Hii! I Noticed Your Requests Are Closed For The Moment But Id Just Like To Leave This Idea/suggestion

hii! I noticed your requests are closed for the moment but id just like to leave this idea/suggestion i had here before i forget it! :3

upper moon reader getting teleported to a meeting but they seem to be sound asleep in this super cute two piece? and what would be ; muzan's, douma's and gyutaro his reaction?

( heres a pinterest link for a few examples! (｡>ᴗ<) https://pin.it/2tiVmwj )

[sorry if this isnt really suggestion-ish ive never left one but I read your post about it i hope its ok like this! feel free to delete it ( ; ω ; )]

MUZAN, DOUMA, AND GYUTARO REACTING TO UPPER MOON!READER ASLEEP IN A TWO-PIECE DURING A MEETING

-> Humor (I think?) | Warnings; none, but please let me know if there are | a/n: I just loved your ask because it was so sweet?? In the sense that the face emojis and writing were just so cute :') It's perfectly fine like this, I hope you enjoy!

A meeting amongst the uppermoons orchestrated by Muzan himself is quite a rare occurrence.

But what's even more surprising each time is how unannounced and sudden it is.

Meaning that as an uppermoon, you could be anywhere, doing anything, and you could find yourself in the infinity castle within the blink of an eye.

Which explains your sleeping form in the midst of the meeting place, albeit everyone is completely dumbfounded by that but mainly by your attire.

Laid down on the wooden floor, wearing a white, embroidered tank top with hello kitty's face in the middle with red fleece shorts ornated with (once again) hello kitty faces everywhere, you're there, sleeping soundly in all your glory.

Needless to say, they all did not know what to say at first.

For Muzan, the king of demons and the organizer of the meeting, I'd say there are two possible ways how he'd react:

If it was just a regular announcement or him talking about how useless demons are becoming these days and he technically didn't require any verbal response from you then he'll probably just acknowledge your sleeping presence and wonder why you chose to wear that design of pajamas but get over it quickly.

However, if he did require you to talk (whether it's to answer a question, or request/order something from you) and you are still very sound asleep, I'm not gonna lie, he's gonna be furious (poor you). It's no surprise he considers himself superior to everyone, and the fact you're not paying attention despite him being the king of demons and while he's asking you something directly does make his blood boil to the extent you might be woken up without a body (the outfit was so cute though like no man why :/). Then he'd probably give you the coldest stare ever, ask once more what he was trying to ask, and then leave you on the side like when you were sleeping before (I mean at least he'd let you sleep again after that!).

Now for the fun part though, I believe Douma's reaction would be interesting.

He'd probably seen you before Muzan's arrival and he almost lost his mind over a few things:

First, he just found you so cute, literally asleep when you've been summoned for an uppermoon meeting by Muzan himself. Your chest rose and fell with every breath you silently took, you'd sometimes even shift in your sleep and your messy hair let him know you weren't faking it and were actually sleeping, and he found your sleeping form adorable.

Then, of course, he would have noticed your attire. I mean, how could he not? While all the uppermoons in the infinity castle were dressed either horrendously or in a far too trivial manner (except for probably himself and in this case you), he thought your two-piece was an interesting match. The theme was definitely on point, he could tell you loved hello kitty, and he even made a mental note to mention it later or get you merch if he ever saw any (It's anachronic, but hush).

And even if he would have never worn something like that for himself, he does think you've managed to pull it off really well and that it fits you really well.

He also finds it funny considering how you're usually a bloodthirsty demon whose power goes far beyond many demon slayers' when you're awake. Like, if anyone who didn't know you saw you sleeping as you were right now, they would have never been able to tell how different you were when you unleash your full power and potential.

Overall, seeing you like that lowkey made his day and was definitely the highlight of the meeting (not even pissing off Akaza comes close).

For Gyutaro, as we know, he had to observe the meeting through his sister's eyes.

But that doesn't stop him from noticing your garments nonetheless.

I mean, while the tank top's whiteness doesn't necessarily draw much attention, your red fleece shorts do, and the hello kitty faces just perfectly add up to that stand-out-ish clothing vibe.

So once he does notice, his initial reaction is to mentally point out how comfy and unbothered you must be.

“That soft cotton tank top must feel so nice on her skin, and those fleece shorts must keep her warm despite their length, ah I'm so jealous, why can't I feel that?”

Let's just say he envies you because you just look great and healthy sleeping (which makes me wonder, has he ever slept properly?).

Honestly, he thinks the top and bottom go well together. Bonus point for the set since he thinks it must be comfy (it is)! He doesn't necessarily see it as bad you're in a meeting in this two-piece, he just scratches the side of his head with his long nails wishing that was him so bad.

y’all are being too dark. i’m back with the sillies

hi ! i’m not sure if ur reqs are open but i was wondering if i could get a bff gojo x fem reader having sex for the first time even tho they’re just besties ^.^ i’m in love w bff gojo + i love ur writing !!

 BFF ! ( best friends who fuck )

⋆ mdni. cunilingus, pussy drunk Satoru, a bunch of praising, dirty talk and pet names like baby, princess, pretty, angel ‹3. ( nonie ily this idea made me scream for a good while and also thank you so so much ! im happy u like what I write 𖹭 ) and yes! my requests are always open

 ⋆ side note: it’s up to you to decide if they're virgins or not ajsgshsh I left that open to interpretation lol.

late night friday movies with Satoru where a must, cozy blankets covering your thighs and whatever it could from your best friend’s incredibly long legs propped up on the coffee table. what started with you both picking whatever cringe movie and attempting to watch through it, ended up with giggled remarks of the horrendous plot and terrible acting in the screen.

Satoru’s rambles over any minor detail were expected, what you did not expect was for him to suggest something completely unexpected, “have you thought about it?” he asks, a big chunk of ice cream down his mouth while pointing at the tv screen where the main two characters were currently passionately making out, “you and me?”

the saliva in your mouth chokes you for a brief second before turning your head towards the man with the cocky smile, “you’re kidding”

“i’m not” he speaks, remaining unbothered, eyes glued to the now clean spoon, “we’ve known each other since so long, don’t you think our sexual chemistry would be amazing?” Satoru smirks, now turning and leaning closer to your wide eyed face.

you couldn’t deny your best friend was incredibly hot, bright blue eyes and messy white hair with matching long eyelashes, he was ethereal and Satoru thought the same about you, he never admitted how fucking gorgeous you were but his continuous praises in the shape of petnames was, hopefully, enough for you to see.

“i don’t know...” you bite your lip, a slight tug on your belly making itself present at the closeness of him, subtly forcing you to lean back until your head laid on the armrest and Satoru’s body towered over yours.

“c’mon pretty, don’t get all shy on me” he rasps, “i bet i can make you feel so good, i know your cute body like no one else” and to be fair, he is right, multiple tickling fights have had you confessing your sensitive spots to Satoru, which now he attempts to use them for your pleasure.

you whine, low and almost inaudible, “promise our friendship won’t change” you reply, and it’s all Satoru needs, a strained ‘promise’ muttered before his lips crash on yours with a satisfied groan, his tongue is quick to meet yours, tangling and allowing the lewd sound of saliva and lips crashing resonate under the tv sound muffled in the background.

“haaa” he gasps once you break the kiss, hands eagerly pulling, squeezing and tugging on your skin and clothes until you’re laying naked under his body, Satoru’s quick to take off his shirt and toss it aside along with the mess of cloth in the floor, “you’re so sexy, baby, so fuckin’ gorgeous” it’s a dark murmur, sliding your panties down for his eyes to see the threads of slick connecting your folds and the fabric, a broken sound coming from his lips as if he just got punched in the gut.

“gonna make you feel so good, princess” Satoru speaks to himself, eyes glued on your cunt as he lays down between your legs, fingertips parting your glistening folds with a soft gasp, truth to be told, he’s never been so turned on in his whole life, “wanna eat your perfect cunt so bad” he shakes, slowly grinding his boxer clothed cock against the couch, a single hand coming up to squeeze your tits while his tongue took a tentative lick on your slit that made his eyes roll.

“fuck!” you both whimper at the same time, with Satoru’s mind reeling at the taste of you, driven by his lust and pulsing cock as he leans down and attaches his lips to your pussy, messily and desperately eating you out with his eyes crossing from pleasure, a couple groans expressed directly on your sensitive flesh.

“so good, baby, you taste amazing” Satoru slurs, holding onto your asscheeks and pulling you up slightly, on the perfect angle to make out with your cunt. the moans you let out are music to his ears, driving him to plunge his tongue deeper, squeeze your ass harder and moan louder.

“’Toru, i’m so close” you squeal, expecting for him to pull back, to let you catch a break but surprisingly, he just goes faster, the sounds of his tongue in and around your pussy only increasing, fueling you to squirm and tug on his soft hair until you’re spasming around his tongue with a broken cry.

yet his tongue doesn’t stop for another couple of minutes, allowing you to ride your orgasm and buck slightly, fucking yourself on his eager tongue, “you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever tasted” he finally grunts, voice hoarse and eyes almost black by the lust etched in his brain, the spot under his hips sticky with the copious amounts of precum his twitching cock spurted, “you’re letting me fuck you now, right princess?” Satoru murmurs, not really expecting a reply before tapping your puffy clit with the glistening tip of his cock, eyes fully focused in the way your mixed juices stick to his cock with each soft tap.

then you nod slightly, a quiet “please”, followed by your hands on his hips and he’s inching inside of you, barely spreading your folds around his girth but Satoru already feels like he’s about to faint.

“a-ah, fuck...!” he groans, shaky fingers grasp your waist and the armrest above your head, and from where you laid you could see his abs clenching, chest heaving, eyes blurry and jaw slacked, letting out loud puffs of pleasure, absolutely fucked out. it takes his whole strength to bury the rest of his long cock inside your warm cunt, groaning like it fucking hurts, but in reality, the thing it hurts him is thinking why you haven’t fucked earlier. “you’re an angel, you and your heavenly cunt” it takes everything in Satoru as not to drool and pant like a dog, slowly and sloppily fucking into your warmth, his nails are probably ripping the leather of the couch but he doesn’t mind, hell no, his mind is fully absorbed and bordering on insanity at the feeling of you, “tell me how it feels” he begs.

“so good, ’toru” you whimper, eyes not certain if to see his fucked expression or look down to where his cock buries inside of you, coming out glistening by your dripping slick, “my pussy feels so good”

“fuck, baby!” his eyes close shut, a shudder running down his spine at your words, only encouraging him to go faster, the squelch of your cunt and his balls smacking on your ass growing, “that’s right, only i can make you feel this good, hm? no other boy you’ll sleep with will make you feel like this” he roars, “this pussy is made for me to claim and mold you to the shape of my cock” his thrusts are now erratic, panting so loud you’re unsure how he hasn’t choked yet, but the continuous smack of his tip on your g-spot makes you forget about anything else, mouth open and eyes crossed as you feel yourself cumming unannounced.

“oh, god, you’re cumming?” he sounds shocked, eyes widening and cock throbbing at the sensation of your cunt sucking on his length with each thrust, as if not wishing to let him go, “i’m so close, baby, so fuckin’ close” all you hear through the slight buzz on your ears is babbling, incoherent mumbling of Satoru speaking to himself, fucking himself stupid on your pussy before, much against his wishes, pulling out of your warmth and shooting thick ropes of hot cum on your chest, some even landing on your chin by how hard you made him cum.

in the blink of an eye his lips are on yours again, shakily and way too messy for you to follow through the limp state where he left you, but don’t worry, Satoru will help you increase your stamina too, and perhaps, you’ll let him cum inside next time.

college bully suku :c pt. 1 -> pt. 2

“p-please don’t be mean..!”

he pinches at your flushed cheek, watching your steps tumble back, falling against a wall of lockers.

“look at you. like a dumb little puppy, who wouldn’t be?

your hand reaches up to his, attempting to loosen his mean grip on your jaw. tears unexpectedly flood your glossy orbs, looking up to the man for any hint of mercy.

“shit. so fuckin’ pretty.” he groans out shakily, pressing a knee in between your thighs and pressing up against your cunt, making you squirm. his free hand comes down to palm over his bulge, a short chuckle when you notice and gasp.

“see what you do to me?”

he pulls your hand off his, bringing it below and placing your shaky digits across the stiff tent on his pants. you let out a whine at the thick length that seems to drag on forever.

“‘s all your fault. you have to take care of it.”

he releases all grip on you, relocating his hand to wrap around the small of your arm. he tugs you aside into the janitors room, which had been conveniently nearby.

your thighs clench with need as you’re pressed against the closed door, if somehow holding them together would make you seem less needy, less desperate.

“know you want this, dirty girl. ya wanna act all big ‘nd brave but yer cunt never lies, hm?”

he drags a thick finger under your thin skirt, experienced fingers quickly locating the sticky patch of cum in the crotch of your panties.

“n-not there, sukuna..!”

“mm,” he snickers. “you sure you didn’t already cum, pup? look at you.” your face flushes, whines and sobs that grow louder at his teasing remarks; afraid that if the man spoke anymore, you may actually reach your high.

he rubs at your soft clit feverently, short bites nipping at the soft skin of your neck. he whispers,

“say you want it pup. tell me you want it. tell me how ya want my fingers and mouth on your little cunt, ‘nd how bad ya want my cock.”

“s-suku—“

“c’mon, pup. don’t try to fight it, yeah. just give in.”

“w-wan’ it sukuna..! w-want you s’bad, always h-have..! p-please.!”

desperate nothings continue to spill from your lips, but your pleads are heard. your knees buckle at the sensation nearing your high, but the man holds you steady by the soft fat of your hips.

you feel a light chuckle against your ear, but all is lost when the man pulls his hands away from your swollen cunt.

“w-wait, you said— s-sukun—“

your left to topple onto the ground once he lets go, face teary and still a heavy blush that has not left since the man’s arrival. he crouches down in front of you, head tilted up to his when your questioning orbs meet his.

“nuh uh. if ya want more, gotta come to my dorm. ‘s room 208. got it?”

he lets out yet another light chuckle before allowing himself out the closet, leaving you desperate, needy, and definitely going back for more.

If you need to be mean

Be mean to me

╰┈➤ Bratty Little Human || Demon Slayer Headcanons

including: douma and muzan

summary: reader talks back and they deserve a punishment from their demon boyfriend. // reader is afab // also both douma and muzan are gonna be rude, they are demons so what else do you expect from them uwu

warnings: biting, choking, blood, slapping, curse words, spanking and implied blowjob at the end (muzan’s part)

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How cute!! He finds is quite adorable how bratty you can get. He loves the way you talk back to him, and he’s quite impressed by your courage because no one would ever dare talk back to him.

But the second you do talk back to him, he’ll grab you with a quick motion and pin you to the nearest wall. “Oh my, aren’t you a naughty little human. Talking back to your master.”

He would lean in as he has you against the wall, gripping onto your wrist quite roughly, not caring if he’s hurting you. He’ll lean in and kiss your neck gently. As you’re enjoying yourself he would dig his fangs into your skin.

Biting hard enough to break the skin causing you to bleed. Making you cry out, struggling to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. At all. Douma is just going to laugh at your pathetic attempt. Blooding dripping down to his chin, he moaned softly as he tasted your blood. He loved it…

As you’re pinned against the wall you would beg out, and that’s what he wants. For you to beg. “Please..Douma. I’m sorry.” And this would make him smirk, he would drink your blood and soon after he would pull away. Dragging his cold tongue against your bite marks.

He would laugh, and grab your face quite roughy. Forcing you to look him in the eyes. Looking into his colorful eyes. “Hm…since you’re my favorite pet I’ll go easy on you. But as for now follow me to my chambers, your punishment isn’t over my little Pet.”

And with that he walked away and you quickly followed him from behind. He stopped and looked over at you. “And who said you can walk?” You were quite confused and as you were about to speak up he snapped his fingers at you and pointed down at the floor.

“You wanna behave like a bitch, then I’ll treat you like a dog then.” And you were quick to follow orders. Getting on your knees and he smiled and patted your head. “Good little Pet. Now come on, your punishment is waiting for you.” He said and walked off and into his room.

You followed him, on all fours. You followed him as you crawl and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Oh god…

Douma treated you more as of a pet rather than a partner. And Douma was only punishing you because that’s what owners do to their dogs right?

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The second you talked back to him he was very angry, how dare you talk like that to the Demon King. Not even his loyal Demons or Upper Moons even dared talking back to him. His cold eyes stare at you, and as your talking back to him he suddenly raises his hand.

Slapping you quite hard, and hard enough to turn your head to the side. “How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who am I! The Demon King!” He yelled out.

Rubbing your cheek, and you quickly look at him. And without thinking you spoke back. “I’m not stupid! I know who you are…you’re selfish Demon who thinks about himself and not me!”

And he was stunned, even by his slap you still had the guts to talk back, Muzan looks at him. As if he was looking into your soul and he started to laugh. As he laughed you felt a cold shiver run through your spine. His laugh was very unsettling…

He began walking towards you, and you backed up. Muzan growled under his breath and grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him. Leaning in, he whispered against your ear. “Wow, look at you. A little human speaking back to their Demon King.”

He decided that you needed to be punished. So he dragged you to his room, once he got there he opened the door and pushed you inside. And your body fell onto the floor making you cry out softly.

Muzan just walked over you and sat on the bed, he patted his thigh. “Come over here.” He said in a deep voice and not wanting to make him even more upset you went over to him.

“I’m going to spank you. Ten times and I want you to count them. Got it.” He said, you nodded and laid on his thigh. Your butt facing him. He couldn’t help but eye your bottom, he slowly licked his bottom lip.

He raised his hand and slapped you hard, making you cry out. “ONE..” You whimpered out, he just smirked. And began spanking you 9 more times. And you sobbed through the whole thing. “Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine… TEN!”

As you sob softly, he rolled his eyes and pushed you off. “Now, let’s put your mouth to good use, hmm?” He said, you nodded and got on your knees and got in between his legs and started to undo his pants. Muzan looks down at you, a huge smirk was across his face.