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homelanderbutbig · 15 days
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Amassing a screenshot collection of Homelander cuddling his head on Madelyn's lap. Again for no particular precious babygirl purposes. 😳
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meezer · 6 months
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I'm not arguing with a man with brown eyes. whatever you say beautiful ❤
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fleursbending · 1 year
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HI AHAIZJ sorry for being ia 👩🏻‍💻,, turns out i hated how the 2 sully fam fics ended out,, so i scrapped them and rewrote them because i'm crazy!1!1
BUT GOOD NEWS, they are readyyyaysydyzyzx so whose on and ready for some sully fam fics if i was to post them v soon,,?1!1
also might droppp the songcords x readers tonight tooo?
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fiendishfables · 2 months
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Hiii cookie bookie pookie bear, I was wondering if you could write for my short king again (lucifer)! Babyboy is short but how will he be with a gf/wife that is shorter than him! Rahh so cute ♡
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Lucifer x Shorter S/O! Fem! Reader
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Headcanons
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warnings: fluff, short people jokes, Lucifer being an emotional dork and lover
words: 664
a/n: sorry for the lack of fics, I've been super busy and have had no motivation recently! Thanks for 300+ followers, I love y'all!
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First of all, it's very rare that Lucifer finds anyone shorter than himself, so you'll have to excuse the literal squeal of excitement he emits the moment he sees you
When you first mention your romantic feelings for him, he had a field day
Someone like yourself, being so beautiful AND short, liking HIM?
He swore it was like being back up in Heaven again
Definitely never misses a chance to make a short joke, despite his own height misfortunes
The internet aided him in coming up with originals
"Hey, how's the weather down there?"
"My golly, it really is the little things in life that matter, isn't it darling?
You have attempted to bite his ankles a few times
Don't worry, if his jokes somehow ends up hurting your feelings, he will be quick to apologize and coddle you for the rest of the day
He is usually very ecstatic whenever you ask him to get anything for you off of a high perch; his chest literally swells with pride that he finally has someone who can come to him for that sort of stuff
"Oh, that old thing up there? No worries, my love. Step aside, step aside now."
Ends up having to get the kitchen stool
But by then, more often than not, it ends up with neither of you being able to reach it, not even with the help of his cane or the stool
Results in him having to get either his daughter, or the spider pornstar he usually tried to avoid if possible (mainly result of his intimidations due to his height, but he was a friend of Charlies)
He will physically deflate if he can't fulfill a need/request you have for him; it crushes his spirit
Likes to put his arm on your head whenever he stands next to you
Its a symbol of both his affection for you and his desire to playfully irritate you
Says you make a good armrest
He only got the satisfaction of saying it once though, because you kicked him harshly in the shin after
He thinks you are just the cutest thing when you're mad; he likes seeing you yell at other people, especially Alastor
But if you yell at him instead during these times, he will go wrap himself up in a blanket and have a breakdown on his own time
You wont see him for a good hour or two; he's off sobbing in some random corner
Eventually he will resurface and request your attention, which you gladly provide him with, apologizing and telling him your words were only humor based and not meant to be taken to heart
Lucifer is already such a sensitive soul, he claims you are turning him to mush by just being the cutest thing to ever behold him
He can't fathom the idea of ever making his precious lady mad at him
Loves getting you funny t-shirts and stuff that have short people jokes on them
Almost always insists on being the big spoon when the two of you cuddle
He's finally taller than someone for once in his life, okay?
He gets the chance to feel like he is effectively protecting someone, this time by covering them with his body like a shield; this has never happened before
Let him have this one victory; he feels accomplished, the poor baby
No one can deny that he has tons of fun with you, as he now gets to be the one who feels all high and mighty
Your height is an ongoing topic throughout the relationship
He often forgets that he himself still only stands just above five feet
He once even tried to fight Alastor because you genuinely make him feel like he's a 7ft giant
Safe to say he came back to you with his tail between his legs, feelings hurt, and still a whopping 5,2
But with you, he may as well have been standing on top of the world
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emissaire · 6 months
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yours, ardently - geto suguru x reader
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꒰꒰. SYNOPSIS: suguru crumbles in the presence of genuine devotion
꒰꒰. WARNINGS: reverse comfort, fluff, slight angst (lmk if i missed anything <3)
꒰꒰. NOTE: hello! i'm back (kind of) with my pookie, suguru. i've managed to write this in between dealing w/ school stuff and crying over school stuff. i missed writing sm 😭
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Geto Suguru is a man of chaotic solitude. Much like his best friend, he strives in an environment well-lived, radiant and loud. Age and maturity-wise, he could say he’s grown past that childlike impulsivity enough to avoid impending conflicts but he’s still just a man— not immune to the inevitable distraught of life. He used to be a bright-eyed boy with such a positive outlook in all things that come his way. His perspective of the world was reflected in the same sense of warmth that seemed to enshroud his very presence: gentle and kind, full of hope. He was a paragon that even the strongest relied on, his best friend’s moral compass was influenced by him as he was quite sensitive and so in tune to the things around him. 
Though he is not one to talk about the troubles that keep him up at night, you know him well enough to understand that something is wrong. The way he started shutting off anyone else that dares to come close is heartbreaking, even more so with knowing that there is nothing you can do that can fill the void in his heart. He rarely smiles nowadays. His face no longer lights up with glee and when it does, it no longer reaches his eyes— they don't crinkle anymore into pretty crescent shapes. They are both just bleak and empty pools that stare far away into the distance, slowly succumbing to the downward spiral journey of his life, and the possibility of not being able to catch up once he decides to let go, leave and not look back anymore is daunting. 
A soft knock interrupts your musing before you hear Suguru's voice from behind the door. "You awake?"
The sheets make rustling sounds as you hurry to open the door of your bedroom, ready to welcome Suguru in, both in your space and in your arms because it's how you comfort yourself— some sort of assurance that he's still with you. "Can't sleep?"
He only nods his head, making a beeline to your bed and you watch him sigh, his shoulders dropping in relaxation as if the warmth of your bed and your smell that lingers on the pillows are enough to coax him out of his shell. 
"Come, baby." Suguru reaches out to you, hand outstretched in the dark. And even though you can barely make out his figure on the bed, his presence is enough to make up for everything that was lacking when you were alone and wallowing in your thoughts of him.
It does not take you long to occupy the other side of the bed, almost instinctively cuddling up to him and embracing his body so tenderly you feel him slowly easing with you. His arms are quick to wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer as if he’s afraid you would slip away if he doesn't hold you tight. “It’ll be Christmas in a few months.” Suguru mentions, breaking the silence with the low timbre of his voice— soothing as always.
You smile, lifting your head just a bit to get a brief look at his face. “Yeah. Are we still on for that trip we planned last April?”
There is a telltale sign of a smile on his face— through the poor lighting that emits from the barely opened window of your room, you witness the slight upward curves at the corners of his lips, and for a moment you could see a glimpse of hope: a future with him. Everything will be alright.
Suguru doesn’t respond, his eyes just trailing across every feature of your face. Such sad eyes he has, but there is no denying the hints of love in the pretty brown hues of them as he admires you in silence. They even seem a little dim with the absence of it’s usual spark yet it doesn't take away the fact that he's still your Suguru. Your beautiful Suguru.
“Get some sleep, my love.” Your murmur, allowing him to burrow deeper in your arms and lay his head on your chest. The way you caress his hair makes him hum, so tender and full of care that it’s soothing. 
You let the tranquility of the night engulf your entwined bodies under the comfort of your sheets, letting the hours tick by with no care for anything at all but the warmth of your love and the way his breath settles evenly.
“I wish you’d just talk to me, Suguru.” You whisper once you've deemed he’s fallen asleep, your hands still caressing his hair in gentle strokes. “You’re not alone, you know? Share with me your pain.” Your voice falters with the last words you’ve spoken, finding it hard to breathe with the lump in your throat as you try to keep your tears at bay.
“I know you’re strong but you don’t always have to carry all that weight— I’m here. Satoru’s here, Ieri even. We’re always here.” A shaky breath falls past your lips when you feel Suguru’s arms tighten around you, the sound of a conspicuous sob from him almost makes you lose it but not right now. You need to be the one to keep it together and hold him, be his safe space and give him the assurance he needs to be vulnerable.
You resume playing with his hair, pressing a chaste kiss on his crown. "I love you."
And in that moment, Suguru crumbles in the presence of genuine devotion. He feels so ardently cared for, sheltered and utterly weak in your arms. Everything will be alright.
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diggykit-kat · 2 months
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I beg of you, please make more Dogday x smiling critter!reader who is a black cat and was originally made to go as a pair with Catnap! (not necessary twins or siblings per say just like two who are always together)😭😭😭 Btw feel free to ignore this request and always remember to drink water and take breaks<333
I would never pookie😩🩷
𝑫𝒐𝒈𝑫𝒂𝒚 x smiling critter!reader (Black cat)
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While you were originally supposed to be the perfect pair with CatNap you spent most of your time with DogDay
Dogday and you have an adorable dynamic – the energetic, playful dog contrasting with the calm, mysterious black cat.
Your sleek, black fur provides a striking contrast to Dogday’s colorful appearance, making you a visually captivating duo.
Dogday often tries to engage you in games and adventures, but your cat’s calm demeanor means you prefer observing from a distance.
On lazy afternoons, Dogday and Reader can be found napping together. Dogday treats you with genuine affection, often trying to include you in various activities, from walks to playtime.
Dogday occasionally brings little surprises, like a favorite toy or a comfortable blanket, to make Reader feel comfortable and appreciated.
Dogday instinctively knows when your is in the mood for attention, responding with gentle gestures like nuzzling or sitting close, creating a connection beyond words.
Dog day and (unfortunately you) engage in a playful chase or a gentle wrestling match, showcasing your unique bond through shared moments of fun. (You hate it when he wrestles you out of nowhere)
Dogday’s protective instincts kick in when they sense any perceived threat to you, demonstrating a loyal and caring side to their relationship.
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dawndelion-winery · 2 months
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Thanks for the Flowers
You send them a little prank thank you text with flowers they never sent
Ft: Alhaitham, Arlechinno, Childe, Scaramouche, Wriothesley
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Alhaitham:
You thought it would be a funny prank to send him a stock image of flowers and a small thank you
"Glad you like them."
He smiles to himself, but then immediately deleted his message when he sees the attached image
That wasn't the bouquet he sent
His smile drops so fast because who exactly is sending you flowers apart from him?
"Throw those out, they aren't from me. Don't you like the one I sent more? I got your favourites, my love."
He gives the house a cursory scan the moment he steps in through the front door
It's only after you've given him his welcome home kiss and a hug that he starts looking for the bouquet for some trace of who the sender might be
At first he doesn't believe you when you say it's a prank because he wouldn't put it past you to just want to allay his worries
He'll come around though, and then he's annoyed
"That's childish and you know it, you can have my attention if you just ask for it."
Arlechinno:
This is her sign to publicly announce that you're with her because this sort of idiocy wouldn't be an issue if people knew you were spoken for
Initially chuckles to herself as she glares at the offending image
"Do you like them?"
Of course she's not telling you the weren't from her if you like them
The poor sucker who sent them to you deserves no credit anyway
If anything, they deserve her personal thanks for helping her gift you something!
Of course she needs to know their name and face to express her gratitude in person <33
In a totally genuine and non-threatening way (lie)
She ends up coming home late that day, having scared off any of your potential suitors just to be safe
"Had some unsavoury business come up, dearest, sorry to keep you waiting. Have you had dinner yet? No? Shall we dine together?"
She never brings it up though, so you sorta forget to ever tell her it was a joke
Childe:
At first he doesn't process that he didn't send you the flowers
It's not like he doesn't pay attention, but he has his subordinates send you so much stuff as he comes across it that it's really hard to keep track
For all he knows it might have been something he came across and spontaneously thought of you liking it
And your likes were pretty much needs to him
"Love you, my pookie <33"
And then he stows his phone away
Only to remember he hasn't gotten you any flowers that day
"My honey drumlet darling-kins, there doesn't happen to be a note attached to the flowers, is there?"
When you insist that no, there isn't, and you've checked thoroughly, he makes a mental note to look into anyone who's ever had a crush on you
For a friendly spar, of course!
He just needs to make sure his competition is even worth noting (they aren't)
He comes home, thoroughly disappointed that none of them could even hold their own against him - few even dared to try, scared shitless by the sudden appearance of a harbinger demanding they fight
Sweaty and tired, he's all over you, whining about his day and how everyone wants you and can't take a hint that you're so happy with him ("You are, aren't you? I'm your favourite.")
Of course you cave and tell him it was only a prank
He scowls at first, but then breaks out giggling as he buried his face in the crook of your neck
"It doesn't really matter because I think they're all scared of me anyway. Some of them took one look at me and blanched. Unlike you, of course; the sight of me excites you, doesn't it?"
Ah. There's your bastard ginger.
Scaramouche:
"Wrong number, I think you meant to text your side hoe."
Sends you the most unbothered replies
Is actually overthinking
He knows logically this is most likely a joke because he swears he has seen that bouquet somewhere on the internet when looking for flower arrangement inspiration
But what if it's just a really similar layout and someone actually did send it to you?
Horrible. He doesn't want to think about it
But of course he does anyway
Brings you flowers because he planned to sneakily replace the stranger's bouquet
Wriothesley:
"Honey, please tell me this is a joke."
Seething inside
Who in their right mind dared to covet you while you were happily dating him??
Don't even try evade his interrogation, he needs to know every detail
From the exact time the flowers were sent to the arrangement and paper quality
Don't mind him, it's just a small investigation he'll carry out in his free time
The sooner you come clean the better
Not that you'll go unpunished...but hey, confessing to your crimes must at least lighten the sentence, yeah?
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sweetiecutie · 6 months
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GOD KRUGER IS GREAT I'd fucking LOVE to see you write for him
A/n: I genuinely think that the only reason Krueger is not popular among CoD fandom is simply bc he’s canonically under 180 cm💀💀
Warnings: NSFW, mdni, dark! Krueger I guess, obsession, nasty😜
Another a/n: also it’s extremely OOC, but what can you do abt that, huh? Let the girl be and share her delusional fantasies on her silly lil blog😩🙄
Okay, so starting off strong - Sebastian Krueger is an absolute, pathetic, needy simp for you. You so much as throw a fleeting gaze in his general direction? He’s there by your side, like an obedient dog that he is for you, happy to do whatever just to please you, to make your day a bit better and easier.
Yes, Sebastian is a terrifying killing machine and a literal war criminal, he doesn’t hesitate for a single second to blow enemy’s brains out or pitilessly cut them open with his knife, letting their guts spill onto the dirt under his feet. But with you? Krueger turns into a literal pookie-bear, all soft and lovey-dovey the very moment he so much as senses your presence (it’s a secret how he does it). And no, he is not ashamed nor scared to show his feral side to you; moreover, he’s pretty sure that this way he can fully let you see just how capable he is, that he can protect his little sweetheart no matter the circumstances, that he is a perfect match for such a frail and helpless thing as you (even though you are fully capable yourself)
Krueger is definitely bigger than you - if not in height, then definitely in weight and muscle volume; and fuck yes would he take advantage of this. He’d corner you somewhere relatively private, pressing you against the wall, his burly body not allowing you a smallest opportunity to slip from within his grasp. Mighty hips are pressed flush against yours, and so is his painfully hard dick. Krueger will hump your leg shamelessly, like a needy fucking dog; he’ll moan and groan and whimper against your reddened ear, telling you just how good it feels, how good you smell, how much you make him wanna cum.
And it’s not like you can do anything about it. You’ll ask Krueger to leave you alone - he’ll distance himself slightly (very slightly), allowing you some personal space, but then you’ll notice your stuff going missing - your tees, lip balms, panties ofc. And even if you confront Sebastian he’d just shrug it off, acting as if he doesn’t have a slightest clue what you are talking about.
You may even try to run but of boy, I don’t think that’ll end well. Being a skilled soldier that Krueger is, having excellent tracking skills, it’ll take a few weeks max for him to get to you, even if you flee to the other end of the world, to some small shithole of a town. And the moment Sebastian actually finds you? God knows what’ll happen, so better don’t push your luck.
So all you have to do is to just allow Krueger love onto you and be his kleine Mausi <3
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hurthermore · 8 days
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Mama, i agree with the other anaon WE CRAVE THE FLUFF !!! (No force tho ur such a Pookie for writing in Gen <33)
Signed, penguin anon :3
»»------► 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
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Pairing: 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗!𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
Warnings: 𝚂𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛
A/N: 𝙵𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝙻𝙼𝙰𝙾, 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙸 𝙶𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙵𝙻𝚄𝙵𝙵, 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝? 𝙸𝚍𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚐
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He always knew you’d be the death of him; he knew it from the moment he set his sights on you. You, with your charming voice, your beautiful personality, your breathtaking looks that he could get lost in for days; and the way you murdered people alongside that? You were the embodiment of perfection to Alastor.
And even as you stood before him, your clothes heavily swaying along with the strong breeze, a breeze created by the crashing of waves below the very tall cliff you were edging towards, Alastor couldn’t seem to stop following you; like a man heeding the siren's call, he was fully entranced. 
But he knew why, why he followed you here as the sounds of a raging mob could be heard in the distance of the wooded area behind the two of you; a mob that had for some unknown reason, figured out the hobbies Alastor and yourself partook in. Yet the sounds of the angry people marching towards you both wasn’t something his mind would truly register; not as you finally reached the edge of that cliff, enticing him to follow in suit as your hair swept along with the breeze before you looked back at him.
You looked so melancholy as you looked in his eyes. The dried tears sunk into the skin of your cheeks made his heart clench in pain before he finally stood beside you. His hand reaching for your face as he wiped your tears away; a gesture he would always enact for you, even in death, he would be your shoulder to lean on, to cry on, to love on, only for you.
“I will always love you, Alastor. I cannot breathe, live, or merely exist without you.” Your voice sounded so soft, so sweet as you held onto his wrist. Your words echoing through him as he registered the romanticism behind them and why you spoke them, why the two of you even made your way here in the first place. If the mob, the authorities, got ahold of either of you, Alastor would be torn away from you for the rest of his living existence.
He didn’t wish to live without you either.
And he verbalised as such. His words laced with honesty and love as he spoke words of endearment to you, telling you of his love for you, and how even in death, he will remain by your side.
Even if there would be nothing after death, you would still belong to Alastor, just as he belonged to you.
“Then, let’s leave, together.” You requested, your expression, despite being on edge from the inevitability of death that would soon embrace you, looked so content, happy in a way as you stared at him. Your hand was held out for him, waiting for him to truly show you how much he meant those words by enacting a double suicide with you.
A suicide he would grant you.
Taking your hand in his, he pulled you into his chest before he kissed you deeply with a sense of meaning, loyalty and love. To feel you kiss him back as you both stood at the edge of the cliff, a sense of sadness doused him, knowing he would never kiss you again like this, never be able to embrace you like this, and to never be by your side again like this killed him. Ironically so.
He wanted to embrace you further, to consume you further, but as the sounds of the mob became louder and louder, he reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, still embracing you before glancing at the waves pounding below.
Holding you close to him, he looked into your eyes, giving you the genuine tight lipped smile that he always did, taking in every detail of your face, memorising it before death met the two of you.
“Together, darling.”
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homestylehughes · 4 months
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luke hughes- soft love
summary: the soft love that you and luke both feel for each other. a soft love that will never grow old.
wc: 302
warnings: pure fluff and slightly suggestive if you squint
authers note: omg hi everyone!! I'm finally back with a new fic, I've been super busy over winter break. idk how I found a burst of energy to write but I did so slay!! anyways, hope you guys enjoy this little soft fic I wrote abt our favorite lukie pookie!! much love as always <3
Luke Hughes had always been a soft lover. Careful with his touches. Soft with his words. Luke always found a way to make you feel special, even if he was 3,000 miles or 3 feet away from you. You think Luke knows you better than you know yourself. Always knowing when you were having an off day, if you were sad, angry or upset. 
You never needed to explain yourself to Luke, he always understood. That's what made Luke’s love so soft, you could be you. You could be loved for you, and you loved him for that. His longing love fills gazes when you talk about everything on your mind. His soft laugh when you would crack a not so funny but very corny joke. something that would only make luke laugh.
His longing touches, and back rubs when you were having a rough day. When he’d hold you, and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. His soft but rough touches during the intimate times you guys shared. He knew all of the right places to touch, all of the sensitive areas he knew needed to be touched. Luke never failed to make you feel loved. His soft love was something you know you never tired of.
 Luke felt the same way about you, he loved how you treated and acted around his family, how you joked with his brothers and father. When you would help cook dinner with his mother. How you would love him in his worst moments. Hold him after a loss, and how you wrap around him after a win. Luke loved how you loved him. It was soft and it was careful. It was genuine. A love that you both searched for, and found in each other. A soft love that would never grow old. 
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ebbaskz · 7 months
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needy!jisung messages (m, f)
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pairing : han jisung x reader (y/n)
content : explicit 18+, sexting, horny!jisung, skz away on tour, teasing reader, nudes sent, audio messages, kinda subby!jisung, also a cute little mutual appreciation at the end
includes : 3 ss and a written portion
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You are already rubbing your thighs together in an attempt to gain any sort of friction on them. Jisung being away on tour just made him more needy then your boyfriend already was when he was home. You couldn’t lie though, it was so hot to see him bothered like this. Teasing him along with it was just apart of your own fun.
You click on the audio message as soon as it is sent, and a quick second of silence is heard before the rhythmic thwacking of what you can assume to be Jisung frantically chasing after his high.
“Baby- fuck. Baby I can’t with you. Sending me pictures like that-“
A shallow gasp is heard at the break in his words, making you giddy as you imagine him playing with his slit in the way that you do when he’s needy like this.
“I love the way you play with me, love. I need to be home as soon as possible. I don’t think i can wait another week to finally have your tight pussy wrapped around me again…”
You clench at the thought, suddenly becoming insanely aware of the emptiness that’s inside of you, pushing you to reach your hands further down into your pants to play with yourself at the sound of your boyfriends erotic moans and whimpers.
The thwacking continues as Jisung stops speaking for a moment, just breathing and whimpering so loudly into the microphone of his phone that you genuinely shiver, remembering every time that he has breathed down your neck, practically sobbing out his words, as he works harder to finally cum inside of you.
“Baby I can’t hold it in anymore. Please tell me you will cum with me, y/n. My baby- Please- fuck-“
His words stop being understandable as he whimpers out a high pitch moan that ultimately sends you over your edge, reaching your free hand up to cover your mouth in an attempt of not trying to wake up your entire apartment floor.
After his break in silence, a quick rustling of the bed sheets is heard over the voice message, reminding you of the fact that he was still recording as you blearily come down from your high.
“Y/n… I’m so in love with you, baby… Have a good sleep, my love… I’ll see you soon.”
And you are suddenly a teenager in love, kicking your feet and smiling like an absolute child. The butterflies have never felt stronger. You already knew that Jisung was in love with you, but it never felt any less significant as he continued to say it.
You quickly hustle to write back a response, hoping that he would still be awake after the time you spent listening to his voice memo.
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a/n : HEY POOKS! first time writing anything moderately explicit. i hope this jisung gets more recognition because i NEED a pookie jisung like this ☹️☹️ this did turn out pretty well i’d say, lmk if anyone has any more requests! - eb
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wifeyifey · 19 days
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I beg you, transformers x fem reader
I don’t care what you write or anything, i’m on my optimus and bumblebee obsession phase pookie please
For you pookie bear 😘💖💞
Bayverse!Optimus and Bayverse!Bumblebee x fem!reader
Description: How they react to your random silent treatment
A/N: Optimus' part is so freaking soft and sweet 🥺 and then Bee's is corny and cheesy fluff and this is just a short reaction to get back into the groove of writing again!!
Silence. The silence was killing them- they didn’t even know what they did wrong as they saw their precious human woman talking to Cade like it was no big deal that they hadn’t spoken to their lover in hours. They had thought maybe she just didn’t hear me or was too busy to notice. But that thought was quickly replaced when they noticed she was able to talk to everyone else just fine.
What they didn’t know was that (Y/N) was just testing their patience to see how long they could go before they got mad at her for playing such games.
Enough was enough.
Optimus:
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Optimus POV
Optimus watched and waited until (Y/N) was alone to approach her so that she would be forced to talk to him. Optimus walked up to her before kneeling before her. He gently put his hand down for her to climb onto hoping that she would accept his silent invitation. When she climbed onto his hand he thanked the stars that she didn’t seem to be as mad as he thought she originally was. He then stood and walked away from the group enough to have some privacy as he spoke to her. 
Once at the spot that was hidden and far away enough, he sat down on the ground and held her up so he could look at her but her head was stubbornly turned away from him. Optimus sighed softly as he gently placed his finger under her chin and carefully turned her head to look at him. Longing shined in his optics. “Sweetspark… have I done something so wrong that you no longer wish to speak to me?” Optimus asked (Y/N) with his deep voice as his head gently moved to look her in the eyes.
(Y/N)’s POV:
Your heart ached as you looked at him and heard the genuine worry in his tone. The silent treatment was over for you the moment you saw and heard the hurt he tried so hard to hide. “No no no, Optimus- I-... I was just being childish- you did nothing wrong. Believe me, you did nothing-,” you rambled before he cut you off.
“But you have stopped speaking to me. You are not one to do such things without reason,” Optimus interrupted.
You tried to think of a reason that wouldn’t make him angry at you, “Bee told me to do it.” Really? Well, at least it’s believable. You think in your head as you give a sheepish smile and gently reach forward to cup his cheeks. “I’m sorry, Optimus. I didn’t realize how upset you would get,” you say softly as you place gentle kisses on his face making him close his eyes softly in relief. 
“Please don’t play such games again. My spark burns for you and you alone. It can’t accept you being so upset with me,” he says softly in an almost uncharacteristically soft way.
“I promise. Do you forgive me?” you ask.
“Of course.” He says as he gently touches his forehead to yours.
Bumblebee:
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You were just saying goodbye to Cade as you walked away and towards the rest of the group. Unbeknownst to you, Bee was watching with desperate eyes as he waited for you to come to him, but when he saw you walk the opposite way he became frustrated.
You were walking while looking at your phone when you heard a quiet whine and then loud footsteps that came rushing up behind you before you could even react, you were lifted up by Bee before he quickly transformed into the Camaro where you’re in the driver’s seat and buckled in before he speeds off at high speeds into the desert. You let out a yelp at the sudden and quick change as you watch the speedometer climb. 
“Bee! What are you doing?! You’re going too fast!” You say slightly panicked as you hold onto the door handle and the armrest desperately. 
“Shouldn’t have ignored me, babygirl,” Bee’s radio said as he changed through the stations to communicate his frustration, “now we ride!” he finished before purposefully swerving and doing donuts in the empty desert making you let out a shriek and a loud nervous laugh realizing how annoyed he was by your silent treatment.
“Ok! Ok! I’m sorry, Bee! I- I’m going to be sick!” you say between giggles as he finally stops and transforms into his humanoid form with you cupped in both of his hands as he rubs his mouthpiece against your face affectionately in a playful manner. 
“My honeypie, my sugarpie, my princess, my babygirl, my hot mama!” his radio blasted as he switched through channels making you laugh out loud as you grabbed his head and kissed his mouth piece over and over in loving affection. 
“You’re so annoying- you know that? You’re lucky you’re cute and I love you so much,” you say to him as you look into his eyes with a softened, fond smile.
“I’m lucky I have ya darlin’,” his radio switched to a cowboy accent that spoke so softly making the moment more loving and intimate.
Lmk what y'all think!!
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zyonsay · 4 months
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lil bro~~ its my birthday~~
wanna gift me with some hmm aah oscar smut? hahshwhshe
His Cherry lips OP81
Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!
Summary: Tonight you need it a bit rougher
Warnings: Oscar in the wild, Smut, choking, Misuse of Bananas (im kidding)
Now playing: 'Off to the races' by Lana del Rey
AN: LIL BRO HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ofc you'll get Oscah smut >:D
I hope you have an amazing day and i adore you pookie <3
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Soft sobs echoed from the bedroom through the door and into the empty hallway, most lights were off, and your belongings just carelessly tossed aside.
Usually your work was nice, but from time to time a rude client can get to you. The rustling of keys caught your attention, it must be Oscar coming home from the press conference he had told you about. Quickly wiping your eyes, you sprung up from the bed and rushed over to greet your boyfriend. Oscar offered you a sweet smile before pressing a quick peck to your lips. He couldn’t help but notice your red eyes and your sniffling nose. Immediately a worried expression painted his features. “What’s wrong baby?”, he now snuck his arms around you. Oscar is a gentle person, but you knew that he wouldn’t let you go without confiding in him. This type of trust was very important to him, and you were glad.
He guided you back into the bedroom while you told him about your client and what they had said to you. He slipped off his jeans, leaving him in his orange McLaren hoodie and his grey briefs. Sitting on the bed with you, he gently rubbed your back. “It’s not ok for them to talk to you like that. Talk to your boss about it. There has to be something to protect you from those nasty people.” His gentle touches and soft words made you smile slightly. You really had the perfect boyfriend. Oscar’s hand slid around your neck, pulling you into a sweet kiss. The warmth radiating from his body was comforting. Admittedly, you missed him throughout the day. Your hand slid into his soft hair, lightly tugging on them. While he gasped into the kiss, you used that opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth. He hummed at your antics, very obviously enjoying the moment. His hands slid down to your waist, holding you like you were the most precious being in the world. In his you were.
The dim light made your boyfriend look inviting and awfully… irresistible. With a hand to his chest, you pushed him onto his back and straddled him. His sweet smile had turned into a grin. “You look good on top of me”, his tone was genuine, almost innocent. With a dangerous smile you ground against Oscar, earning a groan from him. He placed his hands on your waist and held you in place as he craved more friction. “Take these off.”, he hooked a finger into the inside of your shorts and lightly tugged on them. Quickly climbing off of him, you threw the shorts on the floor, you’ll collect them after this is done. You were about get on top of Oscar again, as he grabbed your chin and embraced you in a warm kiss. There was nothing you could do when he pushed you down onto the mattress. He tugged your underpants off of you, tossing them aside. With a teasing look in his eyes he held two fingers towards your mouth, gesturing for you to suck on them. You generously covered his pale fingers with your saliva as you swirled your tongue around them. He was quick to pull them away again, you whined at the loss. But that was quickly replaced by a soft gasp as Oscar prodded at your hole with the same two fingers. He slowly and carefully pushed them in, centimeter by centimeter until his whole digits were dipped inside you. A soft hum rang through the air as he began gently pushing in and out of you. With one hand you grasped his arm and with the other you held onto the sheets, your knuckles white and your head tipped back.
Every sorrow was gone by now, only the aching for pleasure pumped through your body. Oscar deemed you stretched out enough and began fumbling with his boxers. The fabric, like many before, was tossed onto the ground. Oscar pressed sweet kisses to your chest and stomach while stroking his hard length. “Love you”, he whispered while aligning his cock with your entrance. With a smooth motion he pushed into you. He was gentle and so, so sweet.
“Please Oscar, be rough.”, your voice was quiet, almost a whisper as you begged him. He could never decline any of your wishes, he’d do anything for that sweet voice of yours. His pace rapidly increased and now he was practically slamming into you. You felt so alive, so real.
The city outside was asleep, there were barely any cars on the roads and the only light around were the dim streetlamps and the moon. One peek through your bedroom window showed a not so peaceful scene; loud moaning and the sound of Oscars hips snapping against yours filled the room. It felt like the atmosphere was on fire and he was the only bit of fresh air nearby. A few strands of his beautiful hair stuck to his forehead and his Hickory eyes were swallowed by his pupils. Oscar’s hold on your hips will for sure leave bruises. You darkly chuckled at him, while rutting against his motion. “Is that the best you can do?”, this made him quirk one eyebrow. Though he didn’t say anything, he just slid his hand up your chest and around your throat. Oh god.
He smiled sickly sweet before pressing hard and closing off most of your air supply. You gasped for air, while the pleasure inside you began boiling and tightening. The corners of his cherry lips tugged up into a sweet, but dangerous smile. The palms of your hand began feeling hot and you arched your back as the pleasure grew and grew. The bedroom’s ceiling blurred into a big mess as you craved oxygen in your lungs and then – snap!
White, creamy cum shot out of your length while Oscar released his hold on you and grabbed your hips again. He groaned as thick ropes of cum spurted out of his cock, right inside of you.
With an exhausted huff, he laid down on top of you, his head on your chest.
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criminallymoral · 2 months
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Anyways, days ago my internet bitched and while I had no wifi I did some queerplatonic husband Alastor (from Hazbin Hotel) headcanons, I had let it sit in case I wanted to add some more (I had that feeling that I forgot something yk) but it's been like a week and I don't even remember what I had wrote soooo
Qp husband Alastor Headcanons
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Qp husband Alastor! That likes to (and according to your style) dress you in the prettiest outfits.
Qp husband Alastor! That you could annoy to an explosion point and he'd still never raise his hand at you.
Qp husband Alastor! That cooks and cleans your shared home.
Qp husband Alastor! That starts listening to and even broadcasting some of your favorite songs, no matter what genre.
Qp husband Alastor! That likes to lay on you and will wag his tail if you massage his deer-ears. (You're the only one allowed to do so)
Qp husband Alastor! That allows pda at the hotel but gets embarassed when he remembers he has audience.
Qp husband Alastor! That allows himself to cry on your shoulder.
Qp husband Alastor! That links arms when you two walk.
Qp husband Alastor! That'll open doors for you in the beginning of your relationship but as it progresses he'll close them on your face just to play with you.
Qp husband Alastor! That goes from offering his coat to ask for the one you're not even using when he's cold (he gets whiny if you say no).
Qp husband Alastor! Who's actually a big jokester and likes a lot of modern stuff.
Qp husband Alastor! Who doodles you both with hearts holding hands on his work sheets.
Qp husband Alastor! Who confides in you (don't break his trust, he'll cry, then kill you).
Qp husband Alastor! That's protective of you in a non toxic/controlling way.
Qp husband Alastor! That invites you to troll Vox with him and giggles like a teenage girl.
Qp husband Alastor! That'll get YOU a pet just to end up cuddling with it 24/7. (He's a cat dad for real sources: voices in my head).
Qp husband Alastor! That's actually cuddly and affectionate.
Qp husband Alastor! That looks up to you and is so proud to call you his partner.
Qp husband Alastor! That'd try to kill god himself if you died in an extermination.
Qp husband Alastor! That hears and remembers everything you tell him.
Qp husband Alastor! That'd slow dance with you in a moment and have a pillow fight in the other.
Qp husband Alastor! That massages your shoulders after a long day.
Qp husband Alastor! That focus so much on your presence he sometimes forgets he's literally in hell and is an overlord.
Qp husband Alastor! That loves taking baths with you (in a childish way, on a side note, he'd love if you washed his hair / he'd also wash yours).
Qp husband Alastor! That'll be by your side as soon as you call him (he worries <3).
Qp husband Alastor! That'll take you to a nice classy restaurant but would let himself be dragged to a party/rave by you after.
Qp husband Alastor! That sings along with you.
Qp husband Alastor! That loves your similarities AND your differences.
Qp husband Alastor! That genuinely laughs at your jokes. (He dad-jokes back)
Qp husband Alastor! That tries to make you laugh when you're down so you feel a bit better.
Qp husband Alastor! That sews your ruined clothes and even gets you both matching outfits.
Qp husband Alastor! That seems polite and cold but is just a caring childish mf on the inside.
Qp husband Alastor! That freezes (even stops smiling) and blushes like crazy if you compliment him (especially his voice).
Qp husband Alastor! That takes you to the studio and even lets you be his co-host.
Qp husband Alastor! That was a hell of a slowburn but was totally worth it.
I wanna dance in the rain with pookie 😔 and share some jambalaya under candle light 💔
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cherryshortycake · 2 months
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HI pookie can you do a the my boys (the class one a boys +shinsou) xreader that have a pretty strong quirk, they seem really strong and badass and all but in reality they are really just a softie. Also I really like that date with bakugo it was really sweet, your writing is beautiful 🎀
Authors note: Thank You! You complimenting my writing makes me feel so good about my writing!!
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Katsuki Bakugou:
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Katsuki would be drawn to your strength and tenacity, appreciating the powerful force that is your quirk.
He might be initially surprised by your sweet and caring nature, but it wouldn't take long for him to become fiercely protective of you.
Bakugou would value the moments when you let your guard down, cherishing the genuine and soft side of you that he's privileged to see.
While he might tease you about being a "softie" in public, in private, he'd express his admiration for your strength and your ability to balance it with kindness.
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Shoto Todoroki:
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Todoroki would find your strong quirk fascinating and would likely train with you to understand your abilities better.
The contrast between your imposing quirk and your gentle nature would intrigue him, leading to a deep appreciation for the complexity of your character.
He'd be supportive, offering a calm and steady presence, understanding that even those with powerful quirks need moments of tenderness.
Todoroki would love the times when you showcase your softer side, finding solace in the warmth you bring to his life.
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Izuku Midoriya:
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Izuku would be inspired by your strength and might even secretly use your achievements as motivation to push himself harder.
Initially, he might be a bit awestruck by your powerful quirk but would quickly come to appreciate the depth of your character beyond your abilities.
Midoriya would be genuinely fascinated by your dual nature, understanding that true heroism comes in many forms.
He'd support your softer side wholeheartedly, finding comfort in the balance of strength and kindness you bring to your relationship.
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Hitoshi Shinsou:
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Shinsou would be intrigued by the power of your quirk, recognizing the potential for greatness that lies within you.
The dichotomy between your formidable abilities and your sweet demeanor would make him curious, and he'd enjoy discovering the layers of your personality.
Shinsou, known for his understanding of people, would appreciate your authenticity, knowing that strength isn't always about force.
He'd cherish the moments when you let your guard down, feeling a sense of trust and connection that goes beyond the surface.
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nina-ya · 6 months
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i saw requests were open and GHFHHGGFF
what if… law x chubby reader but reader is insecure abt her body so she wears oversized sweaters n sh to hide her body but law like loves her body .,,.,. 😓😓😓 the law brainrot is real
i love reading ur fics pookie bear >w<
A/N: I feel you the Law brainrot is slowly ruining me day by day sjdks I HOPE YOU ENJOY POOKIE!!! Pairing: Law x chubby!reader CW: Themes of body insecurities. Law tries to make you feel better though. WC: 821 The crew had decided to make a stop on an island to refuel the submarine and everyone decided to indulge in some much-needed shopping. As soon as you all docked, everyone dispersed in different directions, and you found yourself walking alongside Law. The two of you walked into a shop that displayed a variety of items, relying on the honor system, with no shopkeeper in sight, and you and Law seemed to be the only patrons in the moment.
Law's eyes were immediately drawn to a collection of books, and he immersed himself in them, showing a clear fascination. You, on the other hand, wandered over to the clothing section, noting that the island's inhabitants had a fashion sense quite distinct from your own. The racks held an array of skin-tight dresses, revealing crop tops, and attire that starkly contrasted with your usual preference for oversized and baggy clothing.
You sifted through the garments, an expression of mild frustration growing on your face. The differences between your style and what was offered here were undeniable. Law sensed your inner turmoil and was about to ask what was bothering you. However, without a word, you sighed, your frustration noticeable, and you abruptly decided to step away from the clothing section. He followed closely behind you, his concern evident in his voice as he spoke up, "Hey, what was that about?"
You let out a frustrated sigh, feeling the need to vent your feelings. "It's nothing... but why does this store only sell clothes like... that?" Your voice carried a hint of exasperation.
Law quickly caught up to you, gently gripping your shoulders and turning you around to face him. "Hey, calm down. What are you talking about?" His tone was soothing, a genuine attempt to understand the source of your distress.
You tried to articulate your feelings but found it challenging to express your discomfort with the clothing in the store. "Those clothes, they're all so tight and small, and..." Your words trailed off as you struggled to make your point.
Law recognized your unease and let out a soft sigh. Taking you gently by the arm, he guided you in front of a nearby mirror. Standing behind you, he spoke in a hushed tone, "Can I?" His hands hovered at the hem of the sweater you were wearing, and you nodded in response.
"You know," he began, his hands slipping under your sweater, fingers tracing along your soft, plush curves, "I love the way you look." Slowly, he lifted your sweater, revealing a bit more of you to your reflection in the mirror. Embarrassment flooded you, and you averted your gaze.
Law gently brought one of his hands to gently turn your head back towards the mirror. "You see this?" he whispered into your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine. "You don't have to hide it. I love every bit of you."
His fingers continued their journey, gradually uncovering more of your skin. Each new revelation was accompanied by a trail of warmth and sensation, an intimate gesture meant to remind you that he adored every part of you.
Under Law's gentle guidance, piece by piece, you revealed the body you had tried to keep hidden for so long. It was a vulnerable and intimate moment, and as you became more comfortable, you couldn't help but notice the way Law looked at you. His eyes held nothing but adoration and appreciation for every curve, every inch of your being.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear, his voice filled with a tender sincerity. "You're perfect to me, every inch of you."
A wave of vulnerability washed over you, and you whispered, "I just don't really like the way I look..."
Law's fingers softly traced your form as he responded. "If it makes you feel any better, I love the way you look. You are stunning. And these clothes?" He tugged on your sweater for reference, "You don't need to hide behind them, not for me at least." His soothing words continued to wash over you.
"Even then, I adore the way you look dressed as you are now, and I will continue to think you are gorgeous whether you choose to change that or not. You can wear the biggest clothes, the smallest clothes, hell, you can wear no clothes at all, and it still would not change my mind. I love you. I am utterly infatuated with you and I hope you see that."
With every word, he made it clear that your body, your appearance, and your choices in clothing were all embraced and cherished by him. It was a powerful affirmation of love and acceptance, a reminder that you were perfect just the way you were, and that even if you did not quite love your own body, it served as a constant reminder that he does, and that love will never go away.
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