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insomiaismygame · 2 years
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I was watching Gremlins the other day and thought how Gizmo kind of looks like a Yordle from LoL. This then got me thinking about what would happen if Viktor saw Gremlins. Imagine he came into our world and we start showing him all the classic 80s movies. We put this one on and he just asks “Why is this movie about yordles?” or he says that Gizmo reminds him of Hiemderdinger and bursts out laughing and you laugh with him. I just want movie night with this gorgeous man.
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insomiaismygame · 2 years
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Reblog this to save a life because you're fucking Supreme Court just condemned millions of women to death.
For those that need help.
State-by-state guide to abortion support resources:
National Abortion Hotline: 1-800-772-9100
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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This
the unholy trinity of piss-poor caretakers, tag yourself:
tomboy, meaning "this child is clearly queer but let's hope it goes away"
sensitive, meaning "clearly neurodivergent and often distressed but let's keep going until they grow numb"
mature, meaning "traumatized but let's ignore that"
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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Hey guys,
I’ll make this short. Today a racist idiot burned our car completely. It can only be sold for scrap because the motor, brain and sensors are fried.
We’re a family of black latine immigrants. we did not get any stimulus checks. I was forced to drop out cause I can’t pay for college so I’m using my shop to sustain my family, and without a car this is just so, so much more difficult.
I beg of you. If you’ve ever used these:
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Please. please consider boosting and/or donating. I’m in complete shambles over this. 
http://paypal.me/mothcharm  http://ko-fi.com/swordknight  https://mothcharm.bigcartel.com
Thank you ♥
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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I need a Poe in my life. Like he’s my ideal partner like why?! 😭😭😭 I would comfort the hell out of him.
poe NSFW alphabet
This is with a fem! reader.
tw: mental heath issues, bipolar and hypersexuality, small talk of trauma for letter d, depression, smut 18+ ONLY!
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
So many cuddles and words of love that it can see suffocating, but it’s Poe and you love him. He will clean you up and then watch you sleep before sneaking off to write about how much he loves you.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Your stomach, he loves how warm and soft it is. He always appears from behind and rests them on your stomach, pulling you to him. It makes his heart and cock throb when you shiver when he leaves kisses and licks. Also your moans when he bites and leaves hickeys. 
For himself his hands. Poe’s hands are sacred to him, it’s how he writes and it’s how he can grab you and make you feel good. He loves when you suck on them or playfully bite them. 
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
Poe thinks cumming inside you is magical. Most people assume it’s an act of dominance but he views it as himself submitting himself to you and that turns him on so much more. He will never say anything unless you bring it up, but if the relationship is secure he will fantasize about children in secret.
Poe also loves cumming in your mouth though it’s not his first choice. He is not a dominant person but something about seeing you swallow one of his intimate fluids is very, very sexy. 
Hates, hates hates cumming on you it’s way too degrading for him. 
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Poe has a lot of trauma losing the competition seven years ago and it was absolutely humiliating, to the point he became a recluse with one motive- Get revenge against the man who did this.
That being said Poe’s very, very ashamed of this but he has a slight humiliation kink. The thought of you, someone he is confident loves him, shaming him, degrading him gets his heart beating a little faster than normal. 
Though this really is a coping mechanism please do not go too hard or ever take it outside the bedroom. 
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Not really any but don’t let that deter you. This man is way too stubborn and self conscious to ever allow himself the shame of someone laughing at him because they were unsatisfied. Poe will do research, read books and surprisingly just straight up ask you what you like and want. You will learn he’s a fast learner quite quickly. 
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Any super close position BUT Poe loves when you ride him. He gets to see all of you and his cock leaving and entering you, what more could a man want? He’ll pinch your nipples and rub his hands all over, almost like he doesn’t know what he’s doing but he really is just super excited and loves you and your body. He also felt he could go deeper when you were on top and loves to trust up and watch your face twist into even more pleasure. 
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Poe actually can be quite goofy but sometimes that makes him even more romantic. It’s never just messing around; it’s more laughing with noses pressed together or your head hiding in his shoulder and hair as your body shakes with giggles. It’s really sweet and special. 
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
It changes all the time. When Poe goes through depressive states the thought of grooming doesn’t even cross his mind meaning it would be very bushy but when he’s in a good place he tends to shave because he thinks it makes him feel clean and will only allow it to grow past the point of itchiness. This is a repeating cycle. 
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 
Poe is very romantic. He’ll be complimenting you in ways that might actually take you a second to comprehend. He likes to compare you to goddesses and warriors while thrusting slow and hard while panting into your ear. He’ll groan about how you have him and that he’s all yours and he’s surrendering himself to you. It’s very intense. Then he will also whisper how much he loves you. This man just doesn’t shut up but it’s okay because it’s very attractive hearing him ramble on just because of you. Although he is romantic he does make room to mess around. Some of his comparisons are just so cheesy you can’t help but laugh and give his shoulder a light smack. 
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Poe again goes through phases. When he’s doing fine he rarely jacks off because he feels satisfied with the two of your guys sex life. Only doing it when you’re too busy and he misses you. (He has taken a lot of mental photos)
When Poe is more manic he jacks off a lot, probably two times a day but the two of you have been working on ways to distract him and finding healthier coping skills. Yet when Poe is in a depressive episode sex isn’t even in his mind, though sometimes he will try just to snap himself out of the funk. It usually makes it worse. 
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Poe thinks he feels safest and calmest when his cock is plunged deep inside you so this man loves cockwarming. He actually doesn’t like having sex in his writing office because that’s where he masters his craft, he doesn’t need to taint the energy, but you sitting on his cock while he writes in silence is an exception. Poe goes through a lot of bad days because of depressive and manic episodes but he feels calm during this. He does his best writing while you sit there and whimper so quietly he can’t tell if you actually made a noise. When he can’t take it anymore he picks you up and takes you to the bedroom. 
Poe also loves overstimulation and orgasm denial. (More on himself but he will do it to you if you really like)
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
The bedroom or couch for some reason. He just loves hearing the TV play in the background accompanied by your soft moans. 
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Just you. Looking at you can make him start having some indecent thoughts but he’s not that horny. Caress his cheek, whisper in his ear and praise him throughout the day and his leg will be bouncing like crazy and he’ll avoid eye contact at dinner time.
For an instant reaction call him detective or just straight up grab his chin and kiss him. 
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Poe does not want to degrade you or boss you around. He worships you and acting as though you had no value or importance would probably hurt him way more than it hurt you. 
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Poe loves both equally! In fact he loves a good 69 every now and again. He believes it is the perfect oral position since you both get to pleasure each other. Though this man will never ever stop you from sitting on his face. He could lay there for hours just ingraining your scent, taste and sound into his memory (for writing and jack off purposes). Sometimes he gets so into he starts mumbling the descriptive words that won’t leave his head. You can’t understand him but it is a little flustering. 
With receiving oral he loves when you surprise him. The two of you are watching a movie, standing in the kitchen, showering together? Drop to your knees and suck him off. He gets off so fast. Be careful because if you try and deepthroat him he can’t help but grip your hair so tight and thrust up into your mouth. There will be a shy apology at the end. Poe also enjoys waking up to your lips wrapped around his cock. 
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Poe likes to do slow and deep thrusts as he looks into your eyes. As I’ve stated, he’s a very romantic and intimate person. He wants to remember everything about the moment so he’s going to take his time. Though on the rare occasion you can rile him up enough his thrust are way more fast and sloppy. 
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Poe isn’t a huge fan of quickies as he likes to take his time but he sees the use for them when you’re about to walk out the door in that short skirt he’s begged you to throw out every time you’ve worn it around him. (He’s glad you haven’t though.)
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Poe is down to do risky stuff in the bedroom or in books he writes (yes he does write special books for the two of you to disappear into but it’s not often.) but nothing too kinky. The thought of anyone seeing the two of you in a compromising position keeps him up at night. Poe thinks you should consider it a huge privilege that you’re allowed to see all of him and not because he has a huge ego, it’s because he certainly thinks that way about you and he values privacy immensely.  
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Normally two rounds with a small break in between each round. If he’s just getting out of a depressive episode and his drive is up again his stamina will be lower. He can only go one round. When he’s in one of his manic states he can go for many rounds and hours with little breaks in between, rarely actually achieving the satisfaction he wants. Though you both agreed not to have that much sex during this time because hypersexuality is not healthy. 
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Poe at first really isn’t into toys. He is a bit insecure so his first thoughts would be, 
‘Am I not performing well enough?’ 
He may snap and then get quiet because he really loves to feel you and touch you, a toy just doesn’t feel as personal and loving. To get him to even try you have to remind him that with a toy he is still the one in control of your pleasure and that a toy could never ever be better than your favorite detective. 
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Not too much of a tease, it depends on his mood. If he’s in one of his more confident and erratic states he will give lingering touches and kisses. He’ll spend so long on foreplay it can be frustrating but he is such a romantic partner that it’s hard to ask him to hurry up. 
Most of the time though the both of you are so eager to be with each other you end up being so in tune. Poe tends to leave the teasing to you as he loves to be teased though! Kiss every inch of skin you can with words of love and praise and dabble around with a bit of orgasm denial and you’ll have him almost singing such intense original poetic lines you’ll think you’ve broken him. 
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
In the beginning Poe would be very nervous and keep it on the quiet side but the longer the relationship progresses and the more praise and love you give him he’ll get louder. Never too loud he won’t be getting any noise complaints (from his end anyways😁) but you will know how good you’re making him feel. 
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Poe prefers to keep everything away from prying eyes. He is very shy and the thought of someone catching him bare ass naked was more than shameful to say the least but one time you and Poe went to explore a supposed haunted and abandoned old factory and he just couldn’t help it. You were wearing one of his white button ups, high waisted shorts and you had stolen his cloak because it was cold at night. You were terrified but smiling and laughing while you gripped onto his arm for dear life. The two of you ended up cramming yourself into a closet and went at it like animals. On the drive home he was really giddy and smiling like a little boy who was just presented with a puppy when he confessed he always wanted to have sex in an abandoned building. Poe was always into the macabre. 
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Poe has a big dick but it’s kinda funny because he never used to know that and was always very insecure when he would hear guys talk about their own and their sexual pleasures that is until he read about measuring his own dick when he was 19. He was shocked to say the least. He has a 6.5 inch almost 7 inch dick but will lie, blush and angrily say he doesn’t know if someone rudely straight up asks. 
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It can change. Just regularly I think Poe would have a decent sex drive he’s just too unsure of himself to ever initiate anything (not to say he never would though!), he over thinks a lot and would only really feel confident initiating on special occasions. When he goes through manic episodes though you will notice he gets a little more touchy-feely and trying to hint at the fact he wants you. When he goes through a depressive episode it’s absolute zero and he will snap at you if you try and initiate anything which is fine !! You do not want to have sex with this Poe! Only cuddles and love.
 Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Poe doesn’t fall asleep real fast because he prefers to watch you sleep. After a while he’ll get up to write or if it’s at night after almost an hour of just running his fingers through your hair and admiring you he will close his eyes and allow sleep to take him. 
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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I love Poe sm 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Hello!! So umh I've heard you're requests are open soooooo I thought I'd give this a shot!! If you are comfortable writing nsfw then 🥺🥺🥺 pls I beg you queeen.
So basically can I get a poe x fem s/o and usually he would be a little shy around her but at night he gets supper daddy mode who can speak french in between your legs and ushddjj
Pls ahh I need this a bit too much 🥲 but don't worry if you can't/don't want to!! I love your blog so much ahh hope you have a good day! 💕
Hey! so.. I forgot to put in my rules that I wont write daddy kinks :( They are just very upsetting for me and it would cause me more harm than good to write one. That being said, I still loved your request I just took that part out, I hope you don’t mind. To give it a more dom feel, the reader and Poe just met. I hope you don’t mind the changes!
poe x younger f!reader
summary: you think your mysterious colleague is super attractive after making things weird you, of all people, are ordered to deliver some important documents to his home.
warnings: smut, cunnilingus, 18+ only. minors do not interact.
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did anon mean actual French? the world may never know but i wouldn't put it past poe’s cheesy self lol  so that’s what i did. i did say in one of my head canons he’d get wayyy to into eating his girl out and start talking. also when i say younger i still mean the reader is in her 20′s. anyways, enjoy! 
As you went to knock on the door of the huge mansion you couldn't help but feel your heartbeat pick up. You had only met your colleague, Edgar Allan Poe twice, and the first time was just brief eye contact. The second time sent you running back to your apartment to take a cold shower. Your first thoughts were that he was way too handsome. Being the newest recruit in The Guild, Fitzgerald forced Alcott to introduce you to everyone but you don’t really know why as she was shyer than you. Thankfully the other members helped to not make it so awkward. 
Then you got to Poe, but before she could introduce you he stared at you before getting up and walking out the door. Your sweet guide told you that he was a bit of a recluse and almost never came to meetings, so try not to feel too bad. You barely heard anything she said though as all you could focus on was the glimpse you got of his grayish-purple eyes. It took her stuttering out your name to get your attention and all you could do was blush and play with the hem of your shirt. 
The next time you saw the writer you were at a meeting. You could tell Poe was made to come as he looked miserable. It was embarrassing but you just couldn't keep your eyes off of him. You noticed everything. The way he bit his lip, fiddled with his hands, looked around constantly. He even made eye contact with you a couple times and each time you could feel him continue to stare at you as you flushed and looked away. Fitzgerald made an off hand comment that he needed to stop recruiting so many shy people as he didn’t know how you guys worked while Hawthorne scolded you and Poe to stop flirting. You wanted to die and you're pretty sure the hermit across from you did too. 
Ever since then you hadn't seen him. You felt like a fool for humiliating him like that but you didn't know you were being that obvious! Your plan was to avoid him forever, you had your mind and hand and vibrator and that was enough, though you never stopped thinking about what it would be like to be with him. The plan was ruined though, by Fitzgerald. The older man handed you a large envelope and told you it needed to be delivered to Poe. You swore you could have passed out right then and there. He told you you had time to get ready with a wink before sending you off. 
Now, here you were at his door. You knocked loudly. Your heart was beating fast as you began to overthink everything. Did you look too dressed up? You put on your favorite dress and styled your hair in a way you thought really complimented you. There was no time to think as the door opened. Poe stared at you for a few seconds, noticed the documents in your hands and then opened the door more to let you in. You held the envelope to your chest tightly. The taller man seemed to like staring and you didn't know how to start a conversation with him.
In the kitchen you looked around. It was a huge kitchen but looked unused and it broke your heart. Was he really that lonely? As you took in everything you didn’t hear Poe come up behind you. You jumped clutching onto the envelope harder, curses were running through your head. Why couldn’t Fitzgerald just send someone else? 
“You’re very beautiful.” It was a whisper but you heard it. 
Your hold loosened on the documents as you finally looked at him. Did he really just say that? You chewed on the inside of your cheek. Poe was still just standing there and you could tell he was nervous by the way he was playing with his hands. 
“Thank you Mr. Poe. Y-You’re very handsome yourself.” If only he knew it was his image you touched yourself to at night. 
Making his way towards you, Poe lifted you up onto the island in this kitchen. You let out a little squeak as you turned your head so you couldn't look at his face. He let out a dark chuckle before grabbing your chin and bringing your eyes to his. His ring finger stroked your cheek. This was new and it was happening so fast, but after countless nights of lusting after him, you couldn’t seem to care. 
“You’re quite shy, aren't you?”
 You made a noise of protest at that but then nodded your head when his free hand snuck under your dress. Without moving your panties to the side, in a slow motion he began to rub your clit. You bit onto your bottom lip hard, trying to stop any sound from leaving your mouth. Without thinking your legs spread open to give him more room and you saw the smirk on his face.
“Does that feel good?” You would have never guessed that this was the same man you saw at meetings.
Poe was much more confident than he let on. As you still tried to focus on not making any noise you began to roll your hips. He shook his head before releasing your face and pulling your underwear off, throwing it somewhere in his kitchen. Getting down on his knees he was eye level with your pussy. With no warning he leaned down and latched his lips onto your clit. You let out a yelp and immediately covered your mouth with your hand. Your other hand went down to thread in his hair. Poe’s tongue swirled around your bud before licking up and down your pussy. 
You bucked your hips against his face, having never felt something like this before. Your cries were still muffled by your fist. He tried fucking you with his tongue before coming back up to suck on your clit. His moans were loud, louder than yours and the vibrations were adding to your pleasure.  Poe brought one of his hands down and teased your hole before sliding a finger in  with ease. After pumping it in and out a few times he slipped a second one in.
He left sloppy kisses all over your thighs while muttering something but you couldn't hear. His tongue continued to flick over your clit and his fingers curled when he felt the spot he was looking for. Your moans were getting louder and your fist wasn't helping. It felt so good, you had never had someone do this to you before. Your body felt like it was on fire as you tried to push your pussy closer to his face. Too lost in your pleasure you didn't even realize that Poe was speaking.
You couldn't understand what he was saying as it didn't sound like English but it was smooth and romantic. Your eyes were wide as you watched him in awe. He would switch between cooing words at your pussy to devouring it like he had no other purpose. Your thighs began to shake as his fingers rhythmically played with your g spot. When your hips lifted slightly and he felt your pussy squeeze his digits he spoke louder. That's when you realized it was French.
Your fist left your mouth as it met your other hand in his hair. Your cries were loud and you couldn't care anymore as your orgasm hit you. Poe removed his fingers and pulled you closer to his face as he wanted to taste every last drop. Your thighs clamped around his head and your hands held him place. You felt like you were being reborn as every lick sent a shock wave of pleasure throughout you. Eventually your loud cries turned to soft mewls as you stroked his hair. 
“I- I didn’t know you could speak French..” You trailed off suddenly feeling very exposed. 
Like he hadn’t just given you the best orgasm of your life a few seconds ago, Poe got up and blushed. The red hue was prominent on his face as he went and grabbed your panties. He handed them to you.
“I took some classes for a story I was writing.”  He said it so nonchalantly you couldn’t help but giggle.
After you put your undergarments back on you turned and saw him gazing at you once more. You moved your eyes anywhere but his direction. Realizing how awkward the situation was, he picked up the envelope from his counter and handed it to him. 
“Mr. Fitzgerald wanted me to deliver these to you.” You tried to make yourself seem as small as possible.
Poe grabbed them from you with a small thank you. You turned to leave, believing you overstayed your welcome when the older man called out to you. 
“W- would you like to come back? I don’t normally do things like that. I think you’re quite enchanting and I like to get to know you.” It came out fast and jumbled. 
“You’re sweet. Yes, I’d like that.” You let out a breathy chuckle. 
Poe led you to the door when a raccoon came and hopped onto his shoulders. He introduced him as his pet named Karl and you were already in love. When you were halfway out the door he leaned down to whisper in your ear, 
“You’re the sweet one, dear.” 
The whole way home you couldn’t help but wonder about the double meaning. 
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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This is perfection ❤️❤️❤️
nanami, the king of cock warming
nanami x f!reader
not really smut, just sexual intimacy
most often, nanami craves the intimacy of sex rather than the act itself. being as close as humanly possible to you was more important than his own pleasure. and he found that after a grueling week of dealing with curses and gojo, his favorite thing was to sink into your warm pussy and simply relax.
“I’m home,” he calls, like he does every day at 5:30pm.
and as usual you respond from somewhere in the apartment.
“How was work?”
which is his cue to say.
“Oh, how it usually is.”
the next part varies. sometimes you’ll be in the bath after your own exhausting week of work and sometimes you emerge from the kitchen to inform him dinner is almost done. occasionally you ask him what he wants for takeout, but most often you peek at him from the couch and wave him over for a kiss.
“you look tired,” you frown, grabbing his tie to pull him to your lips.
“hmm,” he allows himself a moment to melt into your warmth. “gojo.”
“you poor thing,” you croon.
nanami smiles tiredly, watching as you start to undo his tie along with the buttons of his shirt.
“bet you just want to relax,” you say. “hm?”
he stays quiet, eyes taking in the small details of your face. “you sure? it’s been a long week for both of us.”
his perceptiveness never fails to amaze you.
“you know,” you push the shirt down his arms. “I enjoy it just as much as you do.”
“of course,” he agrees. “just wanted to check.”
“how sweet,” you smile, pushing him to sit on the couch. “pants.”
he doesn’t take his eyes off you while undoing his belt, then awkwardly shimmying his pants off. you’ve already stripped yourself of your shirt and bra, now kicking your pants off somewhere to the side.
he stretches out, head pillowed on the cushioned arm of the couch. “here,” he offers his hand.
you grab it for balance before climbing into his lap carefully. his cock is already firming up against his thigh, so it only takes a few slow pumps over your hand until it’s curving towards his stomach. stress melts from the tense lines of his muscles, and his eyes flutter shut.
“god,” he sighs, looking down to watch you hover over him briefly, gliding his flushed tip through your slick. “that’s it.”
your lips connect with his the moment you begin sinking down, low groans shared between you. with his large hands on your hips, he pulls you down until you’re fully seated.
“kento,” you breathe, forehead pressed against his cheek.
he murmurs your name as well, cupping your chin to pull you into a sweet but firm kiss. it unravels into an unhurried make out session, tongues gliding together while nanami relearns the notches of your spine.
the atmosphere is quiet, but charged and brimming with emotion. eventually you pull away, laughing softly at nanami’s swollen lips. he taps your own, silently reminding you that you’re not any better off. you purse your lips against his finger teasingly, before stifling a strong yawn.
“tired?” he asks, soothingly massaging your neck with one hand. when you hum in affirmation, he applies just enough pressure to force your face into the crook of his neck. “sleep.”
“fine,” you agree easily. “but only if you do as well.”
“okay,” he murmurs, and kisses your temple.
your weight on top of him his comforting, and even your ticklish snores against his neck can’t stop the tempting pull of sleep. he almost forgets he’s sheathed inside you, his cock having gone soft. but it’s still a wonderful sensation that he’s not willing to put in an end to, so he pulls your hips tighter to his own before giving into the whispers of sleep.
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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Guys, please check out the wonderful @randomdoodle!!!!
Her Levi art is *chefs kiss* superb.
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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I had a dream where I was in a relationship with Dabi. Well, I was at the beginning of a relationship with him. We were on a trip with other people. It was cold, there was snow and ice there. He was being super toxic at first like usual. Not wanting to admit his feelings so he kept sleeping with random girls. I saw this and decided to ignore him if he was gonna ignore me.
Dabi saw this and didn't like it - didn't like his own medicine. He was quite possessive and confronted me about my behavior. But I berated him for his telling him how much it hurt. How much it hurt to see him ignoring me for others. Even though it was obvious that we both had feelings for each other. It was a hella weird dream. Should I write about it? Comment below!
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insomiaismygame · 3 years
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🎉Congratulations for your 100 followers!🎉 Here are some flowers for you 💐. I... uhm... wanted to request something for the event. May I please get a nsfw Colt Grice x reader? Like, maybe the reader is a nurse or a warrior candidate and the two are close. And Colt has feelings for her and they both confess and it ends in a really fluffy smut ☺️. Thank you so much!
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NSFW Colt Grice x Nurse!Fem! Reader
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
Gunfire and explosions echoed in the background as you run around the medical tent. Soldiers wailed in pain on flimsy cots; your colleagues ran around to tend to them. You were applying pressure to a soldier's leg when you saw Colt enter the tent. His once pristine uniform was covered in dirt and mud. His brother Falco, not too far behind him. Colt scanned the tent for you; eyes lighting up when they meet yours. Colt makes his way towards you, dragging Falco with him.
The soldier thrashed underneath you, muttering all kinds of curses. He slapped your hand away and shoved you to the ground. You rushed back up, trying to reapply pressure onto his leg, lest he bleeds out. The soldier continues to flail violently until a pair of hands pin down his shoulders. You look up to see Colt - eyebrows furrowed and teeth clenched. Falco comes up behind you, medical kit in hand, and sets it up.
“Look at your little assistant, all ready to go, ” Colt chuckles. The gleam in his hazel hues making you blush a little.
You always found your friend to be quite handsome. His light brown hair, almost golden in the sun, matched his eyes. The soft contours of his cheeks and nose made him look angelic. His kind and selfless nature only adding on to his ethereal aura. He brought you comfort in ways no one else could. He was your best friend, but you always hoped that someday he'd be your lover instead.
Falco tapped your arm, bringing you out of your thoughts. He held up a needle filled with anesthetic - you checked the dosage. You gave him an approving nod before injecting the soldier. You and Colt felt the soldier relax, both of you sighing in relief. You released your hands from his leg, gently peeling the gauze off it. Once you observed there was no bleeding Falco handed you a needle. You smiled down at him, thanking him and his brother for the help.
“What brings you both the to the tent?” You ask while you stitch up the soldier.
“Well, I wanted you to take a look at Falco's head, ” Colt scratched the back of his neck.
You turn to Falco, taking note of the bandages around his head. Having only taken notice now, you felt a pang of guilt. You should've never let the young boy help you. You carefully picked up Falco and placed him on an empty cot in the corner of the tent. Colt trailed behind you with the medical kit his brother had prepared. You quickly washed and gloved your hands. Gently, you unwrapped his head, tossing the dirty bandages on the cot.
Colt watched as you examined his brother. Your hands lightly cleaned the wound, brows creased in concentration. Locks of hair fell out from your cap and stuck to your face. Your nurse gown is covered in blood, sweat, and dirt. Disheveled yet persistent thought Colt as he took in your form. Admiring your grace and beauty while you patched up his brother. From the moment he first saw you he thought you were incredibly gorgeous. He would often visit you after a battle or help you carry supplies. You two grew close and he can't imagine a life without you. How he wished he could take you away from this war. Proclaim his love for you and enjoy life to the fullest. You called out to Colt, dragging him from his thoughts.
You told him Falco has a minor head injury but other than that he's fine. His features softened at the news giving you a small grin. You flashed him back the same grin and walked to your other patients.
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The train ride back to Marley was rather joyous this time around. The sounds of soldiers' cheers and laughter could be heard two cars down. You were lying in the nurse's car, alone, everyone celebrating in the soldiers' car. You tried to finalize some documents but your mind kept wandering. Your thoughts converging on one thing, one person; Colt. You were so glad that he and his brother were safe. But you couldn't help but think about the day when that wouldn't be the case. When you wouldn't see those golden eyes look down at you. When you wouldn't see that adorable grin. The thought made your heart clench because today that was almost a reality.
You hated this war. Hated how it took everything from you, from them. You wish things were different.
The door to your car opened and you lift your head to see who it is. Your heart flutters when you see a familiar head of light brown hair. Colt stood in the doorway; a plate of food in one hand, a bottle of wine in the other. You sat up against the wall, beckoning him to come to sit with a pat. The bed dipped a little and he handed you the plate of food. The meat, bread, and potatoes steaming hot. He pulled out two forks from his pocket, handing one to you. Your fingers linger on his as you take the utensil. A tiny blush forms on his cheeks at the contact. You noticed this and felt a light giggle escape your lips.
“Have you been drinking? Your face is a little red, ” you chuckled.
“No, not yet, I was hoping we could drink together, ” Colt responded. Holding up the bottle of wine in his other hand.
“Dinner and wine? This almost feels like a date.”
You teased, grabbing the bottle from him. Reading the label while Colt moves a potato with his fork - an austere look in his eyes.
“Would it be bad if it was?”
You looked at him, observing how the blush spread to his ears. His hazel hues still carrying that same look but they also yearned for something. For you. You felt a blush form on your face at the realization.
“No. No, it wouldn't, ” you muttered. Casting your gaze down to the plate of food before you. You felt a hunger grow inside you, not for the food but him.
Silence fell between the both of you. He fiddled with the food and you with the bottle. You set the bottle on a small table at the edge of the bed. With your fork, you stab a piece of meat and shove it in your mouth. The kitchen closed hours ago - Colt made this himself. The thought made your eyes swell with fresh tears. The two of you devoured the plate of food in silence. Throwing small glances and smiles at each other between bites.
After you two had cleaned the plate you set it next to the wine. You turned to Colt and placed your hands on his face. Stroking his cheekbones with your thumbs while he closed his eyes. Bringing his hands up to cup yours, sighing at the contact.
“Colt?”
He hummed in response, opening his eyes to look at you. In them, all you could see was love and adoration. The same feelings that were reflected in your own. You leaned in and brushed your lips softly, hesitantly, against his. As you pulled away he brought your hands to his lips and peppered them with kisses.
“I've wanted to do that for so long, ” you admitted; his eyes meeting yours. A deep blush present on both of your faces.
“Same here. I've wanted to be with you for so long. I love you.”
You collided your lips with him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Melding and twisting your lips with his as he pulled you closer. You broke the kiss, panting when looked into his eyes.
“I love you too.”
Colt connected his lips with yours, brushing his tongue over your bottom lip. You opened for him letting his tongue swipe against yours. He laid you down on the bed, running his hands up your sides. Pinching the hem of your shirt between his fingers. He looked at you for approval, to which you nodded. Colt tugged your shirt up and you lifted your arms. He tossed the shirt aside and paused to admire you. The way your breasts rose and fell as you breathed mesmerized him.
“You're so beautiful.”
He said before he caresses your breasts in his hands. Bringing his mouth down to kiss and suck on the tender skin. The touch drove a shiver down your spine all while leaving you craving more. He latched his mouth on one of your nipples, tweaking the other with his fingers. His other hand was working on the buttons of his shirt. Yours we're working on the buttons of your skirt.
More articles of clothing were tossed to the side between fervent kisses. Nothing was left on either of you as you passionately kissed. Colt dragged a hand down your chest and stomach, stopping at your heat. He strokes your wet folds drawing a moan from your lips. He flicks your clit with his thumb; trailing his kisses down your neck and chest. Leaving marks in his wake while he continued to rub your folds. You were a moaning mess underneath him and if filled him with pride. He dreamed of the day when he could have you like this. He just didn't think it'd happen so soon. He propped himself up and looked down at you.
“Are you sure you want to do this? We can stop right here.”
You looked up at him with wide eyes and brought him back down for another kiss.
“Please don't stop.”
You begged between shallow breathes, making him smile. Colt pushed two fingers in and pumped them slowly. Twisting and curling them until he found your G-spot. You wrapped your legs around him while he continued his assault on it. His lips muffled your moans and cries. He felt your thighs tremble at his sides and picked up the pace. Abusing the spongy mass till he felt you release on his hand.
The look of you beneath him was a stunning sight. Your eyes clouded by lust and euphoria with a deep blush across your cheeks. Your chest heaving in the aftershocks of your orgasm. That sight alone is enough to make him cum. But he wanted to be inside you, feel you around him.
He took his hand covered in your slick and gave his length a couple of pumps. Colt positioned himself in front of your entrance, giving you a few kisses. He brushed his tip against your folds before slowly pushing in. You both gasped at the feeling, your walls clenched around him. He moaned at the feeling and pumped into you slowly. His grunts mingled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin. Colt increased his pace, throwing your legs over his shoulders. The new position allowing him to shove deeper and harder into you.
“Co-colt it-its so good, ” you exclaimed between strangled moans.
“You-you feel amazing baby. Wa-want you to-to come on my cock.”
He grunted and continued to thrust into you at a bruising pace. Angling himself to hit that spongy spot in you once more. Abusing it while you cried out below him. You clawed at his back, feeling your walls clench around him. Colt groaned; his pace becoming erratic as his release neared. The knot in your stomach threatening to unravel as well.
Colt pumped into you a few more times before he felt his release wash over him. You came with him, the feeling of your releases overwhelming. A guttural moan escaped your lips, tears pricking at your eyes. He slowly thrust into you, easing you through your orgasm. Lowering his head to kiss the tears at your eyes before slipping out of you. Colt collapsed right next to, stroking your face, admiring you in the afterglow. He couldn't believe that you were his now and that he was yours. He knew moments like this were temporary, so he decided to savor it.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Colt.”
Shit, I'm super late with this one!! I've had to work extra hours at work because we're currently understaffed. I'm so fucking tired. But I'm glad I got to finish this story!! I might be doing headcanons for a while with all the work I have.
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My brain is mush after reading this 😩
Am I a monster fucker now?
Sukuna x female!reader
Summary: no plot, just sukuna fucking you on the tummy mouth
Warnings: cunnilingus, tummy mouth, true form sukuna, implied size kink/difference, dom/sub dynamics, a bit of sacrilege for ✨flavour✨, sukuna is a lil mean but why else would y'all be here??, a bit of coercion, excessive use of ‘little one’, overstim
MINORS DNI
Wc: 1309
Notes: ask and you shall receive, based on this thirst i posted last night
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ahEEMEM...
four words; NSFW Butler Levi Headcanons
with a short reader (below 4’11 / 5’0)
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NSFW Butler!Levi x Short!Fem!Reader Headcanons
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+
A/N: First of all can we take a moment to appreciate just how fine this man is. Second, I like your idea!!! I came up with several different scenarios with butler Levi, but here is one. Hope you like it!!!
Scenario: You're his master
SFW
I think we can all agree that Levi would be one hell of a butler. 😏
He would constantly keep a prim and proper appearance. I highly doubt you would find a single wrinkle in his uniform. He may have grown up on the streets but this man knows how to keep appearances.
He mainly keeps the house clean as that is his specialty. Constantly dusting shelves and windows, mopping the floors, and keeping everything organized. He takes pride in his work as it's a reflection of not only him but you.
Due to his work ethic, you made him head of staff. He filled the position well; having no problem telling others what to do. He instills fear in your staff you never could. Keeping them on track and up to his high standards.
You confide in him the most out of everyone on your staff. Mainly because when he's not bossing them around he's tending to you. Watching your body language, expressions, complexion, etc. This man is dedicated to you and you alone!
His dedication to you leads you to develop feelings for him. His attentiveness and the way he brings you comfort warm your heart. Though you assume that said dedication wasn't to you but his job. You couldn't have been more wrong.
His attentiveness stems from his desire to be close to you. This is the only way he knows how. Acts of service are his love language after all. He knows his feelings are inappropriate - he's staff and you're his master.
He started to fall for you when he realized how selfless you were. Working day and night running the estate. Looking for ways to keep all of your staff safe and employed. You were never greedy with your wealth. Always willing to give money and food to those in need. You never really saw yourself as being above others. Which led to a lot of admirers and a lot of marriage proposals.
You turned down every single one of course. Your heart belonged to him alone. You confessed your feelings one night while taking a stroll in the garden. You were tired of hiding and wanted to remain true to your desires. Needless to say, he was flabbergasted to hear your declaration of love. He wanted to think you were pulling a cruel joke but he knew you were better than that.
He also wanted to remain honest to you so he confessed too. He pulled you in his embrace and kissed your forehead. Leaning down to kiss you softly, tenderly, with a small smile on his lips.
NSFW
It's canon that Levi is a sub but for this scenario, he's a switch.
I imagine he loves the power that you hold over him. It keeps him grounded, keeps him focused. He would want to keep that same energy during intimate moments. Granted he does have moments where he takes control, but he prefers you do. He lives to please you! He knows you're afraid of having that power so you keep out of the relationship for the most part. You see him as being your equal no matter what.
Given your rather short stature, he feels an innate need to protect you. Due to this, he's a mostly gentle lover. It's ok to rough him up but you? Not really. You have a reputation to uphold! If you two explore bondage he'll make sure to get the finest silk ropes. Nothing to mar your skin in any way.
If it comes to who is on their knees more it's Levi. This man loves eating you out because he focuses more on your pleasure than his.
He'll be under your desk while you fill out paperwork gently licking your folds. He practically forces you to stand and work while he savors you. Well, more like grip onto the side of the desk as your legs tremble. Trust me you might as well put the pen down. You won't be getting any work done while he's down there.
He'll give you long languid strokes to your clit till you pay attention to him. Nipping and sucking between each stroke - making you tremble. He loves it when you card your hands through his hair. Telling him how good he's doing and that you love him.
He'll excuse the other staff from servicing you. Giving him more opportunities to be intimate with you.
Maids on their way to bath you? Nope! Not anymore! Levi will tell them that they are excused from their duty. Saying something like: “You guys don't do a good job cleaning the mistress.”
Someone bringing you paperwork? He snatches it from them, claiming they are taking too long.
Since you are small the two of you often bathe together. He'll brush a washcloth gently over your skin. Teasing you as he washes your tits and between your thighs. Sliding the cloth very close to your folds only to pull away seconds later. Eventually, Levi gives in and fingers you painfully slow. He chuckles when you buck your hips into his hand.
In the bedroom, he lets you tie him up with the silk rope he got. He's splayed on the bed while you run your hands up and down his body. If you want to punish him you'll blindfold him and sit at the edge of the bed. Watching as he writhes on the sheets begging to be touched; for you to ride him.
You'll brush his tip against your entrance, holding his hips down. Whispering to him: “If your good I'll ride you”. Leaving bites all over his neck and chest. Giving his cock teasing licks and gentle kisses. He's a sobbing mess by the time you sink down on him. This man is literally at your mercy.
Though for the times you're the one tied to the bed - expect to be overstimulated. This man will pay back all your teasing tenfold. Levi will suck on your tits while running his fingers between your folds. He'll edge you for a good three hours while you're weeping for more. You better believe he'll grant your wish.
Sliding down between your legs he'll nip and suck at your folds. Bringing you to orgasm on his mouth multiple times before thrusting into you. His pace starts slows and steadily becomes faster and rougher. You tug on the rope, wanting to push him away. Every orgasm he draws from you a lovely mix of pleasure and pain.
His aftercare is, of course, flawless. This man is thoroughly prepared once you both are done. He brings out a bowl of warm water with a rag and a cup of water. He gives the water and wipes you down while you drink. Being extra gentle when he wipes between your legs. He draws a bath for you with Epsom salt and lavender oil. He knows you're sore and tries his best to reduce that pain.
He carries you to the bath if he's been particularly rough. Giving your forehead and cheeks small pecks on the way. Levi will climb in with you and hold you to his chest whispering small praises. Telling you how good you did, how beautiful you are.
Once he's done changing out the sheets he'll climb in with you. Sometimes he'll stay the rest of the night with you. Other times he heads back to his room. In both instances, he always gives you a chaste kiss before you fall asleep.
Phew!! Ok, so I know this is late but school and work have been kicking my ass. I'll post the Colt Grice fic tomorrow!! I might do another scenario for butler Levi because I really love this idea!! Anyways, I hope you like it!
Tags: @heyyharuhi @pockyfairy
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Requests for the event are now closed!!!
Since I only got two requests I decided to do both of them!!
So congrats @heyyharuhi and @pockyfairy!!!
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So for gaining 💯 I’m doing a special writing event!!!
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Woah
You guys are awesome!!!!
I didn’t think I’d get this many followers!! ❤️❤️❤️
Ik I haven’t been consistently active but I want to celebrate this!!
So for gaining 💯 I’m doing a special writing event!!!
Here’s how it goes:
I’ll open up request and asks for four days starting today and pick one random ask to write for!!!
Rules:
No minors allowed!!!! This is an 18+ blog!! If you’re a minor you will be BLOCKED!!!
Only one request per user.
NSFW is allowed, however I DO NOT write pedophilia or noncon. If you ask me for these I will ignore your ask.
I will write for ANY character from ANY series or game. So long as the character is NOT a child. Again I DO NOT write pedophilia. Ask me for this and you will be BLOCKED!!!
There is no word limit for what you want so don’t be shy with your ask!!!!
Requests will be open from 3/25 to 3/29. If you submit a request after the cut off it is not eligible to be selected.
On 3/30 a request will be selected and I will write for it.
On 3/31 the piece requested will be posted!! 🖤🖤🖤
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Sleepless Nights Levi x GN! Reader
Summary: You find out why your dear lover Levi is an insomniac. This takes place after season two.
Tw: PTSD, angst, and panic attacks.
It was rare that Levi came to bed with you. Not because he didn’t like sharing a bed with you. It was quite the opposite; he just never seemed to have the time. Spending most of his evenings within the confines of his office. Filling out paperwork, developing battle strategies, or have some tea. He would stay there till daybreak - you assumed he would sleep there as well. You were wrong of course; the man always carried the same sleepless look in his eyes. You tried many times to get your stubborn lover to bed, succeeding only a few times.
However, tonight, Levi came to bed of his own accord. Slipping under the covers and wrapping an arm around your waist. His hand rested gently on your stomach. You slowly lay your hand over his, lacing your fingers together. Wondering why your lover never came to bed sooner. The warmth of his body against yours brought you such peace and comfort. You quickly dozed off, a soft smile on your as sleep took you. But your night would not be a restful one.
You awoke to tiny whimpers filling the cool night air. It was Levi, you couldn't believe your ears. You tried to turn to look at him but were locked in place by his arm. His grip grew tighter as his whimpers turned into labored breathing. His inhales became tight and quick - worrying you. The muscles in his arm flexed around your waist, pulling you flush against him. His grip growing uncomfortable as you were struggling to breathe too. It felt like he might break your ribs.
“Levi”, you gasped. Trying to pry his arm off of you with no luck.
Tears pooling at the bottom of your eyes while you continued to plead. Panic chilled you to the bone - cold sweats breaking out across your form. Not because you were afraid of Levi. No, you were afraid for him, afraid of what caused the one you love this level of terror. You mustered up what little breath you had and called him once again.
“LEVI!”
He gasped and shot up from the spot next to you. Using his arms to prop himself up while he steadied his breathing. Finally free; you turn to look at him, sitting up as well. Sweat collected on his brow - chest heaving with each breath he took. But what caught your eye the most were the tears streaming down his face. Running down his cheeks like a river.
In all the years that you knew him, never once had you seen him cry. He constantly held a stoic expression. Occasionally, showing anger to others, and giving you a small smile. This was a side of him you never knew and it terrified you. The love of your life, the strongest person you knew, was frightened. Was it a nightmare? Is this why he never sleeps at night? All those times he came to bed was he truly asleep? Is this what sleep is like for him?! As you pondered on these thoughts Levi covered his face with his hands. Dragging his knees closer - curling in on himself.
He trembled slightly next to you; not yet registering your presence. You reached out to touch his shoulder - that was a mistake. Levi took your wrist in his hand and pinned you against the bed. His face was scrunched up in anger and frustration. Though his eyes were empty as if he wasn't entirely there. Tears continued to fall from his eyes onto your face. Drops hitting your cheeks, mouth, and neck.
His breathing quickened once again - blowing hot puffs against your face. You wanted to cry. You wanted to weep and scream because seeing him like this broke you. But now was not the moment - he needed you. With your free hand, you cupped the side of his face. Startling him back to reality; glazed eyes turned vivid and bright. They still held a deep sadness in them but he could see you now. His grip loosened and you brought your other hand up to his face. Using your thumbs to wipe away the tears streaming down his cheeks. Levi collected his thoughts - his face smoothed as he nuzzled into your touch.
“Are you ok?”
His voice barely above a whisper as he asked. After his attack, it was you he was worried about. He always did this. Sacrificing his well-being for others.
“Don't worry about me. I'm fine. But Levi... What happened?”
He took his hands in yours and sighed. Kissing each palm, each finger lightly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him down. You guided him to lay next to you; moving his bangs from his face.
“Please, ” you pleaded.
He looked into your eyes - his pain mirrored in your own. He knew you wanted to help. But who was he to push his pain onto you? At least not tonight, he would wait.
“I promise to tell you. But not tonight, not now.”
A sad smile formed on your face and you kissed his forehead.
“I'm here Levi. When you're ready I'll be here.”
This actually kind of hurt to write ngl. Should I make a part two? Comment your thoughts!! And if you liked this follow for more and don’t forget to leave a note!!! I’m have a special event for 100 followers so be sure to check out that post here!!
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