it would be awesome
Hello dear anon! Thanks so much for the first request, I can absolutely do a bit of both for you! And I agree!!! I love santana my profile is themed after him, I did one shots as there wasn't a specific request <3
A/n : not proof read , my bad! This took me a minute to type up, but I actually really enjoyed writing it!
PILLARMEN X MALE! READER
KARS
Kars takes interest in you, he will observe you and study your mannerisms, he is prone to wanting to grow even more knowledgeable as the perfect being, it's something he's always doing, learning, so when his studying becomes more out of desperate.. in a way of wanting to know you. It becomes agonisingly evident that he wants something more.
He'd conventionally learn what your favourite flowers were, and would start leaving them for you, soon, when or if you trained side by side with him, or simply observed, he'd flaunt off his brilliant bone blades, show his hair in an attempt to get your attention, and it works.
When you finally confess your love for him, he observes it as if you were always meant to be his, you are perfect in his eyes after all. He loves perfection.
If things were to get more intimate, Kars is definitely dominant, he brooks little argument, he doesn't like poses where his back is turned. It sets his blades off sometimes. But he definitely tops, that man has full control over every fibre of his body, Kars usually doesn't indulge in such scenarios, but when he finds himself craving you, be prepared.
He will want you extremely vocal, whether it's screaming, moaning or whimpering, he will definitely go harder if you find yourself holding back, that man doesn't care who hears, you are his and that is all that matters.
Washes your body and plants kisses all over your body during aftercare. He let's you brush his hair as a sign that he trusts you, he'll hold your hand and guide it to trace his skin as another sign of trust, It isn't easy to win Lord Kars' favour after all.
"You are possibly the only human that I will understand. The gods have blessed me with your presence to fulfil my perfection. You are the most endearing thing I have endured in this century,"
ESIDISI
Esidisi is dramatic and emotional when he wants to be, but most of the time he is very serious and calm, so to see a side of him that is almost balanced seems unimaginable, its like his own way of flirting in a way
He'd invite you to converse with him and would show off his ability to form flames and heat, he will teasingly hold you when it's cold, knowing you won't pull away due to how warm this man's embrace is. He's smug and you both know that.
If you ever talk bad about people who have done you wrong, you will get gifted a blood vial with their blood. He will not tolerate you being hurt. He loves you in a way he didn't think was possible.
When you make it official with him he's so overjoyed this man scoops you bridal style and kisses you, he's desperate as soon as you let him know you feel the same. This man is a DRAMA king. Tears of joy will be shed before he composes himself.
In the bedroom, he usually takes the reign, but if you manage to filp the tables then he'll allow it. He trusts you after all, this man is LOUD as hell, he's grunting and groaning as he moans out compliments, he's in bliss as you thrust into him, He's a sucker for doggy style.
During aftercare you two lounge in a makeshift hot spring he made, it relaxs both of you even more, he keeps an arm draped over your shoulder as he holds you.
"You're utterly handsome, you crank the heat in my heart higher than even I can handle, I love everything about you, I'll always be here."
WAMUU
He is nervous to pursue his feelings at first, he is an excellent and respectable warrior, he would hate to go behind lord kars and esidisi's back, but his care is evident, he helps you stretch before training, admires your strength for a human man, he likes you, alot, so he will consume every detail about you, especially if they are warrior quality.
When he gets the green light from Kars to court you, this man is a gentleman, he will accompany you everywhere and comment on you to get your attention, an attempt of flattering, his calm attitude is like a gush of wind, its refreshing.
When he's internally panicking when you are lounging, unsure if you even feel the same, but when you kiss him, this man melts into your touch. He holds your hips gently.
He's definitely a switch, but like kars, he doesn't like poses where his back is turned. He is on too high of alert to allow it, but if you're topping, and he's gripping the bed and he's so laid back and in bliss, he'll not even notice he's on his stomach.
Is not as vocal, he prefers it gentle and quiet, it's more meaningful for him, its genuine lovemaking for him, it's something that is vulnerable and he enjoys when it is taken at a slow rhythm
Aftercare is also quiet but filled with attentiveness, he will hold you until you both sleep, the soft rise and fall of his chest calms and soothes you to sleep, his hands running through your short yet silky hair is comforting on both ends.
"You are the whisper of the wind that soothes my soul. You bring me the comfort of peace as a warrior."
SANTANA
It is obvious he is quiet, but he is not simply dazed off into his own world, he soaks up every small detail, he notices everything and his touch is full of care. He loves the fact your so gentle and patient with him. You don't care he is viewed as a mere guard dog. He loves you for that.
He will start sitting near you and looking out when your back is turned, like a personal bodyguard, he will tidy up your hair, and you will notice the soft glint in his eyes as he itches closer to you
He likes being alone in vast areas, he will invite you to come lounge with him, he doesn't typically love company, especially from a human, but you are different, you make him feel wanted.
When you plant a small kiss on his cheek, he embraces you and holds you, leaning his head down and his horns gently pressing against your forehead in a slient, unspoken intimate way, you've tugged and played a song on his heartstrings
He definitely isn't that experienced in the bedroom, so he switches but allows you to choose, he has alot of trust within you, he'll grunt and groan, panting needingly, he likes missionary pose, it grants equal pleasure on both ends.
In aftercare, he is even more gentle and careful than he usually is, like he's afraid you'll break with his touch, you wash his hair and massage his muscles, and it helps him untense. He sees and appreciates you.
".. I love you.. you treat me well, I will always love you back.."
I’m the one who asked for the pillarmen yakuza au and I was wondering if you are able to do like pillarmen yakuza continuation of like after they fall for you and like one night the reader and the pillarmen end up falling asleep with them, like cuddling, and they are caught by the other pillarmen. How would they react? Sorry if you didn’t understand! My English isn’t the best.
hii, no problem i understand what you're asking, hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting <33
pillarmen getting caught cuddling the reader hcs
Kars
Kars operates like a cold, calculating leader, never showing vulnerability, except when it comes to you.
At first, falling asleep with you is an accident. Maybe you had a long night together, him strategizing, you just enjoying his presence. One moment, you’re leaning on him, the next? He wakes up with you nestled into his side.
He doesn’t move. He tells himself it’s because he doesn’t want to wake you, but truthfully? He likes it.
Then Wamuu or Esidisi walks in.
For the first time in centuries, Kars is caught off guard. He immediately sits up straight, his usual sharp expression faltering for just a second.
“What are you staring at?” His voice is calm, but there’s an edge, a warning.
If Esidisi teases him, Kars shuts it down with a single glare. But if it’s Wamuu? He’d just sigh and brush it off like it doesn’t bother him (even though it absolutely does).
Later, when you’re alone, he’ll murmur, “You sleep too easily around me. Do you really trust me that much?” His tone is unreadable, but deep down, he already knows the answer, and he likes it more than he should.
Esidisi
Esidisi doesn’t do things halfway. When he falls for you, he falls hard.
He’s surprisingly warm and comforting when you’re together. If you’re tired, he’ll pull you against him, stroking your hair absentmindedly while rambling about his latest frustrations with the yakuza world.
One night, you fall asleep on his chest. He smirks, thinking about waking you, but you look so peaceful. So he just lets it happen.
Then, the door opens. And it’s Kars.
Immediate panic. Esidisi tries to play it cool, but he can already feel Kars’ judging stare.
“Ah! Boss! …Crazy night, hm?”
Kars just stares, unimpressed. “You’re pathetic.”
Wamuu walks in next, arms crossed. “You should be more cautious. Letting your guard down like that could get you killed.”
Esidisi is dying inside.
Later, when it’s just you two, he grumbles about how “they just don’t understand” while pulling you back into his arms. “Next time, we’re locking the damn door.”
Wamuu
Wamuu is the most reserved of the bunch, but when he falls in love he’s protective, gentle, and quietly devoted.
You’re one of the few people he lets his guard down around. If you lean against him while resting, he won’t stop you. If you fall asleep he’ll adjust his position to make you more comfortable.
He doesn’t even notice that he fell asleep, too, until Esidisi bursts in.
Immediate embarrassment. Wamuu sits up so fast that he almost knocks you over. “This is, ” He doesn’t even have an excuse. He’s just mortified.
Esidisi? He’s just smiling. “Wamuu, I didn’t know you had such softness within you”
If Kars is there, he just shakes his head in disappointment. “Ridiculous. You’re supposed to be one of my best.”
Wamuu spends the next hour training aggressively to shake off his embarrassment. But the next time you’re tired? He’ll still let you rest against him, just not in public
Santana
The most stoic and unreadable of the Pillar Men, Santana doesn’t show emotions easily. He’s like a shadow in the yakuza world, a silent but deadly enforcer who rarely speaks unless necessary.
Falling in love with you happens quietly. He doesn’t make a big deal about it, doesn’t confess grandly, he just sticks around you more often and lets you get close in ways he wouldn’t allow others.
You falling asleep on him is not planned. Maybe you were exhausted, maybe it was just too peaceful in the room, but at some point, you end up curled against him.
Unlike the others, he doesn’t react at all. He just keeps sitting there, unmoving, staring ahead.
…And then, Kars and Wamuu walk in.
There’s a long, awkward pause. Wamuu raises a brow. Kars looks… either amused or disappointed.
“… Interesting.” Kars smirks, arms crossed. “Even you have a weakness.”
Wamuu just nods. “You must trust them a great deal.”
Santana still hasn’t moved. He just blinks slowly and mutters, “…You’re loud.”
Regardless of anyone’s opinions, the next time you fall asleep near him, Santana doesn’t move away.
