Saw This One Tiktok Of Scaramouche N Venti And Im So Torn Between Wanting 2 Ruin The Both Of Them Or

᧔o᧓ comfort .ᐟ

xavier love and deepspace fluff/slight angst! x female reader. comfort fic. reader is in a deep depression. ong this is js based on me. she feels so empty but keeps going like a robot. xavier helps her feel better. i just wrote this for comfort to myself because i havent been feeling well at all.

Xavier didn’t question why today you seemed to crave his touch and attention more than usual. Normally, affection flowed freely between you and your boyfriend, but lately, an unshakable heaviness had settled in your heart, dimming your once vibrant spirit. Despite your unwavering love for Xavier, nurtured and deepened through time, the weight of depression had become an unwelcome companion.

You lounged in the bedroom of your shared apartment, having not left bed since the previous afternoon. Xavier noticed the deterioration, how you stayed awake till morning, slept through the day, and needed reminders to eat. When he checked on you, concern etched in his features, you waved him off with a feeble excuse about needing a break from hunting, urging him to focus on work.

How was he to continue his day knowing the woman he cherished was in pain? He knew better than to pry when you weren’t ready to open up, fearing it might worsen your state. Yet today, when he returned home, you greeted him at the doorway in one of his hoodies and shorts, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. “Miss you,” you whispered, seeking solace in Xavier’s embrace. He held you tightly, his voice a comforting balm as he asked, “How are you today, my love?” Tears welled in your eyes at his tenderness, and as they spilled over, Xavier gently lifted you into his arms and carried you back to bed.

His murmured reassurances were soft as he laid you down, his hand soothingly rubbing your back. “I’m here. I won’t leave,” he promised, his caring gaze a lifeline in the storm of your emotions. Gratefulness swelled within you for a boyfriend as attentive and loving as Xavier.

Quickly shedding his work clothes for comfort, Xavier slid under the covers beside you. His skilled hands encircled your waist as he drew you close, pressing kisses to the crown of your head. You clung to his scent, fingers tightening on his shirt as if afraid he might vanish. Tears continued to streak your cheeks, each one a testament to the ache in Xavier’s heart. He leaned closer, kissing away your tears, silently urging you to speak.

“Sorry for pushing you away lately,” you finally began, your voice cracking with emotion. Xavier shook his head gently, his thumb brushing away the remnants of tears. “You don’t need to apologise, angel.”

“I feel so lost, Xavi... I don’t understand what I’m feeling... I love you, that hasn’t changed, but I feel drained, empty. I feel like I’m just going through the motions, like a hollow shell. I push you away because I’m terrified of dragging you into this void with me. I feel selfish that you take care of me like this, like some sort of burden.”

Xavier listened quietly, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your skin, his eyes never leaving yours. When you finished, he caressed your hips tenderly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Never feel terrified about ‘dragging’ me anywhere. Whatever you’re going through, I want to be there with you. I love you deeply, and I’ll be patient. If you need space, I’ll give it. If you want me close, I’ll stay. If you want to stay in bed, wear my clothes, I’ll support you every step.”

His eyes held yours with unwavering sincerity, offering you his heart and strength. You hiccupped through a smile, feeling a weight lift as Xavier’s words enveloped you in warmth and security. “I love you,” he whispered again, his touch tender against your tear-streaked face.

“I love you too,” you replied softly, leaning into his touch. Xavier kissed you lovingly, pouring his heart into the moment, promising silently to be your anchor in the storm until the darkness lifted.

“If you feel like a void, let me fill it with everything I have to give,” he murmured against your lips, sealing the vow with a kiss.

gojo making you call him god in bed as he makes you cream and squirt on his cock. -˖◛⁺ anon

yes yes yes !!

gojo absolutely has the biggest fucking god complex in the world, and he thrives off of praise. nothing turns him on more than seeing you beneath him all teary-faced and fucked dumb, blubbering out how big he is or how good he feels.

he loves gripping your face in his big hand, teasing you and asking you "who do you belong to?" "who fucks you so good?" "im your fucking god, right?" "go on, beg your god to make you cum."

THIS.

don’t ask questions: suna falls asleep with a hand in your pants, atsumu sleeps with a hand on your breast, osamu sleeps with his head on your boobs, bokuto sleeps with a hand on your ass

everyday i cry abt my crush then i remember genshin men exist and thwn i get horny

untitled - luca kaneshiro

warnings - sugar daddy!luca kaneshiro . f!reader . public sex . fingering . recording

sugar daddy!luca who takes his pretty baby out shoppin <3 telling her to get an and everything that she wants because she so perfect she deserves the entire fuckin world <3

“ go ahead! everything is on me love!” you look at him a bit worried of what he’s saying. it’s not you’re not taking the offer. i mean fucking come on. he’s offering you any and everything fucking thing. taking the opportunity wouldnt be that bad right…?

sugar daddy!luca who sees you taking some quick pictures. he tells you to take a picture of him handing you the dior bag and post it on your story. let everyone know who’s treating you right.

“ don’t you wanna make everyone jealous?” he smiled at you. you pursed your lips a bit as tge phone came in contact with your chest. it wouldn’t be that wrong..? right…? i mean everyone can see how good of a time you’re having…? it’s not exactly bragging or rubbin’ it in their faces!

sugar daddy!luca who in the changing with you. fingers knuckle deep in your tight cunt.feeling your gummy walls clap on his fingers and he kissing you so your moans are controlled.

sugar daddy!luca whos now recording you riding his fat cock and whining for more of him <3 phone all angled perfectly so it’s capturing your pretty pussy swallowin’ his cock, along with your pretty tits. bouncing at each time you thrust your hips down and yelping at how good hit cock feels.

“there you fuckin’ go…” he groans, “ such a pretty look, bouncing on my dick like a fucking bitch in heat” he smiled up at you as he grabs your face, making you look at him.

“ you’re so fucked out, drool all over your pretty face” he chuckles a bit as he whips son of the saliva off of your face. “ you’re makeup all ruined too..they’re gonna know what we were doing in this changing room baby” luca frowned a bit. it not like they don’t already know—i mean you’re moaning like fucking crazy. you can’t just shut the fuck up. the owner of the clothing store can’t do anything really, luca quite literally rented out this entire place just his pretty baby.

diluc with a master kink be like 🤩🤩🤩

HAJFHWJD WAIT WAIT OHMYGOD . i love u . pls diluc is v private abt his sex life n relationship in general bc he doesnt want Anyone knowing whats going on in his life. which is why its so easy 2 rile him up. LIKE esp calling him shit ur supposed to be calling him in bed??? one day he’s been so busy nd hasnt paid any attention to u so in the middle of his meeting with jean, u sat next to him n placed ur hand on his thigh, leaning closer to whisper “master, i want you, please.” AND HE GOES BEETROOT RED , LOOKS AT U DEAD IN THE EYE AND TELLS U TO SHUT UP but hes stuttering bc his junior is watching him confusedly and u giggle to urself w a shit eating grin (kaeya’s in the corner laughing to himself) but if u thought u got away w that, ur wrong. the second u nd diluc get alone time in the office, yk hes already pounding into u against the table and shoving his glove in ur mouth to keep ur “filthy noises” to urself ... he’s holding both ur hands behind ur back as u practically drool. u can only mumble out “master diluc,” once more before he’s pushing his cum so deep witihin u ..

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›◞ abt. envy! she/her ─ 19. asian. my tumblr is for nsfw writing, occasionally sfw, though my main sfw fanfics are on ao3 @corpsesoul. my fics are mostly 3am rambles, but reqs are open for anything :3

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BYE WAIT NOW I WANT DILUC TO PUSH ME AGAINST THE WALL AND PULL MY HAIR BC HES MAD THAT I GAVE HIS OH SO BELOVED BROTHER A KISS ON THE CHEEK BC WE WERE BOTH UNDER THE MISTLETOE AAAA DMWKDNWKDMWKDN

scratches brain.. idunno man but aether and venti in skirts has my mind running thoughtS HNNNFMRMFMDMD

Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining