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anemptypuddingcup · 2 months

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Your distraction.

Luffy x Female Reader.

Smut short.

Contains: Reader nearly burning herself out. Reader overworking herself and not wanting to stop. Luffy distracting Reader from her college work. Luffy forcing Reader to take a break. Luffy being playful. Pussy eating. Repeating position changing. Indecisive yet sloppy Luffy. There’s probably slight overstimulation in this. Another destressing Luffy fic bc I genuinely need to get my stress out one way or another.

“Oi? Baby?”

Luffy trails down the hallway and sees a slight beam of light peering from out of your room. Out of slight curiosity, he walks over to your room and peeks in without much of a single second thought.

He slowly peeks his head around the doorframe, his eyes peeking in and peering at you while you sat there in your bed and typed away at your laptop. Your body was obscured deep in his larger hoodie and joggers, comfortable clothes that he’s desperately been looking for the past few days. Your eyes were growing dark with bags and heavy with sleep, a tired groan leaving past your lips as your body begged for you to just take a little break away from typing just for a little bit.

Luffy could tell that you wanted to stop working, but your stubborn yet smart mind couldn’t stop. There was too much work to be done at hand and none of it was gonna get done from you just sitting on your ass and not doing shit all day. Piles of work was all on your single laptop and all of it prevented you from taking even so much as a single break from it.

You didn’t want your attention to break and you didn’t want any distractions in your way. This included your concerned boyfriend Luffy, who just wanted you to take a minute to breathe to yourself and get off your laptop just for a smidge. He stared for a few more seconds before pulling his body from behind the wall. His feet slowly trailing his body past the doorway and into your room, allowing him to stand before you while you didn’t break eye contact or halt any of your movements.

“Dumplin’? Are ya alright…? Ya haven’ left ya bed in a good while…is that work really that important?” He asked you, hopping onto your bed which causes your body and your laptop to bounce alongside a few other things on your bed. You didn’t answer him and instead continued working, wanting to speak to him but not wanting to lose focus on your current essay that you were working on.

Luffy peeks his head down at your bright laptop screen, watching as words appeared on screen while you typed on the keys. He looks back up at you and huffs out before crawling behind you, his stronger arms wrapping around your body and beneath your breasts while he kept his legs spread out on either side of you. You huff out softly and finally stopped typing, making Luffy perk up as he watched you slowly turn around to him.

“Can you let go of me love? I’m trying to finish this assignment, It’s due tomorrow.” You asked, your eyes and tone of voice oozing with drowsiness as you looked up at him. “Uh uh.” Luffy responded playfully, shaking his head while a small smile crept across his face. Your brows furl in response and you try to pull away and break out of his tight grasp.

“Come- Come on Luffy! I can’t work like this!” You said, your voice straining as you struggled to pry yourself from his warm yet overpowering hold on you. “Then don’ work! Simple an’ easy!” He chuckles, his hand groping at one of your breasts which causes you to yelp out and blush deeply in response. “Luffy! Goddammit! Let go of me!” You demanded, your voice now raising and you began to grow irritated from Luffy’s stubborn behavior.

He lets go of you and you finally pull yourself from his arms, causing you to fall onto your bed face first. You lift your head and reach your arms out to your laptop but Luffy grips your hips tightly before pulling you away from the brightening device. “Luffy? Luffy! AH!-“ You yelp out as he yanks your body back to him, pulling you towards him while he gives you a mischievous smirk.

You clawed and gripped at your blankets, trying to pull yourself away from him but failing to do so. “I said you need a break! So m’gonna give ya one!” He said, his fingers now gripping and pulling at your joggers and making them slide off of your hips easily. “No! I need to finish this! Let me finish it! Please Luffy!” You begged, a bit of desperation in your voice as you dig your nails deep into the fabric of the quilt.

Luffy doesn’t answer you and holds your hips tight while stretching his arm around your body to constrict and hold you in place. You groan out and squirmed around in his tightening grasp, a yell leaving your throat as you thrashed around angrily. “Quit actin’ like that, that work ain’ that goddamn important!” He huffs out angrily, grunting a bit as he pulls you closer to his frame.

You fall limp and loose in defeat with an angry pout on your face as Luffy pulled you to him, your body sliding across the bed as you stared down at him with scornful eyes. Luffy sticks his tongue out and unwraps his arm from your body, allowing him to pull your hips up to his face and admire the view of your ass in your panties.

He finally gets both your joggers and panties off of your hips and he quickly shoves his face into your pussy, a moan leaving you as you felt him immediately slurping and lapping at your slit. You mewl out shakily before shuddering against your bed, your back arching at the sudden pleasure while you buried your face within your arms. You gripped the sleeves of your hoodie tightly and hum out sweetly.

“Ahhh~ Hah fuck~” You moan out so angelically as you felt Luffy spread your cunt open even more before he slid his tongue past your entrance. You gasp out sharply as his tongue kisses your g-spot, pleasuring you while you lied there and squirmed a bit against him. He hums out as his hand reaches up and squeezes at one of your cheeks, massaging the doughy flesh of your ass as he indulges in your taste.

“Ahh~ Luffyyy~ Baby please~” You moan out his name, yearning for him to stop pleasuring you so you could get back to working on something you didn’t even want to do. Your brows furl and your body trembles while you gripped at the sleeves of your hoodie tighter, your eyes rolling up as your body grew more needy for him and his touch. As much as you wanted him to stop, your body wanted him to keep going for you.

This is what your body wanted, this is what your body’s been needing after working so hard for so long without and sort of relief to your stress. Your mind slowly began to disassociate itself and grown cloudy, nothing but the thought of Luffy pleasing you had filled your mind.

A slap to your ass causes you to flinch and gasp out before you finally felt his slurping at your pussy stop and cease. You sigh out shakily and begin to sit up but Luffy’s large hand pushes you back down onto your tummy and onto the bed, making you groan out sharply. “Luffy? L-Luffy?…” You turn over onto your side and look up at Luffy, his eyes staring down at you while he began pulling down his shorts and briefs.

“Ya stay right where ya are, m’gonna fuck that stress right outta ya~” He breathes to you, his hand pulling his hardened cock out for you to see. You shuddered in response and watched patiently as his tip began dripping pre out onto your thigh, the warm and lewd fluid making your body heat up with excitement and slight nervousness. A shaky breath leaves you as Luffy flips you back over onto your stomach and presses his body up against your back, setting his weight onto your body and leaving your body to grow hot and sticky beneath him and within his oversized hoodie.

You feel his cock press up against your lower back and you immediately tense up, resting your head into your pillow while you waited nervously and impatiently for his next move. You feel him slide his sticky head against your slit, lubing it up with his pre and leftover saliva before he’d finally shove himself inside of your pussy. You gasp out sharply and mewl out as you felt his cock immediately kiss your cervix, his large hands slide underneath the hoodie and feel against the soft and smooth skin of your tummy before sliding up to chest.

His fingers pinches at your nipples and you whimper out to Luffy in ecstasy, your face beginning to scrunch up in pleasure whilst he began moving his hips against your ass. The bed begins to rock in rhythm with his thrusts into your cunt, his cock sliding in and out of your pussy and massaging your velvety walls whilst he played with your breasts.

He couldn’t help but to smile at the sound of your moans hitting his ears, he missed pleasuring you and helping you feel better…the nostalgic sound of your pretty moans made him even more confident and hellbent to knock that stress right out of you.

“Luffy~ Oh L-Luffy~” You moan out his name so adorably, your voice all cute and desperate for him as your body yearned for him to give you more of that satisfaction and pleasure. His cock smooches your g-spot so easily yet so wonderfully, your pussy squeezing around him uncontrollably as it begged for his cock to continue feeding you that delicious euphoria of pleasure.

If anything, you felt yourself starting to grow feral on his length, needing him to help remove that anger and frustration you’ve been holding inside for so long.

Luffy rolls over off of your body and pulls you onto your side, his hand holding your inner thigh and pulling your leg open while watched his dick go in and out of your pussy so easily like a hot knife melting butter. Your arm held your pillow beneath your head and your hand was hovering up against your mouth, obscuring your sweet moans while they grew so much louder than before. Your eyes were fluttering and your face was giving off a look of ascension to heaven, a heavenly feeling that your body hasn’t felt but been wanting for such a long time.

Luffy enjoyed staring at your slutty face, it made him happy that you were enjoying this little break he decided to give to you. Without him you would probably be still working on that little laptop of yours burning yourself out.

Your moans began to grow into gasps and your toes began to curl as Luffy began to thrust into you a little deeper. He buries his face into your neck while his other hand continued playing with on of your breasts, multitasking on your pretty body while you whined out and squirmed a bit.

Luffy presses smooches to your neck and trail his tongue along your salty skin, making you moan out while shudder against him before you turned your head to face him. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out to him, begging him nonverbally to kiss you whilst he played with your body. He smiles and presses his lips against yours before he spills a groan into your lips, softly sliding his tongue down your throat while drool began to spill past your lips and down your chin.

He kisses you for a good while whilst his hand fondles at your breast, groping the soft mound of flesh while you mewl out into his lips. He pulls his lips away from yours, huffing out while a sticky string of saliva disconnects from both of your lips. You both breathe out heavily and you moan out shakily to him as he thrusts harder into your cunt.

Your pussy was soaking and sticky with slick, it was even more sticky now due to his touching and kissing against your skin. You were already creaming slightly around his length, a ring of your essence circling at the base of his cock. Just looking at how messy you were made Luffy hiss out, fuck if you weren’t beautiful he didn’t know what else was.

“Ya wanted my dick didn’ ya? My baby gal jus’ wanted dick deep in ‘er pussy yeah?~” Luffy asked, his voice in a teasing tone as he stared down at you with a seductive yet mischievous little grin.

“Y-Yeahh~ F-Fuck~”

“C’mon~ Say it like ya mean it~”

“Y-Yeah! Yeah I wanted your dick Luffy!~ I-I wanted you to fuck my pussy s-so badlyyy~ I-I just didn’t wanna say so b-because I-I was working so hard and d-didn’t wanna stop!~” You admitted, your eyes rolling up as your mind began to grow high off the pleasure of Luffy’s cock filling you up. You began drooling a little bit and your moans had grew so light and airy, it was hard to hide the fact that you wanted him to give you more.

Luffy chuckles at your confession and pulls you over onto his hips, lifting your body up and pulling you onto his frame whilst shoving his cock so deep inside of you. You exhale sharply and moaned as your eyes shuts tightly, his cock kissing you deep and now giving you a little tummy bulge in your lower abdomen. His hands grips your hips and begins moving your ass up and down on his cock, watching as your arched your back and sucked his cock deep inside of your hungry pussy.

You bent over and groan out shakily at the sudden change of position, your brows furling and your moans growing loud as you felt tears brewing in your eyes. It was starting to get so hot and sticking within your hoodie, your hands clawing at the sleeves while you bit your lip.

“Ohhhh Luffy~ Please keep fucking me~ Fuck it feels so fucking good~” You whined, your hands reaching up and playing with your own breasts as your hips finally began to move on their own. “Fuck yourself on that dick baby, take m’fuckin’ dick in jus like that~” He groans out, his brows furling as he watched you take his cock in your pussy. You lift your hips up and down, taking his dick deep while moans unconsciously left your lips. You could feel your pussy growing more needy and it was hard to hold in much of that feral feeling at this point.

The mattress began to creak and rock a bit as you arched your back a bit more, your hands digging into the sleeves of his hoodie while you felt one of his hands trailing down to your clitoris. He rubs sloppy circles against your sensitive pearl and he groans out heavily as his cock began twitching within your walls. “Fuck m’close~ M’so close dumplin’~ Ya gonna let me cum and fill ya pussy up? Hmm are ya?~” He moans so needily, his nails now scratching against your hips while he begins to pound up into your pussy.

You mewl out and nodded your head quickly, biting your lip while his nail left good and pretty scars on your hip. “Yes! Yes Luffy please cum in my pussy! I need it s’badly!~” You begged to him with emphasis deep in your voice, wanting to feel that feeling of his hot and sticky seed filling up your womb.

Indecisive with his position, Luffy sits up and pushes your face down into the mattress, your eyes widening as his cock practically nudged hard against your cervix. You gripped the quilt tightly and cried out in pleasure, the sticky and lewd sounds of Luffy fucking your sloppy pussy made you even more hot and aroused than you already were.

“Fuck! Luffy!~ You’re gonna make me cum!~” You groan out shakily, your pussy tightening around his length while he held on tight to your hips to help hold you still. Luffy bends over against your body, his chest touching up against your back while he huffs out into your ear. “Cum then baby~ M’not gonna stop ya~ Cum on my dick~” He growls into your ear, his tone and breath hitting against your ear making you whimper and shudder against his body.

You bury your face into your arms once again and hum shakily before slowly shutting your eyes. Your body focused on the pleasure his cock provided and you could finally feel your lower tummy growing hot and tightening up as if it wanted to finally release. Your hips and back began to grow sore but you gasped out just as your body began to tremble again.

A slightly pained whimper leaves your lips as you slowly lie down onto your side without realizing it, with Luffy lifting up your leg and holding it up in the air while he continues to fuck your pussy. You were struggling to cum for Luffy, you didn’t know whether it was the stress or something else yet you struggled to finally release on his length and be free of that stress.

“L-Luffy- I-I can’t!- I can’t-“ Little hiccups left your throat as you struggled to tell him what was wrong and he quirks a brow whilst a heavy groan left his lips. He moves down and give you another kiss, thrusting deep into your pussy which help with the orgasm with his cock kissing against your g-spot deeply.

You began breathing heavily and you finally began moaning shakily which finally indicated the arrival of your orgasm. Faster breaths left you as your chest rose and sunk faster than usual, your body hyperventilating as it was ready and wanting for the sweet release of stress. You wrap your arms around Luffy’s neck and keep him close, your kiss still sloppy and deep as your orgasm started tipping over the edge “Mmgh!~ Mmh!~” Your back arches unconsciously and you squirms beneath him, your hands gripping his shirt so tightly while you finally felt yourself ready to release.

Luffy’s huffs out against you, his eyes half-lidded as his brows furrowed from the pleasure of your pussy choking his cock. Wrapping your legs tight around his hips, a gasp leaves your lips as you threw your head back and broke the kiss between both you and him. Your eyes roll up once again as your body and mind hits pure and deep ecstasy and euphoria.

“I’m cumming! I-I’m g-gonna fucking- Fuck!~” You didn’t have enough time to finish your sentence as you squirt out into Luffy’s cock, your sticky cum coating his lower abdomen while you released so much out of your pussy. Your moans and gasps were loud as you came, your body squirting so much while Luffy watched in slight awe. His lips presses sticky smooches to your neck, licking against your salty skin and indulging in your taste while you were experiencing a rather hard orgasm.

Luffy hums out and licks his lips, enjoying the view of your slutty body giving out on him and losing its energy. “Fuckkk, ya were so fuckin’ pent up~ All that stress filling up ya pussy…” Luffy cooed, pressing continuous smooches to your skin while you lied there still and breathed heavily.

“Mmmgh~ Luffyyy~” You mewl out his name so sweetly and wrap your arms around him tightly, pulling him in for another kiss while still dealing with your orgasm. Luffy gives you another sloppily kiss and chuckles, staring into your eyes while he admires your cute little fucked out face. “See? I told ya you needed a little break. Ya didn’ wanna listen t’me though~” Luffy giggles, teasing you for your stubbornness before you’d whimper out in response.

“Well…I…I wanna go again.” You say softly, not wanting to admit that you enjoyed the break and wanted to go again. Luffy quirks a brow and listening in close to you. “Hah? Whatcha say baby? I couldn’ hear ya.” He asked playfully, pressing a hand to his ear and moving in closer to you. You pouted and turned away and he chuckles before giving you another kiss.

“We can go again baby~ We can go as long as ya wanna~” He whispers to you, pressing a smooch to your neck which makes you gasp out sweetly. You turn over and reach your arms out to him, your face still pouting to him cutely while you waited for him to fall into your embrace. He smiled and slowly wraps his arms around you before falling into your arms, humming out before he’d press his lips against yours again.

“It’s okay baby, I’m gonna help ya feel better~”

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magpiepills · 1 month

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The Run

Rating: EXPLICIT 18+ MDNI

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Santi García x f reader

Word count: 1.7k

Summary: quick lil threesome with your hot roomies.

Warnings: PIV, oral (f receiving), fucklicking, creampies, FWBs, men kissing, reader can run,

A word from the author: another repost! I wrote this for my little dumplin @legendary-pink-dot a long time ago. I love you, my little honey bunch.

Fresh and dressed, you went to say goodnight, but Frankie beckoned you to join them. It was a movie you’d been wanting to see, and Santi was already rewinding to the beginning. It didn’t take much for them to convince you, so you squeezed between them in the middle seat, the only seat left. You watched in silence for a few minutes, and were already engrossed. It was no wonder you missed the look that passed between the two men.

You barely noticed as they shifted slightly, after all, you were in the middle and they were both big, broad men. You were good friends, and generous with physical affection. Frankie moved first, sinking lower in the cushion and spreading his knees wide. He pulled your leg over his and rubbed your knee. He’s done it plenty of times before. Santiago adjusted his position, turning his body towards yours and draping one arm behind you along the back of the couch, leaning close to point out a small detail about the scene that was on. His voice was low and his lips brushed your ear when he spoke, you felt his eyes on you, searching your face for a sign that you might be on to him. You were comfortably oblivious, wrapped up in the plot and the sensation of Frankie’s big hands smoothing their way just a tiny bit further up your thigh than was strictly necessary.

During a lull in dialogue, Santi leaned in again, this time placing a heavy hand on the thigh closest to him, giving it a squeeze that made you suddenly, acutely aware of your position, how snugly situated you were between Frankie and Santi, how neither of them were watching the movie, how their hands worked in tandem, easing you into a state of relaxed arousal before you even realized it.

Santiago’s words in your ear became his lips on your neck, and Frankie’s hand on your hip, rubbing tender circles into the newly exposed skin there while he eased your leg further into his lap and against his now turgid member. In a matter of moments the movie was forgotten and there were six hands rubbing, groping, squeezing and tugging at fabric until all three of you were naked and you were spread across Santi’s lap, knees hooked over his, while Frankie was on his knees between your legs doing what Frankie does best.

“Tell me how she tastes, Fish,” Pope sounded a bit jealous. Frankie was generous, though and after a few moments, Frankie leaned up to give Santi a taste, pressing his plump lumps to his best friend’s waiting mouth. Santi’s cock grew even harder behind you and he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Please, querida, can I fuck you now?”

“Yes, Santi, please. Need you.”

You were already so close to your climax under Frankie’s expert tongue. He had looped a circuit from your entrance to your clit, through your folds and back again, using the kind of practiced precision that could have had you trembling in minutes flat if he had wanted it.

Frankie licked a broad stripe up your slit before stopping to help guide Santiago’s thick head into your needy pussy, rubbing your clit with his thumb and showering you and his friend with praise as he watched from just inches away.

“Taking his cock so good, sweetheart. That’s it. You’re so wet, look at you dripping for us. Your pussy was made for us, wasn’t it?”

Santi’s hands were on your hips, holding you carefully so he could work his thick length into you slowly. You had one hand tangled in Santiago’s thick curls, and one on his muscular thigh, digging your nails in just enough to leave faint crescent moons, a souvenir for tomorrow.

“Fuck, you look so good.” Frankie resumed his lascivious pattern, with the added effect of the vibration he made as he moaned into your pussy and a wet tongue over the base of his best friend's cock right where he entered you.

Santi squeezed his eyes shut, dropping his head back against the cushions, overwhelmed with the tight squeeze of your cunt and the velvet of Frankie’s tongue. He breathed deeply, trying to relax and not come too soon, a fucking monumental task.

He palmed your tits, with one hand now, and set a steady rhythm with his thrusts, determined to feel you come first.

You were in a state of bliss, all of your nerve endings firing at once, unable to form coherent sentences or even thoughts. You heard yourself moaning their names, but it was more of a reflex than a choice as you barreled toward your climax. Both men noticed how close you were and while Santi drove as deep into you as he could, he rasped encouragement and flattery into your neck.

“That's it, feel your pussy squeezing me so tight, so good for us, come on my cock. Let me feel it, please. I gotta feel you coming for me.” He called to Frankie, “Francisco, she’s close. Finish her. Make her come, Frankie.” He sounded wrecked. He pleaded for your release as if it was his own.

Frankie was achingly hard, having denied his own pleasure to give you and Pope yours. He doubled his efforts, now, sucking your clit between his lips and swirling his tongue around the swollen bud, humming against it, sending the vibration straight through you.

It was a tidal wave. Your orgasm spread out from your core and reverberated through your whole body. Santi wasn’t far behind, spilling into you, with a shout. Frankie watched, mesmerized and wracked with lust. He gave you and Santi a moment to float back down from your orgasms, then joined you on the couch, kissing you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips and mustache. It was so erotic to have them both like this, feeling them, hearing them, seeing them, even smelling them right now was enough to give you a second wind.

You realized suddenly how painfully hard Frankie must be, and you reached to gently stroke his gigantic cock. He really did have a beautiful cock.

“Frankie, let me take care of you.”

You were tender with him, he loved when you took control, letting him shut off the part of his brain that made decisions. While you moved to straddle Frankie, Santi went after towels and water. He returned a few moments later, unable to keep his hands off of either of you. He kneeled next to his friend and murmured to you in Spanish that only Frankie understood, earning him hungry looks.

He kissed your neck, stroked your back, and gently urged you to take Frankie’s cock. “Look how he needs to feel you. Let him feel how tight you are. You can take him. Let him make you feel good.” His voice was a potion. You leaned into Frankie’s wet kiss, feeling and tasting yourself on the soft bristle of his mustache while his wide hands were busy lifting and squeezing your breasts, wordlessly expressing his desperate need for relief.

You lifted your hips enough for Santi to reach between your legs. He squeezed your thigh, kissing your shoulder with reverence and affection before grasping Frankie’s generous cock, giving it two delicate strokes before lining him up at your entrance. It was a group effort to work your cum soaked channel slowly down until he was fully seated inside you. You’d never felt filled so completely.

Santiago was well endowed, but Frankie exceeded him in length and girth just enough to make you feel full in ways you’d never felt before. It was glorious. Frankie’s lips fell open in a silent cry, doing all he could to resist fucking up into you, chasing his release, seeing you above him, feeling you all around him, looking into his best friend’s eyes as he spoke to him sweetly in their shared language, he wanted to move

“Cariño, please. Please, you've got to move. Please.” You didn’t expect him to be begging so soon. You set a slow pace, bouncing just a little on his cock, as if in slow motion. Frankie exhaled hard through his nose and you moved a little faster, slid further up his shaft with every lift. He furrowed his brow in concentration, and you moved faster, moaned louder, called his name

“Frankie! Oh, fuck, Frankie. So big, baby.”

You rolled your hips hard against the coarse hair above his cock, building yourself back up again just so Frankie could tip you over the edge once more. You pushed each other toward your orgasms, focusing on each other’s pleasure. You needed him to come inside you, and nothing made Frankie come like seeing you flushed and panting on his cock. He was close, he pulled you against his chest, holding you tight in his strong arms, groaning into your tits, finding your stiff nipple to suck and roll between his lips, letting one hand slide down your ass to press you down harder. That’s all it took. The wave crashed against you once more, making your hips jerk, setting off a chain reaction that sent Frankie over the edge of his own orgasm.

“Fuck. Ohh fuck…”

He thrust up as far as he could and filled you with his thick white release, commingling it with Santi’s spend, a feeling you never expected to feel, let alone treasure like this.

In the quiet moments following the threesome that you had not expected on a Tuesday night, the three of you settled back into companionable chatter, passing water bottles and snuggling happily on the couch like you hadn’t just acted out a pornographic scene. Showers were taken (and re-taken) and goodnight hugs and kisses given. Santi, Frankie, and you all retired to your own rooms, but before sleep could envelop you, you heard your door creak and felt your mattress dip behind you.

“Scoot over, cariño. I want to sleep with you tonight.”

You gave him one last sleepy kiss. “Goodnight, Frankie.”

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my-soupy-brain · 3 months

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I think I would genuinely cry if ted hugged/cuddled me, cause I’m so touch-starved

Same, friend. The way I need a big old cuddle right now is unreal. Just a cuddle and a back rub and like, a quiet, low-volume movie in a dark room. That's what I want. Anyone else? Yeah. We all do. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: None, all cuddle

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It's the way Ted feels when he's curled up next to you or behind you.

His warm body. You can sometimes feel his heart beating against your ear or your back.

It's the way he smells -- that woodsy body wash and cologne combo that's not too strong but smells like a man. Not a boy at a club - not Axe body spray that makes you gag. No, a man.

His hands are big and warm. His fingers are fairly slender yet thick at the same time. When he drags them down your arm, or down your back, you feel instant release of tension.

You feel his hands travel up over your hip and waist, over your arm and shoulder, across your back, to your neck. He touches you like he'd touch art.

When you curl into Ted, into his chest, you can help nuzzling into the tuft of chest hair that peeks out from the neck of his undershirt. Or, in lieu of that, just burying yourself in that thatch of dark, course hair in general. It smells like the rest of him.

When the room is dark and it's just the TV and the rain pattering against the window, you really feel like you're in your own little world.

"You wanna watch somethin' else, dumplin'," Ted will ask, making sure to flip the channel to something you like. Your opinion matters most to him.

You nod and hum. "Whatever you want," is your usual answer, and he smiles. He always finds some old comedy movie on that delights him.

"Oh, You've Got Mail is on," he says, his hand gripping you closer. "Not as good at Sleepless in Seattle but still good."

You grin and chuckle, the vibration of his husky voice in your ear and against your skin. You love his little takes on things.

"Why do you like Seattle better?" you ask drowsily, his hand still drifting up and down your back while you burrow against his neck and run your fingers down his chest.

"Because it's such a great story for folks who love radio. I mean, a radio host answers a caller, and a little boy wants to find his dad love?" Ted says, sighing with a smile. "Plus, that little guy always reminded me of Henry."

You look at him and smile, kissing his lips. "Hen is a sweet kid, Ted. You raised him so well."

Ted squeezes you a little tighter.

"I appreciate that darlin'. Henry sure likes you, too," Ted says, his voice getting drowsy as the movie hums on.

"I think Hen would've picked you off a radio if he had the chance."

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I am having a not-so-great week and the thought of just snuggling up with Ted for a cozy evening is so...comforting. The way I'd move into those blankets and arms and never allow eviction. Mmm! Thanks for the prompt, friend. Hope this was comforting!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you

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viaoverthemoon · 11 months

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Three Assholes

Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Summary: You were sure this grocery trip would be like any other. But of course, everything goes awry.

Tw: Harassment, fear, slight panic, ugh men, hurt/comfort

Please be careful reading this if you're easily triggered by these things and still want to read.

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Enjoy!

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"Okay, baby please don't let us forget anything on that list..."

Your boyfriend, Leon, scoffs. "How are we gonna forget if I have the list right here- Ah, shit. Where'd it go?"

You sigh and bring a hand to your forehead as Leon feels his pockets before whipping around in a circle. He then spots the paper on the ground and swipes it up, offering an embarrassed smile. "Don't worry, angel. I've got it."

You smile at him, shaking your head as you push the cart forward.

For a while, everything goes normally. He helps you stay on track when you begin to stray to miscellaneous things. And you help him in remembering the things you'd both put on the list.

Until the last item was located all the way across the Supermart, while another was closer by.

Leon plucks the paper from your fingers. "I'll go and get the far one. You get the closer one."

He's already backing away but you're unsure. "Are you sure you can handle it, Lee?"

He eyes you over his shoulder. "I've got the list, don't I?"

And with that, he's gone.

You move on, rolling the cart to the aisle that held what you needed.

You stroll down until the heavy item catches your eye. You pick it up, smiling in triumph, before crouching down to put it at the bottom of the cart.

Suddenly a low whistle catches your attention.

You instantly turn around and are met with three men. They each smirk at you, eyeing you up and down.

A chill rolls down your spine and you circle around the cart to get back to the handle. One of them calls out to you. "Damn, ma. You real fine-"

You immediately cut him off, pulling the cart back. "Sorry, I'm taken."

You turn the cart around, walking in the opposite direction as your heart pounds so loud you hear it in your ears.

You walk into an open area of the store, breathing out a sigh of relief.

A piece of clothing catches your eye and you're pulled in by it.

You admire each sweater for a few minutes, until that same chill runs down your spine again.

You take a peek over your shoulder, sweat blooming on your brow.

They're following you.

You swivel the cart, moving in another direction. And then another. And another.

You peek.

Still. There.

Panic.

Your breathing accelerates.

Still keeping a steady pace, you pull out your phone and dial Leon's number. He picks up instantly. "I told you I could do it on my own-"

"Leon."

He goes silent.

"(Y/N)? What's wrong?" His tone abandoned its playfulness, now slightly panicked and serious.

You try not to show fear, steadying your breathing and whispering into the phone. "Where are you?"

"At the back of the store- What's. Wrong."

You hear the footsteps behind you getting louder and whimper. "They're following me..."

He curses and you hear the sound of rustling through the phone. "Who? Who's following you (Y/N)?"

One of them laughs and you flinch. "I-I don't know! There's- Three. Three guys- Just, get over here, please..."

You turn into an aisle and stop short, one of the men standing in front of your cart. You turn to go back, but the other two are there, blocking your path.

Your hands shake, nearly dropping the phone. "Leon..."

One of them steps forward, the same one that spoke earlier. "Hey, dumplin'. We were being real kind before..." He steps closer and you back up against the cart.

Where the hell is everyone?!

The man smirks at you. "Me and my buddies didn't really appreciate how you cut me off earlier-"

He cuts himself off this time, slightly choking as a large hand holds him by the back of his neck. "Well, it's a good thing neither of us care about what you, or your crew, appreciate."

You breathe a sigh of relief.

Leon tosses the guy back, stepping toward you and placing a hand on the small of your back. "Are you alright?"

You nod, catching your breath and trying to stop the shaking in your hands.

A crowd has begun to form, whispering among themselves with pitying looks on their faces.

The shortest one steps forward, holding out his hands. "Hey man, we don't want any trouble-"

Leon steps forward, towering over him. "Well then step away because if you're not out of my sight in the next 5 seconds, trouble is exactly what you're gonna get, asshole."

Your boyfriend isn't huge, but he definitely isn't small either. He towers over each of the guys by at least a head. His shirt tightens over his muscles, showing off just how much he works on his physique.

His glare nearly burns a hole in their backs as all three of the men scamper away like dogs with their tails between their legs.

The crowd begins to dissipate as quickly as it came, noises of approval and disgust slowly fading away with it.

Leon turns to you, cupping your cheeks and checking over your face and body for any signs of injury. "Fuck, I'm so sorry it took me so long. I should've never left you in the first place- Are you sure you're alright princess-"

You stop his rambling, gently placing your fingers over his lips. You smile gently as you proceed to wrap your arms around his waist.

He freezes for a second, before slowly hugging you back.

"Thank you, Leon."

He shakes his head. "There's no need to thank me." He inhales the smell of your hair. "Jesus I was so worried..."

You pull away, looking to your cart and grimacing. "Next time, we should shorten our list..."

He chuckles, brushing the hair from your face. "I'm just glad you're okay..."

The rest of the trip ends peacefully.

Leon stays by your side every second, glaring at any guy who looks at you for longer than a second.

You're glad you have him.

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If you ever feel unsafe, don't be afraid to reach out for help! Whether that be from a stranger, or calling someone you know on the phone. This is for boys, girls, and everyone in-between!

You're all beautiful people and I'd hate if anything happened to any of you :(

Be careful out there pls! <3

-Via 💕

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Helios - Chapter 3

Billy Butcher x reader

Summary: A fatherless girl finally meets with him after her mother's death. Little does she know that from this point on, her life will fall apart. She'd meet a lot of new, interesting and disgusting people and experience a lot of traumatizing events. Will she be able to choose the right side and take control of her own fate?

Tags/Warnings: 18+, Fem!reader, violence, a tad bit of fluff, sex, oral sex, fingering, big age gap, explicit language, quickie, hickeys, pervert Homelander, semi public sex

A/N: I had a huge writers block and couldn't finish this chapter for 3 weeks but it's finally here!

Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Wordcount: 3990 (around)

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In last chapter:

‘’About that...’’

Hughie’s words made you comprehend why he even came to you. Up to that moment you didn’t even realize you never told him where you lived, you haven’t even talk to each other! Butcher must have sent him to persuade you. That sick motherfucker knew too well how to handle you.

‘’What is it?...’’

You asked giving in. You decided that if you had to help them, you’d do it just for that poor dumplin Hughie, who’s girlfirend got run into and killed by fucking A-Train. And that’s how it started, another adventure with Butcher. God... Why did you always had to get yourself in some shit...

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Chapter 3 - Sunset

And that's how you found yourself there, in an abandoned restaurant, with Hughie, Butcher and some two other guys you've never met. You and Hughie stood in the doorframe watching Billy trying to calm down – what you've managed to catch - Mother's Milk and Frenchie. By their shouts you figured they know eachother for some time already, and you wondered why Butcher didn’t tell you about his other pals. Did they knew about you? Or were they just as clueless as you? Hughie's cough somehow brought their attention to you but just for a brief moment.

„NOT NOW! „

They shouted in your direction and went back to fighting, until Butcher realized why Hughie left earlier. He turned around rapidly after pushing boys away, making Frenchie fall down.

„What the FUCK is SHE doing here?! „

The man walked up to you angrily, his fists clenched ready to punch the shit out of Hughie, but you knew he wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t even try or it would be him who'd get hurt. You looked up confused at the boy. Wasn't it Butcher who sent him to you?

„We need her help okay? He won't talk with us, but she's one of them. Maybe he’ll listen to her! "

Billy huffed and shot you a glare which you returned with just as much anger as him.

„I could've gotten this out of him without her! Good ol' beating and torture. I don't need some fucking ally, or shit! Get her outta' here! "

His words made your heart hurt a tad, but you pushed that feeling aside, clenched your asscheeks and stood up to him as you always would. Ain't no man gonna break your heart nor speak to you like that.

„Oh really? Then I guess you didn't need my help the last time. And the previous one. And the previous one... Want me to keep counting? Tell me, how long are you sitting here and how many times did you try to... Whatever you try to do? "

You turned to Hughie with a murderous look, ready to kill Butcher.

„A few days... "

The boy said quietly, shrinking under your glare and tone of voice.

„And how long did it took you with my help, hm?"

Turning to Butcher with the same face you gave Hughie, made the older man seem like a hurt puppy too. Only you were able to make the allmight William Butcher feel small and scared. He looked down embarrassed and mumbled under his nose.

„Less than few hours... "

„Excuse me? I couldn’t hear you”

„Less than few hours! "

He shouted, stomping his foot like a baby and earning a devilish smirk from you.

„Exactly! So let's do it quickly so I can go home before midnight”

The boys were impressed by your ability to shush Billy, you sure were going to be admired by them. Frenchie motioned for you to follow him, and so you did, walking down the stairs to the basement where the horror happened.

„The fuck... There's nothin in there! "

You hissed annoyed while looking through a window of the ‘cell'. The aluminum foil on the ceiling, metal cage connected to electricity... All that didn't make sense to you. Turning around, you saw the boys' faces were pale, almost white, fear in their eyes as they looked at you. Soon it hit you. Which superhero, close to Homelander, was invisible? Which one, because of their powers, could easily be electrocuted? Translucent. Your face went white, shoulders slumping down, head spinning and on verge of tears. Even though you hated the seven, you hated what they actually did, you hated the company their worked for, they still were the people you kind of grew up with. The people who raised you, shaped you. Besides he had a wife – ex wife, but still – and a son! And you knew them yourself. You leaned against the wall to not loose your balance and fall down. A lump formed in your throat and you were unable to form words for a short while.

„Please... Please don't tell me it's Translucent... "

You choked out. Their faces said everything and they didn’t have to answer. You turned to the wall and took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, then wiped your eyes and straightened yourself before turning back.

„Gimme the key”

Frenchie threw you the key and you quickly unlocked the cell, then shut the door behind yourself. You kneeled down in front of the cage and shot Translucent a soft smile.

„Helios?... What are you doing here? A-are those motherfuckers keeping you hostage too?... "

The man said while appearing to you and you could hear the hurt in his voice.

„Y-yes... Yes they do... "

You lied with a sigh and flopped down.

„Haven’t seen you for a long time... Stillwell said you died of a heart attack, but I knew that was bullshit. Maverick misses you, you know... We all do... "

His words brought warmth to your heart and made tears spill from your eyes. You chuckled softly while wiping them away. You knew it wasn’t a 100% true, but it still was nice to hear it. Aside the fact that he paraded around Vought tower naked most of the time, Translucent was really a nice and smart guy. He was the one to help you with your homework, whenever you needed it, and the one to tell the actually funny dad jokes. You had to admit you missed those nice moments from the tower.

„I promise I'll visit him one day. But now you need to understand... If you won't tell them whatever they need, sooner or later they'll find a way to kill you... "

„They already did... "

„Wha-"

Translucent’s statement made your heart skip a beat and body freeze. You could never think they could be that smart to actually find a way to kill him. What could it even be? Wasn't he indestructible after all?

„They put a bomb up my ass... "

„They... They did what?! Oh my god... I think I'm really gonna have a heart attack... Just- Just tell them what they want okay? "

You shot up and rushed out of the cell furiously. After shutting the door you stomped up to Butcher, grabbed the collar of his shirt and shook him.

„Excuse me?! What the actual fuck?! Why did you put a bomb in him??! "

„Big brain, ain't we? "

He smirked down at you earning a juicy slap across his face, with all the strength you had, almost knocking him down.

„I like you... Rough, but... That was too much Sugar... "

Billy mumbled while scrambling off the floor. The boys chuckled at the miserable state of Butcher in your presence but you quickly shut them up with just one look. It would be an understatement if they said they were scared of you. As much as you wanted to shout your guts out at the men, tell them they are crazy psyhopaths, that their out of their minds and that there are other options to deal with that, you knew you couldn’t. You couldn’t because you'd burst out and reveal the truth about your life. And then, knowing Butcher, they would really keep you hostage and use as a bargaining card.

„Listen Buttercup... You know well how we deal with that. Ya helped me do that after all. So don't say you're surprised. He saw our faces, which means he'd spill out, which means – he has to die. Want me to spell it out for ya, Miss smarty pants? "

You huffed, steam blowing out your ears. But then you remembered something.

„And how are you gonna deal with Homelander? He'll hear the explosion, come here and kill ya”

„We'll sic ya on him "

That grin... That sick grin you both hated and loved appeared on his face. After a few more minutes of the quarrel -when in meanwhile Frenchie and M.M. stated that you act like an old married couple - you heard cars pull up.

„Vought "

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After dealing with Vought and Homelander you heard a loud boom in the basement. Hughie. You literally flew down stairs and the sight made you sick. The cell was opened, Hughie stood in the middle of the blood and guts stained room, his heart thumping like crazy, the detonator in his hand.

„What... What have you done... "

A whisper escaped your lips before you almost puked. You tried to run back upstairs but your had spun so bad you were hitting the walls. Finally out of the building with M.M's help, you gripped onto a trash can and vomited your insides out. The man held your hair up and rubbed your back until Billy came to change him. He felt bad you had to see that, as that was the most gruesome thing you saw while working with him.

“And you're... You're surprised I hate working with you... "

Sighing you looked up at him. Makeup smeared all across your face, cheeks wet from tears that were still slowly falling down. You looked terrible, but for him... For him you looked beautiful. You always did.

„M’sorry... I shouldn’t have... I shouldn’t have ever asked you for any help... “

You shot him a confused look. He never truly apologized to you, never. Shaking your head you fought the urge to embrace him and ignored his sad puppy look.

„Call me when you done cleaning. I'll get rid of the remainings”

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You never thought you’ll find yourself at the Believe Expo ever again. A much as you loved going there when you were young, learning about God and the believes and meeting new people, now you hated the only thought. Walking around dressed all black, sunglasses resting on your nose and a hood on your head, wasn’t easy. It was so hot you were practically melting, but you couldn’t take your disguise off or someone would recognise you. A lot of people actually knew you there, starting from the bodyguards, through priests ending at sellers. Going there was a huge risk nonetheless, but you couldn’t let the boys go alone. They had no idea how to behave at such place – especially Billy... With hands in the pocket of your hoodie, Milk and Billy on your either side with Hughie in front, you strode through the square full of stalls, surrounded by various young and older people. Everytime you passed a stall full of stuff with your father’s face on, an uncomfortable shiver run trough your body and you felt as if someone was watching you.

Soon a young, blonde girl came to your sight. Starlight was her name, if you remembered right. She was so much like younger you and despite being the newest member of the seven you bet she was Homelander’s favourite. Hughie left your group and quickly joined her, then the two walked away.

‘’They look cute together’’

You admitted with a soft smile which dropped the moment you heard Butcher argue with one of the sellers. Rolling your eyes annoyed you motioned to M.M. to pull him away, while you apologize.

‘’It’s okay dear. It’s good thing that you took your dad here. May God have mercy on him’’

The older man said with a warm smile while you just nodded and run away. We’re you really looking like Butcher’s kid in that attire? You hoped not. Just as much as you hoped he didn’t hear the man’s words.

‘’I may not be your dad, but I sure can be your daddy’’

Billy smirked down at you, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling close. He heard everything perfectly and you couldn’t fool him.

„You wish”

You hissed but didn’t pull away to Butcher’s surprise.

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When the time came your father flew to the stage and started his stupid speech. His words made you shiver the whole time, making Billy question your behavior. When the speech came to an end you took of your sunglasses, Homelander's sight immediately falling to you, as if he knew you we're there, your eyes piercing through each other with hatred and sadness. John noticed the dark haired man glued to your side and frowned. Was hooking up with his victim’s husband a way to angry him? A way to remind him of what he did? He had no idea, but was more than keen to find out. And you were more than keen to angry him even more. You already had a plan. While Hughie managed to snuck into a meeting with Ezekiel, thanks to Annie, you sent Milk off to look for something. In meantime you dragged Billy into a staff tent behing Ezekiel’s. The man looked at you confused before you pressed yourself against him, your lips attacking his.

‘’Woah ,woah, woah... What’s gotten into ya Moonie?’’

He asked after pulling away, which doesn’t mean he didn’t kiss back - quite the contrary – he kissed back even more passionately than you did. That’s when you started to have a weird feeling it was a bad idea to begin with, but decided to continue nonetheless.

‘’Well... Thought you could show me what a great daddy you can be’’

Biting your lip your hands traced down his torso slowly unbuttoning his - what everyone except of you would call - ugly hawaiian shirt.

‘’Here? Didn’t thought America’s sweetheart could be a little perv-’’

You cut him off by harshly pulling his chest hair. He winced a little but soon a smirk came back to his face.

‘’Okay, okay... Whateva you wish for princess’’

Leaning down he captured your lips. This time the kiss was more hungry, as if he was starved of you. And he was. After the second kiss his lips met your neck and left a trail of hickeys down to your collar bone. Huge palms gently gripped your asscheeks picking you up and placing down on a table nearby. He got rid of your hoodie with one swift motion and stared at your full breasts afterwards. You bit your lip softly, his only gaze making you wet, and unclasped your bra letting it fall down to the ground.

‘’God dammit Doll...’’

He groaned before attacking your chest with his plump lips. His beard tickled your skin and left red, itchy marks, but you couldn’t care less as you indulged in pleasure.

When Homelander was about to baptised people he could hear rustling and moans coming out of the tent behind the one he was in. He stared into the wall while Ezekiel talked, his brows furrowing deeply when he noticed your immoral actions through the thin material, thanks to his super vision. His heart started to beat faster with every second of watching Butcher staining you with sins, the vain on his forehead about to pop. You knew well he was watching you, that was the whole plan, otherwise you wouldn’t let Billy touch you like that. Not yet at least. When Butcher slipped his hand inside your sweatpants and panties, pressing his thumb to your aching clit you moaned out quietly.

‘’Mmm... Daddy... ‘’

Your words made Homelander’s jaw clench, especially that now your head was turned towards him, innocent blue eyes watching him with your super vision while Billy destroyed you, and even though he wanted to stop it, save his fallen angel from the brute he couldn’t because of the situation he was in. Soon Ezekiel’s words got him out of trance. Your moans made it hard for him to focus though, and he almost drowned Hughie – partly because of that and partly because he wanted to threaten you and the boy.

Billy was really skillful for a person who allegedly didn’t have sex in a long time. His digits slowly dragged through your folds a few times, getting coated in your slick before he pushed one of them inside you easily. He groaned into your ear feeling how wet you were. Gasping into his shoulder, your nails dug into his back.

„B-Billy... W-we don’t have much time... "

You barely mumbled out after the man pushed another finger inside of you and moved them slowly. He whimpered when your hand slid down his torso to grip his growing erection through the fabric of his jeans. You felt empty when his fingers left your hole, a soft wince escaping your lips. Butcher quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants with boxers slightly down, enough to pull out his member and pull them back up in case, while you shimmied out of your own. Grabbing your hand the man brushed it against your folds, gathering your wetness, then put it around his throbbing cock giving it a few pumps.

„You're so big... "

You whispered almost drooling. It felt embarrassing to think of his girth in the past, but it looked just as you imagined it to. Butcher lined himself against you then slowly pushed inside, earning a little bit too loud moan from you.

„Hey, hey. I know it feels good but we can't get caught can we? "

Billy grinned and you rolled your eyes, before locking them with his when he started to move. At first it was slow and deep, hitting all the juicy spots, but after a few seconds it got fast, hectic, starved, and you didn’t mind. It felt so good that for a moment you forgot about the real purpose of your actions. You burried his face between your breasts. He kissed and sucked them leaving your nipples sore while you once again looked in the direction where your father earlier was. He was gone now though and you let a dissatisfied groaned leave your lips. Billy stopped hearing your groan and looked up at you from between your boobs.

„Everythin okay? Did I do something wrong? "

The look on his face wasn’t confused, rather worried that he might have hurt you, which he wouldn’t like to do at all cost. It was the first time you saw him so worried about you and it felt funny considering what the two of you were doing. Your heart felt warm in that moment and you laughed softly, a reassuring smile on your face as you stroked his hair.

„No, no. Everything’s alright, don't worry”

„You sure? "

Nodding you gave him permission to continue and so he did. You had to admit the sex felt really good and you kind of wished to repeat it one day but in more comfortable surroundings. It took you only a few minutes to cum thanks to Billy's ministrations on your sensitive bud, but you felt it would take the man longer to get off. For a man his age he could last quite long. You pulled away from him, his member still standing firmly after leaving your pussy, then dropped down to your knees. The moment you licked it you felt Butcher's hand in your hair, fingers intertwining with the strands and the palm softly pushing you further after you took him in your mouth. But it wasn’t the only thing you felt. The other one was your father, once again observing the two of you and your actions. The corners of your mouth lifted when you noticed him now watching you from behind the scene, that familiar look of rage once again painted on his face brought happiness to you. Billy's quiet groans and whimpers filled the tent signaling both his pleasure and the fact that he was close. You didn’t want to waste any more time and started to bob your head rapidly every time trying to take more and more of him, which was hard because of your gag reflex. Soon his cock twitched and palm pressed your head all the way down, keeping it there for a few seconds while he spilled his hot seed inside, before pulling away to let you breathe. Smiling down at you the man breathed heavily, then picked you up and placed once again on the table. He gathered himself, then after wiping your face and womanhood with a tissue he found in your pants, he pulled them back on. Excpet, he forgot your panties.

„Billy..."

You frowned and crosses your arms over your already fully clothed chest.

„What? Can't I have a little souvenir? "

Butcher grinned at you, his hands stuffing your black panties in the back pocket of his jeans. You just rolled your eyes with a small smile you couldn’t help.

„Go find Milk, I still need to do something "

You ordered which he quickly obeyed and left after one last remark of how hot the whole situation was. Shortly after he left, someone walked in. Walking around you they stopped in front, a deep frown on their face while a bright, foolish grin graced yours.

‘’Well, well, well... Who do we have here’’

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love bites + love handles

BLEACH; various characters x chubby!reader headcanons

ft. gin ichimaru, Izuru kira, shuhei hisagi, adult!toshiro hitsugaya

tw: 18+ not sfw. all charas are aged up. afab reader. mentions of internalized fatphobia, insecurity, in terms of gin specifically, unhealthy relationship dynamics? (sorry y/n ur man is toxic.) in izuru’s section- mommy kink,, uh lactation, death/dying kink?? idk what i have done lol.

gin ichimaru—;

He likes pet names that point out your chub and veer dangerously close to derogatory i.e. my lil’ swine, my plump dumplin.’ He means these affectionately—or at least as affectionate as he can get—but that doesn’t translate well with his permanent smile, his mocking tone. Even if they weren’t related to your size, surely his delivery would make you wonder if it was something more sinister than teasing. If you ever tell him so, he’s quick to rectify.

“Aw, don’t get yer panties in a knot~” he says, curling his arms around you, squeezing your middle. Another thing he loves doing. Drawing attention to your gut, even if it does make you flustered. “I’m only teasin’ ya.”

Canonically, he loves Rangiku, and while his eyes are almost always closed, he’s certainly not blind to her assets. He likes someone who can fill his arms generously, who he can sink his fangs into better—it gives him the impression that he owns you more fully.

If you’re ever down about your appearance—whether it be as a result of society’s unrealistic beauty standards, a piece of clothing that just won’t sit right on your figure, whatever—he’s awful at comfort. His nature is to antagonize rather than to soothe. But if you were having an especially bad day, and were ever to ask him if he likes your body, he’ll offer you a rare, genuine frown. “‘Course I like it. Why’d ya’ think I don’t?” If you were to persist, or even go down a spiral of why he shouldn’t, he’ll stop you, his icy gaze cutting through your words. “Not another peep outta ya.’” Before he distracts you. In Gin’s view, you can’t be lingering on certain topics once he’s teasing you again, right? But his teasing will have a little less bite this time, and lead its way to compliments that come across as more genuine than not.

Something Gin might do that confuses you is procuring skimpy clothes or lingerie for you, and leaving them out for you to wear. They’re often a size or two too small for you, and when you try them on, it’s nothing short of scandalous the way it squeezes into your flesh. It makes you wonder if he’s doing it intentionally, and don’t worry—he is. He’s a dick. His reasoning though, is that he’s quite enamored by the way straps look digging into your shoulders, or garters digging into your thighs, the way you spill out generously from a too-tight corset. He’s all simpering about it too, for instance, watching you parade around Hueco Mundo or Seireitei with a low-cut outfit that leaves your curves to no one’s imagination. In his defense, he can play the role of the “concerned,” “protective" lover in public if you get flustered, dragging you back home by the waist as he tells you, “Ya’ silly thing, why’d ya’ even go out wearing tha’ kinda stuff? Ya’ know what a sight ya’ are?” Hmm, I wonder why. At some point, you can’t trust his choices, and you have to hide your clothes from his alterations.

During sex, he likes having you on top so he can see your softer parts jiggle. He also enjoys seeing his fingerprints left on your skin, and is quite enamored with the marks tight clothing leaves on you. He may or may not pinch your fat rolls. He’s awful. You should break up with him, Y/N. If only the crazy dick wasn’t also good.

izuru kira— ;

Izuru thinks the world is a harsh and unforgiving place. The exact opposite of you and your body, and thus you become a sanctuary of sorts for him. He’s reverent—your entire body is as soft as a pillow, and he’s in desperate need of coddling from the world. What’s not to love?

Izuru especially likes running his hand along the dips and curves of your body when you’re bared before him, likening it to nature, the divine, his muse. And with him sweetly murmuring how you must have been spun from the gods’ silken hands themselves, how can you feel anything but beautiful?

Insecurities are undoubtedly a part of anyone with a body’s experience though, and if you’re ever particularly down about your appearance, Izuru is aghast. He assumes he’s at fault for making his muse think they’re unappreciated. He’ll show you some of his more, ahem, embarrassing haikus about you. If you want, he’ll even give you a mini performance, replete with his flushed cheeks, his gaze nervously darting to yours to gauge your reaction. Writing poems about you in secret is one thing, but having to perform them in front of you? If he didn’t love you so much, he thinks he could die of the embarrassment.

He accepts that there are things you’ll always dislike about yourself. If he were to list his own shortcomings, it would run miles. Izuru always lives in some kind of self-hating despair, but you—you’re his light. He hopes that by showing you how much he adores your body, you'll also come around to it.

If you’re ever pregnant and/or lactating, Izuru would love to suck on your breasts. Mommy kink confirmed. Even if the topic of trying for a baby baby has just been breached, you’ll sometimes catch him staring longingly at your breasts, before catching your eye and coughing, acting like he’s not. He’s mortified to admit just how... arousing he finds the thought of potential changes to your body.

Speaking of kinks, dying and other morbid things is something Izuru muses about often, but when it comes to you, something about these thoughts turns almost naughty. He’s embarrassed to admit it, but he thinks about being suffocated by your chest, or to suffocate with his face buried in your folds, your thighs caging his head. Sometimes these thoughts get him hard—dying is inevitable, and is a constant presence in a Shinigami’s life, but the thought of dying while wrapped up in your loved one? It’s somehow hot. Izuru is a bit too shy to mention these thoughts to you...

shuhei hisagi— ;

If you’re chubby, Shuhei finds the experience of going down on you even hotter. He’ll get nosebleeds at the thought of your thighs squeezing his head, his nose pressed into your slick folds until he can barely breathe, his hands coming up to grip your thighs as he groans at the give of them. Certified sub status.

Speaking of thighs, he loves to fuck them. Something about the thought is just hot—him squeezing your thighs together, his voice husky as he tells you to keep them clenched tight for him... good, just like that. Especially so if the head of his dick peeks through between them. He can literally cum from just that, his breath hitching at the sight of his seed streaked across them. It just makes him want to lick them even more.

Shuhei also kinda—don’t let him know you’re onto him—but when he’s really stressed from Seireitei Weekly deadlines, from his lieutenant duties, from seeming to run everything on his own? If you two are sitting on the couch together, he’ll just bury his face in your chest. It becomes a habit, and once he’s gotten over his hesitation, he’ll ask you for the boob pillow. Sometimes, when he’s so tense from everything, he’ll complain this way only, into your chest where it’s muffled and he doesn’t feel quite as much of a whiner and all he can think about is how soft you feel around him. You rubbing your hand through his head and listening to him complain is a nice touch.

He really likes hitting it from the back, where he can watch your plush ass bounce when his hips meet it. Also you on top, so he can see ever part of you.

His favorite part about you is how soft you are. Your tits pressing against his chest when he hugs you, the way he can dig into the softest parts of your thighs.

He would love it if you ever asked him to pick your outfits for the day, or week. He may not look it, but sometimes he sees a cool jacket or top that he thinks would love great on you, but he doesn’t wanna come across as weird and tell you how to dress. But he’d jump at the opportunity. Surprisingly his eye for fashion is pretty good, and he loves to get you punk outfits that compliment his.

toshiro hitsugaya— ;

He is traumatized from Rangiku’s boob smush. That being said, he does his best to ignore said assets from anyone, even if they are noticeable.

To be honest, it doesn’t really register to Toshiro that you being fat is something you should worry or be insecure about. If you mention it, he’ll blink and be like, “Yes. Your point being?” Truly, he thinks that appearances shouldn’t matter. He’s quite defensive about it, considering how people used to judge for looking too young for a captain.

If you ever mention being insecure, he’s conflicted. He wants to tell you that you’re perfect to him and you have nothing to worry about. But at the same time, he can’t quite bring himself to admit that. Toshiro’s tendency for bluntness and raw honesty is quite clumsy when it comes to declarations of affection. So he settles for showing you instead--with a fierce kiss, his arm tugging you forward

“Don’t be stupid,” he says sternly. “You’re per--fine just the way you are.”

He does try to show you how much you mean to him. Perhaps by upping the physical affection, which is a huge deal for Mr. Frigid and Icy. He’ll initiate hugs from behind, even in public.

If you continue to be insecure, he suggests--and he means this with no ill intention--some guides and strategies for self-love and shit. He finds it cheesy but he really wants to help you, while also not wanting to coddle you? He’s definitely had to look up research guides to relationships before, so he figures that’s a place to start.

As an adult, he’s pretty lean, so he also appreciates the size difference. Toshiro doesn’t treat you differently, hauling you onto his lap in those rare moments when he’s tired from paperwork and wants a pick-me-up, and has stopped giving a damn about decorum. But just picture grumpy Toshiro, nuzzling into your chest, asking for “Five more minutes,” because the feel of being wrapped around is much better than his hand cramping from all the papers he’s had to sign off of.

Ah. I’m loving the idea of Toshiro with a fuller boo and doing cute domestic shit. You feeding him curry you made while he hugs you from behind and complains that it’s too spicy (it’s not; he just has a piss-poor tolerance for spice). Napping with Toshiro on the couch on his day off and he cracks an eye open, a small smile curling his lips at the sight of you as he wraps an arm around you. Toshiro glowering at you when he’s in the rare mood for affection and you keep darting out of his grasp, until he pins you against the counter and steals a kiss from you while grumbling, “Finally.”

Rangiku thinks you’re the cutest couple, and definitely does her best to catch you two in the act of doing, what she deems, “cute couple activities.” More than once she’s walked in on you sitting in Toshiro’s lap, not even doing anything spicy, but just playing with his hair. It’s cute. She has totally taken blackmail pics. In her defense, her taicho never looks that soft with just anyone.

Body worship is big in the bedroom. Toshiro’s cold lips trailing your skin, his gaze heated. He may not be the best with words of affirmation, but he’s content to show you like this how much you mean to him.

#bleach x reader #hisagi x reader #toshiro x reader #izuru x reader #gin x reader #bleach headcanons #bleach smut #not sfw #bleach thots #tati writes #repost from my old blog

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fouralignments · 1 year

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No. 22, 35, 53, & 55

Sorry if that's too many at a time. I just love seeing what direction people’s minds go when they write and how often they step out of their comfort zone.

Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

I will never ever EVER write in second person aka self-insert, character x reader. For me it breaks my immersion in a text. Its a pov that really hard to get right. First person also very hard to get right, I only read first person when its a professional author like The Great Gatsby; The Handmaid’s Tale, The Kite Runner or Dumplin by' Julie Murphy.

Magical healing Cock: as an asexual practically offensive and dangerous; its a step along the path and "justification" for corrective rape against the community. Its very preastive in the public consincsuness. I know it may seem that I did this trope in Morning Light, Charles did a lot of things to help heal both Erik and Pietro; Yes Charles is sexual with Erik, but its not the only thing and isn't a cure all.

Zombies: I do not like the sub-genre, I cannot understand FUCKING WHY The Walking Dead of all things become such a cultural phenomenon; just speaking about The Walking Dead plus Game of Thrones shifted the TV landscape into a darker almost grimdark direction. Personally I don't like grimdark, hopeless shows. I don't mind darkness, not every fucking show needs to be.

What is one essential thing to remember when writing a villain?

There are many acceptations to the rules and depending on what type of villain ranging anywhere from your Disney villains, evil empires, magnificent bastards, and rivals. But anyway, I keep in mind what the villain's motives and worldviews are. I'm not saying you have to agree with the baddie, but don't strawman.

This is something that I learned from Trek, particularly bad Trek message episodes *COUGH* TNG's The Neutral Zone *COUGH* ST: Insurrection. Sorry...must have got a frog in my throat.

The motives and worldview shapes their actions/goals and the audience should understand Why they are doing something and should be able to follow their train of thought when they decide to something different.

How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily a fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both?

My creativity comes and goes and spikes; its effected by mood and weather; so it make my writing uneven. Like I actually have to feel up to writing. Sometimes I have long dry spells.

But would say I'm more like 70/30; I read a shit ton and write every so often. It doesn't mean I'm not thinking about writing, but sometimes I have to go like this:

Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

I really enjoy writing for young adult! Erik and kid! Pietro, they have such a lovely dynamic. I do have to admit that I'm still not used to writing teenage/young adult Peter, I don't feel like I capture enough of the pop culture and Pink Floyd references; I do feel like I write him out of character sometimes.

However, with my novel writing of My Son Comes Back To Me, I was genuinely shocked of how Sabah Nur was received as a villain, some of my readers don't consider to be a villain. I do enjoy writing his character as I have ton of freedom with it and its very interesting writing an immortal character; his cultural references are different; how he views the world; an older sense of honor; I took refence from B5's Lorien; Leto from Dune. He's a very different character to write to convey just how old he is like I actively look and search archaic words that have fallen out of the lexicon, even try to find older writing because their sentence structure and the cadence Sabah Nur speaks with. Sorry if I can't stop talking about him.

#ask four alignments

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gwenstacy-ghostspider · 2 years

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🥺Tinkerbell Sorrow🥺

Summary: Your Father Norman Osborn tries to save you from heartbreak, you run to Harry for comfort then get left in the hallway with Peter.

Pairings:

Father!Norman x Teenage!Reader

Brother!Harry x Sibling!Reader

Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x Reader

You and your father Norman Osborn have been working all day when you'd been zoning out all day. Norman knew the reason why and it broke his heart. "Honey, have you ever read Peter pan?" You look around confused for a moment then at your father as you realized what he asked you.

"Yeah who hasn't?" Your smart mouth made him smile and feel a bit better for what he was about to say. "Cause to me Parker is Peter, Gwen is Wendy, and you are Tinkerbell, for obvious reasons." You stand dumb founded and looked at your father. "W--what?" Norman keep going. "The rest of us are lost boys-"

You cut him off before he could keep going, as you stared at him with glassy eyes. "What's your point?" Norman took a deep breath. "Tinkerbell's always in love with Peter it's hard for her because she could never be with him." You hold your breathe for a moment as the tears fall down your face.

The only sounds that left your mouth were soft sobs and you quickly made your way to the door. What does he think I don't know that? That I'm not what Peter wants in a partner? You barge out the room and headed up the stairs to Harry's room. "Harry!"

You yelled out for you other brother as you rushed up the stairs with thought running though your head. I was never his type! He was only close to me because of my brother, he never really liked me... Peter would never pick me over Gwen, not when's she's everything he ever wanted.

Your thoughts keep degrading yourself and you get to Harry's room and slam open the door a sobbing mess. "Harr-" You shut up seeing the one person you didn't want to see right now in the room with Harry. Worried sick as you look at Peter, Harry stands in front of you. "Dumplin' what happened?"

Harry ask as he cups your face in his hands whipping your tears. You cried harder if possible as Peter also aproched you. "Hey, hey what's the matter?" You berried your face in Harry's chest and continued to cry. "Hey man, maybe you should just step out the room so I can talk to them." Peter nodded and walked passed you and Harry out Harry's room closing the door behind him. Harry takes you and sits you on his bed with him.

"Tell me what happened." You sniffle and look at him nodding slowly. "F-father told me that I was Tinkerbell." Harry looked at you confused for a moment. "How is that bad?" You looked at the floor. "Let me finish. I'm Tinkerbell. Gwen is Wendy and Peter..is Peter." Harry put the puzzle pieces together and frowned before hugging you.

"It's okay, it's okay. If he doesn't see how amazing you are, one day someone else will and they with love and cherish you until the end of time." You smile and feel a bit better because of Harry's words. "Thanks Harry." You get up and head to the door. "Anything" He smiled and you walked out the door running into Peter in the hallway. "Hey, you okay?" He looked at you with worry like he knew what was discussed in the room, but theirs no way that's the case right?

You nodded looking at Peter. "I'm fin-" Peter pulled you into a hug. "Can I tell you something?" You blushed and we're a bit confused. "Y-yeah, go ahead Pete." Peter looked at you and sighed.

"I love you"

you looked at him in shock as he pulled you into a kiss you stop you from over thinking. His lips were soft, his eyes were half-open with desire while yours were wide in surprise, his cheeks flushed and ears turning red, is hand were cold and rough as one touched the back of your neck and the other around your waist.

Closing your eyes as you got used to the feeling of his warm lips on your own. Your bodies firmly pressed onto one another because of his arm wrapped around your waist as kissed you over and over barely any time to breathe. Feeling not just your own heartbeat increase but his as well, he was leaving you breathless.

He eventually pulled away talking to you barely above a whisper. "By they way, your an amazing kisser but...I truly do love you." You were still in shock, you couldn't believe this just happened but that didn't stop you from being happy and at the same time confused. "Y-you love me? But what about Gwen?"

Peter smiled at you and chuckled. "I was asked her for advice like how to ask you out and things like that." You blushed a bit embarrassed for thinking he liked her. "Oh"

Peter rubbed his thumb on your cheek. "Yeah, so darling what do you say about being my partner?" You smiled and held his hand on your cheek. "I say absolutely" You saw Peter smiled wider if possible and he picked you up off the ground spinning you around happily before lowering you back down and put his forehead against yours, as you looked at one another both with a similar dorky smile.

#the amazing spiderman #andrew garfield peter parker #ghost spider #gwen stacy #andrew garfield #the amazing spiderman 2 #petergwen #positive mental attitude #spiderman fanfiction #tasm

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taylorsage22 · 3 years

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Hormonal Period.(Bo Larson x reader)

Prompt stuff-Your Bo’s girlfriend.

DRABBLE

A/n- Just a little drabble because im feeling lots of things for Bo larson right now.

“Bo, I think Y/n’s outside waiting on you.” One of the waitresses tells Bo. He imediently smiles when he hears your name. He thanks the waitress and heads out for the day.

He sees you sitting out in his truck waiting patiently like you always do. “Hey, Sugar.” he says as he gets into his truck. He leans over and kisses you on the cheek. “Hey,Bo How was work?”

“Good, Been thinkin’ bout’ you all day. You can’t help but smile and lean into him. As he puts the truck in drive he asks you “Wanna stay over tonight, I’ll make you some dinner.” he just slightly glances at you when he asks and when he does he sees you with silent tears running down your face. He puts the car back into park.

You realize that he’s looking at you so you hide your face in his arm. “Don’t hide your tears from me, Y/n, tell me what's wrong. He says gently pulling your face from hiding.

“Your just so sweet and I love you so much.” “Now, I love you too but why are you crying Sugar? Bo ask because well your kinda confusing him. “I’m such an emotional mess.” You say before the tears start flowing again.

And thats when Bo relizes whats wrong. Your on your period and your hormones are acting up. “Baby, how about you and me go home order some pizza and cuddle.” He says wiping a tear off of your cheek.

You smile, nod and cuddle back into his side. “I love you, Bo.” you whisper and then look up at him. He looks down at you and smiles, “I love you too, Y/n’’

#bo larson #dumplin #luke benward #bo larson x reader

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stanathanxoox · 2 months

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What Was That?

Silently gushing to the other over babies they see in public. - Bo Larson x reader

You were at the counter in the middle of the diner, having been in conversation with your boyfriend of two years Bo Larson, you turn on the seat as you stare out at the window, as you see one of the girls from school. You had last seen about 4 or 5 months ago. She was holding in her arms a newborn baby, and it all of a sudden clicked in your mind why she had left.

“Babe, Ah was just wonderin’ if ya wanted fries with ya-” he pauses as he watches you looking at the young mum and her baby, the sweet look on your face, and he can’t help but smile a little. He knew how much you dotted on younger children, had seen how good you were with the younger girls in the pageant, and how you cared for the children you looked after at after school care. He knew one day you would make an amazing mum and he couldn’t wait to be the one to experience all of that with you.

“Babe, is there something ya want ta tell me?” he whispers in your ear and you jump. You hadn’t realised that he had gotten so close, how long had you been staring. You shake yourself and give your boyfriend your full attention

“Sorry bub, what were you saying?” you query.

“Was just wondering if ya wanted fries with your burger?” he asks and you nod your head, a deep blush on your cheeks at having been caught.

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anemptypuddingcup · 6 months

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Blood is blood. No matter where it’s from.

Vampire Luffy & Law x Female Reader.

Comfort smut short.

‼️Blood warning. Reader’s on her cycle and needs pain relief.

Contains: Y’all this is a little icky yet still comforting. Vampire!Luffy & Law. Reader on her cycle. I think y’all know where this is goin. Heavy pussy eating. Law & Luffy fighting over pussy. Damn babies. Yo I’m not kidding when I say it’s icky, my brain on some crack or some shit- I recommend we don’t talk abt what Law does in the middle of the fic-😭 (Ima put a marker by the part to alert you.)

Raindrops hit the glass of the window as you lie there in the soft yet large and warm bed. You forgot how long it’s been since you’ve gotten out of bed, though you were a little bothered by the cold temperature within your room.

You tried to relax yourself in your bed but a painful little groan leaving your lips as you lie there in pain. Your cramps just refused to cease and you could barely move, the pain kept you frozen in your soft and comfy bed.

“Luffy…Traffy!”

You yell out for their names weakly and immediately hear their footsteps heading towards your door. Luffy pushes the door open and rushes in, his breaths a bit heavy as he stared at you in your bed. “Dumplin’! Sum happened!?” Luffy yells, his body in full alert mode. Law slowly enters beside Luffy, a sigh leaving him as he disregards Luffy’s ignorance.

“M-My tummy…” You whimper, holding your lower tummy as you let out a sharp whine. “Ah? Tummy ache?” Luffy asked, tiling his head. Law clears his throat before walking over to Luffy’s side. “She may be…experiencing some issues Mugiwara-Ya.” Law says, looking down at Luffy. “Like what? Ion know what else ta think other than a tummy ache.”

Law presses a palm to his face and sighs out before looking to you. “Her menstruation cycles on. Something all women go through.” Law tells Luffy, point a finger to him before poking his cheek.

“Her wha now? Mentos?”

“Her period. Is on. Mugiwara-Ya.” Law says firmly to Luffy, though Luffy still didn’t understand what Law was explaining. “Never mind. Though she seems to be in pain from her cramps.” Law points out, standing up straight and away from Luffy.

“Well, what can we do ta help? Don’ we have meds or sum Torao?” Luffy asked, turning over to Law. Law presses his fingers to his chin and sighs out in thought. “We do have painkillers, but I have a different solution. I’d rather try it first than give her painkillers.” Law says, his golden eyes peeking at your worried ones. You slowly sit up, a groan leaving your lips as you propped yourself up against your fluffy pillow.

Law trails over to you, his heels clacking against the stone floor before he stood there above your weakened little frame. “Follow my lead, Mugiwara-Ya.” Law says quietly, climbing onto the soft bedding. Luffy tilts his head and quirks a brow to Law, watching as he rested on your bed. Luffy follows Law’s lead, laying himself onto your bed as well and blinking blankly to you. The bed sinks beneath their weight as they laid flat on their tummies. Law reaches his hand to you and slowly peels back your blankets. You tug them back, pulling them up to your face.

“I-It’s cold…Traffy.” You whisper to him softly, not wanting to pull the blankets off. Law sighs and yanks the blankets back before lying his head against your thigh. His cold tatted hand presses up against your lower abdomen, a heavy hiss leaving your lips as you jolted harshly from the drop in temperature against your skin. Law rubs your lower tummy, his fingers fiddling with the hem of your panties while he massages your lower tummy with his palm. He was trying his best to help you relax before he went any further.

“Torao, don’ tell me we’re jus’ gonna comfort ‘er. Ion have an issue w’that though~” Luffy snickered, resting his head against your thigh while he looks up into your pretty eyes. You sigh out and rest against your pillows, mewling in pain yet slight satisfaction as Law massaged your tummy. “Is this helping?” He asked, quirking a smile to you. You shake your head and whimper out, yearning to turn over onto your side and curl up from the pain.

You try to turn over but Luffy groans out while Law presses a hand to your other thigh. “Ah ah, don’t turn over. I know it hurts but just wait a moment okay?” Law says to you, holding on to your thigh and squeezing it. You whine out in irritation and struggle against them both, not wanting to be bothered much more. Luffy looks at Law and blinks. “Torao, maybe we should get ‘er some meds now.” Luffy says, a bit worried by your pained whining.

“We are about the give her some treatment if she’d sit still.” Law groans out, his brow furrowing in slight irritation. Luffy groans softly as he sits up from your thigh, a soft groan leaving him as he got up onto his knees. Luffy cups your face and stares into your eyes, your whining still there though transparent and more quiet. “Cmon dumplin’, jus’ relax kay? Torao’s gonna help ya feel better~” Luffy says, giving you a soft little smile.

You huff out and look down at Law while Luffy does the same. “You’re helping me too idiot, get down here.” Law sighs out, pressing his palm to his face. Luffy snickers and gets back down with Law, looking up at you. His eyes stares at you cute tummy poking out from you sitting bent. Law traces his fingers along the hem of your panties before slowly sliding them off, a sticky trail of blood disconnecting from your cunt while you shiver in discomfort. Law and Luffy shudder at the scent of your blood and move in closer, huffing out in slight ecstasy from the scent.

‼️ Law slides his thin tongue along the pad of your panties, humming out in ecstasy as he tastes your sweet and rich blood against his tastebuds. He hums out and shudders from your delectable taste, trailing his tongue along his lips. The sticky mixture coats his tongue and throat and he exhaled shakily from the texture and consistency. “It’s even richer down here, and the consistency is just so fucking wonderful~” Law mewls, slurping up the rest of your remaining blood off of the pad before setting your panties aside.

You stare down at him with slight disgust but shrug it off, your mind too stuck on the pain to worry about Law’s little action. “Oi Toraoooo, I wanna tasteeee.” Luffy groans out childishly, his long fingernails scratching gentle along your soft skin. Law and Luffy looks back up at you before smiling all slyly at you.

You blink before looking away from them.

“May we? It may help with your cramps.” Law asked, looking up at you as he begins to press soft yet sticky and bloody smooches against your thigh. You groan out upsettingly and nodded, not caring what they’d do as long as the cramps had ceased and disappeared for the time being. “Y-Yes, anything please…I don’t want to keep hurting…” You whined out, pressing your hand against your head. Luffy and Law look at each other and grab your hips with Luffy moving in first.

“Want the first taste, Mugiwara-Ya?” Law asked, giving him a little smirk. Luffy shakes his head quickly, eager to get a taste at your blood. Law gestures him to your bare and sticky pussy and Luffy moves in closer to you.

He presses a soft smooch to your clit before sliding his long tongue along your sticky and bloody slit, moaning out softly from your taste. Luffy practically buries his face between his your legs, slithering his tongue past your entrance and slurping up your blood through your pussy. You mewl out softly as you felt Luffy’s tongue wriggle inside of your cunt, his tongue practically prodding at your g-spot and making you gasp out and arch your back.

“Mmgh~ L-Luffy~” You gasp out, pressing your hand softly to his head while he slurps at your pussy. Law moves in closer and tends to your clit, his mouth latched against your labia before he begins curling his tongue around your clit. You gasp out at the attention you pussy was receiving, your toes twitching and curling from the pleasure of both of their tongues tending to you.

“Oh f-fuck~ T-That feels so much better~ P-Please keep going~” You moan out softly, pressing both of your hands to their heads. They look up at you with their slit eyes and smile before focusing back to your pussy. Law gasps out and pulls back from your clit, looking to Luffy who was still moaning and slurping up the blood deep inside of your entrance.

“Oi Mugiwara-Ya, don’t hog it all to yourself.” Law huffs, gripping Luffy’s hair and pulling his head back and away from your pussy. You gasp out suddenly as Luffy’s tongue slid out of your pussy easily, a groan leaving past his lips as his brows furrowing with irritation. “I wan’ s’more Torao!” Luffy frowned, glaring at Law. Law grits his teeth, his fangs showing as he moves Luffy out of the way before moving his own face close to your entrance.

Luffy pushes Law, squishing his face against his as he moves back in closer to your entrance. You watched as they bickered and let out a worrisome whimper, pressing your hands to their heads again. Both of the bickering men slide their tongues past your entrance making you gasp suddenly before letting out a loud little moan. You arch your back as you feel both of their tongues wriggling and run along your sweet spot, biting your bottom lip form the pleasure.

Law presses his thumb up against your clit and rubs little circles against it, making you release your voice from the sweet attention. “O-Oh~ S-So good!~ Too much!~” You whine out, your brows furling from the pleasure while biting your bottom lip tightly. Luffy and Law mewl out, their hands clawing at your hips and coating your skin in scratches. You whine out and squirm a bit beneath their lips, your tummy growing hotter as you felt your orgasm building up deep inside.

“F-Fuck! I-I’m gonna cum!~” You moan out loudly, your hands now gripping their strands a bit tight while you huff out heavily. Luffy moves away from your entrance once again, moving Law’s thumb to tend to your clit with his tongue. He suckling and smooches at your clit, groaning out sweetly as he tries his best to pull your orgasm with his tongue and lips. “Cmon dumplin’, don’ hold it back from us~” Luffy whines, suckling on your clit a bit harder and sliding his tongue against it.

Law continues to lap his tongue against your g-spot, his hand pulling your hip closer into both Luffy’s lips and his. “I-I’m gonna!- M’Gonna!” You gasp out loudly and shudder against them, creaming around Law’s tongue while Luffy slides his tongue along your entrance to get a little taste of your entrance. Law pulls his face away and chuckles both his chin and Luffy’s sticky and covered in your blood and essence. “S’good aren’t you? Did that help your cramps precious?” Law asks tilting his head.

You nodded and lie back, a yawn leaving your lips as you grew…rather tired yet extremely relieved and satisfied. Law pulls back and pulls on Luffy’s collar, pulling him away from you. Luffy looks down and picks up your panties before sliding them back onto you, the pad cold and making you shudder as it met with your warm slit. “Rest well and please, don’t hesitate to ask for our help again, ________-Ya~” Law says, smiling as he got off of your bed.

You hum out before relaxing against your pillows, another yawn leaving you before you slowly shut your eyes. Luffy lord there beside you, wanting to relax and rest with you while you slept. “Are you staying in here with her, Mugiwara-Ya?” Law asked, turning back to Luffy. “Mhm…Wanna make sure m’dumpling’s okay…Wanna stay here w’her…” Luffy says sleepily, kicking off his sandals and laying his entire body onto your bed. Law sighs and nods before stopping at the doorway.

“Make sure you clean yourself up please.” Law says before walking out of bedroom, closing the door behind him. Luffy moves in closer to you but makes sure not to move his chin and mouth anywhere near you.

He relaxes with you, his back up against the headboard with his arm pulling you closer into his embrace.

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miaiplier · 5 years

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That’s my Girl

(Bo Larson x Reader)

Request: Hey, I'm the person that requested Bo:) Do you think you could do one where you feel insecure and he comforts you, please? I can't really think of a lot of details but if you think of anything else to add that would be epic. Thank you !!

A/N: Really hope you like this, I loved the movie Dumplin and really wanted to do good on this. This is my first non-Teamiplier story so I hope everyone enjoys it.

You looked in the mirror closely, inspecting your figure with a scowl. You sighed pulling and mashing your face poking at flaws you thought were there. Today was not a good day, your self-esteem was low and with it so was your mood. It felt like everything you tried to do to make yourself feel confident wasn't working, you thought your makeup was cakey, and you had smudged your eyeliner three times and had to redo it. You tried ten different outfits, your room was in shambles with clothes strewn across the bed yet if you didn’t decide soon you’d be late. You weren’t about to let a bad mood ruin a day to spend with your boyfriend. So, you dressed in a simple bland outfit to complement your insecure attitude. Because at this moment the idea of wearing anything other than some pants and a shirt made you dread even walking out of the house.

Just as you were lacing up your shoes your phone dinged, the screen light up with a text:

I’m here ;)

Bo Larson was waiting patiently outside your house in his truck. He had cleaned up from his usual diner attire, and he was currently fiddling with his hair in the rear view mirror making sure it was perfect. Once he noticed you were making your way to him he flashed his signature smile and chivalrously got out to open your door for you. “(Y/N)” he greeted as he wrapped his arm around your waist stopping you momentarily, he kissed you quickly just as you pulled you away with a sheepish smile. He shut the door once you climbed in, and did a walk/jog back to the front.

“How’s my girl doing?” He asked as he strapped his seatbelt in. “I’m good, what about you?” “I’m great” he held your hand as he began driving, he talked a lot about school and his friends, then about the diner and how busy it had been for the last couple of days. All while, you listened quietly which gave Bo a small sign something was off. It was in your nature to be talkative especially around him, some days he couldn’t get you to shut up for two seconds. Soon he had run out of things to talk about and decided to be quiet, yet he continued to rub small gentle strokes into your hand with his thumb as you made your way to your date, a decent restaurant for an evening out.

The car was filled with comfortable silence. The radio was playing a low hum in the background, while the windows were rolled down letting a small breeze cooling the car from the summer's day. Halfway through the car ride, Bo spoke up interrupting your absentminded staring at the landscape zooming by. "Are you okay darling?" you tuned in "what? yeah, I'm fine..." you answered in an attempt to brush off his concern. "You don't seem alright, I mean usually I can't get you to shut up, but right now you're quiet, and I just want to make sure you're good." You couldn't help but smile at his kind words. "I'm just having a rough day Bo." You squeezed his hand as a way to ease his worries. "What's going on, talk to me (Y/N)," Bo begged "I'm just not feeling that great today" you sighed out a little. "I'm not sick. I'm just uncomfortable." Bo tensed "did I do something?" "No! Bo, I mean I'm feeling a little uneasy, I don't think I look too good today." You almost gagged at how cliche and annoyingly dramatic you sounded, yet you couldn't figure out any other way to explain your emotions. Bo's eyes softened as he empathized with you. Just as you were finishing your sentence, he pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. He put the car in park and turned to you. "(Y/N), you're beautiful, baby." He demanded your attention. "I love you (Y/N), I hate when you put yourself down. You deserve the world, and I want you to see that. I adore everything about you darling, your face, your body, your lips..." he trailed off as he kissed you lightly, he trailed his hands along your hips. He kissed you again making you melt, any insecurities you had was distracted. "I love you too babe" you smiled caressing his cheek, your fingers traced his stubble. "Thank you" you returned his kiss.

"Ready for our date?" he said after a bit more kissing. "You know it" you smirked in reply. He smiled laughing slightly. Once again he stepped out of the car to open your door and help you down. Bo Larson had a way with words you loved his charm and the way he could change your mood so easily, "Babygirl, you're the best girl a guy could ask for." He said giving you a warm hug. "I know" you teased and raised your feet to kiss him. "That's my girl" he smirked.

#dumplin netflix #dumplin #bo larson x reader #bo larson #dumplinthemovie

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my-soupy-brain · 2 months

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i have terrible cramps and i need ted to come home and watch law and order with me. its not a want its a NEED

I need this too. Had a few requests for Ted comfort during cramps, back pain, etc. Just...comfort. Like a big pile of comfy blankets and cozy snuggles. So let's do this. Short n' sweet... Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (F)

Warnings: None, just comfort cuddles

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Ted walked in the door with a bag full of goodies. He knew what you were going through.

"I gotcha everything ya need," he said from the dining room table, where he unloaded his haul.

"Tampons, as requested. Bubble bath, because you were out. I got some chocolates and pastries, I got you a nice hot chocolate, and a pint of ice cream if you need somethin' to share."

You smiled from the couch, where you had a heating pad over your low belly, under a pile of blankets to keep you warm.

Ted emerged from the bedroom in his own cozy clothes: Gray joggers and a black Kansas City tshirt.

"Can I join ya?"

You lift up the corner of your blanket and he sits next to you, his arm coming around and bringing you close while he pulls the blanket over the two of you.

"What're we watchin', dumplin'?" Ted asked, grabbing a handful of candies from the bag. You smiled.

"Law & Order," you answer

"DUN DUN!" he chimes, and you laugh.

"I don't know why a show about murder and crime is my comfort show when I feel like this," you murmur. Ted squeezes you tighter with a smile.

As the show starts, his warm hand and sturdy fingers start working small, tight circles on your low back. You could purr from the comfort. The little moan you let out with a deep sigh tells him he's on the right track.

"That feel good?" he asks quietly while you watch TV. When you nod and smile slowly, he's happy with that answer.

His hands keep working, slowly churning out the knots that had settled in your back from hormones. Eventually he drags your feet into his lap, and he massages those too.

"Your thumbs have gotta be tired, Teddy Bear," you murmur with a whistful gaze.

"Naw, I love doin' this for ya. Remember how you helped me when I threw my quad out at practice a couple months ago? This ain't nothin'."

So he finds places to massage: Your back, your feet, your calves, your shins, up your knees, to your thighs.

And when he stops hearing you gasp at all the twists and turns of Law & Order, he knows you're damn near asleep.

He switches the TV off.

"Bedtime, sweetpea," he whispers, much to your protest. But his warm hand holds yours as he helps you off the couch and leads you into your nest of a bed, where he falls in with you, curling up close, keeping a hand on your tummy like the heating pad served.

(NOTE: Ted's cozy clothes, of course.)

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Mmmm, Ted snuggles. I like those little diddies. I hope anyone out there with the rage of 1,000 suns in their body parts finds a way to kick back, eat some comfort food, and watch your favorite comfort shows. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you

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rainylana · 2 years

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masterlist:)

• i update my masterlist every time i post a new fic, so don’t worry about scrolling through my endless posts trying to find them;) everything’s here!

• warnings for smut or triggering subjects will be in the post summary!

• 18+ only on my page! no minors, seriously, fuck off.

• all fics are fem reader!

happy reading!

eddie munson x reader!

One shots

“I wanna see those roses.”

“Rate em’ on a scale of one to ten.”

“You are such a good girl.”

“Don’t you ever let me hear you say that again.”

“Apologize to me.”

“Daphne?”

“I lied, it’s positive!”

“I’m a freak, too, Munson.”

“Go to bed, y/n.”

“I’m gonna kill you, Wheeler.”

“I just wanted to be cool like you.”

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Y/n.”

“Looks like I’m going to prom.”

“Dumplin?”

“Do you want to have sex?”

“Nobody’s fool.”

“Gimme kiss.”

“Hold up.”

“Five minutes apart.”

“You’re a good boy.”

“I’ll be here when you’re ready.”

“Baby, are you okay?”

“Pinky promise.”

“Come on, my little crybaby.”

“Thank you for making me brave.”

“Something you wanted.”

“Yes, big!”

“Treat me rough, baby.”

“Yeah.”

“My angel baby, I’m here.”

“I’m not ever gonna stop.”

“Still alive?”

“Hush.”

“Ride me, baby.”

“It’s time to go to the doctor, baby.”

Head-canons

Eddie Munson headcanons

Eddie knocking you up

Taking care of Eddie when he’s sick

Your birthday with Eddie

Random Eddie headcanons

Perv Eddie headcanons

LOTR premiere with hellfire headcanons

Eddie on Halloween headcanons

Christmas with Eddie

NSFW with Eddie

Boyfriend Eddie

Eddie’s the type of boyfriend…

Random Eddie headcanons

Easter with Eddie

Random Eddie headcanons

Wayne and Eddie

Fuckboy Eddie

Eddie noticing you’re not okay

Dom Eddie

Eddie’s anxiety

Drabbles

watching him graduate<3

trying to brush his hair<3

parenting<3

allergies<3

romantic<3

bedtime shenanigans<3

edward scissorhands<3

drunkenness<3

bad days<3

nightmare<3

idiot<3

beautiful girl<3

stuck, stuck<3

christmas<3

sweet emotion<3

smiley face<3

father’s day<3

favorite little boy<3

oh, please<3

eddie and wayne<3

what you wanted<3

closeness<3

work day<3

daddy<3

sad boy<3

crybaby<3

pale skin<3

Series

‘I think I’m in love’ completed!

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

‘Why the hell would you say something like that?’ completed!

part 1

part 2

“I’m always going to take care of you.” completed!

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

Epilogue

Epilogue part 2

“Welcome to Hawkins High, sweetheart.” in progress!

part 1

“Stay the night.” complete!

pt 1

pt 2

pt 3

pt 4

#stranger things season four #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson one shot #joseph quinn #eddie munson headcanons

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Lil’ Dumplin.

Requested by @war-in-time - Are you still taking requests? Would it be too pushy to ask for a Shang-Chi with a pregnant so? How he would react to finding out? Or trying to keep them safe and away from his father? Absolutely anything would be amazing. Thank you. Characters – Shang Chi x Reader, Katy. Word Count – 784. A/N – no request is too pushy, I keep them all but it depends if an idea comes quickly to me whether or not they get wrote. I hope you enjoy.

‘Are you okay?’ Katy asked, you looked at her as a wave of nausea hit you, you swallowed thickly and nodded. ‘I-‘ You started. ‘Ah, don’t say fine.’ Katy warned, you snapped your mouth shut and looked at her with wide eyes. ‘You‘ve been drinking water like your been stranded in the desert, your not eating a lot, you’ve stopped drinking and if anything I would guess your pregnant.’ She said, your furrowed your eyebrows, had your changes really been that different that she had noticed but not Shang? ‘Oh shit you are, aren’t you?’ She asked, her eyes wide as she covered her mouth with a hand, you rolled your eyes. ‘I am.’ ‘Does he know?’ Katy asked, referring to your long term boyfriend, and even longer friend to the pair of you. ‘No.’ You replied, shaking your head as you reached for the glass of water. ‘Why not?’ She quizzed, you shrugged your shoulders as you lowered your glass. ‘He’s kinda been busy.’ You said, she raised an eyebrow and nodded, every since he got the rings he had been meeting with Wong a few times, trying to figure out what they actually were capable of and who they were signalling to. ‘Yeah, well the superhero shit will have to stop, you aren’t raising it on your own.’ She backhandedly threatened her friend, you smiled at her. ‘I wouldn’t be alone, I would have you.’ You said, wrapping your arm around her shoulder and pulling her close. ‘Yeah, yeah, at least I can be the godmother.’ Katy said, you pulled back slightly looking at her in shock. ‘You’d want to be it?’ You questioned. ‘Why not?’ She asked, you pursed your lips and shrugged your shoulders. ‘When are you going to tell him?’ Katy asked you ‘Tonight, so please make sure he gets home and you don’t go to karaoke again.’ You warned her, she quickly saluted you before pushing you away, the pair of your laughing.

‘Hey.’ You said, Shang looked at you and smiled. ‘Hey.’ He replied, removing his jacket. ‘You okay?’ You asked him, he nodded before he walked over and dropped into the small couch beside you, causing you to bounce up, hitting your shoulder against his. ‘What’s wrong?’ You quizzed, his brows furrowed. ‘Katy didn’t want to go to karaoke tonight.’ He said, pouting like a little kid. ‘I know, I asked her to send you home early.’ You informed him, his brows were almost touching as he turned to you. ‘Why?’ He questioned. ‘We need to talk.’ You told him, pulling away so you could see his face. ‘Is everything okay?’ He asked, you nodded. ‘Yeah, we just need to make some changes around here.’ You told him, he looked round the small apartment that you had been going in together for the past year. ‘I mean the place could use a coat of paint.’ He suggested, you scoffed. ‘That’s not it.’ You said, he looked around again before sighing. ‘I’m pregnant Shang.’ You told him, he fell silent as he stared a something before his mouth slowly dropped down, you chuckled and reached forward, pushing it up. ‘You’ll catch flies.’ You said, he blinked a few times before he looked back at you. ‘We’re having a baby.’ He said, you nodded. ‘We are.’ You agreed, then he fell silent and looked ahead before his head whipped around the room, you watched as the gear in his head turned. ‘Oh, we’ll need a bigger apartment.’ He told you, his eyes wide as he stared in front of him. ‘Woo, slow down.’ You told him holding your hands up, he turned to you his eyes still wide. ‘We have maybe seven or eight months before they arrive, we can think it through but first we need to get through the morning sickness.’ You said, quickly kicking the blankets off and running to the bathroom, dropping to your knees before emptying your lunch into the toilet. Shang appeared behind you, pulling any stray hairs away from your mouth that you had missed whilst rubbing circles on your back. ‘Morning sickness?’ Shang asked amused, you dropped back and glared at him. ‘You did this to me.’ You warned him, he looked amused before pouting. ‘And I’m sorry.’ He commented, as his hand still moved up and down your back. ‘But we’re having a baby.’ He whispered, almost as if it wasn’t real, you turned to him, resting your back against the small cabinet. ‘We are.’ You said, he smiled before cupping your face. He went to lean into kiss you but you pulled back before he remembered you had just puked before he placed a kiss to your hairline.

#shang-chi x reader #reader x shang-chi #shang-chi imagines #shang-chi fanfiction #shang chi x reader #reader x shang chi #shang chi imagines #shang chi fanfiction #marvel x reader #reader x marvel #marvel imagines #marvel fanfiction #simu liu

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