Mdni!! :p

mdni!! :p

cw’s!!: drug usage, coercion (kinda?? ur both high and he kinda pushes u to get high so idk), dacryphilia, andddd dubcon (once again, ur both high so take that as u will) ^^

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high sex w ino on the brain yummmm……

ino had been basically feeding you his cart all night, holding it up to your lips and encouraging you with soft words and dilated pupils to match his high. he was so respectful about it too, immediately pulling it away if you shook your head or looked a little too dazed for his liking.

of course, it led to you two lazily making out on the couch, all desperate touches and rolling hips and heat. he looked confused when you pulled away with an airily mischievous smile, whispering an idea in his ear that had him nodding eagerly in agreement.

and now here you were, lazily rolling your pussy over ino’s cock in the trunk of your designated drivers van, her keys tossed haphazardly in the row of seats behind the two of you. you two had given her a lazy, giggly excuse of having to look for something, over explaining yourselves to the point where she was definitely suspicious of you two but begrudgingly gave you the keys anyways.

he let out a choked moan when his head caught against your slit, his hands squeezing at the fat of your hips. he didn’t dare take his eyes off of you, his cloudy brain latching onto every twitch in your expression, every jolt of your hips.

“so pretty-” he strained, his voice cracking into a whine. you smiled hazily, watching his face carefully as you finally slipped him inside.

he looked debauched, lips falling into a small ‘o’ shape while his hips thrusted up into you, a loud whine leaving him. “so fucking wet- is that all for me?” his voice was a breathless whimper, his body only getting hotter when you nodded with a small smile, looking almost shy despite the position you were in.

he shook his head almost violently when you started moving, his fingers clamping down on your hips in an attempt to keep you still. you looked down at him, tilting your head in concern at the tears building in his eyes.

“y-you can’t, it’s too much… feels too good.” he all but sobbed out, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as you reassured him with soft coos, your voice airy from the drugs still in your system.

you continued rolling your hips after he calmed down a little, quiet whines leaving you when his cock hit the perfect spot inside of you. you involuntarily squeezed around him, your cunt gushing around his already sensitive dick while your fingers started working on your swollen clit.

he was devastatingly close, his thoughts and mouth running completely on instinct. “fuck, i can’t breathe, ‘m gonna die, i-i can’t- feels so fuckin’ good.” he sobbed, his words slurring with his tears. you squeezed around him hard, your back arching as your pussy gushed onto his lower stomach.

he came a couple of seconds after you with a loud sob. his whole body trembled while his hands pressed your hips flush to his pelvis, making you take the excessive amounts of cum he was pumping into you.

your friend came to check on you both an hour later, groaning softly in annoyance when she saw you both passed out and cuddling in the trunk.

at least you’d had the decency to clean yourselves up.

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m1stm3

1 month ago

suguru x gn!reader

my dearest beloved,

dig my heart out of my chest with your nails and feel the beating of it speed up and stutter in your grasp. make it messy. bloody and painful and perfect. i can love you better that way—without the binding of my body. i can love you from within. without restraint or limit. i can love you without bounds. i can love you in whole.

tare me limb from limb and savour the flavour of me on your tongue. drink me in and stroke my face softly.

take me.

take the whole of me and do with it as you please.

i am yours for taking if you'll have me. you do know this, yes?

chew me softly. chew me slowly. taste me. savour me. devour me, and i'll only think that of you as endlessly kind. have your fill of me and then some more. leave nothing of me for the scavenging birds to scavenge. leave nothing of me to the crows and vultures and mice and insects.

peel me back layer by layer, unravel me and take a peak inside. see me, understand and experience for yourself the depth of my eternal soul and its longing for you and all the wars it's gone through. rip my fresh from my bones, and suck me dry of blood. relish in all it is that i am worth.

moan and cry and whimper and groan and enjoy. claws and teeth and all. take pleasure in this the way i know i will. let me know you want to me as desperately as i need you. leave cuts a bruises in your wake, cover those old, painful scars of mine with fresh ones. beautiful ones. i'll sing you to sleep after, lulling you to a dreamscape.

pry my lips open with your fingers. delve into my mouth and seek out my tongue. let me share your breath. to breathe you. and hold my face gently closer to yours as i do. feel my body go lax in you arms.

i want nothing to do with my fighting spirit.

feast upon me, my love. have your fill, take all that you want of me and leave nothing behind, i can only say it is the greatest gift to service you. i'll read to you softly when it's all done.

grind my bones bones into powder and carry me in the necklace that hangs close to your chest. keep me close to you.

i wish only to be yours.

if you'll grant me that privilege.

i'll wait for it forever.

you have ruined me for anyone else. you have ravaged my heart and pillaged my soul and you run rampant in my mind. don't tease, let me be yours.

allow me to be selfish. and forgive it. allow me ruin you for anyone else. for everyone else. allow me to be with you always. allow me to heal your hurt and you guilt from within. allow me to see you in full, in raw, in vulnerable, in the morning.

my only wish to know you, be close to you,

to love you

let the taste of i linger in your mouth, let me linger in your breath. you have so much a head of you dearest, let me fuel you and ready you for your day.

let us become one.

take me in my entirety. make me your own.

bestow upon me the greatest honour i can witlessly dream of; being yours.

truly and wholly yours,

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pen smudges against the paper a little with the abrupt pause of his hand. this feels raw. raw like he hadn't expected it to be; going into this without a plan, only with a oath of honesty to himself. it's delicate and personal, the yolk of an uncooked egg.

he signs of with his name, fingers curling around the pen with practiced ease as its ink glides across the paper with grace. taking a deep breathe as he lets down the pen. his hand cramping a little but paying it no mind. shaking a little but all is well.

he folds the paper gently in thirds, handling it with the rivalling that of care a mother to her new born child. and he just stares.

stares at the now folded paper that sits at his desk. it's as close as he's gotten to expressing his emotions, his feelings that feel so much bigger than him, and this room, and the whole of the universe.

what he feels so deeply in his bones his marrow is familiar with this sentiment he's long struggled to put into words. evident from the crumpled papers filled with candied words and shallow ideas thrown thoughtlessly aside.

but still, he's unsure if this is the right thing to do. if it's wrong, he'll pray to whoever- whatever will listen that he's wrong in every lifetime.

the letter is still politely sat on his desk and he still rudely stares.

taking the neatly folded piece of his heart, finger tips of smudged ink holding it up to a small flame, and watching it turn to ash and burn away.

this a lot for a confession letter right?

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i wrote this for suguru but a few other characters come to mind as well. + your favs

divider by @saradika-graphics

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speechless LIKE R U SERIOUSSSS????? like actually. ACTUALLY. EVERYONE GO READ NAES STUFF NEOWWWW like this is so so insane like wow. genuinely have no words

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m1stm3

6 months ago

me w tomura shigaraki UGGGH

me when

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*catches breath*

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m1stm3

1 month ago

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

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m1stm3

1 month ago

Post-canon Post-recover Au Transfem Touya Wowow

Post-canon post-recover au transfem touya wowow

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i feel like i just got punched in the stomach transfem touya is revolutionary op kissing all over her face rn

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m1stm3

1 month ago

reblog and put your first fictional crush in the tags

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the dad from ponyo send tweet i luv me a pathetic wet cat dilf he’s such a cutie

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m1stm3

5 months ago

whoa actually breathless from this one yall holy shit i think i’m gonna die

Nanami Kento is the kind of man who always makes sure his lady’s nails are done. He doesn’t care the shape nor color, just that you get his initials on your ring finger each time, an unofficial token of your love — until he gets you the real thing, of course.

He grows utterly weak in the knees whenever you get them obscenely long or a little pointy (bonus points if you get gems or sparkly glitter.) He loves how confident it makes you feel, how your eyes gleam with elated gratitude whenever he presents you with his credit card or a wad of bills, suggesting you take the day for yourself.

Amongst the few, minute joys that lurk on this godforsaken planet, there is nothing that makes Nanami happier than when his favorite girl spends his hard earned money. He even asked you to resign from your job because he makes enough for the both of you. He hates to see you working anyway, he is a provider after all. What did you expect?

He’d wait ever so patiently for you to come back home. Watching the news or cooking a warm, heartfelt dinner, keeping himself occupied as we awaits your return, just imagining what it is you bought this time — lingerie? New shoes? Hours later, when you’re finally stumbling through the door with several overflowing shopping bags, a fresh set of acrylics, and a beaming smile, his cock swells.

Of course he’ll have you try on everything you bought, it’s only right. It’s his money after all, he just wants to ensure that it’s been well spent. Slouched lazily in an armchair, he’d gawk, shamelessly admiring his pretty girl. Gaunt legs sprawled idly as his head cocks to the right, a slow, sleazy grin twisting his lips. The trail of his sharp gaze warm and unwavering as you strip for him. Every once in a while, the amber of the overhead light reflects off of the gems that adorn your nails, the subtle glint catching attention.

A deep, audible groan ensues each time you peel off a garment of clothing, only to replace it with another, giving him his own, private runway show. His knee would bounce in anticipation, poor, aching cock growing impossibly harder by the minute and you can tell; you can see the way it strains against the restricting fabric of his slacks, begging to be taken care of. He can’t help but to reach out for you, his big, greedy hands finding purchase at the thick of your hips to pull you close, claiming that he just wants to see your nails a bit better, but that’s what he always says.

And it’s always harmless, benign. That is until you inevitably end up with his drooling cock lodged in the very back of your throat, sinful bubbles of saliva escaping from the corners of your tautly stretched lips. He’d hold you hand endearingly, babbling on about how pretty your nails are, how much it turns him on when you spend his money, how he promises to spoil you for the rest of your life.

God, it’s taking every fiber of his being not to fish for his wallet and spread a hefty stack of blue striped bills across the ample fat of your ass. The mere thought makes his cock twitch, heavy hips pushing forward, forcing himself deeeep down your slutty little throat, a thick stream of arousal pooling against your tastebuds.

He whines. “Fuuuuucck,” huffing out a strangled breath, an unintentional gasp following, “sweetheart, you are sooo perfect… such perfect throat, godddd… the way you’re looking u-up at me.” Nanami groans, blindly reaching for your hand, dragging it toward his slick, parted lips, “need to marry you — swear to fuckin’ god m’gonna marry you.” His tongue is whorishly lolling out before he’s drawing your fingers in deep, drooling down all of your pretty knuckles.

You're audibly sputtering around him in agreement, saliva spilling down your chin and pooling near the fat of his swollen balls. Gag after helpless gag reverberates from your occupied mouth, the poor, weeping head sinking deeper and deeper with each subtle buck of his hips, painting your throat in haphazard spurts of precum. He needs you like this forever, to take his cock like this forever. He'd give anything to make you his slutty, little wife forever and ever and —

“Pleasepleaseplease tell me you wanna marry me too,” he whines, warm, eager tongue wrapping so possessively around your ring finger, pulling it into his mouth, "oh, god please tell me you want that. I need you forever, baby... need this pretty little mouth forever.” His thick, blonde brows furrow so sweetly, voice strained and so plainly conquered by his evident love.

Physically, you can't respond and he knows; he's deliberately tucking himself deeper, the neat tufts of hair that adorn his girthy base tickling your chin. All you can offer him is a loud, helpless gag as you nod and he whimpers in relief. Yesyesyes, I'll marry you, is all he hears, your obedient, glassy eyes a testament.

So, why are you surprised when he’s hastily fetching a small, velvet box from the pocket of his discarded slacks, cracking it open in fervid anticipation, his cock resting heavily against your tongue? You said yes, right?

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m1stm3

1 month ago

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

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<prev tags he’s so soft mist i can’t BLUUUUEEE OMG TYSM ML <333 literally luv u sm TY FOR READING ND ENJOYING ND AKANKANAIJAAKOA

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m1stm3

4 weeks ago

mdni ;3

cw for somnophilia :3

toji waking you up with his tongue to your pussy ever since you gave him permission to touch you while your asleep </3 you both can’t start your days without cumming anyways, so why not knock out two birds with one stone and do it together!!!!!!

i am so vividly imagining this rn. the warmth in your stomach, the little squint in his eyes because he just woke up too, the way he’s holding his tongue pointed so the tip is rightttttt against your sensitive little clit………..

the SOUNDS omfg the sounds that are coming out of this man. he’s moaning like it’s the best meal he’s ever had and it’s the first meal he’s had in years. michelin star dining. he’s insane.

u whine abt morning breath after he goes in to kiss u :33

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m1stm3

2 months ago

writing smth for one of my bsfs rn. nanami lovers u r finally eating later today!!!!

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m1stm3

1 year ago