I’m Currently Going Down A Sad Rabbit Hole Of Dabi Tik Tok Edits And I Literally Will Never Forgive

.ᐟ Masterlist .ᐟ

♱ JJK

Sukuna...

Paint the Town Red

Let Go

Others...

to be announced

♱ MHA

Shinsou...

Still With You

Wake Up Call

Fck Me

Muse

Espresso

Others...

to be announced

♱ GENSHIN

I am no longer writing for Genshin

Xiao...

Tear You Apart

Come on Fuck Me Emo Boy

Headcannons

Dottore...

Headcannons

Childe...

Love is a Bitch

♱ BSD

Dazai...

After the Fire Dies

Fyodor...

After the Fire Dies

Others...

to be anounced

๑ ֹ ₊ ㅤFck Me ׂ 𓈒ㅤ๑◝ ⋆˚࿔

Shinsou x fem reader blurb

thinking of virgin!Shinsou who has had crushes in the past, but never gone all the way with them.

Virgin!Shinsou who holds your hips in a vise grip, trying to stay calm as you grind against his leaking cock

“F-fuck,” he breathed out, face screwed up in pleasure and want. Face flush and eyes glazed over with lust.

Virgin!Shinsou who was just so needy.

Who hadn’t realized how much he wanted this till you came into his life. Of course he had urges and was no stranger to all kinds of porn and kinks, but when you started rubbing against him, pawing at his dick with those wide eyes. Shinsou just couldn’t control himself

Virgin!Shinsou whose eyes roll back into his head as you sink onto his awaiting cock. Your heavy exhales matching with his. You controlled the rhythm intop, but…

Virgin!Shinsou who bucks his hips up frantically, chasing this new high, riding out the best orgasm he’s ever had

“Gunna cum! Please-gunna—fuck!” you giggle at his pleads and pants. A thin sheen of sweat building, making every thrust louder with each slap of skin. Leaning down to kiss him, he buried his face in your breasts, taking one in his mouth. You raked a hand through his mussed hair, indigo waves falling down from its style.

….yeah

holy shit- that xiao fic got so many notes omg -///- i wasnt expecting that

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a lil nervous to actually post these but it seemed fun

THIS HAS ME GOING FERAL

(ii) things about SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI

pairing : sugar daddy ! toji x fem / afab ! reader

warnings : pt. 1 is HERE, like i said toji is a pervert, degradation, "pricing" activities (you'll get what i mean when you read), upside-down blowjob (like. head hanging off the bed), thigh riding, manhandling, bondage, semi-protected sex through birth control, implications of (very minimal) pet play, basically just filth. and a bit of humor ! and maybe a tiny bit wholesome in the end

smut under the cut, minors dni

reblogs and comments are appreciated ୨♡୧

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI frankly sees you as more than his sugar baby at this point, but once in a while he likes to joke about it in ways that don't seem like he is. as in, while he's inched fully down your throat, his much larger hand grips around your head and forces you to look up at him with your teary eyes as he says, "that's right, doll. giving daddy a $500 blowjob. work a little harder and that might become $1000."

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI, while we're on the topic of blowjobs, loves fucking your face while you're laid on your back on the bed, and your head is hung upside down at the edge. it's practically a 69, but toji's got the upper hand. he takes it as the perfect position to completely loom over you, choke you with his cock, while he has full access to the rest of your body. of course, who else does your pussy belong to if not him?

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI kind of has an obsession with you thigh riding him while he just leans back and watches you. there was one time suguru called in the middle of you absolutely making a mess on toji's trousers, and he just answered as if you weren't just pressing yourself on his leg. you tried to be good, since toji gave you that piercing look, mouthing "don't stop". however, a few moans escaped as you whined and gripped his shoulders, toji simply apologizing to geto saying that it was his dog. geto knows he doesn't have a dog.

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI uses belts almost all of the time if you two are practicing bondage. like, of course you don't expect him to give you silk ribbons and be gentle right? the man doesn't even bother to buy rope. he especially likes making a leash out of one and holding the long end as you ride him, since you clench around him every time he gives it a little tug.

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI carries a lot of pride, but that doesn't mean he's one of those guys who don't want to admit that you feel like absolute heaven. whenever he slides himself into your slick and wanton cunt, it feels like he never has before. profanities leave his lips, he's more vocal than ever, as he claims you with his cock; "my fucking god, nothing makes me feel so—holy fuck—so fucking drunk like this pussy does."

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI doesn't really process how strong he is sometimes. again, because he's absolutely bottoming out into you because you feel like velvet around him. but when your wooden headboard breaks for the third time within a few months, all because toji fucks you a little too hard for your furniture, he only shrugs and says "what? princess, i pay for things more expensive than a stupid headboard. i'll just buy you a new one again." then again, you're a tad surprised he hasn't drilled holes into the floor (though there is a crack forming in your wall that you haven't noticed. of course—toji's fault).

SUGAR DADDY ! FUSHIGURO TOJI likes to just casually play with you, especially when you're busy reading or on your phone, or when you're busy reading on your phone. you protest at first, saying that you're just trying to concentrate. but when he whispers a "it'll feel good, darling. just read and i won't distract you so much", you melt into it and eventually squirm as he keeps playing with your clit. of course, whatever you were doing is forgotten and you press more against toji as your lips are ajar. he's got you wrapped around his finger, but he's around yours too.

I was not made for capitalism I was made for having tea and cakes and talking about fictional man cock

i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know

not now kitten, daddy has to write strange self indulgent fan fiction.

been working out more ~

also found this corset I bought for Halloween

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˖⁺.꒷꒦Let Go꒦꒷˖⁺.

Sukuna x Reader,

piss kink blurb

degradation, established relationship, true form Sukuna, fem-reader, MDNI

AN: this is intend to be a crack fic, if you are into this no judgement, but! I do not share your opinion, I wrote this as a challenge :) enjoy!

Stop squirming,” Sukuna said firmly, two large hands grabbing at your hips to stop them from moving.

“I need to use the bathroom, ‘Kuna, I’ll be right back,” your voice was laced with sleep, it must have been sometime after midnight.

“No,” you sighed heavily at his static reply, bladder aching. You had drank too much sake at dinner.

“Pleeease ‘Kuna! The bathroom is just right there,” you pleaded. Though you were used to your husband's ridiculous demands, this one was just plain cruel. He grunted, then loosened his grip on your hips. You wasted no time in hopping out of bed and skittering over to the sliding door, but before you could even reach the handle, you were abruptly hoisted into the air, wrenching a yelp from your throat. As two large arms caged your middle, you readied your legs to kick at the man who held you, irritated with this clingy side of him. But, instead of the insults you intended to hurl at him, only a choked gasp left you.

“What are you doing!?” you tried to wrestle out of his grip, but the arms that held you up were too strong. His remaining hands slithered up your body, palms pressing into your abdomen. Pushing, you realized, on your bladder.

“‘Kuna what the hell!”

“Go.”

“I can’t, you're holding me too tight.”

“No, urinate, I mean.”

“Now?! Sukuna, I am not going to do that.”

He simply snickered, “I thought you wanted to try this.”

He said matter-of-factly, alluding to an earlier conversation. You’d read something about a piss kink in one of your raunchy books and had been oddly curious, but this was not the right time nor the right place to explore it, and you were just straight up embarrassed.

“I-I did but–”

“Then it shouldn't be a problem.”

“But, Uraume will have to clean–”

“Don’t you dare speak another's name right now.”

Oh. You recognized the familiar bulges pressing against your lower back. He was getting hard. This only served to make you more embarrassed and, to your dismay, aroused. The pressure in your lower stomach had built and now that you weren't lying down, you felt the liquid threaten to trickle out. There’d be no way to hide it, wearing nothing underneath your robes, the same as Sukuna. You clenched your muscles, trying to stop the impending golden shower, but it was to no avail. One of the hands on your bladder moved, feeling its way up towards your breasts. Even with some of the outside pressure released, it did nothing to relieve the stress on your bladder. You felt Sukuna’s chest rise and fall with a laugh. He held you up so easily, like you weighed nothing.

“‘Kuna,” your voice sounded lustful even to your own ears, unintentionally adding to the haze in your brain, “please just let me go, I can’t hold it in.”

“Good,” he sounded entirely too pleased with himself.

You whimpered, it was a futile attempt. Slowly, achingly, warm pee trickled out of your cunt, dripping down your thighs in a steady stream and dribbling onto the tatami mats with a drop, drop, drop. Your face burned as your hands squeezed the large arms around you, nails digging into his tattooed flesh. As he kept grinding against you and an involuntary squeak passed your lips.

This was humiliating, but dear lord, did it feel good. So you finally gave up, surrendering to the disgusting act, letting your core loosen and everything spray out.

“Nasty little pet, look at how much you had in there,” his words were mean, but still you ate them up.

“I know you’re embarrassed, but you’re doing so well.”

He brought the hand on your chest back down to press again on your stomach, forcing everything out of you. You didn't try to squirm this time, letting him do as he pleased.

Sukuna’s cocks had grown so hard they were hurting. He lifted you higher, slotting between your legs, your wetness seeping through to his own parted robes, spilling down his now exposed lengths. He used your body like a toy, rubbing your leaking cunt on his boner. He was a gross creature, but this was originally your idea. After a moment, he slowly inched you to the floor so your toes were grazing the wet mats, the pee leaving your thighs uncomfortably sticky. He released one arm to pump one of his cocks, he then parted your own robe allowing himself access to your pussy. He could smell the arousal over the urine, his ego erected higher than his two cocks.

You twisted in his hold to see his face better, tears brimming your eyes and blushing all the way to your ears. You saw the cock in his hand, illuminated by the moonlight, and swallowed hard. Why was your husband such a weirdo? And when did you become as foul as him?

——

The next morning, while you two ate in comfortable silence in the dining room, a loud and frustrated curse came from the bedroom. Later that morning, you passed the chambers and caught Uraume nailing in new mats, mumbling under his breath. You decided to keep what you saw to yourself, and remain silent when Sukuna complained about the next meal Uraume had poorly prepared.