𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒂𑣲𝄞

❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Nairda❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

or

𓋹Ankh Princess𓋹

𝜗𝜚⋆!! she/her, eighteen, honorary weirdo, toji's brand ambassador, sevika & ambessa’s femme

── ❝𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒇 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖?❞

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in which, sinnersevika! takes preacher’s daughter reader! out on a date.

sevika was sweating bullets standing outside your front door.

it was her first actual date, with anyone.

she never showed much interest in anybody until she met you. she even asked her dad for help, which shocked him because they only spoke in greetings and orders.

“dad.”

her father looked up from his morning newspaper and coffee. black with not sugar, like a real man should (his words).

“yes, sevika?”

her face flushed before she even got the words out, looking at the coffee pot instead of her father even though she stood taller than the man.

“where’s a good place to take someone… on a date.” his eyes widened a fraction, looking at his daughter. she’d never asked him his opinion on anything, so he tried not to ruin the moment.

“well, you’re still young, so nothing too flashy,” he started, closing his newspaper.

“somewhere you can be yourself and still impress her. i’d say that restaurant on 53rd street. they have a nice…ambiance. make sure to dress up, and don’t wear those ugly ripped jeans you like.”

sevika snorted, rolling her eyes and nodded. “thanks, pop.”

he laughed, sipping his coffee. “anytime, kid.” sev was about to walk out before her father stopped her, looking her in the eyes.

“just…be yourself. she’ll like you, for you.” he gave her a fraction of a smile, something big for them.

so now here she stood, at your door with a bouquet that was damp with her nervous sweat.

you said you’d be down in a minute, but she was starting to think you would show-

the door opened, you stepped out and sevika felt like her entire world was standing right in front of her.

you wore an peach, a-line halter dress, flowing fabric making you resemble a flower nymph. you wore gold chunky heels, matching your jewelry. your body was oiled up and your hair was down with your bangs curled.

“hi sevy! you ready to go? ‘m sorry i took long.” you pouted, walking down the steps to her. your eyes fell to the flowers in her arms.

“omg, are these for me?” you cooed, taking them from her. sevika was currently frozen, clearly not used to seeing walking art.

“ye-yea, i hope you like them. my mom helped me pick them out.” she stammered, realizing why you wanted her to match.

she had on a peach collared shirt with light blue dress jeans and brown boots. her hair was in a sleek bun and she wore gold jewelry.

“you look…wow.” she couldn’t find the words. nothing seemed to light a candle to your beauty. you blushed, pulling her into a hug which she immediately reciprocated.

“come, we can take pictures at the restaurant.” you smiled, walking to her truck. she had it detailed just for tonight. there was no way the future mrs. misra was going to sit in a dirty truck.

she opened the door for you, helping you in before getting in herself.

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you sat across from her, busying yourself with the menu since you were too nervous to look her in the eyes.

she looked beautiful you thought, but you had never been on a first date either.

at least not with a girl.

your dad had sent you on countless dates with boys from different churches to connect and combine as a power move, but you never had any interest in guys.

you had known since you were smaller that you blushed more over your favorite teacher giving you a hug than any date with a guy.

“do you know what you want?” sevika spoke up, thigh bouncing to self soothe.

a soft smile spread over your face as you nodded. “the salmon with mashed potatoes. how about you?”

“uh, i wanted to try the ribs with string beans. this is my first time here.” she stared at you awkwardly, making you a little self-conscious.

the waiter came and took your orders, bringing you some sweet tea as requested.

sevika still hasn’t said much, not even bothering to look at you for more than five seconds. it bothered you, so you spoke up.

“is there something wrong, sev?” you tilted your head, leaning in.

it may not have been much but it was enough to make her face heat up. “n-no! why would you think that?”

“i don’t know, this just seems awkward consider you were knuckle-deep in my pussy the other day.” you huffed out, getting looks from a few nosey faces.

she let out a yelp of embarrassment, gripping your hands with her own. “don’t! don’t say it like that!” she leaned back, taking a deep breath.

“let me be honest, princess… this is my first date. i’ve never done all this for a girl before and i wanted to make sure it was perfect because…you’re perfect.”

for the first time since the date started she was being herself and it was refreshing for you.

“it’s okay, sevy, i like you just as much as you like me. don’t be scared, i like you for you.” you rested your hand on hers before she intertwined them.

“plus, considering how we met you shouldn’t be so nervous.” you teased, sipping your drink. she smirked, pulling your hand up gently to press a kiss to it.

“i wouldn’t mind that again.”

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a low groan came from sevika in the cramped space, her mechanical hand fisting your hair.

her pants were hanging off her ankle, legs propped up on your shoulders. her shirt was still on, pulled up to show her sports bra.

you both were in the backseat of her truck, you face-deep in her sloppy pussy.

you were also parked across from the house. your house. and your father was home.

“fuck, you look s’pretty…” she moaned, hips bucking up to meet your tongue as it fucked her. you hummed into her, rubbing her clit with your thumb.

your porch light was one, the only light coming into the dead car. you had about fifteen more minutes before your curfew and you were gonna get the best of it.

you pulled away, licking your lips and smiling at her pout.

“why’d you stop?” she frowned, thick brows furrowed which made you laugh.

“i wanna feel you…” you looked into her eyes, lifting up the thin fabrics of your dress to reveal yourself. sevika audibly moaned, hands already finding your hips to pull you in.

she kissed you softly, already positioning herself to be pressed against you. both of your mouths fell open at the pleasure, sevika using the opportunity to spit in your mouth.

you swallowed it with ease, starting to move against her. the voice of your father and his hatred for same-sex relationships suddenly faded when they usually roamed every conversation you had with sevika.

being this close gave you so much space to breathe, ironically enough.

“b-baby!” you whined, head falling into her shoulder. her mechanical hand gripped your supple ass, the flesh, feeding your cunt two thick fingers.

“i know, i know…” she hummed in your ear, not stopping but speeding up. your orgasm was building, already tearing through earlier than by your own simulation. it’s like she knew your body like the back of her hand.

“oh! ouuu! ‘m coming!” you whimpered, being quieted by sevika’s lips dominated yours. arousal shot out soaking the sheets. your body shook, nails digging into her shoulders.

she let you ride it out, pressing soft kisses on your face. “you did so good…” she smiled, tilting your chin up to her. “did you like our date?”

she looked a little curious, making you blush. “i loved it, sevy, ten out of ten.” you giggled, resting your head on her shoulder.

you checked your phone, sighing. “my curfew, sevy.” she huffed, nodding and putting back on her clothes. you stepped out, fixing your dress.

you walked up to the door, opening it with your keys and stepping halfway in before turning back and waving. “bye, sevy!”

she laughed, waving back as she got in the front seat. “bye, pretty girl!” she drove off, giving you two beeps.

you closed the door behind you, jumping when you saw your father on the step. “hello, dad.” he narrowed his gaze, looking you over.

“who were you with, my child?”

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the baddest speaking .ೃ࿔: shoutout to my burner babe @izzy-sevika for giving me inspo!!

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ambessa drabble

“you greedy greedy girl…” she laughed, holding your hips as you rode her thigh. you were so sloppy when you were intoxicated.

you could barely keep your eyes open, grinding your clit against her thigh for pleasure.

your arms were loosely wrapped around her neck, pushing yourself through your sixth orgasm.

this is what it was like when she got you drunk and drugged up. it wasn’t the first time it has happened, and it definitely wouldn’t be the last.

you gave her the idea actually. you two had went out to a bar and you got wasted. you couldn’t even walk, but you wanted to feel her. her hands. her lips. her body against yours.

now, the drugs were definitely her idea. she was fond of whatever numbed her mistakes and curious of what made you a mess.

“m-mommy, s’tired…” you slurred, but even stopping your hips. she knew you were, but you were so eager for that next nut she couldn’t stop you.

“no, my love, you can pull out one more…” she smirked, smacking your ass and pulling you into a deep kiss. it was sloppy on your end, but she didn’t mind it.

not one bit.

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sevika drabble

“that’s it, princess, fuck yourself on my fingers…” sevika purred, watching your thick ass bounce on her flesh hand.

you were so far gone, missing her after days in the war. you couldn’t help yourself when your handsome wife came home, you just had to have her.

so here you were, arched deep like a prized whore as you fucked yourself with her thick fingers.

sevika didn’t give a fuck that her hand was covered in your slick, too enamored with the sight to care.

“fuuuuuuuck! mommy ‘m coming!” you whine, movements getting erratic as you ground out the last bits of your pleasure.

your cum flowed, a small pond in the palm of her hand that leaked out into the sheets. sevika cooed, pushing you down into the bed with her other hand and getting a beautiful view of your messy cunt.

your clit was puffy and pulsing, inner lips spread to show your gasping hole. she was salivating, licking some of your essence off her hand before smearing it all over your fat pussy.

you moaned weakly, sensitive flesh feeling every drag. “shh, lemme take care of you, baby.”

she flipped you on your back, pushing your knees to your chest leaving your center in full view. she held you down, slowly licking and slurping up all your cum.

“mm, you taste so good, princess,” she groaned into you’re pussy, smacking your clit before sucking it exclusively.

you squirmed beneath her, more arousal pushing out her hole as you reached your second climax. “oh! oh! sevika!” you gripped the sheets, unable to do anything else.

she ignored you, turning her tongue into a spoon to scoop out the wetness from your gummy walls. you tasted so fucking good to her.

she pulled off, letting your legs drop and your pretty face come into view. her pupils were dilated, mouth covered in you. pussy drunk were the words.

you grabbed both sides of her face, pulling her up into a kiss. she dominated, as usual, but let out soft whines against your lips.

you pulled back, looking her in the eyes. “you came, didn’t you?” you asked. she only nodded, pulling down her boxers.

“you wanna taste it?” she asked, her dark happy trail leading to her bush already coming into view. you smiled, rubbing her large thighs.

“sit on me.”

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in which, sinnersevika! meets preacher’s daughter reader!

“god says “watch and pray that you may not enter into temptation!” your father shouted to the filled seats of the church. it was a hot summer day—june, ironically.

in the front bench you sat, your legs crossed and eyes wandering to the walls. you had heard this a million times. at the dinner table, on the road, even on the tv when your dad turned on his preachings at home.

so arrogant, you thought to yourself. your father was a preacher of opinion, not truth. if there even was truth in the bible.

like a sixth sense, you felt someone walk into the church. you turned, eyes widening. a small family walked in, looking normal until you saw the daughter.

tall, tan, and muscular. she stood over her father by a few inches and had a mug that clearly had a few choice words for this place. and her arm…bionic?

her father looked serious, apple not falling far from the tree. but her mother looked like the sweetest lady on earth, smiling bright.

but if it’s one thing you learned from church it was that looks were deceiving.

your father’s eyes tracked the family, looking with a mild disgust at the daughter but staying poised. he continued his sermon, putting on a performance of righteousness.

you stood along with the others when he finally finished, raising your hand for the benediction and immediately trying to leave when he declared church was over.

“child of mine!” you heard as you were halfway to the door, making you sigh, put on a fake smile, and turn to your father. “yes, sir?”

“i would like you to meet the new members to our church!” smile, but it was fake. he only smiled when there was money and spirits involved.

“mr. and mrs. misra, along with their daughter, sevika.” you smiled politely, offering each of them a handshake. when you reached the daughter she looked to you in the eye, making something in the bottom of your stomach tremble.

you pulled away slowly, catching her small smirk through her hardened expression. “it’s a pleasure to have you with us.”

you father smiled, but his eyes watched sevika with a caution. “well then, how about we get you two the members guide and our children can converse, hm?”

he led her parents away, looking back at you once. play nice. you rolled your eyes, looking at sevika.

“want a tour of the place?”

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“mph-shit!” you whined, trying to keep quiet.

you were in the bible study room’s coat closet, back against the wall while her fingers curled deep inside your soaked pussy.

“shh, you want to get caught?” sevika feigned caution, watching you with a disgusting smile.

“you want the preacher’s daughter being seen with the fingers of a sinner deep in her aching pussy?” your body trembles at her words, the thought of being caught like this was both terrifying and exhilarating.

“n-no!” you whimpered, nails digging into her thick biceps through her white button-up. she cupped your chin, making your dazed eyes focus on her. “then keep quiet, princess.”

her lips attacked yours, thick fingers never stopping their movements inside you. tears found their way down your cheeks, the pleasure intensifying.

she broke away for air, licking your spit off her lips. “mm, you taste so good pretty…” her fingers slowed, sliding out of your warm canal.

devastation was written on your face, making her laugh. “i just wonder how the rest of you would taste.” she sucked the two digits into her mouth, moaning at how you tasted.

you watched in awe, pulling her closer. she dropped to her knees, hoisting you up on her shoulders. “tell me i can taste you.”

was she…begging? her eyes were glazed over in something you hadn’t seen before, strong hands gripping your plush thighs.

“tell me, sweetness. tell me so i can make you feel good.” she whined, a side of her coming out that made your clit pulse.

you nodded, spreading your legs wider. “you can t-taste me…and make me feel good.” she didn’t even wait for you to finish, latching her mouth onto your folds.

you gasped, hands gripping her hair to keep anything else from leaving your lips. sevika are you like she was starved, chin dripping in spit and your slick.

her eyes were low but still trained on you, feeding off every reaction you gave her.

when your hips started buckling up she knew you were close, sliding her tongue into your hole and fucking you with it.

“fuck!” your eyebrows furrowed, beads of sweat gathering on your forehead. “y-your tongue is s’long, sev!” you whined, feeling your orgasm build in the pit of your stomach.

she felt it too, sliding out of you and sucking on your hard clit. you let out a sharp cry, head falling back as you came.

your vision went white, grounding your pussy on her face. she took it all in, licking up your arousal as it flowed from you.

she waited till you finished to pull away, coming up to kiss you. she spit your essence back into your mouth, groaning from the aftermath of her own orgasm.

you both pulled away in pants, watching each other. “welcome to the church,” you smiled breathlessly. she blushed, soft red dusting her cheeks.

“what a fucking welcome it was.”

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in which chubby!reader tries on lingerie with pervy subjo!

“angel, i swear! just let me see!” gojo whined, practically clawing at the door.

you were trying on some new lingerie and you wanted his opinion.

even if no matter what you were wearing, it’d likely end up on the floor in the first few minutes of you trying it on.

but still, it was worth a shot.

“two more seconds, baby, i’m fixin’ a strap.” you cooed, smiling at how thirsty he was.

gojo loved your body. every soft, plushy inch of you.

your pudgy stomach, thick thighs, huge ass. he was obsessed.

before you even dated he stroked his fat, needy cock to your posts on instagram.

your body ruined his sheets and his mind.

finally, you stepped out, standing in front of him with a soft blush on your face. “how does it look?”

saturo gojo was drooling.

you wore a lavender set. it was a see-through babydoll with a matching thong. the garter belt secured your stockings, making you a literal wet dream.

if it was an anime scene his nose would’ve bled.

“what? does the color not compliment my skin?” you asked, looking in the mirror at yourself.

he sat back on the floor, secretly pulling his already leaking cock out his pants and stroking it.

“d-do a spin f’me, angel,” he panted, looking at you with the same glazed over expression he had when he nutted all over you glazed donuts last week.

you turned slowly, even bending over a little to give him a show. he snapped, yanking you down and crawling on top of you.

“ow! gojo, that hurt!” you whined, slapping his shoulder. he whined like a puppy, kissing all over your face. “so sorry, princess, i just need you. forgive me?”

he didn’t even let you answer, pulling your panties to the side and whimpering at your slick pussy. his mouth salivated, needing to taste you.

“so pretty~ look at how wet you are…” he groaned, gripping your meaty hips and pulling you up to his mouth. his tongue lapped at your cunt, sucking you’re folds into his mouth.

“nngh! t-toru…” you moaned, bucking up to his mouth. his pupils were dilated and unfocused, mouth greedily eating away. he spat on your clit, sucking it into his mouth with a whiny groan.

“‘m go-fuck ‘m gonna cum!” you cried out, your orgasm already slipping out of you. gojo ate that creamy arousal out of you, cock twitching as he came.

his cum shot up and hit your ass, his tongue sliding down to lick it up. he finally let you back down, rubbing that pulsing, puffy clit as he thrusted his sensitive tip through your folds.

“princess, can i put it in? p-please? i promise to make you cum, i-i swear!” he satoru could feel his second orgasm building up, but he would dare spill his seed without making you cum first.

you mewled at his fat tip teasing your folds, nodding frantically. “yes, baby, make mommy’s pussy cum-shit!”

he slammed in without a second thought, letting out a broken moan as your warmth engulfed him in a gushing heat. “mommy’s so warm!”

his strokes were sloppy, mouth on your nipple to soothe himself while his pelvis smacked your clit repeatedly. your wetness queefed with every deep thrust, pushing him to want more.

“feel s’good, mommy’s pussy is s’good, makes her baby boy wanna fill her up with his cum… you want that, angel? you want my hot cum filling your hole?” gojo babbled.

you could only nod and dig your nails into his shoulders from the disgusting accuracy of his thrusts, hitting you spongey g-spot head on each time.

he bout your nipple before pulling back, pushing your knees to your tits and fucking you in a mating press. he was in euphoric bliss, plowing your tight pussy while watching puppy fall apart.

“damnit! s’close, baby! so fuckin’-comingggg!” you cried you, your pussy spazzing around him. your eyes rolled back, the friction of his pelvis on your clit making your arousal squirt out into good chest and stomach.

gojo whined, slamming balls-deep into your sex and grinding into you, making sure you let out all out. “that’s it, princess, cum on my fat cock…”

he grunted, hot spurts of his seed filling your hole to the brim, some even drooling out onto asshole and the floor.

after he came down from his high he rolled you both over, you lying on top of him with your head in his chest.

“sorry, angel, you just looked so good.” he mumbled, kissing your forehead and rubbing your ass. you nodded, eyes low as you drifted to sleep.

guess you could try the rest on another day…

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sevika p!links!

sevika just had to have you after work⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

date in the park⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

using sev’s cock in the middle of the night⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

smile for the camera⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

you’ll ride her fingers like a good girl, won’t you?⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

sev loves seeing you in missionary⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

touching you after a night out⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

she’s in love with that creamy pussy⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

her favorite meal⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

the videos you send her while she’s at work⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

she always puts you to sleep like this⋆˚࿔ᝰ.ᐟ

the princess speaking .ೃ࿔: okay guys i know i took a big ass hiatus and i’m sorry !! school and a relationship has been fucked up but i was on my other account ! i will be back with some more material so go easy on me ! see ya later burner babes !! ᯓ✦∘˙

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toji p!links!

toji coming home after a long day to his meal, you 𝜗𝜚⋆

quickies in his car 𝜗𝜚⋆

toji loves a mating press 𝜗𝜚⋆

look at how big he is compared to you 𝜗𝜚⋆

dry humping after a long day 𝜗𝜚⋆

toji loves playing with your pretty pussy 𝜗𝜚⋆

he can never seem to pull out on time 𝜗𝜚⋆

pulled over on the backroads 𝜗𝜚⋆

hyperspermia toji 𝜗𝜚⋆

catching you after your classes since he graduated a year before 𝜗𝜚⋆

you love teasing him 𝜗𝜚⋆

he woke you up to deep strokes 𝜗𝜚⋆

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can i do lgbt?? girl ofc thats my home !! thank you for loving my ghost work, i enjoyed making it !!

in which, girlfriendvi! shows you just how pretty you are.

“mama, look at me,” she mumbled into your ear, your body shuddering softly as you obeyed.

you both were laid out on the bed, vi at the head of the bed.

you were on top of her, her hand wrapped around your throat.

you were looking at her alright, from the mirror on the ceiling above the bed.

why were you here?

you had gone to the doctor’s today. it was a standard physical, but the weighing section had really gotten to you.

you had always struggled with your weight, so the change has shifted your mood all day.

vi has tried everything. gifts, reassuring words, and cooking (probably a bad idea, she knows).

this was her last resort, stripping you and making you look at your body.

“see, baby? look at that body…” she cooed, rubbing your oiled clit nice and slow. she had oiled you down before getting on the bed.

when you looked away she smacked your clit, making up jolt. “‘m sorry!” you moaned brokenly, buckling up towards her fingers.

“you’re so beautiful, i need you to see that.” she demanded, keeping your legs spread and running a finger through your slit.

“i see it, vi, just let me cum!” you whined, feeling another slap to your clit. “don’t raise your voice at me, mama.”

tears fell from your cheek, body trembling. “mommy, i see it, i swear!”

“do you? these titties pretty?” she asked, pinching at your nipples. “yes, mommy,” you panted.

“these thighs pretty?” she asked, rubbing on your creamy thighs. “yes, mommy,”

“this pussy pretty?” vi asked, sliding two fingers in and thrusting your sloppy, wet hole.

your back arched, mouth parting in an o. “y-yes! yes! i’m pretty!”

“good girl…” she smirked, awaking the small vibrator and pressing it to your clit.

her hand worked at the same pace, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

you squirmed, not being able to handle the overstimulation. “fuck! violet! t-too much!” your orgasm came crashing down, silent screams filling the room.

vi swiped the vibrator back and forth, watching you squirt all over the sheets. your eyes rolled back, legs flailing.

she worked you through it, observing you.

when you finally rested she turned the vibrator off, pulling her fingers out, sucking them clean. “mmh, ya pussy even tastes pretty.”

she hummed, kissing the side of your face. vi turned you on your side, spooning you.

“y’know it’s true, right? no matter if you lose or gain a few pounds. you’re still beautiful, okay?”

you nodded, blushing softly and kissing her forehead.

“yes, vi. i know.”

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