ugh yall dont get it how much I love him. literally wrote this in between val matches😭🙏
warnings: nsfw, dirty talk, sex
"focus, i said focus baby"
"l-like i ca- uuuughh please ichi"
"hm? what's the matter?"
"this is!"
and it was. i mean, who could blame you really? he had you sat on his lap, teaching you how to play valorant just like he did. dont get him wrong, you're an excellent player, with diamond rank 1 last season, but "you can do better, yeah? lemme show you" those were his words. and now he has you sitting on his lap, his cock buried deeeep inside of you, one arm around your waist and one around your own palm resting on the mouse.
and fuck did he love it when you scored a kill? he'd thrust upwards, gently digging his fingers into your waist, that gets all the more better when you score an ace. it drove you to do more, to preform better, to get the reward you deserve, but also to go insane, to just toss away all your setup and bounce on his lap until you both can't help but moan shamelessly into each other's ears. he was such a menace, but you also loved this side of him.
"there you go, wasn't that hard was it?" he remarked as he saw +35 rr on your screen, ranking up to platinum 3.
"we still have a long way to go tho, I'm not leaving this until we reach radiant"
"radiant?! that's so far away!"
"that's the fun you wanted, didn't you baby?"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY beautiful, pretty, adorable, cute, exquisite, attractive, gorgeous, alluring, captivating, bewitching, appealing, charming, lovely, delectable, enchanting, glorious, magnificent, angelic, sexy, stunning, superb, aesthetic, flawless, splendid, glamourous, seductive, luscious, enchanting, exceptional, first class, beckoninf, beguiling, bonny, breathtaking, dashing, divine, dreamy, exceptional, hot, ineffable, jaunty, mesmerizing, ravishing, scrumptious, PERFECT husband💗💗💗 I love you so much.
warnings: pure fluff, one implication of having sex, bits of crying, hurt/comfort, ooc kinich, very self indulgent, i apologize for mistakes.
GOD THE ANGUISH I FEEL SINCE THERE HAVE BEEN NO GOOD KINICH FICS RECENTLY
m so sorry mualani i love you but i hate you coz you're so shipped w kinich it makes me cry in anguish burn in despair and writhe in pain..coz hes mine. not yours. never yours (guys am i mentally ill)
"y/n?"
well, this was strange. if he still remembers how to read the time correctly, it's 3:30 pm and you should be at home today. yet he couldn't hear a single sound from the shared household, implying you were, infact, not at home. huh? that was wholly strange. you both had no urgent tasks for today, so where were you gone? your date was in 1½ hrs time, so he didn't have a tinge of worry about it. he knew you'd return by that time, even if you were gone somewhere. but where did you go anyway? to the balcony? xilonen's workshop? ororon's fields? mavuika's chambers? ifa's vet?
it was almost 5:30 by the time his patience finally ran out. you were nowhere to be seen, noone knew your whereabouts, your departure time was unconfirmed, and you didn't even tell him about it. he tried to distract away the thoughts that eerily haunted his mind, 'what if she's in danger? kidnapped? or perhaps, dead?'
he'd get nothing out of overthinking. finally, it all clicked to him where you could perhaps be found.
shit, and was his intuition right. he could hear the sounds of violent sobs drifting off in the sea breeze, some sniffles and pieces of incoherent speech here and there. they were yours.
"y/n? y/n!"
he gently held your shoulders and tried to pry off your palms from your face. is it too late? at last as he finally managed to do so, he saw your tinged red eyes, indicating you've been crying for a lot of time.
"what happened to you? babe? are you okay? please tell me- what happened to you? please, please please-"
"im fine, ichi, its alright"
"you dont look alright at all. what happened to you? who did this to you? this sadness?"
"oh it's just..um..this is embarassing.."
"no tell me, please baby, tell me. if you don't tell me and start crying again, i might just start crying too. please tell me"
"um.. it's...basically, these past few days I've felt like... you're.. avoiding me. like...everytime i try to approach you, you just- you just..shut me down. push me away. it maybe because I'm not living upto your expectations, but these past few days I've been feeling like you spend time with mualani more than me. it hurts so bad when my inner thoughts whisper to me, haunting me by saying stuff like you're giving the same lovesick smile to her as you do to me, and falling for her and- mfhm?!"
oh by gods, the way kinich just tenderly held you yet kissed constrastingly different, almost making you feel dizzy and lightheaded. you knew you weren't in the right state of mind after crying and struggling with your thoughts for so long, and his intoxicating kiss didn't help the matter at all.
at last when he finally pulls his lips away from yours, a tinge of bemused smile rests on his slightly chapped lips. him? in love with mualani? he'd rather give away his body to ajaw and keep himself locked in a small piece of memory inside your heart, so that as long as your heart beats, you both never get seperated. that was the best deal for him.
"look, im sorry I didn't tell you earlier and I'm sorry if I don't live upto your expectations and or are falling for mualani, its completely alright and-"
"Are you insane?"
"huh?"
"You are the words etched into my heart. You are the blood in my veins. You are the god I was born to worship. Who am I to commit such blasphemy?"
"i-ichi-?"
"You are the knowledge I seek. The love I pray for. The reason of my existence. And you still think I'd leave you?"
"wait no ichi i-"
"The symphony of my beating heart belongs to you. Only you. For long as I'm alive, its bound to beat for you. I love you, y/n. I love you so much."
Teardrops began to fall from your eyes again as he finished speaking. He'd never, ever been good with words, reflecting his love and care with his actions instead. Although he's trying to be more and more vocal for you, you'd never expected this from him.
That was the moment you realized, his heart was 'you' shaped, with every single bit of his sanity dedicated to you.
"And no, I.. I'm so sorry if i made you feel as if I'm avoiding you. I'm infact not. It's just the fact that.. I'd been trying to plan a surprise for you for our 4th anniversary, but..looks like I wasn't so slick with it. I'm sorry"
"No, no, it's fine, it's fine. I misunderstood, no need to apologise" you shook your head while holding one of his hands, the other wiping your tears off as he gently places a soft kiss on your forehead.
"It's partially my fault, for making you feel this way. Let's go home, yeah? I'll try to make it up to you. Brownies and making love later?"
You smiled. "I love you so much, it's hard to put into words like you did"
i dont know what being high is like so pls forgive me if this doesn't make sense :3 fair warning this is kind of over 1k words (I think) +mostly smut
dacryphilia if you kind of squint, gn!afab!reader (no specified prns)
kinich often got high, and always offered you some. but obviously you never obliged, wanting to stay clean for the rest of your life.
you were there every time he did something, anything related to it—and you've always said to stop, yet he simply nods and continues doing it anyway.
he says it's for relief, and other times he says it's for fun.
but one night you get a little curious.
"kin'." you poke at him as he hangs his head back, manspreading into the chair, brushing excess dust away from his nose.
"mmm?" oh he was definitely into it. clear in his voice—a much more different tone was laced, yet he was still coherent, and able to reply. he wasn't the type to take too much of it anyway.
he took a drag from the white powder-like substance on the table- it was cocaine, as well as a quick puff from his cigarette, watching as he let out the huff of smoke away from you. he knows you don't really like it, which is why he was stunned at your sudden question.
"can.. can i try?" your voice was light, with a sense of curiosity. "oh, pretty, you know that curiosity killed the kitty right?" he let out a deep chuckle, you could hear the smokiness in the rasp of his voice. he had offered you a few times before, but seeing your clear distaste for such matters, he didn't try to push it any further.
"please? just once." he let out a laugh at your silly little pleading. "you sure, kitty? this seems to be a bit strong for people who are new to it." "just lemme try some!"
he reluctantly lets you near him, letting you sit near him so he can briefly put it into your mouth. at first, you sneeze at the sudden smell of tobacco. kinich can't help but let out a raspy chuckle at your cute reaction. "too strong?" "no, I'll... I'll take it!"
as you take in your first puff, it definitely felt a lot different than what you imagined. your emotions felt so... enhanced. emphasizing specifically lust, is it possible to lace a cigarette with an aphrodisiac?
well, whatever was inside it got his head buried between your thighs, while your fingers threaded, and grasped at his hair. your drunken little moans definitely only got him more pussy drunk, and drowsy. he couldn't tell if it was the tobacco smell in the air that influenced his taste, or if your essence just tasted that good.
whatever that cigarette was, it definitely enhanced whatever he felt, as well as yours. you could feel his determination to suck you dry with the way his tongue glided over every sport, fuck he hit everything alright...
he held your hips close, not letting you go just yet, no he had to get every little crevice, every little drop he could. he didn't know what the hell was he tasting but archons was it close to celestia. whatever that was.
you couldn't help but spew out pathetic mewls, it was your own fault you took the silly little dust into your system. even as you came right onto his face, you still wanted more.
fuck, squirting into your best friend's mouth like this, it was unethical! so dirty, and naughty, why were you still entertaining these stupid fantasies you had, finally letting these dreams come true.
before you knew it, he was already flipping you onto your back to fuck your tight entrance into oblivion!! he circled his finger around the very rim of your entrance, aching- almost asking for more.
it throbbed harder as you felt him enter with one digit. clenching harshly onto kinich's fingers, he let out a groan. "s'tight... and it's just my fingers..." your back instinctively arched against them, how he was obviously curving the tips of his fingers into that one spot you loved so much.
before you knew it- you were already creaming onto his very palm. the overstimulating feeling from just reaching your peak about five-ish minutes ago by his talented tongue, and now by just as talented fingers.
gosh it's always him and his heightened senses that mixed well with his excitement. his hurriedness almost shocked you frozen—yet your eyes continuously rolled to the very back of your pretty little head, his digits only fastened the pace.
his tongue licked a long stripe all over your nape as a way to tease you, as you slowly calmed down from the exhilarating feeling you had just experienced—but he didn't want you to rest just yet.
his hand leaves the ripe, soft hole. looking back up at him as if to ask for more, and oh would you be getting more.
as if dragging your hips to attach to his, he believed your legs weren't spread far enough; lifting up one of your soft legs onto his shoulder for support.
you were almost already accustomed to his wildness and let your arms go numb beside your head, as his slowly started to enter inside.
you didn't know what to do- but it felt like you had to hold onto something—now wildly grasping onto the sheets below you as your head buried further into the mattress. fuck you felt like you were being split apart right then and there!
"ahhh- kin'- fffuck it hurts..." with you eyebrows knit and a loud wail comes from your throat, he leans down to whisper how he knows that you can take it.
"c'mon I promise it'll feel good once I'm in, pretty..." each word he said, an inch entered inside you—fffuck he loved how you stretched over him so well.
"damn, you're so tight baby- ahh sssshitt..." he stops midway just to admire the little tears that trickled in the edges of your eyelids, and how your hands flailed everywhere, you yourself didn't even know where to place your fingertips on, his neck or the bed itself.
his loud groan didn't help as he pushed the last few inches into, making you shudder- your back ached as it arched once more. almost screaming his name, and lands one of his hands onto your mouth—a finger over your mouth.
"you remember we have guests over, yeah? not too loud now, baby." cold fingertips wipe your tears away, a smirk grows on his expression.
working himself in and out of your hole with a calm pace, knowing that you weren't too used to him—not to mention his size. your little mewls, shit are you begging him to rearrange your insides right now?
he admits that he had fantasized this before, and for as much as he wasn't a virgin while doing this with you right now—he can admit all the girls he fucked he only thought about you the whole time.
and not to mention how turned on he was right now- the mix of getting to fuck you and the drug he took, actually no aside the actual drug, fucking you was the drug.
he'd overdose on it if he could. if he always got to see how you would furrow your brows, your cute little eyes roll to the very rear of your head, and getting to feel your soft skin on his.
the sound of skin slapping against each other was loud, and vulgar, and probably enough to get the attention of your guests outside. even so, you still attempted to hide your wails of pleasure.
before you realize it- you've came onto him for the third time this night, as he finishes inside you as well. squirting everywhere— some of it getting onto his chest, and a bit on his face. his own head throwing back in pleasure, barely holding in his own noises, attaching your hips to his for a bit.
"f- fffuck... never seen anyone squirt like that before. y'wanna do it again?"
@fulloflambing i love you so much. your prompt was too good to not write. thank you for the idea.
tw: highly suggestive, basically talking sex atp, he's fucking whipped for you, a little crack at the end if u squint
"oh? you got a tattoo here?
"mhm"
"shit, it looks... good on you. lay down baby lay down, i wanna see it closely"
he kept a hand on your waist as you laid down on the bed with your back facing him, shivering under his unwavering gaze.
"s'pretty...can i kiss you here? please?"
you giggled. he'd never stopped being the gentleman he was, just like you first met.
"of course! its all yours anyway"
a blush crept up on his cheeks. even after so much time, it was hard for him to actually believe you were with him, you let him be your boyfriend. for him, it was such an honour to be with you. how did he even manage this?
he leaned forward to your back, gently tracing the patterns of your back tattoos with his bare fingers. he always took off his gloves when with you. he needed to touch you, to feel you, to be with you at every single moment he possibly can because that's just what your love has done to him. It's insane.
"oh shit baby, shit" he cursed under his breath. did his pants suddenly got a size toght? what happened to him? why do you feel something hard poking on your thighs?
"you look so fucking pretty......and slutty. all f'me so I can fuck you from behind and get a niiice good look on your back? just like this, yeah?" as he suddenly yanked your head behind, holding your hair from the back of your head. a surprised moan left your lips at his action, turned on by his sudden demeanor change. how did he shift so fast from worshipping you to ruining you to a mess?
oh, this was going to be a long night. he's going to have fun turning into dora the explorer exploring your tattoos and what else surprises you might have for him.
he literally loves you, trusts you and your abilities wholeheartedly.. and with his life.
so why was he scared for this year's night warden wars?
wait, he's scared?
scared of what?
is this anxiety? is he anxious? is he worried? did he want you to win the night warden wars? absolutely. did he want himself to win the night warden wars? of course. did he want you both to go to the abyss and fight together? goodness gracious isn't it obvious already?!
but god was he scared.
he admitted it reluctantly to himself.
he was anxious.
he was worried.
he was worried if he's going to lose you.
he's worried if you die, and the sacred flame fails to kindle you.
he's worried he might die, without ever spending enough time with you. hell, what is "enough time to be with you" meant to be anyway? he can spend countless centuries and he'd never get tired.
maybe forever is enough for him.
these feelings reflect back in the chaste and hurried kisses he places on you, almost as if he's in a hurry. a flurry of quick kisses and brushes of his lips against your eyes, your forehead, your nose, your arms, your palms, the back of your palms, your stomach, your chest, your waist, your thighs, your legs, your ankles... what happened to him? what have you done to him?
"mmf- ichi..somethin' wrong? you can tell me..."
"no, no, nothing baby. just lay there and let me do my job, yeah?"
at last, when he finally arrives at your lips, you heave a sigh of relief and let yourself get lost in the taste of his lips.
he pulls away, just to look at you with those anxious, adoring eyes. no matter how much you've tried comforting him, sparring him to prove your strength, he just can't help but let his last remains of sanity escape his grip when he thinks of himself losing you.
and after the tournament and the wars when you finally arrive into his arms again, he feels indebted to the heavens for letting him see the glow of your face again. this is the only debt he doesn't want to pay back.
nsfw// OK BUT imagine making wise feel so good. like the man gives his best to please us but HE DESERVES to feel that good as well. just,, pleasuring him and making him lose his mind sounds very appealing..
umm I wrote this after school so it might not be that great!! also, should I change the theme of my blog to random play/new eridu theme? im so obsessed with this game after the devs finally fixed the unity crash error... Have a great day!
OKAY LITERALLY??? LIKE omg he DESERVES to be pleasured the way you do because mhmm the way you swiftly leave any work you're doing just to take off his pants and suck him so good, leaving him breathless and moaning and panting and HEAVING just to cum inside your mouth???
He's almost hypnotised by the way you take all of him, struggling to even maintain eye contact coz goddamn he just wants to throw his head back and moan so desperately loud. Eyes sometimes rolling back and trying to reach his orgasm before you could pull out any of your trump cards (like playing with his nipples, or just roaming one hand around his lower torso. he loves LOVES being touched, just anywhere).
He starts going feral just before reaching his peak, gripping your hair and thrusting inside your mouth, leaving cries and whimpers of your name in between the thrusts and nearly screaming when he orgasms into your mouth... panting heavily and struggling to even look into your eyes because he feels like he hurt your throat after he pulled off that thrusting stunt but your giggling and reassurance give him some comfort in the fact that you view his pleasure equally valuable as yours and willing to show it to him.
Hi!! Could u pls do some soft nsfw hcs of Wise x fem reader😞 i love this man sm
HIII OMG tumblr is a BITCH it's 1:28 am I've been trying to post this for more than a fucking hour I hate tumblr
I wrote this while sleep deprived, I hope it's to your liking!
As a member of the soft dom community, I think showing you how much he loves you is the ultimate pleasure for him.
Had a bad day? He can kiss you. Didn't have good food all day? He can make you his meal anyways. Feeling low esteemish? He can finger you and kiss your neck while telling you all the things he loves about you. He just never, ever stops showing how much he geniunely loves and cherishes you.
Of course, he does have his own down moments when you're the one keeping him company, making him good food and whatnot, and he is so sure to pay you back for it. Not in monetary terms, of course.
Personally I feel like he's gonna be the type of person to just...y'know, do-your-thang-while-I-pleasure-you type? It's not his fault, he wants you to feel the best at all times!
Sex with him sometimes feels so soft, so geniune it almost feels unreal. The way he kisses you? Oh my god. The way he fingers you for your pleasure? Holy. And the way he always, always asks for consent before showing you what even the heavens can't grant to even the mightiest of gods? Boy oh boy.
And for the best part? He. is. so. vocal. Especially if y'all are fucking after more than a period of 4-5 days. He just grabs your waist to muffle his face unto your neck, and goddamn now your ears aren't virgin anymore. The occasional moans, soft whimpering, the songs of non stop praises for you, this man never, ever fails to make you feel like the princess you are.
All in all, I think soft wise is all about cherishing you and himself in a self made cocoon of love which is constantly being woven with overflowing love between you two. And the thread of fabric of love is too strong to break the bonds between you two.
hol'up chat did I cook? I poured my entire feelings into this ngl. I've been diagnosed schizophrenic for him. He lives with me. Im so in love with him.
mmm something about wise's fluffy hair is so...like ruffling his soft locks while his tongue continues to work wonders on your pussy, moaning your name when you pull on it a bit harder... or his surprised reactions when you run your fingers through them while you're both gazing at the night sky....but he eventually gives into the soft snuggly feeling...
Riding his fingers so he can watch your dress slowly fall out of your shoulders as you lose your bratty demeanor.
Riding his fingers so he can take in the show as you can furiously grind your clit against his palm.
Riding his fingers which are so long, so thick, it's making your head spin.
Riding his fingers so he can watch you begging for him to take the lead instead.
Riding his fingers so he can praise you for taking him in so well, almost as if your pussy is made only for him.
"Good girl- Good fucking girl" he rasped out onto your neck, his fingers engulfed into your pussy. He was losing his self control by the second, wanting to just pin you to the nearest surface and fuck you like a streetside whore he picked up on his way back. You held onto his shoulder for dear life, nail marks penetrating his porcelain skin.
'S-s too much-!" you moaned out, your pace faltering with each passing second.
"Mhm, m right here. Cum fo' me, pretty" and soon after, all you saw was a blinding white light as uncontrollable moans fall out of your mouth.
"Such a messy baby..shouldn't have teased me in the first place..." he muttered, pulling his fingers out and licking them clean.
Currently imagining fucking our needy boys. Poor babies would rut sooo deep inside of you, snuggling their head deeper into your neck whining 'bout how good your pussy takes him in. Moans and intoxicated whines bouncing off the walls while you're scratching your nails on his back, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Fucking so deep it practically pains him to pull out at this point. Furiously rubbing your cute little puffy clit while biting down your neck. Breeding you full of his seed, not stopping until the only name rolling off your tongue is his.
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Mean!men who want you on all fours and in their favorite lingerie after coming back from work.
Mean!men who are the biggest tease, taking their sweet sweet time to open their package (a.k.a you) and relish the sweet sweet taste.
Mean!men who love to put you on all fours and spank your cutesy little butt until it's red.
Mean!men who claim that it'll fit. And if it won't, they'll make it fit.
Mean!men who do not care if you feel torn apart from their gigantic cock, they know their baby can take it.
Mean!men who pull out at the very last moment and cum on your stomach, when you (desperately) wanted him to breed you full tonight.
Mean!men who coo and laugh at their whining baby, assuring them that they gotta be patient and will get what they want in due time.
"Awww baby are those tears? You cryin' for me, pretty girl?" he coos at your desperate state, tied up and tears flooding down your eyes. You just wanted to play with him for a little bit, but how did it and up like this?
"Shhh love.... you'll get what you want in due time.." he mumurs, wiping off the fat tears off your face and kissing the bridge of your nose. Your trembling beneath him, deprived of 4 orgasms non stop and holding a vibrator to your clit while tears stream down your face was such an exquisite sight to behold. Perhaps you wouldn't mind if it went on for a little longer like this.