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melodygatesauthor · 1 year

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hello could you do one with any of the moon boys “Who would have thought that this is something that you’re into?” + somnophilia

you could totally ignore this if you think it’s too much, thanks!

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Steven Grant X f!Reader

Nonnie I....

Brain go brrrrr. Definitely not too much. Some might say...not enough. Drooling while writing this.

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, Somnophilia, established relationship, fingering, pussy eating

Word Count: 638

Steven wasn’t a pervert, well, he wasn’t trying to be a pervert, but he’d been so curious about how your body would react to his touch while you were fast asleep. He’d always been impressed with your ability to rest so soundly through every single sound the city streets had to offer, he wondered if you would sleep through this too.

He’d managed to pull your thin cotton panties off without your waking. He’d also managed to part your legs enough for him to see your precious little cunt just waiting for him. Steven whined audibly when he touched your slit. He looked at your face and watched your lips part in response. You seemed to still be sleeping though.

His finger brushed against your sensitive nub gently, still being careful not to wake you. He loved the way it felt, your folds were so soft against his fingertips. You shifted, he froze, waiting to see if you were going to wake up to him between your legs, but you didn't. You started snoring a little, letting him know that he still could go further before waking you.

Steven didn’t want to waste more time, so he dragged his tongue over your slit, flicking sharply as he reached your clit. You sucked in a breath, but then your chest rose and fell again like normal. He got more bold, opening his mouth wide and engulfing your cunt under his lips. He flattened his tongue, sliding it in a circular motion around your sensitive bundle of nerves.

It was the finger that he pushed two knuckles deep into your soaking channel that woke you. The gentle brush against your walls forced you to stir and open your eyes. When you looked down, a pair of dark brown eyes looked back at you. Like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Steven picked his head up over your mound and stared at you. His lips were glossy, wet with your arousal.

“Steven what are you…” You croaked, still sleep drunk.

“Love, I’m sorry I was just…well you see it was…”

You could see him panicking, trying desperately to explain himself. This should creep you out, and most people might find it strange, but the thought of Steven eating you out while you slept was oddly…exciting.

“Actually, Steven…it’s more than ok.” You gave him a reassuring smirk. “Please don’t stop.”

“Oh, love, who would’ve thought this was something you’d be into.” He smirked before going back in, flicking his tongue rapidly over your clit.

You grabbed the sheets with one hand, and a fistful of his curly locks with the other. He started working faster, bringing a second finger in to fuck you with. Steven was a messy eater in every sense of the term and he slurped over your folds as if he’d never eaten a meal before. He moaned and groaned while he continued.

He stopped long enough to say, “Tastes so good love, so sweet”, before diving back for more.

You gasped, arching your back and driving your hips into his mouth. He hummed, wrapping his free hand around your thigh and squeezing tightly. You lost it at that, pressing your legs against Steven’s ears while your body trembled under his oral assault.

“Steven, yes! Fuck!” You yelled into the small apartment, feeling nothing but paradise from his flicking tongue.

When your body was done shaking, he stopped, pulling back from you and wiping his mouth. His eyes were hooded and pussy drunk when he looked at you.

“What did you think? Did you like it?” He asked.

You smirked, “why don’t you come get some rest, and maybe I’ll try it on you, then you can tell me what you think.”

You’d never seen an insomniac fall asleep so quickly in all your life.

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#steven grant fiction #steven grant headcanon #steven grant fic #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant #steven grant smut #moon knight drabble #moon knight smut #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight fic #moon knight

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queenofmistresses · 4 months

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Reader and cat blanc being psychotic and fluffy, kissing and being extreme and toxic so you’re both crazy and it’s only you two left

A/n this is the unhinged crazy shit that makes my brain go brrrrr (i’ve got problems shush). Not my best work, I’m not used to actually channeling my slight psychopathic tendencies and unhinged shit into my writings so this was a first! And I would love to have more so I can channel it into stuff (since yk can’t really talk about that stuff with people) and to get better at writing it for people like me!! So do keep it coming if you liked this!

And please please give me some feedback, good and bad just please be specific!!

Finally. It’s just us. It took far too long to get here, to destroy everything so that all that’s left is our own private utopia, but it was worth it.

We’ve made our own makeshift home to sleep in and be together out of the ruins of Paris. An old mattress on the floor, and some blankets that chat found for us. What more do we need?

We wake up our first morning alone, I bask in the sweet emptiness of it all. No noise. No one telling me what to do. No one thinking they’re better than me. I’m free. For once even the voices in my mind are quiet, satisfied. Everything is quiet. It’s blissful.

Well quiet except him. He’s purring next to me. Chat. He did this, for us. He destroyed everything for us. For me. Just because I asked him to. I look at his sleeping face and wonder what else he’d have been willing to do. Everything apparently.

This is the kind of control I always dreamed of possessing. And he gave it to me, just like that. Completely willingly. The kind of power I never thought I’d achieve.

He’s given me the whole world, I realise, lying there, staring at him. He saw what I wanted, what I needed, and sacrificed every part of him to give it to me. Now that, is devotion.

I see his eyes begin to flutter open and confusion fill his face before he remembers yesterday’s events. Satisfaction fills his eyes as he looks at me again.

I feel his hands move to my waist, gripping tight as he smiles gently at me. You’d almost think him sane by his face. But I’ve never been fooled by that act, and even if I started to slip, the tight grip he has on me brings me back to reality fast.

He leans down and presses light kisses to my shoulder, it quickly becomes almost obsessive and I can feel him loosing control, I grip his hair to keep him from going far but I don’t stop his assault on my shoulders and face.

“It’s just us now. No one can hurt us. We’re free.” I say to him, though I’m not sure he’s listening. “Only I can hurt you now.” I whisper. I know he can hear me, but even that doesn’t deter him, in fact I think I hear him purr just a little louder.

Chat lost his grip on reality long ago, though I tried to keep him together while the others were still alive. Now that it’s just us I can feel him letting go completely. Honestly, I feel myself embracing it too. I’ve been walking on the line of insanity for years thanks to my family, even being accused of being a psychopath once. Now I can let it go, no more faking it.

I look around me, at the stone statues of Paris’ so-called heroes, surrounding our new home, frozen in a state of fear and panic, and I realise that this is what I’ve been dreaming of. I deserve every moment of this, finally they all got what they deserved.

#i have got serious problems ik #chat blanc #ladybug and chat noir #chat blanc x reader #chat blanc wins #cat blanc

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yakuzacanons · 9 months

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Please, more Majima content 😭 I want some age gap headcanons where the reader is 22 and he's 42, making people around them question why the young lady is with a man twice her age. Maybe they're walking together in public and Majima overhears some judgemental and nasty comments made about him and the reader comforts him through it because he gets uncomfortable and self-conscious 🥺

Ahhhh I love this, as someone in a similar age range in comparison to Majima and him being my absolute favorite, this idea makes my brain go brrrrr in the best way. Thank you sweet anon, headcanon is under the cut, hope you like it! It's a long one so I apologize in advance but I had so much fun making it hehe.

Majima will honestly never understand why you picked him. He'll always be asking himself how he got so lucky. At the same time he'll also wonder if he really deserves it. He will try not to let it bother him but it's always something in the back of his mind.

The most common comments are things like "Isn't he a little too old for her?" or "What's she doing with a man like that?". You get some weird glances from strangers. This makes Majima tighten his grip around your hand or around your waist, an obvious tell that he's trying not to let it get to him.

He will try to not engage in physical violence as a response because he knows that's not the solution and he doesn't want you to see him as just some violent beast. Instead, he'll spit out some retort before grabbing your hand and briskly walking away, clearly still upset.

He will try to not bring it up to you whenever he feels this way. Majima already feels that he's a bit of a burden in more ways than one: his age, his job, even the fact that he's missing an eye feels burdensome in his mind. How could someone ever love a man like this? Secretly, he worries that all these factors will drive you away one day so he doesn't want to add fuel to that fire by bringing you down with how he feels about the age gap.

Eventually, his feelings will boil over. You'll find him looking dejected, probably smoking out the window, unable to sleep. If you ask what's going on, he'll immediately know that you know and that's when he'll break.

Majima won't necessarily cry, but he'll sigh deeply and say something like "I just want ya to be happy. Sometimes I wonder if I can give ya the happiness ya deserve. Maybe I'm just bein' selfish... keeping ya all to myself." He'll turn to hide his face in embarrassment, ashamed of how he feels.

Once he feels your arms wrap around him, holding him tight with your face pressed against his back, his heart will just melt. It's true, he does think he's being selfish. Sometimes he wonders if everyone else is right and if you'd be better off with someone younger, someone your age. But damn if it didn't feel good to have you right there next to him. In that exact moment, his worries just wash away. He feels like he can do anything, be anyone. That's just the effect you have on him. Your presence alone makes him feel like a man reborn.

He'll close his eyes and exhale before putting out his cigarette and turning around to face you. Regardless of how you choose to console him, he'll still ask if you're sure this is what you want. Secretly, Majima yearns the most to be wanted and loved. Once reassured he'll just pull you in and hold you tightly, so close to him that it's almost suffocating.

The truth is Majima can't stand the thought of letting you go. The Mad Dog has been so independent by necessity for so long that he's terrified of letting that guard down, letting anyone in, needing anyone at all. You changed that and it feels so good that he's scared to lose it, scared to lose you. Your tender reassurance calms him, it puts the Mad Dog to sleep, and for once, Majima feels like he can breathe deeply and fully.

All those years ago, Majima swore he'd live his life for him, do things his way. When you came into his life, it was the first time since Makoto that he felt he really had something to lose. That's when the thoughts of other people started to get to him. Truthfully, you love his fearlessness the most. You admire his boldness, his loyalty, how he never stands down, the way he tries everything once and does anything for those he loves. You'll remind him of this, reminding him that it doesn't matter what anyone thinks. Age gap or no age gap, you're his and he's yours.

#majima megaphone moment #goro majima #majima goro #yakuza #yakuza headcanons #yakuza imagines #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku headcanons #ryu ga gotoku imagines #ahh this one was long but I had so much fun hope you like it anon!

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 8 months

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Our Farmer OCs as a vines because my brain go brrrrr again (sorry if I missed someone)

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Bella (@ivquatro): "I wanna be a cowboy, baby!"

Ziana (@nimillaarts): "Are you a lost possum? Do you want a car?"

Marley (@mmarggsstuff): "Two bros, chillin' in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they're not gay!" (When Isaac and Lance in the hot tub 😂)

Eris (@lavendel081): "Can I get a waffle? Can I PLEASE get a waffle?"

Zeke (@theambivalentagender): "Get to Del Taco. They got a new thing called freesha… free… freeshavaca-do."

Bo (@boinurmom13): "I love you bitch, I ain’t never gonna stop loving you, biiiiiitch."

Miranda (@amishasp): "I didn’t get no sleep cause of y’all, y’all not gone get no sleep cause of me!"

Wren (@girls4zelda): "You spilled - whaghwhha - lipstick in my Valentino White bag?!"

Elisa (@elisa6102): "Welcome to Pizza Hut. Let me guess - pizza?" *dies*

Lucy (@doggoneaway): "So I'm sitting there, barbecue sauce on my tiddies."

May (@poxy-domain): "Let's do the fork in the garbage disposal! DING DING DING DING DING DING!"

Hestia (@g0atmama): "People say I can't do what I love without college. I don't need no degree to be a clothing hanger!"

Thad (@reallyghostlypost): "This bitch empty! YEET!"

Rain (@silly-farmer): "AHH! Staaaahp! I coulda dropped mah croissant!"

Myra (@seharuuchan): "Look at all those chickens!"

Skylar (@justashamwithwastedpotential): "I'M A GIRAFFE!"

Shiro (@shirokumav3): "Road work ahead? Uh yeah, I sure hope it does."

Fawn (@ieatsmallorphansnamedtom): "It’s a avocadooo…thanks!"

Josephine (@jazhand): "I'm in my mom's car. Broom broom."

Willow (@vilochkaaa): "Hi, welcome to Chili’s."

Julian (my OC): "Oh hi, thanks for checking in I’m still a piece of garbage."

#sdv oc #sdv ocs

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strawberry-lemonade-kisses · 8 months

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Serpent demon Obanai makes the brain go BRrrrr

Blue and Yellow watched lazily from the treetops, witnessing the rush of the river and its heavy current, taking fish from one end all the way home. Birds chirped from somewhere else, their nests built far away from where the Serpent demon usually lazed about. ‘Poison’ he had hissed as one brave soldier pecked at the multicolored scales. Such scales covered the sides of his neck, unseen by the Dark tresses that went down the length of his back, but he had it off to the side, watching curiously as the young robin pecked curiously at the shiny object embedded amongst others. As he managed to dig under the scale eliciting a sharper hiss from the male, Green bubbled underneath, the smell overwhelming in the acidic and putrid levels. Lethal with just a drop. The robin didn’t survive, falling from the top of the tree just seconds later. The demon didn’t even blink, unbothered at the idiocy of some creatures. But they had learned now, leave him alone, give him space and he’ll leave you alone. His eating habits weren’t aimed towards them, if anything, he helped them. Devouring the unlucky soul who dared enter the woods and hunt the creatures who resided within. He had enjoyed his solitude, he didn’t need companions and he didn’t need power. He had a nice cave that he retired to when he wanted to get a longer sleep, mainly when winter had come and he couldn’t hide in the trees. He had covered the entrance in his blood, warding off anything with a brain cell to stay away. But he couldn’t do that with the forest, for how could he eat? Especially when his next meal just wandered in. He sat up, no longer lounging, but paying attention, stalking. She was younger than the old men who always came to hunt, with years of experience under their belts and confidence. This young woman, however, seemed unbothered, innocent, and sweet. She hummed the songs he had heard play from the nearby village on the nights they blew off those annoying fireworks, the nights he would go back to his cave to avoid the noise. She was headed towards the river, a large basket on her hip as she quickly stepped over branches and fallen logs. The demon lowered himself closer to the ground, perching himself on different branches as he followed her closer to the river. With a small grunt, she had sat by the riverside unearthing the fruits and vegetables that lay inside. “You know not many manage to make themselves comfortable in these woods.” After watching for a few minutes as she quietly washed off the grime from her harvest the demon finally spoke. Swinging his legs off to the branch just above her. She jumped at the sound of his voice, the inhuman waver and the emphasis on his ‘s’ alerted her immediately as she rose to her feet, looking up at the demon who refused to blink. “I have reason to believe it’s because of you” He smiled, the sharpened points of his teeth glistening in the afternoon sunlight. “Observant. Why do you think that, I’m just innocently sitting here enjoying the day.” “I’ve heard many stories about the demon in the woods. The man who looks like a human but also a snake. But I’m not scared, I can defend myself.” His smile grew, the corners of his mouth inhumanly touching the edge of his face in a predatory grin as she pulled a carving knife out of the band tying her shirt shut. He hopped off of the branch, landing in front of her. “I have no doubts you can defend yourself against me, my dear, it is a fish carving knife After all, should be able to slice through scales easily. But we don’t need to be doing that now.” He eyed the knife carefully, taking a step to the side as he looked her up and down, analyzing her lack of the clothing women usually wear. “Then let me go demon” He took a step back, letting her walk past with her basket, knife still pointed at him. “You’ll come visit tomorrow? The river over here has a lot of fish that go to waste when I don’t eat them. Please help yourself to them” The second her foot crossed over the edge of the forest she was running.

#kny #kny hashira #kny scenarios #kny x y/n #kny x reader #kny x you #obanai x reader #obanai iguro #kny obanai #demon slayer obanai #obanai x yn #obanai x y/n #obanai x you #serpent demon obanai

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babybluebex · 1 year

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so breeding with enjolras. makes my brain go brrrrr like a computer that's trying it's hardest to compute but it just isn't working.

bc if you told him you wanted a child, he'd take every opportunity. like he'd be so excited at the prospect of being a dad (remember we discussed singledad!enjolras at length awhile ago okay you know it's true). but the prospect of getting to fuck you with reckless abandon? and not having to be careful? like i rarely use the term 'animalistic' but that's what it feels like at the height of your lovemaking, not in a violent way but just a very passionate way.

but yeah every opportunity. even when you're not technically ovulating, he'd still try. "i mean, we can still try, can't we?" and you're not about to deny him -- are you kidding me? yes in the morning when you first wake up. yes in the middle of the night when you can't sleep. yes in the middle of the afternoon when he comes home for lunch. yes in the evening when you're making dinner and he can't resist you so he turns the burner off and takes you on the table. yes in the back of the tavern, and the alley, when you're out. yes in the back of an empty carriage. fuck yes in the library.

he fucks him cum hard and deep into you, wants to keep it there, wants it to take. every time it doesn't and you suffer from cramps and muscle aches, he massages you, fingers you, gives your orgasms to soothe you. (don't get me started on blood and cum, okay? maybe it's just my kink but hhhhhnnnn he doesn't mind the mess.)

but when it does work? when you're a week late, then two weeks, then you confirm it? that just makes enjolras want you more -- which, somehow, is possible. bc now he's going from fucking to breed, to fucking to worship you and your body. which is a whole new thing.

oh my god. i. oh my god. i’m barking and foaming at the mouth. i need him so bad.

#bex answers #hard-candy-writing #bbc!enjolras x reader #bbc!enjolras #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader

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bastetwastaken · 9 months

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Hey, I love your writing and I saw you're taking requests!

Can you please do "Stay with me tonight?" where Yami was upset from something and Atem comforted him and then Yami asks Atem to stay. It can be NSFW too! Whatever you like but it should be really cute and sweet, please! ❤️❤️❤️

Aw, thank you for the kind words and support, they are so appreciated <3

Another Monarch request! Yay! I love these two, I will always love these two.

I hope this is sweet enough for you, I went with a roommates situation, a friends with benefits agreement turned into genuine feelings of affection, a sad Yami and an ever supportive Atem. The nsfw wouldn't quite come to me- Ace brain go brrrrr, but the not so subtle hints are there.

I hope you enjoy <3

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Yami sighed happily as he fell against the bed, satisfied and tired. Usually he’d roll away from the man in his bed, turn his back and lay there until the other took the hint and left but tonight he didn’t.

Tonight he needed more than just physical company.

He rolled toward the other, pressed his body against his side and smiled to himself as an arm came to rest around him, pulling him closer.

His head fell heavily against the other's chest, and he relaxed into the embrace of the man he’d fallen into this strange dynamic with so long ago.

Atem.

They’d lived together with two mutual friends for roughly six months now, but they’d been friends for much longer. Since moving in together though, they’d developed a dynamic which worked for them outside of the typical roommates helping with bills…or it used to work anyway.

He held back a sigh and closed his eyes.

The first night they’d slept together had been purely accidental, they were drunk, their friends were out of the flat and somehow they got onto the topic of relationships, or lack of it seemed.

Then Yami had made a comment about just wanting someone to fuck sometimes but after a string of disappointing one night stands, he’d grown tired and frustrated. He’d been venting his frustrations to Atem that night, and Atem had offered to help him out.

If he’d have been sober he never would have accepted such a proposal, wouldn’t have been able to give himself the knowledge of just what Atem could be like with him if he’d grow a pair and tell his friend how he felt…how he’d felt for months.

But lady luck always seemed to smile on him and his drunk mind thought it was a fucking brilliant idea to climb into Atems lap and tell him he’d be happy to accept his offer. That first night was amazing, it was satisfying in a way no other one night stand ever had been and he knew he was in too deep but…it was all too easy for him to fall into a friends with benefits type relationship with Atem.

He was in this situation because he was selfish, he knew that. He was well aware of the fact. This arrangement meant that he could sleep with Atem, he could have the object of his affections in his bed any night he wanted. Atem was always only too happy to follow him when Yami gave him that look, and he relished that.

Only, maybe that relationship had started to grow beyond just the physical, for Yami at least.

He liked Atem, like, really liked him.

But he couldn’t just say that, no. He’d only complicate things if he did.

Atem was his friend, his best friend, and maybe he was his lover too…he wasn’t too sure what label to put on what they were really.

But all of that was about to change, he was sure of it. Their mutual friends had told them a week ago that they were moving out, one of them had met the love of their life and was moving in with her and the other had a new job opportunity he had to move towns for.

He knew him and Atem wouldn’t be able to afford this place by themselves and that they’d have to work out what to do sooner or later but he was scared that Atem wouldn’t want to live with him anymore, that he’d move out and find someone else and Yami would be completely alone.

And that line of thought was what led him to walking into the living room an hour ago where Atem was working on another assignment for his degree with nothing on but a small pair of shorts on which left very little to the imagination, what possessed him to raise a hand and beckon Atem toward his room with a wink and a sultry look.

…and now he was left feeling exactly as he had before Atem warmed his bed.

He couldn’t help sinking a little further into Atems arms, wishing that his touch would take away the feeling inside him that their time was limited.

He felt the tears sting his eyes.

“Stay with me tonight?” He whispered, not daring to look up.

He knew the words sounded desperate, but that was exactly how he felt right now.

“Are you okay?” Atem asked softly, a hand came to rest against his chin, trying to pull Yami's face toward him but he didn’t want to look at Atem right now, if he did, he’d cry and he wasn’t sure he was ready to face his friends reaction to that just yet.

“I’m just…” He took a breath, resisting the others touch and Atem relented, his hand cupped his cheek gently instead. “Feeling kinda lonely right now…you know I don’t see my family much since they’re so far away, and with the others moving away I just…I don’t wanna be left alone, you know?”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Atem said, his hand sliding around to the back of his neck, fingers brushing through his messy hair. “You won’t be alone as long as I’m here.”

“I just feel like everyone is leaving though.” He said sadly, leaning into Atems gentle touches and wishing they meant more. “And maybe you’ll leave like all the others…and then what? Where am I?”

“Yami…” Atem breathed his name so softly, the hand left his hair and his arm wrapped around his back, pulling him closer. “I’m not going anywhere…What’s gotten into you? Has something happened?”

“Nothing yet.” He said with a sigh, turning his head to hide in Atems chest, closing his eyes tightly and telling himself not to cry. “It’s just…I don’t have anyone else to live with around here, and I don’t want to be alone…”

"Try to put that out of your mind for now." Atem said softly, he huffed out a laugh.

"You say that like it's easy."

“I know you, I know it's hard but I’ll stay here with you.” Atem said quietly, lips pressed against his head. “Right here. For as long as you want me to.” Atem’s free hand moved to take his, fingers slipping easily between his own and holding him tightly.

“You can just pretend if you like, I don’t care.” He said softly against Atems chest. “I just…really need someone right now and there’s not many people I trust enough to let them see me this way.”

Atem tensed under him, the arm around him tightened, the hand holding his moved as if to let go but then held just a little tighter.

“What if it wasn’t pretend though?” Atems voice was quiet and had they not been so close, he may not have been able to make out the words.

“Well I guess…” He paused and opened his eyes, looking at their hands, their fingers intertwined...this felt too right to be wrong and he dared to hope. “I guess that’d be just fine with me.”

Atem laughed softly, moving again and gently turning his body. Yami knew he was trying to get him to move so he would look at him…and maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to be just a little vulnerable.

He moved to the side, Atem settled so he was laying on his side too, facing him, a gentle hand came to cup his cheek and he offered a small smile which Atem returned.

“If I stop pretending now though, I just need you to know…” Atem said softly. “I may not be able to go back to how we were.”

Yami chewed his lip, looking back into the eyes of the man he’d fallen for long ago, the man he never expected to be in this situation with, then he smiled.

“I don’t think I’d want you to go back to how we were.” He said quietly.

“Yeah?” Atem grinned at him.

“Yeah.” He said.

Atem breathed out a soft laugh, shuffled a little closer to him and took his hand once more.

“Then I won’t leave you.” Atem said. “No matter what else happens, you’ll have me right here.”

He nodded quickly, chewing his lip again and trying to blink away the tears.

“You don’t have to be strong with me.” Atem whispered. “Let me share your burdens.”

And with those words, the dam broke and he felt the hot tears sliding down his cheeks. They were brushed away by careful fingers, strong arms wrapped tightly around him and he was pulled closer. He pressed his face against Atems shoulder, letting himself feel and letting Atem hold him.

This wouldn’t be the first time Atem had seen him a mess, this man had been there for the end of Yami’s last relationship, he’d sat with him for hours, helped him move out his things, stood by his side when his ex tried to force his way back into his life and had been the one who put a stop to that trainwreck.

He’d seen Yami cry, seen him un-showered for days, seen his hair messed and matted, helped him through the toughest of times and never once had he ever made Yami feel lesser.

He’d never made him feel weak, never made him feel wrong or like he was broken, even though he felt that way for a long time.

So of course, why would he treat him any differently now?

“I’m here.” Atem said softly, his legs moving to tangle with his own, hands pulling Yami closer. “I’ve got you.”

Yami knew those words were true.

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Fancy asking me to write a little thing? You can find the master post with the prompts and a little info on here- Link ^.^

#monarchshipping #atem #ygo dm #fanfiction #yami #fluffy and sweet #writer asks

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adhdslugcrimes · 1 year

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Trans flash brain worm going brrrrr Bec a bit is to trans not to put my identity on my heros and comfort characters.

So Barry is trans (ftm) and Iris is trans (mtf) and they are in a t4t relationship but also poly Bec Barry is dating big gay f u finger to gender Hal and they raise Willow (Wally) together, Willow loves tea parties and wants everyone to wear a dress so they do but Barry gets dysphoric wearing one and Hal and Irish tell him to explain to Willow why he can't wear one but he looks them dead in their eyes glaring and gritting teeth, "if you tell her I can't wear a dress for her tea party I will make both of you sleep in the living room for six years, now zip me the fuck up." Barry is protective over his little Willow so while he feels shitty in a dress thankful willow calls him daddy and those evenings are not as bad Bec his princess has a big smile on her face and giggling away.

Then she dates Roy and Dick getting older and Barry is giving shovel talks to them and Oliver and Bruce to not give her one because that's his princess.

The genderflux tornado twins, bigger fuck you to gender out there living for the sweet sweet taste of making people rethink life.

Autistic! Thad and ADHD!Bart fuckin it up on gender and dragons to the hord of pronouns and neopronouns

Willow's babies, her sweet Jai and Iris being bi and pangender respectful.

Wally ii just questioning and exploring gender and what feels right

Jay and Joan old t4t

Max being a genderqueer but sadly a fashion disaster.

And more! Nobody in flash fam is cis Bec I say so damnit!

Also Barry hates needles but t-shots are the only one his body can take without burning through so Hal and Iris have to help him on that. Very squeamish.

Godspeed is a disaster with gender

Bar and Eobard are Agender

There's also nonbinary transfem lesbian meena

Boom,,, my sweet sweet boom is nonbinary transmasc and I will not take any shit for that. Fuck you.

Jonathan Chambers is trans and his daughter is genderfluid nonbinary

I'll stop it here Bec,,,, I will write this at some point

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sebsxphia · 2 years

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my Friend i am so happy you are back ♥️♥️♥️

i just had to get this out of my system ,,, so like you wake up at ass o’clock in the morning and you’re frustrated and horny and normally you’d deal with it on your own but your big beloved boyfriend Bradley is sleeping soundly beside you and while you’re jealous he’s having a good night sleep and you’re perfectly capable of taking care of that ITCH with your hand, your brain is like NO not imagining anything when the real deal’s beside you SO despite feeling shaky & embarassed, u try to wake him up. He groans a little, still asleep and you get a pang of guilt bc you know his job is demanding and he’s tired and all BUT at this point you NEED him so you successfully wake him up AAAAAND imma let u continue my Friend

also like a little bit annoyed Rooster but also amused at how desperate you are for his touch and his cock then sprinkle in some daddy kink in there like how hes like baby girl couldnt wait until morning and had to wake me up at 3:20 am for some dick AND how you were mortified and embarrassed to ask him what you wanted but he still makes you use your words before he actually fucks you <33333333

anon🤸‍♀️🕳

my dear anon!!! thank you so much bless you!! i’m so happy you’re back too!! 💖🫶🏼💘

ughhhhhhhh innocence kink go brrrrr for rooster!!!!!

you can tell he’s grumpy and hear the gravel in his voice when he asks you, “what’s wrong baby girl? fuck, what time is it?”

“roos…” you paw at his bare chest and nuzzle your head into his side, throwing your leg over him and grinding up against him. “baby… what- oh.”

when he switches the bedside light on he notices the glassy look in your eyes and the rosy blush spreading across your face. eyes still bleary from sleep and the sudden light in the room, he doesn’t hold back the little grin. “sweetheart, it’s four in the morning.”

“i know but… i need you. please.” your movements get harder against him, practically gripping his torso. “need who?” he asks with a coy smile as he traces his fingers with feather touches up your bare chest.

“you, daddy.” you answer meekly.

“and what do you need?” he’s making you beg for it now. he shifts so your leg falls off his torso and he’s shifted in between your thighs. “daddy!” you protest as you feel his hardening cock rub lazily against your clit. the sensitivity heightened in the early hours.

“use your words, doll face.”

thank you so so much for this incredible thot dear anon!! 💌

#💌you’ve got mail #🤸‍♂️🕳 anon #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x you #bradley bradshaw x y/n #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x you #rooster x reader #rooster x y/n

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mint-yooxgi · 2 years

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kindly elaborate on these Thots™️

Don't @ me, I've just been malfunctioning since I posted this au yesterday - brain go brrrrr

Okay, so... wow, where do I even begin?

Well, we all know that the boys are all whore knee for you, so their desires are always lingering beneath the surface

Obviously though, everything sexual done with you would be 1000% consensual - they'd never force themselves on you, and if you weren't into sex, or you never wanted them to touch you like that, then they wouldn't. Besides, they have other means of relieving themselves, but I'll get into that later...

This kind of ties in to what I've said before, but if they ever caught you thinking about them in a sexual way they would literally go insane

Sometimes you do it just to tease them, but hey, if they're going to tease you, then you're going to do it right back

I can just imagine something similar to the pool scene in the fic happening again, or maybe one of them is purposely walking around in a sleeveless shirt, or a crop top, or even simply without a shirt on to entice you or some shit like that - just to tease you

Cue you thinking about them touching you, having their arms wrapped around you, or even marking their bare skin, maybe going so far as to imagine yourself dragging your tongue across their stomach or something

*Beast mode activated* - literally the quickest way to make them feral is think about touching them and/or them touching you

Seeing you flustered, though, is one of their favourite sights to behold, so of course they can tease you back, making images appear in your mind about what they want to do to you

So much sexual tension...

Anyways, back to my point on consent - nothing gets them more hot and bothered than knowing the fact that you want them, too. To know you crave their touch as badly as they crave you is the sweetest feeling in the world. To them, there's truly nothing like the feeling of knowing that the one you love needs you as badly as you need them, so yeah, you thinking about how badly you want them - to touch you, to tease you, to please you in any and every way they know how - drives them wild

Submit to them and they will submit to you - they're all about that reciprocity when it comes to you, especially if and when you do something for them, but they don't necessarily expect you to do anything for them in return if that makes sense

Whoever you choose to sleep with first is literally the most smug the next day, the others begging him to know what you like in bed and what happened, how you sounded and how you taste, but his lips (and his mind) are sealed

The others reluctantly agree to stop questioning said man about it to respect your privacy. Besides, they'll find out all in due time, and they can just talk to you about what you like - communication is key

Perhaps some of them are more vanilla than the others to start, and there's nothing wrong with that - of course they want to go all out the first time you both make love, but even they know you have limits. They are demonic entities after all, and they don't want to hurt you, or scare you away

They're all definitely big on praising and worshipping you, wanting to mark you as theirs for the others to see, even if the marks are something only they can actually notice, like lingering touches of their soul intertwined with yours, or the way their scent is now intertwined with yours

Speaking of your soul, and the fact that they can feed off of a person's energy, if you ever allowed them to even so much as taste the energy of your soul while they were making love to you, they would go absolutely feral

*Cue the snarling and their eyes flashing black*

Literally, the significance of that moment would mean so much to them - the fact that you trust them enough, that you care for them enough to allow them to so much as touch your soul's energy makes them so unbelievably happy, a warmth spreading throughout their entire being

If you were into it and wanted them to, they definitely wouldn't mind pleasing you while the others watched - doesn't matter how many of them are there, or who it is that you want at the time, whoever you choose will just be content to be included

You want two of them at a time? Three? Four? All of them? They're more than happy to oblige

Definitely leads to some competition between them at times to see who can please you the best, or who can give you the most orgasms - leads to some pretty intense rounds with them if that's the case

Your comfort and well being is their number one priority - if there's ever a time where you want to stop, or anything like that (maybe you use a safe word or something), they're immediately stopping and comforting you in any and every way they know how

They all have incredible stamina and sometimes they forget that they're essentially gods and you're still only human...

Speaking of, I have this one thot surrounding a ritual where they could essentially turn you into a being like they are, but you would have to want it, too, and you would have to have a deep emotional connection with each of them since they're essentially giving you a part of their souls while you give them a part of yours

It's different than simply letting them feed off of your energy since this would actually be taking a part of your soul for them to keep rather than just absorbing some of your soul's energy which can easily be replenished and replaced

Anyways, the ritual essentially takes place in an extravagant chamber with candles lit all around the room, a large, plush bed in the centre where they each take turns making love to you while the others watch and subsequently get themselves off, praises falling from their lips the whole time, constantly repeating "ours" over and over again, save for the one fucking you who get's to snarl out "mine"

The moment any sort of confirmation slips past your lips - you calling them yours right back, and/or so much as reassuring them that you're theirs - again, they go insane. This is everything they've ever wanted, and more, and every time they hear you say those words right back to them lets them know that you want them as much as they want you - it's all about that mutual possession, that reciprocity

As soon as they know the ritual has worked, and they see your eyes flash black, all hell breaks loose (quite literally) - now they don't need to worry about holding themselves back at all

Perhaps one of them is teasing you just a bit too much when it's his turn, and you get impatient, flipping your positions with a hand around his throat as your eyes flash black right then and there, you growling out for him to stop teasing you

Cue all of their eyes flashing back as they all rush over to you and whoever is on the bed with you to join you for the rest of the evening

Needless to say, you don't get much sleep that night, or any night when you let them indulge in their desires for that matter ;)

#ask #haha #I'm in danger #well #I'm going to hell #:)))))#hope ATEEZ is there to greet me #lol #yandere ateez #ateez headcanons #Related To: Hotel California #demon au

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