Firm Believer Touya Cries When He Cums And I Just Want To Be A Frat Party With Cry Baby By Megan Thee

selfshipping is cool when you're 13 and it's also cool when you're 40. everyone should selfship forever

mdni!! (ﾟωﾟ)

satoru pauses in the middle of when you’re fucking to squeeze his eyes shut and thank whatever higher beings out there that he has a big dick.

because despite literally being born the strongest, he’d be damned if he couldn’t fuck you the way he does. he could handle living without the six eyes and limitless but not being able to fuck you correctly?? he’d rather drop dead on the spot.

I will never get over how soft he was with his sister and his mom

chat why do ppl drink coffee

THATS SO SEXYYYY STOPPPP ITTTTTT Im also getting a lip piercing (vertical labret) in 2 weeks SO EXCITED

URRRRRR SEXY!!!!! 🫵

and omg vertical labrets r like. my most feared oral piercing idk why </////3 ur like super strong nd awesome nd sexy tho so you’ll be fine trust 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

thinking of falling asleep in tattoo artist!suguru's lap.

thinking of falling asleep in tattoo artist!suguru's lap and he uses your glitter gel pens to trace your stretch marks.

thinking of falling asleep in tattoo artist!suguru's lap and once he's done tracing the markings on your skin, he's creating beautiful elaborate designs using all your favourite colors of glitter pen for you to see when you wake up.

a halo around his head formed from the sun coming through the window, he's smiling down at you soo pretty when you begin to stir awake. and from where you lay on his lap, you have the most perfectest PERFECT view anyone could ask for

'how was your nap baby?'

wolf!suguru x lamb!reader x serpent!satoru

cw: suggestive (?), they like your mouth??, fingers in your mouth, mentions of eating you (not out but like literally), biting, etc... i'm sorry everyone mist is the one who enabled this behaviour. blame them in full (kidding ilysm my darling pls nvr stop enabling me)

serpent!satoru would pry your lips open with his fingers, squishing your cheeks in his hands as he's poking to hold your face as he's prodding around inside your mouth. thick calloused fingers pressing into your tongue, he'd be so teasing. teasing about how small and flat those pitiful excuses for teeth you have are — mischievously betting that they couldn't a dent in his hard gleaming cerulean scales. he'd bring them up to your mouth without another word, only a glint in his eyes. a hand at the back of your head would guide you to bite down on them as hard as you can, hardly even making a dent, satoru didn't even feel it. he'll laugh at you, the sound coming from his chest it's so loud and he's so mean with teasing voice saying that you could do better, just bite down harder lambi it shouldn't be too difficult, even for you — there's no way that's all you've got for him. laughing even harder if your pretty eyes begin to water from his teasing and the ache in your jaw and gums becomes more prominent. you're embarrassed but more annoyed at him than anything, because even now he somehow manages to find way to be a nuisance and your left unable to retaliate when he's got his fingers roughly shoved so deep into your mouth; maybe you could use them to practice meanwhile.

wolf!suguru on the other hand will coax you into letting him into your mouth. he's cradling you, head rested in one of his arms close to his chest. his own little lamb. his fingers running along your flat teeth, suguru is cooing at how smooth they are, not pointed or jagged at all. he's so condescending as he begins his displays and performances of the false sympathy he feels for you. it must be hard; having such small fragile teeth, such soft skin and weak bones. he's carefully holding them between his gentle fingers and wondering how much force would be needed for them to shatter beneath his fingers. it's okay though! because your teeth match the rest of you soo well. they're well suited for a little lamb like yourself, tender and easily broken. he'll ponder out loud how scary it must be for you, poor little lamb having no fangs, no claws, no venom, no thick skin or hardened scales to protect yourself from predators like himself and the other dangers of the world . suguru wonders if you understand how incredibly easy it would be for his teeth to sink into your tender flesh, claws slicing through your soft skin with so. much. ease. it feels nice. thoughts of your sweet blood on his tongue and dripping down his sharp teeth onto his chin , he could be so messy for you. he's baring his sharp jagged teeth behind his smile, eyes closing delicately with the movement; it's equally possible to be either kindness and mockery — perhaps both at once. he's telling you about that's you've got to stay near him, so he can keep you safe, letting him make up for your lack and protecting you. keeping you safe and cared for like you've never gotten to experience before. he's got no choice but to care for such a sweet little thing.

now if both of them managed to get you in their shared embrace? that's smth else entirely ;>

toji x gn!reader

watching toji cut fruit for you. it's clumsy and rather messy. he isn't familiar with it, dealing with the soft pliant flesh of the ripened fruit but still his comfortably and skill when handling a knife shines through.

jucies from the fresh fruit run down his hands and his wrists. some making it further down to his forearms following the trail marked by the prominent veins there. sweet sticky refreshing liquid coating his skin and leaving a pretty gleam for the light reflect on.

he places the little cut pieces of fruit on a pretty tray for you to eat, but at the moment, your focus is somewhere else entirely.

toji looks so enticing. reflection of the suns rays bouncing the planes of his wide back and strong shoulders. the shirt he's wearing, although mean to fit loosely comfortably hugs his big plush chest (why does he bother with one at all? you never know) his hair isn't particularly neat either but that's part of tojis appeal. he isn't neat. he's rough around the edges, sharp and cutting. all scars and all the calluses. honest. he can't lie about who he is, his body is proof.

the edges soften up around you, transforming to something kinder. something gentle. they don't disappear, they morph. the humble kitchen knife he's now using to prepare fruit for you could cut down countless others. the strong hands glazed and dripping in the sugary juices of fresh fruit have been covered in the warm metallic blood of others.

toji loves you. his thick arms wrap around you gently, hilding you, cradling you. around you his voice softens, deep and adoring. his steps are heavier, there is no need to sneak around toji walks comfortably when you're near. he breathes easy. muscles loosening and his words tender. heartfelt.

abandoning your place on the place you'd been sitting, you move to sit in his lap, keeping him there. a pretty arrangement of cut fruit on the platter sits before you both. this is too precious a moment to end so soon, you'll drag it out as long as you can.

toji raises a brow at you, "get off kid. need to wash my hands."

"toji."

???

"that's ridiculous. why do you think i'm here??"

you say it like it's the most obvious thing in the world, like him wanting to wash his hands of the fruit was an insult targeting you (it was)

you lightheartedly roll yours eyes at the face he makes and take his hands to your mouth. lapping up the jucies coating his skin. you bring two of his rough girthy fingers to your lips to suck at them. your eyes closed in bliss as you work your way through the rest of his fingers.

the sweetness of the fruit hits your tongue, accompanied by a gentle kiss of tojis flavour.

he says nothing as you do. this is bold. the boldest you've ever been with him as of yet. it new but not unwelcome. he gawks at you in awe. you look delighted, like you've just gotten a taste of all the heavens in a singular bite. (singular suck?)

you're so satisfied and toji is parched.

sitting pretty in his lap and licking the remains off your lips. a vixen not even bothering with feigned innocence. you're eyes remain on his temping, teasing. you're as good as this game as he.

you're better.

content with his reaction, you turn to the platter of mixed fruits, tapping your chin in contemplation until you eventually settle on one of the big red strawberries. plucking it from the rest of arrangement, you bring it to tojis lips.

"open up toji, go ahhh"

he looks at you with mild amusement his eyebrow raised in entertainment, oh the things toji lets you get away with. a big cat, laid back and lax, allowing you to do as you please. a killer to others and a lover to you.

he bites into the beautiful fruit, nearly the whole thing is gone with one bite. pausing mid bite, you watch as his eyes go from being half lidded as he observes you to blown wide. bright and alive.

it's a good fucking strawberry.

"good huh." you watch him knowingly, licking the juice at the tips of your fingers. mhm, it's muffled, still holding the fruit in his mouth and chewing slow. he doesn't want it to end so soon.

toji is on cloud nine until you decide to snap him out of it with your next remark, "i think it might even be better than sex."

you don't mean that.

rather than getting upset about it, toji nods and swallows. "you know, it just might be, mama." the moment is kind and intimate, his hands holding your soft hips, the tender flesh filling the spaces between his fingers.

toji brings you closer to him, your full weight on his lap and head resting on his plush firm chest, your pretty body held in his arms as you feed him the fruits of his labour (literally).

spring is the loveliest of seasons.

The "cries when he first puts it in" club

i wrote a full drabble for this btw. if yall r interested. at all. heheheheh…….

subby stoner ino who’s just so overwhelmed by how tight and wet and warm u are around him he just can’t help but cry :( uggggh :(((