Val

hi i write sometimes!! 18+ reqs are open

[vxlenst3in]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You'll live a long time yet, an eternity without me.

✧val . she they . 18+ blog ✧ infp . reqs are open✧ ︳✎ this blog contains sfw, nsfw, and dark content. look at the warnings and tags before you read. don't like don't read.

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[vxlenst3in]

return of alien stage, return of me…?

[schlerperino]

shuake...please...shuake kissing...oooh men kissing oooh

Fresh batch of yaoi coming in for you wifey

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go support my wife 🙏🏻

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Dang I hope the urticaria go away!!! Cant wait to see the Luka fic

HAVE A GOOD DAY

<3

ITS OUT 🗣️🗣️

[vxlenst3in]

Hiiyaaa how are you

<3

hi there! i've been doing pretty good, thank you so much for asking ❤︎ i've been dealing with some pretty hefty urticaria lately, but it's nothing too crazy :] i hope you are also doing fantastic, anon ❤︎

[vxlenst3in]

Hiiiya I saw your request where open and I got back into Alien Stage hehehe Luka but I was wondering what if u did part 3 where the aliens wanted Luka to get reader pregnant and see it all the way through them conceiving the baby to the birth of the baby on live IDK UM like the Truman show (idk if u seen the movie) but Luka and reader know they’re being watched 24/7

LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH!

Hope u can get to this (sorry the request is long) TAKE YOUR TIME HOPE U LIKE THIS REQUEST!

<3

warnings: luka alnst!fem reader, sex without protection, breeding, dacryphilia, pretty much livestreamed, no birthing though, dirty talk, mentions of like cum...and stuff..., oral fem receiving, making out ooh, mentions of heperu and aliens, creampie a/n: at the very bottom

pt i pt ii

Luka. A star in the world of aliens. The perfect specimen of a human pet. A one of a kind celebrity. One that would always be remembered.

Luka is his guardians utter pride. He has proven himself enough times. His guardian is 100% sure he will continue to bring in success as long as he lives.

Here’s the catch. Luka won’t live forever, he’ll be easily outlived by his guardian. Eventually someone will have to replace his golden child.

Aliens have done a bunch of research on humans - their behavior, needs, personality traits, languages, diseases, and so on. But specifically on how to modify them for every possible need. Genetic modification wasn’t exactly easy, but it was efficient. Unfortunately, his golden child has been pushing the boundaries lately. Falling in love with a pretty woman behind his back? Unacceptable. It was only fair that he’d punish him, put Luka back in his place, teach him that love doesn’t mean anything in the world they live in. Yet, the punishment brought Heperu more fortune than trouble. The aliens loved the raw emotions that were being displayed on stage. Painful yet pleasurable expressions, that would be forever engraved in one’s mind. They wanted more, so much more. It was truly only a matter of time, until the genius of an alien came up with something that would, not only fix his future problems, but also introduce a whole new concept to the world of aliens.

His eager eyes looked down at you, a cold hand trailing down your thigh. Luka's touch was delicate, and dramatic. It left the hair on your thighs standing straight, tingly bumps rising with it. Your breath hitched in your throat, arousal as well as fear brewing in your stomach. As Luka shuffled closer to you, you sank deeper into the mattress. The silence began to feel uncomfortable, your irregular heartbeat being the only audible noise to you. Luka's hand shoved itself between your legs, now feeling your rapid pulse down there as well. His hands slithered against the damp fabric of your panties, a wicked smile slowly forming on his face. Your body trembled at his touch, a sharp hiss leaving your lips. It didn't take long before his pinky caught itself in the elastic band of your panties, promptly pulling them down. The sudden change of temperature making you exhale loudly. "Soaked might be an understatement for what you're presenting here for me, my dear." He purred, not missing the embarrassment that flashed across your face. "It is for me though, right?" A satisfied grin building up at your lazy nod. "For me, and me only.." His murmured words were barely audible under his breath. The glint in his eyes was undeniably hungry though. Your eyes were unsure on what to focus on. His face? His hands - that were now moving to spread your thighs apart? Or back to his face that was now diving between your legs and li- Oh. His smug face disappeared between your legs, only his blonde locks remain for you to see. Your back arched ever so slightly, as you bit your lip to swallow the moan. His tongue focused on your clit, expertly flicking it in a steady rhythm. Your hands gripped the sheets with all the strength that you had left remaining. The filthy noise that was created by Luka lapping on your cunt, echoed through the room. With each second passing, the noise that left your own mouth, became more obscene. Not only the pornographic blend of noise, but also the vulgar display of Luka eating you out like a starved man, was captured in it's best quality by all the surrounding cameras in the room. They captured angles you could only dream of experiencing. From your POV you couldn't see much. Not the way Luka devoured you, not the way his face was glistening from your juices, and certainly not the way he was grinding himself against the mattress below him. Both of you were very much aware of the cameras pointing at you. This wasn't just a lustful evening - It was a performance, a documentary, another event to entertain and teach the aliens about human nature, and you just happen to be the two stars of this show. While it was embarrassing, Luka had promised to make you forget all about who was watching, make himself forget about it in the process as well. While it was working for you, the cameras seemed to ignite something dangerous in your blonde boyfriend. He's performative, even more so, when the cameras turn on and the stage lights illuminate the very stage he stands on. Right now, you were his stage, the dim lamp above you the headlights, and the cameras his audience.

That's why Luka was more eager than usual. That's why he's doing everything to show off, putting his whole body to use. His hands may be on your thighs, but that doesn't mean they are still. He's squeezing, scratching, digging his short nails into them, and even occasionally grazing your ticklish areas with his fingers. Luka's tongue plunged deep into your entrance to collect your essence, which he not only smeared everywhere near your cunt, but also ended up smearing all over his face. You were high on him, every movement of his tongue freed more dopamine, as well as bringing you closer to your own peak. Swallowing saliva became harder with each passing moment, resulting in drool just spilling from your lips. His incoherent bubbles only reached your senses through the vibration they created against your pussy, sending shivers down your spine. Before you could get any closer to your release, Luka came up to take a breather. Before you could even protest, you choked on your own words. He was ethereal. The blonde strands of hair clinging to his forehead, the ponytail messily hanging on, his skin glistening with your arousal, a bewildered look on his face with his jaw hanging low. You watched his chest rise and sink again. His eyes as drowsy as ever. "Shit.." He cursed under his breath. "Maybe this isn't too bad after all…" Luka let go of your thighs, his eyes darting to your eyes then to your lips. A blink later his lips brushed against yours, his hot breath tickling your skin. His golden eyes stared into yours, allowing you to witness a moment of weakness in them. It was like he wanted you to see, which is why he didn't dare to get any closer. You could only smile at his unusual timidity, which resulted in a faint smile from his as well. With an inhale you closed the distance between your lips. Despite the previous intimacy, the kiss was filled with all sorts of hunger and desire. Your hands found themselves at the back of Luka's head, disheveling his already messy ponytail even more, to the point where the hair tie is hanging on by a thread. Teeth are clashing, tongues dancing, lips bruising and hands are uncontrollably grabbing onto anything that's in reach. That's how hasty, yet lustful kisses always were with the star of Alien Stage. There was no space between you and him, bodies pressed so tightly against each other, there was no escape. Luka loved to suck on your bottom lip just as much as he loved fucking your mouth with his tongue. It was filthy, dirty and pornographic footage, especially with the way he directly looked into a camera while continuing his actions. His expression was full of pride and another emotion, which couldn't be described with words. A mix of mischief and malicious joy. When your lips left his to take a breath, you noticed the discarded pants across the room. Luka licked his lips, before delivering a few strokes to his hardened cock. At the sight, you could only swallow hard. No matter how many times you've seen it, it never fails to make you flush. His shaft was lengthy, not exactly thick, but just perfect enough to make you see stars. And he certainly knew how to use it With a swift movement, he pushed you down onto the bed. Your back sinking into the mattress. His hand rested just above your chest, holding you down and feeling your heartbeat. Your eyes were wide open, he could practically see how you were trying to process everything. Luka's eyes darted down to your neglected cunt, still glistening with arousal, just how he left it. "You'll let me in, right? My sweet girl.." Luka cooed so sweetly, while looking at you through half lidded eyes. His hand went back to cupping your cunt, his thumb on your clit, while the rest of his hand spread your folds. Luka's cold hand was a strong contrast to your burning heat. It made your toes curl, a jolt shooting through your body. His brain was hazy, controlled by appetite, craving, thirst. The urge to fill you up, to make you his in a way, that's far from an aliens understanding.

"Heperu said, you should be ovulating by now, which means there's a higher chance for success, no?" Luka said silently, lazily playing with your cunt. It wasn't incorrect, you've felt more aroused than usual. While Ovulation wasn't something you had been educated on enough, you knew basic facts. The aliens had researched you enough and perfectly calculated your cycle for a high success rate. "You want it just as bad, hm? The fantasy is just as sweet in your brain as it is in mine." He retracted his hand from your cunt. "So don't deny me now." Was the last coherent sentence you could process, before your vision went black. Only seconds later you gained back your consciousness. Your senses instantly being swamped. Luka's hips were slamming into you. He had one hand hooked under your leg, while the other had a steady yet bruising grip on your hip. Luka had set a rough pace, which ripped all kinds of noises from your throat. High pitched moans and whimpers could be occasionally heard from Luka. Sounds that would forever be engraved into your ears and mind. He'd never get tired of how you feel around him. Nothing was prettier than the sight of your cunt greedily swallowing him, the messy look on your face, and especially the tears on your face. Each and every time he sank into you, it would flip a switch in his mind. When he turned his face back to look down at you, he almost came on the spot. The sight below him was beyond gorgeous. Your eyes rolled far back in your head, while drool ran down your chin and tears dared to spill from your eyes. He watched as your hands messily tried to grab onto the sheets, but kept missing as your body rhythmically bounced. The neatly done bed, was now decorated with rumpled sheets. Some spots were damp with your arousal or sweat. Or maybe both. Matching the rhythm of Luka's thrusts, the bed repeatedly slammed against the wall. "Just like that, sweetheart..Shit..you feel so good-" He muttered between gritted teeth. "Do you feel good, pretty?" Luka asked, before reaching out to hold your hand. You nodded lazily. "Yeah— Feels so good.." To which he only grinned. The hand he was holding was slowly lead to his mouth, as he delivered a few kisses to your fingertips, his own purple fingertips covering caressing yours. "Yeah..I bet it does, sweet girl. Bet you're gonna make a great mom." Luka nuzzled his face against your hand, while looking down at you again. This time the expression was not only hungry though, it was filled with something else. Adoration, maybe? "You want that? Wanna carry my— ah..child?" At his words, you clenched around him. A sharp hiss escaping his lips. "Yeah I— want it so bad.." You cried out. He felt evil, so evil for enjoying this as much as he does, and yet he couldn't even bring himself to try and stop. So when he put both of your legs over his shoulder, and leaned closer, so the two of you could be face to face, you knew that you were in for something. Luka changed up his voice tone, from teasing and smug, to caring but condescending. He wore a mocking expression, while he wiped the tears from your cheeks. "Shh, don't cry now. Turns me on even more." Oh, and how you wanted to smack him across the face for it, even though it turned you on terribly. Eventually you could feel the stutter of his hips, the ragged breath, and the slight change in expression. His hips targeted that one specific spot in your pussy, that never failed to make you see stars. Luka's other hand came down to start toying with your clit. Your own breath started to become unsteady, as the coil in your stomach threatened to pop. Neither of you needed words to explain what was about to happen. Luka decided to rest his forehead against yours, the musky smell of sweat hitting your senses.

"Almost there, sweetheart— Just be good and— hah take it" His purple finger tips sloppily played with your clit, and it was only a matter of time till— Snap. The coil snapped in almost an instant. Both of you stilling any movement, only occasionally jerking in pleasure. Your breath caught in your throat once again, occasionally accompanied by whiny mewls. Luka on the other hand, was moaning his lungs out. Cursing and mumbling between breaths. "That's a good girl..Fuckkkk.." Luka moaned, while burying his face in your exposed neck. His seed spilled deep into you. The space inside becoming even tighter than before. It wasn't until Luka gently started grinding again only a few minutes later, that you stopped daydreaming. He chuckled at the sight of your dumbfounded face. "You really thought once was going to be enough? We'll be here all night if we have to, sweet girl" You should start praying to some higher being.

 ©vxlenst3in - do not steal, modify, translate or repost my work. a/n: hii! i absolutely loved this request with my whole heart 😭 it was so fun writing this. i hope you are satisfied with the result. unfortunately i wasn't able to include the birth part? but i was trying to go with the truman show concept at least a little. funny enough i didn't know what it was, but ended up watching it with friends after asking them what it was LOLL its a really good show 🙂‍↕️ thank you so much for requesting!!! likes, feedback and reblogs are always appreciated! reqs are open❤︎

[vxlenst3in]

1.7k words into the luka alnst fic ive been talking about ! i hope to finish and post it later today :] it will cover two requests at once, cuz they just fit perfectly into each other 🙂‍↕️ thank you for being patient with me <3

[vxlenst3in]

I have a question I KNOW U STABBED YOUR HAND HOW I don’t know BUT I was gonna ask will u write more alien stage x reader?

hii! YES! im currently working on a very interesting request for alien stage, and then there's another one right after :)

[vxlenst3in]

how do we feel about knife play nagumo...

[vxlenst3in]

HELLO! I recently got into Sakomoto Days because of those devilish thirst traps with Nagumo-chi and, well... YEAH! x3 But before I sent any potential request I just wanted to confirm if it was alright to make requests for Sakomoto Days! I know it might be silly since you already wrote for Nagumo- BUT, I noticed it wasn't in your list of fandoms and one can never be too careful! You're already doing us a HUGE solid by being willing to write for our entertainment, so ya,,,

Thanks for your hardwork and time!

-Pawnonymous🐾

hii!! welcome to the fandom ofc! you're totally right, sakamoto days is not there😭and thats highkey my bad, i haven't updated that list in forever, woops. but yes feel free to request for sakamoto days and especially for nagumo!! (the nagumo reqs are stacking up in my inbox, someone help) also thank you so much ! i appreciate someone...appreciating writers? (???) every interaction and compliment means so much to me, i can't say it enough ❤️

i hope you have a lovely day anon and i will await your juicy request with open arms!

[vxlenst3in]

all the nagumo freaks are raiding my inbox...gulp not that im complaining, hiii

[vxlenst3in]

https://x.com/_CREAMPIES_/status/1857159939292086328

This is totally Yoichi... Nacchan...

link from above

he‘s just so mean :( his colleagues riled and teased him all day, and now you have to take it? not that you mind, do you?

[vxlenst3in]

Nagumo is so into your tits that, no matter how they look like, he would suck the sh out of them. Small, big, uneven, saggy, he would do everything to them, so cover your chest up because he would fnaf jump at your boobies

can you imagine how sore they would be? this big baby of an assassin using them as stress relief after every mission.

his big calloused hands roughly massaging them, to get any kind of noise out of your pretty mouth. and the look he gives you once he latched onto your nipple? big dazed eyes up looking up at you, as if he isn‘t doing something sinful right now.

this also just truly adds into my headcanon of nagumo with a heavy breeding kink. he knows kids wouldn‘t be ideal and irresponsible, considering his line of work and lack of time, but when he’s latched onto your chest, dry humping your pussy, while gently running his hands up and down your stomach, he just can‘t stop wishing your belly was swollen with his child, and your tits releasing milk into his eager mouth.

mmmmm yes.

[vxlenst3in]

I saw your request where open and was hoping you could do a part two of the (alien stage) Luka x reader fic????

IM NEW TO YOUR BLOG AND THAT FIC POPPED UP WHEN I OPENED TUMBLR AND I JUST NEEDED ANOTHER PART YOUR WRITING WAS SO GOOD

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HI THERE!!

i‘m really glad that you enjoyed my work ❤️ you might be in luck though, because if you‘re talking about this fanfic, then there is already a part two! i truly don’t know why i haven‘t linked it on the first part </3

i hope you can enjoy that one just as much and if there’s anything else you‘d like, feel free to pop in 🫶🏻

[pervoshi]

dirk shoving a pair of your panties in your mouth, his cum stained into the material.

“get ‘em nice and clean, pretty.”

your tongue darted out, licking the sticky substance off, eyes big and wide with euphoria.

“such a little fuckin’ perv, aren’t you?” he teased, hand cupping your jaw as he watched the way you giggled against the cloth.

“mmmhm—!” you muffled out, feeling dirk’s cum slowly trail down your throat.

“you wanna know a secret, baby?” the man asked, a grin apparent on his face.

you nodded, a bit worried but excited at what he could possible tell.

dirk leaned down, his mouth next to your ear, chuckling lowly before speaking.

“it ain’t even my cum in there.”

for a moment, you thought he was joking.

he was just trying to get a reaction out of you!

right?

it wasn’t until you were about let out a muffled response that a third voice caught your ear.

“do i taste good, hottie?”

you froze, blood running cold, your tongue darting back into your mouth.

cam slowly approached where dirk was in front of you, the two men crowding your vision entirely.

“how about we get real fuckin’ dirty tonight, babe?”

dirk peered at cam, grinning slightly.

“you don’t mind, right?”

“nah, been waiting to get my hands on her,”

the trashy man leaned down towards you, tangling one of his hands in your hair.

“let’s see how many loads we can pump into her guts.”

[vxlenst3in]

Sakamoto days choir 2 in seven days I'm quacking and crashing out, sakasaturdays are back

AND EVERYONE CHEERED !!! WE ARE SO BACK

[vxlenst3in]

WHEN I TELL YOU I SQUEALED WHEN IT SAID U UPDATED UR BLOG 12 HOURS AGO

~Kylie

HAHAHA i’m glad you liked it 😭😭🙏🏻