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l0v3tast3 · 11 months

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the pervy older bf konig was amazing, pleaseee can we get one for price!! on my knees begging cos damn the konig one hit the spot mammm

god i love john price so fucking much. he makes my daddy issues go off the damn charts and his voice?!?!?! good god (*♡∀♡) also uwu tysm ily anon i hope you like this!!! <33

✎ tags: mdni! nsft, f!reader, age gap (r is 18, john is late 30's), body worship, semi-public s3x, car s3x, mirror s3x, he fucks you while you're on the phone with your mom, dirty talk, abuse of pet names, edging, overstimulation, tiny bit of dacryphilia, some fluff, john is basically your sugar daddy

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✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who wouldn't take his hands off of you even if there was a gun to his head. you're just so soft and full of youth, it makes him feel a little bit younger too. he's obsessed with smoothing his hands and his lips over every inch of your skin, always taking his sweet time with you, always making sure to worship every bit of you before he presses your thighs to your chest.

✧ ˖ ° he doesn't take for granted what you give him; he makes sure to thank you in the best way he knows how. it's after a lavish dinner and a stroll along a beautiful river that involves him buying you flowers and chocolate from vendors open late. john always means to end the night with just a kiss, opening your door for you and leaning against the car to watch you walk down the street back to your house (you make him park a few houses down so your parents don't see him). somehow the drive always ends with the car parked in some inconspicuous spot so he can fuck you in the backseat, because you insisted that you couldn't stay at his house overnight without your parents asking too many questions.

✧ ˖ ° despite your disapproving whines and squirms, john still takes it slow while he has you laying in the back of his car. he does it mostly because he loves how your legs shake when he builds your orgasm slow, but also because he knows that your parents will call you to check in soon. sure enough, while he's got two fingers buried knuckle deep in you and his mouth latched around one your nipples, the buzzing tune of your ringtone sounds from your bag on the floor. you barely notice it until his mouth pops off your breast and his fingers nearly slow to a halt, and he's holding up your phone for it. "answer it, love. don't want to make them worry, right?"

✧ ˖ ° when you have the phone in your weak grasp he presses the answer button and sinks back down, grinning while he hears you stutter out your greeting. he picks up the pace again, curling his fingers into the spot that makes your hips jerk. your hand is pressed into your mouth as you try to listen to what your mom is saying. her bleating practically becomes white noise when john's tongue licks a stripe from your hole to your clit and starts laving across it. you manage to spout out that you'll be home soon, you and your friends lost track of time, and john makes sure the call is actually ended when you throw it onto the floor again before he finally makes you cum.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who absolutely loves fucking you in front of literally any reflective surface. bedroom mirror, bathroom mirror, entryway mirror, windows, the tv, anything will suffice if he can see your pretty tits bouncing while he fucks into you from behind. it's high on his (long) list of his favorite ways to have you.

✧ ˖ ° if you're standing up, he'll use one hand to keep your hips lifted high enough to line up with his, the other wrapped around your neck and partially holding your jaw to keep you looking at yourself. "look at how pretty you are, darling, don't y'see how beautiful you are? say it, love, tell me how pretty y'are. c'mon, know you can do it." when you try to avert your eyes in embarrassment he'll use the hand on your throat to press you into his chest, slowing his hips until he's dragging his thick cock back and forth across all the spots that make your brain go haywire. "you know the rules, darling, won't let you cum until y'say it. well? don't start being a brat now. we both know how that goes, don't we?"

✧ ˖ ° it's also a semi-regular occurrence for john to bring you shopping at higher-end stores and fuck you in the secluded dressing rooms. he sits and tells you how gorgeous you look in each pretty dress and outfit you try on, always doing a little spin for him that makes his dick twitch in his too-tight pants. after a particularly short sundress or skirt he follows you into your fitting room, feeling you up before you even get the chance to squeak about how he's not supposed to be in here with you. john loves watching you scratch at his arms as he holds you up to fuck you, one hand shoving his middle and ring fingers to keep you quiet. it's addicting how quickly he can make you forget that you could be caught by someone at any moment.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who might as well shine an actual spotlight on you when he brings you with to formal military events that he's "required" to attend (you always overhear about people skipping out when you're there). he tells you not to worry about buying a dress for it, and when you show up to his home you find he spent probably hundreds on a dress, heels, and all-matching jewelry, all matching your favorite style and colors. and he does it every time you go to an event, always buying you new things; not to mention the matching set of lingerie he gets you for each outfit.

✧ ˖ ° john makes sure to always wear a coat long enough to cover his straining cock when you squeeze his hand or press yourself closer to him when he brings you with. he knows you're nervous, never straying from his side and always glancing to make sure he was still next to you, but of course he wouldn't let you go even if you wanted to. there was always a hand on your back or waist or holding yours, kissing yours knuckles in between brief chats with other officials and soldiers.

✧ ˖ ° the way you cling to him while he introduces you to everyone he makes small talk with for a few minutes makes him so eager to leave already, to finally get home and rip off your dress (you've learned by now that he doesn't care how much he spent on it just to destroy it). just you being dependent on him made both john's heart and cock swell; you were so adorable with your puppy eyes looking up to him for what to do next.

✧ ˖ ° john wants nothing more than for you to rely on him and to trust him enough to take the reins for you. that especially applied to your sex life, of course. "there y'go, sweetheart, that's my girl. just let me handle it all. all you have to do is lay here all pretty and take my cock. i'll go slow, sweetheart, don't worry. i know you're still sensitive, but you can cum for me one more time, can't you? oh, don't whine, love, i know you can do it, just one more for me. you feel so good around me when you cum, don't you want to feel good too?"

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who is obsessed with making you cum. he only uses the threat of edging you as a way to get you to say or do whatever dirty thing he wants; the rest of the time, he prefers you to be a blabbering, overstimulated mess. he's known (by you) to spend hours going down on you, switching between his mouth and fingers when either gets tired. when you tug at his hair and try to push him away, you always get "jus' one more f'me, darling, know y'can," and a quick kiss to your thigh before he's right back at it.

✧ ˖ ° the sight of you trembling and twitching from the overload of pleasure he gives your little body is just the most satisfying sight in the world to john. after sating his near-constant hunger for your sweet cunt, he'll crawl up to hover over you and press kisses across your face, gently wiping away the trails of tears that escaped during his mouth's endless assault. "y'with me again, love?" he asks softly, pressing little kisses to your swollen lips until you start returning them. the moment is sweet and slow before he's pressing his cock into your tight hole, pushing deeper and deeper until his fat tip is kissing your cervix.

✧ ˖ ° john doesn't give you enough time for your nerves to calm down before he's thrusting into you; the gasps and whines and tiny pleas that stumble out about needing a break. "but i already gave you one darling, just now, remember? shit- so fuckin' tight, even after i spent so long workin' y'open- hah, don't try to squirm away, princess, just take it- fuuuck-" he groans. john's calloused hands collect your smaller ones to intertwine his fingers with yours and hold them above your head, nose-to-nose with you as he coos down at you about how well you're doing for him.

✧ ˖ ° every time he gets you into his bed (or yours, or any bed, really) you know you're in for a long night. john will fuck you until you're about to pass out. he lives for pushing your limits, finding new tricks to get you to cum faster or harder for him, molding you to his cock and drilling it into your head that he's ruined you for any other man.

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #john price #john price x reader #john price x female reader #john price smut #reader insert #— ask!#— lilly writes! ♡

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b-00-biez · 1 year

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Slashers and how big are there pp in my opinion

Warning: A bit graphic on describing their schlong

Characters: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Pyramid head, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba sawyer

BO SINCLAIR

Larger than average

not too thick, not too long either

Hes more of a shower

BUT LIKE IT HAS ENDURANCE

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Im sorry but its like a bit shorter than average just like a few

ITS LIKE A BIT PINKISH

A little bit of veins

Hes a grower

BUT LIKE BONER IS LIKE AVERAGE

PYRAMID HEAD

Lord have mercy

ITS THICK AND JUICY

IDC YOUR HOLE WILL GET RIPPED APART

HES A SHOWER AND A GROWER

like bitch it was big but then it got bigger?!

Bless your heart for anyone who gets to sleep with this big boy.

Michael Myers

He a lil hairy

BUT LIKE LOTS OF VEINS

larger than average and moderately thick

A grower as well but like

This old man doesnt get too horny so this is like a rare occasion

JASON VORHEES

HE PACKIN

Its longer than you expected but not too thick

It could slap you on the face just saying

Hes a shower

BUT LIKE HIS VEINS ARE MASSIVE

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

A rich dick

A bit hairy and stinky.

Its like a fact that he got veins

Hes average but when it grows

Goddamn it would look appealing ngl

THE FIRST DICK I WOULD GRAB IF I WAS IN A GLORYHOLE

THOMAS HEWITT

This boy THICK

Like it aint much in length just average but like ITS THICK

HE GOT LARGE VEINS

YOU CANT EVEN FIT YOUR WHOLE HAND YOU GOTTA USE TWO

A grower and a shower

Like its thic but then it grows and it got three c already

Would 100% rip you apart

BUBBA SAWYER

THICK AS WELL

And boy he got big balls too

LIKE WHEN HE FUCKS YOU, YOU CAN HEAR THE MOST EROTIC SLAPPING NOISES

HES A SHOWER

like he would grow but not as much as hes showing rn

WOULD ALSO RIP YOU APART

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iamasaddie · 7 months

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quit it

paring: Joel Miller x f!Reader rating: explicit (18+ minors DNI) word count: 1,3k~ warnings: ER; explicit sexual content; mentions of smoking; oral [m receiving]; light dirty talk; not beta-ed; no use of y/n a/n: something I whipped up right now as I'm struggling to quit smoking and I know Joel would find the right way to help me. dedicated to my chère @milla-frenchy i love you and i believe in you <3 MASTERLIST

"You know that shit is bad for you, baby."

"Oh, come on Joel, just this last one, I am going to die if I don't smoke right now."

You felt your lips itching for a burn of a filter, your lungs needing the smoke feeling them. You'd been smoking for the last ten years, deciding to quit cold turkey when you got to Jackson. Smoking was a nervous habit, something you picked up instead of biting your nails and chewing your lips raw. You felt good about yourself the first day, proud that you could go 24 hours without even thinking of a poorly wrapped cig that you were used to in the post-apocalyptic world, but now, as your two day streak hit, you weren't so sure you could make it.

Your mood worsened with every hour, everything seemed to piss you off, the last straw was when Joel asked you what was for dinner and you told him to go fuck himself before breaking down in tears. He knew it wasn't you talking, he went through the same bullshit himself, even though his was thirty years earlier and accompanied by as many nicotine patches as the town's drugstore could provide. You weren't so lucky, but he was focused on helping you out.

"You know, the thing that makes you want to smoke is oral fixation."

You raised your eyebrows at him incredulously. What kind of scientific bullshit was that? What made you want to smoke was some kind of shit that made you addicted to cigarettes, it wasn't a fixation.

"Trust me, baby. You know I've been through that before. That's what the doctor told me, you just need to find a thing to fixate on, and you'll forget all about smoking."

He nodded, as if to make his words sound more trustworthy. You were still doubting, though, it kinda sounded like a load of crap. If quitting was so easy, why were people in the QZ ready to all but kill for a pack of fresh cigs?

"So what do you suggest I fixate on?" You asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.

"Some people eat snacks, like chips, or carrots." You punched his shoulder, and he whined leaning away from you on the couch you shared.

"Joel, where the fuck am I supposed to get chips? And it's not the season for carrots, plus Jackson is pretty comfortable, I know, but there's no way people will give me extra snacks just so I don't start smoking. We still have food rations," he scratched his beard, and you sighed. You were doomed. You scrambled to stand up and go to your secret stash of smokes that you hid behind the cupboard, but Joel quickly grabbed your wrist, making you fall into his chest.

"There is another way." His voice dropped low, a cadence you weren't used to hearing in the middle of the day, and you felt your body's usual reaction to his rasp. Heat started pooling in your lower belly, for a moment you forgot why you even started to get up.

"Yeah?" You turned your face to him, your lips almost connecting. "And what's that."

"How about you get on your pretty knees and I'll give you something to occupy your greedy mouth with?"

You raised your eyebrows, chuckling when you saw him keeping the same expression on his face.

"Now you're just making up stuff to have your dick sucked, old man."

"Just entertain me, if I'm wrong I'll go bring you a pack myself."

You considered it. It was a win-win for you either way. If he was right, you'd be rid of your bad habit and satiate the already burning need for your man. If he was wrong, you'd still get to have him, and enjoy a smoke without an accusatory glare from him. You shrugged your shoulders, slowly lowering yourself between his thighs. God, when you took your place there, nothing besides having his thick cock in your mouth as soon as possible crossed your mind. Maybe he was right.

You made a quick work of his pants and boxers under his intense stare. Joel didn't say a word, just lifted his hips helping him free his stiff cock. It desperately begged for your attention and you felt saliva pooling in your mouth at the mere sight of his beautiful tan shaft surrounded by salt and pepper curls around the base, the tip of him dark red and shining with his interest already.

"Come on, honey, take a drag, I see how much you want it."

He wasn't wrong. You hated how he was never wrong. You lowered your mouth, letting a fat drop of saliva lather his dick and he hissed as soon as it touched his burning skin. You didn’t wait for long, letting his pulsing head breach your lips and you both moaned at the intrusion. No cigarette in the world tastes as good as Joel’s precum erecting your tastebuds. He was salty, and you pushed him further down into your mouth, sucking on his steel-hard shaft like you would on a cigarette filter. He was way thicker, though. The girth of him pleasantly stretching your lips, the weight heavy on your tongue as you started bobbing your head up and down slowly. Fuck, he had a point. His taste, the smooth texture of his cock gliding along your tongue and punching bruises into your throat gave you more pleasure than the toxic fumes filling up your lungs.

Joel groaned, placing his hand on your head, and making you take more of him down your throat. "Good girl, just like that. We’ll get you addicted to sucking my cock and you won’t ever think about the damn smokes."

You were already addicted to his cock, had been for some time, but the sound of his fucked out voice made you squirm, wetness pooling in your panties as you started moving faster. Your lips got tighter around him while your tongue caressed the sensitive underside of him. You hummed, delighted in the way he started throbbing, your mind focused on one thing only: his cum down your throat. Fuck, the way he opened up your throat shoving more of him down it until you felt his coarse hair tickling your nose. You stayed like that for a moment, breathing through your nose and letting him feel how your throat contracted around his cock, milking him. "Good - fuckk- good job, baby, gonna fill you all the way up. Every last bit of you, won’t leave a spot for smoke, just gonna be full of my cum."

He gritted his teeth, words coming out slurred, and you brought your hands to his balls, squeezing the tensed up flesh gently and rolling it in your palm. He didn’t have a chance to warn you, just pushed your head off a little, leaving only the pulsing head in your mouth as he filled it with the salty load of him. Fuck, it was a mouthful, like he’d been keeping it for a few days, just waiting for this moment. You felt it pooling on your tongue, cementing the crevices behind your teeth, filling your mouth up like smoke. Joel’s chest heaved and he looked down at you, the last drops of his cum dripping from the head and staining your lips in milky white. He took his hand off your head, cupping your cheek.

"Swallow." You let his load travel down your throat, finding its rightful place inside you. "Good girl."

You placed your head on his thigh, looking up at him and seeing in his eyes that he was far from done with you.

"You know I hate it when you’re right." You pouted.

Joel just laughed, collecting an escaped drop of his cum from the corner of your lips and pushing it back into your welcoming mouth.

***

Two days have passed before you felt the familiar pang of need in your lungs. You were enjoying the mild autumn weather when the itch returned. Without giving it a second thought you hurried back home, finding Joel in the process of cooking you dinner. Taking your hat on the go, you scurried to the kitchen and Joel turned to the sound of your thumping boots.

"Take off your pants, Joel."

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oldfashioned-lovergirl · 2 months

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Can I suggest a lewis hamilton fic where the reader is their teammate they've basically been through through thic and thin and they have an argument abt lewis not tell you abt going too ferrari and they confess their feelings and let their frustrations through sex??? (( THIS IS LITERALLY SOO MUCH TOO ASK FOR SO UF YOU CAN WRITE IT ITS FINEEE)) - anon 🌺

lost in the fire — LH44 x reader

cw: switching control, sexual tension, angry sex, dirty talk, age gap

note: first ff I write in a while, please y’all be kind with my english :3 hope you like it, I thirst way too much for this man

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The way the evening is ending is making you nervous and you’re not very good at hiding it. Well, you didn’t expect to discover the worst news possible in the middle of the after party of a fashion show in Paris and above all you didn’t expect to hear that from a stranger and not from the person concerned. Such person concerned is now driving you back to your Paris hotel because according to him you are “too upset” to take your own car.

Now, while you’re looking outside the window without saying a word, you hope he told someone to take your car to the hotel, or you swear to God you’re gonna scream to his face. You want to scream to his face so bad.

The city night lights are magical but you can’t think about anything that isn’t what you had just discovered. The atmosphere is awkwardly silent. Lewis is keeping his sight straight on the road, hands on the wheel. His profile is a picture you know way too well. It’s obvious he wants to say something. Anything.

“You know we’re still gonna see each other every week, right?”

“That’s not the point.”

He lets out a sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re not.”

“I am.”

“I’d rather not talk about it right now.”

“Then what do you wanna talk about?”

“Nothing.” You miss the awkward silence.

You already had arguments during your friendship/coworking/whatever that is, but never like that. That’s different. You feel hurt.

He finally reaches the hotel. He can’t stop right in front, so he parks in the next street. You open the door.

“I’ll walk you.”

“You don’t have to.”

He gets out of the car anyway. You’re not surprised he’s acting like a gentleman even when you’re so angry you could punch him. “It’s 2 AM and I won’t leave you alone.”

You walk alongside him, trying not to look at his open jacket. The fact that he’s wearing absolutely nothing under it isn’t helping. Damn this man and his impeccable fashion sense. “You weren’t so kind when you lied to me about your new contract.” At this point you don’t even care if people hear you argue.

“I didn’t lie.”

“Oh right, you just forgot to tell me.”

“I was going to.”

“When? When you’re already driving a Ferrari car? Don’t worry I’m not colourblind.” Great, now you reached the point where you can’t keep your mouth closed. And he’s following you to your room because he’s just like you, he has to have the last word.

“Soon. And stop using that sarcastic tone with me, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Of course, my bad, you’re always right about everything. You’re so selfish and childish, running away from the things you love just because you’re scared.” You ask yourself if you’re provoking him too much. No, he deserves that. You’re about to open the door with the electronic key when he takes you wrist and pulls you away. He stands right between you and the door, preventing you from getting in. “Leave me alone.”

“I’m not scared, I don’t like to be ignored. You are the selfish one here, not trying to see things from my point of view. You think it’s so easy for me?” He’s raising his tone. He never did it with you and now you find yourself holding back the tears. “You can’t even imagine what does it mean to leave my team, to leave my friends, to leave… you. But I can’t stay anymore, it’s dragging me down and you know it.”

Those words touch your heart. You feel sorry for him but you just can’t forgive him. You simply can’t stand the thought of racing without him as your teammate. “Then why didn’t you tell me? We can fix this, we can make changes and…”

“I don’t want change, I want to be myself and I want to be listened to. I would have told you sooner but I didn’t want to hurt you. See, now you’re hurt and I don’t know what to do because…” You’re eyes are on him but he’s looking down. He’s still holding your wrist and you bet he feels your heartbeat going faster than him in a Mercedes. “Because I care about you and I don’t want to lose you.”

You try to release from his grasp but he pulls you close. “Well done, now you lost me.”

“You sure?”

“I hate you.”

He kisses you, immediately moving his other hand to your neck to pull you even closer. His dreads brush your shoulder. You try not to shake for the emotions filling you. You lose yourself in the kiss. You can’t think about anything else than your tongues tangled, so you completely forgot you’re still in the hallway. Lewis takes the electronic key from your hand and unlocks the door. He brings you in and closes it behind your back, pushing you on the door. It frustrates you that he always has you under his thumb, no matter how much effort you put into escaping it.

He wouldn’t force you to do anything, ever. You know that he will keep away his hands if you won’t make a move in that direction. However the moan you let slip makes him inevitably smile. You lick the gap between is teeth and proceed to kissing him more passionately.

He shouldn’t dare to laugh at you right now, not even if you’re probably about to explore each other bodies. You put your hands on his chest and push him on the wall of the bedroom so violently that you worry you’ve hurt him. Bold of you to even think you can hurt a F1 driver’s back. A seven times world champion F1 driver’s back.

Your hands travel under his jacket, brushing his nipples and causing him to hold his breath. His naked chest feels smooth. There’s no better feeling than having him finally in your hands. It’s a dream coming to reality.

“Oh you hate me so much.”

Can he read your thoughts? Or did he just say that because you’re mapping his upper body with your fingers? His kisses continue on your chin, then on your jaw and then on your neck. They’re soft yet so hot. You want to reply but you’re too worried to make another sound. His strong hands are now on your hips, they slide up to your waist, stroking it up and down, his mouth now reaching your naked shoulder and leaving marks on it.

He’s definitely now in control of the situation, as always. You want to regain it, but he’s good at making you melt under his palms. You want him in you so bad and you’ll have him. You take him by his jacket and drag him in front of the bed, quickly getting rid of his jacket. You push him on the white bed sheets, climb and sit on top of him. You can feel him hard.

He has the body and the face of a young god, he’s so flawless that makes your almost 20 years age difference look 0.

“Take off your clothes.” He commands.

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

You pin his hands on his sides and begin slightly moving your hips. His eyes turn to the ceiling for a moment and his breath becomes louder. “You can’t torture me like this.”

“I think you deserve that.”

You stop and sit back in his lap. He looks up at you with his dark bambi eyes. They’re the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in your life. You take a moment to appreciate the sculpted inked chest he likes posting on instagram so much, thinking about all the times you spent trying to hide how jealous those fuckboy pictures make you feel. Maybe the jokes you always make on the topic betray you.

“Does this mean you forgive me?”

You’re unsure about that, but what you’re definitely sure of is that you’re falling deeply in love with this man. Those puppy eyes are making you regret all the bad things you said to him.

That doesn’t change that you’re still mad. “We’ll see.”

He helps you unzip your dress, moving his hands across your back and slowly down on your ass, and you let him. The straps of your dress fall down on your arms and he stands in order to press his mouth on your collarbone. He takes your dress off, it falls down on the moquette. “I want you.” He gets rid of your bra and begins kissing your breasts like they’re the sweetest fruit on Earth. “I want you so bad.”

Years of friendship colliding into that moment. You want to shout, insult him, hurt him because it hurts you so much watching him leave, but the only words that escape from your mouth are: “L-Lewis I–“. You bite your bottom lip.

You can see through his pleased smirk that he couldn’t wait to make you eat that “I hate you”.

He takes advantage of your moment of weakness to take back control. He flips your positions and frees you both from the last clothes. God, his arms are perfect. “Open wide for me, darling.” His hands on your thighs are making you unable to speak. “Good, just like that.” He licks his lips at the sight of your wetness.

You can’t take it anymore. “Stop playing Lewis, just… just do it.”

He bends over you, a few centimetres from your mouth. “Pretty please?”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

And so he does.

#lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #smut #formula 1 #f1 #fanfiction

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bbybaku · 25 days

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hii! could we get some dabi/touya college boyfriend nsfw and sfw headcanons? thank uu

yall are gonna have to hear me the fuck out on this one okay

the 18+ part is below the cut 🫡

also sorry this took me like 9 months to write lmao

sfw

i think you and touya would be in the same big friend group that likes to drink and party together

okay so touya started off in the dorms of your big ass university as an engineering major and very quickly realized he didn't really fw it

butttttt he did fw the night scene

and his rich father paying him to be there

so touya barely passes freshman year

transfers to the community college down the road

moves into a party house w his boyz

i feel like he would either be like a blue-collar construction worker or a bar back until he's 21 when he can be a bartender

he's kind of a dick but he's also friends w everyone?

he likes fat girls

especially bipoc thic girls

like homeboy likes tits and ass and is not picky

i feel like he's a bit of a dick in an endearing way

like he's a college aged man and he's a lil selfish but you know he doesn't mean it

prob not the best bf all the time

he means well

hes a retired player who met you and is now obsessed with you and only you

yall are also lowkey on and off

but you’re working on it!!

that being said I'm sure he would be nice to you and care about you but he def has issues that he is not addressing

back to our party boy

he would order pizza for the after-party

always hosts the pregame

and the party lol

goes to the clubs !!

occasionally gets drunk and gets in fights (its hot af)

he would be generous w the ~party favors~ if you know what i mean

*wipes nose*

*cough cough*

has probably tried every drug under the sun at least once

so maybe not the best memory lol

like not a bad guy

but probably not the best

always has cigarettes

probably a Marlboro guy

or American spirits

always wearing all-black or all-dark colors

always smells really good

his room is actually really nice like he has a big bed and mood lights and some crystals

goes to the gym often but has a sleeper build

so looks scrawny but has some muscle when he takes his shirt off

prob has a stupid tattoo somewhere

like a cool one on his lower stomach

but also has a tramp stamp of a heart with wings

always has like an ocean sented canlde burning in his bedroom

has the most beautiful fluffy hair that he puts such little effort into

almost always has a 5 o'clock shadow

like does not shave his face consistently enough but he is hot so its okay

he likes to sit with his head between your legs

yall watch movies together often

like actually watch movies

he has a silver nose ring

drives like a red mustang

is prob lowkey a car guy

is not on any social media but is always watching weird youtube videos and texting his siblings

i feel like it’s a fantasy of his to get into a fight for you

like he dreams of some guy trying shit with you only for him to step in at the perfect time and beat the shit out of him

he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you

but he would beat anyone who hurts you

nsfw

average size but a bit girthy

homeboy can fuck

like is experienced

he’s a retired whore

you are the reason he retired lol

can find the clit on anyone

you don't go home until you come at least once

quickies

all the time

anywhere you can think of

bathroom at parties

unfinished basements

empty classroom

storage closet

prob has a hand signal to you for if yall are out drinking in your group and he wants to fuck

this man oozes sex appeal

like you're not in the mood and then he's wearing all black and smells like that and suddenly you're ferral

real good at dirty talk

"behave"

"that's what I like to hear"

"have you always been this much of a slut?"

just to name a few

talks like that in and out of the bedroom

does not sext but will not hesitate to invite you over when he's horny

fucking in his room during a party

and then returning to the party

will buy you food after

fucks you to hip-hop

like good music

Red LED lights in his room

has a big ass mirror

doggy or pro bono in front of said mirror

*chefs kiss*

does not want kids so he always has a ton of condoms

he doesn't like hickies but loves when you scratch up his back

car sex

he likes to choke you

especially during makeouts

like will choke you more during a makeout than he will during sex

prob lowkey has a porn addiction so can get a little carried away sometimes

but will instantly stop if you say something or if he picks up on you like liking the vibe

he's loud as fuck during sex

like his roommates will pound on the walls

doesn't eat you out super often,, but when he does?

good god

amazing

prob will ask you to do some weird shit every now and then

like clown makeup

or to top him and call him weird names

you're normally down for it

its fun because he gets so into it

is pretty straightforward about what he wants

which is nice since you never have to guess

m.list

#mha smut #dabi smut #mha dabi #dabi todoroki #touya todoroki #touya x reader #todoroki smut #dabi headcanons #lov smut #dabi x reader #bnha dabi #mha headcanons #mha fanfiction

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arc-misadventures · 4 months

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The Beach: B

Jaune: Haa… that was something…

: What was something?

Jaune: Ahh?! What the…?! Oh, it’s just you, Blake. You startled me.

Blake: Sorry, but what’s wrong?

Jaune: Nothing to really… Wow… You’re looking great, Blake.

Blake: Oh… D-Do I…?

Jaune: You look very sexy!

Blake: O-Oh… T-Thank you…

Jaune: I don’t mean to… insinuate anything… But, since when were you soooo… filled out?

Blake: ‘Filled out?’

Jaune: …

Jaune: Thic…

Blake: Oh!

Jaune: I mean… I don’t remember you being so… full bodied.

Blake: T-Thank you… It must be because of my outfit… I mean, it’s a one piece bodysuit. It’s pretty tight so it probably makes me look pretty slim.

Jaune: ‘Pretty slim?’ I thought you were a B-Cup those are at least E-Cup!

Blake: And, tell me, Jaune: Is that a bad thing~?

Jaune: …

Jaune: N-No comment…

Blake: Fufufu~! So, tell me; what was this ‘something’ you spoke of?

Jaune: Nahh… Your teammates keep telling me what their favourite kinks are…

Blake: Their kinks…?

Jaune: Yeah…

Blake: And, they are…?

Jaune: You really want to know?

Blake: I’m curious, besides I know about, Ruby’s interest in tentacle porn. Can be much worse than that.

Jaune: How did you know that?

Blake: I found her ‘hidden stash.’ I’m not into such things myself, but they were quite spicy~!

Jaune: Well, she wants me to tie her up with rubber bands, and have my way with her; Did you know about that?

Blake: I know she was looking for rubber bands, I didn’t know why at the time, but now I know why. And, I must say, kinky~!

Jaune: Not to me it is…

Blake: What about, Yang?

Jaune: Brother complex. And, I’m the brother…

Blake: Really?

Jaune: Yeah. I have enough perverted sisters at home, I don’t need to deal with another one.

Blake: But, if you played, Yang’s little fantasy. You could play out some of your own sibling fantasies.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Weiss is a sub, and wants me to dominate her.

Blake: …

Blake: She’s a sub…? I thought she’d have a daddy kink.

Jaune: So did I. But, because of how much of an ass her father was to her, she didn’t like her father so the idea of a daddy kink to her is absolutely revolting. Actually, she almost went gay because of him.

Blake: But?

Jaune: But, because of her father being a complete asshole, and all the threats her father received because of what he’s done, she did some research to understand what their threats were about, and stumbled down the rabbit hole. And well, long story short she wants me to bound, and gage her, and have my way with her…

Blake: Wow…

Jaune: Yeah…

Blake: I did not… I did not expect that…

Jaune: Same. But, hey you two could probably get together, and talk about your shared kinks. So team bounding moments, yay!

Blake: I’m not into that.

Jaune: Y-You’re not…?

Blake: Nope.

Jaune: Really, I thought you did; Those, ‘Ninjas of Love’ books are filled with that stuff, and don’t you love that series?

Blake: Well, I do like the books, but I’ve… wait… H-How do you know what those books are about…?

Jaune: I proofread them for my sister.

Blake: Sister…? Your sister is, Catherine Mystique?!

Jaune: Technically her real name is, Janette Arc. The one on the books is just her pen name.

Blake: Oh… I-I didn’t know that.

Blake: …

Blake: Do you think…?

Jaune: I’ll get her autograph for you.

Blake: Yes!

Jaune: But, back to my previous question.

Blake: Hmm… Oh! Yeah… You remember, Adam, Adam Taurus?

Jaune: That male yangdere?

Blake: Yeah, so before I ran away to, Beacon he tied me up like in the books, because he thought I would like it. It was uncomfortable to say the least.

Jaune: Because he’s a crazy?

Blake: Well… he knocked me out, and then tied me up hanging from the ceiling so yeah… you can say it was because he was crazy. Luckily I managed to use my semblance to break out, and I ran for the hills, well, Beacon. You understand.

Jaune: I’d rather not, but no matter. So… I hate to ask… but, if you’re not into bondage, or other stuff like that, then what are you into?

Blake: A-Are you asking me what my kink is?

Jaune: Yeeeeeees…? I’m curious, okay?

Blake: Well, I suppose after our little conversation you can’t help, but be a little curious. So, to answer your question: Raceplay.

Jaune: Raceplay? Like… human x faunas?

Blake: Yep.

Jaune: Is this a, White Fang thing?

Blake: No… well… kinda? Look, I joined the, White Fang to create equality between humans, and faunas. For me that was to stop discrimination between the pair, and stopped all the things the, SDC were doing to us. I was never the hardcore kill all humans kind of person. I was however… I was a member of the secret club called the… HAA.

Jaune: HAA?

Blake: …

Blake: Human Addicts Anonymous.

Jaune: Say what now?

Blake: We were just a group of hormonal faunas girls who really had the hots of strong human males. Most of the faunas boys around us were so pathetic, but those humans~! They had such strong commanding presence to them that demand our attention! I-If one told us to sit, and bark like a dog, we would have howled at the moon! We would be their pretty little pets, and we would absolutely love it!

Jaune: Okay… I think you’re into more than just raceplay… g-good to know…

Jaune: …

Jaune: No it’s not. I regret asking you so, so many things.

Blake: Oh don’t be upset, I know you wouldn’t do that to me, Master~!

Jaune: Wait, what?! You want to do that depraved shit with me?!

Blake: Oh don’t worry, Master! I have everything planed out, and I know how to do all the naughty things you can do to your pet~!

Jaune: I don’t like where this is going…

Blake: We don’t have to do anything kinky if you don’t want to. However, I am putting my foot down at one thing!

Jaune: And, that is…?

Blake: A collar for me to wear with your name on it~!

Jaune: I want off this train!

Blake: Also, when we have sex, I want you to bre…?!

Jaune: That’s it! I’m out! I’m not having any of this shit! I’m going!

Blake: But, Master! Don’t you want to play with your little kitty cat~?

Jaune: AHHHHHH!!!

#rwby #jaune arc #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #ruby rose #jaune x blake #blake x jaune #rwby knightshade

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 27 days

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I saw your headcanons of a poly relationship with Hanma and Kisaki... and a sudden thought I couldn't stop thinking about slowed on my mind: How would it be a poly relationship with Hanma AND Ran?

I think these are an interesting duo to talk about, like how would they be in the same room? Would they get along?

So I wanted to ask for some headcanons about a poly relationship with Ran and Hanma, if that's okay with you please🙏💗

This ones done a little differently since Ran in the canon doesn't like Hanma so it's more of them both being in a relationship with reader then all 3 of them being together. But it still creates a pretty interesting dynamic...

(There's also some nsfw ones at the end but they're clearly marked so feel free to skip those!)

The dynamic is basically Ran going "this is my girlfriend, reader and her boyfriend Hanma"

Oh they loathe this situation and each other but play nice for your sake. They love you more then they dislike each other.

Try to out do each other often, if Ran goes to hold your hand then Hanma will go to sling his arm over your shoulders

You always wake up with two pairs of arms wrapped around you.

Rindou is pretty interested in this and likes watching the drama between his brother and Hanma. Kisaki just sighs.

They share a lot of pictures and videos they take of you since they both benefit from this

They have rival pet names for you, Ran's "princess" vs Hanma's "sweetheart"

They'll go from both happily smiling at you to glaring at each other when your back is turned.

Hanma doesn't even particularly know why Ran hates him he just plays along with the rivalry (plus he doesn't like sharing you)

They both team up and beat up any guys that try to hit on you or are rude to you though.

There's a date agreement, where they both agree not to bother each other when they're taking you on a date, it works surprisingly well.

If you give affection to Ran then Hanma insists you give him some too. You frequently end up sitting in between them, cuddling with both of them.

Hanma likes to play pranks on Ran and absolutely will wake him up on purpose. (Ran changes the locks on your shared apartment the day after until you talk him round).

You put them both down as emergency contacts but quickly realise that was mistake after the time you fainted and Ran kicked the hospital door off his hinges to see you quicker while Hanma climbed in through the window???? (You put Rindou down after that, you trust him more in these moments).

You have to wear one piece of jewellery they got you each or they'll get jealous.

Nsfw

"He may be longer but we all know I'm thic-" *you threw a shoe at his head before he could finish*

They frequently have contests to see who can make you moan louder or come undone faster.

Both can get very possessive while having sex, frequently tilting your head so you make eye contact with them instead of "him" and liking it when you moan their name instead of "his"

Better have good stamina because they're not satisfied until they both get to finish inside.

They frequently set up a camera so they can watch again later

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #hanma shuji #ran haitani

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lazyneonrabbitt · 7 months

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New comforts

Daryl Dixon x Reader | SMUT

No one needed to know that sex between the two of you wasn't strictly for human Daryl only.

Bonus: Alt. ending

It's a monsterfucking fic, who am I kidding

🐺 🐺 🐺

You loved teasing Daryl in bed.

Ever since you learned you can coax out his beast with certain touches or dirty talk you kept doing it whenever you had enough privacy.

No one needed to know that sex between the two of you wasn't strictly for human Daryl only.

Like right now. He was thrusting into you, soft grunts leaving his lips as he felt your hand rub at his spine, right where his tail would be in his shifted form.

"Bunny.." he snarled a warning at you, but you happily kept going.

"Stop!" He snapped at you, his face an inch from yours with fangs bared and lips curled into a snarl.

His ragged breaths fanned your face as he kept up his thrusts since your hand seemed to have stopped.

But then it didn't, and squeezed right at his tailbone in time with his thrusts.

He let out a choked gasp and clamped his hand around your upper arm and hip, claws piercing your skin in both places causing you to let out a pained cry and letting go in an instant.

"Ghah.. fuck you, girl." His voice got that animalistic tone you were reaching for. You couldn't help but smile against his cheek and lick a broad stripe over his chin fluff. "Oh, please keep doing so." You rolled your hips against him with your hand back on his ass, feeling his muscles twitch under his skin.

"Come on, puppy. Let go for me." Whispering to him and gently biting at his earlobe made it so much harder for him to keep control.

You had been begging him to fully change for you ever since he has gotten comfortable enough to show you only a part of that side of him.

You had seen many parts of him but you selfishly wanted more and you were gonna coax it out of him when he was most comfortable.

Your whispers of pet names and compliments combined with the delicious scratch on his tailbone, the way you rubbed your legs over his and the gentle bite at his neck and ear had him panting, snarling and growling as his slow thrusts become sloppy with every twitch of his body.

You knew he was right on the edge, the beast right underneath his skin and only one right pull away from showing itself.

"Daryl.." You got no other response than a soft rut of his hips and a deep rumbling growl. You flicked the tip of your tongue against his earlobe before biting and sucking at it some more and speaking up one last time.

"I need you to breed me.."

His head snapped up to stare at you, eyes bright blue and mouth open. Huffing sharp breaths and clenched teeth were right in your face as you saw the familiar shifting lines appear on his face and felt the nasty snap of muscle under the skin of his legs as he continued instinctively rolling his hips onto yours.

Your hands moved up to pull his head into the crook of his neck, rolling your hips into his from underneath him in hopes of distracting him from the pain.

"Let go, baby. I love you."

You felt his skull deforming against your neck, drool running down everywhere as he lost his balance and dropped all his weight on you. The arm that slid from under him now rested next to your head on the pillow as the other one clawed at the sheets.

As your hand rubbed his back you felt his spine portrude and bend with every thrust of his hips, his skin tore and healed over and over to make room for his tail. Ribs cracked and his ribcage expanded with every strained intake of air.

You moved your hands around to make sure you caressed every change his body made, rubbing your feet over his extending ones as they formed into large paws. The rough pads a strong contrast against the softer fur sprouting from his skin. Even with the thick layer of muscle and fat around his strong bones you felt them shift and enlarge. While his entire body was almost doubling in size, you whined out in pleasure at the feeling and couldn't help but squeeze your walls around the thickening cock inside of you that filled you more every second and taking back your hand for a short moment to rub at your clit until you came around Daryl's cock. By the time his limbs had fully bulked out his fangs were scraping your shoulder as you were still coming down from your high.

Skin broke under the pressure of his jaw pushing out and forming into a full muzzle, long fangs prodding against multiple spots on your shoulder as Daryl rested his head on the large stack of decorative pillows. With your hand on his head you felt his ears form and shift along with the last shaping of his skull, a wet nose pressing against your cheek not long after his body stopped twitching.

A needy whine sounded from deep within his chest as a large paw moved to grab at your hip. A strong thrust catching you off guard after he had stopped rutting into you moments ago.

"Careful, please. You're so much bigger now.." A flat palm against his abdomen had him move you around so you had a nice view of his thick cock sliding in and out of you, the stretch feeling so much better than you imagined. Your moans only spurred him on and upped his pace, his knot pressing against your entrance every time.

It didn't take long for you to get close again, grabbing at Daryl's paw and dragging it down to press a pawpad to your clit. As he moved his fingers over your sensitive nub you finished almost immediately. Squeezing down on him hard, pulling him over the edge with you and pressing your heels down in his back so tightly he shoved himself against you all the way down to the base. His knot stretching you even further as it slipped in and locked in place. You felt him twitch inside of you and sighed in relief as you relaxed back against your pillows.

"I love you." You mused again as you took his paw in your hands, showing love without moving too much.

He grumbled back at you. It mimiced the tone of your words and you smiled at his attempt.

"Help me get comfortable?" Getting up on your elbows you winced at the pull of his knot that was still not coming out.

He placed a paw on your back as gently as he could to pull you up against him and shuffled around until he was on his back with you resting on top of him.

A large paw reached out to rub at your stomach with an apologetic look in his eyes.

"It's okay, Daryl. I wanted this so now I gotta live with the fact that I'm gonna be sore for a month." You laughed at an older memory that surfaced in the back of your mind. "Just like when I begged you to fuck me in the woods and I had to walk around with tree bark scratches on my ass for a week." This made Daryl laugh as well, a deep rumbling laugh that shook you both.

"I'm really happy you're getting more comfortable with me." Your honesty had him curling his arms around your body, his claws dragging over your skin so lightly they never scratched you.

He opened his mouth to try and say something, almost forgetting he couldn't speak like this. A soft mumble was all you heard, which you interpeted as kind words and gave him a kiss on the muzzle, suggesting you should really go sleep.

~~☆☆☆~~

A/N: Y'all wanted this fic first so here it is! I hope you enjoyed some feral Daryl~

#sometimes i write #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixion imagine #werewolf #twd au #the walking dead #twd #twd fanfiction #twd x reader #twd smut #monsterfucking

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strawbrrycuteblog · 3 months

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hello Elle!

can I request for cat!jay X puppy!reader?

Could you also make it like an office theme (sorry if I'm asking for too much 😭)

-❄️anon

Jay walked into the building, looking around as his little tail giving him away whilst it flickered around. You and Jay have been having this little cat and mouse game for a couple of weeks now.

Little butt slaps and little hair pulling here and there, Jay and his little kitten instincts liked the playful attitude you had, not to mention the body you had, your hips had curves and you hair was perfect for him to grip.

Your eyes sparkled and when you had to look at him to speak to him, the puppy reminded of how wrong it is to be fucking you.

Not that you were married but you were his assistant for fucks sake! He’d get fired if anyone knew. Yet..here y’all were..

Jay groaned as he pushed your head further down to force his penis down your throat, pulling tears out of your eyes as you were being a good obedient pup.

“Just like that baby..” Jay moaned out as his hips bucked.

His ears picking up every single slobber or juicy sound that your pink mouth made..

You multitasking and humping against his leg as you sucked him off, he couldn’t get enough, he didn’t think he ever would.

“Fuck baby..” he’d grunt out as your slimy lips rutted against him, your tail just easily brushing against his desk, he gripped your hair (like usual) and pulled you off.

“A-am I doing good?” You looked at him as you asked for validation. Not flat out but he could hear the need for his validation you so desperately wanted.

“Doing just fine pup..but I need to feel you..”

He pulled your hips in and sat you on his desk, the big window behind him wouldn’t hide the way the sun made your pussy glisten.

He took a finger and ran it through your folds, then bringing the slick to his own mouth and licking it off as his ears perked up at the lovely taste his buds picked up, he let out a groan and started to purr.

“Always tasting so sweet for me?”

“I-I’ve been eating more pineapple..”

He chuckled at how adorable you were, you always read things about how to make yourself taste better or even look better, he saw your whole search history.

“I know..”

“But nothing is sweeter than your tight walls around me babe.”

To that he pushed his mushroom shaped head past your entrance which made you whimper, the stretch always making you whine and cry.

“Shit! Too big!”

“You can take it doll..you always can..” he whispered against your neck, licking and purring against it.

You shook your head whilst clamping down on him. You could barely take him in your mouth let alone the feeling of his tip spearing into your cervix, you didn’t think it was possible for someone to push past your cervix but fuck! It felt like he could do it.

“Yeah that’s right..be a good little pup and take me..” he purred.

You were so sure he’d broken your walls by now, the force he had was impeccable. Looking at his body, his half unbuttoned white shirt and dress pants that had the belt hanging to free his big, throbbing cock.

That cock. His cock. The pretty tip and the thic-

“Jay! Fuck I’m cumming!”

He groaned again and spurt his seed into your pussy, letting his load seep into your fuckhole.

The thickness, the way it could make you cum so fast, the amount of dildos you’ve bought to imitate the feeling his dick provided had you broke. Hence why you were here in the first place.

Okay so this is the best I can do for now! If you want any changed lmk!! Mwah mwah!! 💋

#enhypen #enha smut #enhypen drabbles #mwah <3 #jay enhypen #enhypen jay #jay enha #hybrid enha #strawbrrycuteblog #mature theme #mature story

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thewriterowl · 1 year

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not me trying to see din and luke's canon size difference through comparing their size next to R5D5 (because the dang writers never actually put them side by side which is a sin in my opinion)

So a few things to do for the comparison:

Din is apparently like an inch taller than Han

2) Luke's height can seem to vary. I follow what a general google search provides me which states he's 5'6 (in my heart that is as tall as he gets) On one of Mark Hamill's silly signature cards and his apparent actor resume, he's listed as 5'7 (while wearing healed boots)

3) Din's height seems to be Pedro's height which is about 5'11 + an inch or two for the helmet

But just looking at that gif?? Luke may come up to Din's shoulder :D

AND THAT'S JUST THE HEIGHT

because while Pedro, depending on his role, can be buff to lean, Din is continuously shown to be rather thic and Luke is continuously shown to be rather lean. So, I think how Pedro looked for his role as Joel is really close to the body type Din is show-cased to have based on the armor (the armor does bulk him up a bit but...

the man clearly fills it out in many areas to show that he is built to match the armor and vice-versa; this character is for sure denser than, say, Pedro's Javi)

With Luke;

Being a lot more slender (and this being one of his buffier looks)

So, i end my presentation with: ENJOY THE SIZE DIFFERENCE CAUSE I KNOW I AM

#owl inbox #dinluke #size difference

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suffering-and-happy-about-it · 7 months

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Yo listen. Most of y’all don’t realize how fucking wild the difference between Howl’s Moving Castle (Diane Wynne Jones, 1986) and Howl’s Moving Castle (2004, Studio Ghibli) is.

Dramatic recreation:

Movie Howl: Teehee, a new cleaning lady? Cool! I see you’re cursed but bet we can deal with that. In the meantime, wouldn’t you happen to know what in the hell happened in my bathroom? Did you try to ruin my life or smth? Ah well, I look better this way anyway.

Book Howl: BEGONE FROM MY SPIDERS YOU FAUL HAG. I don’t do crack, I am the crack, Methany. Now excuse me, while you and Michael will attempt to solve stuff I should be dealing with, Imma do my best to bang Sophie’s sister. BUT IF I COME BACK AND FIGURE YOU HAD TOUCHED MY STUFF SOPHIE I SWEAR ON THE POWER OF TEN THOUSAND CRACKHEADS-

On the other hand… Sophie is like:

Movie Sophie: Ah, so this is the infamous castle… I’ll just clean up… Wait, that Howl guy I’ve heard so many stories about… He’s actually nice and attentive in his own way… I’m in love.

Book Sophie: BICH WHAT DO YOU NEED THEM SPIDERS FOR ANYWAY!? YOU ARE TRYING TO DO WHAT TO WHOM? COME CATCH THESE HANDS I SWEAR TO GOD…. Now that he’s gone, I’ll look for the hearts he’s feasting on, I know that son of a gun has them stashed away somewhere. Whooping ass can wait a bit, I need my elderly beauty nap and I need it now.

Meanwhile Michael and Calcifer are still living thic-ass legends and I can’t appreciate them enough.

Bonus for those who read the book:

Someone: Is your man possessed by a fire demon?

Sophie: No, he’s just British.

#howl's moving castle #howl pendragon #sophie hatter #calcifer the demon #michael fisher #the book just took the story to 11 #holy shit it’s so good #it makes me laugh out loud

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akutasoda · 8 months

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Helluu, can I request Jouno and Teccho (and anyone else if you want to add) with an s/o that is insecure of their thic tight 😭

Btw, your writing is really good <<:

in my eyes

synopsis - you had always felt insecure of them, and they just didn't see why you would be

includes - gin, jouno, tecchou, ayatsuji

warnings - gn!reader, insecure reader, fluff, comfort, wc - 740

a/n: hello! and thank you :D. this resonated with me alot, i still hate mine haha

gin akutagawa ★↷

↪she knows a thing or two about feeling insecure and or not liking apart of yourself. but she had soon learnt not to care about it, it was apart of your body and thats what made you, you.

↪so whenever she picked up on your insecurity, or you had told her, whichever came first, she initially would leave it alone. it was your issue and she didn't know that if interfering would make it worse. but if you started hating it a bit too much, or you ahd asked her about it she would do something.

↪she would reassure you that they were nothing to be insecure of, and she wouldn't tell you but she personally did love them. they were apart of you and therefore she loved them.

↪she would often subtly comment on how they flattered you or just complimented you. she wanted you to learn to love them the way she did but if you never did that was okay as well, she just wants you to atleast oay no mind to them.

saigiku jouno ★↷

↪being blind had ment that he had found ways to look after his appearance in different ways. but even through that he never cared what other people thought of his appearance. it was just how he was and he was proud of who he was, how he looked so why should other people's opinions matter to him.

↪whenever he found out, wether it was through you telling him or him picking up the slight changes in your demeanor around the subject or something else, he was quite honestly outraged. not at you, but at your thoughts for making you even doubt your own appearance and making you feel that way.

↪he hadn't understood why you would even think about yourself in that way, your thighs were apart of you and that meant ot was included in the reasons he had loved you. would absolutely try to build up your confidence, to make you see what he saw but he knew that wouldn't just happen overnight.

↪he would always pay attention to if you felt down and immediately tried to lift your spirits. to try and rid your mind of any negative thoughts, thoughts that he wished to rid of entirely.

tecchou suehiro ★↷

↪he had not much cared about how his body was. he looked after himself sure but never really gave it two thoughts about outside of that. it was just how he was and he didn't care what other people thought.

↪so however he had found out, you telling him or him finding out by picking up on clues, it had made him confused in honesty. why would you have amy reason to doubt your appearance, to him you were the best looking person in the world.

↪but he did understand one thing, that he would absolutely try his hardest to bring your confidence up. to make you see what he saw and was determined to get rid of those insecurities. he hated seeing you down and wanted nothing but happiness for you.

↪he would try and subtly comfort you more and more, try and make you comfortable in your own skin and would try and show you just how muched he loved all of you.

yukito ayatsuji ★↷

↪someone who never really cared about his appearance. sure he took care of himself but he didn't care what people thought of him or cared about how he naturally looked. it was just apart of him, why would he give it a second thought.

↪realised very early on your issue with your own body image, specifically your thighs. but knew it could be a sensitive subject so waited until you would tell him or if he noticed it getting particularly bad he would interfere. but would prefer to wait until you were ready to talk about it.

↪he would hate to see how it brought you down and made you feel that way. he would always remind you that it was a natural part of you and that it made you the person he fell in love with. he understood not everyone could brush off things like he could so he would always be ready to help you with any problems in appearance.

↪would want to help you achieve a self confidence that made you forget about your insecurity. you had no reason to doubt your looks, you were amazing and nothing would affecct that.

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