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This drabble was brought to you by me listening to guilty by taemin on repeat
Guilty
happy scara banner day!
smut under the cut // MDNI
wanderer x bottom reader smut
cw: gn reader, as in no mention of readers genitals, scara fantasizing, biting, marking, shower sex mention, tba.
The first time Scara opens his eyes after erasing his memories, he thinks he's in heaven, for an angel is standing in front of him.
“Welcome back, Scara!” You greet him with a smile as he steps into your house. He's back from his classes at the Akademiya late today, schedule differing from your own, as you're in different darshans.
“Evening” He answers, voice calm and composed as ever, but you can tell he's more strung up than normal.
“Are you hungry?” You ask, incorrectly assuming the reason for his discomfort. He hasn't told you he doesn't have the need to eat. Or that he's a puppet, for that matter “I'll take a shower and we'll make dinner, sounds good?” You pat his head softly, an action he thinks is not a normal thing between friends, but he isn't going to complain about physical touch.
“Whatever” He grumbles, rushing past you.
He hurriedly closes the door to the room you let him stay in, his room, you call it. It's a testament to just how crazy he's gone, as just listening to call something of yours, his, works him up into a frenzy.
The sound of the shower starts, and he hisses as he peels the fabric of his shorts down, palming himself through the thin fabric of his underwear. He had been uncomfortably stiff all day, the growing heat of Sumeru city meant that that morning, you had decided to forgo propriety and cook breakfast in a tight sleeveless shirt, the peeks of skin making him go insane.
He indulges in his fantasies as he frees his cock from the pressure of his underwear, wrapping a hand around his girth and moving slowly.
He imagines how delectable you would look with him in the shower, silky smooth skin covered in soap suds. His hands would be able to touch, pinch, grip or maybe, you would let him bite down on your unmarred skin.
Maybe you'll let him continue in your bedroom. He quickens the pace of his hand closing his eyes as he thinks of you bouncing on his dick, or how he would like to bend you over, your face pressed into the matress as he fucks into you like a man possessed, your body covered in bitemarks and hickeys.
It's the thought of you bent over one of the tables at the house of daena, drool escaping from the corner of your lip as he fucks his cum into you, that pushes him over the edge. Oh, how he wishes he was coming inside of you.
He sighs when he comes down from his high, quickly cleaning up any evidence of his fun and changes into comfortable clothes.
He decides to start cooking dinner by himself. Maybe if you take long enough in the shower, he might be able to add a special ingredient to your plate.
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will-o--the-wisp · 5 days
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Guilty
happy scara banner day!
masterlist
smut under the cut // MDNI
wanderer x bottom reader smut
cw: gn reader, as in no mention of readers genitals, scara fantasizing, biting, marking, shower sex mention, tba.
The first time Scara opens his eyes after erasing his memories, he thinks he's in heaven, for an angel is standing in front of him.
“Welcome back, Scara!” You greet him with a smile as he steps into your house. He's back from his classes at the Akademiya late today, schedule differing from your own, as you're in different darshans.
“Evening” He answers, voice calm and composed as ever, but you can tell he's more strung up than normal.
“Are you hungry?” You ask, incorrectly assuming the reason for his discomfort. He hasn't told you he doesn't have the need to eat. Or that he's a puppet, for that matter “I'll take a shower and we'll make dinner, sounds good?” You pat his head softly, an action he thinks is not a normal thing between friends, but he isn't going to complain about physical touch.
“Whatever” He grumbles, rushing past you.
He hurriedly closes the door to the room you let him stay in, his room, you call it. It's a testament to just how crazy he's gone, as just listening to call something of yours, his, works him up into a frenzy.
The sound of the shower starts, and he hisses as he peels the fabric of his shorts down, palming himself through the thin fabric of his underwear. He had been uncomfortably stiff all day, the growing heat of Sumeru city meant that that morning, you had decided to forgo propriety and cook breakfast in a tight sleeveless shirt, the peeks of skin making him go insane.
He indulges in his fantasies as he frees his cock from the pressure of his underwear, wrapping a hand around his girth and moving slowly.
He imagines how delectable you would look with him in the shower, silky smooth skin covered in soap suds. His hands would be able to touch, pinch, grip or maybe, you would let him bite down on your unmarred skin.
Maybe you'll let him continue in your bedroom. He quickens the pace of his hand closing his eyes as he thinks of you bouncing on his dick, or how he would like to bend you over, your face pressed into the matress as he fucks into you like a man possessed, your body covered in bitemarks and hickeys.
It's the thought of you bent over one of the tables at the house of daena, drool escaping from the corner of your lip as he fucks his cum into you, that pushes him over the edge. Oh, how he wishes he was coming inside of you.
He sighs when he comes down from his high, quickly cleaning up any evidence of his fun and changes into comfortable clothes.
He decides to start cooking dinner by himself. Maybe if you take long enough in the shower, he might be able to add a special ingredient to your plate.
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will-o--the-wisp · 6 days
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i accept roasts in anon 👹
I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.
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will-o--the-wisp · 8 days
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i want to kms so bad the Palestinian people deserve so much better
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will-o--the-wisp · 11 days
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HALFLING WORM OF PROSPERITY NOW IN HD
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will-o--the-wisp · 11 days
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the new dunmeshi episode was cool because we got to see 4 chilchucks instead of the usual 1 chilchuck. it was a chuckapalooza
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will-o--the-wisp · 12 days
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I’m not “half” of anything.
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will-o--the-wisp · 13 days
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headpats
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will-o--the-wisp · 14 days
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I've been reading dunmeshi and i love that little middle aged man chucklefuck so much
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will-o--the-wisp · 14 days
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come get y'alls food
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will-o--the-wisp · 14 days
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That boy is a monster.
smut under the cut // MDNI
Diluc Ragnvindr x bottom male!reader
cws: male reader, monster cock diluc (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶), anal fingering, deepthroating.
THIS IS PART ONE OF TWO.
“T-that’s” (Name)’s voice breaks as he looks down, heat rising into his head as his confidence lowers. The heady high of arousal is washed off by the feeling of skin resting on his tummy “Diluc, that’s going to kill me” The words come out choked, evidence of both the panic and surprise at the new development. That being, the absolute monster of a cock currently resting next to his one, spanning from where Diluc is resting between his legs, pelvises pressed together, to past his belly button, adding to a hefty girth.
“You flatter me dear” Diluc responds, blush conquering his face. The (Name)’s face has to have a very distinct expression of dread because Diluc continues without missing a beat. “We can’t stop for today if you want dear,it’s not-”
“No!” (Name) says, maybe a little loud. The few seconds have allowed for surprise to ebb into curiosity, the hunger for contact kindling into a flame again. His hands fly to cover his face, embarrassment filling him at his next words “Just.. prepare me well ok?”
“Of course I will dear, don’t worry” Diluc chuckles lightly, bringing his front down just to kiss the skin of the other's forehead his hands don’t cover. “Just relax for me”
The weight of Diluc’s body disappears from the top of him, and his hands fall to the bed, his muscles relaxing. His eyes follow the muscled curve of Diluc’s back, corded muscles moving as he opens a drawer, producing a bottle of processed slime condensate from it “I asked Albedo for it” He justifies the existence of the little bottle quickly. “I knew… this” He lowers his eyes pointedly “Would be difficult.”
“You’re such a sweetheart, Diluc” (Name) responds, allowing himself a chuckle. “Now come here”
“As my prince wants” Diluc smiles in return, sitting on the bed and taking hold of his partner's thighs, opening them more to take a good look at him. He traces (Name)’s erect cock with one finger, the slight contact enough to draw a small moan and a shiver out of the other “How cute.” Diluc says as he circles his hand around the hot skin, moving his hand up and down a few times experimentally, drawing more low sounds of pleasure from the other’s mouth. “Just tell me if it gets too much ok?” Diluc asks, ever the gentleman.
“Yes” The answer comes out in the form of a squeak and the shake of a head. “‘T feels good”
“I'm glad to hear that” Diluc says, pausing for a second to open the bottle and smearing the lubricant on his fingers, rubbing them to heat it a bit. “I'm going to start opening you up dear” He circles the tight hole with his thumb, smearing more of the lube as (Name) makes a vague noise of affirmation. He starts with his middle finger, slowly pushing it in all the way and starts pistoning it with a crescendoing rhythm.
(Name)’s breath stutters at the feeling. It feels so different to have another person’s fingers inside him. He’s eyed Dilucs hands before, big, robust hands with long, firm fingers, hands used to handling a heavy claymore. Just one finger inside him is making fog invade his mind, losing himself to the pleasure as his whole body relaxes.
It doesn’t take long for the pliant hole to accept a second finger. “You’re doing amazing dear.” Diluc says fondly as he moves his fingers in and out, scissoring them at intervals, watching a steady amount of precum drip from his partner’s dick. He licks his lips and without pausing his hand, brings his head down, his mouth enveloping the whole of (Name)’s shaft.
“Diluc!” The other exclaims, hands shooting down to hold into fiery red hair, as Diluc bobs his head experimentally, introducing a third finger without much resistance. “Fuck….fuckfuck diluc don’t stop please” (Name)’s voice is reduced to whining as he feels himself go from tolerable pleasure to close to the edge at an alarming rate.
“’m close” Diluc decides that is time to take him into his throat at the same time that he curls his fingers, rubbing on that spot that makes him seize. (Name)’s whole body tenses as his hands pull on silky hair, Diluc swallowing the cum shot directly into his throat with no problem, sucking him through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
“Are you sufficiently prepared now, dear?”
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will-o--the-wisp · 14 days
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thoughts are going through my head.... the thought is big dick diluc....
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will-o--the-wisp · 19 days
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Bungo Stray Dogs, Chapter 114.5 "resurrectio, Part 2"
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will-o--the-wisp · 2 months
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Reblog for a larger sample size!
No "show results", if you're not a fanfic writer just be patient.
I saw a post about an anon saying it was embarrasing to have an ao3 account in your 30s (it's absolutely not), so I want to do a poll and see what the age range actually is.
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