Imagine Humiliating Douma In Front Of His Followers By Putting A Vibrator In Him When He Sits On His

imagine humiliating douma in front of his followers by putting a vibrator in him when he sits on his throne listening to his followers, and then spreading his legs or bending him over on the same holy throne, maybe even letting his followers walk in on their leader in such a position..

AHHHHHHH

idk man, i don’t think he would be humiliated by it, maybe slightly, but the idea of him being watched literally sends him into a mini euphoria.

i think he would like to be in a position where is draped across his throne, with you sitting on the arm rest, and you hand jerking him off. his legs are spread for everyone to see and he seems to be melting into your touch.

and when somebody does walk in, it only makes him moan out louder. he wants them to hear him, wants them to look at their leader in disgust, it turns him on to such an amount that it sends his head spinning.

tho, it can happen only once, because he most likely would kill any of the followers that did see him after. :/

I SAW YOUR ASKBOX WAS OPEN SO VAN I REQUEST HOW KAZUTORA, CHIFUYU, MIKEY(seperate) WOULD REACT TO HAVING A LOVE RIVAL COMPETITING FOR THEIR CRUSHES ATTENTION?

baji keisuke, chifuyu matsuno, & sano manjiro [mikey] competing for their crush's attention: headcanons

[𖤐] hi anon, thank you for requesting! i don't currently write for kazutora, so i replaced him with baji because uh baji brainrot i hope you don't mind! so, for future reference, here are my requesting rules!! hope you guys enjoy!

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baji keisuke:

✂︎ in the first place, i really do feel for anybody who even tried to go after anybody that baji likes, because he is an actual menace.

✂︎ he’s extremely annoyed that there seems to be somebody who is going to try and “compete” with him for your attention, and he’ll literally be by your side 24/7, making sure that they don’t even have a chance to get close to you.

✂︎ his jealousy will be absolutely unbridled; it’s very obvious to everyone around him that he’s now in a full-out undeclared war against this person, and he’s extremely determined to win.

✂︎ this dude has no shame, and will loudly announce that you’re his in front of everyone, (even though the two of you aren’t dating) as an attempt to make the person back off.

✂︎ he’ll go to chifuyu and ask him to keep an eye on the person to make sure that they don’t do anything if he ever needs to be away from you for a while.

✂︎ if the person doesn’t get the hint to back off, he’ll definitely corner them somewhere and ask them what their intentions are with you, and will basically just completely bombard them with questions.

✂︎ depending on their answers, he may or may not beat the shit out of them. if they say they just think that you’re someone they can make into their plaything, baji will not hesitate to send this person to the hospital for a couple weeks. if it’s just some shy and quiet type, he’ll tell them to back off, and that you’re his.

✂︎ might set the person’s car on fire.

✂︎ obviously, you have no idea what’s going on, so it’s a bit confusing to you when you notice baji start to be more touchy around you, and when you realize that he’s just been around you a lot more in general. if you ever ask him about it, he’ll completely deny it and call you crazy.

✂︎ “huh? tf are you talking about, i always act like this.”

✂︎ lord help this person if they continue to try and pursue you. he might get so fed up with it that he actually tells you about what’s going on, and might accidentally confess, though he’ll play it off like that was something he meant to do, (the flush on his cheeks says otherwise). maybe i’ll make a part two oneshot to this

chifuyu matsuno:

✂︎ he’s not going to take it lightly, so he’s going to pull out every trick he has in order to make this person go away, or get some sort of sign that you like him, whichever one came first.

✂︎ he might go to baji for help at first, but swiftly changed his mind when he realizes that baji’s solution is to just beat the person up so that they know not to touch you, (he doesn’t want to scare you though, so he immediately scraps the idea).

✂︎ his first plan of action was to pay extra close attention to you whenever you were talking, and to make sure that he remembered all of it. anything that he deemed as even remotely important, he would store in his mind for conversation later. this was definitely noticeable because you started to see how chifuyu would remember some things that you said in conversation, and mention them to you later on, (it’s pretty sweet to be honest).

✂︎ “you mentioned that you wanted some takoyaki, right? i figured we could stop by here before we went to the arcade.”

✂︎ his second plan of action is to try to disrupt your interactions with this other person. this part of his plan doesn’t go very well, mostly because the moment he sees the two of you hanging out and laughing with each other, he starts to wonder if perhaps this other person is better for you than he is, and he’ll get so caught up in his thoughts that he misses his chance to interrupt.

✂︎ chifuyu isn’t really subtle in hiding how he feels, (even though he thinks he is) so he’ll definitely get approached by his “love rival”. if he learns that the person doesn’t actually have any feelings for you and just wants to play with you, he’s going to be pretty pissed off and will use it as even more motivation to get this person out of the picture.

✂︎ he’ll be fairly jealous if you start to hang out more with this person instead of him, and might randomly show up at your house with some food, asking if he could come in. he’ll ask you a little bit about the person, and will try to get more information on how you feel about them.

✂︎ “so, what do you think about (r/n)?”

✂︎ eventually, he’ll confess to you after he sees this person starting to get really touchy with you. he doesn’t want to miss his chance, and even though he’s really nervous, it’s something he’s willing to do, because if he ever had to see you with his “rival” he would never be able to forgive himself.

sano manjiro [mikey]:

✂︎ i really don’t even know who would have the guts to try and go after the person that mikey is clearly interested in, but may their soul rest in (pieces) peace. 🙏🏽

✂︎ this boy has no concept of boundaries when it comes to his jealousy, and he will literally be glued to your side whenever he sees the person around. his arms might be around your waist, or he might plop his head on your lap so that you can’t get up and talk to them.

✂︎ if he sees the both of you talking, he’ll immediately be interrupting the conversation, no shame at all. he’ll make up some bogus excuse that you have somewhere to be with him, and that you have to go. if you ask him why he did that, he’ll just say that the person was bothering him, and you’ll be pretty confused on how, but he won’t elaborate.

✂︎ he’s going to be very annoyed about it, and he’s not sure why, (draken literally has to tell him that he’s jealous for him to understand LMAO).

✂︎ “why do you even hang out with them anyways? i’m so much cooler, so you should just come hang out with me instead!”

✂︎ honestly? just extremely annoyed whenever he sees this person, and won’t hesitate to talk to them and tell them that they need to back off of you. this person definitely knows who mikey is, and might taunt him a bit, saying that you weren’t actually his, and what was he going to do about it? was he going to beat him up? trust me when i say this person was bluffing, and that they couldn’t actually take it when mikey decided to beat him up.

✂︎ you’re pretty confused once you realize that your partner for your project had stopped talking to you, and instead kept communications completely over text, and would never talk about anything other than your project now. if you ask mikey if anything happened, he’ll act completely clueless.

✂︎ “oh, that was the partner for your project? well that sucks, you probably wish you had me as your partner, right?” you’ll never be able to find out what happened. r.i.p that poor soul.

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help me finals are killing me and my teachers only gave us study material the day before I am stressed

hi ! i’m not sure if ur reqs are open but i was wondering if i could get a bff gojo x fem reader having sex for the first time even tho they’re just besties ^.^ i’m in love w bff gojo + i love ur writing !!

 BFF ! ( best friends who fuck )

⋆ mdni. cunilingus, pussy drunk Satoru, a bunch of praising, dirty talk and pet names like baby, princess, pretty, angel ‹3. ( nonie ily this idea made me scream for a good while and also thank you so so much ! im happy u like what I write 𖹭 ) and yes! my requests are always open

 ⋆ side note: it’s up to you to decide if they're virgins or not ajsgshsh I left that open to interpretation lol.

late night friday movies with Satoru where a must, cozy blankets covering your thighs and whatever it could from your best friend’s incredibly long legs propped up on the coffee table. what started with you both picking whatever cringe movie and attempting to watch through it, ended up with giggled remarks of the horrendous plot and terrible acting in the screen.

Satoru’s rambles over any minor detail were expected, what you did not expect was for him to suggest something completely unexpected, “have you thought about it?” he asks, a big chunk of ice cream down his mouth while pointing at the tv screen where the main two characters were currently passionately making out, “you and me?”

the saliva in your mouth chokes you for a brief second before turning your head towards the man with the cocky smile, “you’re kidding”

“i’m not” he speaks, remaining unbothered, eyes glued to the now clean spoon, “we’ve known each other since so long, don’t you think our sexual chemistry would be amazing?” Satoru smirks, now turning and leaning closer to your wide eyed face.

you couldn’t deny your best friend was incredibly hot, bright blue eyes and messy white hair with matching long eyelashes, he was ethereal and Satoru thought the same about you, he never admitted how fucking gorgeous you were but his continuous praises in the shape of petnames was, hopefully, enough for you to see.

“i don’t know...” you bite your lip, a slight tug on your belly making itself present at the closeness of him, subtly forcing you to lean back until your head laid on the armrest and Satoru’s body towered over yours.

“c’mon pretty, don’t get all shy on me” he rasps, “i bet i can make you feel so good, i know your cute body like no one else” and to be fair, he is right, multiple tickling fights have had you confessing your sensitive spots to Satoru, which now he attempts to use them for your pleasure.

you whine, low and almost inaudible, “promise our friendship won’t change” you reply, and it’s all Satoru needs, a strained ‘promise’ muttered before his lips crash on yours with a satisfied groan, his tongue is quick to meet yours, tangling and allowing the lewd sound of saliva and lips crashing resonate under the tv sound muffled in the background.

“haaa” he gasps once you break the kiss, hands eagerly pulling, squeezing and tugging on your skin and clothes until you’re laying naked under his body, Satoru’s quick to take off his shirt and toss it aside along with the mess of cloth in the floor, “you’re so sexy, baby, so fuckin’ gorgeous” it’s a dark murmur, sliding your panties down for his eyes to see the threads of slick connecting your folds and the fabric, a broken sound coming from his lips as if he just got punched in the gut.

“gonna make you feel so good, princess” Satoru speaks to himself, eyes glued on your cunt as he lays down between your legs, fingertips parting your glistening folds with a soft gasp, truth to be told, he’s never been so turned on in his whole life, “wanna eat your perfect cunt so bad” he shakes, slowly grinding his boxer clothed cock against the couch, a single hand coming up to squeeze your tits while his tongue took a tentative lick on your slit that made his eyes roll.

“fuck!” you both whimper at the same time, with Satoru’s mind reeling at the taste of you, driven by his lust and pulsing cock as he leans down and attaches his lips to your pussy, messily and desperately eating you out with his eyes crossing from pleasure, a couple groans expressed directly on your sensitive flesh.

“so good, baby, you taste amazing” Satoru slurs, holding onto your asscheeks and pulling you up slightly, on the perfect angle to make out with your cunt. the moans you let out are music to his ears, driving him to plunge his tongue deeper, squeeze your ass harder and moan louder.

“’Toru, i’m so close” you squeal, expecting for him to pull back, to let you catch a break but surprisingly, he just goes faster, the sounds of his tongue in and around your pussy only increasing, fueling you to squirm and tug on his soft hair until you’re spasming around his tongue with a broken cry.

yet his tongue doesn’t stop for another couple of minutes, allowing you to ride your orgasm and buck slightly, fucking yourself on his eager tongue, “you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever tasted” he finally grunts, voice hoarse and eyes almost black by the lust etched in his brain, the spot under his hips sticky with the copious amounts of precum his twitching cock spurted, “you’re letting me fuck you now, right princess?” Satoru murmurs, not really expecting a reply before tapping your puffy clit with the glistening tip of his cock, eyes fully focused in the way your mixed juices stick to his cock with each soft tap.

then you nod slightly, a quiet “please”, followed by your hands on his hips and he’s inching inside of you, barely spreading your folds around his girth but Satoru already feels like he’s about to faint.

“a-ah, fuck...!” he groans, shaky fingers grasp your waist and the armrest above your head, and from where you laid you could see his abs clenching, chest heaving, eyes blurry and jaw slacked, letting out loud puffs of pleasure, absolutely fucked out. it takes his whole strength to bury the rest of his long cock inside your warm cunt, groaning like it fucking hurts, but in reality, the thing it hurts him is thinking why you haven’t fucked earlier. “you’re an angel, you and your heavenly cunt” it takes everything in Satoru as not to drool and pant like a dog, slowly and sloppily fucking into your warmth, his nails are probably ripping the leather of the couch but he doesn’t mind, hell no, his mind is fully absorbed and bordering on insanity at the feeling of you, “tell me how it feels” he begs.

“so good, ’toru” you whimper, eyes not certain if to see his fucked expression or look down to where his cock buries inside of you, coming out glistening by your dripping slick, “my pussy feels so good”

“fuck, baby!” his eyes close shut, a shudder running down his spine at your words, only encouraging him to go faster, the squelch of your cunt and his balls smacking on your ass growing, “that’s right, only i can make you feel this good, hm? no other boy you’ll sleep with will make you feel like this” he roars, “this pussy is made for me to claim and mold you to the shape of my cock” his thrusts are now erratic, panting so loud you’re unsure how he hasn’t choked yet, but the continuous smack of his tip on your g-spot makes you forget about anything else, mouth open and eyes crossed as you feel yourself cumming unannounced.

“oh, god, you’re cumming?” he sounds shocked, eyes widening and cock throbbing at the sensation of your cunt sucking on his length with each thrust, as if not wishing to let him go, “i’m so close, baby, so fuckin’ close” all you hear through the slight buzz on your ears is babbling, incoherent mumbling of Satoru speaking to himself, fucking himself stupid on your pussy before, much against his wishes, pulling out of your warmth and shooting thick ropes of hot cum on your chest, some even landing on your chin by how hard you made him cum.

in the blink of an eye his lips are on yours again, shakily and way too messy for you to follow through the limp state where he left you, but don’t worry, Satoru will help you increase your stamina too, and perhaps, you’ll let him cum inside next time.

I need one with eren talking you through it, when its ROUGH (...and maybe a daddy kink)

ouuuu…..i like the way you think (i made this a plug!eren drabble bc i miss him)

cw include: black fem!reader, bratty reader like real bad, it’s a little angsty but y’all already know i cant resist a happy ending, levi makes the briefest appearance i don’t even mention his name lmao (he’s the supplier), eren is pretty rough, spanking, pain play??? idk man, unprotected sex, daddy kink, overstimulation, spitting, choking, lots of dirty talk, reader eventually passes out from the overstimulation but don’t worry there is aftercare///NOT PROOFREAD

“how much longer ren m’so bored,” you sighed leaning your head against the window. eren looked at the gps on his phone muttering out, “should be there in ten more minutes.” he made a mental note to drive a little more carefully so you wouldn’t bump your head against the window, afraid that would make you more crabby than you already were.

the two of you were on the way to his suppliers house and the long drive had you crawling out of your skin, you were so damn bored. he insisted you stay home knowing you hated long drives but you being you said otherwise and joined him anyways. “ten more minutes?! i feel like we’ve been driving for hoursss,” you puffed air through your cheeks and closed your eyes hoping the next time you opened them you’d be there.

after fifteen minutes you finally made it to your destination mumbling out a ‘fucking finally’ that didn’t go unnoticed by eren. “stay here i’ll be back in a few,” he spoke softly giving your forehead a kiss before making his way into the house. another ten minutes passed and eren still hadn’t come out making your mood even more sour. you nibbled on your lip contemplating if you should knock on the door— the angel on your shoulder was telling you to stay in the car and wait patiently, maybe even apologize for being so bratty. the devil on the other hand was telling you to storm in the house and tell eren to speed up the process.

before you even knew it you were getting out of the car and knocking on the door, your bracelets jangling on your wrist as you did so. “who the fuck is it?” someone yelled from behind the door making you jump. “uhm— i’m looking for my boyfriend…eren,” you said back, feeling your heart rate begin to speed up.

a few seconds later the door swung open and there eren was, a confused look on his face. “i thought i told you to wait in the car,” he sighed trying his absolute hardest to be patient with you. you put your hand on your hip, your brows furrowing “you were taking too long and i’m ready to go.” eren grabbed your arm and yanked you in the house before shutting the door, “look i’ll be done in a few just wait her—” you interrupted eren with a sharp ‘no i wanna go now!’

eren’s face turned stoic, showing no emotion as you threw your little temper tantrum. just as you finished your bratty rant a man a few inches taller than you came out of literally nowhere and handed eren a backpack, “sorry for the wait i’ll see you same time again next week.” eren nodded and dapped the man up before ushering you out of the door, not saying a word. he was absolutely fuming meanwhile you were as happy as could be because you were finally heading back home.

the drive back was eerily silent, not even the radio was on it was almost like eren wanted you to know he was irritated with you. finally he spoke up, “why did you act like that?” he asked not taking his eyes off the road. “like what?….” you mumbled knowing good and well what he was talking about. eren let out a long sigh, clenching his jaw tightly. “like a fucking brat,” he spat out now looking over at you. it was silent for a few moments only making him more upset, “answer me y/n,” he commanded making you shrink into your seat.

you didn’t even have it in you to give him a snarky remark. it was still radio silence and that’s what finally made eren pull over on the side of the road. eren grabbed a half smoked blunt from the ashtray sitting in the center console before sparking it, not even bothering to crack a window.

“that guy is like my fucking boss y/n you know this, and you also know he doesn’t tolerate any bullshit i’ve told you this countless times. you’re lucky he didn’t see you throwing your little temper tantrum,” eren didn’t raise his voice not once but you still felt like crying from embarrassment. “m’sorry ren i was just so bored—” eren cut you off quickly holding his hand up. “i told you you’d be better off staying at our place while i went didn’t i?” you didn’t say anything instead you just nodded your head. “you insisted on coming though and when i told you to behave yourself just a for little what did you do?” he asked cocking his eyebrow. you stared down at your lap, twirling the promise ring he’d recently bought for you around your finger. “i was acting out,” you mumbled feeling a stray tear begin to make its way down you cheek, eren was quick to wipe it away though.

eren took a long hit of the blunt before setting it aside, taking your hands in his much larger ones. “hey none of that crying shit now okay? i’m not mad at you,” he said in a much gentler tone. for the first time in what felt like ages you finally looked him in the eye. “promise you aren’t mad?” you sniffled, your eyes glassy with unshed tears. he hummed pressing a kiss to the promise ring, “i promise.” eren reached over and unbuckled your seatbelt, maneuvering you onto his lap. “could never be mad at you even if i should be,” he chuckled pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. he leaned in closer till his lips were by your ear before whispering, “but that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.”

the rest of the drive home your heart was practically pumping out of chest as you wondered what eren planned to do with you. sure he always threatened to bend you over his lap or use you to get himself off and leave you high and dry but he never actually acted upon it. “go inside and wait in the room for me i just gotta make a call real quick,” he pressed a kiss to your trembling hand before sending you on your way. you were petrified yet confusingly excited for eren had in store for you.

‘new level’ by a$ap ferg blasted throughout the cars speakers as eren smoked away the remainder of the blunt he had. he didn’t really have someone to call he just wanted a little time to plot, smoking always brought out the creative side in him. “what am i gonna do with her?” eren hummed, bringing the blunt to his lips.

while eren was still scheming in the car, you were sitting as still as a statue on your shared bed, hands folded in your lap. you were getting a little worried when ten minutes had passed and he still hadn’t come in, but you worries were washed away when you heard the door open. eren made a pit stop at the fridge and grabbed two water bottles before making his way to your room. he had ditched the hoodie he was wearing, leaving him in his tight long sleeve shirt and sweatpants.

he stared at you for a moment, his eyes red and glassy. “take your clothes off, no talking” was all he said and you made work to rid yourself of your crop top and mini skirt. goosebumps began to cover your skin, your nipples hardening from the cool air as well.

eren slowly walked over to the bed, admiring your beauty and obedience before gripping your jaw roughly. “you’re real spoiled y’know that?” his voice held no emotion as he continued to keep your jaw in his grip, squeezing ever so softly to make your lips pucker up. you attempted to apologize, keyword attempted, but it only made eren laugh. “nah i don’t think you’re really sorry, but you will be,” he took a seat next to you on the bed and pointed at his lap. you looked at him with wide eyes and it took everything in him to not crack on the spot.

you slowly but surely laid your body over his lap to which he responded with a low ‘that’s my pretty girl’. he ran his hands over your ass cheeks, feeling up the petal soft skin before giving your right cheek a quick slap. you squealed out his name but he only responded with another slap, this time a little tougher than the last. “shut your mouth before i shut it for you and trust me you don’t want me to do that,” he gave your left cheek three quick slaps, making your body jolt. you were in so much stinging pain you hadn’t even noticed your pussy was dripping wet, making a damp spot on eren’s sweats.

eren swiped two fingers through your sopping folds, a low groan rumbling in his chest at the feeling of your essence coating his digits. “looks like your enjoying this shit a little more than you should huh? so fuckin’ nasty,” he spanked your pussy and that’s when you finally let out a broken moan. eren licked his lips and did it again, and again, and again until your thighs clenched together, the damp spot on eren’s sweats growing by the second. eren threw his head back laughing like something genuinely funny had happened. he lowered his head, bringing his lips extremely close to your ear, “did you just cum from getting your slutty little pussy slapped? hm?”

you were too embarrassed to say anything and just nodded, but that wasn’t enough for eren. his fingers made their way back to your pussy, spreading open your lips before pressing down harshly on your clit. “if you want me to move my fingers i need to hear your voice loud and clear mama,” he pinched your clit harshly and you whined, gripping the soft material of his sweatpants between your trembling fingers. “yes…that’s what i came from,” you mumbled into his thigh, your ears burning from embarrassment. eren yanked your head up by you braids and pinched your clit once more, he wasn’t even close to satisfied with your answer.

“and what exactly did you cum from hm? say that shit or the only way you’ll be getting off tonight is by grinding on my shoes.” he didn’t mean it but from the look on your face you thought he was deadass. it was hilarious to him. “i—i came from you…” eren began to rub quick little circles on your poor clit. “came from what mama? go ‘head and say it.” tears were beginning to pool at your lash line—god this was so humiliating. “i came from you slapping my—hah! m-my pussy! i came from that and it was so—so good p-please do it again!” eren halted his movements, an evil grin making its way onto his lips.

with ease he had lifted you off his lap and had you flat on your back. “you should know better than to ask for shit during your punishment…but i guess all that pretty little head knows is how to spot expensive shit from a mile away and taking dick,” his words were harsh, sure, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have your pussy clenching around nothing. he’s never been this way with you and honestly it was a trip! maybe you’d have to start pissing him off more oft—

“hey? you listening to me?” eren snapped his fingers in front of your face, bringing you back to reality. “yes, yes m’sorry im listening,” eren hummed and gave your forehead a sweet kiss, mumbling something about how the safe-word was ‘red’. “you know i love you more than anything in this world right?” he spoke softly, pulling down his sweatpants and briefs. you looked him in his eyes, giving him a small smile “yes of course i know that ren.” eren swiped his dick between your soaked folds, making sure to bump at your clit with his tip. “good….because m’not gonna lie im about to fuck you like i don’t,” before you could even process his words he fully sheathed himself inside of you.

you tried to pull away but eren made quick work to push your knees to your shoulders, keeping you in the most intense mating press he’s ever had you in. he’d usually prep you a bunch but unfortunately for you that wasn’t happening tonight. “you good?” he spoke softly, tapping your cheek a few times. although the stinging stretch was a bother you had no intentions on stopping him, which is why you were quick to nod your head letting him know all was well.

eren took that as his sign to start giving you rough, deep strokes. “cant believe after all the times we’ve fucked you’re still so goddamn tight,” he growled, slapping your face. it caught you completely off guard by mannn did you fucking love it. “do t-that again—smack me,” eren breathlessly chuckled and happily smacked you once again, giving the stinging skin a wet kiss afterwards.

“f-fuck open your mouth,” you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue with zero hesitation, moaning loudly when a glob of spit fell from eren’s lips and into your mouth. “what do you say?” eren picked up the pace of his thrusts, the harsh claps of his thighs against your reddening up his skin. “thank you—thank you daddy! s-shit m’gonna cum!” you squeezed around eren like a vice, nearly forcing him to halt his movements. “that was good,” he hummed, giving your sweaty forehead kiss.

“but we’re not done yet.”

45 minutes later…..

“oh my fuckin’ goodness,” you sobbed into the pillow eren had pushed your face into. six damn orgasms and he was still showing no signs of stopping. he really was fucking you like he hated your guts. “i know baby, i know. feels good yeah?” eren whispered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe. he had you in backshots previously, but after your sixth orgasm your body had collapsed onto the mattress. he wasn’t even thrown off, instead he just pressed his chest against your back and slowly rocked into you. the damp sheets were now grinding roughly onto your clit and it had you seeing stars.

eren had came three times, each time inside your pussy making an even bigger mess. if your mind wasn’t so fuzzy you would’ve gotten embarrassed from how loud the squelching sounds of your pussy were, but fortunately for you you could barely even remember your name let alone background noise. “that’s right baby just keep on takin’ it don’t run from it,” he moaned directly into your ear as he emptied his fourth load into your spent pussy. surely he was done now right??? wrong. so so wrong.

“eren—daddy i don’t think i can take no more,” you whimpered in defeat as he turned you on your back once more. eren settled on his knees, wrapping your legs around his waist. “you wanna use the safe word?” he queried, stuffing any cum that seeped out of your pussy back into you. when he was met with silence he smirked. “yeah that’s what a thought.”

he tapped his tip against your swollen clit before slipping back into your pussy, groaning at the warmth that enveloped him. “such a pretty lil thing i love you so so much. my sweet girl mmm you’re my sweet girl right? all mine?” he was now babbling nonsense just as much as you were. in the process of fucking you dumb he had also managed to fuck himself stupid. figures.

“o-oh! yes ren m’all y-yours!” you let out a pornographic moan and eren quickly silenced you by wrapping his hand around your throat. there was pressure but not enough to fully block your airway. eren used his free hand to rub sloppy circles on your clit with his thumb, making your body full tense up. ‘cumming…cumming’ was all you managed to get out before a stream of clear liquid hit eren’s pelvis and yet he still did not stop.

“yeah that’s right let it out baby c’mon gimme some more,” eren pulled out and began aggressively tapping his tip against your clit. your back arched off the bed as you squirted again and that’s when you blacked out. eren made quick work to lay down and pull your shaking body into his, mumbling out praises left and right. “c’mon baby come back to me…that’s it there you go, my sweet girl—my precious girl,” when your eyes cracked open you were met with eren’s angelic face smiling down at you. you sniffled, burying your face in his neck. “i’m sorry…sorry for acting out, won’t do it again i promise,” you mumbled giving his neck little kisses.

eren shook his head, that was the least of his concerns all he wanted to do in this moment was coddle you and love on you with everything he had. “don’t worry about that mama, you just worry about regulating your breathing yeah? take a few deep breathes with me,” that helped immensely and although you were ready to go tf to bed you still needed to be cleaned up… and so did eren….and so did the blankets and sheets. “don’t fall asleep on me just yet princess, m’gonna run you a bath okay?” he waited for you to nod in understanding before picking up your limp body and bringing you to the bathroom.

he filled the bath with hot water and your favorite scented bath salts before setting you in there (but not before testing the water to make sure it didn’t scald your skin ofc). while you relaxed your sore muscles in the bath eren changed the sheets, he couldn’t help but smirk at the huge wet spot along with multiple little damp spots on the material.

“how you feeling mama?” he asked as soon as he walked back into the bathroom. you hummed, looking up at him with nothing but pure love and adoration. “sore…and i still need to wrap my hair up…” you trailed off making eren chuckle. he leant down giving your lips one, two, three kisses the last one being longer than the others. “don’t worry about that i’ll take care of it when you get out,” you let out a sigh of relief and eren laughed once again.

man did this man fucking love you. that’s why he got your eyes tatted on his forearm the very next day heje

╰┈➤ Bratty Little Human || Demon Slayer Headcanons

including: douma and muzan

summary: reader talks back and they deserve a punishment from their demon boyfriend. // reader is afab // also both douma and muzan are gonna be rude, they are demons so what else do you expect from them uwu

warnings: biting, choking, blood, slapping, curse words, spanking and implied blowjob at the end (muzan’s part)

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How cute!! He finds is quite adorable how bratty you can get. He loves the way you talk back to him, and he’s quite impressed by your courage because no one would ever dare talk back to him.

But the second you do talk back to him, he’ll grab you with a quick motion and pin you to the nearest wall. “Oh my, aren’t you a naughty little human. Talking back to your master.”

He would lean in as he has you against the wall, gripping onto your wrist quite roughly, not caring if he’s hurting you. He’ll lean in and kiss your neck gently. As you’re enjoying yourself he would dig his fangs into your skin.

Biting hard enough to break the skin causing you to bleed. Making you cry out, struggling to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. At all. Douma is just going to laugh at your pathetic attempt. Blooding dripping down to his chin, he moaned softly as he tasted your blood. He loved it…

As you’re pinned against the wall you would beg out, and that’s what he wants. For you to beg. “Please..Douma. I’m sorry.” And this would make him smirk, he would drink your blood and soon after he would pull away. Dragging his cold tongue against your bite marks.

He would laugh, and grab your face quite roughy. Forcing you to look him in the eyes. Looking into his colorful eyes. “Hm…since you’re my favorite pet I’ll go easy on you. But as for now follow me to my chambers, your punishment isn’t over my little Pet.”

And with that he walked away and you quickly followed him from behind. He stopped and looked over at you. “And who said you can walk?” You were quite confused and as you were about to speak up he snapped his fingers at you and pointed down at the floor.

“You wanna behave like a bitch, then I’ll treat you like a dog then.” And you were quick to follow orders. Getting on your knees and he smiled and patted your head. “Good little Pet. Now come on, your punishment is waiting for you.” He said and walked off and into his room.

You followed him, on all fours. You followed him as you crawl and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Oh god…

Douma treated you more as of a pet rather than a partner. And Douma was only punishing you because that’s what owners do to their dogs right?

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The second you talked back to him he was very angry, how dare you talk like that to the Demon King. Not even his loyal Demons or Upper Moons even dared talking back to him. His cold eyes stare at you, and as your talking back to him he suddenly raises his hand.

Slapping you quite hard, and hard enough to turn your head to the side. “How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who am I! The Demon King!” He yelled out.

Rubbing your cheek, and you quickly look at him. And without thinking you spoke back. “I’m not stupid! I know who you are…you’re selfish Demon who thinks about himself and not me!”

And he was stunned, even by his slap you still had the guts to talk back, Muzan looks at him. As if he was looking into your soul and he started to laugh. As he laughed you felt a cold shiver run through your spine. His laugh was very unsettling…

He began walking towards you, and you backed up. Muzan growled under his breath and grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him. Leaning in, he whispered against your ear. “Wow, look at you. A little human speaking back to their Demon King.”

He decided that you needed to be punished. So he dragged you to his room, once he got there he opened the door and pushed you inside. And your body fell onto the floor making you cry out softly.

Muzan just walked over you and sat on the bed, he patted his thigh. “Come over here.” He said in a deep voice and not wanting to make him even more upset you went over to him.

“I’m going to spank you. Ten times and I want you to count them. Got it.” He said, you nodded and laid on his thigh. Your butt facing him. He couldn’t help but eye your bottom, he slowly licked his bottom lip.

He raised his hand and slapped you hard, making you cry out. “ONE..” You whimpered out, he just smirked. And began spanking you 9 more times. And you sobbed through the whole thing. “Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine… TEN!”

As you sob softly, he rolled his eyes and pushed you off. “Now, let’s put your mouth to good use, hmm?” He said, you nodded and got on your knees and got in between his legs and started to undo his pants. Muzan looks down at you, a huge smirk was across his face.

ﾟ+* ꔫ — 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 ?! 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 ?!

content: gn!reader. tattoos & body marking. mikey: biting, slapping, fingering. rindou: mentions of leashing, exhibitionism. sanzu: multiple orgasms, raw sex. hanma: throat fucking, possessive behavior. nahoya: dacryphilia, overstimulation. dom!chara & sub!reader.

ft: mikey, rindou, sanzu, hanma & nahoya. — . ｡˚ ♡ you get a new tattoo, and they show you how they like it.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° MIKEY walks out of the bathroom and into your shared room, weariness still profound in the bags under his eyes despite the shower he'd just taken, and sees that you've woken up while he was still in the bathroom.

"g'morning." you mutter, pushing away the blankets spread over the sheets as you stretch - and when the hem of your shirt slides up to reveal your lower waist, he notices something dark and curved traced across your skin.

"what's that?" he asks softly, eyes fixed onto the mark, and you sleepily follow his gaze to the tattoo you'd just gotten yesterday. "oh, yeah. i was waiting to show you, but you got home so late. i forgot." you mumble, lifting your shirt up and sliding your pants down a little to show off the ink drawn across the right side of your pelvis, placed at the dip of your hip.

"i got your initials tattooed on me. see?" you don't see the way mikey's eyes widen and flash as he takes in the sight, until he's all of a sudden walking over and grabbing you by the ankles, pulling you in one swift jerk to the foot of the bed.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"mikey — mikey!" you cry out when he pauses his kissing and bites you where his initials are inked on your skin, teeth digging into the sensitive flesh, tongue warm and wet as he licks at you like he's trying to eat it.

his fingers curl into you, pumping in and out of your hole almost too fast for you to take, and it draws moan after moan from you, driving you to your high too quickly — for fuck's sake, you just woke up.

your knees instinctively try to knock together, and he hooks your leg over his shoulder and bites at your tattoo again, letting out a grunt as he pulls his fingers out to slap your thigh, a voiceless order for you to spread yourself out and lay there the way he wants.

"mikey," you beg, as he shoves his fingers back into your hole, making you clench around him. "manjiro, the tattoo isn't healed yet, i just — haah, got it yesterday—"

he cuts you off with another harsh slap, white hair swishing across his face as he glances up at you. you see it now, the way his eyes seem even darker, but also so full of hunger.

"shut up." he growls, licking harshly at the flushed skin of your tattoo. "you're mine, you hear me? mine." if you'd known that getting his initials written down on your body would result in such a reaction from him, you would have gotten it done much, much sooner.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° RINDOU notices the new tattoo you've got, ink curved neatly at the middle of your lower back, just over the dimples that flex as you step out of the pool, water trailing from your body as you stand up and walk over to the table where you left your drink.

he doesn't pay much attention to it at first, because you've got a few tattoos already, so what's one more? and he continues his conversation with ran and kokonoi, complaining together about how the party was dragging on too long, and that it wasn't nearly as lively as the party bonten hosted last month.

then he thinks, wait— and when he looks back at you, looks at your new tattoo again, he realizes that it's his name - or rather, his initials. you take a sip from your glass, finally turning to him and giving him a small wave as you put it back down.

the tattoo is prettily done in calligraphy, but his eye twitches as he locks gazes with you, because there's just one problem. "be right back." he says to ran and koko, before stalking off towards you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀pressing you against the wall, he leans in, breath hot and slow over the still-damp skin of your neck. he places a hand on your back, pushing you flush against the wall and running a thumb over the tattoo that's just over the rise of your ass.

"tell me," he says, voice low and right in your ear. "what did you think, when you got my initials tattooed on your body?" you shiver, unsure of how to answer him, and he offers you his own. "did you consider that perhaps, someone else may have the same initials as me?"

and you realize it immediately, that while you're with haitani rindou, there's also his older brother, haitani ran.

but it's a little too late for that now, isn't it?

"rin," you murmer, as the hand at your back pushes harder. "fuck, i didn't think about that—" he snorts, and drops his hand from where it was at your back, to between your legs, and you flinch at the sudden contact.

"yeah, i know you didn't. we'll have to make amends now, though - if i mark you up all over and have you leashed at my side, then it'll be clear who owns you, huh?" as if to prove his point, he latches his mouth onto the side of your throat, fingers between your legs going to dig into you, and lets out a muffled laugh at the way you try to stifle your moan. "and if they see us here, then it'll be even clearer, don't you agree?"

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° SANZU remembers suggesting it to you at one point - to tattoo his initials somewhere on your body.

but he hadn't expected you to actually follow through, so when you come to him one night, and show him his initials written out in fresh, deep black on the back of both your thighs, he's shocked.

"c'mere, baby, let me see." he murmurs, alienly quiet, and you walk over to where he's sitting and turn around to let him eye the calligraphy traced on your skin.

he grips your waist and turns you around a little, admiring the handiwork in different angles, before he pulls you around to face him and gives you a wide, gleeful smile. "you know what this means?"

he doesn't wait for you to reply, instead grabbing you by the back of your thighs, fingers squeezing the flesh where his initials are printed onto and pulling you onto his lap. "it means you're all fuckin' mine now, and you can't take it back."

⠀⠀⠀⠀sanzu doesn't let you off — every time you try to pull back, he drags you right back in, and hisses whenever you try to climb off of him, grabbing you by the thighs, digging his nails into the skin around your tattoos and making you cry out against the sloppy, open-mouthed kisses he's giving you.

"i love you," he says under his breath, cock leaking into you as he bounces you on it, movements erratic and wild - and you think you've cum twice, thrice now but he's not done.

"i love you, baby, i love you—" he lets out a moan, throwing his head back, and pushes you so hard onto his cock your eyes roll back with the jolt it sends through your nerves.

"ha-haru, i love you too—" he takes your mouth in his, eating up your words and the whimpers you let out as one of his hands slide over to toy at your sensitive spots, throwing stars into your vision. he grips the back of your left thigh and locks eyes with you, looking delighted.

"then cum with me, baby! cum with me!" you nod almost mindlessly - he says it like you have a choice, but he's already sending you rolling into your next high, and then he hits it too, spilling thick seed into you while still thrusting in and out, making it drip out between your legs.

"yeah, take it all, baby!" he groans, holding you close. "fuck, take it!"

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° HANMA laughs when you pull down your lower lip to show him how you've gotten his initials tattooed onto the inside of it, soft pink flesh adorned with bold black.

it looks so cute, and he knows exactly what he wants to do with your mouth now — "you have fuckin' audacity, showing that to me while we're here." he says, looking around the restaurant. "you want me to take you right here, right now, 's that it?"

he pushes your hand out of his way as he goes to grab your chin, using his thumb to pull your lip down and eye the tattoo. the gold of his gaze glints darkly as he raises it to meet your anticipating stare, and he smiles, clicks his tongue.

you know what that means, so you raise your hand and wave the waiter over and ask him for the bill. hanma slaps some amount of money onto the table and takes your arm, pulling you out of the place with him, not even caring for the change or the looks people give you as you pass.

⠀⠀⠀⠀he lets out a shaky grunt, digging his fingers into your hair and bucking his hips forward as you take his cock in your mouth, all breathy and hot with your lips around him.

"fuck, you're so good for me, huh?" he mutters as you bob your head up and down, and he just knows he's gonna cum quick, the image of his initials sitting so pretty in your mouth as you suck him off is just too hot. you hum in reply to his statement, and the feeling only sends him closer to his edge.

you're in the back of his car, still in the restaurant's parking lot, and people are walking around outside - but the windows are tinted and there's music playing - you can't care enough, because he's got your hair in his fist and all you can think of is about making him cum, because now your mouth is officially his to own and use—

"heh," he chuckles breathily. "imagine some other guy wanting to put his cock in ya mouth, and he sees that tattoo." you reach over to play with his balls as you take him as far down your throat as you can, and he stutters, but still isn't cut off 'cause he wants to say it. "fuck, not like anyone's ever gonna get close to you 'xcept me, but imagine - they'll know you belong to me."

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° NAHOYA is complaining about how he's missed you so badly the entire time he was abroad, as he takes of his tie and throws his suit jacket onto the bed, but then you walk up to him, and tell him to take off the shirt you're wearing —

he grins, thinking you're just that eager to fuck him as a welcome back, but then you turn around and show him what you've been meaning to show him the entire time. "got this while you were gone, baby." you tell him, twisting your waist a little. "missed you as much as you missed me."

he's silent for a moment, as he takes in the vertical dance of black cursive down the middle of your spine, notices that those are his initials on your skin, and his everlasting smile doesn't fade as he pushes you towards the bed. "face the mirror. ass up, alright?"

the sound of his palm meeting your ass rings through the room, followed by your whining and his soft chuckle as he rubs the red mark he's left on you, and he picks up his pace— "look at you, look at how fuckin' hot you are with my name on you."

your mouth is open, not in answer but because you're trying to catch your breath, he's going so fast and every time you lose the strength in your arms to hold yourself up for him, he slaps your ass and tells you to keep looking at yourself in the mirror.

and when you do, you see the way your eyes are full of tears now, the way your eyelids are puffy and your face is so flushed, and you see the pace at which he's snapping himself in and out of you.

"'hoya, too much—" he slaps you again, rubbing the flesh to soothe the sting and leaning down to place a kiss on your back where the tattoo is. his curls brush against you as he trails another kiss, and another - and he says, breath hot with his lips on your skin, "you can take it, you're just that good for me, i know it."

then he straightens up again, and pulls you higher up against him, and he laughs at the way you moan when he thrusts into you again.