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Reblogged ilyhaitanii
WHERE IS SHE?
WHERE DID THEY TOOK HER?
argggghh the way he holds her hand to keep the toy still is sooo… mean and grudgy :( can just imagine this with toji after he caught you playing around with a stupid little dildo, and since you’re so insistent on pissing him off needing to get off while he’s not around he’ll let you have it ! but… you still have to apologize.. so you can do that with that pretty lil ass of yours ;3
it’s so sad to realize that i’ve actually lost motivation to write on here despite the abundance of drafts and ideas i have cooped up in my littl brain. literally never thought it would happen but everyday i just spend less and less time on this little app. just can’t find any motivation to execute any of it :,)
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GAG ON IT .ᐟ — N. KENTO ୨‧₊˚✩
about. the only thing you want more than anything in the world is to get your boyfriend off but… you don't know how. luckily, nanami kento is a great teacher.
pairing. nanami kento x f!reader (non-sorcerer au)
wc. 2.6k
cw. dom!nanami, sub!virgin reader, (messy) oral (m. receiving), humiliation kink (if you squint), reader has a heavy praise kink, f!masturbation, pet names, face f!cking + deepthroating, head-pusher nanamin <3, slight angst (again, if you squint), reader is kinda insecure about lack of experience, lots of praise and validation ♡
kit’s note. hi, i'm (sorta) new here so pls forgive my writing and any mistakes... i haven't written in, like, 84 years and this really wasn’t supposed to be as long as it is. nonetheless, i hope u enjoy my very first jjk fic — kit ୨ৎ
nanami kento was one sexually experienced man.
you knew this. from the very first glance, it was undeniable. something in the way he carried himself, the gravity of his presence, told you—no, assured you—that he would unravel you, reshape you, and leave his mark in ways you couldn’t yet comprehend.
and, of course, you were correct.
you, however, were his perfect contradiction, a stark contrast that bled into everything you had built together, evident in every moment, every choice, every collision of your worlds.
Reblogged saintshigaraki
blackmail is an underrated kink
okay lemme break it down like this. let’s say i see you watching a vid of two girls kissing and now you have to kiss me or i’m telling everyone we know that you watch girls kissing. and then after i kiss you i say you have to take off your top so i can play with your tits or i’ll tell everyone you kissed me. do you see where i’m going with this?? do you see how deliciously fucked up it is??
like take off your clothes or i’ll tell everyone about your perverted blog on tumblr
older shiu who makes you fuck yourself on a dildo in front of him becuase he can’t fuck you—can’t get hard without those stupid little pills because of his growing age. ♡
and you pout, sniffle and whine when he tells you to put a show on for him instead of taking you into his hold and fucking you senseless on the memory mattress of his penthouse overlooking the ocean view.
you’re still whining, even when tugging down your panties to reveal that pretty, fresh pussy that he’s been looking forward to all day— and he thinks it must be a curse bestowed upon him not being able to get hard at the sight before him. perhaps it’s karma for all of his previous sins— he doesn’t know.
and when you finally slip your cotton panty off your left leg, it hanging from your right angle as you shakily spread your legs, taking the pink, transparent toy to slide it up and down against your slick.
you hiss, breath hitching weakly at the lack of preparation, realizing just how tantalizing it is to press the rather small toy (in comparison to him, at least) in without the help of your lover.
“sh—shiu, please, prep me, h—help, shiu!”
you whimper, dropping the toy and tossing your arms around the thick of his neck.
“oh darling, i told you to put a show on for me, didn’t i? you can’t even finger yourself open?” he scoffs condescendingly, only shaking your head with soft sniffles against his chest.
“pleaseee, daddy!”
“how cruel. do you know how weak you make me, little lady?”
you gasp when you feel a thick finger press against your soddened slit, barely slipping inside your gooey walls before curling the joint up.
“haaah, daddy!”
“there you go.” he whispers when you fall pliant against his hold, back against his burly chest with his free hand splayed across your tummy—tracing soft circles across your hips. “my good girl.”
“you can’t even take that little cock without needin’ my help baby? what would you do without me, baby.”
you writhe when his thumb presses down on your clit, circling the sensitive nub so perfectly that you almost think he’ll let you cum. but your fantasies are resolved to nothing, “there you go baby.” shiu grunts, quickly removing his fingers from your pussy and reaching for the dildo yet again.
“here baby. utilize this. make y’r daddy proud?”
you thrash in frustration, whining out loud as you take the stupid, stupid toy into your hands.
“daddy, wan’ you to d—do it.”
“what, fuck you with it?”
you nod slowly, teary eyes so awfully big and alluring that he almost falls for your little scenic ploy.
“no, baby, do it yourself.” he knows you all too well.
and with a bit of bargaining and some more incessant whining, you find yourself splayed in front of the man once again, your calves stepping over his thighs from where he sits, the pink toy held promptly in between your thighs.
you can’t help the soft cry that leaves your lips after pushing in the tip of the toy— much harder and nonetheless, cold in comparison to your husbands cock. compared to shiu, the toy deems to be unfulfilling and fustrating to use after months of laying prettily under your husband and allowing him all the work.
“da—daddy,”
“yes, darling? do you like it? bein’ a little exhibitionist f’me, hon? i sure do.”
“a..am i doing it r—right?” you sigh, mindlessly pushing in further and helping at the unexpected pain you had never even fell close to feeling when your husband was doing the word.
“not quite. have some rhythm, baby. you’re just pushing it into my poor cunny relentlessly.”
“noo… please, don’t wa—wanna, wan’ you to do it!”
“you’re too spoiled, baby.”
nonetheless, shiu pulls you into his much bigger lap, taking the toy into his left hand and spreading the fatty lips of your pussy with his right.
“she’s all swollen, you’ve been so mean to her. treatin’ her so bad.”
all you can manage is to whimper out a sorry, thumping your leg in desperation.
“listen up now,” shiu instructs, pressing the sticky tip of the dildo to your slit at a lower angle in contrast to your previously straight one. “see how i’ve angled it? isn’t that always how i fuck you? and it never hurts, does it?”
“no, daddy.” you whimper, thighs quivering in anticipation.
“good, now,” he grunts, pressing the tip in so swiftly that it makes you wince. “hnn—“
“look, i’ll fuck you with rhythm, and you’ll feel the difference between how you and i did it. alright?” you only gasp, incapable of a word response and only nodding incessantly.
he pumps the toy into you with fervor, slowing when he presses the toy in deeper and deeper until the plastic base barely touches your soppy cunt. he pulls the toy out much faster, keeping his consistent pace with rudy pummels to your simulated cunt.
“d—daddy!”
you clasp your thighs around the toy—which was much more manageable when he had his waist in between your little thighs that make it physically impossible to avoid his fuckings.
"don't shut your legs doll. i'll stop and you won't cum at all if you do it again." the man growls, pinching at the skin of your thigh. you yelp, spreading your thighs again to avoid conflict with the man.
"you look like you're enjoying this too much, darling. are you even taking this as a learning experience?"
you nod, unsure of what he really even said but if it meant he'd keep up with his pace-you didn't care. you gasp, breath hitching when he stops adruptly. removing the slicked up toy from your clenching cunt.
"here," shiu hands you the sticky toy, feeling your eyes well with tears and bottom lip tremble when you realize,
"you know how to do it now, right? fuck yourself, then, and it better impress me.”
hi all!
i wanted to make this post in order to address the matter that i had stirred up a little under 2 weeks ago about @/gospelicas being a minor.
i wanted to say, that i don't owe an apology to anybody here except for her. and as for apologies, for many reasons i did decide to privately message her instead of posting a public apology, which wouldn't make much sense anyways.
personally, i don't believe that this person is of age, and still have my reasons for believing that she is a minor. however, i will not take further action to inculcate any initiatives, as i realized that i lowkey don't care.
everybody is allowed to believe what they believe--and i realized that whether or not they are a minor does not affect me anyways and is not my responsibility.
however i do want to note: please do not send this person any hate, or any sort of graphic messages/contents in regard to me.
this was never my intention, and though i do understand that my accusation of this person being exposed to dc/being gr00med was likely something that caused this, i did not think at all that it would result in people sending her graphic contents and disturbing messages. this result was completely unacceptable and disturbing, and again, never my intention. i took a couple days sitting on what to do, and i decided to take initiative on the situation and reached out to her.
that is all, thank you for reading!
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daily-spooky
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you literally cannot tell me that kaiser doesn't love period sex... hear me out okie!
he's not the biggest fan at first glance. like any other normal being, he thinks it's rather gross and unhygenic -- i mean the period is literally the lining of your uterus being shed, so he's not the biggest fanatic right off the bat.
it's only when he sees you writhing painfully atop of your shared bed, sniffling into the soft sheets with soft groans. he snoops up behind you, pushing your hair back behind your ear before pressing a chaste kiss against your cheek, asking you what's wrong.
he only coos sadly when you tell him it's your period, and it's hurting real bad. he brings a big, warm hand and clasp it over your tummy, asking if there's anything he can do to help. you only shake your head, the least bit frustrated at his ministrations having being worn from the pain all day, and wanting nothing more but to bask in your pain for a bit.
it's only when he's sitting in your guy's living room, waiting on a pack of pads and some sweets he ordered to be delivered to the home, when he comes across a video that claims: having sex on your period makes your cramps hurt less! he quirks a brow and scoffs, in what world would that even make sense? he's quick to scroll on, but can't deny his suspicion on whether the spewing man was right or not. so he opens a searching browser, and upon further research, and scrolls through r/periodsex on reddit, he deemed the man's claim to be strangely correct.
so he titters himself back into the bedroom where you lay, now scrolling on your computer with an abundance of pillows and sheets surrounding each side of your body, and kaiser chuckles at the sight.
"maus.. you've heard that havin' sex on y'r period can rid your cramps?"
you scoff, on par to his reaction but yours expends a little more anger. "that's so stupid, miche." you scowl a bit, face lightening when he reveals a couple chocolate bars and little sweets from his back.
"i dunno, 'id some research 'nd i think it might be true." he whistles, strolling his way over to you and handing you a bar of chocolate, placing the rest onto your bedside table.
"thank you, miche!" you grin, taking a nibble from the sweet, "but, i don't think your little period thing is true. sounds stupid." you're the same as him. no wonder you guys are so perfect for one another.
"hm," kaiser hums, rubbing his chin, "wha'dya say we test it out, maus?"
and that's how he got you here -- arched evilly as his heavy cock head sides back and forth through your aching slit. it spills with tinted slick, coating his pale-pink shaft red.
"micha," you cry out, terribly embarrassed as his slowed actions. you thought he'd be quick to get it over with for your sake, but he seemed to be enjoying this little 'try-out' way too much. "hurry, s--so embarrassed." you cover your face and whine as he taps his cock against your wet cunt, loud, sloppy noises eliciting from the mess. "embarrassed? how come?" kaiser grins, "nothin' t'be embarrassed about, lovie. 's just me."
"i know b--but... don't want y'to think ‘m gross." you whine, handling at the white sheets.
"nothin' you do is gross, maus." kaiser hums. "you understand?" you nod quickly, knowing just how mean he could get if you even bother trying to talk down on his efforts to love you. "hase, i'll put it in now, yeah? tell if it hurts, swear."
"i will! f--fuck me, miche, pleasee," you whine, shaking your ass up against his erection.
"you're shameless, hase." kaiser laughs, wasting no time before he thumbs at the front of his cock, pressing the crown against your weeping slit. you two gasp simultaneously when he fucks only the tip into your cunt -- fuck.
your pussy is so much hotter, and much more tender than it usually is -- and he knows this fact well enough from the amount of times he's made love to this very pussy. you whine when you feel your tummy churn from another cramp, tears building against your lashline. "oh, fuck, hase." kaiser whines, inching himself bit by bit into your sensitive cunt, a gentle thumb coming down to massage at your swollen, pearly clit. "y'alright, maus? need me to stop? or slow?" kaiser asks considerately despite his urge to not listen even if you do tell him to. god, it feels so damn good.
"no! miche, m--more!" you whine,
"haaah," a soft murmur of 'so hot,' is all he can manage as he shuffles himself further and further into your pussy, coming to a halt when he hears a rather pitched yelp.
"hase? y'alright?" you're breathing heavily, paired up with loud breathy moans. he's never seen you in this state with just his cock shoved into you -- without even moving or any other felt on your body. "'s sensitive, yeah? the ladies online said so, too." kaiser hums, thrusting slightly.
"shu--shut up, micha, just fuck me, 'kay? slowly!"
"y'got it, hase, calm down, 'righ? just enjoy it, miche'll make you feel s'good. so fuckin’ pretty hase.”
and god -- when he looks down after pulling out a slight and sees his cock coated in a deep crimson, he groans so unbelievably loud unlike you've ever heard before. the pretty scarlet in contrast to his white skin is throwing him in a loop, unable to help himself as he humps back inside with little remorse. he whimpers and whines each and every time your quivering pussy clenches his cock over and over -- and he's not even sure if you're aware of what you're doing.
"fuck, maus. f--feels good?" he finally cracks, bringing his hand down again to massage at your clit.
"u--uhuh, good.." you mumble, drooling against the sheets with a bit of tongue poking out. fuck, you're cute."
"cum now, baby, c'mon." kaiser leans over, pressing your body further into the sheets with his chest pressed against your bare back. "you can do it." he whispers, watching you unravel and shudder around his cock with a mean pinch to your clit. "m--miche..!" your thighs shiver, crying as you cum meanly on his cock and messing his shaft with a mixture of your creamy nut and rufous blood.
kaiser groans, fucking you gently to ride out your orgasm. his strokes are slow and deep, making you gasp at each initial thrust. "i'll cum inside." not a question, just a statement, a warning if you will.
and he does just that, unraveling just a mere couple seconds after yours and shooting white ropes of thick spent into your poor pussy. he groans and pants all at once, pulling out with a soft plop and pressing a kiss to your asscheek before pulling at it to admire his artwork.
he whistles in awe, watching his load spill out of you and mix with your blood to create a peony pink -- and although feeling a sense of flailing pride having to see his nut spill out of you, he won't chastise his sweet girl for it this time.
"m--miche..."
"yes, baby. let me clean you up." kaiser grunts with a grin, arms wrapping you into his embrace and taking you to the bathroom. "lets shower, yeah? i'll wash y'r hair f'you."
you press a weak hand against his chest, "b--but did you like it? was it g--gross?" you ask nervously, tiredly, unable to meet the man's eyes.
"no, i told you, i'd never find any part of you gross, maus. i loved it." kaiser chuckles, holding no hint of recline in his cerulean eyes. "you sure?"
kaiser scoffs. the one thing about kaiser is that he never lies. he'll tell you straightforward when he oughts, and you know this much. but you can't seem to hide the impending doom of embarrassment that haunts you in the back of your head, even if he affirms you over and over. "like i'd lie, lovie. don't doubt my honesty now. it was fun, ‘nd yer so pretty everywhere." he pinches at your cheek, earning a playful slap to his chest. "how's your tummy? still hurts?"
you shake your head, "no, doesn't hurt anymore, swear." and kaiser only grins, kissing your forehead gently.
"good, lovie. let me warm the water."
i wonder if people read my writing and notices the most subtle acts of notice and affection and are like wow has this woman ever felt a touch of love