@animangacreators Challenge #29: Drama Genre

the guys in reservoir dogs: *wear suits*

me: chainsaw man reference

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no quirk au stuff

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Just some quick sketchies

ITADORI YUUJI X READER ⟢ mdni. vaginal fingering + feelings.

The sky weeps plentifully, washing the horizon silver. Tears pelt the towering magnolia outside your window, pooling in pointed petals and veined leaves before overflowing, coursing downward to plink onto the sodden earth.

Your bedroom is the same shade of grey. But it’s warmer in here, shared breath and body heat keeping the room alive. The steady rainfall is drowned out by pleased sounds: fluttery whimpers to rival the whipping wind, heady moans more electric than lightning, groans that rumble deeper than thunder.

“One more—hm? Please?” Yuuji mumbles into your jaw, nipping at the flesh with his canines.

Two of his fingers caress you deeply, exploring your innermost heat with tender precision. It’s a day of rest, of respite, of falling apart beneath him over and over and over. His thumb teases your aching clit, coaxing you further toward the precipice, the rough pad of his digit an insistent pull that promises ecstasy.

The whole time (for hours, it feels) his eyes never leave your face, not even for a split second. Wells of sticky honey soak in every crinkle of your eyelid and twitch of your lip. The tiniest pockmark on your forehead and hair on your cheek is dear to him—a vital brushstroke in the art of your being.

There’s something that yawns within Yuuji, cracks his rib cage open and yearns—no, insists—on memorizing every aspect of you. He has always hungered, ever since he was a young boy. He hungered for love and connection and meaning and a full belly. But you stir something vital within him.

He wants to consume you; he wants to devour everything you do. The quirk of your brow and the tinkle of your laugh and the curve of you nail—they all pluck a chord within him that he didn’t know he had. It’s so innate, so in balance with his soul that he no longer knows what he would do without you. A part of you will forever live with him.

Nothing about you is unfamiliar to the sorcerer; perhaps he knows you better than you know yourself. It’s why he insists that you continue, why he has a knowing smile tucked into his lips when you cry out his name and dribble around his fingers. It’s why he allows you to greedily lick yourself up from his skin and settle into his lap, asking for more with a rock of your hips, asking for him.

Kirara is so gender

And Shoko doing God's work

“When it's your time to go, make sure you're surrounded by others”

i l put some cringe lyrics. sparks fly by hey violet plays.

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itafushi threesome where megumi is teaching yuuji how to bottom for you is genuinely going to make me so unwell

tags ; gn reader, referred to with cock but no specifications, bottom yuuji, bottom megumi, top reader, rough sex for megs (choking, degradation) and gentle for yuu <33 18+

You're rough with Megumi, and very gentle with Yuuji.

He can't help but be conscious of it now that he's finally underneath you. He'd been watching you fuck his best friend only minutes prior to getting him in the bed. You insisted on it - for multiple reasons, none of which made sense to him when you explained it.

("Megumi needs a little more attention or he'll get pouty," You explain it to him with a complete evenness to your voice. His best friend frowns but doesn't contest you and that makes Yuuji feels even stranger. "So I'll fuck him first and then you, 'kay?"

Yuuji just nods at that a little absentmindedly.)

He listened obediently because he's not sure what other options there were. He sat and waited, watched you and Megumi kiss and touch intimately until it was finally time for Megumi to lay under you. Like you had warned him, Megumi does like it rough. Rougher than Yuuji could've ever imagined him to like, given Megumi seems so...uppity. Sometimes. Even though Yuuji also loves that part of him, too.

It was a shock to see his friend liked that. Mouth agape, fingers digging into your shoulder blades and gasping for air. In missionary, both of his legs wrapped around your waist as your thrusts knock the bed frame against the wall. Rough is a kind way of putting it, Yuuji thinks. Megumi moaned the minute your hands got around his throat, and gasped when the pressure got tighter. His eyes fluttered behind the weight of each thrusts, brutal and ruthless. He liked to have his hair pulled, liked to let you talk down to him as you fuck him like he's a cocksleeve. Megumi cums in groans and gasps when you fuck him, and likes to be fucked to the point of tears. He seemed to be happiest when the cruelty was wrapped with praise. All of this made Yuuji's stomach tie in knots.

You're very different when you beckon Yuuji over to you after Megumi is all but fucked out. Gentle as you coax him into bed. You make Yuuji of all people feel small and fragile, like he's not bigger than you both. You get Yuuji ready on his hands knees, making Megumi lay underneath him so the two of them can kiss.

You're too gentle with Yuuji. It doesn't make sense in his head. Your mouth ghost kisses along the thick muscles of his spine, and you have nothing for him but praise. Megumi underneath him makes even less sense. His prickly, sharp, mean friend who he loves - wet-eyed and almost sleepy. It feels like an illusion, all the attitude fucked out of him so sweet.

Megumi kisses Yuuji and takes lead. He tells Yuuji where and how to breathe when he gets too tense. Wraps a hand around his cock when you finger Yuuji open, and watches with lidded eyes as the pleasure changes to pain.

("Don't be tense," Megumi says, completely out of it. "It'll feel better if you're relaxed."

"You should listen to him, Yuu," You laugh, curling your fingers up against Yuuji's prostate. "He's really good at it you know.")

When you push your cock into Yuuji the first time, you let him collapse his weight onto Megumi underneath him. Yuuji can feel his hard cock against the soft plane of his best friends stomach, can feel the pull and friction of yours stretching him wide. He's expecting rougher treatment like he'd seen minutes ago.

But, you're gentle with Yuuji. Like you know that's what he would've wanted. You wrap an arm around his neck and mount him from behind, a soft voice in his ear. Affectionate with your gestures, soft words and tender, loving touches. You press your cheek to Yuuji's shoulder and praise him almost incessantly, for doing so well at taking your cock. A good boy, he's so handsome and strong and takes cock so fucking beautifully - like his body was made for it from the start.

It all falls apart inside of him when Megumi guides him through every strain. How he moves his arms around Yuuji's torso and holds his ass open for you to fuck. He knows enough about it to make it feels smooth and it makes Yuuji's heads pin to listen to it all in earnest.

Squished between you two, Yuuji feels like there's nothing he can do but take it.

And he takes it so well, just like Megumi teaches him too.

Hiromi-kun