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augustine | twenty-three | she/her
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Dreaming of plantsÂ
with the revival of my other blog i will let u all choose the first priority drabble!!
dribble drabble of unhinged yearning:
wriothesley
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h word thought of the day: the garter tradition with iwaizumi (ari i went feral during this discussion) warning: extremely suggestive
youâre a little too distracted by the hoots and hollers from the groomsmen, the flashing camera lights from the photographer, and the sight of your maid of honour dragging a chair into the center of the dance floor.
you're distracted, so you donât notice the mischievous little smirk on iwaizumiâs lips. (the one that says he's up to something)
well, at least not until youâre seated on that chair and heâs kneeling in front of you, using his hands to pry your legs apart.
you can feel it, that subtle curl of his lips meeting your bare skin as soon as he ducks his head under the soft layer of chiffon. his lips tease a warm, gentle trail of kisses and gentle bites up your calf, your knee, the inside of your thighâŚ
âŚright past the garter he was supposed to grab.
instead he continues to the apex of your thigh, and you jerk in your seat when you feel him kiss the white lace sitting right above your clit.
you try to close your legs around his head, but his hands keep them spread, and the cool metal of his wedding band is a new sensation you can't wait to become accustomed to.
he kisses you once more - a promise of what's to come on your honeymoon - before you finally feel a tug on the ivory garter on your thigh.
he has to tease you about it, of course, letting his teeth graze your skin ever so slightly as he drags it down the length of your leg. it makes your face hot and your body tingle, and though you want nothing more than to curl your fingers into his hair and keep his face between your thighs, both your families are only a few feet away.
so you let him slip the garter off, let him come back up for air and wave it triumphantly before he tosses it into the crowd of waiting bachelors. you let him help you up off the chair and wrap you up in his arms.
and you let him sneak you off when the dancing resumes, taking the elevator up to oikawa's hotel room to get an early start on your honeymoon festivities.

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thinking about my big boys and their bulky bodies when theyâre relaxed. Diluc, Alhaitham, Wriothesley, Jing Yuan, Leona, KakuchoâŚThick biceps and their soft pecs and tummy with the yummiest happy trailâŚ.back dimplesâŚ.stretch marks on their big thighs and assâŚ.and how SEXY they are in some loose sweatpants. their cock slaps their thigh when they walk btwâŚ..thinking about them manspreading on the couch and wanting you to come sit in their lap so they can hold you against their warm frame and nuzzle into your neck. massive hands cradle the curves of your waist until you feel them hard between your legs, and you brace yourself on their squishy chest to grind down and meet their smug smile <33
WARNINGS: 18+, MINORS DNI.
gojo satoru x f!reader, 4.3k
THEMES: office au, unprotected sex, fingering, porn without plot? arguably there is some plot, geto (sick of this shit) suguru â spin off from this fic.
SUMMARY: life is hard when youâre busy at work. life is harder when your boyfriend is not only sexy but also too busy at work to fuck you.
A/N: the amount of times i had to write [redacted] in this almost made me delete the entire doc and run. also no proofreading/editing was done, weâre rawdogging it just like them in this fic â enjoy!
You glance at him standing a few feet away from you.Â
Heâs talking to some of his friends, smug and blatantly avoiding his responsibilities. Itâs only 11am and Gojo Satoru is already making quick work of avoiding his responsibilities during company hours.
Itâs warm in Tokyo today, and while youâre sheltered from the glare of the sun inside the building, the unrelenting heat is the least of your worries right now. In between busy work schedules, and tight deadlines set by unreasonable clients, itâs been two weeks since the last time you got fucked.
hi, congrats on ur milestone! can i request gojo with #2 from the midnights prompts list from lavender haze? thank u!
ALL THIS SHIT IT NEW TO ME (s. gojo)
a/n: reader is on their period, satoru calls reader sweet girl and m'lady once, suggestive towards the end with mentions of pregnancy and period sex
Lâs MIDNIGHTS EVENT!
Your phone vibrates against the wood of the bedside table.
"Hello?"
Sounding slightly out of breath, Satoru immediately responds on the other side of the call.
"Hi."
Silence takes over the line as he refuses to elaborate any further on his reason for calling. Between whatever the hell he's playing at right now and the dull sensation of what feels like clawing inside of your abdomen, your patience wears thin.
Your second greeting comes less friendly, "Hello?"
"Are you okay?" he instantly asks.
Is he on drugs?
Satoru can practically see your teeth gritting on the other end of the line as you sigh and take a moment to collect your thoughts. With an exhausted and irritated tone, you scoff.
"Are you okay?"
"Your text," he softly points out.
You sigh. Satoru had left early this morning for work, as he usually does. It wasn't until you woke up late with a massive migraine and familiar ache in your stomach that you realized you started your period. It being a bit early this month, you were out of tampons and naively texted your boyfriend to pick you up some his way home.
You should've known it seemed a bit too easy when he merely replied with a thumbs-up.
If he moans while eating you out, heâs a SLUT.
h word thought of the day: the garter tradition with iwaizumi (ari i went feral during this discussion) warning: extremely suggestive
youâre a little too distracted by the hoots and hollers from the groomsmen, the flashing camera lights from the photographer, and the sight of your maid of honour dragging a chair into the center of the dance floor.
you're distracted, so you donât notice the mischievous little smirk on iwaizumiâs lips. (the one that says he's up to something)
well, at least not until youâre seated on that chair and heâs kneeling in front of you, using his hands to pry your legs apart.
you can feel it, that subtle curl of his lips meeting your bare skin as soon as he ducks his head under the soft layer of chiffon. his lips tease a warm, gentle trail of kisses and gentle bites up your calf, your knee, the inside of your thighâŚ
âŚright past the garter he was supposed to grab.
instead he continues to the apex of your thigh, and you jerk in your seat when you feel him kiss the white lace sitting right above your clit.
you try to close your legs around his head, but his hands keep them spread, and the cool metal of his wedding band is a new sensation you can't wait to become accustomed to.
he kisses you once more - a promise of what's to come on your honeymoon - before you finally feel a tug on the ivory garter on your thigh.
he has to tease you about it, of course, letting his teeth graze your skin ever so slightly as he drags it down the length of your leg. it makes your face hot and your body tingle, and though you want nothing more than to curl your fingers into his hair and keep his face between your thighs, both your families are only a few feet away.
so you let him slip the garter off, let him come back up for air and wave it triumphantly before he tosses it into the crowd of waiting bachelors. you let him help you up off the chair and wrap you up in his arms.
and you let him sneak you off when the dancing resumes, taking the elevator up to oikawa's hotel room to get an early start on your honeymoon festivities.

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warnings: 18+ minors dni, f!reader, oral sex and also kitchen sex with osamu hehe
osamu prides himself on his self-control. running a business means heâs constantly keeping himself in check when dealing with employees and customers alike, keeping calm and composed in the face of any situation.
so, itâs very unfortunate to him that his own body has betrayed him like this so early in the morning.
groaning, he swats blindy at the phone on his nightstand until he successfully hits snooze, rolling over to press himself against you.
(which also presses his very unfortunate erection against your ass.)
âhoney,â he whines, pressing soft kisses to the back of your neck, hands gripping your waist tightly. âya gotta get up and help me with this.â
you just murmur sleepily, a quiet moan slipping past osamuâs lips when you shift a little, unintentionally nudging your ass back against him.
âcanât,â you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you turn to face him, wiggling out of his hold and scooting to the edge of the bed. âweâve gotta get the twins ready to take to your motherâs.â
he pouts when you lean over to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth before hauling yourself out of bed. âbutââ
warnings: 18+ minors dni, f!reader, oral sex and also kitchen sex with osamu hehe
osamu prides himself on his self-control. running a business means heâs constantly keeping himself in check when dealing with employees and customers alike, keeping calm and composed in the face of any situation.
so, itâs very unfortunate to him that his own body has betrayed him like this so early in the morning.
groaning, he swats blindy at the phone on his nightstand until he successfully hits snooze, rolling over to press himself against you.
(which also presses his very unfortunate erection against your ass.)
âhoney,â he whines, pressing soft kisses to the back of your neck, hands gripping your waist tightly. âya gotta get up and help me with this.â
you just murmur sleepily, a quiet moan slipping past osamuâs lips when you shift a little, unintentionally nudging your ass back against him.
âcanât,â you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you turn to face him, wiggling out of his hold and scooting to the edge of the bed. âweâve gotta get the twins ready to take to your motherâs.â
he pouts when you lean over to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth before hauling yourself out of bed. âbutââ
Telling your fave theyâre too deep, and then they change the angle, whispering âthis is deep, babyâ into your ear while they wreck your shit.
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Iwa-chan vibes đđ
i can confirm 100% heâs so clingy in the mornings âşď¸ and i happily reciprocate and give his biceps cheeks a little kiss

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h word thought of the day: strip chess with akaashi cw: alcohol, suggestive
the wind howls outside the doors of your newly purchased home, powdery snow blowing through the dark wintry skies in huge gusts.
you and akaashi are safe inside though, kept warm by the crackling flames he'd stoked in the fireplace and the soft lick of heat of wine and liquor.
but the warmth from the fire isn't the reason your cheeks are blooming with heat, the sensation steadily bleeding down your neck.
âare you sure thatâs your move?â akaashi asks, eyeing your precariously placed pieces.
his question makes you second guess yourself, naturally. you scan the board, but your wine-blurred mind is unable to find any flaws in your play. knight to c3.
itâs also kind of hard to concentrate when your boyfriend is sitting across from you, shirtless. youâre almost sure he let you take a few of his pawns just so he could distract you like this. your boyfriend isn't especially brawny or towering over others, but the smooth planes of his torso are crafted with lean, attractive muscle, his strong shoulders tapering down to a trim waist.
but it's not just his body that's throwing you. itâs also hard to think straight when you can feel his eyes drag over your figure every so often. alcohol makes him less shy, his shameless gaze wandering up your bare legs, lingering on the lace trim of your underwear peeking out from under the hem of your shirt.
he sends you a wry smile over his sip of cognac when you nod slowly.
akaashi sets his glass down, and now you're distracted by the way the tip of his tongue sweeps across his bottom lip. "alright then."
you can tell by the self-satisfied smirk on his face that he's dragging this out, pretending to contemplate the pieces, oblivious of the mounting tension in the living room (and the heat that isn't from the fire).
it's with a soft tap of the wooden piece against the board that akaashi moves his queen to h4.
...which put him right in line with your king.
he leans back on the palms of his hands, blue eyes sparkling with victory as he murmurs, "checkmate."
if you weren't tipsy, you definitely could have found a way to avoid this, but you weren't. your mind is a mess of alcohol and akaashi and akaashi's abs.
and maybe...maybe you don't really try because losing in this situation technically means winning.
because the next words that come out of akaashi's mouth are,
"take off your clothes, love."
iâve said this before, so many times, but i could care less. the way oikawa tooru gently places his hands on your hips to dance with you is sensational. the way his bulge rubs up against your ass as you dance to ella y yo by aventura ft. don omar is fucking phenomenal. mi amor will literally breathe the most dirty and sensual things into your ear at the club and then heâll fuck you in his car, ring covered fingers around your neck as he shoves his tongue down your throat â he swallows up all of your pretty moans