{♡} jojo’s bizarre adventure month.

Welcome evenryone to ‘JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure Month’! Throughout whole November, I will be posting one scenario about a character who is related to JJBA manga or anime. As always it will be; one character x reader, two characters x reader, and sometimes several characters x reader. Tags will be different, i.e.: comedy, angst, family!au, romance, school!au, sfw or nsfw… Also, most of the stories will be about a female or gender-neutral reader, because it’s more comfortable for me to write it this way.

This is not the first time I organizes such an action. I added a similar post during ‘Genshin Impact Month’, ‘I love girls Month’ or ‘Music & Vocaloids Month’!!

hiii, hana!!! i missed u and of course i remember you :( i am good, studying rn, and back on tumblr too! i am feeling well and hope you are healthy too. love u, babe

jjba month ; ninth day.

# tags: scenario; enemies to lovers; fight for the presidency; kinda drama; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual activities, oral (male receives), blowjob, deep throat, like a pro

Your mouth was sucking hard on the top of the current president of the United States’ cock, and your gaze was firmly fixed on his cloudy eyes. You felt his thighs tightening, his dick trembling in your mouth, and your hands gripping the edges of the desk in Valentine’s office. You had nothing in your head but the lust for power and the vision of victory, and that’s why you’ll do anything to achieve your intended goals. Last year, you didn’t gain enough support, although you were close and in second place right behind the man.

This year, you felt that the pedestal was within reach, so you increased the number of meetings with voters, spent a lot of money with your supporters on campaigns, posters and billboards, and you were incredibly active on social media or interviews conducted all over the states and even abroad. You had your visions, plans, assumptions and promises, you wanted to keep your words to your fans and voters.

That’s why you squeezed your hand tighter around your rival’s cock, sucking harder on the wet head. Whatever was going to happen, you were ready for it.

“I’m good, right?” You asked rhetorically. Of course you were. It’s been a long time since anyone gave the forty-three-year-old such pleasure. Busy with work, duties and dreams, he didn’t have time for women and sex. And although he was surprised by your sudden proposal, he couldn’t refuse. Stunned by the situation, he simply gave himself over to the moment and counted on fulfillment. “Do you know what else I’ll be good at…?” You asked between licks and massage of the skin on his left thigh. “In ruling the country.”

“For sure. I believe you” He mumbled, and his eyes closed involuntarily. “Don’t stop, Y/N.”

"Would you be able to give me your position?” You asked quietly, but audibly enough for the blond man to flinch.

“… Yes. As long as you don’t stop.”

That was enough for you. You stopped the recorder in your back pocket without any problems and continued. Before the total disaster of Funny Valentine, you could still have fun with him and let him have some ecstasy. After all, from next week on, only ignominious failures await him.

previous day ; jotaro kujo ♡ next day ; leone abbacchio

jjba month ; eighth day.

# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship to divorce; angst; drama; quarrels abt young child; rather sfw

You patted your daughter on the little head and then smiled at her comfortingly.

“Mommy, why are we here? I want to go to the playground.” Jolyne said in a sad voice and you pulled her body closer to you, hugging her tightly.

“Mommy will be back soon and she’ll take you for ice cream, what do you think?” You asked with a little excitement, which your daughter responded with clapping. “Stay with Auntie Eleanor then and Mommy will come soon. Auntie has a few toys for you, I’m sure you’ll have a lot of fun with them, okay?” You added a bit calmer, so that your daughter wouldn’t stress out about the current situation; for her, you had to be strong, confident and still be there for her, most of all for her.

You patted your child on the head once more and then stood on straight legs and looked at the female psychologist who was supposed to take care of your daughter for the next hour or two. You thanked her silently for her help and at the same time your husband, Jotaro, appeared on the court floor. He was dressed as always in his high-quality clothes, thick shoes and a hat covering the front part of his hair. And Jotaro was a really handsome man, he was very gallant and took care of his family in terms of material things, but… You and Jolyne needed not money, but love.

For a brief moment the man looked as if he wanted to greet your daughter, but as soon as their eyes met, Jolyne grabbed your hand and then looked at you questioningly. Seeing her father was certainly an unusual thing for her. For you too. No wonder Jolyne went with the psychologist to the playroom after a short while, and Jotaro seemed disappointed and sad.

Only at that moment, seeing you in an elegant jacket, did he understand that he had not come to reconcile, but to give up. After all, he had screwed up so many things, and on top of that, his own child did not know who he was.

previous day ; weather report ♡ next day ; funny valentine

jjba month ; seventh day.

# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship; light romance; fluff; pregnant!au; family!au; crying; soft!weather; sfw

You slowly sat down on the couch, groaning under your breath. The last trimester of pregnancy was a huge challenge for you. You could give birth any minute, and the sudden drops and rises in temperature outside the window didn’t help you at all. In addition, you felt an increasing pain in your crotch and anxiety in your heart, which also meant that you couldn’t get a good night’s sleep or even eat dinner.

Your moments of respite were a warm bath and cereal coffee. Unfortunately, the moment you sat down on the soft couch, you remembered the coffee you had left on the kitchen counter. Full of bitterness, you groaned loudly, and emotions took over. A few tears immediately ran down your cheeks.

Your sobbing was heard by Wes, who appeared in the living room in the blink of an eye, although a moment ago you could hear the water running in the bathroom and the sound of the toilet flushing. Your husband looked at you with a clear dose of concern.

“I- forgot to b-bring coffee…” You mumbled and was about to get up, wiping your tears as you did so, but the man stopped you with a wave of his hand.

“Rest, love, I’ll get it for you.” He said in a calm tone, and then walked over to your mug, standing next to the induction hob. After a short while, the man came back to you and sat down next to you, handing you a ceramic cup in the color of a juicy strawberry. “Don’t be sad, nothing happened.”

“I know, it’s the hormones…”

“You’re very brave, love.” He tenderly put his arm around you, and after a short while, with a lighter heart, you rested your head on his shoulder. You were glad that in all this hustle and bustle of stress and anger, you could count on Wes’ support.

previous day ; koichi hirose and yukako yamagishi ♡ next day ; jotaro kujo

jjba month ; sixth day.

# tags: scenario; friends with benefits; aged-up; corpo!au; boss!reader; romance; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual activities, threesome relation (f/m/f), sloppy kisses, touching, fingering, masturbation

A few sheets of paper fell to the floor as you sat down on your desk right next to the monitor and an empty coffee cup. Yukako stood between your legs, her plump lips resting on your neck adorned with a full-fledged gold necklace. With a dose of confidence, you raised both of your hands to her hips, then raised one even more higher. You began to play with her left nipple through the material of her light shirt. In ‘revenge’, the thirty-year-old woman slid her hand between your thighs and at the material of the skirt you often wore to work. Her graceful fingers quickly found your underwear and just as skillfully pushed it aside.

“You’re so wet, boss.” She said with a happy expression on her face, and you just sighed in delight at how well her fingers began to penetrate you and give you incredible pleasure.

Your lips met in the middle, fighting over who would be the dominant one this afternoon. After a short while, it turned out that it was you who would set the rhythm for today’s moment of ecstasy. When the desk was getting more and more wet, someone else entered your office. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the silhouette of a short man in his late twenties, and then the growing bulge in his black pants. Amused, you broke the kiss.

“Koichi, you’re too late.” Your lips took on the shape of a horseshoe. “You have to deal with it all by yourself.” You added and winked at him. Koichi, as your right hand, didn’t need to hear anything more, he only approached you to take a better look at your figures, and then pulled his pants down to his ankles and slid his underwear down to his thighs. His swollen cock couldn’t wait for its owner to take care of it. And the sight of two women making out on the desk made him want to cum on the floor right now.

previous day ; lisa lisa ♡ next day ; weather report

jjba month ; fifth day.

# tags: scenario; master and student dynamic; mother figure; slighty drama; kinda angst but also fluff; she’s so pretty, fuck; pet names; sfw

“… Sweetie, you have to show even more strength in your fight.” You heard a voice on your left. Without looking away from the target, you kept focusing your hamon on it, and finally, with another attempt, you successfully crushed a piece of wood and threw it to the ground. You looked at your mentor with a smile, who nodded in approval.

At the moment, you were Elizabeth’s only and probably last student. The woman wanted to finally take a break from the constant fighting, studying and training of the next generations of young and talented warriors. She dreamed of holidays in warm countries, drinks and Latin music. Nevertheless, working with you was one of the most enjoyable in recent years; you were incredibly creative, a quick learner, and you liked challenges. In a way, you reminded Lisa when she was twenty and had just learned hamon techniques and fighting and self-defense.

“… Shall we rest, cutie?” She spoke again, and you agreed to her proposal. In addition to being a great trainer, Lisa was an incredibly good cook, which is why she always made a delicious, filling dinner for the two of you. You happily sat down next to her on a piece of tree stump and thanked her for the warm, fragrant meal.

With a warm heart, you enjoyed the presence of the older woman, her delicious fried cauliflower and baked potatoes, as well as a solid portion of protein, which you needed to gain more strength for training. During the meal, you talked a lot; Lisa often told you about her childhood, her son, many failed relationships, as well as her closest family. With her, you felt like with your closest friend or partner, who confessed her secrets and dreams to you. Lisa was a really good and warm woman. She was certainly a good wife and mother, although you also knew that she devoted her entire life to training, not family.

You always had many questions for her; both about fighting and private ones, to get to know her better and understand her better. She also asked many times about your preferences, your past and your plans for the coming weeks, when you would stop training together. Somewhere deep in your heart you wanted her in place of your mother, who for years had not been interested in your life and whether you were still in this world. Lisa was her opposite.

And this separation will certainly be more painful in the future than a broken shin or a knocked out tooth. That’s why you couldn’t let Elizabeth down and you knew you had to give it your all and even more.

previous day ; giorno giovanna and bruno bucciarati ♡ next day ; koichi hirose and yukako yamagishi

jjba month ; fourth day.

# tags: scenario; strangers to friends; light drama; kinda comedy; gang!au; drug, death and blood mention; rather sfw

author’s note: big bro abbacchio :(((

“… I don’t think this is a good idea, Leone.” You said once more as your brother grabbed the metal handle of the dark door. He just laughed softly under his breath and then turned to you.

“Y/N, I know that my job and my friends aren’t the nicest things in the world, but I promise you that everything will be fine. And if any of them make you feel bad or make fun of you, I’ll just kill him ro them all.” He replied in a serious tone, although you could feel a hint of amusement and joking about the situation in his voice. Of course, you were sure that your older brother would help you if necessary, but uncertainty and fear of your potential being pushed into the background still grew in your heart. And if that happened, you wouldn’t have anywhere to go and nothing to do with yourself; your parents had long since disappeared from your lives, you were doomed to the help of your older brother, he was the only one left in your life.

You responded with a nod, and then entered the small building after your brother. The house, the main and current residence of several men, was small but spacious and had the most necessary things: a bathroom, a few beds and blankets, a kitchen with a coffee machine and a few electronic devices such as laptops, walkie-talkies and GPS transmitters. The most important place seemed to be a table with a few cigarettes and guns on it, around which stood two couches and a few armchairs – that’s where the five men were sitting.

“… Abbacchio, where have you been. We have some things to discuss.” Said one of the men with blond hair. “Where have you been all this t… Oh.”

“This is my younger sister, Y/N. She’ll be staying with us for a while. Maybe longer, if she doesn’t find a job and a room to rent.” Without much trouble, he said to his friends, and then sat down on the couch next to what you thought was the youngest of them all. “Be nice to her, especially you, Fugo.”

“… Abbacchio, I don’t think it’s safe.” One of the men, whose hair was covered with a cap, whispered. “There are too many criminals, smugglers and drug addicts passing by. Something could happen to her.”

“Mista, I don’t think it’ll put her off. She’s more afraid of you not liking her than of blood being spilled during our missions. Besides, I taught her how to use weapons, she once did an internship in my police unit. She also has an extraordinary stand... It will be useful to us during the missions.”

You watched the conversation of the handful of men attentively, and your eyes crossed with the leader of the group and the blond-haired man, who seemed to be slightly worried about the whole situation, more than once. So you forced a light, somewhat charming smile towards both strangers.

At that moment, you could have sworn that the black-haired man choked on air slightly, and the other blushed hard on his cheeks and nose, which seemed funny to you, considering their professions and their earlier, very serious and distrustful expressions towards you.

Well... Maybe working with your older brother’s friends won’t be as scary as you thought at first? Also this whole situation will result in… something interesting.

previous day ; jolyne cujoh, ermes costello & foo fighters ♡ next day ; lisa lisa

jjba month ; third day.

# tags: scenario; friendship; prison!au; escape; drama; gun and drugs mention; girls gang; rather sfw

You glanced at the big clock on the dark grey wall, tapping your foot on the dirty, unwashed floor, and then at Jolyne sitting across from you. In silence, you ate – probably and hopefully – your last meal within the walls of the Green Dolphin Street prison. Putting the empty, colorful milk carton on the tray, you slowly stood up, leaving your green-haired friend behind. On the way, you passed Ermes, and when leaving the cafeteria, you noticed Foo; your plan could not fail.

With great hope, you headed towards the toilets, because in one of the broken toilets, that you placed the black bag with the most necessary things: fake documents, a bundle of cash, a multi-functional penknife, and also plane tickets.

Your plan was incredibly simple – each of you had certain demanding tasks over the past few months: you took care of the passports, Ermes, with the help of an affair with one of the guards, obtained plane tickets with a date for tonight, Jolyne, in agreement with Emporio, created an escape route for the four of you, finally F.F. supervised everything, trying hard to create a thread of understanding between all of you so that no one would become suspicious of your behavior.

The planned escape was to begin in exactly twenty seconds. So, without haste, you moved the broken toilet, and then entered the carved hole, closing the entrance behind you. You slid the bag with your things under your tight blouse, then moved forward, passing several bugs and a rat, which fled in fear at the sight of you.

“… Y/N.” The boy’s quiet voice reached your ears, you barely noticed his figure in the darkness of the narrow corridor. “Jolyne and Foo have already set off. Ermes is talking to the guard in his office. Everything is going like in the plan.” He said with a slight smile on his boyish face. You nodded at him, responding to his cheerful expression. You could have escaped from here, that was for sure; all five of you.

The corridor led you to a dead end, although the truth was quite different. You slightly moved the bricks that were in front of you, and then pushed them lightly, allowing particles of light to enter the musty-smelling tunnel. You felt the sea breeze, the warm air on your face skin, and the scent of some flowers. You felt so free and calm.

Jolyne quietly stepped out from behind the wall, while Foo jumped down from above, managing to unlock the safety shutters in the storage room with honey and mops.

The only thing left is to wait for Ermes and look for a new life somewhere far, far away from here, where Jolyne will be able to call her mother, Ermes will find a normal and well-paid job, Foo will start a real, human life, and you…

You will surely find what you have been looking for for so long in the prison walls surrounded by murderers with guns, weirdos who loved to take drugs and terrible food.

previous day ; narancia ghirga ♡ next day ; giorno giovanna and bruno bucciarati

jjba month ; second day.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; milf reader; teasing; touching him; no parent figure; pet names; suggestive

Narancia grew up without anyone close to him; he never knew his father, and his mother disappeared from his life as soon as he turned thirteen. However, he owed a lot to Giorno, as well as to other friends who had recently played a huge role in his life. However, they were still just friends. Narancia needed other role models in his life, someone warm, full of love and understanding, perhaps also someone who would teach him certain things and show him the world from a completely new perspective.

That is why meeting you was a real salvation for the teenager. Not only were you beautiful, modest and composed, but you also had a certain mysterious element in you that told of your madness, desire for domination and a hint of untamed love that had been hidden for the past few years. A few months ago, you would have certainly defended yourself against any relationship with a younger man, but now, seeing how much Narancia smiled and was happy to see you, you could have sworn that you were already less certain about these resolutions and promises. This dark-haired boy filled a certain gap in your heart, and although his interference in your life was huge, you couldn’t say that it was also unwanted.

Quite the opposite - you liked Narancia’s company, his eyes full of light when he talked about his achievements, when he talked about his friends and shared adventures, when he boasted that he had learned something new. He was a bit like a younger brother to you, but at the same time a friend and lover who discovered new things and carnal pleasures with you… Like right now.

“… Narancia, do you need anything?” You asked, sitting with your laptop on your lap on the couch and looking at the boy standing at the doorstep. “… You have a voice, you can use it, I don’t read your mind, darling.”

“Can I hug you?” He asked quietly, almost inaudibly. Fortunately, you were close enough to understand the uncertain question he was asking. You nodded, smiling and putting the equipment on the coffee table. You patted the spot next to you, and as soon as Narancia sat down next to you, you placed your warm hand on his knee. “Um.”

“Is something wrong? Remember, you can tell me everything.” You asked, rubbing circles on his skin. “Do you want to buy something or go somewhere?”

“Well… I just wanted to watch a movie with you, Y/N.”

You smiled again, sighing slightly.

“Just a movie… or something more?” You asked, moving your hand a little higher, to the teenager’s thigh. You watched with joy as your adorable boy’s face reddened more and more, and his voice became higher and uncertain.

Both Narancia and you were new to this type of relationship, but without compromise, the whole atmosphere brought unbridled joy to your heart; moreover, you were always there to help and give good advice when it came to not only choosing the aforementioned movie, but also pleasure, touch, or explaining anything.

previous day ; josuke higashikata ♡ next day ; jolyne cujoh, ermes costello and foo fighters

jjba month ; first day.

# tags: scenario; friendship at first sight; school!au; kinda drama; also fluff; school bullying; sfw

author’s note: hii :)

You moved to Morioh quite recently thanks to your father, who was offered a well-paid job in a laboratory, in the very center of a charming town. Naturally, thanks for this reason, you had to change school and leave your current friends in favor of meeting new people who would help you acclimatize to a foreign place. The high school seemed to you to be a nice, well-kept and really worth getting to know. So you weren’t afraid to cross its threshold, and then with a small note in your hand go to the appropriate classroom where you were to have your first classes with the homeroom teacher.

You didn’t stand out in the crowd, quite the opposite. You tried not to disturb anyone and to get to the class without any major problems. Other students were walking around you; both boys and girls in uniforms. When you finally reached the classroom and entered it, there were already about twenty students and a teacher with glasses on his nose. The middle-aged man smiled at you, and then gestured for you to come closer and stand next to him.

“Dear students, this is your new classmate... Please introduce yourself.” He said in a calm tone, giving you the floor.

“Hello, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I recently moved here and…” You started a short monologue, but stopped your voice when another person spoke.

“… You moved from… the zoo?” One of the girls with dyed blonde hair laughed loudly, along with four others. Slightly embarrassed, you swallowed, looking down at your black, polished shoes.

“I was born in [place]… My dad just got a job here and...”

“Who would hire such weirdos?” Another person asked, and you felt your cheeks turn warm. The teacher was unable to stop the unpleasant students from making more comments, instead looking at you with an apologetic look.

“… Is that your natural hair? Haha!”

“… Oh. Shut up, Azusa. Literally no one but you and your four clowns finds these jokes funny.” You heard a loud, but also a very calm voice from the back of the room. You looked up at the person who was the only one who had the courage to stand up to the unpleasant students; a teenager with dark hair styled in an intriguing way and a piercing gaze appeared before your eyes. He smiled at you, to which you thanked him with a nod. “And besides, I think Y/N is quite pretty and is certainly more interesting than you and your dumb friends.” He added, then turned his gaze out the window. The classroom fell silent from unwanted murmurs and voices. Instead, the teacher thanked you and asked you to take a seat.

Although you didn’t know the boy’s name yet, you knew that he was the nicest and definitely the most beautiful at heart person in the whole world. Besides, you would have to thank him as soon as possible after class.

previous day ; main post ♡ next day ; narancia ghirga

reaction to his s/o’s death.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; drama; angst; death and blood mention; pregnancy and cancer mention too; suggestive

author’s note: hiii, thank you so much!

— SHERLOCK

↘ Your death was sudden. Sherlock was not prepared for it at all. He wanted to spend time with you that day at your favorite cafe on the corner of one of London’s streets. He wanted to eat apple pie with you, drink some coffee or tea with honey, and at the end take a walk along the park, talking about plans for the coming weeks.

↘ Your smiling face and eyes full of love, which shone even more at the sight of sweets, were muffled after a short while by the screams of the barista and customers, as well as gunshots, probably the most ordinary pistol. This day was going to be great, but it ended with a shooting by a madman.

↘ The sight of your body covered in blood and your blurred eyes was something indescribable to the man. After everything, the only question left was: Why didn’t he take you somewhere else? The feeling of guilt overwhelmed Sherlock Holmes like nothing else.

— JACK

↘ Just a few hours earlier, you were teasing each other about what to have for dinner, and a little after five in the evening, when you and your dog went for a short walk around the tenements, Jack heard many screams. He quickly put the newspaper he was reading on the table next to his cup of coffee, and then went to the huge window to see what had happened.

↘ The man could only see the galloping horse, the driver shouting incomprehensible words to God, your dog – Sharon – curled up under… you lying in a pool of blood, dirt and mud.

↘ That was when Jack cried for the first time in ten years, since your wedding.

sassy but classy.

# tags: headcanons; current relationship or friendship; romance; kind of fluff, i guess; a bit of comedy; dominant!reader; sfw (for killua) & nsfw

warnings: mention of sex or sexual activities, dom!reader, bdsm, spanking, biting, etc.

— HISOKA

↘ He loves it. Ever since you first met, he was charmed by your dominance over the opponent you were currently fighting. Your movements were fluid, fast, confident. You weren’t afraid to put your life on the line, and all you dreamed about was an increasing pool of money and a higher level in the Arena. Hisoka appreciated your determination, enthusiasm, will to win, and jealousy when the audience cheered your opponent’s name. So naturally, he invited you to dinner to learn all your secrets and much more about you.

↘ In a relationship, you are like two volcanoes ready to erupt at any moment; after all, you both have similar personalities, so frequent arguments are commonplace between you; despite this, you can’t imagine your everyday life without the other person. After all, dominance means competition, and you love to compete.

↘ Up until now, regardless of whether it was a woman or a man, Hisoka had always been dominant in bed. Since he met you, however, he has come to understand the taste of submission and from time to time he agrees to let you dominate during sex. He even likes it, especially when you use your ability to levitate objects on him and restrict his movements with string or other materials.

# tags: scenario; current married relationship and kinda fwb; romance; pwp; goddess!reader; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, size kink, threesome (m/f/m), double fuck, overstimulation, praising, boobs play

author’s note: last but not least! thank you very much :)

Your body moved fluidly while shiny eyes adoringly gazing at the man opposite you; both hands gripping tightly onto his muscular shoulders. Poseidon’s hands were placed on your firm butt cheeks, and your pussy was loudly hitting his wet cock every time you bounced on him.

Your huge bedroom was heavily steamed by your breaths, and the only sound spreading around the room was your long moan and the gasps of your husband, the god of the seas, oceans and all bodies of water adored by the Greeks. Lost in the blue of his eyes, you couldn’t stop another loud sigh that escaped from between your lips swollen from kissing. The eternally cold and gloomy Poseidon seemed to be more alive next to you; hence a slight smile appeared on his face as soon as his gaze was caught by your breasts and a drop of sweat running down your sternum.

“You should become a goddess of debauchery.” He whispered directly into your ear, tightening his fingers on your skin, and you only giggled, changing the pace of your movements to a much slower one. “Such a good whore.”

“You like it, don’t you, Poseidon, my love?” You replied with a slight madness in your eye, to which your husband only snorted with laughter. A quick moment later, you felt your body rise and drift in the air, and then your back touched the sheets on the bed. Before you could catch your breath, the lord of water began to fuck you like there was no tomorrow. Your mouth screamed the man’s name faster before your brain thought about it, and you automatically tightened your hands on your husband’s skin. You felt the orgasm approaching and taking over your body. However, before you gave yourself over to the carnal pleasure, your head fell to the right side towards the door. It was on their threshold that through your hazy vision you noticed a tall figure with a male silhouette.

Poseidon certainly sensed the presence of the intruder, but his zero shame allowed him to continue fucking your sore pussy and nibbling on your left, next right, nipple. After releasing another moan from between his lips, the figure began to take on sharper shapes. After a few longer seconds, you realized that the figure standing in the entrance to the bedroom was Poseidon’s older brother – king Hades. He was dressed in his typical black outfit, silver jewelry with the addition of obsidian, and his hairstyle was impeccably done. Before you spoke, Hades rolled his eyes. “Your behavior are about to cause a flood in Halheim.” He said disconsolately, although you both knew that the sight that greeted him was not at all unattractive or annoying. Leaving aside the issues of his brother over your body, your tired figure, predatory look and saliva leaking from the corner of your mouth were one of the most beautiful views Hades had seen in a long time, leaving the world of the dead. You couldn’t pass him by indifferently, knowing how lonely your brother-in-law was; he rarely visited his younger brothers or other Greek gods, he was rather focused on himself and his duties.

“... Wanna join?” You asked in a confident tone, knowing perfectly well that your husband wouldn’t refuse you anything. You could ask him for a star from the sky, and he would get you three of them, knowing perfectly well that they would beautifully decorate your cleavage and ears. You could say that you don’t like kale, and he would get rid of it in the entire kingdom, apologizing to you for this oversight. You could also invite his brother to your bedroom, and he would eagerly await how Hades would take care of your pretty plump mouth and sweet clit.

There was no need to wait long for an answer to your question; on the way to the huge marital bed, Hades got rid of his coat, pants, shoes and shirt. His cock seemed to be the hardest thing in the world, and when your body was thrown again, you could swear that you would cum on your husband’s stomach. This time you were riding Poseidon, and Hades stopped behind your back. While your partner was playing with your nipples one more time, the older man kissed your left shoulder. You felt his dick touch your back, and his hair tickled your skin and forehead.

“You’re quite brave, Y/N.” He said quietly, and you shivered at the sound of his voice and breath on your body. You felt his gaze surround you with an invisible aura.

“After all, I am the wife of Poseidon, the king of every ocean.” You answered, looking down at the aforementioned.

“From today on, also the lover of the lord of death and the dead.” Hades corrected you, simultaneously entering your other, tight hole from behind. The size filling you made you cry out, tightly gripping your husband’s waist. You had never felt such overwhelming energy on your own and in your body. “You are an amazing goddess of sky, Y/N.”

“… She knows about it, Hades... You better fuck her good, brother. I don’t want my queen to be dissatisfied.” Your conversation was interrupted by the blond god, who was measuring his siblings with a cold gaze.

“Don’t worry about that, Poseidon. She will certainly be very pleased.” He bit your earlobe, causing your whole body to tremble.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; studies!au; living together; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, size kink, cunnilingus, overstimulation, doll names

author’s note: murasakibara? i am in

Renting an apartment with Atsushi was one of the best decisions you’ve made in your entire life; cooking together, taking care of each other, beautifying the house, buying a new, fragrant Christmas tree every year and going for daily walks were something that put a sincere smile on your face and relaxed your whole body and mind. Having your boyfriend by your side made you feel much better mentally, and you could always count on his support during a hard day at college or a busy weekend at your parents’ restaurant. Many conversations and understanding each other helped you make mature and mutual decisions.

Thanks to living together, you could also be much closer to each other than ever before; it wasn’t just about eating meals together or shopping in the grocery store, but most of all about sharing a bed and intimacy, which was the most valuable form of sharing free time for you, especially now that he was busy with basketball and you were busy with your studies.

“… Atsushi, stop it right now.” You laughed under your breath, trying not to mess up the induction cooker because of him. You were in the middle of making Italian pasta, and your boyfriend was trying to distract you from cooking – which was surprising, considering that no one loved your food more than him.

“You look so beautiful today.” He murmured directly into your ear, and you just nodded. That wasn’t true; you had his old Hulk-themed shirt, your hair was messy, and ducky slippers. “Give me a kiss.” He said a little louder, and you sighed.

“Baby, or I’ll never finish dinner.”

“Dinner can wait. I am not.”

You gave up. You turned off the burner and turned to your boyfriend, waiting for him to make a move. Never before had Atsushi been so eager for physical contact and your closeness. It was both funny, sweet, and suspicious. And you already knew why. Without the slightest problem, your tall boyfriend lifted your body up and carried you in his arms to the bedroom, on the other side of your apartment. In the bedroom, he immediately laid you on the bed and kissed your left leg from the ankle to the groin. He stopped for a moment at your thigh, pinching and teasing it, until he finally lifted your shirt a little and took off your lacy panties in a shade of light blue. Your pussy was already wet and thirsty for touch, so first Murasakibara blew warm air into it straight from his mouth, and then touched it with his tongue, causing slight shivers down your neck.

“So pretty when you look at me like this.” He said, looking at you from between your thighs, and you felt a burning heat on your face. As soon as his tongue slipped between your labia, you covered your mouth with your hand. Atsushi definitely knew what to do to drive you to the edge of madness.

As soon as his free, right hand touched your entrance and made circles around it, you arched your back a little to feel the warm touch and the pads of his fingers more thoroughly. At some point you even decided to intertwine your own fingers in his soft, light hair, pulling them from time to time due to the movements of his agile tongue and skillful – probably from basketball – fingers. You felt your juices dripping onto his chest, and yet he didn’t stop giving you pleasure; he played with your pubic mound, nibbled the skin around your pussy, fucked you with his fingers and licked your clit with passion, causing spasms and chills in your whole body. Every time you were close to climax and orgasm he slowed down, kissing the insides of your thighs and the skin around your belly button, to after a short break hit your uterus with his fingers even harder or massage your clit with his thumb. You almost cried with delight and pleasure.

At some point, when you were close to the end once again, he stopped completely. From the corner of your eye you only noticed his red cheeks, wet lips and the bulge in his shorts. It didn’t take long before Atsushi took off his shirt and bottom clothes, and his cock hit your leg. As soon as he grabbed it in his hand, you noticed the veins full of blood and the cum dripping from its head. Then he moved his swollen cock right to your pussy, looking you in the eye.

“… Do you have anything else to say, fuckdoll?” He asked with a sneer, and you shook your head. You had nothing more to say. You wanted him to fuck you so hard that you wouldn’t be able to finish today’s tasks and dinner. Nothing else mattered to you anymore.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; soft romance; fluff; comforting; hugs; sfw

author’s note: hope you like it, anonnie!

The last week had been incredibly tiring for Hajun; not only had he played four concerts in Osaka, Tokyo, Kyoto and Fukuoka, then had a fight with Allen while writing a new song for his upcoming album, but on top of that, the atmospheric pressure had given him a massive headache that even a pill couldn’t handle. That’s why the twenty-one-year-old hadn’t been able to do anything productive today except lie down, sleep and drink a lot of water.

You came back from work after three in the afternoon and you immediately felt on your skin that something was wrong. Hajun hadn’t been playing on the console, tapping his fingers on the counter looking for inspiration, singing to himself, taking a shower or cooking dinner for the two of you like he usually did when you went on morning shifts. However, you could feel a dead aura coming from the bedroom, and as soon as you peeked out from behind the threshold to see what was going on with your boyfriend, you felt slightly sad when you saw him sleeping and cuddled up to your pillow. On the nightstand you also saw a pack of headache pills and a glass of water with an ice cube that was slowly melting.

Not wanting to wake your partner from his sleep, you slowly went to the kitchen to prepare a quick meal and a warm drink for the two of you; you decided on simple onigiri with tuna paste, sriracha and pumpkin cocoa with lots of small marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. You finished the preparations in less than an hour, and at the very end you placed eight onigiri wrapped in nori on a tray next to two cups of drink.

After turning off the light in the kitchen, you went to the bedroom, put the trays on the nightstand, and then sat down on the bed, touching Hajun’s warm forehead. He didn’t seem to have a fever and he definitely wasn’t sick, but you knew perfectly well how he reacted to high blood pressure and stress.

“Hey... Hajun…?” You whispered, not wanting to scare him. The boy opened one eyelid, then the other, then frowned at another attack of pain in the temples of his skull. “I made some snack for us... Does it hurt a lot?” You asked worriedly, to which he nodded slightly. “Aw. Poor thing.” You sat on your ankles next to him, massaging his head. This caress didn’t last long, however, because after a moment your boyfriend grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him, causing you to fall onto the mattress and pillow right next to him. You spread your arms and without surprise you felt his head melt into your chest, and your breathing normalized.

“Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

“But our food and cho…” You started, but Hajun only hugged you tighter.

“Please.” He repeated, avoiding your gaze. After all, you hadn’t seen him in a meek, calm and submissive version for a long time.

“… Fine.” You replied, hugging his neck tighter.

You didn’t even realize when the cocoa and onigiri were forgotten and you were attacked by sleep and the desire to rest. It was a really positive ending to the day.

# tags: scenario; enemies with benefits; kinda pwp; little bit of romance; mostly drama; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, quickie, no condom, no kisses, no after care, cigarettes after sex

author’s note: thank you too! sorry for waiting so long :(

You and the Moriarty brothers had been fighting anonymously for a very long time. You were an elusive woman with a cunning gaze, a passion for firearms, and the only creature you loved more than life was your cat – Lucius, a black and white stray soul that you found three years ago outside a brothel. You lived modestly, although from robberies, frauds and thefts you had quite a large sum of money saved up; however, for years you had dreamed of moving to another country, hence your frugal and organized approach to spending money. However, you did not spare pounds on your cat, that was an exception to the rule.

Although you and the three brothers had had a quiet war between them and you for years, and although they saw you as an enemy, they never had enough evidence that you were responsible for the aforementioned robberies or bankruptcies of high-ranking people or their businesses. And even if the youngest of the three brothers was incredibly close to you, so close that he was fucking you on your couch, he still couldn’t get confirmation from you that you were responsible for these situations.

Louis was a handsome, calm and composed man, and he was also a great cook and had high personal culture and respect for women or the elderly. Nevertheless, your nature didn’t allow itself even an ounce of feeling towards him, much less confirmation of his and his two brothers’ thoughts. You were like two opposite poles that, if combined, could cause a disaster. At this moment, however, thoughts about your differences were muffled by the sound of bodies bouncing against each other, your moans and the sighs of the man with light blond hair.

“You’re really beautiful when you’re not robbing banks.” He murmured in your ear, and you only rolled your eyes, squeezing his bare shoulder.

“I’ve never robbed a bank, idiot.” You answered falsely, with a hint of irony in your voice, to which Louis only laughed. “What? I’m telling the truth.”

“Sure.” His movements were quick, a bit sloppy, although you wouldn’t argue saying that he was the best lover you’ve ever had. Although he gave you indescribable pleasure, deep down you hated him as much as he hated the other side of you, which was evil incarnate, a cheater and manipulator. That’s why your sex was based only on a quickie, a few exchanges of words, sometimes a cigarette lit together, but nothing more. No kisses, no hugs, no questions if it hurt and if it was good.

When you changed positions and you were on top, Louis only suck your nipples and bite them with his white teeth. Your body went through a dozen shivers per minute. The couch under you was wet, and your bodies were sweaty. Heavy breathing interspersed with orgasm ended this meeting. Tired and with cum leaking from your pussy, you reached for a cigarette and a black lighter. Louis put his clothes on without a word, then turned to you in the doorway.

“I’ll catch you next time, Y/N.” He smiled and leave after a moment.

“I’ll kill you next time.” You replied, blowing out the choking smoke from your lungs.

The truth was, he would never catch you red-handed, nor did you ever intend to kill him. After all, you wouldn’t last longer than three days without each other, because that was your limit when it came to sexual abstinence.