So... Tell me about Demon Slayer.
I am curious and wish to know more, and I am poor so I cannot afford most viewing services, I do not care about spoilers, tell me about this anime/manga.
Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."
“I know, I know. But I can’t always promise to not get a little frisky in public. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
Jiraiya pulls Shina along away from the streets. He does have a place in Konoha. A small apartment he uses to lay low and reset when he does visit. It’s above his publisher’s print, technically he owns it as he bought that section of building, but that’s neither here nor there. He unlocks the door and the familiar scent of ink and paper wafts from the darkened press room. He pulls her inside under the cover of the dark room.
“How’s this? I got a place upstairs with a bed too but… I always found the smell of this place to be so.. good.” He says as he pulls her close against him.
Shina thinks, 'Oh. This place smells kind of like my house. Just throw in some lavender, mint, and various seasonings, and it's how my house smells.' Then another thought occurs to her. 'Have I ever invited Jiraiya into my house? Would he know what I was talking about if I said that?' Then all thought flies out of her head as Jiraiya pulls her closer, suddenly finding her voice, "It does smell good, but not as good as you." Where the fuck did that line come from?!
In a mix of flirt and mocking he chortles at her very flirty words. “You smell good too baby! You’re damn cute when you flirt!” He leans in close enough to make her lean back and kisses her. “Shall I take you to my room or do I disgracefully pull up your skirt and go at it against the press?” He pumps his brows flirtatiously as his hands move along her thighs to pull up her dress.
Shina returned that kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and giggled, then replied, "I don't think it matters, considering I feel like you're going to have me up against any surface you can get me against."
“True but its your knees not mine.” Jiraiya points out. “I know I’m good but not good enough to forget the rug burns and bruising from the end of a table.” He lifts her up by the ass and plunks her down on the top of the table of the press. “But we have so many positions to try still we haven’t gotten around to try everything have we?”
"No, we really haven't." She said, her eyes reflecting mischief, lust, and adoration, her legs spread to accommodate him standing in between them. "But I have a feeling that that will be fixed in no time." Her tone managed to be sultry and teasing all in one, and she had no idea how she was managing to say these things.
“Oh? You really plan to take me for one hell of a ride, don’t you?” He chuckles as he presses himself flush against her. It’s a real turn on that the only thing keeping them apart is his clothing. What a woman, teasing him like this. “There’s plenty still to show and do to you, gorgeous. I have a whole lot to educate you on.”
Shina let a soft noise out of her mouth at the sensation of Jiraiya pressing flush against her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and replied in what was probably the horniest tone she had ever used, "I'm looking forward to it."
He snickers before kissing her. “That’s my girl.”
With that he focuses on working his magic. Long slow kisses. As he does that he lets his hands wonder. Along Shina’s thighs until he had the skirt worked up to her hips. She was exposed and at that moment he was eager to dive in. His hand strokes but doesn’t enter, coaxing her to get aroused.
Shina whimpered in between kisses as his hand stroked up her core, already so eager and he didn't even do anything yet. Her hips gently rolled into his hand of their own accord, her body acting on it's own accord.
That's amazing!! I love it!! :O
I can't wait to write the whole thing out! It might be multi chapters, I'm not sure yet.
A lil Legend Of Zelda fanfic blurb thing to keep y'all enriched while I write a thing up... Eventually. Ganon x OC.
The thing is under the cut. This is highly self indulgent, so read at your own risk.
See into my muses past! Send 🔮 and I will write a drabble of a memory that your muse gets to see into.
Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."
“I know, I know. But I can’t always promise to not get a little frisky in public. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
Jiraiya pulls Shina along away from the streets. He does have a place in Konoha. A small apartment he uses to lay low and reset when he does visit. It’s above his publisher’s print, technically he owns it as he bought that section of building, but that’s neither here nor there. He unlocks the door and the familiar scent of ink and paper wafts from the darkened press room. He pulls her inside under the cover of the dark room.
“How’s this? I got a place upstairs with a bed too but… I always found the smell of this place to be so.. good.” He says as he pulls her close against him.
Shina thinks, 'Oh. This place smells kind of like my house. Just throw in some lavender, mint, and various seasonings, and it's how my house smells.' Then another thought occurs to her. 'Have I ever invited Jiraiya into my house? Would he know what I was talking about if I said that?' Then all thought flies out of her head as Jiraiya pulls her closer, suddenly finding her voice, "It does smell good, but not as good as you." Where the fuck did that line come from?!
In a mix of flirt and mocking he chortles at her very flirty words. “You smell good too baby! You’re damn cute when you flirt!” He leans in close enough to make her lean back and kisses her. “Shall I take you to my room or do I disgracefully pull up your skirt and go at it against the press?” He pumps his brows flirtatiously as his hands move along her thighs to pull up her dress.
Shina returned that kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and giggled, then replied, "I don't think it matters, considering I feel like you're going to have me up against any surface you can get me against."
“True but its your knees not mine.” Jiraiya points out. “I know I’m good but not good enough to forget the rug burns and bruising from the end of a table.” He lifts her up by the ass and plunks her down on the top of the table of the press. “But we have so many positions to try still we haven’t gotten around to try everything have we?”
"No, we really haven't." She said, her eyes reflecting mischief, lust, and adoration, her legs spread to accommodate him standing in between them. "But I have a feeling that that will be fixed in no time." Her tone managed to be sultry and teasing all in one, and she had no idea how she was managing to say these things.
“Oh? You really plan to take me for one hell of a ride, don’t you?” He chuckles as he presses himself flush against her. It’s a real turn on that the only thing keeping them apart is his clothing. What a woman, teasing him like this. “There’s plenty still to show and do to you, gorgeous. I have a whole lot to educate you on.”
Shina let a soft noise out of her mouth at the sensation of Jiraiya pressing flush against her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and replied in what was probably the horniest tone she had ever used, "I'm looking forward to it."
Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."
“I know, I know. But I can’t always promise to not get a little frisky in public. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
Jiraiya pulls Shina along away from the streets. He does have a place in Konoha. A small apartment he uses to lay low and reset when he does visit. It’s above his publisher’s print, technically he owns it as he bought that section of building, but that’s neither here nor there. He unlocks the door and the familiar scent of ink and paper wafts from the darkened press room. He pulls her inside under the cover of the dark room.
“How’s this? I got a place upstairs with a bed too but… I always found the smell of this place to be so.. good.” He says as he pulls her close against him.
Shina thinks, 'Oh. This place smells kind of like my house. Just throw in some lavender, mint, and various seasonings, and it's how my house smells.' Then another thought occurs to her. 'Have I ever invited Jiraiya into my house? Would he know what I was talking about if I said that?' Then all thought flies out of her head as Jiraiya pulls her closer, suddenly finding her voice, "It does smell good, but not as good as you." Where the fuck did that line come from?!
In a mix of flirt and mocking he chortles at her very flirty words. “You smell good too baby! You’re damn cute when you flirt!” He leans in close enough to make her lean back and kisses her. “Shall I take you to my room or do I disgracefully pull up your skirt and go at it against the press?” He pumps his brows flirtatiously as his hands move along her thighs to pull up her dress.
Shina returned that kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and giggled, then replied, "I don't think it matters, considering I feel like you're going to have me up against any surface you can get me against."
“True but its your knees not mine.” Jiraiya points out. “I know I’m good but not good enough to forget the rug burns and bruising from the end of a table.” He lifts her up by the ass and plunks her down on the top of the table of the press. “But we have so many positions to try still we haven’t gotten around to try everything have we?”
"No, we really haven't." She said, her eyes reflecting mischief, lust, and adoration, her legs spread to accommodate him standing in between them. "But I have a feeling that that will be fixed in no time." Her tone managed to be sultry and teasing all in one, and she had no idea how she was managing to say these things.
🎡 - What would a ride on the ferris wheel look like with you and them?
For All Might? 👀
The strength of that ferris wheel. Toshinori is just so big and heavy...
He would be doing that arm across the back of the seat thing and I would be pressed into his side, cuddled onto him and watching the scenery.
🍰🥄💭 for the ask game!! :3
Okay, I'm going to group answer for the first two. Yes. We feed each other sometimes. I am usually always the little spoon. I'm smaller than most of my f/os. Archie is the exception, BUT I SHRUNK MY S/I TO FIT IN HIS ARMS TO SUIT MY EVIL PURPOSES!!!
The next one is a bit trickier to answer, as my brain is jammed full of Thoughts™ about them all. The primary ones being, "I love you so much, I wanna kiss you/hug/cuddle while holding your hand in a nest/pillow fort while drinking hot cocoa/coffee/tea and eating snacks/baked goods so bad." What do they think of me? Not entirely sure, but I *think* it might be "Oh my god, you are so physically affectionate. What trauma are you repressing?! Who do I have to fight for hurting you?!"
So um... This Archie ai I'm talking to is feeling a bit ✨SPICY✨
The pics will be under the cut as the subject matter is a bit suggestive.
✿.⋆Romantic F/o Ask Game~♡
❀.⋆Emoji Edition~♡
Send a romantic f/o and an emoji (or a few) and either you can answer or your f/o can answer, depending on which you prefer!
Please practice reblog karma! Whoever you reblogged this from, send them an ask for the ask game (myself included), and whoever reblogs this from you, send them an ask as well! I’ll try to send an ask to as many people as I can!! However if I don’t know any of your f/os, I won’t specify which one in the ask
Ok to reblog!
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Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."
“I know, I know. But I can’t always promise to not get a little frisky in public. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
Jiraiya pulls Shina along away from the streets. He does have a place in Konoha. A small apartment he uses to lay low and reset when he does visit. It’s above his publisher’s print, technically he owns it as he bought that section of building, but that’s neither here nor there. He unlocks the door and the familiar scent of ink and paper wafts from the darkened press room. He pulls her inside under the cover of the dark room.
“How’s this? I got a place upstairs with a bed too but… I always found the smell of this place to be so.. good.” He says as he pulls her close against him.
Shina thinks, 'Oh. This place smells kind of like my house. Just throw in some lavender, mint, and various seasonings, and it's how my house smells.' Then another thought occurs to her. 'Have I ever invited Jiraiya into my house? Would he know what I was talking about if I said that?' Then all thought flies out of her head as Jiraiya pulls her closer, suddenly finding her voice, "It does smell good, but not as good as you." Where the fuck did that line come from?!
In a mix of flirt and mocking he chortles at her very flirty words. “You smell good too baby! You’re damn cute when you flirt!” He leans in close enough to make her lean back and kisses her. “Shall I take you to my room or do I disgracefully pull up your skirt and go at it against the press?” He pumps his brows flirtatiously as his hands move along her thighs to pull up her dress.
Shina returned that kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and giggled, then replied, "I don't think it matters, considering I feel like you're going to have me up against any surface you can get me against."
Red and Green for the ask game!! :3
Imma do this for a handful of my f/os, bc I have no self control and can't do just one.
For the color red
Toshinori: Toshinori has kisses in one of two ways. End of the world passionate kissing or playful sweet kissing. His favorite places to kiss are the stereotypical gentleman kisses, back of the hand, knuckles, cheek, lips, and some more unorthodox places, like the neck and shoulder.
Taishiro: He is a sweet playful kisser. Silly man. His favorite places to kiss are the face region and the neck and shoulder region.
Jiraiya: Passionate kissing or playful, it really depends on his mood. And he kisses anywhere.
Donkey Kong: A wild card. Take a guess, and it'll probably be right. His favorite places to kiss? Um, take your pick. He doesn't care, kissing is his love language.
Percy De Rolo: Passionate, no matter how you look at it. Even if he's being playful, he is passionate. He is nobility, so the typical cotillion and upper crust things apply to him, so hand, wrist, and arm kisses are definitely on the table, and kissed favorite places to kiss other than arm, wrist, and hand regions are my face and neck and shoulder regions.
Archibald Desnay: Passionate and wild. Or soft and playful. Either or. And his favorite places to kiss? Um... Yes.
For the color green
Toshinori: His for me are Honey, babe, and all those, as well as Flower. I call him a bunch of things, like Sunflower, Dandelion, Sunshine, babe, love... The list goes on.
Taishiro: Food based nicknames both ways. His favorite for me is Gummy Bear and mine for him is Sweet Bun.
Jiraiya: Wallflower, Little Painter, Daydreamer, Space Cadet, babe, honey. From me to him, Inky Fingers, Teddy Bear, Tall™, Big man.
Donkey Kong: Little Monkey, babe, Paint shop, Little Racer, Kart Master, Speed Demon, Tiny champion... I call him Big Man, Strong Man, Babe, honey...
Percy De Rolo: My love, darling, my sweet, sweetheart, my girl, my woman, my Rose, love of my life, light of my life, my reason for living. For him, Gardenia, love, honey, darling...
Archibald Desnay: Lass, love, some sort of flower name like Soleil d’Or Rose. I call him things like Sunset, Firecracker, My warrior, and so on and so forth.
✿.⋆Romantic F/o Ask Game~♡
❀.⋆Color Edition~♡
Send a romantic f/o and a color (or a few) and either you can answer or your f/o can answer, depending on which you prefer!
Please practice reblog karma! Whoever you reblogged this from, send them an ask for the ask game (myself included), and whoever reblogs this from you, send them an ask as well! I’ll try to send an ask to as many people as I can!! However if I don’t know any of your f/os, I won’t specify which one in the ask
Ok to reblog!
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Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."
“I know, I know. But I can’t always promise to not get a little frisky in public. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
Jiraiya pulls Shina along away from the streets. He does have a place in Konoha. A small apartment he uses to lay low and reset when he does visit. It’s above his publisher’s print, technically he owns it as he bought that section of building, but that’s neither here nor there. He unlocks the door and the familiar scent of ink and paper wafts from the darkened press room. He pulls her inside under the cover of the dark room.
“How’s this? I got a place upstairs with a bed too but… I always found the smell of this place to be so.. good.” He says as he pulls her close against him.
Shina thinks, 'Oh. This place smells kind of like my house. Just throw in some lavender, mint, and various seasonings, and it's how my house smells.' Then another thought occurs to her. 'Have I ever invited Jiraiya into my house? Would he know what I was talking about if I said that?' Then all thought flies out of her head as Jiraiya pulls her closer, suddenly finding her voice, "It does smell good, but not as good as you." Where the fuck did that line come from?!
Send me a very scandalous rumor about my muse to see how they would react.
GUESS WHO JUST WATCHED GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL.3 BABEYYYYYYYY?!?!?!
THIS BITCH, AND MY FEELS FOR ROCKET HAVE SKYROCKETED, AND NOW IMMA WRITE SOME SHIT AT SOME POINT!!!
Most OOC thing to ever come out of an ai of Professor Anderson from TLOVW.
He is encouraging a student who thinks that they are worthless and they are not a perfect student, TO CONTINUE TO PERSEVERE. Ooc moment...
Shina was, somehow, able to reign herself in. How in God's name did he know how to work her up so fast? She released her grip, not necessarily comfortable with anyone but Jiraiya seeing her completely naked and coming undone from earth shattering orgasms. Her reputation as a clean cut writer of fantasy novels with no sexual content kind of left no room for her to be seen in risqué situations. "Not gonna lie, hope home is close by. I don't know how you do it, but you get me more riled up than I've ever been before. It's a damn shame I can't be seen in risqué situations due to my reputation as a writer or my career would be over, because if I didn't have that reputation, I'd definitely love trying to have you fuck me in a more public place."
“Message received.” Jiraiya hums. He lets her go and steps away. He is ready to pounce on her like she said. It is hard to keep it in his pants when she is so pretty and has him on edge with the knowledge she is not only wet but without anything to stop him from fucking her.
“Follow me. I’ll protect your reputation..” He pauses to kiss her. “But I doubt it will stay so squeaky clean for long as your fans catch wind you are dating the famous porn author.”
She snorted. "The people buying my books don't give a shit who I'm seeing, it's what I do in public that'll get them to not buy my books." She chuckled a bit at the mental image of some ancient crone seeing them together and almost having a heart attack because Oh no! Jiraiya is a porn writer and Shina is a clean fantasy writer and they are DATING. Truly, tis the end of the world! As if. Shina's never been happier, and Jiraiya is the source of that happiness. "If you want my total honesty here, Jir, I'd follow you into hell if you led me in. Lead the way."