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shoyoist · 16 hours
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Happy Pride Month
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shoyoist · 16 hours
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there should be a heart key on the keyboard
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shoyoist · 17 hours
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no pride discourse this june just day drinking and gay sex
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shoyoist · 22 hours
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b0ycunt ' kuran
cws. pussyboy!kuran x gn!reader. sub kuran. dom reader. cunnilingus. fingering. pussy slapping. no gender specific terms on reader. pet names used (baby, babe). use of the word cunt and pussy on kuran.
notes. not sorry there's just something so freaky about kuran and the fact he has a changeling type astro like you guys... what did you think i was gonna do
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“kuran, look at me.” you say lowly, your thumbs rubbing gentle back and forth motions on his inner thigh. “do you really wanna do this?”
his light eyes flit from the ceiling to you, his forearm pressed to his forehead as he took a few labored breaths. “do it.” he says. “i… i want to know how it feels.”
you didn't think it was possible for him to transform a specific body part with his astro, but lo and behold he had the prettiest cunt you've ever seen.
you move your hands, using your thumbs to spread his folds apart before pressing your tongue to his hole, dipping it in for taste before you lick up to his clit. when your tongue flicks off the tip, his thighs flinch and nearly close on you. 
you look up at him and take two fingers, pressing the pads to the hood and rubbing in circular motions. 
“let's get you used to it first, okay?”
there's a comforting glint in your eyes that makes kuran lower his arm, his hands resting at his sides as he nods in response. 
straightening your back, you rub at the bundle of nerves slowly. looking down, you can see his hole leaking just a bit. with your other hand, you cup his face and bring him closer for a kiss. slight groans vibrate against your lips the more you rub his clit. your fingers put more pressure, the circle gradually getting tighter until you felt him throb. you pull away, both your fingers and your lips, and kuran is panting. 
he swallows, looking down at where you kept two fingers pressed together side-by-side. you press them to his entrance, tracing the shape of his hole and gathering the juice dripping out before popping them into your mouth.
it was sweet with a hit, a tangy sensation that followed-up and stuck to the tip of your tongue. with your fingers coated in saliva, you bring them back down to his entrance with a free hand keeping one of his thighs apart.
kuran leans back into the couch, his lips parted as he watches you start to push your fingers into him. he gasps, throwing his head back while you slide into him, slowly going in and out to get him comfortable. he's a little tight around you, but his slick covers your fingers nicely, letting you gradually pick up the pace.
“fucking shit.” he groans, just the feeling of them slipping in and out of his hole was already getting him hot. 
you smirk. “this isn't even the best part.”
inside your mouth you gather up some saliva, keeping it on the tip of your tongue before you lower yourself and pull back the hood of his clit, now pressing your tongue and lapping at it.
kuran pants, his senses starting to feel overwhelmed. moans slipped past the lips that were once pursed together and they sounded like pure bliss. 
it wasn't all that different from normal sex, but your tongue is on what feels like the most vulnerable nerve in his body, and you’re inside him, for god's sake. he wouldn't deny that it felt good, that your fingers and tongue weren't making him feel the most pleasured he's ever felt since the last time he had you in bed. 
kuran was trying to process it all as it happened, but now your fingers curled and pressed into that ridged area. the feeling swelled in his lower stomach, constantly building the more you pumped into him, and the wet sound of his pussy was driving you insane. all the oddly loud squelches and the stickiness of it, the translucent almost cream-like liquid that covered your digits.
“i bet that feels so good, huh, baby?” you look up at him, his mouth falling open as he lets out a low, breathy moan. 
you could see his irises roll back, lids fluttering to a close as he grips the surface of the couch. 
“sounds so wet, kuran. feels so good around my fingers.” you purred, the squelch of your fingers inside him turning the tips of his ears red. “used to hate it when i'd hear it from you fucking me, thought it was embarrassing. but now, it sounds so pretty coming from your pussy.” 
the heat in his lower stomach swells at the sound of your voice. he was being driven closer and closer to the edge, and you were going harder with the thrusts of your wrist, your fingers bottoming out until the knuckle. 
“baby, i'm so close.” kuran breathes, his eyelids resting low as he watches you. “fuck, do it harder. suck on it some more.” 
your mouth was wrapped around his clit, alternating between sucking and flicking it with your tongue. your arm, however, was starting to ache your thrusts eventually getting sloppy before you had to sit up straighter and adjust. you hit your fingers deep and hard into him, your palm and his folds connecting with strings of his slick in between. 
“shit, fuck, fuck! ugh—!” kuran grabs your arm. he doesn’t mean to bruise the area but he was holding you tight, bracing for the edge until it finally came and hit him hard. 
he let out a loud groan, feeling it all over his body with the urge to buck his hips into your hand but he kept himself still, his voice stuttering as he slowly came down. kuran could feel his head buzz while you helped him ride it out. a white-hot feeling pricked his skin when you took your fingers out, gently feeling over all the sensitive areas of his pretty boy cunt before slapping it, watching the way his brows furrowed and his teeth slightly grit.
kuran takes a few steadying breaths while your pepper kisses from his cheek to his jaw, wiping your hand on the surface of the couch. he could feel your low chuckle against his skin, eventually turning to wrap an arm around you and press one last kiss to your lips. 
“that was crazy.” he admits, pulling you in next to him on the couch. 
“mm, not the freakiest thing we’ve ever done.”
kuran exhales, coming down from the aftershocks and shaking his head. “it’s not gonna get worse than this, babe.”
“yeah,” you sigh. “too bad your astro can't change other people's—”
“don’t.”
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shoyoist · 1 day
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—NIGHT LIGHT ⋆.˚ ☾
hanma is a childish grumpy baby when he’s been woken up. 0.5k wc ノ fluff ノ a little suggestive.
cw: no pronouns used, hanma calls reader doll and baby, brief mentions of a previous blowjob & free use.
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“doll…” his low grumble comes from beside you as he shakes your shoulder a bit.
you barely glance in his direction as you scroll on your phone. “yes, shuji?” 
“turn the damn light off.”
“huh? there aren’t any lights on.”
he lays there with his eyes still shut a few seconds before he cracks one open and points out the window with a childish grunt. 
you stifle a laugh, “…that’s a street lamp.”
“…huh? for what? why is it on?” he’s clearly half asleep, and a little incoherent. you know you’re safe to giggle as much as you want when he’s like this. 
“so people can see.”
he pouts, throwing an arm over his eyes, “ugh, it’s like, 3am, nobody needs to see anything right now.”
“actually shu, it’s only midnight. and, if i hadn’t sucked you comatose, I’m sure you would be one of the hooligans out and about at this hour.” 
“….close the curtain, doll.”
“no. it’s like a night light, and–
he scoffs, “what do ya need a night light for? dontcha trust me to protect you?”
he wants to bite back and tell you that he doesn’t need a night light, not because he isn’t a little afraid of the dark, but because he feels so safe next to you.
“–and it helps me wake up in the morning when the sun comes through,” you deadpan.
another thing he won’t tell you is how he doesn’t need the sun that streams in through the window every morning; the sight of your sleeping figure beside him is enough. 
but it’s midnight, apparently, and he’s not feeling the type of tired where he can be vulnerable tonight, so he keeps that to himself, even though he desperately wants to know if you feel the same way.
“excuses, excuses,” he tsks. he turns his head toward you and lifts his arm from his eyes, barely cracking them open, “if you hate me just say that.”
“shuji, my dearest. i had your cock down my throat 20 minutes ago.”
he full on glares at you, or at least he attempts to; his sleepy, half lidded eyes betray him. you don’t miss the way the corner of his lips twitched up for a moment, though.
in the dim lighting of your bedroom, he paws around in search of your arm, and grabs you tightly when he finds it, causing you to gasp and drop your phone. with a confused yelp, you’re suddenly manhandled on top of him as he buries his head in your neck, muttering a muffled, “relax, baby.”
you sigh, “shuji, you’re insatiable.”
you feel a deep chuckle resonate against your throat, “c’mon, you told me you like being used, yeah? so be my sleep mask for a lil while...” you roll your eyes at him for using your words against you, and at the way his voice trails off as if he’s already falling back asleep. you can’t help but giggle at your needy god of death who whines when you aren’t touching him for even five minutes.
your personal guard dog, the grim reaper of kabukicho— his world would fall apart without you. 
he’s never told you that, but you feel it through his actions; through the longing in his touch. 
in the morning before he leaves for work, he gives you a tighter hug than usual, and the sweetest, softest kiss. in bed when he grabs at your hands, no matter what position he’s tangled the two of you in, he gently brushes his palm against yours before he squeezes. and now, as his breaths even out and you slowly attempt to shift yourself off him, his arms tighten around your waist with an annoyed huff. 
he feels protected by…well, whatever it is about you; he doesn’t know. it’s less like the way he looms over any poor soul that dares to glance at you a second too long, and more like your soul is the solace that his needed all this time. your presence grounds him in a way he hasn’t experienced before; it warms up his heart and makes him soft. it’s the reason he can’t bear to let go of you in the night, and clings to you as long as he can before he goes out into a life that doesn’t treat him with nearly as much warmth.
despite the headache that he is sometimes, he makes you smile. so you settle in on top of him, because he’s given you no other option than to be his anchor in a world where he can only see the light in your presence. 
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shoyoist · 1 day
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goodnight, darling...
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shoyoist · 1 day
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i genuinely do wonder who this person you keep longingly yearning for is
truly? i wonder too!
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shoyoist · 1 day
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okayy semi-new era, changed my themes and i'm going to change a few tags :P
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shoyoist · 4 days
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you ever see a girl so beautiful you lose all the loathing you have for the life you live, and you suddenly start seeing the beauty of the world you walk in? you ever see a girl so beautiful you want to take apart your entire existence and rebuild it around her so that your sole purpose is to make all her dreams come true till the day you die? you ever see a girl so beautiful you just know you will never feel as complete ever again as you do when you are by her side and continually inventing new ways to express and present to her all the love you have for her?
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shoyoist · 5 days
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FUND CLOSE TO ITS GOAL - ONLY $2000 USD LEFT!!!
I'd like to bring some more concerted attention to this fund in particular, since it's so close to it's goal!! I've spoken to Ruaa myself over twitter - she's a very talented dental student who just wants to finish her studies and care for her family.
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Please consider donating to get her over her goal!
PROGRESS: $13000/ 15,000
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shoyoist · 5 days
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The International Court of Justice told Israel to immediately halt its attack on Rafah. So Israel decided to bomb a UN tent camp.
We are witnessing beheaded children being pulled out of a a sea of burning tents. We are witnessing the bombing of displaced people in a humanitarian area.
I didn’t think we could see anything more brutal than the things we’ve seen in the last eight months. But tonight’s massacre in Rafah is unspeakable. There are truly no words left.
If you cannot stop the injustice, please, at least speak up about it.
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shoyoist · 5 days
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i was binge reading your haikyuu fics and you’ve rekindled my love for hinata. as soon as i was done, i went back to write a new fic for him (it’s currently over 5k words-)
omg nonnie?? hehe if you post it i need you to tag me so i'll be able to read it !! all my haikyuu fics are so old, i've written nothing new in ages spare for shoyo drabbles and half a thirst for a blue lock character 😭😭 i would LOVE to read yours if you'll share it 💓💓
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shoyoist · 5 days
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falling asleep watching a movie after having a perfectly lovely and normal day and waking up the next morning to find out a storm has fried the power in my entire area and wrecked the internet + cable TV connection is kinda insane
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shoyoist · 7 days
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naurr rekha what are these dms you're getting 💀💀
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nonnie i don't even know but LOOK AT THIS ONE 😭
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shoyoist · 7 days
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the lel tells you everything you need to know dkfmqenrk weird flex but okay
right 😭 it was immediately giving degenerate
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afraid but curious to see more 😃😃
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here's a tame one for you then 😭
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shoyoist · 7 days
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HELLO? the spelling errors alone would've sent me because "tmepting" and he didn't even fix that shit 😭😭
my friends mock that dude to this day with the ".........." HAHA
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