Tag: Nsfw

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Prompt: Grabbed by the Hair

Character(s): Laito, Cordelia

Warnings: Child abuse, implied csa, implied incest, emotional abuse and manipulation, Cordelia

“I love you,” she crooned, face buried in the crook of his shoulder, and Laito felt absolutely sick.

His sweaty bangs fell in his face, hair damp and clinging to his neck. His chest heaved with uneven breaths, trying to keep up with everything that he’d just been through. His hands, by his sides, were shaking.

Cordelia, his beautiful mother, had pulled away as soon as she was done with him, smiling like the cat that had caught the canary.

Laito closed his eyes for a moment, exhaustion weighing him down. He was tired, so tired, cold to his core now that she wasn’t leaning on him, holding him in place. Unpleasant as it was, as all of this was, sometimes, Laito only felt like he was still a part of the world was in those moments.

His mother’s expression soured. She paused in tugging her dress back on, and turned towards him, features trained into something cold.

“Laito, are you forgetting something?” Cordelia’s words were kind, but her tone was sharp and bitter, cutting like a knife, and Laito flinched.

“I love you too, mother,” he said, voice a whisper in the dark room, and Cordelia smiled again. She always wanted the attention, always wanted to be thanked for every moment she spent with someone, and Laito should have known that forgetting to reaffirm her would end in a foul mood.

Stepping closer, Cordelia ran one fine, long-fingered hand through Laito’s hair, an imitation of a caress that almost felt real, unpleasant only in the chill of her touch and the unamused stiffness of her movements.

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you?” she soothed, and Laito shivered. Attention like this was rare, even when it was clear she didn’t want to do it.

“Yes, mother,” he replied, fighting the urge to roll over and bury himself in the blankets, soak in her affection while it lasted, even false as it was. His eyes closed, the only respite he could allow himself for now.

“Laito,” Cordelia’s voice went cold. “I don’t like that tone.”

A part of Laito registered that today would be one of the many days when his mother found something, anything to pick on and used it to make him hurt. The other part started like a frightened rabbit at the viciousness in her tone, going cold as he realized that she was angry with him.

“I’m sorry, mother. I didn’t mean to offend you.” His voice came out quiet, terrified, and Laito cringed despite himself. That would never be good enough to appease her when she got into one of her moods.

Abruptly, Cordelia’s hand tightened in his hair, twisting her long fingers into the soft strands just hard enough to pull.

“You didn’t mean to?” she repeated, tone mocking. “Then please,” words punctuated with a yank to his hair, “do better next time. I don’t need your sass, not after everything I’ve done for you already.”

It didn’t make sense, but Laito nodded, ignoring the way it pulled at his scalp. He was terrified, cowering under his mother’s wrath, and the knowledge that he’d somehow done something wrong chilled him from the inside out. Cordelia had no room in her good graces for failure.

It was like this, sometimes. She’d take offence at nothing, take it out on one of them, then pretend like nothing happened. The routine was familiar, but no less frightening than it ever was.

Tugging his head up off the bed, pulling so hard that it drew a pathetic little whine out of him, Cordelia roughly twisted him to face her.

She slapped him, once, twice, then again, sharp enough to force his head to the side with each hit, yanking painfully at the hair she still had in her grip. Laito’s fangs went through his lip on the second hit, and there was blood dripping down his chin by the time she was through with beating him.

Starbursts of pain exploded around his scalp, face, and lip, bloody and beaten parts of him aching in a way that hurt no matter how quickly they’d heal. Cordelia’s face was stern, looking at him like he was some kind of pest.

Laito didn’t dare ask if she was satisfied now.

A few tense moments passed, his mother still holding him in place by the hair. Laito forced his eyes to stay open, not not look away from her.

Cordelia dropped him as soon as she got bored, shaking some hairs that she’d torn out off of her hand. She didn’t bother to tell him that she was done with him for now. The door slammed behind her moments later.

Left alone in the dark room, curtains blowing in the faint night breeze, Laito closed his eyes. It felt almost more alone to see where she was.

He was cold, bare skin chilled by the wind blowing in, and in the wake of his mother’s wrath, Laito felt like everything had been drained out of him. He still didn’t know what he’d done to upset her, beyond some passing mood that she decided to take out on him, and that hurt almost worse.

How affection could turn to pain so quickly, Laito would never know.

Oh, but he did know, didn’t he? That was just how love went, for creatures like them; half pleasure and half pain.

Laughing quietly, Laito rolled over. His mother’s words ringing in his head, he felt as if he was standing on unsteady ground. She loved him, she had to, and all the pain she caused him was just a consequence.

Her scent lingered on the pillow, almost as if she was there beside him, heavy perfume, blood, and something uniquely dark.

Scalp still aching, blood staining the sheets beneath him, Laito turned his face away, absentmindedly shoving that particular pillow onto the floor. Cordelia never stayed with him after things were done.

Their little routine would stay the same, he knew, for as long as she could get away with it.

@badthingshappenbingo

Prompt: Grabbed by the Hair

Character(s): Laito, Cordelia

Warnings: Child abuse, implied csa, implied incest, emotional abuse and manipulation, Cordelia

“I love you,” she crooned, face buried in the crook of his shoulder, and Laito felt absolutely sick.

His sweaty bangs fell in his face, hair damp and clinging to his neck. His chest heaved with uneven breaths, trying to keep up with everything that he’d just been through. His hands, by his sides, were shaking.

Cordelia, his beautiful mother, had pulled away as soon as she was done with him, smiling like the cat that had caught the canary.

Laito closed his eyes for a moment, exhaustion weighing him down. He was tired, so tired, cold to his core now that she wasn’t leaning on him, holding him in place. Unpleasant as it was, as all of this was, sometimes, Laito only felt like he was still a part of the world was in those moments.

His mother’s expression soured. She paused in tugging her dress back on, and turned towards him, features trained into something cold.

“Laito, are you forgetting something?” Cordelia’s words were kind, but her tone was sharp and bitter, cutting like a knife, and Laito flinched.

“I love you too, mother,” he said, voice a whisper in the dark room, and Cordelia smiled again. She always wanted the attention, always wanted to be thanked for every moment she spent with someone, and Laito should have known that forgetting to reaffirm her would end in a foul mood.

Stepping closer, Cordelia ran one fine, long-fingered hand through Laito’s hair, an imitation of a caress that almost felt real, unpleasant only in the chill of her touch and the unamused stiffness of her movements.

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you?” she soothed, and Laito shivered. Attention like this was rare, even when it was clear she didn’t want to do it.

“Yes, mother,” he replied, fighting the urge to roll over and bury himself in the blankets, soak in her affection while it lasted, even false as it was. His eyes closed, the only respite he could allow himself for now.

“Laito,” Cordelia’s voice went cold. “I don’t like that tone.”

A part of Laito registered that today would be one of the many days when his mother found something, anything to pick on and used it to make him hurt. The other part started like a frightened rabbit at the viciousness in her tone, going cold as he realized that she was angry with him.

“I’m sorry, mother. I didn’t mean to offend you.” His voice came out quiet, terrified, and Laito cringed despite himself. That would never be good enough to appease her when she got into one of her moods.

Abruptly, Cordelia’s hand tightened in his hair, twisting her long fingers into the soft strands just hard enough to pull.

“You didn’t mean to?” she repeated, tone mocking. “Then please,” words punctuated with a yank to his hair, “do better next time. I don’t need your sass, not after everything I’ve done for you already.”

It didn’t make sense, but Laito nodded, ignoring the way it pulled at his scalp. He was terrified, cowering under his mother’s wrath, and the knowledge that he’d somehow done something wrong chilled him from the inside out. Cordelia had no room in her good graces for failure.

It was like this, sometimes. She’d take offence at nothing, take it out on one of them, then pretend like nothing happened. The routine was familiar, but no less frightening than it ever was.

Tugging his head up off the bed, pulling so hard that it drew a pathetic little whine out of him, Cordelia roughly twisted him to face her.

She slapped him, once, twice, then again, sharp enough to force his head to the side with each hit, yanking painfully at the hair she still had in her grip. Laito’s fangs went through his lip on the second hit, and there was blood dripping down his chin by the time she was through with beating him.

Starbursts of pain exploded around his scalp, face, and lip, bloody and beaten parts of him aching in a way that hurt no matter how quickly they’d heal. Cordelia’s face was stern, looking at him like he was some kind of pest.

Laito didn’t dare ask if she was satisfied now.

A few tense moments passed, his mother still holding him in place by the hair. Laito forced his eyes to stay open, not not look away from her.

Cordelia dropped him as soon as she got bored, shaking some hairs that she’d torn out off of her hand. She didn’t bother to tell him that she was done with him for now. The door slammed behind her moments later.

Left alone in the dark room, curtains blowing in the faint night breeze, Laito closed his eyes. It felt almost more alone to see where she was.

He was cold, bare skin chilled by the wind blowing in, and in the wake of his mother’s wrath, Laito felt like everything had been drained out of him. He still didn’t know what he’d done to upset her, beyond some passing mood that she decided to take out on him, and that hurt almost worse.

How affection could turn to pain so quickly, Laito would never know.

Oh, but he did know, didn’t he? That was just how love went, for creatures like them; half pleasure and half pain.

Laughing quietly, Laito rolled over. His mother’s words ringing in his head, he felt as if he was standing on unsteady ground. She loved him, she had to, and all the pain she caused him was just a consequence.

Her scent lingered on the pillow, almost as if she was there beside him, heavy perfume, blood, and something uniquely dark.

Scalp still aching, blood staining the sheets beneath him, Laito turned his face away, absentmindedly shoving that particular pillow onto the floor. Cordelia never stayed with him after things were done.

Their little routine would stay the same, he knew, for as long as she could get away with it.

I read you’re doing NSFW asks now so… I don’t want to be the one, but I’m going to be the one xD how about some headcanons for the boys eating out their S/O? (You can make them fem or gender neutral, I leave it up to you^^)

Admin Mawile: ∪*ゝω･)ﾉ”

Shuu: 

-He’s lazy about it, like he is pretty much everything. You won’t get much actual effort out of him unless he feels like torturing you, and if you complain, he’ll just tease you for wanting it so badly that you’re willing to beg. 

Reiji:

-He’ll only use that kind of action as motivation for you, and when he does resort to pleasuring you in such a way, it will be entirely on his own terms, and you’ll have to earn any kind of “reward” in the end. 

Ayato:

-The main reason he’d be willing to do something like that is to prove how great he is, and he’s entirely selfish about it. He sees pleasuring you as proof that he’s a good partner, and doesn’t really pay attention to what you want. 

Kanato:

-It’s. . unlikely at best that he’d do that. Kanato is a wholly selfish lover who only understands sex as a way to get what he wants. He’ll usually be punishing you in some way, and rarely does anything for solely your benefit. 

Laito:

-He’s very enthusiastic about pleasing you, and will do everything possible to leave you screaming his name. Of course, it all falls into his twisted ideas of “love”, and you’ll be playing into them by accepting it. 

Subaru:

-Sex is a lot easier for him than emotions, and if he has to show you that he cares, it’s much simpler to do it this way. He’ll tease you for being needy, of course, but he’s actually pretty willing to try to please you. 

Ruki:

-You’ll only get something like that as a special reward… so you’d better get to earning it. Livestock only get what they want if they’re obedient, and you’ll have to learn your place before he’ll even consider going out of his way for you. 

Kou:

-He’s plenty willing to do what he can to please you, but don’t fool yourself into thinking that he won’t want something in return. Even in sex, he thinks in terms of an equal exchange, and will not do anything completely selflessly. 

Yuuma:

-He takes it as a personal point of pride that he can make you scream, and is very willing to do what he can to leave you shaking. Of course, you’re gonna have to please him too, but he is at least willing to do things for you. 

Azusa:

-While he doesn’t have the best idea of what he’s doing, he’s more than happy to please you, and will go out of his way to make you happy with him. Of course, he tends to work pain into the equation somehow… 

Carla:

-He’ll only “lower” himself to that if you mean the world to him. He can be surprisingly gentle if he cares about you, but otherwise, he’s a demanding, cold lover who is only willing to take what he wants from you. 

Shin:

-He’s generally pretty selfish, but if you catch him in the right mood, he’s willing to try to do something for you. Of course, once he gets interested, you only get to stop when he says, so be ready for a very long night. 

nsfw, human au. subaru getting his first bj from the reader :’)

Admin Mawile: <(￣︶￣)> 

-From the time you even suggest doing something like that, he’s bright red, and horribly aroused. Sexual situations don’t fluster him anywhere near as badly as emotional ones, but from you, imagining your mouth there, with wicked fangs so close to where’s he’s sensitive… it’s an embarrassingly hot combination of terrifying and really, really tempting. 

-When you actually get your mouth on him, you wind up with his thighs locked around your head, shaking horribly as he bites down on his own hand to stifle the pathetic noises he’s making. Subaru is much too reclusive and self-hateful to have had a sexual relationship before you, and everything you do to him is new and humiliatingly good. 

-He’s loud, very much so, and if it wasn’t for his own attempts to quiet himself, he’d be moaning so loudly most of the house would know what you’re up to. Subaru is horribly embarrassed by the noises he winds up making, and quickly starts to get caught up in thoughts of how pathetic and gross he must seem to you… at least until the pleasure makes every bad thought vanish. 

Reiji x Yui NSFW

Admin Mawile: (ゝω･)ﾉI assume you mean Yui herself, not the reader?

-Reiji, in anything sexual, has to have control. He’s far too afraid of losing any shred of dignity to ever give up his position as a commanding dominant, and Yui is more or less forced to go along with what he wants. Reiji is the definition of manipulative, and winds up half convincing Yui that what he does is what she wants/deserves in the first place, and Yui winds up caught in a dangerous loop of trying to satisfy someone who’s toying with her. 

-However, the more he loves Yui, the more fairly Reiji treats her. He’s capable of being kind when he tries, and once Yui has become someone that he can’t live without, he’s much more willing to be gentle with her. He goes from using her as a plaything meant for nothing more than entertainment and manipulation, to treating her as something of a genuine partner. In the end, while still rather sadistic, he’s not an entirely bad lover. 

Hiya~ So um I’m a newbie to the fandom, like I just got done with the animes and read some summaries of HBD and MB, so I came to tumblr and some blogs I saw were doing NSFW stuff like scenarios or smt like that? (also new to tumblr aha) so I guessed they’re like fan fiction but some stuff I’ve seen were super NSFW, like the diaboys with kinks and BDSM?? Idk if it’s cuz I’m new but I was a bit taken aback by how the boys were suddenly sex gods?? Is this something in the later games or??

Admin Mawile: The boys are extremely sexual. I can’t say how much is fanon without knowing what you read, but the only reason this blog isn’t a lot more nsfw is because one admin is underaged and both are uncomfortable with writing smut. My memory isn’t too clear on what events happened in which games, but I’m surprised you didn’t notice more of their, ahem, more nsfw tendencies in those games. From what I know, they were worse in the old days. The boys are pretty much all major sadists, and yes, that includes in the sexual sense. I don’t know about what kinks you read about, but I wouldn’t put BDSM past any of them. 

I wouldn’t go so far as to call them “sex gods” (in fact, I doubt most of them would be particularly considerate towards their partner unless they were deeply in love), but they’re pretty much all experienced. 

Do you think Carla may be ace? Because he only thought of intercourse as a way to make children and doesn’t really show any enthusiasm in getting it on and rarely gets aroused unlike the other Diaboys. He just seems like the type that lacks interest in that sort of thing or more like he doesn’t really want to be touched (unless he actually does in a chapter in his route that I forgot about). So,any opinions?

Admin Mawile: ( ｣｡╹o╹｡)｣ It’s very possible!! I’ve always liked this headcanon, honestly.