!! 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐭𝐰𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 !!
❤︎︎ sorry again for taking forever!! and sorry there’s only 7 this time .. it’s hard to find ts sometimes :(( chris next !
fem viewer!! warnings provided when needed (lmk). mdni. (if i reused any links, no i didnt 😓)
- using your hand while you’re asleep - cw: somno
- helping daddy relax - cw: ddlg
- more breeding :3 - tw: incest caption
DEMONS MASTERLIST. | HUMANS MASTERLIST 2. | MAIN KNY MASTERLIST.
no warnings = fluff
are they vocal or not? — smut (various)
holding hands with the demon slayer cast (various)
first times — smut (various)
kagaya headcanons — smut
sanemi shinazugawa
reminder — smut
secrets out — smut
no more fucking promises — angst
ruined makeup — smut
heart to heart — smut
giyuu tomioka
untold confessions — angst
mission relief — smut
let them hear — smut
wanna be yours — smut
rengoku kyoujurou
mission relief — smut
warm you up — smut
tengen uzui
true art — smut / dc
obanai iguro
just friends — smut
hotaru haganezuka
punishment — smut
shinjuro rengoku
fucked my way up to the top — smut
JUJUTSU KAISEN - TWITTER LINKS
GOJO
GETO
CHOSO
SUKUNA
SHOKO
NANAMIN
for those of you who have been asking for other characters also, yes I’m aware there’s no toji but you ain’t see me make thirst for a broke man
17+ content, ageless blogs dni
here’s more head. overstim, spit, mild manhandling if you wanna look at it like that, poorly proofread
jason todd could spend hours lapping at your cunt. it starts as him prepping you for his cock, scissoring you open and dipping deep inside you until he’s sure he could bury himself to the hilt. but after your third orgasm, he’s given up on that excuse.
“jay- jason,” you cry, foot desperately shoving his shoulder as he sucks on your clit with a hum. you’re overstimulation is easily disregarded, as if you’re not the one he’s torturing right now, and it’s almost embarrassing how deterred he is. instead of pushing him away, you try pulling yourself up, letting go of jason’s hair to tug at sheets.
Jason Todd has a raging size kink. He tries not to make it too obvious in public, tries to pretend that he doesn't notice how standing next to you really highlights just how large he really is. But it's always on his mind, always front and center, even when he doesn't want it to be.
He'll have a hand on your back as he ushers you through crowded parts of Gotham, trying not to think about how large his hands are and how one of them can cup an entire asscheek when he's fucking you.
He grabs things off of tall shelves at grocery stores when you can't reach them. Comes up behind you and picks them up with ease while he's pressed into you from behind. He's peering down at you, a soft grin on his face as he thinks about you on your knees, struggling to take him in your mouth.
When you're playing twister at a Wayne family function, and you end up falling on each other during a wrong move, he watches you break out into a fit of laughs while he turns red in the face. Not from embarrassment, he couldn't care less about that, but because the first thought that popped into his head as you were pinned under him was how much he wished you could stay there.
For a split second, an image is projected into his mind of you squirming beneath him as he puts all of his weight on you. All 200+ pounds keeping you firmly in place as he fucks you good and deep just how you like.
He's scrambling to get off of you now; a shade of crimson akin to the one he dons at night colors the visible parts of his body, and he clears his throat awkwardly as he helps you to your feet.
"In hindsight, he should've played with one of us," Dick says from the couch. He's gesturing toward you when he continues, "he's just too big in comparison. Throw's everything off."
Jason doesn't hear the second part. His ears start ringing the moment he's reminded that everyone else is aware of how big he is next to you, and he's very quickly calculating how many more rounds of twister he has to go before the two of you can politely duck out and head home for a more...intimate version of the game.
starving — lip gallagher x reader
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content warnings and genre: swearing, cunnilingus, face-sitting, nose-sitting, dirty talk, spanking — smut
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synopsis: he's got the biggest, most appealing nose you've ever seen. all you wanna do it feel it inside you.
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lip gallagher loved eating you out—more than anything. he loved the sight of your pretty, sopping pussy catching the light in the rays of light that peaked through his bedroom curtains. he loved inhaling your sweet, intoxicating scent of arousal. he loved the glacé, delicious taste of your juices that flooded his tongue. most of all, he way your body trembled beneath his touch—how your thighs shook as he groped your ass, spreading your cunt apart to devour you the right way. or when he'd crawl in between your legs, legs shakily wrapped around his neck while you tugged at his locks. it was insatiable—he couldn't get enough of you.
on this particular day, you had chosen to do something different, something more vulnerable and compromising. he knew you loved his nose—the shape, the sheer volume and size—so when he called you into his room, you didn't know what to expect.
“i wanna try something with you,” you raised an eyebrow at his statement, curiosity awakening. “you've always had a thing for my nose, am i right?”
your cheeks flushed at the brutally honest question. of course, there wasn't a single gram of dishonesty in his inquiry—the both of you knew all too well what the answer was. you shrugged, almost casually. “i mean, yeah. you've got a pretty nose, lip.” he smirked at the answer, as if he was pleased with it.
“how would you feel about sitting on it?”
there was no rational way for you to react. the question made you shiver, his words shooting straight to your core. you scoffed, breaking into a nervous laugh. “that's ridiculous, lip.” he gave you a look, as if he was telling you he wasn't buying your act.
“is that how we're gonna play?” he fixed his posture, leaning forward as he straightened his back, sitting on the bed, just a few feet away from you. “gonna act like you don't want it as much as i do?” he could see right through your act, a malevolent smirk playing on his face. he analyzed the way your walls crumbled, the way you squeezed your thighs for an ounce of friction. he leaned back, propping his elbows against the back of his neck, using two fingers to motion you over.
while hesitant, you knew you couldn't resist him. his smile only widened when you crawled over to him, straddling his hips before pressing your lips to his. the world seemed to fade away as your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you even tighter against him. the softness of his lips against yours sent shivers down your spine, and you felt the heat between you intensify with each fleeting moment. as the kiss deepened, the world around you ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you lost in the enchantment of the moment.
“panties, babygirl,” he muttered under his breath. he licked a long stripe along your neck with his tongue. you let out a soft gasp as you obliged, hastily pulling down your shorts and panties, leaving your cunt bare as the cool air sent tingles down your spine. “just like that, keep going.” you followed his directions, tossing your panties aside.
you melted into his touch, bare cunt grinding against his clothed boner. he let out a soft grunt, hands gripping your ass, pulling your cheeks apart as he pressed you further into his boner. with a free hand, he tugged his shorts off, proceeding in nothing but his boxers.
“c'mere, baby,” he cooed, motioning you to position yourself above his face. you grew more shy by the second, but you listened to him, holding onto the headboard in order to hover above his face. “look at my girl, dripping all over my face already.” you whined, knowing there was some truth to his statement—you were wet and it was an understatement, slick dripping down your thighs, drops forming and threatening to spill onto his face.
lip was a dedicated boyfriend, and he knew just how to please you. that was precisely why he wasted no time, hands wrapped around the back of your thighs to slam you onto his face, your arousal practically drenching him. you moaned out his name, a string of curses passing your swollen lips as he went to work, tongue pushing past your cunt. he lapped at your juices, tongue wrapping around your clit as he gave it a few aggressive sucks. his tongue was way past your entrance, lapping at your tight walls, sucking at your sensitive bundle of nerves. “lip, fuck—too fucking much,” your moans only encouraged him, your eyes locking as he swirled his tongue around. that wasn't the end, though. it was only the beginning.
when he grabbed onto your hips to lift you up, you were taken aback, but the shock didn't last long. he slammed you right onto his nose, hips holding you in place as he began to bounce you—up and down, up and down. your cries of ecstasy were like music to his ears, his nose acting as your own personal sex toy. it didn't go deep, but it pushed well past your entrance, the width caressing your inner walls. he brought you back up, nose pressing harshly into your clit as he inhaled your sweet slick, right before he began to bounce you once more.
“you like it, don't you? using my nose to get yourself off?” his words were hard to make out, but you understood him. at a certain point, you didn't need him doing all the work anymore—you found yourself bouncing willingly, your orgasm creeping up on you as he groped your ass, leaving definite bruises. “so good lip, 'm so close,” you cried out, your bounces growing quicker and more aggressive as you found yourself grinding onto his nose, loving the way it made you feel.
when he stuck his tongue out, the pleasure only doubled. the strong, wet muscle gave him leverage as much as it gave you pleasure—you swore you could see stars. you pushed harder against his face, his tongue caressing your outer bits while his nose did all the inside work. when you came, you did it was a sob, fingers grabbing onto his hair for dear life, pushing him even deeper into your wet cunt. he groaned from beneath you, lapping up all the wetness you had to offer him as you rode out your orgasm.
you were a fool for thinking this would be the last time.
Imagine being each other's first time. Jason died very young and after that, he was too focused on his revenge. And you simply haven't found someone with whom you're comfortable enough to remove your clothes. Needless to say, you're both very nervous at the beginning because the other one surely had to have some experience because, how could someone this amazing abstain from sex? When the truth comes out it's almost exhilarating. You both laugh about it, but once the jitters settle down, you're more relaxed about it. Slowly, you undress each other with silent reassurance and sweet kisses. When Jason sees you standing in your underwear in his room he has trouble finding his breath. This is really happening, you're here sprawled on his bed with half-lidded eyes and leaning into his every touch. He groans softly into your mouth when his large palm cups your breast. In response, your hips raise up to meet his own, and you both break the kiss with a gasp. His other hand cups your crotch and you can barely keep in your whimpers and embarrassment. Jason grabs the edges of your panties to drag them down your things and you make a weak attempt at pushing him away. No...yes...don't look...keep going. You opt for hiding your face in the nook of your elbow, trying to muffle the quiet mewls. Jason barely registers your protests, he's too focused on soft silken folds and the way you writhe and tremble under him. He decides then and there he will dedicate the rest of his life to recreating that blissed-out expression on your face. There's some initial struggle to make it fit. He's not exactly small and you're still very tight...and scared. Yeah, that too. But you try to focus on his voice, his hand holding yours, the comforting weight of his body on yours. When he finally bottoms out, he has to take a minute to calm down and not come right away. The way you're fluttering around him and the warmth and softness of you are making him pass out. This is gonna be a huge problem for Jason, because this is the best feeling he ever had in his life. Of course, there are some bumps and mistakes along the way, but both of you quickly figure out the ins and outs of this. The night is filled with quiet giggles and soft moans until you fall asleep in each other's arms. Sore, exhausted, and grinning like fools.
(Bonus) Jason or you the next morning: Sorry I kept saying I love you. That was really cringe huh?
Absolutely terrified of posting this…but here are some 18+ Twitter links that I feel like match Anakin Skywalker (tbh some of these I feel like could also match Sam Monroe)
Yawll……dis is horny… so like fair warning
könig p!links masterlist (ongoing)
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okay okay, i kinda got convinced by my bsf to make more :3
SIMON "GHOST" RILEY
JOHN "SOAP" MACTAVISH
JOHN "CAPTAIN" PRICE
KEEGAN P RUSS
KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK
ALEJANDRO VARGAS
VALERIA GARZA
SIMON "GHOST" RILEY
JOHNNY "SOAP" MACTAVISH
JOHN "CAPTAIN" PRICE
ALEJANDRO VARGAS
prt.2 - JUST GO HERE BECAUSE MOST DONT WORK
a/n: so I decided to do one for him only!
warning: first off its sukuna 💀💀, spitting, degrading, dirty talk, anal, punishment, spanking. f! m! oral, fingering, public sex, teasing, angry sex, wlw, squirting, chocking.
characters: sukuna only
SATORU’S PRINCESS - TWITTER LINKS
Swore up and down I’d never do this but it’s too high achool Satoru coded not to…
Jujutsu kaisen men + Twitter links
Toji fushiguro
Shiu kong
divorced!john price who lets his daughter and her best friend (you) stay at his house every summer without fail. divorced!john price who leaves the two of you home alone more often than not when he's deployed. divorced!john price who spoils the two of you when he is home, by taking you out to restaurants and going shopping. divorced!john price who should see you as a second daughter, and treat you as such. divorced!john price who feels like a dirty old man for not thinking that way. divorced!john price who's wanted to feel your cunt wrapped around him since the moment he laid eyes on you. divorced!john price who swears to let his fantasies be nothing more than they are. divorced!john price who gets a text from his daughter during his early drive back that you had arrived sooner than she did. divorced!john price who gets home only to find you sprawled naked across his bed, playing with yourself and moaning his name. divorced!john price who can't help but swallow thickly at the sight of your messy pussy ruining his sheets. divorced!john price who clears his throat, voice gruff, "d'you wan' help sweetheart?"
