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pre/early relationship things + Naruto boys <3
sawft bois, cute bois, sweet bois || 0.9k
Kankuro asking you to wait for him after the war: there's some things he's gotta figure out (including getting all his feelings together) and some things he needs to do, so he asks you to wait with a sheepish smile at the gates of Konoha
Kankuro's really glad he had his face paint over his cheeks because he feels a blush spread across them when you rub your thumb over the paint and smear two purple lines over your own cheeks in acceptance
And Kankuro nearly falls out in the floor when, a few weeks later, he's back in the sand village opening a letter from Temari and a picture falls out: you're standing in front of a mirror, purple eye pencil in hand, as you very clearly mimic a thinner style of his paint markings- with a bright smile plastered over your face as you look at the camera
Kankuro decides he has to go back to the Leaf as soon as possible. He needs you to be his. Really his.
Naruto trying his hardest to keep a clean presentation in front of you at first; neat hair, no sloppy clothes, wiped off face. He's just really nervous because he really likes you and wants to..essentially detach any images you may have of him from all the village gossip (even though you don't think anything but the best of him)
So Naruto was about to have a meltdown when he bumped into you as he ran late for a team meeting: bedhair fluffed out and sticking up the wrong way, clothes askew and barley put on properly, cheeks and mouth covered in crumbs and jam from his on-the-go breakfast that was clutched half eaten in his equally messy hand
But before he could disappear on the spot and go crawl in a hole and die, Naruto found himself with a racing heart and red cheeks when you gave him a sweet little laugh and helped him out. Your fingers in his hair, brushing and smoothing out the stubborn strands, running along his chest as you straightened his undershirt and zipped his jacket, swiping at his cheeks and lips to get rid of the mess (and sticking your thumb in your mouth to clean off the jam was just the nail in the coffin)
Naruto decides right then and there that he's gonna marry you someday (and when he realizes he said that out loud, he'll practically explode in a shade of red before stammering out a loud "Believe it!" before running off to go meet his team)
Watching Kakashi attempt subtlety as he stares at your lips whenever you're talking or simply just lounging around with him. He wants to kiss you so badly but he's not ready to take off his mask just yet but the thought of kissing you is on his mind so much that he thinks he might go insane if he doesn't get to learn how it feels
It's gotten to the point where Kakashi always presses his forehead against your temple, covered nose and mouth brushing over your cheek in jaw as he plays it off as exhaustion; really, though, he's just a little embarrassed (and a bit scared) to ask you to kiss him without removing his mask
Which leaves Kakashi absolutely shell shocked and delighted all at once when, as you're seeing him off before his mission, you press your lips against his through the mask as a parting gift (leaving the scent of your flavored chapstick behind on the fabric, something that keeps his mind just as occupied as before he got a kiss, only now it's because he needs to taste that flavor- mask be damned)
Shikamaru starting to debate the way he acts with you after seeing his friends with their partners, realizing he's never really asked you how you felt about his...lazy habits when hanging out and wonders if you're actually as okay with it as you seem
It's a real drag, honestly, Shikamaru thinks- having to question something he's never had self doubt on before. He makes up his mind that he's just going to ask you straight out and get it over with. His brilliant plan goes out the window and into the trash, though, when you trudge into his house for your date night and curl up beside him, mentioning something about 'been looking forward to our weekly shared nap' (which makes his heart speed up, hindering him from even being able to fall asleep. he wasn't complaining- for once- not after seeing you so at ease with his lazy habits)
Kiba not knowing why Akamaru runs off for around thirty minutes each afternoon after training is over, but not minding too much since his fluffy companion always comes back from wherever with his tail wagging and tongue out happily. He does get curious, though, so he ends up following along one day
And Kiba about dies on the spot when he sees Akamaru bounding up to you, the civilian that he has a giant crush on (who always smiles and waves at him, no matter what, in passing). He watches his tank of a hound sprawl in your lap- almost covering your entire body- and get petted and cooed at. He stumbles over with a dumb grin and heated cheeks, making easy conversation
When he leaves with Akamaru in tow, Kiba formulates a plan to finally ask you out, hopefully using his best furry wing man to help
#naruto x reader#naruto imagines#naruto headcanons#kankuro x reader#kakashi x reader#kakashi hatake x reader#shikamaru x reader#shikamaru nara x reader#naruto uzumaki x reader#kiba x reader#kiba inuzuka x reader
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meet cute || Dazai Osamu
“Excuse me, Belladonna—“
The smooth voice immediately caught your attention, heart beating a little faster before you’d even turned around. And, oh, when you did turn around, your heart felt like it’d beat right through your ribcage.
Brown, earthy eyes met yours, captivating you instantly. The man’s features were defined, wavy hair resting perfectly (and messily— it was cute) over his forehead…he was…gorgeous. And every other synonym of the word.
“Y-yes?”
He smiled at your stutter, those same captivating eyes twinkling with ill-hidden amusement. “I’d like to have your help with picking out flowers, Bella…if it’s not too much trouble.”
Flowers. Right, flowers— this is a flower shop. Duh.
You averted your eyes and laughed rather sheepishly, ignoring your heating cheeks as you moved out from behind the front counter. “Of course…what’s the occasion?”
Dazai walked out with a beautiful bouquet, designed perfectly to go lay at the headstone of his friend— and with a desire to go back the very next week.
#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#bsd x reader#bsd drabble#dazai osamu x reader#osamu dazai x reader#dazai x reader#bsd fluff
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hitched (with style)
N.C || gn!reader in a wedding dress || 0.3k || I fucking love him and not in a normal amount <3
Soft waves of pink melted into peaks of purple, further bleeding into the yellows and oranges of the Yokohama sunset. The sky’s painter must have been resting, as the pretty hues stayed that way until darkness took over and stars came out to greet the city.
The moon was exceptionally bright tonight, making the dress you adorned shine like a pearl. Running through the back streets of your beloved city felt like something you’d read before in one of your romance novels— it was serene and chaotic mixed together into something beautiful.
Serene because you could stop and feel like royalty with the [much too] expensive accessories and material your outfit consisted of, chaotic because your redheaded husband followed behind you, laughing like a mad man in his equally expensive tailored tux (and his hat, of course).
He’d demanded nothing but the best for your wedding night, even though it was only a short ceremony in front of the mafia (with the addition of Dazai in the background— you won’t ever let Chuuya live down the sweet fact of inviting him).
‘Nothing but the best’ meant materials from out of the county, jewelry made with the sparkliest pieces- all freshly cut. He refused to let you glance at the prices; you guessed it was well over in the thousands. Which is exactly why you gawked stupidly as his hand made a small tear in the bottom of your dress.
“Oops.” Chuuya grinned, using the fabric as leverage to yank you close, not even wincing at the loud ripping sound. “It’s alright, doll, it’ll be on the floor later, anyway.”
“It was expensive! And it’s my dress!” Huffing, you side-eyed him playfully, not denying his kiss when he leans in like a menace.
It’s quick, but no less passionate; a hint of what’s to come. He fights back the urge to chase after your lips once you pull away, and instead directs your attention to his bike.
“Care for a ride?”
You were already hiking the skirt of your dress up before he even finished his sentence. It took some time to maneuver yourselves, choosing to sling most of the excess fabric over Chuuya’s lap behind you, but before long you both were zooming down the streets and building walls of Yokohama city, shouting out your love to anyone in the vicinity that would listen.
#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#bsd x reader#bsd drabble#chuuya x reader#chuuya nakahara x reader#bsd fluff#bungou stray dogs imagines
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just wondering, what happened to your dsmp fics? (I loved the parental smp stories)
I was actually wondering when this would come up-
I have went back to the veerrrryyyyy beginning and deleted everything. The dsmp/mcyt community went completely downhill after I left it and it ruined..a lot.
I enjoyed it while I was in the fandom, back in 2020/2021/early 2022, and I have many fond and fun memories from then- and I do still very much love some of the creators- but when things got messy and complicated a few months ago, I didn't want anything to do with it.
So I cut pretty much every tie concerning anything dsmp (except maybe some Techno stuff here and there sprinkled in my timeline I think). It was fun back then while it lasted, but now I don't want any part of it.
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part-time
N.M || 0.8k || some romcom for a man I don't even have any solid thoughts/feelings on but the inspo slapped me in the face. violently.
You would think that after attending Yuuei for three years now and being classmates for said three years with dumbasses like Denki Kaminari, Kirishima Eijiro, and Izuku Midoriya (yes, class 3-A’s golden boy. You just have to catch his dumbassery at the perfect time) that you would learn to…not engage in their ideas that lack common sense.
But either you haven’t learned or you just don’t have any self preservation, because that’s exactly how you got here:
Pulling open the door to the infirmary, mumbling curses under your breath (still grinning, might you add— it had been funny as shit, even if you got a sprained arm for the trouble). Though, as you looked around, Recovery Girl didn’t seem to be around.
But Neito Monoma was.
“Oh, fuck no.”
Listen, you honestly didn’t have a real problem with Monoma. He was just…
A prick. All because your class starts with an ‘A’ and had its fair share of spotlight encounters (mainly with villains— all of which were highly unwanted, thank you very much).
“It’s so good to see you, too, Y/n.” Monoma’s annoyingly condescending voice managed to come out sickly sweet, immediately making you turn around and start to go right back out the door.
But unfortunately, he’d caught sight of your swelled arm- which had started to bruise pretty badly- and stopped you from relieving yourself of his presence.
“Now, now. I am here assisting our lovely Recovery Girl and I can’t just have you leaving while still injured, that would make me look like I’m not doing my job.”
You deadpanned, reluctantly sitting on the edge of one of the beds. “No offense, and by that I mean full offense, but I’d rather just walk it off than let your lips come anywhere near me.”
His copy quirk is what allowed him to help out as a healer in the first place— and Recovery Girl’s quirk healed by kisses. You’d be damned if you were letting him have the privilege of kissing even a sliver of your skin.
“Oh my, so rude. You’re breaking my heart.” His grin was a little too smug, but Monoma couldn’t help it. He’s had a stupid crush on you since year one: this opportunity was just too perfect.
Not that he would ever admit it. Especially the part where his heart was fucking racing faster than Iida could run right now.
“Good. Perish.” you groaned, looking away with an apprehensive frown. Your arm was starting to hurt as the adrenaline slowly wore off and…you did come all the way to the infirmary to get healed…
Was it weird that your heart was thudding in your chest? You barely even knew Monoma, for fucks sake, he was just…an academic rival at best.
‘And pretty.’ Your brain supplied. To which you promptly told it to shut up…which it didn’t, because Monoma’s pretty face was currently all up in your business.
“That arm of yours looks painful. Are you really too prideful to be healed by me? That’s not a good heroic quality, you know.”
He sincerely hoped you would cave before he just started begging— and the embarrassing part is, Monoma wouldn’t have to even think twice about it. That’s how..tightly you have him wrapped around your finger.
“Shut up. You’re one to talk about pride, smug bastard.” Your words didn’t really have the bite that you intended- and you could feel your cheeks starting to burn- so with another colorful curse, you relented.
“Fine.”
Except no kiss came after your agreement. You’d even tensed up your arm in preparation for his touch but there was nothing. That was funny— he was so smug just a second ago and now he’s all quiet.
“Monoma, are you gonna heal me or not-“
As soon as your head turned towards him, his lips pressed against yours. It was as shocking as seeing Bakugo Katsuki be nice, which was pretty damn high up on the ‘what the fuck is happening’ list.
But it felt…good.
Monoma himself was surprised, not at his actions, but at your own: the reciprocation of his kiss (when he was so sure you’d pull away and knock his block off), the way your hands- both of them now that your arm was healing- had cupped his jaw, pulling him closer.
It was like the room was spinning, but..softly. With warmth being woven in, making you feel fuzzy starting from the tips of your toes and moving all the way to your fingertips.
When the kiss finally broke, it was quiet, only unsure breaths filling the air. Oddly enough, he felt nervous and had to fight the urge to apologize.
“Well? How was that for healing?” Is what came out of his mouth instead.
And you didn’t even have a witty response to give back, too dazed and flustered to even care at that second.
“Do it again…still hurts.”
‘Academic rivals’ be damned.
inspo credits:
(I found the text post on Pinterest so I just screenshotted it because who knows how old it may be oasjihrugoajfk but their user is still the same: @energon-with-a-curly-straw)
#mha x reader#my hero academia x reader#bnha x reader#monoma x reader#monoma neito x reader#neito monoma x reader#mha fluff#bnha fluff#mha drabble#bnha drabble
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nsfw || dom+whiny Mammon>>
"Lift your hips, baby-" Mammon whimpered, hands gripping your waist desperately. Your back was forced into an arch, hips raised upward to make his cock slide even deeper. His eyes rolled back as his thrusts got even harder.
"Fuck, yes!" His voice was a low, broken growl, pupils dilated so much the blue was almost drowned out, and fangs peeking out from behind kiss-bruised lips. "You. are. so. fucking. pretty. under. neath. me."
The blankets on his bed were strewn carelessly on the floor, knocked off by the pace of your fucking. One side of the sheet was slipping off the mattress, and the mattress itself was out of place, halfway on the floor.
"Gonna make me cum..yeah? 'S that what you want? Because I want it...I want it so fucking badly, baby, I wanna cum inside you...oh, please, please, fuck, yes, you feel so g-good!"
Mammon's voice broke, whimpers and whines and pleas leaving him mindlessly as he babbled through the haze of pleasure, completely gone with how good you made him feel.
"Y-yeah, yeah, yeah- fucking take it, baby, take it all, f-for me? Yeah? Yeah, take it for me...fuuuck..."
#obey me x reader#obey me smut#om x reader#om smut#mammon x reader#mammon smut#om mammon#obey me mammon
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Literally obsessed with how you write Levi, so if we could pretty please get some more NSFW of him I'd be in your debt.
Levi Levi Levi- we love our whiny, secretive-degenerate snake slut
"M-mc! You k-know I can't- oh- can't be quiet..w-w-we can't do this here— a-ah! Ngh...mmm..mm!"
Levi was such a pretty sight, neck bared as his head tipped back to rest on the chair he was slumped in, chest heaving and hips bucking up into your hand.
And your hand, palming teasingly at the aching hard on in his pants, ignored his pitiful try at a plea, slipping past his waistband to grip at his cock.
"O-oh, ff-uck! M-m-mc....hnn, s-stroke me faster, please..p-please!" His body writhed in the chair, knees knocking against the underside of the desk as he tried to get more.
"Yeah? Like this?" The pace you jerked him off at was almost brutal, fingers curled tightly around him while the thumb- occasionally- swiped at the head and dug into his slit, just like he liked. "I thought we couldn't here, Levi? Thought you were scared of being caught?"
He was- he'd be mortified if anyone walked in this very not locked and free-to-use classroom, but that thought had been melted away by the feel of your hand, replaced by a need that made him think he'd go crazy if you didn't give it to him.
"I-I don't care!" His moans had gotten louder, higher pitched, unrestrained. His lower half was raised completely off the chair as he practically fucked your fist, movements jerky and desperate.
"D-d-don't care, please, Mc, j-just keep playing with me! 'M s-so close...W-wanna be good f'you, lemme be good for you, g-give you my cum! Please!"
#obey me x reader#obey me smut#om x reader#om smut#leviathan x reader#leviathan smut#om levi#om levi smut
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Girl I've been binge reading your content all day and I'm eating it all up it's so good I want to kiss you all over ❤️❤️
asdfghjkl tysmm!! MWAH MWAH!
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show and tell
sigzai x reader
wc : 0.7k
warnings : nsfw, threesome, poly/romantic
synopsis : Dazai teaches Sigma the intricacies of sexual pleasure, show and tell style
Dazai wraps his own lithe digits around Sigma’s cock, guiding him to your entrance with a breathy laugh when he hears the man’s sharp gasp. He leans his weight forward, forcing every inch of Sigma inside you, hands curling around your hips to make you grind against the two-tone haired male. Slowly- still fully clothed- Dazai begins to thrust his hips against Sigma’s ass, causing Sigma to thrust into you at the same pace.
“Fuck, you’re both so. fucking. gorgeous.” Dazai hisses, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts, panting right next to Sigma’s ear as he rested his chin on his shoulder; the way Sigma disappeared inside you made Dazai growl loudly.
The sound was sent straight to Sigma’s cock. He’d already been a whining mess since the very first touch he laid against you, but the feeling of your walls squeezing and contracting around him had his back arching.
Sigma lost all sense of the previous shyness he’d shown as he grinded back against Dazai’s clothed cock, all while the brunette kept mock-fucking him right into you.
And you, nearly fucked out with your back arched to match Sigma, were digging your nails into Dazai’s wrist and the back of Sigma’s neck as you held onto them both, desperately trying to pull them even closer.
Pull them closer, you did, forcing Sigma to lean down and Dazai to follow instinctively, right into a sloppy three-way kiss. Your tongues slid over one another’s, breaths mingling and moans mixing; you didn’t know who’s spit was dripping onto your bare chest- and you didn’t care- especially not when you got to witness Dazai and Sigma locking lips.
Things fell into a hazy rhythm for you and Sigma, both unable to keep your eyes from rolling back at the sensations you were feeling. Dazai’s honeyed praises swirled thickly in your heads as you were both brought closer and closer to the edge—
“Cum. Now.” The brunette demanded, hips falling into a frantic pace as he rutted against Sigma, forcing Sigma’s cock to drill into you harshly.
Sigma came with a broken cry, curling his body over you at the intense feeling; his body was trembling and jerking, confused on if the pleasure was becoming too much or if he wanted to keep going.
You followed right after, sharp whine escaping you at the change in pace as your shaking thighs snapped closed against Sigma’s hips. Your eyes couldn’t help but close at the intense feeling, nor could your hands help the way they dug crescent moons into both men.
Dazai, half delirious from just dry humping and sigh of you and Sigma cumming, moaned deeply before making a mess of his boxers, not ceasing his movements until he was sure all of you had ridden out your highs.
The three of you fell into a comfortable silence, basking in the afterglow for a few moments, before you began shifting around.
Dazai inhaled shakily when he felt fingers dipping past his waistband, eyes wide as they snapped down to watch your hand disappear in his sweats, giving a few tugs at his twitching cock, before pulling it back out.
Your fingers, now covered in his cum, moved up to the space between your and Sigma’s lips as your tongue poked out to lick some of it up, “Here, Sigma…taste him.”
Sigma moaned at the sight, moaning even louder at your words and didn’t hesitate before sticking out his tongue and running it over your cum-coated fingers, eyes rolling back once more at the taste.
“I’ll teach you how to pleasure Osamu now, ‘kay?”
bonus:
“‘Samu…can we keep him?”
It was a bit comical, how you looked up at your boyfriend with pleading eyes, cupping Sigma’s flushed face with both hands and kissing at the male while awaiting an answer.
“I did bring him here because we both had feelings for him. As long as Sigma wants us, I’m more than willing—“
Your happy squeal interrupted, “Hear that, Sigma? You get to be our boyfriend! Please date us? Pretty please? We’ve liked you for so long!”
A bit speechless, but utterly thrilled at having his feelings reciprocated, Sigma nods dumbly with a dopey little grin, “Yes, please…”
#bsd x reader#bsd smut#bungou stray dogs x reader#bungou stray dogs smut#bungo stray dogs x reader#bungo stray dogs smut#dazai smut#dazai x reader#osamu dazai x reader#sigma x reader#sigma smut#sigzai x reader
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Hihi, so first things first, I wanna just say that I ADORE your writing. You have this charm to your writing that's hard to find, a jewel if I'm being honest.
Secondly, I am absolutely CLUELESS to when I can send in requests and if I can be considered an anon. Could you make a brief explanation about when I could send in requests, what to look out for, etc. Etc.
I AM SO SORRY TO TROUBLE YOU WITH THIS BTW I AM ACTUALLY SO LOST AFTER LEAVING TUMBLR FOR A WHILE
(If I can, can I be 🍮/🎀 anon?)
asdfghjkl TYSM?? I actually disappear at times, usually for like a month or two, when my mental health drops and/or writer's block just sticks to me like gorilla glue-
When my requests are 'open', I'll specify that (typically) it's only open for suggestion, which means you guys are free to send in suggestions, but they might not be written if I don't get inspiration to write for whatever lovely idea you've sent. It's unfortunate for me because I love writing, it's just sometimes I'm not able because the ideas just aren't flowing.
That status will always be shown on my pinned navigation post!
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AHHH FORGOT TO CHECK but yes hi im doing so so well <3 glad to see ur still being an amazing writer and such :) - 🎨
MWAH MWAH <33333
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babysitter
nsfw; afab!reader, implied breeding kink+age gap
You’re the babysitter his bitchy now-ex wife hired months ago (that he’s never met) and honestly, he considered just firing you.
Until he met you.
You were so fucking gorgeous- and so sweet with his little girl- which is how he found himself with sweaty palms and a pounding heart.
And that’s how you eventually found yourself bent over the kitchen counter after his ex-wife had just picked up his daughter.
“God— fuck, baby, you feel so good around me.” He growls, hand wrapped around your throat. His chest is pressed to your back , thrusts sharp, as he revels in the sounds you make.
He’d never really been one to go after someone as young as you, but you’re just so. fucking. perfect for him. You’ve been all he’s thought about for months and he���s been craving you— needing to claim you.
“A-ah, goddamnit…are you on birth control, baby?” He sees you shake your head ‘no’, hears the stammering ‘’m not’ you give out in between moans, but the thing is…
He can’t stop. Doesn’t want to stop; he needs to cum inside you. It’s all he’s been dreaming about.
“Jus’ this once, then, baby- promise. Just this- oh- just this once. Fuuuck, I’m gonna cum- ‘m cumming, take it baby— take. it. all!”
It wasn’t just that once. It happened again and again- kept happening each time he fucked you. He just couldn’t help himself, not with how pretty and perfect you were, and especially not with how willing you were to be filled with his cum.
And months later, as his cum discreetly spreads along the expanse of your inner thighs from where it’s leaking out of you, he has his arm wrapped around your waist as he presents you to his family, happily exclaiming that you were pregnant and going to give his little girl a baby sibling.
↳ Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, Reo Mikage, Sae Itoshi, Aomine Daiki, Getou Suguru, Sanemi Shinaguzawa, Shinichiro Sano, Osamu Miya, or ur fave <3
#multifandom x reader#multifandom smut#x reader smut#todoroki shoto x reader#katsuki bakugo x reader#reo mikage x reader#sae itoshi x reader#aomine x reader#getou suguru x reader#sanemi x reader#shinichiro x reader#osamu miya x reader
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wouuuuld you believe it if I said this was “palette” insert palette emoji here? I HOPE YR DOING WELL!
PALETTE??!?!
I HOPE UR DOING SO GOOD HIIIIII ILYYYYY MWAH <3
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tight schedule
nsfw || something something Barbatos brainrot
The pitch black void of Barbatos' time crevasse was a little disorienting but nothing could pull your focus away from the way your boyfriend was pounding you.
His tail was coiled around your waist tightly to keep you as close as possible, hands gripping at both your chest and your throat. The sounds he made- growls and near whines- were completely unlike his typical composed demeanor, but he just couldn’t help it—
Barbatos stared down at his phone for a couple of seconds, heart practically beating out of his chest.
‘Need you. Please.’ sent 1:03pm
You never asked for hardly anything when you knew he was on duty. The heat between your legs must’ve been torture if you were begging for him now.
He had to serve the young master’s tea in seven minutes…but not if time..stopped.
“I’m sorry I’ve been neglecting you, sweetheart.” Barbatos breathed raggedly, thrusting into you sharply. He shuddered at how tight you felt, probably from how pent up you’d been because of his piled on duties.
“‘S o-okay..just needed you—“ You gasp, always so sweet and understanding for him.
But he didn’t want you to be understanding right now, he wanted you to selfishly snatch up the pleasure he was giving you, to scream out his name and feel what you’ve been craving for who knows how long.
“Take it then— take whatever you need. No one will find us here, they’ll never even know we left. Right now’s about you, sweetheart- just tell me what you want me to do. Please, tell me what you need.”
#obey me x reader#om x reader#barbatos x reader#om barbatos#obey me barbatos#barbatos smut#om barbatos smut#om smut#obey me smut
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ngl i followed you (like several months ago, maybe even a year and half idk ?? sometime between that) even tho i thought this was alrd a dead account so seeing u posting again just invokes pure hapiness. i nvr got to say how i LOVE ur works bcs i just deadass thought you'd abandoned this and what good will it be sending an ask to an inactive account....
anyway this is like the second coming of christ to me i love you and your fics,, that one where mc turns into a demon altered the trajectory of my life forever
ASJIIUHSYUFGYUDGVHIUASHOIJFDOIHDIGU HI?? HELLO?? TYSM?? The grin that just came across my face while reading this, I- MWAH MWAH <33
I am, in fact, still here, I never wanna give this blog up- I just get knocked down over the head with writer's block for periods at a time occasionally :')
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mixer
om brothers x reader
wc : 0.3k
warnings : alcohol consumption, drunk bois
a/n : In light of Karasu telling us there are multiple colors of demonous, I give you this quick, fun little thing (and bc I live by my hc that, to us, it tastes like koolaid jammers)
“Uh…Mc..what’re you doing?”
“Mixing.”
“Why?”
You stick your tongue out in concentration, carefully pouring red Demonous into the blue variant until it was purple. “Well, the red tastes like cherry Kool-aid and the blue tastes like blue raspberry, so I figured if I mixed them, it’d taste amazing as shit.”
Mammon blinked a couple times before shrugging and grinning, hopping up on the counter beside you to watch. “Better have some for me, too!”
“Some of what?” Asmo pokes his head in the doorway, immediately interested when he sees the demonous bottles, “Ooh!! Me too, me too!”
You laugh and get down more glasses (and a few extras too. It was just a hunch) and mixed the perfect blend until it was a pretty purple. And, just to be silly, you threw some edible glitter in there too.
“Alright guys!” Giving Asmo and Mammon their glasses, you grinned and lifted your own, “bottoms up!”
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When Lucifer got home two hours later, he was not expecting to hear music blasting all the way from the gate- or to see all of his brothers stumbling around and laughing like maniacs.
Beel was gnawing on the couch like a dog, Belphie was actually up dancing around with Asmo. Satan was acting out Shakespearean tragedies with Levi and Mammon was curled up on the floor with your jacket in his arms.
He immediately zeroed in on the second born, but before he could berate the wrong perpetrator, he heard a sheepish laugh from behind him.
You smile hesitantly, holding out a glass of glittery purple liquid. “My..bad..?”
Bonus:
“In my defense though, it did, in fact, taste bomb as fuck.”
“Mc.”
You grinned, not even feeling sorry for the six demons laying their heads on the table with hangovers, “I was only the mixer— I didn’t make them drink it.”
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Rae no fair your obey me poly post made me clench my legs together got me squealing in public
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