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Just posted a part two of the Nanami x reader mini series! Who should my next one shot/ mini series be about? *TO ALL THE Castlevania STANS YES THE PART 3 IS COMING LMAO *

Trouble (Part 2)

Nanami x Y/N Reader

Warning: smut || MDNI

*Link to part one at the bottom*

“Don’t get yourself in trouble.” His voice coated with lust.

You furrow your brows, cock your head to the side and say, “Why would I be in trouble?”

He lets out a laugh as he walks to your side of the desk. He towers over you while you stay seated. He was asserting his dominance and it was working. You look up at him with pleading eyes, speechless as to what is about to happen next.

“What is it that you want, Y/N?” He teases you, blurring the lines between seductive and casual.

“I-uh, I want…I.” You stumble over your words as he stares down at you with a straight face.

He gets on his knees in front of you, meeting you at eye level as you sit. He rests his hands on your knees as if he would pry them open at any moment.

“No reason to get shy, gorgeous. Tell me what it is that you want?” He added in a low whisper.

His words send a spark down to your center and you can barely breathe. You’re the only thing stopping him from having his way with you. You’ve got to say something.

“I….I want you to touch me.” The words fall from your lips softly as a mischievous smirk spreads across his face.

He unbuttons your blouse and slides his hands under your thin bralette. Your nipples instantly get hard at his touch. His grip on your breast was tight but his touch was gentle. He started massaging them, taking your nipple in between his pointer finger and thumb. He was fascinated by the faces you made as he played with your tits; so much that he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you.

He stops fondling your breasts and stands up. You pout at him, wanting him to continue. He flashes you a soft smile and says, “Sit on your desk.”

You stand up and sit on your desk. You open your legs slightly as you stare at Kento with lust in your eyes. He stands between your legs, placing his hand on your jawline. He kisses you softly at first, showing some restraint. You graze your hand over the bulge in his pants causing him to moan in your mouth. He pulls you closer which deepens your kiss.

He pried your legs open with one hand and hiked up your skirt with the other. He pulls your panties to the side, revealing just how turned on you are. He pulls away from your kiss, to admire you. You can’t help but to squirm as he stares at your most sensitive part. He runs his pointer finger through your wet folds, sending a shiver down your spine.

“You’re so wet, Y/N. I haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He brings that same finger to his mouth, covering it in his saliva.

He made sure to keep direct eye contact when he bent down and took your pussy in his mouth. He immediately added his fingers. You hum in delight, feeling his thick fingers pump in and out of you while he lapped up your juices. Your plump thighs caressed his face as he devoured you whole. It took everything for you to not scream his name. Using both your hands, you covered your mouth to stop your moans from being heard. You were already coming undone on his face. Feeling your walls clench around his fingers made him eager to fuck you. He wanted to show some restraint, thinking that’s what a gentleman should do. However, his dick was throbbing through his pants when he heard your muffled whimpers as you came in his face. You pull him close, placing your mouth by his ear and say, “I want the real thing, unbuckle your belt.”

Nanami pauses looking at you with his signature straight face. He seriously didn’t want to get you in trouble. However, he would be stupid to turn you down considering that he’s been wanting this for weeks. He slowly pulls his fingers out of you and unbuckles his belt. His pants fall to the floor, pooling around his ankles. He slides his underwear down to reveal his veiny member, oozing precum. You were drooling at the sight of it, you couldn’t help but to stare. Nanami has you lay your back on the desk, placing your weight on your elbows.

“I want to see that gorgeous face.” He groans as he’s in between your legs, gently rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds. “You can’t be loud, sweetheart. Promise me you’ll keep it down?” He whispers.

You nod your head yes and lift your legs up to your chest. He slowly pushes his girthy shaft into your tight hole. Your eyes immediately meeting the back of your skull. You squirm under him as you adjust to his size. His face was burning seeing you like this, being so close to you, and feeling your heat wrapped around him.

“Ahh, just like that.” He whispers while looking down at you. He begins thrusting into you, only going deeper with each thrust. While this was a quiet sex position, it was one that pushed you straight into euphoria. Your fingers clung to the edge of the desk as he drilled into you carefully, wanting to avoid the sound of your ass clapping. The moans that we’re falling out of your mouth grew louder the closer he got to your g spot.

His hand flies over your mouth as he whispers, “You want everyone to hear you getting fucked in your office?” You quickly nod your head no as he continues burying his cock in you.

He sucks in a breath and lets out a,“That’s my girl. I’m so close already, baby. You’re doing such a good job.” You hook your stocking covered legs upon his shoulders. He nuzzles face to your calf, leaving small kisses on your legs as he continues to snap his hips forward.

Every praise that left his mouth brought you closer to your orgasm. He started whispering sweet nothings to you, making the knot in your stomach grow more intense.

“Oh god, I’m cumming.” You say in a high pitched voice as you dig your nails into your desk, chipping the paint.

“Ugh, yea. I’m gonna fill you up, Y/N. I’ll take care of you. It’s too good. You’re so good.” He groans lightly, his hips moving at an alarming rate.

Your breathing quickens as your muscles start to tighten around him. He winces and groans as he feels your walls pulsating around him. The sight and feeling of you coming undone made him cover your walls with thick coats of his cum. You were startled by the amount of cum he’s pumping into you but you wanted every drop. He leans forward to kiss you, muting the soft moans that we’re falling out of both your mouths. You both ride out your orgasms, making out with each other.

“I'm so sorry, Ms. Y/N. I couldn’t help myself.” He says as he pulls away from the kiss, staring into your eyes lovingly. He pulls out of you and grabs the tissue box on the bookshelf for you.

“Don’t apologize. I definitely started it.” You laugh while wiping your inner thighs.

He pulls his pants up, tucking in his shirt before buttoning his pants. You fix your panties and stand up in front of him. He helps you fix your clothes, making sure you looked just as perfect as you did before he fucked you.

“I should probably get out of here and let you work, huh?” He says buttoning up your shirt.

“Yea, I should do my job…I guess.” You say looking up at him.

He kisses your forehead and walks over to grab his bag off the hook.

“Y/N, would you want to get lunch together? As a date?” He asks directly.

You get goosebumps from his words.

“Yes, I’d love to.” You say with a smile.

“Great,” he grabs a business card from your desk and says, “I’ll text you.”

I loved writing this mini series!! Nanami, the man you are 😩 I hope you guys liked it! Shoutout to the Nanami divas❤️

Part one

Masterlist

Please don’t steal or alter my writings ©️

Mood.

the next shakespeare is probably out there somewhere writing ao3 smut

GIRL you are KILLING IT! GIRL i don’t think it’s MOVING ANYMORE. GIRL you can STOP BITING

Chapter 311 - Here We Go!!

Reblog if you’re over 20 and still read/write fan fiction.

I’m curious!

Trouble (Part 1)

Nanami Kento x Y/N Reader

Warning: sexual tension ||| MDNI

This is the third week in a row that Nanami has seen you at the library. You were a music theory tutor that was hired in the beginning of month. Nanami often watched you while he read. You first caught his eye when you bumped into him three weeks ago, carrying a stack of sheet music and books. You both often think about that interaction. The way you accidentally touched his hand while picking up the sheets of papers, how smooth his voice sounded when he spoke to you, him complimenting your eyes…. Just for you guys to never have a real conversation after that. The only reason you know his name is because you took it upon yourself to look it up on the check in computer. You were gonna have a conversation with him today, though. You planned it.

“Good morning.” You say to the receptionist as you walk into the library.

“Good morning, Y/N. You’re here early?” She flashes you a look of suspicion. “Trying to beat Nanami here so you can finally talk to him?”

You jump at the true accusation, getting shy over her noticing.

“Whhhaaaa,” the pitch of your voice being high. “Can’t I be early to the job I love SO much?” You play off your nervousness.

Your coworker laughs and says , “I saw you look up his name that day, girl. You’re not slick. Besides I don’t think he’s married, or has kids or anything.” Married? That thought didn’t even cross your mind. “This is the perfect morning to talk to him, Your first student cancelled and then you have office hour, then lunch.”

“This is the motivation I needed, thank you, girl.” You walk to your cramped office and place your things down. You immediately stand in-front of the full body mirror by your book shelf, making sure you look perfect. You wore a black fitted blouse, that accentuated your waist. You unbuttoned one more button to reveal abit of your breasts. Your smokey grey skirt hugged your hips and stopped a couple of inches above your knees. You turn around, revealing the slit in the back of the skirt. You silently thank your mom for blessing you with a perfect ass and rack to match. You face forward again, fixing your stockings. You check the time, shit, he should be here any minute.

“I need perfume.” You say rummaging through your purse. You spray a couple spritz, put away your things, and hastily walk to the library.

“Good morning, Nanami.” You hear the receptionist say.

He softly smiles at her and says, “Good morning. They got you working by yourself?”

“No, Y/N is here too.” Your coworker pointing over at you, pretending to look through the go back cart.

“That’s good. Don’t work too hard.” He says as he swipes his card to check in.

Today he wore a fitted blue dress shirt, that showed the outline of his chiseled chest and arms. He had worn this shirt before and personally, it was your favorite. You smiled lightly at him and waved as he walked up to you. You didn’t realize how much taller he was than you until he was standing right in front of you.

“Good morning.” You say turning your head to face him.

“Good morning. I know I come here once or twice a week but I don’t think I ever got your name?” His question jump starting your pulse.

“Y/N L/N. Pleased to meet you.” You hold out your hand for him to shake it. His big calloused hands engulf yours as he says, “Nanami Kento. The pleasure is mine.”

His face was perfection up close, prominent cheek bones, sharp jaw line, and nice lips. All you needed to know is if you were his type, then you wouldn’t be nervous. He lets go of your hand and you awkwardly smile at him as you keep sorting the books.

“What do you like to read?” You blurt out. You were gonna talk to this man whether you like it or not.

He lets out a “hmm” as he looked up to think. He stuck his hand in his pockets and said, “This is a broad answer but fiction or non fiction. What about you? You seem like you have good taste.”

Okay, what did he just say? You seem like you have good taste? He’s flirting with you but you still need more convincing. You stop sorting the books and turn your body towards him.

“When I’m not reading music theory books, I enjoy romance. It’s a nice change of pace after talking about how to build Neapolitan sixth chords all day.” You feel his eyes burning holes through you, your not even sure if he was listening. His wandering eyes taking in every detail of your body. You’ve felt this gaze before, now that you think about it. However, you didn’t know it was him on the other side of it. He’s been caught and that was the evidence you needed to really take control of the situation.

“How long have you done music for?” His eyes shifting back to my eyes.

You smirk and say “20 years. I’m currently 25.”

“I had no idea you were such an impressive young woman.”

“There’s lot you don’t know about me. What about you, Mr. Nanami ? What do you do for work?” You start pushing the cart and he follows. It seemed like he wanted this conservation to continue. He spoke to you the entire time you were doing the go backs, an hour passing the both of you by. Thank god the library is dead this morning.

“Y/N, your office hour starts now.” Your coworker says from across the room.

“Thank you.” You reply.

“Office hour, huh? I assume you have to leave now?” He says lightly.

“Not quite, you can come read in my office… if you’d like.”

He slightly blushes at your words and says, “I won’t get you in trouble, will I?”

“As long as you don’t tell anybody.” You wink at him and push the go back cart back to the front of the library.

You exchange looks with your coworker at the front as she puts her headphones in. You mouth the words “thank you” before heading back into your small office, with Nanami sitting in the chair infront of your desk. He had his book in hand and already hung his bag next to yours on the wall. You make eye contact with him as you close the door, knowing it’s gonna be a tight squeeze when you pass by him to get to your chair behind the desk. He knew this too.

“Excuse me, I’m gonna get right past you.” You say as you shimmy your way infront him. Your plump breasts being a hairsbreadth away from his face. He got close enough to get a whiff of your perfume and that was enough to jumpstart his pulse.

You turn on your computer as Nanami starts reading. You sat in silence for a few moments with each other. You both were exchanging glances every now and then. He loosen his yellow spotted tie and runs his hand through his hair. He leans back in his chair, spreading his legs slightly; putting his whole body on display for you.

Your intrusive thoughts take over and you rub one of your heels against his ankle. He looks up from his book to see your reaction. Nothing. You kept typing on your computer and ignored his glance. He went back to his book. You did it again, this time wondering up to his knee.

“Mmm.” He lets out as he flashes you warning look.

“You good?” You ask playing dumb.

“Mhm.” He plays along.

A few minutes pass by and you repeat your actions. This time, running your heel up to his crotch. You feel him squirm under your leg. He puts his book down and locks his gaze on you. His hands slowly wander up your stocking covered leg.

“Don’t get yourself in trouble.”

WHEN THIS IDEA CAME TO ME I HAD TO WRITE IT DOWN. I hope you all like it!

Part two

Masterlist

Please do not alter or steal my writings ©️

Yall don’t come for me… I know the votes were for Alucard x Reader One shot (even though I just POSTED A TWO PART) but I just started a Nanami x Reader one shot and it’s giiiivvinnnggg!!!

Nanami reads at the library reader works at and they have been secretly crushing on each other. Three weeks pass by and reader realizes that he’s not going to make the first move. (A king that doesn’t bother women unsolicitedly) just know Nanami is about to talk the panties off of reader!!!!

That’s all I’m disclosing about the next one shot. IT IS SMUT OF COURSE. Expect it to be done in like a week maybe less idk it’s a hot one I might just plow through it 🫡

idk, just a shinsou. I cant sleep lol

I see my man in apron and I go uga buga

morning ☀️

Happy new year to everyone!!! My last gojo drawing of the year >:))))) thank you to Han Maru

Endless Drolta Tzuentes 3/∞

Tiffany “New York” Pollard Flavor of Love - Season 2 (2006)

An Ode to Black Fanfic Writers

To the Black fanfic writers,

When I first joined Tumblr, I was lost. I didn’t know what to expect, didn’t know if this was a space I could call home. Everything felt overwhelming posts flying by, tags I didn’t understand, communities I didn’t know how to approach. I didn’t even know if I’d like it here. But then I stumbled across your stories, and everything changed.

You saved me.

Through your words, I found my footing in a space that, at first, didn’t feel like it had room for me. You gave me stories that wrapped around me like a warm hug, characters that looked like me, sounded like me, loved like me. You showed me what this app could be what it could mean. You reminded me that our stories are powerful, that we are powerful.

Thank you for being the guiding light I didn’t know I needed.

In a world where Black characters are so often sidelined, erased, or stereotyped, you did something revolutionary: you made us the center. You wrote us as heroes, as lovers, as dreamers. You gave us magic, power, and complexity. You reminded us that we can be everything.

When I read your work, I saw Black girls with wide smiles and wild curls, unafraid to take up space. I saw Black boys navigating their pain and triumphing over it. I saw queer Black love, soft Black love, fierce Black love. And I saw us thriving, not just surviving.

You gave me stories that said, “You belong here.” And that meant everything.

Your stories didn’t just give me representation; they gave me community. Through your words, I connected with people who understood what it means to feel invisible in spaces where you should be seen. People who share my love for these characters and who understand the joy of seeing ourselves in these worlds.

You showed me that fandom isn’t just about the media we consume it’s about the people we meet along the way. The way you build each other up, support one another, and create a space where Black voices shine is nothing short of extraordinary.

I didn’t just find stories on Tumblr. I found a family.

I know it’s not easy. Writing is hard. Posting your work for the world to see is even harder. Yet you do it anyway. You push through the doubt, the fear, the imposter syndrome, and you create. You write stories that make us laugh, cry, and feel seen.

I think about the late nights you spend revising, the time you dedicate to perfecting every scene, every line of dialogue. I think about how you manage to weave pieces of our culture our humor, our slang, our struggles into your stories so effortlessly. It’s art, and it’s real.

Your stories remind us that creativity is resistance. That writing Black characters who are loved, desired, and heroic is an act of defiance in a world that tries to diminish us. You’re not just writing fanfiction, you're making a statement: “We matter. We belong. We are worthy.”

Why You Matter So Much

As a 21-year-old Black woman, I can’t tell you how much your work has inspired me. You’ve shown me the beauty of our diversity, the depth of our experiences, and the endless possibilities of our stories. You’ve reminded me that Blackness is infinite.

You’ve given me hope in ways I didn’t even know I needed. You’ve shown me that joy is revolutionary, that our stories deserve to be told. You’ve given me love stories that feel like home, characters that feel like family, and worlds that feel like freedom.

You’ve saved me on my darkest days.

Forever Grateful

To the Black fanfic writers who dared to take up space in a fandom culture that didn’t always want us here, thank you. Thank you for showing up, for creating, for building a world where we can see ourselves as everything we’ve ever dreamed of being.

You’ve reminded me and so many others that we are powerful, that we are beautiful, that we are worthy of being the main character. You’ve given me more than I could ever repay.

So here’s to you the storytellers, the dreamers, the visionaries.

You’ve made this app feel like home.

You’ve made me feel seen, heard, and loved.

And I am forever grateful.

With love and admiration,

A Black girl who finally found herself through your words.

I am definitely all the writers I know and love and I hope to find more of y'all so I can add y'all to the list, if there is more please tag them! let's show them the love they deserve!

@theegoldenchild @theereina @thecoochiefairy @theblacklewinsky @biglibrat @earthchica @violetmuses @hotgrlcece @megamindsecretlair @wintrrxxo @blkwriters @nysrage @starcrossedxwriter @dilfl0v3rss @merakidoll @eyelessfaces @nayaxwrites @erikismybitch @hearteyes-for-killmonger @nahimjustfeelingit-writes @chrollohearttags @st4rbwrry @salaciousdoll @kenshisluvrgirl @writingsbytee @thecoochiefairy @caashmoneynae @thatone-girly @keyaho @nova2kss

Hawks sketches bcuz no one can stop me >:) i’ll post the third one soon once i’m finished

I’ll Take You (Part Two)

Alucard x Reader Mini Series (link to part one at the bottom)

WARNING: SMUT ||| MDNI

“You’re not afraid?” His breath hitting the side of your neck, jump starting your pulse. Scared was the last emotion you felt. You wanted him.

“If you wanted to do anything, you would’ve done it in that alleyway.” You whisper back.

“What if I like playing with my food?” Alucard teases.

“Then play with it.” You respond as you tilt your head to the side and reveal your neck to him. Alucard raises his brows, shocked by your actions. He grabs your hand and leads you outside of the tavern.

Next thing you know, your harp laid on the ground as you’re back was being pressed up against a tree. Alucard’s hands exploring your body as he takes a long lick up your neck; causing a budding warmth in between your thighs. Are you really about to fuck a vampire in the woods in the middle of nightfall? Absolutely. Soft whimpers fell from your mouth as he kissed your neck. The adrenaline that raced through you was unmatched.

“Fuck.” You moan under your breath as he kissed his way down your body.

“This is the only devouring of humans that I do.” He slyly says as he makes his way under your dress, hooking your right leg on his shoulder so that your most sensitive part is exposed to him. Wasting no time, he slowly drags his tongue through your folds making you squirm. Digging his nails into the back our thighs to hold you still so he can devour you.

“Mmmm, Adrian, you’re such a good boy.” Moans falling out of your mouth like water as he sucked on your clit. Why was that so tantalizing to hear? Getting praise from you like that got his cock bulging through his pants. He couldn’t help but moan into you, the vibration making your eyes roll back. His chin smeared with your sticky wetness, he really couldn’t get enough. He loved the taste of you. His amber eyes looking up at you for a reaction as he pushed a finger into your soaked entrance.

“Mmm, you’re so warm…nice and wet too, Y/N. Cum for me.” He hums in delight as he curls his fingers inside you. You push back his hair, as you grind on his face, getting closer to release. Your body felt so hot compared to his. A knot begins to form in your stomach as he kept the same pace for you.

“Adrian, ah fuck yes.” Your moans high pitched and pinched as you feel yourself coming undone. He held you in place and watched your body contort for him. The sight of you unraveling on his fingers and face made him so hard. You were a vision like this. As you come down, he slides his fingers out and licks them. Towering over you once again, giving you same look a predator gives its prey.

You untie his sword holster from around his waist, faster than you’ve done anything before. You rub your fingers over the bulge in his tight pants making him squirm. You pull his pants down, revealing his perfect dick. Pre cum oozing from his pink tip, he wanted you more than anything. You attempt to get on your knees but instead you get lifted up in one swift motion. Your legs wrapped around his torso as he planted you between him and the tree once again. He pressed his forehead agnist yours as he breathes out, “I want you, Y/N. Let me have you.”

The tip of his cock lightly brushing aganist your warmth sent you both in frenzy. You whisper the words, “Adrian, take me.” He lined up his dick and slowly thrusted into your wetness. Your eyes rolling to the back your head as he stretched you out in the best way. Both of you moaning and holding each other tighter as he slowly thrusts in and out of you.

“Oh, you’re so warm. This is intoxicating, fuck.” He growled as you ran your fingers down his clothed back. He picks up the pace as soon as he hears your validating moans. To him, your moans were just as beautiful as when you serenade an audience. But the sounds you made in this moment were all for him, and only for him. You didn’t know what was hotter, him holding you up like you weighed nothing and fucking you or the sweet nothings he was whispering in your ear as he worked up to his orgasm.

“You’re making such a mess on me, Y/N. You’re so wet…Uh-Mmm and I love it so-fuck-ing much.” He moaned inbetween thrusts.

You were about to cum again and he knew it too. He couldn’t sing but he was good at using his voice in other ways. He knew what to say and do to get you right where he wanted you. All five of your senses overstimulated because of him, which leads you to another toe curling orgasm. Your walls tightening around him, giving him no choice but to cum too.

“Thaaaat’s it, darling.” He moans as he fills you up with thick ropes of his cum.

You couldn’t even begin to process what just happened. He slowly pulls out of you, while you both catch your breath. Pulls his pants up and adjust his coat. You lift up his sword and holster, looking at it. He places his thumb on your chin making you look up at him. He gives you a quick kiss on the lips and says, ”I’ll be taking that” as he grabs the holster from your hands.

“Thank you for not sucking my blood.” You tease him while you fix your dress.

He lets out a small laugh and says, “it’s the least I could do.”

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Click here for part one!

Click here for part THREEE

When I tell you I am OVERWHELMED by the response this got in less than two days 😭 thank you guys SO much!!! I literally joined tumblr as a writer a month or two ago and this is the first thing that’s gotten some traction!!!! so thank you!!! leave a comment if I should continue this. It was only suppose to be two parts but yall are really going off lol

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Guys who am I writing the next one shot about 😩 there are the characters I know pretty well

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when you get this you have to answer with 5 things u like about yourself. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (no pressure though! positivity is cool~)✨💝

Okayyyy

1. I love that I am a educated black queer woman 👏🏾

2. I love that I am a musician and multi-instrumental/voice instructor. ( hence the name nakidoriii {song bird})

3. I love my determination towards anything I put my mind too

4. I love that I love to learn about everything.

5. Annnndddd I love that I’m a easy going person with a touch of work addiction lmaoooo

Yay this was fun! You guys got to know more about me :)

non iida post jumpscare

Reblog if you write fan fiction

Doesn’t matter if you write in a frequent basis, or once in a blue moon, just how many of us are there?

thinking about Deku and all the obscure silly things he knows

He is so.....

guy who loves his wife/goddess

original meme below

You know that s2 scene where Annette is connecting with her ancestors to talk to Sekhmet while Alucard and Richter wait for her to get done meditating/levitating?

I really love when Richter asks Alucard if he can go with her to the spirit realm and Uncle Alucard is like "you have never worshipped those gods and don't know jack about what she's doing right now"

And all I could think about was how Alucard very nicely told Richter that "your heart is in the right place cuz you love Annette but some stuff is just for Black people who practice this dutifully, stay in your lane and just be supportive"

And Richter listened, giving Annette what she needed, making Annette feel supported in her darkest hours of struggle. This ship has me in a chokehold