Should I Also Make Bots For Janitor AI? I Feel Like It'll Be Fun With No Filter Blocking...

Should I also make bots for Janitor AI? I feel like it'll be fun with no filter blocking...

If I do start making bots for Janitor AI, don't worry - I ain't abandoning Character AI HEHE <3

I want a Sylus, where to get one 😭😭

秦彻 | SYLUS ; PLAN

summary | sylus sets a time limit for you to retrieve the brooch from him. unfortunately, you don't get it in time no matter how hard you try, but fortunately, it's sylus you're dealing with.

tags | nsfw (smut), fem!reader, mention of handcuffs, vaginal penetration, creampie, 2.9k words

a/n : inspired from his bond story (?) aka the one where he gets handcuffed to the bed

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“oh,” sylus raises a brow, clearly finding this whole situation amusing. he’s handcuffed to his own bed with you straddling him, teasing him by tracing your index finger over his body. just how cocky were you?

sylus takes a deep breath in. “so you think you’ve got me now, is that right?”

you hum in response, stopping your finger near his abdomen. “think? no, i know,” you reply confidently, letting out a slight scoff. there was no way he could move, so you could find it freely as you pleased. this was the best scenario, and luckily you didn’t fumble it as this was your last attempt before the deadline reached.

unbeknownst to you, it’s not that he couldn’t un-cuff himselfー it’s actually quite offensive that you think that. it’s more of him wanting to see how far you would go if he wasn’t going to intervene, because it’s fun. how adorable you look thinking you’ve won, how eager you look to finally win against him in something. and so, he watches. eyes locked onto your every action and reaction as you try to find the hidden brooch.

you start at the top of his robe near his neck, your hand making it’s way down, slowly feeling for any small and hard object. you pat at the material rested on his chest, but still no sign.

sylus gives you a small smirk, and you narrow your eyes. you didn’t exactly trust him per se, even if he promised to keep his word. what if this was just a trick? what if he was just toying with you? what if he didn’t have the brooch?”

“are you sure the brooch is even on you?” you questioned. his growing smirk was only making you more suspicious by the minute.

“accusing me, kitten?” he asks, feigning disappointment. “you haven’t even finished looking.”

you roll your eyes at his words, mumbling a small whatever under your breath as you continued looking for the brooch. you smoothed your palm down his robe, patting around his waist. still nothing.

you were getting desperate at this pointー you were almost there. this was the best effort you’ve made so far, and you weren’t going to let your plan fail so easily. you swallow, trailing your hand further down his robe, albeit hesitantly. your hands were at his thigh, the thin material the only thing separating your skin with his.

mentally shaking your head to snap out of your thoughts, you continue feeling for where the brooch might be.

suddenly, you feel something hard. it’s hard, no mistake, but it was far from small.

…that’s definitely not the brooch.

“i’d be careful where you’re touching,” sylus speaks, his voice almost making you jump as you retracted your hand quickly. a tinge of red spreads across your cheeks, and you try to defend yourself.

“shutー quiet,” you stuttered. “i didn’t mean to, okay? sorry,” you apologized, breathing out as you tried to maintain your composure. focus on the goal, you repeated to yourself over and over again. you meet his eyes for a split second, and god, you want to wipe that smirk off his face.

he lets out a breathy chuckle, watching you get distracted as you panicked to look for the brooch.

as you get to the bottom, of his robe, you find absolutely nothing. where else could he had hidden it? he had to have it with him… that was a rule, right?

“i swear, you’re playing with me,” you accused, defeated. how was this possible? you set everything up perfectly, and the one thing you couldn’t do was find the broochー despite being able to check him freely? “be honest, is it really on you or not?” you asked, squishing his cheeks together with your hand so he looks at you.

“oh, look at that,” he states, ignoring your question before tilting his head up slightly, glancing at the clock, then back to you.

“time’s up.”

you hear a soft click, your head snapping to the sound of the handcuffs unlocking as you let your hand fall.

your body moves instinctively, feet touching the floor as you push yourself off his bed to make your escape.

…only for him pull you back and throw you onto the bed, landing with a soft thud against his pillow. you try to lift yourself up again, but your wrists get pinned by his larger handsー all the more making it hard to move. you start to squirm a little, but decide it’s of no use.

“you really are naive,” sylus sighs, shaking his head in disappointment. how you thought a pair of poorly made handcuffs were supposed to restrict him was beyond comprehendible. “since you didn’t find it in time, i get to have my way with you.”

“whatever, justー just get on with it.” you roll your eyes, trying to act nonchalant, but you can’t help the sudden wave of pleasure that shoots through your body at his words.

complying, he slams his lips against yours, the kiss filled with hunger and greed. the kiss was far from sloppyー he made sure you felt everything, both physically and emotionally, very calculated. his tongue darts out to swipe against your bottom lip, and you gasp.

he takes this opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, the wet sounds of making out filling his room as he continued to french kiss you.

removing his hand from one of your wrists, he opts to grip your waist instead, subtly pushing your shirt higher and higher, until your bra was exposed.

you shouldn’t be enjoying this. yet here you were, squirming under him as your thighs rubbed against one another, eager to feel any sort of stimulation. his mouth felt so warm as he continued kissing you, and so did the atmosphere.

feeling the movement of your thighs, he lets go of your other wrist, spreading your legs apart before slotting himself in between them, his crotch flushed against you. he doesn’t break the kiss once, letting you grind onto his hardened bulge to relieve yourself.

“sylus,” you breathed out, pushing him away gently to catch your breath. you panted softly, a string of saliva connecting the both of your lips as he pulled back.

“what, kitten?” he leans back smugly, admiring how red your lips were. all his doing, of course. “you can’t even handle a bit of kissing?”

“that was not a bit of kissing,” you retorted, looking away. you noticed your clothes were starting to stick onto your skin, presumably from the heat. you start to slowly unbutton your shirt one by one, but he’s not having any of that.

he smacks your hand away, ripping open the shirt like it was paper, some buttons popping off. you couldn't even protest as he pulled your bra down, exposing your tits.

"what the fuck, sylus! that was my favorite shirt," you scolded, furrowing your brows. it was one of the few shirts you decided to splurge on after contemplating for a long time, and the fact that he just tore it like that...

"how much?" he questions, squeezing one of your tits.

"what? like, a little over a hundredー"

"insignificant," he cuts you off, latching onto one of your nipples. he already knew whatever value you said wouldn't matter much to himー he could buy you a million of those shirts and there wouldn't be a single dent to his bank account.

he continues to suck and fondle, alternating between each tit to give them equal attention. he bites occasionally, each time making you gasp. you thread your fingers through his hair, pulling every time he sucked or bit too hard.

after what felt like hours, sylus finally pulls off you with a pop, staring at the red marks, shining with his saliva around your tits. even better that it's from his doing. he lets out a satisfied sigh.

"don't... look at me like that," you whisper, covering his eyes, feeling slightly embarrassed.

he lets out a breathy chuckle, bringing your palm to his lips to kiss it. "you're getting shy now? you weren't earlier when you were touching me all over," he points out, pulling your pants and underwear off in one clean motion.

"and don't think i forgot when you brushed against my..."

"that's 'cause i was looking for the brooch!" you argued, letting out a defeated sigh. "...just fuck me already."

"it's interesting that you think you're in any position to make demands." he flips you over onto your hands and knees, giving your ass a loud slap, resonating throughout the room. "ass up, don't take your own sweet time."

you clicked your tongue at his attitude, but did as he told anyway. as much as you didn't want to admit it, you were eager. the last time the both of you had sex, he fucked you until you were on the brink of tears, moaning and drooling into his pillows that he had to change them after. it was amazing, to say the very least.

sylus shifts behind you, undoing his robe and getting rid of his boxers quickly. his cock stands erected, large obviously, and it's clear he's already been hard since the beginning. even if you don't turn around to look, you knew just how much pre-cum was leaking from his cock as he rubs the coated tip between your embarrassingly wet folds. so much so that you didn't even need any preparationー not even his fingers to spread your pussy open.

he gives your ass another slap again, before guiding his cock into your tight entrance. your pussy stretches around him to accommodate his girth, instinctively clamping down the moment it entered.

"ngh, sylus," you moan, fingers gripping onto his sheets, pillows, anything you could grab on to as he pushed more of his inches into you. you'll never get enough of how big he feels inside you, the empty space previously now filled to the brim with his cock, stretching you out to mold your insides to the shape of him.

"fuck... always so fucking tight, huh?" sylus exhales, bottoming out inside you. though, there was still some of his length left that your cunt couldn't take in. "this cock is too big for you."

you whined in response, spreading your legs further to take more of him in comfortably, but you could barely do so from how filled you were. there was simply no space inside you.

"aw, too much for you, kitten?" he mocks. pulling back to leave only his tip in, before slamming his entire length back into you.

"shutー ahー up!" you cry out as you jerk forward from the sheer force of his thrust. his hands were wrapped around your waist, pulling you back to meet each thrust of his cock. you should've known he was only going to go faster, his seemingly sweet and slow pace disappearing the moment he starts pounding into you at rapid speeds. his balls were hitting your clit every time he pushed his cock in, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

your sounds get louder and louder each time he fucks into you, so much so that you have to bury your face into the pillow to muffle your moans. it was going to happen againー his pillows stained with drool.

he slammed his hips against your ass harder, hoping to elicit more sounds from you. "sylus... mmph!" you moan, his name coming out unclear from how muffled you were.

"hmm?" he hums in question, pulling your hair to lift your face off the pillow. "who said that you could hide your pretty sounds?"

sylus pulls out before flipping you over again, this time taking a few seconds to admire your fucked out state. your face was flushed, half-lidded eyes and drool dribbling down the side of your mouth. he doesn't think he's ever seen a prettier sight.

"you're drooling," he points out, using his thumb to wipe some of it away. well, you knew that, but you don't care, because at this point, all you can think about is his cock. you've never been more grateful to him, more thankful that you met him, as he pushes his cock into you once more.

your walls feel so good around him, he has to take a brief breather before starting to thrust. such a tight cunt, he thinks again, because it's trueー he's never fucked this good of a pussy. wrapping around him so warmly, clenching onto him in all the right ways. he could die happy like this. he could die happy with you.

"fuck me, fuck meー fuck me," you beg, snapping him out of his thoughts. you push up against him, trying to move on your own, to take more of him in, to just do something. the lack of stimulation was killing you.

"stop," he hisses, gripping your thigh to stop you. "you're going to hurt yourself. let me do it."

and then he starts again, fucking you with so much vigor that you mentally question just how much stamina he actually has. he never lets his pace falter from then onwards, railing you as the bed starts to move along to his movements.

with no pillow to bury your face in, you couldn't hide your moans even if you wanted toー exactly what he wanted. you were screaming, "harderー fuckー yes! right there!"

"so noisy in bed," he groans, hands reaching up to intertwine your fingers with him. a small and sweet gesture, the complete opposite of how roughly he was ramming his cock deep inside you. repeatedly, at that same exact spot that had your eyes rolling backwards. if anyone was outside his doorー hell, not even outside his door, maybe even at a few rooms away, they would definitely still be able hear you.

you wrap your legs around his waist tightly, feeling your orgasm approaching sooner than you thought. "sylus, i wannaー make me cum, please!"

no, he wanted to say. this wasn't your reward, you didn't even find the brooch. but he couldn't. because he was close too.

sylus wasn't going to deny you even if you didn't ask so nicely, even if you demanded him to. he knows the exact look on your face as you cum, and it's the same, perfect, expression that he loves so much each time. at your request, he lets go of one of your hands, dipping his fingers into your mouth before trailing down to rub circles around your clit.

unnecessary? yes, you were already soaking wet. just for good measure, he thinks. besides, you looked sexy with your mouth wrapped around his fingers, almost struggling with how much larger his digits were.

you start squirming, squeezing his hand tighter as he continues thrusting while rubbing, a deadly combo. "fuckー thaaat's it, be a good girl and cream on my cock."

"oh myー sylus!" you scream out his name as your orgasm hits you, eyes rolling back, nails digging into his hand, and your back arches off the bed. your pussy starts tightening and spasming around him like a vice. he feels you get so much, so much wetter that his cock almost slips out of you as he pulls back.

"such a sweet expression," he groans at the sight, pushing your legs back as he tries to angle his cock deeper into you. you try to close your legs from sensitivity, but he simply won't let you, not when he's so close to cumming.

"ohー yes, fuuuck..." he throws his head back with a final snap of his hips, his cock pulsing inside you as he pumps your pussy with cum, his thick load of semen coating your insides with warmth.

coming down from his high with a few more weak spurts of cum, he lets his head fall back down, a contented sigh as he pulls out slowly with a loud squelch. you whimper at the sensitivity, but also at the loss of his cock. his load takes a few seconds to dribble out, thick and creamy, leaving a trail down to your ass.

"satisfied?" he tilts his head, letting your legs down. "seems like you're done for tonight."

"yeah," you breathe out in exhaustion, feeling his hand caress your cheek. "the brooch," you paused, suddenly remembering.

"where is it, and... what's the actual punishment?"

sylus looks at you amused, reaching over to his robe tossed somewhere on the floor, unpinning the brooch before holding it towards you. "looking for this?"

you widened your eyes. how could it have been in his robe? you literally searched everywhereー

"i know what's going on in that little head of yours," he sighs, opening your palm to put it in your hand. "you got distracted, remember? you brushed past it and didn't even notice, kitten."

you groaned in frustration, mad at yourself that you didn't even notice. you basically just accused him for nothing.

"...and the actual punishment? for not getting the brooch in time?"

"no punishment," he states smugly, watching your lips part in disbelief.

"seriously? i put in a lot of effort into these plans you know!" you smack his chest lightly. "i can't believe you."

"i'd say you gained a lot more than you lost," he says as a matter-of-factly, eyeing the white mess oozing out of your cunt.

"...shut up."

ー @yuki-world

AWWW ZAYNE AND SYLUSSS 🤭🤭

Love and Deepspace as text posts pt 1/?

idk i saw these tweets and thought of these gorgeous men 😍

Just thinking about Nanami...

➻ Note: reader has female parts, tried to make this as gender neutral as possible. The grammar might also be off, so sorry about that.

Reblogs would be appreciated~

SFW

He would call you his in every pet name he calls you. It gives him a sense of reassurance that someone as amazing as you is his. Sometimes he would call you his spouse unconsciously when talking about you.

➸ “Sorry, my spouse is waiting for me at home.” ➸ “Excuse me, could you point to me where this flavour of chips is? My darling seems to be obsessed with these lately.” ➸ “Oh? a new cafe? Hm… I should tell my love about this, surely they’ll enjoy it.”

Due to the nature of his work, he sometimes has to cancel on both your plans. However, once he comes home to you, Nanami makes sure that you’ll feel loved — no matter how tired he is. After all, it is the least he could do after missing out on having some alone time with you.

➸ “I’m home… hm? You’re still awake? Hah… I have such a lovely partner…” ➸ “Let me take a quick shower and then we’ll watch a movie you like, how does that sound?” ➸ “Hmm… I missed you so much… ‘m sorry for cancelling…”

This man is such a gentleman, he will ask you for your consent for every kiss he is about to take.

➸ “May I kiss you, my love?”

If he comes home stressed, all you have to do is… cuddle! or make him lay his head down to your lap and massage his head. No matter how stressed he is, these two actions never fail to relieve him.

When you both sleep, Nanami likes to cuddle with your back facing him. He loves nuzzling his nose to your hair, breathing in the scent of shampoo you used and tighten his arms around your waist. In this position, he thinks that he can protect you more easily this way. Enemies will have to go through him if they even think about hurting you.

NSFW

I mentioned earlier that cuddles and a massage to his head could help relieve his stress. BUT. What better way than giving him pleasure to relieve him? Riding his thick cock as Nanami watched you with lidded eyes, hands gripping tightly on to your hips as he let out groans.

➸ “Hah… fuck… You’re riding me so well.”

This man knows how big he is compared to you – so when he’s feeling a bit mean, he would push the bulge of his cock from your stomach — loving how he could see how deep he is inside you.

➸ “You feel that? Yea… Come on, you can take more, can’t you~?” ➸ “Too big? ‘s alright sweetheart, it’ll feel good real soon.”

He takes advantage of the fact that he is stronger than you, pinning you down with just one hand while the other caress your hip.

➸ “So tight... yea?"

He may not admit it but seeing you crying while he’s deep inside you just arouses him to a whole new level. It unlocks a side he never knew existed.

➸ “So fucking pretty for me…”

He seems like the type to want to cum inside you every time he fucks you. The thought of having a family with you, a child calling him papa, your stomach round with his kids.

➸ “Fuck... can I cum inside you sweetheart? I want– ah shit– you’re getting tighter… You want that? Me filling you up with my seed huh?”

⋆ MONSTERFUCKING ft. dragon Zhongli w dicks², Foul Legacy Childe, Capitano w forked tongue.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 cw. f!reader, choking w all of them, oral reader receiving, ( cap. ), doggy ( ch. ) mating press ( z. )

request from @queen-belial

NAVI ⁞ EVENT MASTERLIST

ִֶָ ZHONGLI

“absolutely divine” Zhongli purrs, voice deep and low, almost hypnotizing while dragging a sharp claw across your bottom lip, not deep enough to cut, but it stings the same as your thighs that press against your chest, uncomfortably spread and impaled on your lover’s thick cock, “your body... is made just for me, to accommodate me perfectly” it was a half truth, having spent so many years with him have thought you how to take him, accommodating your pussy walls to the shape and girth of him, and when he’a feeling extra greedy, perhaps let him slide both cocks in you? it’s a bit sad how one of them must be neglected, solely rubbing on your belly to get some friction.

a teasing roll of his hips follows, making you choke on your own saliva and eyes widen, unable to utter a word that isn’t a mindless babble with how deep Zhongli is sheathed, and of course, due to his long, clawed fingers around your throat, having you and your air flow at his complete mercy, “good?... oh, of course it is” a bit cocky, but how can you blame him when your face is an utter mess of tears and whines, not to mention the way your cunt repeatedly flutters around his fat cock, movements continuing although his hips start to pick up the pace, forcing the sticky head to repeatedly slam against your spot and your pussy to gush, only adding to the messy sound of skin slapping.

ִֶָ CHILDE

with wobbly legs and arched back is how you always find yourself after meeting up with Childe at the Golden House, your hands are both bent to your back, held by his one inhumanly large hand around your wrists, almost painfully digging his sharp nails on your tender skin, and the other... is perfectly around your neck, keeping your head up while his fat and long cock slammed into your insides, forcing for slick and precum to ooze out your hole and drip onto the floor.

sex with Childe in his Foul Legacy form is almost with no words, except for the grunts and groans, the slap of skin, and of course, your desperate squeals and screams of pleasure, repeatedly getting your needy pussy abused by the ridiculously large size of him, “it’s... nghmm so... too much...” you're blissed out, absolutely fucked dumb on his cock.

but will that stop him? no, never, in fact, your words only encourage him to go faster, almost lifting you off your feet with how strong... with how big Childe is in this form, causing you to struggle to take him, but the immense amounts of sticky precum he pours into your cunt are good lube at least.

ִֶָ CAPITANO

how many times have you found yourself perched against the nearest counter or table, legs spread and whimpering loudly with your lover’s thick tongue exploring your insides and a hand around your neck to stabilize you, although it often clenched and unclenched, stopping your air flow, almost teasing since your cunt slicked his tongue even more each time his grip tightened.

he groans deep, deep like his voice and deep like the tip of his forked, snake like tongue that pushed up against your pussy walls, dragging more delicious slickness from your hole and into his eager mouth, “so delicious, darling” he murmurs, slithering that two edged, incredibly long tongue of his inside you, exploring every corner of your wetness, cock throbbing under the thick layers of his clothes, something about having you bare and spread while Capitano remained fully clothed was absolutely perfect, only causing his length to throb and twitch at the thought, at the taste of your sweet slick.

a thick and calloused thumb reaches to rub your swollen clit, only encouraging you to cream his tongue, the one that messily slips out of your to lap at your folds, creating a wet mess all around with how lewd and uncoordinated was, purposely drenching your thighs and puffy slit before plunging inside again, mimicking how his cock will fuck you later on.

👀👀

FANBOY TO FOREVER !?

STARRING.

FANBOY! GOJO SATORU X ACTRESS! FEM! READER

SYNOPSIS.

you, a top notch actress met your hardcore fanboy — gojo satoru during a fan meeting. and surprisingly, you recognize him through his VERY peculiar ways to gain your attention. and he's kind of cute too.

HEADS UP.

a lot of cursing, if y'all don't like the miscommunication trope then this isn't for you (miscomms are so annoying in a good way if that's possible, makes my stomach churn tbh), insecure gojo, there's a random male character, crack, cliches, non-sorcerer! au, fanboy gojo, actress reader, partial chatfic.

there are going to be pictures portraying the characters, keep in mind that most of them are just to visualize the pose or what the characters are doing. AND ALSO DUAL POVS between gojo and the reader (will be differentiated by chat wallpapers, see chapter OOO for more informations!)

NOTE.

back during my days in wp, i love doing chatfics, i wonder if i can do it here since the formats are a bit (a lot) different. anyways, i hope you all enjoy this! <33

𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 (ó﹏ò｡)

OOO . . . PROFILES & POINT OF VIEWS

OO1 . . . FANMEETING SHENNANIGANS

OO2 . . . EZAYKIL HAJIME

OO3 . . . MONEY HOGGER!?

OO4 . . . TBA

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