I went M.I.A. for a few weeks because I was going through some things. One of those things was a discovery of my sexuality. I'm a little bit scared to make this post because once this is out there, I'll obviously have to change the content I make, but, fuck it. I'm a big 'ol lesbian.
I used to identify as bisexual then pansexual, but I eventually found out I'm neither, just a lesbian lmao.
I know it's confusing as I primarily wrote fic surrounding men, but the simplest way I can explain that is that I went through something called comphet, or compulsive heterosexuality.
More often than not, lesbians and afabs in general grow up feeling conditioned to be attracted to men. Of course, since men irl are scary as all HELL, a lot of us find safety in fictional men. I sit with these fantasies and go "yeah, I think I can work with this." Add that with being a domme in general and we have this situation.
So yeah, after realizing I'm a lesbian and these fantasies were just outlets for comphet, I can't write about these men in the same way and I'm so sorry lmaoo.
I'm also not sure if I'm even gonna still be active on this blog, or if I'm gonna come back, or if I'm even back at all, but for now consider me on indefinite hiatus!
Uh, so yeah, that's that for now.
(This writing style is a little more candid and less formal than what I'm used to, so I hope that it doesn't throw you guys off too much.)
tagging: @mysicklove, @archer-fb (survey to be added to my tag list, I'll only tag you if there's a visible age on your bio or pinned post)
cw: nsfw mdni, dom reader, not proofread
house-husband!shinjuro .. who didn't think he'd ever be the one cooking and cleaning. But he loves and cares for you, so he always wants you to have a clean house and a warm dinner
house-husband!shinjuro .. that does everything because he wants to, but that doesn't mean he won't welcome praise from you
house-husband!shinjuro .. when you come back he's already taking off your coat at the door, kissing you on the cheek and grumbling about how your day went
house-husband!shinjuro .. always wants a kiss of approval or praise for anything, sticks his head out like a cat (that doesn't make sense)
house-husband!shinjuro .. if kyojuro and senjuro aren't home, and he knows you'll come home soon. The only thing he wears is a apron, it's a quick way to get you riled up and he knows that
house-husband!shinjuro .. who's praise doesn't stay just outside of the bedroom, acts like a brat but then swears he'll be a good boy for you
house-husband!shinjuro .. who lives for your praise when you come home
house-husband!shinjuro .. who looks forward to you coming back home and fuck him nice and rough
not to be down bad or anything, but imagine izuku licking his own cum off your fingers.
he sits legs spread in front of you, slightly leaning forward and panting, trying to recover from his orgasm. his eyes are fogged and a bead of sweat drips down his temple.
you smile at him, and then at your fingers, spreading them to watch the slight slimy texture drip down you hands.
the poor boy whines at this movement, his face now red from embarrassment. he scrambles out apologies and begins to look anywhere for a cloth. but you grin at him, and move your hands toward his face.
he stutters for a second, looking at you and then your white covered fingers nervously. you give him a nod of reassures and immediately his tongue flies out, and he’s lapping at your digits like a dog.
the half lidded eyes fall back into place, and he grips onto your wrist to make sure you don’t pull away. he doesn’t like the taste, you can tell by the way he slightly cringes with each swipe of his tongue.
but then he begins to stare up at you, a shaky grin pulling at his face as he watches you gulp at how lewd he looks. it makes his ego boost, and he’s getting more into it now, wrapping his tongue around the base of you fingers and pressing his nose against your palm.
“what are you, a dog?” you sigh, amused, and feeling your own arousal build up.
he puts two of your fingers into his mouth and gurgles a laugh, before blinking up at you with two puppy dog eyes. “woof?”
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Last song listened to: Be my Everything (English Version). It’s a solo song from one of the members of a K-pop group named Purple Kiss, and it’s fantastic! Great vocals, even though I do prefer the other song from the single more.
Currently Watching: Nashville (2013) and the new season of The Dragon Prince. I only have one episode of Nashville left and it’s the finale, so that’s pretty sad. I’m three episodes into season 5 of Dragon Prince and really liking it! I’m glad the animation has improved since the beginning.
Currently Reading: Nothing now. I just finished Dear Mothman by Robin Gow and loved it though! It is written for young teens, but it’s a really great queer narrative and is written through some very nice free verse poetry.
Current Obession: It’s mainly Skyrim (liked it so much I made a Tumblr blog for it, after all), but since I talk a lot about that, I’ll also mention Hollow Knight. I’m playing it right now and it’s very hard, but very good! I like how little handholding it does.
The blond flushes red at your command. You want him to bark?
"Go on. Do you need me to repeat myself?"
You raise an eyebrow at him and give a sharp tug to his leash, making him whimper. With the way he's sitting at your feet looking up at you, you're able to see the way the bell connected to his red collar—you knew the color would look good on him—jingles as he moves and how his face turns red from your praise or insults.
Especially the way his dick is hard and continues to leak pre-cum no matter how hard he tries to hide it between his legs and with his hands.
Denji gulps and licks his lips. The fact that he's naked and that you're fully clothed makes him even harder.
"w-woof?"
Your stare stays blank. Did he do it wrong?
"Thats disappointing denji," you say, letting out a feign sigh. "That sounded like a question rather than a actual bark. Maybe you're not fit to be my dog after all-"
"N-No! P-Please!" You stop talking as you see actual tears well up in Denji's eyes. "Please... i-i swear i'll be a good dog for you!" He paws at your legs as he pouts at you. His bell jingles as he frantically tries to convince you for another chance.
You coo at him, your hand going down to caress his check. You can feel the way he tilts his head to rub against it gently.
"Really? Then prove it." Denji shivers at the tone of your voice. "Know that I won't give you another chance so go on and bark." He knows its not a request, its a command. And he's not one to ever disobey you.
"woof woof!"
At last you smile at him and Denji feels his heart swell, knowing he did it well. You give him a pat on the head and rub it, watching as he lowers his head to hide his flushed face.
"Good boy"
You watch as his body shivers from the praise. He lets out a whimper as he rubs his head against your thigh, looking at you with pleading, innocent eyes.
"Please"
"Please what, baby?"
He lets out a whine. "Touch me please!"
You take a quick glance at his hard dick and look back at Denji who has a pout on his lips. How adorable.
"How about you ride my thigh?" You watch as a grin appears on Denji's face and his personality changes into a more energetic, happy one.
"R-Really?" You smile and if you didn't know any better, you would've thought that there was a actual tail behind him wagging side to side if you were to look.
"Yes baby, think about it as a reward." Immediately he jumps onto your thigh, a whimper leaving him as his dick touches your thigh.
He slowly rocks against you, afraid to speed up in case he's not supposed to. But your impatience gets the best of you and you grab his hips to force him to ride your thigh faster.
He jolts as he lets out a gasp that soon turns into a needy whine. He quickly crams his face into your neck, letting out quiet whimpers and moans as he wraps his arms around your neck. Each roll of his hips against your thigh has him letting out even louder noises, letting you to assume that he's close.
A hand leaves his hips and goes to travel up his back before it gently wraps around his neck.
You hear his breathing turn ragged when you gently squeeze his neck, your head turning sideways to whisper in his ear.
"such a adorable puppy, arent you?" Denji lets out a whimper and wraps his arms around you even tighter, his hips practically rutting against your thigh on his own, trying to chase his orgasm.
"If you want to cum, i want to hear you properly beg for it, denji."
With a slight nod, he lifts his head from your neck only to throw it back as particular thrust of your thigh has his body shivering in pleasure.
"ah! please! fuck- let me cum please" He looks at you with tear-filled eyes as he paws at your chest with a pout.
"wanna k-kiss you ah!" You quickly bring him into a kiss filled with teeth clashing and some rather lewd noises coming from him.
He's so eager, really. Even with the way his hips are humping your thigh as if his life depends on it and the way he's moaning and mewling against your lips, you still think he's so so cute.
A perfect puppy boy for you to ruin, for you to keep, and to play with whenever your heart desires.
You pull back from the kiss and have to pull on his hair in order to keep him from chasing your lips to which he whines at. With a grin, you mumble against his mouth.
"Go on and cum, baby."
He widens his eyes at your command but he doesn't waste another second and shoves his face into your neck with a muffled cry, his body spasming as his orgasm hits him hard. Ropes of his cum shoots out and onto your clothes and his chest.
His hips slow down as the intensity dies down. You press a kiss onto the side of his head.
"You did so good for me denji." Denji lets out a hum and cuddles against your body further. He stays still and when you look at his face, you find out that he fell asleep on you.
Perhaps your puppy boy used up too much of his energy today.
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Inexperienced Virgin!Giyu who’s never even touched himself, only ever cum in his sleep a few times by accident. And when you finally take him into your hot palm, he swears he’s seeing stars, crying out hoarsely as if he didn’t know it could feel good to have his cock touched. And as you work him diligently—ruthlessly to his fast-impending orgasm, he’s in tears over how good it feels.
He’s clinging onto you desperately, his eyes clenched and thin brows pinched in pained ecstasy. shaking hands hold your shirt in a white-knuckled grip as he humps into the tight tunnel of your fist, trembling as your thumb mercilessly teases his slit. pre beads at the tip relentlessly no matter how many times you smear it across his creamy head, and when you start to play with his balls he just can't hold on any longer.
his breath becomes frantic, and he struggles to form the right words to warn you.
“I-I think… I think something’s going t-to uhn, come out- please!” his shaking voice pitches higher, mewls forced from his throat as his peak hits him like a train. the feeling is intense and hellish hot, cum jetting out of him and spilling over your fingers. He cries out helplessly, widened blue eyes staring into nothing as he convulses and writhes, hips jerking with every pulse.
You coo at him and stroke him through it, leaning down to swallow his desperate moans with your lips. eventually, he tugs at your wrist, whimpering that it's "t-too much, it's too much."
