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“You are not a murderer.” 📿

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Your Warm Embrace

pairing: kyojuro rengoku x black!f!reader

prompt: rengoku wants to show you how perfect you are.

note: inspired by a song but it's not even on tumblr😪 i put 'black' in the title, not bc my other fics aren't made for the Nubian queens🤓(sory) but because that's specifically the target this time so... yeah. i feel like this one is worse than usual🫢 but it’s just for fun n practice anyways. the title has nothing to do with it but it’s a lyric in the song.

kyojuro slid his arms around your waist, sliding his hands over your curves before letting them rest on your hips. he gripped the soft fat and let a low rumble resound in his chest.

“hi, kyo.” you brought a hand up to thread into his hair, scratching his scalp with your freshly manicured nails.

his only reply was a hum as he kissed a line from your cheek to your neck where he nipped and sucked to leave a mark.

you rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“we’re not having another baby.”

“we don’t have to.” you could hear his smile as he said that.

“kyojuro.” your tone was flat and unamused. “..are you sure?”

“what do you mean?” he rubbed your hips which he was previously trying to bruise. don’t tell nobody. “of course i’m sure.”

“i mean,” you sighed. “i just had a baby. i don’t know… i don’t feel pretty.”

“what?!” he genuinely sounded taken aback. you felt his arms leave your waist and fall to his sides.

you turned around to look up at him.

“i don’t feel good about myself, baby. maybe some other time.” you replied honestly.

“why not?” he asked. you felt bad for even telling him because he looked heartbroken.

you shook your head and shrugged.

“don’t worry about-“

kyojuro scooped you up in his arms, eliciting a gasp. you flung your arms around his neck in surprise.

“wait, wait-“

“you’re the most beautiful woman in the world and i’m lucky to be with you.” he says. you watched his face as he walked up the stairs, noting the frown that settled ever since you told him how you were feeling. “and you made our beautiful daughter. that’s something to be proud of.”

he took you to the bedroom and set you down on the bed.

“and if you don’t see that, i’ll show you.”

your brain buffered for a moment before you realized he was taking his shirt off.

“kyo! what if she wakes up?”

“she’s a baby, she won’t know.” he dragged you to the edge of the bed, sliding your oversized shirt(it was really his) over your head. “for now let’s worry about you.”

he placed his hands on your bare waist and grinned at you.

“my perfect girl.”

Just imagine Jinx about to devour your pretty pussy and stops to write on your thigh: JINX WAZ HERE, with an arrow pointing toward your wet center, before finally devouring you like a hungry woman. I would love it if you could write it down if you can!

IM SORRY IF THIS IS NOT WHAT WAS EXPECTED!! I’m not good at writing smut😭😭☝️☝️😒

“Welcome Home”

Jinx x f!reader

WARNINGS: Smut

WC:1848

Def not proofread

Jinx is full of surprises.

They can be good! But they are definitely unexpected.

She had been pent up from the last couple of weeks because she has gotten mission to mission back to back with no you to comfort her.

You had also been on missions back to back but in Ionia for weeks.

You haven’t been able to see each other for three weeks!

But now that all changes

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The door had barely clicked shut before you felt a body slam into yours, nearly knocking the breath out of you.

“Jinx—”

“Shut up.”

Her arms locked around your waist, and her face burrowed into your neck, breathing you in like she was afraid you’d disappear again. A breathy, almost whiny exhale left her lips, and she pressed a kiss to your pulse point.

“Three weeks,” she muttered. “Three. Weeks. D’you know how long that is? Do you know how fuckin’ much I missed you?”

You sighed, dropping your bag onto the floor and wrapping your arms around her. “I missed you too, baby.”

She pulled back, blue eyes flicking over your face, scanning you. The exhaustion must’ve been obvious—the deep-set tiredness in your eyes, the tension in your jaw. And if that wasn’t enough, Jinx could read you like an open book anyway.

“What’s wrong?”

You groaned, rolling your head back. “People. That’s what’s wrong.”

Her brows furrowed. “People?”

You exhaled sharply, fingers twitching against her waist. “Every time I turned around, someone was flirting with me. Some rich bitch, some cocky business guy, even my damn driver. I was so close to knocking a guy’s teeth out yesterday, Jinx, I swear—”

Jinx had already been irritated about the fact that you were gone, but this? This was fuel. Her fingers curled against your back, her nails digging just a bit too hard. She always got possessive, but this wasn’t just jealousy—this was frustration, anger, pent-up need.

And she wasn’t about to let you sit there all tense and frustrated and wound up tight when she could do something about it.

“C’mere.”

Before you could react, her fingers curled into your jacket and yanked you forward, crashing her lips against yours.

It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t slow. It was Jinx, raw and desperate, pouring all of her missing-you and how-dare-they-look-at-you energy into the kiss. Her teeth scraped against your bottom lip, her tongue dipped into your mouth, stealing whatever breath you had left.

Your hands shot to her hips, squeezing as you stumbled backward, your back hitting the door with a quiet thud. Jinx was on you, fingers fisting in your hair, knee slipping between your legs as she pressed you against the wood.

“You’re mine,” she mumbled against your lips, her breath hot, her hands sliding under your shirt, nails raking up your stomach. “Bet they wanted you.”

You shivered as her lips trailed down your jaw, her hands sliding under your jacket to press against the warm skin beneath. “Didn’t matter,” you managed, voice breathy. “They weren’t you.”

Jinx let out a low hum, pleased, as she nipped at your neck, her teeth grazing over sensitive skin. “Damn right,” she muttered before sucking a mark there, her tongue flicking over the spot to soothe the sting. Her hands roamed—slow, teasing, like she had all the time in the world now that you were finally home.

Your fingers tangled in her hair as she kissed her way back up to your lips, her breath hot against your skin. “Jinx,” you whispered, almost a plea.

She smirked, her hands gripping your thighs before effortlessly lifting you, making you gasp. “Shh, I gotcha,” she murmured, carrying you toward the bedroom. “You had a long trip, baby. Time to remind you where you really belong.”

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Here you are. On the edge of your shared bed begging for another release.

“A-ah…baby please” you moaned out arching your back closer to her face to feel more. Your fingers were intertwined with the bed sheet .

She stops and looks up at you, “please what?” She cocks a sly smile while she says that.

You pout at her words but reluctantly give in, “I… I need to cum” you move your hand to cross your arms making your boobs pop out.

“Well when you ask like that…” she suddenly stops at looks behind you grinning.

You turn around to see what she was looking at and she grabs your chin turning it back to her and chides “who said you could look away?”

She kiss your lips and lets out a soft hum. “I’ll be right back”

You lie down on the bed closing your eyes, hoping to get a bit of shut eye before she came back.

You were too drown out in your thought of what was she doing to realize that she came back and was writing something on your inner thigh.

You didn’t even register it at first but when she complied the first stroke you jerk up.

“What are you doing?”

“Shh…don’t you worry your pretty head about it” she says while slowly caressing your underboob before slowly moving up to your nipple, pinching it softly.

You let a whimper before looking down at her. She was…writing or drawing something on your thigh?

You didn’t really care because she was making you let out these pornographic moans but just playing with your nipple.

When she took her hand away you let out a sad whimper at the lost of her touch.

“It’s ok baby” she reassures you before diving back into your drenched cunt. She was moving at an ungodly speed, her tongue lapping around your poor swollen clit.

“Jinx— fuck. Please—ah. please let me cum”

You barely let out your moans betraying you mid sentence.

She hums into your clit sending vibrations up your body as to say ‘yes’

With the hum of her approval and her still lapping at your cunt maybe going even faster, you came all over her face while moaning out wildly.

“Ah! Fuck Jinx. Mm… ha—ha!” Your body jerks uncontrollably towards her face. Your fingers were holding onto the bedsheets for their life.

Soon the your high came down and you collapsed onto the bed. Closing your eyes you could barely register Jinx’s words before you were knocked out.

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You woke up groggy, the remnants of last night’s chaos still buzzing faintly in your skull. The room smelled like gunpowder, sugar, and something vaguely chemical—classic Jinx.

Stretching, you groaned, only to feel something… weird. Like dried paint, flaking against your skin. Blinking away the sleep, you sat up and glanced down.

Oh.

A streak of neon pink ran along your inner thigh, the texture thick and dry like it had been applied with purpose.

Jinx-level purpose.

You swallowed, a creeping sense of mischief crawling up your spine. Carefully, you swung your legs over the bed and shuffled to the cracked mirror hanging on the wall.

And there it was.

Scrawled in messy, chaotic letters—

“JINX WAZ HERE”

The paint marker had bled a little, the letters smudged at the edges, like she’d been giggling too much to keep a steady hand.

“Jinx,” you muttered, running a hand down your face.

As if summoned by sheer audacity, a snicker came from behind you.

Turning, you found her sprawled across the bed, grinning wide, blue eyes glinting like she’d just robbed a candy store.

“You like it?” she asked, chin propped on her hand.

You huffed, gesturing to your thigh. “You vandalized me.”

Jinx gasped, all mock offense. “Pfft, vandalized? No, no, sweets, this is art. My masterpiece. A statement.” She rolled onto her back, kicking her feet in the air. “Now everybody knows you’re mine.”

You crossed your arms. “Yeah? And what if I walk outside like this?”

Her grin widened, sharpened.

“Oh, I dare you.”

Your face burned. “You’re the worst.”

“Aw, babe,” she cooed, winking. “You love it.”

…Yeah. Yeah, you did.

IM TRYING TO COMPLETE ALL OF MY REQUEST TODAY AND TMR!!

I NEED FOOD

yeah some people don’t believe in reality shifting but some people also don’t believe women can orgasm so I stopped trusting other peoples opinions a long time ago

Bro please tell me you guys found this I’m so serious 😭

It’s a modern au btw and tengen is the readers boss

DAWG

I’m trying my DAMMEST to find this masterpiece of writing I found this one time

I can’t remember MUCH but it was a reader x kyojuro rengoku fanfic

Where the reader was cheating on rengoku with tengen because the reader wanted to make more money and feel useful for their family together but the reader finds out that she’s prego with tengen’s baby. It was supposed to be a one time thing but they were sneaking around for 3 months because she had more fun in bed with kyojuro

AND THEN rengoku finds out then fucks her like a whore then take his kids and leaves but they’re not getting a divorce

BRO PLEASE HELP ME FIND IT! ITS A BOOK WITH IPCOMING CHAPTERS AND I WANNA SEE IF A NEW CHAPTER WAS MADE BRO PLEASE I BEG!!!

hazbin doodle spam

here’s context for this clip above

I caught up on demon slayer..

Inosuke looks so breedable here

I WIN——-

Finally happy enough with this one to post it! Just in time to celebrate the Hashira training movie release!! I’m so stoked to go later!!