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fuwushiguro · 10 months

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Hi love! Your content is great and always makes my head spin🤤 I was wondering if you could maybe do fitness trainer Toji with a plush reader? Like you go to the gym wanting to slim down and ask for a trainer and before any of the other loser trainers can get to you, Toji steps in. He is constantly reassuring you the entire time And at the end of the session he just can’t resist from not touching you🥺🫶🏼 thank you in advance and I hope you have the best day possible!

I can literally imagine Toji quoting this in his head as he hears you talk negatively about your body (not proofed I'm lazy) warnings: chubby!reader, body issues, raw sex, slightly public, praise etc etc lmk if i missed any

"Huh?"

"I literally need a gym trainer who's going to help me look like a rake."

"I- what? A fuckin' rake? What are you talking about?"

"My boyfriend cheated on me, and of course the girl he slept with is tiny. He left me for her... I don't want him back but I want to prove a point!" you explain, looking at him with hopeful eyes, desperate for him to help with your mission.

He stared at you, and it scared you a little. You aren't sure if you've said something wrong or if he just had no interest in your tragic love life. But you can only assume he doesn't get many clients with this attitude.

"Fine, kid. But listen, I'm not helping you 'look like a rake'." he tells you.

"B-But..."

"I'll help you train. If you lose weight, whatever. If you gain muscle... I think that'll be a better revenge body to make your ex regret leaving you." he explains.

"O-Oh... really? Okay, I trust you."

He smirks at that.

It's not often he's trusted by women.

"I hate sit ups." you pant, breathlessly.

"It's your last set, just do it 'n then you can go home." he tells you, as he sits beside you drinking some water from his comically large bottle. By the size of it, you'd think he'd be the one who had been working out for the last hour.

"C'mere." he shuffles his body so that he's closer to you, positioning your legs and hips like you're weightless. "You might find it easier now. I'll stay here, gimme ten more."

"Ten?!"

"Do it."

You sigh, lying flat as you mentally prepare yourself for how bad your stomach is about to ache. Your cheeks fill as you blow out a puff of air. You're painfully aware of his eyes on you, and honestly, you're embarrassed. You begin to sit up again and again as you think about his incredible physique. About how he surely thinks the same way as your ex boyfriend.

Your eyes lock with his with ever sit up you perform, his hands grabbing your knees to keep you in place. Your noses almost touch and his eyes are filled with what you can only assume is disgust. You're humiliating yourself trying to make yourself appear more attractive to the male species.

"Aaaand done, good job, kid." he smiles at you, his small mouth scar pulling slightly as he does. "So, wanna make this a regular thing?"

You hold up a finger as you catch your breath, eventually nodding. He holds his hand out to you, helping you to your feet with ease. He walks away from you, tilting his head and indicating for you to follow. You aren't sure where he's taking you, but you follow mindlessly.

"My calendar is in my office, I'll get you booked in for a few sessions this month and then you can just give them your card details at the fron desk." he explains.

"Sure, sounds good." you smile, he walks into his office first and holds the door opening, closing it right after you come in. Your ears prick when you hear the door lock, but for whatever reason you don't feel alarmed.

The air is knocked from your lungs as you feel his hands on your waist, lifting you into the air and practically slamming you onto his desk.

"W-What are you doing?!" you gasp.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks, it's almost polite but not really. He's expecting one answer, and luckily for you you're nodding before you can think of declining. He hikes up your leg and squeezes your plush thigh as his lips connect with yours. "You're so soft... so fuckin' perfect."

"Shut up." you laugh, you try to kiss him again but he pulls away.

"I'm serious." he lifts your up your sports bra and tosses it aside, grabbing a handful of your large chest. He pushes you backwards so that your spine is flat against his desk, tugging off your leggings with no hesitation. He peppers kisses across your tender skin. Your thighs, your tummy, your heavy tits. "There's nothin' wrong with your body, y'know? Your ex is a fuckin' pussy."

Your body tenses up, feeling horrendously aware of how exposed your figure is and how he's examining you.

"I- I was too heavy for him." you pant, unsure whether to try and chat casually about it or make a run for your clothes and the exit. "I don't blame him."

"You weigh the same as paper to me, darlin'." he smirks, picking you up and making you wrap your legs around his waist. He slams you against the wall as you makeout heavily. "You want this cock? F-Feel how hard I am for ya?"

"P-Please. You're so big.. please fuck me." you beg. You paw at his shirt, desperate to feel the muscles that you could clearly see beneath.

His facial expression is almost menacing as he knows he's won, he's got you exactly where he wants you and you're begging for his cock. Thick fingers dig into malleable flesh, bruises of his name signed into your skin like a binding contract that you're his new favourite play thing.

"You're so fuckin' perfect, sweetheart. Love cute bodies like yours..." he tells you, staring into your eyes to catch your expression, grinning at the way your cheeks flush and a bead of sweat forms in your hairline.

"Aah! Ah, fuck.. 'h my god..." you moan, the embarrassment overwhelming you and the feeling of his heavy cock splitting you open making your heart race.

He begins a brutal pace, easily holding your body up with one muscular arm as he slams into you, his free hand tweaking your pert nipple. The way your eyes cross dumbly as he ruins your insides almost makes him blow his load on the spot.

"Too— mmmnn.." you moan, unable to form a coherent thought.

"Too what?" he laughs a little, "Too? Have I fucked you so stupid you already can't think? Oh sweetheart... think I'm in love." he tells you as he kisses your neck.

Your fingers scratch his back repeatedly and he can only his from the pain and pleasure of it all. He's happy to be marked by you, he's going to do the same to your insides after all.

"'m gonna cum, I'm— ah—!" your cunt tightens around him as you finish, and soon enough he's pressing his body as much as he can into yours, pinning you between him and the wall as his balls tighten and he paints your desperate, wanting walls.

You pant against each other, neither of you moving for a while. All you can bring yourself to do is catch your breath and stare into his jade coloured eyes. And eventually, he helps you down and offers you a towel before sitting at his desk and checking through his calendar.

"Are you free Friday night?" he asks.

"O-Oh, Toji, I'm too exhausted from that workout to even think about my next training session." you chuckle a little, wiping yourself down before collecting your scattered clothing.

"No, baby, I'm takin' you on a date." he smiles at you earnestly. "Perfect body, perfect pussy, and newly single. You're crazy if you think I'm not taking full advantage of the opportunity to make you mine."

#toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji smut #daddy toji #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut

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soggyriceee · 1 year

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Right Next Door | Simon Riley

| female!reader, Simon Riley, Public Sex, unprotected p in v, dirty talk cuz its smut |

summary: honestly I wrote this(took like two days) to try and stop the writers block so this might be shit, but Simon pulls you away during a meeting with the rest of 141 and fucks you right next door. a little bit of subby Simon(?) idk, dry humping

Simon was never one for public sex. he didnt like the idea of such an intimate moment between him and his lover being completely ruined. and he hated even more the idea of someone other than him seeing you naked, hearing those pretty little moans and whimpers. he wanted that to be something you both shared, and wanted it to remain a secret.

however, today was different. maybe it was how you styled your hair, or how tight that tank top looked. how your hot pink laced bra seeped through the thin cotton of the white tank top, your low rise jeans showing off your hips perfectly. or maybe it was your makeup. you looked different, a good different. a different that made him want to kick everyone out the room, bend you over and fuck you on the table where your captain sat now. his dick was painfully pressing against his pants and he couldnt wait anymore.

clearing his throat, he grabbed his phone and pretended to look at a text on it. "uhh if you'll excuse us, one of the rookies asked if we could go unlock his room door." Simon said, standing and gripping your forearm gently, pulling you up from your chair. looking up at him confused, you tried to speak but Price gladly did that for you. "isn't that a one person job, Riley?" he asked, tilting his head, a small smirk across his lips. however Simon ignored the question, quickly dragging you behind him.

"simon! thats a really important meeting." you told him as he shoved you right into the next room. he followed behind, locking the door and turning the blinds closed. " you think your cute, huh?" he said, turning to now face you, walking over in two strides. you tumbled back a bit, your hands resting on top of the desk behind you. "w-what?" you chuckled awkwardly, looking around the room. his hands gripped your hips and hoisted you up onto the table, a small yelp coming from you. "s-simon!" he quickly hushed you, pushing your legs open to stand between them. " wearing that fucking shirt.. that fucking bra. you're such a tease. bet you want Captain to see, don't you?" he mumbled, his hands moving up to your covered breasts, squeezing them.

you moaned at his sudden action, shaking your head quickly. "n-no Simon you know its laundry day." you quickly responded, trying to get him to look at you but he was too busy undressing you mentally, thinking of all the things he wanted to do to you. "fucking liar." he eventually mumbled before gripping the neckline of your shirt, pulling it apart. your jaw dropped, a bit of annoyance washing over you as this was unfortunately your only shirt you brought. cause why would you need another shirt? "Simon!" you gasped but his right hand quickly covered your mouth, his eyes finally meeting yours. "didn't I say be fucking quiet?" he growled, his other hand slapping the inner of your thigh. you moaned at the painful bliss, nodding quickly. "so then be quiet."

his eyes moved down to your covered breasts, faint hickeys littering the tops of your boobs. he smiled to himself at them, applauding his artwork. he removed his hand from your mouth, moving down to grip one of your boobs, feeling the squishy flesh in his hands. he loved them, was his favorite body part from you. he loved watching them bounce as he fucked you, thats why he often keeps his eyes shut during sex. looking at them bouncing would make him cum way to fast for his and your liking. he pulled his mask up to his nose before licking his lips.

"so fucking perfect.." he mumbled to himself, pulling the bra down slowly, watching your breast plop out, bouncing a bit. he moaned at the sight, feeling his dick twitch hard. he was sure the wet spot he felt in his pants was the pre cum. or maybe he really creamed his pants. he was growing more and more impatient, he needed you now. " I need to fuck you lovie.. you look so beautiful.. I cant wait till we're home." he whispered, leaning into your neck. he pressed a gentle kiss first, then a rough one. he sucked the skin between his teeth, nibbling the skin softly. a whimper left your lips, your hands gripping the edge of the table. "s-simon~" you breathed out, your eyes fluttering closed.

he let out, what you argue, was a whimper, his hips beginning to jut into you. his lips still worked on making those red marks along your neck, slowly forcing you to lay down on the table. his thrusts grew more needy, completely dry humping you against the table at this point. it was deeply embarrassing for him. he never, ever, showed his need in such a desperate way before. he always kept it hidden, wanting you to show your wild side a bit more. but he needed you, now. and you found it more than hot. the way his moans grew in pitch and consistency the more he rammed into you. "are you close daddy?" you whispered in his ear, his head lodged into your neck, hands wrapped around your waist. he groaned, a small nod coming from him.

never had he thought or imagined himself cumming in his pants, especially not from dry humping. especially not with his team right next door. but he couldn't help it, the way you'd meet his hips half way, adding to the friction against his tip. his teeth sank into your skin as he felt warmth fill the middle section of his pants, pretty little whimpers leaving him. his grip on you loosened, his chest heaving heavily. he lifted his head from your neck, a bright red filing the color of his face. you smiled up at him from below, cupping his cheeks. "that was so cute." you whispered, looking down at his pants.

"s-shut up." he groaned, hands already working at removing your jeans. he was quick to drop them to the floor, your panties quickly coming after. "need to fuck you.. for real." he said, falling to his knees. his arms wrapped around your thighs as he jerked your body forward, his lips quickly latching to your clit. you gasped at his quickness, your head falling off the edge of the table. his tongue moved in circles against your clit, humming softly at how your body reacted to him. "gotta be quiet baby.." he said from below, looking up at you through your thighs. you tried to muster out an 'okay' but the way his lips moved against your pussy, all you could do was slam your hand over your mouth, silencing your moans.

his right hand slowly moved up your thigh to your entrance, two fingers slowly sliding into you. your thighs squeezed around his head harder, only earning a growl from below. "s-simon~" you whimpered into your hand, your eyes squeezed shut. his fingers moved quicker, curling up the second he found that soft, squishy g spot. "fuck this pussy.. so fucking good." he moaned, pulling your labia gently.

if Simon was good at anything other than combat, it was eating your pussy. it was like he was the God of pussy eating. and what was most embarrassing was the others knew too. you knew, Simon didn't. a few months back, Gaz had walked into your bedroom by mistake, catching Simon between your legs completely devouring your pussy. it was embarrassing, but also really hot. so now, whenever the guys see Simon and you together, they always ask Simon, "did you have cat for dinner?"

stupid, immature joke really. and Simon got very annoyed with their childish antics, but also because he was so genuinely confused. the jokes didnt stop at him, your female friends on the base came up and asked you about a week after getting caught how good it feels, to make Simon talk to their boyfriends. you were sure Simon knew, but he wanted to protect your embarrassment similarly to how you wanted to protect his.

your hands gripped his shoulders, feeling his tongue dive deep into your hole, replacing his fingers that now worked against your clit. "f-fuck daddy.. keep going~" you whined, grinding your pussy onto his face. one thing about Simon, he loved loved loved sloppy head. giving or receiving. he wanted spit, your juices, his cum whatever it was everywhere. so when you began to grind your face harder onto him, he let out almost an animalistic growl, pulling you closer onto him. "thats it baby, fuck my face. feel good for me." he moaned below, looking up at your body as it jerked and twitched.

you went cross eyes as he went back to sucking on your clit, adding his two fingers back in your hole. at this pace, you were bound to coat his face in cum and were beyond worried at the noise you'd soon be making. but Simon didnt care. not this time at least. something about fucking you next door while important meetings were happening was thrilling to him, made him grow hard in his pants, the cool wet spot nor pressing against his tip. "d-daddy..m'gonna c..cum" you cried, hands going back to gripping the edge of the table. "come on princess. fucking cum.. show daddy how good you feel" he said, his grip on your tightening.

his praises kept coming and soon, your cum covered his lower face, his lips leaving open mouthed kisses on your pussy as you came down from the high, occasionally sucking your clit. your body twitched above him, your hand practically suffocating you as you tried to silence those whimpers. he rose from between your legs, licking his lips clean of your cum. "so fucking tasty baby. makes me wanna fuck that tight little cunt of yours on this table. you want that?" he asked, unbuckling his pants, his hard on springing free. his tip was still slightly wet from the little incident in his pants, more pre cum pooling at the tip. it was beyond hot, and you subconsciously spread your legs apart. "please daddy~" you cooed, looking up at him innocently.

he cursed under his breath, pumping his dick. " say it again baby." he whispered, moving his tip up and down your pussy. "please daddy, please fuck me~ im so desperate for it daddy pl- fuck!" his hips slammed into yours before you could even finish your sentence. his hand was quick to find your throat, pulling out before slamming back in. " so fucking sexy baby. so fucking desperate." he moaned, his free hand gripping your boob. your legs were quick to find his hips, hugging him closer. "fuck daddy you feel s-so good!" you cried out, no longer ashamed of the people next door.

usually, Simon would be very anxious about that. but now, he didnt care. he wanted them to hear. his hips moved quicker into you, looking at your boobs bounce. as much as he told himself not to look, he was beyond horny and wanted to cum inside you so. fucking. bad. "taking my cock so fucking well baby.. gonna fuck my kids in you.. get you fucking..fucking pregnant with the boys next door." he groaned, almost too loud.

you clenched around him, your pussy pulling him back in every time he slid out. he was obsessed. the way your pussy squelched every time he slid back in, your pussy clenching around him every thrust. the way your whimpered 'daddy', clutching his arms. " k-keep going daddy im so cl..close~" you cried out, your back arching off the table. "im not fucking stoping baby, gonna keep fucking this wet pussy" he groaned, holding your hips down on the table, moving his hips at the same fast, deep pace.

the table began to shake with each thrust Simon gave you, only adding to the hotness of the situation. his head fell back into your neck, muffling the whimpers that came from him, his dick twitching inside you. he was close and he was trying his hardest to hold back. "s-shit baby im close.. gonna fill this pussy up.. make y-you walk back into that meeting fucking.. stuffed with my cum" he groaned, his grip on your growing tighter.

the knot in the pit of your stomach let loose, Simons hand quickly finding your mouth to silence the loud whimpers that slipped from you. his teeth dug into your skin yet again, his breath hitching as he shot his cum into you, quiet quiet whimpers coming from him. your legs tightened around his waist, wanting all of his cum inside. he gave slow thrusts, fucking his cum back into the deepest parts of you. your eyes rolled back, relaxing on the table. "s..shit." he whispered, hugging your body as he softened inside you.

"w-where can I get a shirt?" you mumbled, peeling your eyes open slowly. he slid out, watching a small amount of cum come out you. " here. take my hoodie." he said, standing up and off the table, pulling the large hoodie off him. under, was a tight white shirt and his dog tag. "they're probably about done in there. lets go get some food, yea?" he said, pulling you up slowly and helping you with the hoodie.

you smiled at the gesture, nodding. when you had it on you looked up at him, smiling. " we should do this more." you winked, fixing your bra over the hoodie. "dont count on it." he quickly replied, helping you off the table. he grabbed a paper towel, cleaning some of the mess that was on the table, and the rest that slid down your leg. pulling his mask back down, he took your hand, placing a soft kiss. " if the boys ask, you walk away from them." he said, walking to the door and slowly opening it. sure enough, Gas and Soap waited outside, resting against the wall.

" sir. I dont believe the dorms are in there." Gas said, tilting his head to the side, a small smirk on his face. Ghost was quick to turn away from them, speeding away from the both as they made the same joke they always did,

" I guess he had cat for lunch."

| I honestly hope you guys like this, I just have a random surge of writers block. I have so many drafts but I cannottttt seem to like them or like the theme so I really hope this was okay for you guys. feedback is always welcomed xoxo |

#cod #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #call of duty fan fiction #Simon Riley x reader #ghost x reader #Simon Riley smut #ghost smut

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blueclownsworld · 5 months

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"I do care." — Levi Ackerman x gn reader part 3

Content & possible warnings: secretly not secretly soft Levi, gender neutral reader, Erwin and his love advice (again), some swearing/curse words, fluff

Plot: continuing the story from earlier parts, you and Levi are trying to figure out what you are to each other.

Author's note: Thankyou for everyone who liked the earlier parts <3 This is possibly the last part, hopefully you'll enjoy !! (sorry for taking long w it)

Levi lead you to his room and sat you down on his bed. You took a note on how his room was really well-kept and clean, as always.

Not a long after he served tea for the both of you. Levi's tea was the best, you knew that for sure.

"Thank you", you said and paused. "Not just for the tea."

Subtle smile appeared on Levi's face at your words, "I should be the one thanking you."

After the small conversation you sat next to each other in silence for a while, simply enjoying the tea and company of each other. Even though you didn't speak, the silence felt oddly comfortable and you didn't feel the need to break it.

It was just you and him, enjoying each other's presence as the night arrived. It was welcomed moment of peace in the chaotic life of a soldier. And before you noticed it, you had fallen asleep on Levi's bed.

Levi looked at you with pure affection as you were asleep. It was a look he never showed to others.

"You fell asleep, huh?" Levi whispered more to himself, slight smile on his face. He contemplated wether to let you stay there or carry you to your room instead. He decided that you two sleeping in the same bed was out of question, especially since he wasn't sure what you would think of it.

You ended up getting carried to your room in Levi's arms as you remained well-asleep. He gently laid you down on your bed and pulled the blanket over you.

"Goodnight", He whispered before leaving.

The next day:

You were eating breakfast by yourself, thinking of yesterday. You had no memory of walking to your room, yet it didn't seem likely that Levi would have carried you to your room, right? He wouldn't do that, why would he? Surely you had walked on your own, you just had shitty memory as always.

And now this slightly overthinking mind of yours was thinking of something over and over, even though you could have solved it by asking a simple question from Levi. But you didn't.

Few tables away from you there were Levi, Erwin and others eating breakfast as well. Levi was thinking about yesterday too and his steady gaze was on you, though you were unaware of it as you tried to focus on the conversation going on in your table.

"Well, did you take my advice?" Erwin asks as he notices the way Levi looks at you. Something was clearly different, this time he didn't try to hide the shine in his eyes as he watched you.

"It's not your business", Levi replies bluntly, not moving his gaze from you. He was bothered by the situation. Did you realise what happened yesterday? Did you mind?

"What happened?" Erwin asks, he was not going to give up that easily.

"I don't know. I'm not sure where we are", Levi finally answers.

This caused Erwin to raise his eyebrows in surprise, it's not often Levi was this open about things in his life, even though it was relatively small.

"You'll figure it out, together. If you're worrying, you should just talk with them", Erwin advices.

Erwin and his love advice, again.. Levi silently cursed the other man.

I'll consider it", Levi sighs. As if it was that easy to just talk to you, out of all people. Levi was worried of saying something wrong and ruining the situation, that's why he barely spoke yesterday. He wasn't the most experienced with love.

Erwin nods at Levi's answer, not continuing on the subject further. He knew Levi wasn't exactly and open book, and this was were he drew the line.

Later:

You were sitting in the hallway, reading a book as you had day-off today. You were pretty much lost on the book, unaware of your surroundings until you got interrupted.

"I've read that", familiar low voice said and you noticed someone sitting down next to you.

You looked to your side and your eyes met his, you couldn't help but to notice how close he suddenly was. If you leaned in a bit, your lips would meet each other too.

Honestly, what the hell were you thinking.. You still weren't sure what he thought of you, and you didn't remember how you got to your room yesterday.

"No one told you staring is bad?" Levi asked with amused voice as he noticed your stare. "What's so fascinating about me?"

"Oh, uhh..", your mind froze. What were you thinking?

Levi didn't say a word more, clearly expecting you to explain yourself. Or atleast form a proper sentence.

"This might sound odd, but.. How did I get to my room yesterday? I genuinely don't remember", you finally ask.

"Uhm.." It was Levi's turn to be uncomfortable as he thought of his next words. "I had to carry you. You fell asleep and I didn't have the heart to wake you up."

Your eyes widened as he confirmed your theories. "Really..?"

"Yes", Levi simply nodded.

"Sorry. You didn't have to, you could have woken me up", you quickly apologize as the embarassment took the best of you.

"I didn't mind it. If I may say, you looked good in my arms", Levi admits with quieter voice and glances away from you.

You were at a loss of words.

You had expected anything but that.

What was going on..?

"Anyway, you probably want to continue that book of yours", Levi said after a moment as he didn't hear a response from you. He thought he had fucked up as you remained silent.

But when he tried to stand up, you grabbed his hand. "I prefer you."

Levi's heart felt like it could jump out of his chest at any moment, and maybe it would. He didn't care. He sat down next to you again, gently letting go of your hand to place his on your cheek without thinking any further.

"What are we?" he asked before leaning closer.

"I don't know", you whispered as his lips got dangerously close to yours and you could feel his breath on your face.

"Then, may I?" Levi asked softly, brushing strand of hair out of your face. He was tired of pretending he didn't want this.

Your heart was beating way too fast by now, and so was his. You both had been waiting for this so long.

You smiled. "You may."

Levi leaned closer and his lips met yours.

Both of you closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around each other as the kiss continued. He caressed your hair and lower back while kissing you softly and you felt like melting in his arms. You had been waiting for this, but you never thought it would really happen. It was perfect.

Eventually Levi pulled away and looked at you with unmistakable amount of affection in his eyes. "This is what I'd like for us to be."

~The end.~

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faeflowerz · 1 year

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The First Years Crushing on their Upperclassman (PT 1)

I think it'd be cute. Besides, the first years are absolutely adorable and I would die for them. I would. They're honestly my favorite group bc of how well they play off of each other.

Warnings: Characters thirsting for people older than them, Me thirsting for anime boys in general

Characters: Deuce, Ace, Jack

Deuce having a crush on his upperclassmen would be pretty adorable. He's already fidgety around girls so when he's got a crush on someone, it will show. He remembers how it happened. Deuce was running late for homeroom and crashed into you, sending all your stuff scattering to the floor. He's apologizing over and over again as he helped you pick everything up. Then, he bowed and you giggled. Deuce is so serious sometimes and you find it cute. You patted his head, letting your hand linger just a bit as you considered how soft his silky hair is. "It's fine, sweetie."

From there, he's a mess any time he interacts with you. Sweaty, blushy, tongue tied, the works. You'd think it was a romance anime with the way he's acting.

"U-uh, senpai, I w-wanted to ask if...you could tutor me sometime? I mean...well..."

"Senpai! I g-got this from the Mystery Shop! You don't have to accept it if...huh? You will?"

"If...you're not busy...I have a track meet after school...if you'd like to come..."

Yes, our usually bold n brash recovering delinquent is really into you. And you stand there smiling and waiting patiently for him to make it through his sentences. You've started to crush on him too, actually. He's always so passionate and earnest and admittedly, you had been checking him out long before you officially met. It's Deuce that confesses first, but he blurts it out as if he'd explode if he didn't.

Ace is shameless with his crush on Senpai. We expect nothing less from him. His boyish charm is insanely attractive and it carries him for the most part. Light brushes of your arm, winking at you and some other stuff I'm sure he asked his brother for advice on. He's had a gf before so this should be easy, right? Right?

HAH! His senpai is going to make him work for it. You volley back a lot of his flirting, and when you're unexpectedly playing the same game, he's speechless. Your touches linger, you get into his personal space, you talk to him like he's a clumsily little boy. It's all maddening and exciting to him.

"Ace, you know better than to talk to me like that. Did you talk to your lil girlfriend that way too?" You purr softly as you tug lightly on his tie. Now, he's blushing so hard that his heart tattoo nearly matches the rest of his face. Personally, I hc that ADeuce are into older people/attractive to older people respectively. Like I said, their boyish personalities are just too fuckin cute.

Ah, anyways, Ace is speechless and it's you who finally confesses. He's your new pet and training him is the best part of your relationship.

Jack crushes on his upperclassmen and it's literally puppy love. He thinks the way you carry yourself is inspirational. You breeze through the school with your head held high and secretly, Jack thinks youre cooler than Leona. When you brush past him once, he's particularly interested in the way you smell. I think he's into scents. He's gotta be. Anyway, if it's shampoo, cologne or just your natural body, Jack is really really into it. So much so that he knows where you are pretty often. Sometimes he follows you or his tail wags when he's doing something else. Like, literally you turn the corner before he comes into the hallway and his ears are alert and he's sniffing the air. Very low key about it though.

So the period goes fine until you're listening to instructions. Jack's by your side and Vargas is going on and on. You're bored to tears until you feel something twhap twhap twhapping on your butt. You nearly jump out of your skin until you realize that nobody's behind you. Is it a ghost? They like to bother people during gym the most.

He must get closer to you. The scant scent trails aren't enough. When you officially meet, its through a crossover class for PE. You're not abysmal, but having a good buddy for the period would be essential. Before you can assess who you want, Jack is awkwardly standing next to you. "Do you...need a partner?" And when you say yes, you see his eyes light up. Was he...surprised that you agreed?

Until you subtly glance behind you. Jack's tail is hitting you! Its so fucking cute that you stifle a laugh. He heard you and it clicks that he was thumping your ass. Once Vargas shuts up, Jack is trying to find a way to apologize to you but you stopped him. "It's alright, I'm not upset. Besides, it makes me happy to see you excited. You like being around me, don't you?"

"...Yeah...I kind of do..." when you reach out to pat his head, he's surprised and extremely flustered. "H-huh?!"

"You're such a good boy, Jack. I like being around you too." From there, you seal the deal even though he sort of confesses first.

#twisted wonderland #twst #faes drabbles #ace trappola #jack howl #deuce spade #twst x reader #reader insert #ace trappola x reader #jack howl x reader #deuce spade x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #yumejoshi #yumedanshi #writing

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ooo-yeah-baby · 1 year

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Wandering Eyes

Yan!Gilbert Blythe x f!reader

I only write sfw, not proof read, noncon hugging/forced hug, feel free to send requests

Gilbert has always been nice. He has always been well liked and popular. There have never been noticeable flaws in him.

You didnt know him very well. It's not like you were strangers, you just never really got a chance to talk to one another. Which was why it was so weird when you began to notice him stealing glances at you *every so* very often.

The glances quickly turned into staring. You thought there was something wrong with you at first. Maybe you had something in your hair or your clothes were messed up. As it continued happening you began to think you were being conceited.

But you could feel his eyes burning the back of your head. Especially that day.

At lunch you sat with the other girls in your little nook, whispering about unimportant topics. You sat by the window.

It got to the topic of boys, like it always did. You didn't have much interest in the conversation. It usually began with someone bringing up a boy and Ruby saying how sad and handsome he his. You decided it was best to just tune it out this time around.

Of course when you're not paying attention to one thing you're paying attention to another.

Gilbert. You could see him peeking at you from the space in the sheet that Dianna and Anne had put up. "Why was he staring? What did he want? Its creepy." You fidgetted with your dress as you tried not to make it obvious that you were uncomfortable.

Suddenly you felt a hand clasp yours.

"Are you okay, y/n?" Anne said, bumping you from your panicked state.

"Huh? Oh- yeah. I'm fine. Thank you, Anne," you smiled and squeezed her hand.

Truthfully, you were irked.

After school you hurried to get your things and ran after Gilbert.

"Blythe!" You yelled as you approached him.

"Y/n?" He said turning to you, a light blush reaching his cheeks. "W-what is it? Is everything okay?"

"No. It's not." You stopped in front of him. "Why do you keep staring at me?" You lunged directly into the topic. "Did I do something? Do you have something to tell me? If you do then say it!"

Gilbert was flustered. It took him a moment before he sputtered something out.

"No! You didn't do anything!" He grabbed your hand, tracing his finger around your palm as he looked at it. A shy smile grew on his face.

"Then why are you staring at me?" You quirked a brow, now being more confused than ever.

"Well, I guess there's no use hiding it." He shrugged. He intertwined his fingers in yours and began walking, of course you followed, warily, he was practically dragging you.

You got a ways away from the school before he finally piped up. "Y/n, you aren't courting anyone? Are you?" He asked. You felt his thumb rub against the back of your hand. You shook your head in response.

You could see his eyes twinkle. "Well... I'd like to," he swallowed mid sentence, "court you."

"What?" You stopped walking. Gilbert looked worried. "Gilbert, I'm flattered but... I mean, we don't even really know each other."

You felt his grip on your hand tighten. For a second Gilbert looked panicked but he brushed it off with a nervous laugh and a smile.

"Of course we know each other! We've been going to school together for years." He rubbed the back of his neck. He could tell you weren't budging and that he was making you uncomfortable but he also didn't know if he'd ever get a chance like this again.

"Gilbert, I'm sorry but I can't court you. Now, please, let go of my hand." You began to pull back your hand but he wouldn't let go.

"N-no!" He pulled you closer to him and grabbed your free hand. His breathing became erratic. "You don't mean that. I mean, how could you mean that? I've never done anything wrong. How could you not like me?"

"Gilbert you're scaring me!" You struggled in his grasp but he pulled you in for a hug.

"Y/n I love you."

"Gilbert you're delusional! We barely know each other!" You squirmed against him but he wouldn't budge on his hold.

He didn't respond. He was hugging you so tight that you could feel his body heat. His breath brushed the place between your neck and the shoulder of your dress.

"Gilbert if you don't let go I'm going to scream." You spoke firmly as you pushed on his chest.

He didn't let go though. Maybe he was testing whether you'd actually do it. Maybe he didn't hear you, too wrapped up in the feeling of him having you in his arms, wrapped up in him.

He didn't want to let go.

"Scream then." His grip tightened as he waited for your response. A smile grew on his face after basking in the few seconds of silence.

#gilbert blythe #gilbert blythe x reader #anne with an e #anne of green gables #yandere gilbert blythe #yandere #yandere concept #yandere x reader #yandere sfw

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obese4haechan · 1 year

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The After Party.

pairings: fratboy!haechan x shy!reader

genre: smut a bit of fluff <3

warnings: reader smokes weed and drinks alcohol with haechan, protected sex! haechan and the reader are basically both switches.

wc: 2800-2700 ish

note: THE NEW AYO TEASER PHOTOS literally sparked an idea in my brain. FRAT LMFAO. some songs i'd recommend while reading are Her way by PartyNextDoor, Wine Pon You Doja Cat, and Slow Down Bobby V. i hope u enjoy it! 🫶🏽

You were so damn sick of studying, college genuinely was not what you were expecting growing up but you learned to adjust to the environment. Constant all nighters, having no money, horrible teachers, and the drug deals around campus. Not to mention the cliques, you thought cliques would be left alone in high school but god it's almost as if it had gotten worse. One of the worst being the frats, you couldn't put into words how much you hated all 9 of those boys. They were just so icky and annoying though you've never gotten to know them, you figured distance was best. Half of the girls around campus had already been knocked up or at least in some sort of relationship with one of them, you'd often hear gossip about the boys in the bathroom from girls who couldn't notice your presence. And of course even your roommate's (which were your best friends) were so damn obsessed with them, "Cmon y/n, you gotta find at least one of em cute?" your best friend Imani groaned. Imani was on the cheer team not necessarily apart of any clique's just very known, so obviously she'd spoken to the boys before. "Shit if she doesn't I do." the other girl laughed, "Well I mean.. HOW I COULD I NOT.. it's just they're so corny.." you stuttered as the girls smirked at you. "What?" you said confused. "You definitely are feeling one of them." Imani snickered, "So who?" You couldn't think of his name off the top of your head, "You know... the one with the moles and babyface." you asked. "OH MY GOD Y/N." Imani snorted, "What?" you yelled smiling. both girls fell over on the loveseat stomachs hurting from laughter, Imani gained her strength and sat up "You like Donghyuck."

Donghyuck. his name was Donghyuck, during class you honestly couldn't get your mind off of him. "I mean i've never heard any girls talking about how good his sex was" you thought to yourself. He really was cute, every time you saw him he was either smiling, cracking jokes, or keeping to himself. "Y/n? answer for number seven?" you had snapped out of your daydream, "W-w Huh?" your professor glared at you, you could've sworn this man hated you or could just tell when you were most vulnerable. You had a high C in his class but he honestly sucked at teaching and you'd never blame yourself over a shitty teacher. "I said could you give me the answer to number seven." you immediately sat up staring at the projector screen "Uhm.." you knitted your eyebrows and squinted your eyes "x/4 sir." you heard a voice behind you speak "Thank you young man looks like y/n's mind is a bit scrambled." your professor joked, you didn't laugh at all in fact it was humiliating.

The bell rung and you nearly sprinted out of class "Hey!" someone screamed, the school was so damn loud you didn't even think about anyone calling for you. There were definitely FAST footsteps behind you so you instinctively turned around and you were met with the Donghyuck that was in your head all period. "How didn't I know he was in my class? I mean there are at least over one hundred students but." you thought, "Oh uhm.. I just wanna say thank you for that back there." He was thanking you? "Why?" you asked. "I mean number seven was the only one I had even tried to do and he's been on my case this entire unit, you saved my ass more than you know to be honest." he smiled keeping the strongest eye contact, you were trying so hard to keep calm, not get flustered, don't smile. "Oh it's okay really thank yo-" a group of eight boys came marching up behind the boy, he turned around was and then back to you "You can call me Hyuck." he smiled. "Haechan's finally getting game it looks like?" one of the tall boys said, "Haechan? who's Haechan?" you asked. "Well Haechan is the one you were just talking to pretty, and i'm Yuta." you flinched at the nickname, "Well yeah that's so awesome i'll get going!" you said ironically, trying to get away any moment you could before Imani caught you talking to the men you despised. "W-wait." Haechan stuttered following you, you turned around "Do you think you could come to our house party tonight?" he asked. You honestly thought about it, drinks, fun music and maybe weed. You honestly needed a distraction and a house party sounded good. "Before you give me an excuse there's no homework until next week even if there is lemme do it for you, cmon love." Haechan stuck his hands into his pockets tilting his head to the side. God he was doing things to you, "Well I guess so i'd have to ask my friend.. if you don't mind her coming." you held eye contact with him as long as you could, "Deal." he smirked, "Don't worry about the address I promise you'll know where it is." Haechan said walking backwards with his hands still in those stupid pockets, he still was just so corny.

"So you're telling me he invited you to a party?" Imani shouted outside of the dorm, "God yes shout a little louder.." you groaned "Sorry... but ARE YOU GOING?" she screamed once inside the dorm. "Yes... I am, I asked if i could bring you as well and he said yeah." you said slipping out of your Ugg boots "Girl we literally have to get ready right now." Imani ran to her side of the room, "Whyyyyy.. I'm so tired." you said as you jumped onto the bed. "Get your tired ass up y/n I literally need to be intoxicated." Imani grabbed something skimpy out of her closet. "So you're gonna go looking like that and all you wanna do is drink or smoke?" you laughed as you got up. Imani always knew how to dress and do her makeup well for the occasion, she was kinda god sent. "I meannnnn that one named Johnny really is cute, i've spoken to him a couple times i'd say we're associates he's a sweetheart." Imani blushed, "Oh please don't break a sweat we have to get dressed." you rolled your eyes. "Y/n bitch DONT."

You and imani had took an Uber to the house it wasn't very packed just yet, a few cars and music already jumping. You two walked inside arm to arm, there they were. All of the boys were on the couch "Imaniii!" Johny yelled at as he got up to hug her. "Associates my ass." you thought, and then you saw him sat on the couch legs spread hand placed on his thigh which was covered by his white jeans he was deep into his phone until more guests came and he looked up to catch you staring at him. "Heyyy!! it's the pretty girl from my chem class, c'mere." Haechan said patting against the spot beside him, you walked over and sat down you were both so close as you sat next to the arm of the couch. "Hi." you spoke a bit quietly intimidated with how close you two were, "You comfortable?" Haechan asked putting his phone down and giving you undivided attention. "Mhm.. my name's Y/n by the way." you smiled to him, "Oh I know." Haechan smirked. "How? I never even told you." you questioned, "I have my ways." he cockily said. "Mhm sure." you laughed, "Do you want something to drink?" Haechan asked as he sat up "Yeah yeah anything with alcohol please." you smiled looking up into his eyes "You're so cute." he said before walking away. You will admit that you had butterflies definitely he looked so damn good nevertheless he smells amazing as well. You looked around for Imani when you saw she was already touching all over Johnny, "Shes about to have sex within the first hour.. shes not even drunk yet." you thought to yourself giggling out loud. Haechan came back with your drinks before he sipped his you asked to take his instead, naturally he didn't hesitate. "Already wanting to drink my things we aren't even together yet." he teased "Yours just looks better." you teased back. Maybe this was flirting I mean anything he did had an effect on you, when he looked deep into your eyes it made you feel so good you wanted to always feel like that.

The alcohol had begun to kick in you asked Haechan if any of the boys had weed and if he smoked, he answered yes to both. Imani had completely disappeared with Johnny you assumed she was probably fucking him by now or took off somewhere, but you knew to text her. After Haechan got some you asked if you two could smoke upstairs away from the noise, he agreed. You both walked into a bedroom as Haechan closed the door behind you two, He began to roll up. "You ready y/n?" he sat beside you taking out a lighter, you nodded your head as Haechan took the first drag. He coughed and cursed after inhaling the drug he was so adorable, he gave you the joint as you began to smoke it as well. "Hm, no coughing you must be a pro?" Haechan teased "No no no.. not at all, just really needed this thank you." you giggled as you hiccuped "You know when you couldn't answer that question in class.. I was so relieved." he said taking a long slow hit. "Hmm why?" you asked in confusion, he scooted so close the both of your legs were touching "I'd been wanting you for the longest time." he calmly said handing you the blunt "What?" you coughed, the first time you coughed ever since you two had been in this room Haechan laughed at that. "What do you mean what? I said what I said." You were so close you could see the pores in his skin, "I- i just wasn't expecting that out of you, you seem like the innocent one out of all your friends.." you teased "Innocent? I haven't even done anything to you yet." he inched a bit closer to you. "Yet, you think im that easy Donghyuck?" you whispered taking another hit, "Easy? no. Attracted to me? yes." he whispered back. Haechan took the blunt out of your hand staring at you, the tension was enough to make you go absolutely insane.

"If you're not so easy let me shotgun you." He said with knitted brows, you honestly started to blush you've never been shotgunned before whenever you smoked it was with your best friends. "Are you too scared?" he asked, "Of course not.." you quickly said. "Alright love." he said as he took a long hit, then flicking the blunt out of his hand he grabbed your face and put his lips onto yours. He was holding his breath for so long he began to moan into your mouth. Smoke going down your throat and out of your nose, Your hands began to travel lower down his body. You didn't even stop kissing him until he pulled his shirt off, his skin was so warm and soft. He moaned and whined into your mouth as you moved against his crotch. "Something told me you'd be a tease." he whined, you put your mouth against his neck kissing and sucking onto the skin the way he jerked up you assumed it was a sensitive spot of his. You sucked on his neck leaving marks as you dry humped his crotch, once you sucked his neck leaving wet spot's you'd blow cold air onto it. "Fuck Y/n.. I really can't take this" Haechan said, "What do you mea-" he cut you off as you were about to tease him more. Haechan took you in his mouth, tongues meeting each other the distinct taste of alcohol and weed made you go ballistic. He made sure to keep your tongue in one spot with his teeth leaving you confused as he began to suck your tongue hard and sloppy, that earned a whimper out of you. Haechan let go of your tongue with a loud pop noise, lifting your skirt as you sat straddling him. "I really want you to sit on my face right now Y/n." he said staring into your eyes, you couldn't hold eye contact when he was speaking like that "O-oh okay.." you stuttered. Face sitting something else you've never done you thought it's pretty self explanatory, "Can I take your panties off?" Haechan asked. "Yes.. of course." you sat on his bare chest as he reassured you about all of your worries. "You ready now, love?" he said rubbing circles into your thighs, "Mhm." you began to pull yourself up to his face. "Baby I said sit on it not sit over it." Haechan said causing you to look down, "I'm sorry!.. but are you sure I won't like suffocate you?" you asked. "Yes! now sit down." he laughed, you sat down like he asked and immediately began to moan.

Haechan was licking over your clit before just sucking it, then dragging his tongue across your cunt. You grabbed his black hair starting to guide yourself, Haechan smirked at this hoping you felt more comfortable. "Mm- god! Donghyuck it feels too good." you weren't getting that much of a response so you began to lift yourself a bit more, until Haechan slammed you back down "So pretty and warm." he moaned muffled against your pussy. The amount things you were feeling at once was pure ecstasy, the butterflies, the alcohol, marijuana and the boy between your legs. You slowly rode his face constantly whining and shaking, strangely still holding eye contact with Haechan. God he was so hard he felt like he would just bust out of his pants any moment, you were getter closer you could feel it so could Haechan. "Come on, baby" he moaned as your pace quickened, "F-fuck donghyuck I'm really close." you whined it felt too good. "Then let go for me pretty." you couldn't hold anything in after that cumming on his face with a slight scream then moving to lay on the side of him, "I love how you sound when you cum." he said rubbing circles into your back. "It's your turn Donghyuck." you said jumping on top of him "Do you have a condom?" you asked him, "In my back pocket yeah." Haechan pulls it out and pulls his pants down. The tip was a quite red and there was precum dripping out of it his dick had somewhat of a curve in it, you had gotten ten times hornier. You grabbed his cock and began to sink on to it making his nails dig into your sides, "Fuck baby, so tight." he whined. Your head was thrown into the crook on his neck, the curve of his cock hit every angle just right. You began to slowly move "Mm.. so full Donghyuck." you said kissing at his neck, you were going at a torturing pace for him. "Babygirl I can't do this slow." Haechan said grabbing your hips as he started to ram into you. "F-..Fuck!" you yelped, completely unable to speak it felt way too good Haechan was so big the stretch was burning. "Oh just take it I know you can take this dick." he moaned shoving a finger into your mouth. You kept clenching, he knew you were close. "Just look at you, fuck." he groaned slapping your ass making you squeal. "Y/n, show me your face." he demanded, "W-Why?" you questioned he was talking to you while he was still fucking into you. "I wanna see that pretty face when you make me cum." That honestly did it, you squeezed so tight around Haechan whimpering his name as he came inside the condom moaning your name. You both sat there panting the silence was comfortable Haechan's heart was beating extremely fast, his little breaths were as cute as ever. "Y'know you're the only one that calls me Donghyuck and it doesn't piss me off." he says looking into your eyes and giving you a gentle kiss, "Are you thirsty? hungry? bathroom? cuddle? or.. we can forget this never happened whatever makes you most comfortable Y/n your benefit matters most to me because we....." you had honesty zoned out, Haechan was adorable. You pulled him in with a kiss "Oh shut up I'd love to keep our relationship going After The Party."

#haechan #nct 127 smut #nct smut #haechan x reader #lee donghyuck #donghyuck drabbles #nct dream #nct dream smut

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wopfedra · 5 months

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Please stop telling us what shit is and let us discover 😭

I get that the limited time is annoying, but too much exposition is just told :(

Last week a friend and I were talking about how easy the Lotus Hotel bit would be. Take out the 3min exposition at the beginning where they just tell you "Oh no, it's the Lotus Hotel" and put it to the end, there would literally be NO change in the time of the episode, just let them discover "Oh shit, we keep forgetting -WAIT THERE WAS THIS THING ABOUT LOTUS IN MYTHOLOGY WE NEED TO LEAVE!" Like:

We literally have the same thing going on: they enter the Hotel, need to find Hermes, split up. P&A meet with Hermes, Grover meets Augustus and is like "Huh, what's going on -WAIT" but he dismisses/forgets his line of thought. Back to A&P who had the conversation w/Hermes, then we get the "Let's get Grover - wait, who's Grover" convo, they look at each other, realise sth is wrong, find Grover, leave Hotel. THEN we get the explanation on wtf happened. See, no extra time needed, just some rearranging.

Now this episode again, what WAS this opening. You could've just left him out completely, if you just dump all the exposition on us about the dude anyway and he literally plays NO relevance to the plot of the episode.

I liked the rest of the episode, I really did. (Like, the flashbacks to Young!Percy and Sally? Sooo good. Sally's struggle feels so real, so AUTHENTIC! And not just that! The confrontation with Hades? Sooo well done. It happens too often in Movies or Shows that a Misunderstanding just. Isn't explained at all: One party gets angry, doesn't believe the other, it gets loud ... But this. Is was calm. The confusion was so real. The understanding was so real. The entire confrontation regarding this just. It felt so REALISTIC! Aah. Loved the episode over all) But. Just stoooopp with the tell don't show thing you've got going on😭

#percy jackson #pjo tv show #pjo spoilers #exposition #percy jackon and the olympians #annabeth chase #grover underwood #percy and annabeth #percy and grover #grover and annabeth #sally jackson #hades #rick riordan #my post

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defectivefanboy · 11 months

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Hello, hello my dear!

I really would like to request something, since you asked for it and hell yes the last episode was a banger. I love your Crimson HCs and I think you captured him really well. But I would like to read some nice HCs about the loveliest Prince of Hell, Stolas himself maybe got a little love interest in a Singer Succubus he met at Ozzies? Maybe she got something alluring to caught his eyes. (I don't mind if there are some nsfw parts)

Best regards

Ciel ♡

yall got me fucked up for saying this again, but still making me want to write the story (especially this request, it's like holding a carrot in front of the horse rn) but I will say my piece. I hope it was just a slip of the mind BUT I DO NOT WRITE FEMALE READER fuck I care if you read my writing, but the more it happens the more I'm pushed to write a cock onto the reader. I did ask for request so im not gonna complain anymore.

I would like to read some nice HCs about the loveliest Prince of Hell, Stolas himself maybe got a little love interest in a Singer Succubus he met at Ozzies? Maybe [REDACTED] got something alluring to caught his eyes. (I don't mind if there are some nsfw parts)

Overall Notes: Stories written on this blog are GN until specified. While this story uses they/them pronouns, and I don't mind female readers on my blog, I do not write for y'all, and if you are a fetishizer fuck off????????????????? ew.

C/W: SFW - NSFW(suggested/mentioned), Lots of song quotes, Suggestive behavior, mentions of alcohol/smoking, platonic flirting from Ozzie/Fizz, reader serves cunt /positive, low-key himbo reader, special guests Ozzie's other faces, I love them,

Notes: All music used and referenced too will be noted at the bottom. I realize I take so long on writing its like bad. I can either do it for hours on end or I have to split it up. Never in-between. Also tell me why I found myself at 1 in the morning listening to bird sounds to try and be accurate.

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Anyways...

Ahem...

He never saw himself coming back to the lust ring after the first time.

Truth be told he hoped it was the last time as well.

But alas he found himself wondering around the ring once more

Stolas wasn't looking for anything when he came to the Lust Ring

Well,,. he was looking for something, more so someone

And that was a meeting with Prince Asmodeus himself

Truth be told, it's not too hard to find the bright and extravagant circus tent like building.

Flashing lights drawing a demon in like a moth to a flame.

Matched with the loud music that reverberated across the ring

Yet, it was a hassle to find the damned three faced demon prince, an even bigger challenge to get a moment with him alone.

And the moment he finally got to talk to him. Just as he was about to ask him to take this somewhere private. Just as he was about to get the words out. Just as he was about to ask for a crysta-

A voice rang out behind him, taking Asmodeus's attention away from a now annoyed owl.

Stolas turned around with a huff, his tail feathers ruffling in irritation, as his entire body puffed up in anger and mock intimidation.

Only to be stopped in his tracks once again as soon as he peered down below.

The soft flick of a heart shaped tail and pointed blacks horns with soft cracks of red running through them entered his view.

A mischievous succubus made their way past him and stood in front of Asmodeus.

The cheeky smile on their face caught Stolas by the tongue as they interacted with the prince of lust.

"Quite popular tonight huh, Oz? It's not too often you work the floor." A snicker came from the succubus as they passed by the goetia without a second glance. Stolas watched as they did a little handshake with the other, before Asmodeus softly placed a hand on their back. "My, my, you're here early~ Looking for some private time with your favorite prince~?" Asmodeus said, his two other faces cooing at the succubus.

A soft blush rose to Stolas's face at the lewd comment as he looked between the two. "You need to pay the dancers before you touch them, big guy." They said with emphasis on their words as they gently pushed his hand off them before turning and looking up to Stolas with a mischievous smile.

"Right, Feathers?"

They left right after their jest

And Stolas was left lapping at his tongue

Asmodeus continued on with their conversation as if nothing happened

Like he didn't just forget what he came here for.

But god. did he know what was gonna make him keep coming back.

And it certainly didn't go unnoticed by Ozzie, who swiftly invited him to tonights show.

Gotta be a good host at the end of the night right?

Residing in a balcony seat, Stolas was left on his own while Asmodeus went backstage to settle some issues.

Stolas fiddled with his phone as he watched the countless tables of couples from up above.

Maybe it was stupid to accept the offer to stay. Maybe he should just go home-

"Bartender~ I really did it the time! Need a couple shots for a good time!"

Oh. He remembers why he's here now.

Soft curious hoots came form him as he peered over the railing watching you talk to guest and other dancers.

You wore a simple black outfit as you leaned against the bar.

He had to stop himself from taking a photo of you covering your face when you laughed at a patron's comment.

The playful smile on your face as you took the drinks brought a small one to his face as well.

It soon took a full on blush when you peered up at him, raising your glass in a cheers to him.

Poor thing didn't know what to do with himself as his brain became a literal bird brain.

Shooting back in his seat he raised a hand raised to cover his face as he broke out into a soft fit of giggles and coo's

you gave a soft smile before walking back behind stage, waving bye to others as you passed by.

Maybe he really did have a thing for red~

Sitting up in his seat he fixed his clothing and feathers as the lights dimmed

"Hello perverts, pervettes, and the freaks who like everything in between~ I hope you are all ready for the show tonight! We have something very special for everyone, me included~"

Stolas remembered him from the last time he was here

The clown's vibrant color scheme and loud persona was hard to forget

As he pranced around the stage announcing tonights agenda, a figure emerged from the curtain behind him

Gaining a bit of courage back he straightened his back and cleared his throat

"Asmodeus, I wanted to ask about that succubus from before if that was alright?"

"I hope it's not to make a formal complaint now. I was just starting to like ya' feathers." A playful voice rang out form behind him

His eyes widened as he softly gulped and turned around in his chair

Stolas was met with a familiar smile that held the same playful tone as their comment.

Instead of the black outfit you had on earlier it looked as if you were there to hang out with him

A pair of comfy pants and oversized hoodie to match, he had to restrain himself from squeezing your face in his hands

With a soft ruffle of his feathers he softly leaned into you with an awkward smile

Making himself smaller, he peered down at the figure before him as he stuttered over his words

"Satans No! No nothing like that. I- uh, I, wanted to ask if you were a worker here?"

"Ooh! You wanted to buy a dance? Well~ you'll have to wait until after the show, but I'll find you after, yeah?"

With the flash of a smile they left as quick as they came and Stolas is left with one thought...

"Oh, I have got to fuck them"

Not too long after they left, the curtains behind him pushed over once again. This time revealing Asmodeus, who had a cheeky grin on his face as he pulled his seat out.

"I hope I didnt keep you waiting too long, now. I had to deal with a few things out back stage." He said as he made himself comfortable next to Stolas. Quick to shake his head Stolas sat up in his chair, dusting himself off a bit as the lights faded to black around them. Spotlights circled around the stage as music slowly built up around them.

The lights slowed and focused on the middle of the curtains that hung at the back of the stage. The curtains flung open and revealed the succubus in a black and red outfit that didn't leave much for Imagination, not that Stolas was complaining. A chorus of la's came from their lips as the lights dimmed around them to a single spotlight.

"Oh baby, baby, have you seen Amy tonight? Is she in the bathroom, is she smoking up outside?" The slowly made their way down the stage, looking at the crowd as they sang the song and made small gestures with their hands.

They made their way to the end the stage, leaning down closer to the guest in the front row. "Oh, baby, baby, does she take a piece of lime for the drink that I'mma buy her? Do you know just what he likes?" Before they said their last line they gave a sly look up to the balcony with a quick wink for walking back down.

"Oh, tell me, have you seen her? 'Cause I'm so, oh I can't get her off of my brain." Each note was staccato at the end, they're danced following along with the words. "I just wanna go to the party she gon' go. Can somebody take me home? Ha, ha, he, he, ha, ha, ho" With a mischievous glint in their eyes they looked at Stolas once more with their words. Whether it be just in jest or in all seriousness, his feathers ruffled at the shiver that made its way down to each of his nerve endings, if demons have them.

"Love me, hate me, say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy" More lights faded in as dancers in cages lowered from the ceiling. More dancers filed through the sea of tables and patrons as the succubus sang the along with the chorus. Each one performing their own dance with another as guest threw money their way.

The extra dancers disappeared once the second verse began, a few male succubus remaining on stage. The ones that remained interacted and touched the succubus as they danced along the stage, pushing them out of their way. Which was a little very enjoyed by Stolas as small hoots of laughter escaped him. "They seem to be livelier tonight, I wonder why~" Asmodeus commented slyly to the another prince while not looking his way. Though his other faces gave him dead away as they stared Stolas dead on, giggling.

With a choked hoot Stolas looked at Asmodeus as he tried to catch his breath. "Oh! Is that so? Well they are quite the... performer?" Stolas said questioning himself at the end, all while Asmodeus laughed at his confusion. "They are, aren't they? Seems they've taken a liking to you. Someones lucky tonight or better yet, getting lucky~" Asmodeus cooed softly leaning towards stolas playfully nudging him with his elbow. Only to laugh when he turned his head and was greeted with stammering and very flustered owl.

Safe to say Ozzie just found the story of the night for Fizzy when he finds him. Such gossip queens.

The song only continued on for a few more moments before the lights fully turned off and the crowd applauded as the dancers exited the stage.

Giving just enough time for Stolas to regain his composure

Or well at least a bit of it

Because the remaining minutes Asmodeus was there

He made it a mission to tease the prince before he had to return to his duties behind stage.

But thank satans Ozzie was called back stage quickly

Stolas didn't think he could take anymore of it

His feathers puffed up and face beat red he was pulled out o this thoughts by a knock

"Hope I didn't make you wait long. Wanted to wash up a bit before I came~."

Stolas let out a high pitched chirp his face flushed once again as he lapped his tongue for words

With a soft laugh you waved him off with your hand as you tried to form words through your giggles.

"I'm kidding! Ozzie said it's fun teasing you, but I think he's probably done enough already."

Before he could say anything you gestured for him to follow you

With a prominent blush on his face Stolas straightened his clothes and quickly got into step with you.

Walking down the hall Stolas thought of what to say as he followed behind you

'Would casual conversation be good? Or maybe a talk over a drink?'

Poor boy was a bit nervous

And it didn't help with each moment you got stopped by a worker or a fan.

Though most were quick small talk, some fans had gained enough courage to ask for a date.

Better yet, they would hop to the point and ask of your number.

Each time they got the same response, each given the same number.

"XXX - 867 - 5309"

With a smile and a wink, you waved them off each time.

'Maybe this was a bad idea' He thought to himself as he watched each demon walk away feeling giddier then the last

With only a few more twist and turns he found himself back stage passing by the other performers dressing rooms.

He took one glance away from you and the moment he turned back you were gone

Stolas only found you when you grabbed his hand and pulled him into a dressing room.

The room seemed still as the bass of the music became dulled behind the walls.

Clothing racks and dressers were scattered around the room as a vanity sat on one end of the room while a couch, a few chairs, and a table sat on the other end.

Knickknacks where randomly placed along the room, making it feel a bit less like the work place and a bit more cozy.

"Sooo, uhm- Was that really your number?" Even Stolas winced at himself for asking.

But it was quickly wiped away with a light laugh from you

you quickly made your way to radio and shuffled through the songs and pressed play

When the music started playing you made your way over to Stolas and quickly grabbed his hands. Pulling him into the middle of the room you danced with him to the music as you started singing along.

"Jenny Jenny who can I turn to? You give me something I can hold on to. I know you'll think I'm like the others before. Who saw your name and number on the wall" Letting go of his hand you twirled around before pointing at him and pretending to sing into a microphone.

"Jenny I've got your number. I need to make you mine. Jenny don't change your number. 867 - 5 3 0 9" As you continued to sing and dance around the room it finally clicked for him. It's a song. You've been quoting a song. A smile broke out on his face when he finally realized.

"You've been giving them a fake number! Won't they notice? They might even know the song-" His rambling was cut off by a hand waving in his face. With a gentle pull of his hand you lead him to the couch in the room. "Are you a cop? Or do you always ask these many questions, feathers?"

"What! Heaven's no I would never-" He was cut off once again, but this time, by a hand cupping his face and leaning closer to him. Enough to ghost your mouth against his as you spoke.

"Good, because I might not be able to justify my next actions~"

Then he never came back after that (im fucking wit yall)

While he doesn't make it to every show and performance.

He CAN be found in your dressing room right after each one.

Well you can honestly find him there most nights your on or in the building.

It' what a good boyfriend does <3

Yes, he was the one to ask what you two 'were' relationship wise

Bby didn't want another game of cat and mouse :(

But that was quickly cleared up with your answer

"Wait, are we not? dating? right now? Would you? like too? date?"

Be glad you're cute. He was ready to make a new ring in hell.

He was very possessive at the start of the relationship.

"Fizzie baby, when did we start ordering stone statues?"

They make wonderful coat and drying racks for the dancers though, so Ozzie doesn't have much to say about it.

"Just don't do it to any high bidders okay~"

stolas did apologize though, hes too much of a good boy not too

But there's always one thing he's glad about.

Stolas's day is filled with tedious and idiotic duties and task he has to complete.

But as soon as night begins to set in Hell, a new energy fills him as he runs around his room getting ready.

The one thing he is glad about is that he can always find you in the same place every night.

Be it the fact you're a dancer within the prestigious club, it was basically your job in a sense, you were always able to catch his eye off first glance.

Never more then a few glances away, soon only a few steps as he was the one now to pull you back stage.

What? Asmodeus said he was allowed too, as long as he put money in his pockets.

Make his pockets hurt, and make them hurt good - Ozzie, 2023

Your biggest supporter ever. It started off with simple five, tens, and twenties. Then it escalated to fifties and one hundreds. Soon he was throwing hand fulls of diamonds on the stage.

Which he was promptly yelled at for by Ozzie.

But after each set he's right back stage giving you hugs and kisses.

Not that your complaining much

Having your demon prince waiting for you, watching over you, and only you was an amazing gift after each performance.

He also helps ward off creeps from interacting with you often.

Were you a bit surprised when you saw his true form? Yes. Did you also fuck him in it after? Also yes, a few times. Never knew how much tension that form has. No worries his pretty little succubus is there to help him through it all~

But to be honest, I think he's always more soft than horny.

He's always bundled up in your dressing room, all cozied up on the couch as he has a movie or show paused.

Such a cuddle bug he is <3

And for the fact he comes here so often. bro might as well just work there

That the balcony seat he first sat in with Asmodeus was now a personal booth for him whenever he came

Nothing but the best for his beloved~

Only the best for his canary <3

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Songs used in the story ╮

Bartender song (Sittin' at a Bar) - You favorite martian covee | If U seek Amy - Brittany Spears | 867 - 5309 (Jenny's number) - Tommy Tutone

#foolish writing #request open #helluva boss #helluva boss stolas #stolas #stolas goetia #helluva boss x reader #stolas x reader #stolas x male reader #stolas x gn reader #helluva boss stolas x reader #request

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 6 months

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AITA for reading a book my brother recommended to me too slowly?

Before anyone says anything, I am already aware of how petty this whole thing is.

I (17ftm) and my brother, W (14ftm) generally have an okay relationship, if a bit argumentative. We also have similar book taste, and often enjoy the same books.

In July, I finished a book called Hell Followed With Us, which I will refer to from now on as HFWU. I really enjoyed it, and more importantly, it's the exact kind of book W would really like. So I recommended it to him. I even created a whole playlist with the book's vibes for him to listen to while he read it. I was really excited to show it to him. And, back in JULY, he said "Yeah, this sounds cool, I'll add it to my reading list and I'm pretty sure I'll get to it before school starts." (School starts August 31st for us.)

Guess what book he still hasn't read yet.

I think it's within my rights to be at least a little frustrated. I have tried reminding him that he promised to read HFWU and trying to talk to him about it, but every time I try, he gets defensive and I get aggressive and it just turns into a yelling match that goes nowhere.

And now W has handed me a book he wants me to read. It's Carry On, referred to now on as CO. (It's the first book in a trilogy, but he doesn't think the other two are that good and doesn't really care whether or not I read them.) Again, we have similar book tastes, so this isn't unusual. However. He expects me to read it immediately. I think that's a pretty big double standard, huh, W? I have to read your book immediately but if I ask you to read a book you put on your reading list FOUR MONTHS AGO, I'm the bad guy? Really?

Now here's the part where I think I might be TA.

I have started reading CO, but I'm being extremely slow about it on purpose. CO is a little over five hundred pages, and it normally takes me roughly 2-3 days to finish a book that size, as I am a pretty fast reader. I have had CO for three days, and I've barely read 50 pages. I am being this slow on purpose, to annoy him, because he won't read HFWU even though he said he would. Honestly, if he had no interest in it, I wouldn't be offended. We've both turned down each other's recommendations before to no offense. It wouldn't be an issue, and he knows that. He isn't following through on his promise. However, I am being a dick by reading CO purposefully slow. Also, I'm not really giving the book a chance. I'm saying I don't like it and being annoyed by it when, in all honesty, in different circumstances I probably would have really liked it.

Also, yesterday, W made a comment about how slow I was reading CO, and I said something to the affect of "Wow, you recommended a book that you care about to your brother that you think he'd really like, he said he would read it, and he's now being annoyingly slow about it? Can't IMAGINE what that would feel like, can I? Although I bet if I could, I would say it REALLY SUCKS." Which prompted him to get mad at me and say that HFWU is still on his reading list and that he'll "get to it eventually". I feel like I'm being the bigger person by reading CO at all, but I'm worried I'm holding a grudge about HFWU (and I am known to hold grudges, so that is a thing with me) and amplifying tensions with my brother in a really unnecessary way.

So, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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noxtivagus · 1 year

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random thought usually i kin characters that i love the most or characters i rather hate in a way (hate is too strong of a word though hmm)

#i usually don't exactly share things outright or directly abt myself to others. if you go out of your way to do so or analyze me you're #always welcome to do so ngl that intrigues me a lot. i do that w others often n the idea of the same happening to me just feels too foreign #i know hmm why exactly i'm like this rn n i don't care enough anymore to rlly write about it anymore #each time i think i write too much or say too much that's usually when i get worse n worse #earlier this year this summer when i was doing pretty well but then.. 'i talk too much'#n then part of me just disappeared since then #it hurts when it always feels like a part of me is just always hidden in a way. not that it's my intention bcs #i really want to just be myself n be authentic or wtvr but #this.. loneliness that has always been with me that i #hmm. thinking abt it n i haven't had any good dreams lately huh. despite sleeping early i still haven't rlly slept well #n the real world feels like a dream too. n then #this emptiness that's just always there despite all the things that have made me happy lately. it all feels like a dream #the past feels so far away. the sight of the stars the dawn on the horizon. the clouds yonder over the beach #all of it slipping out of my reach. the chill breeze hugging me n how free i felt in all those moments #reaching out.. reaching out wld leave me be to either fall or drown #in a literal sense n. also metaphorically #in hesitance for either outcome. perhaps everything's just taken away by the wind instead.#every trace taken away by the rain that floods my mind?#dunno what i'm writing. i just can't feel that i'm.. living properly. despite all of this #that disconnection or wtvr along w the regret n guilt n wtvr that just. piled up or wtvr #i lost a part of me that night. all these reflections confuse me so much n just warp my mind to other worlds #dilemmas so many dilemmas n these thoughts n emotions just contradict so painfully n #i'm fine. but. i don't want to forsake my progress or my younger n future self n #who am i? what do i want? why can't i.. reach out? incompetence on so many levels it gets hard to hold unto myself #but still i'll hope i guess. still dream n wish n write. but i'm just losing my energy n motivation to connect w reality #i'm sorry. for everything. so much i can't write.. but everything's crammed in my head or smth. but i'll be fine i'm fine #this is my fault. i'll do this on my own. i'm sorry #it's so confusing bcs i love myself more than i hate myself n i know what i need n should do but. yeah #i'll be fine eventually. with wtvr i'll do n wtvr pain so long as i still live even if i lose hope so long as i hold unto tomorrow..#i'm too tired to reach out for others n for myself anymore. i'm sorry. i'll be fine though i'll just think of other stuff for now

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sammysmaddy · 6 months

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Normal (Winchesters x Reader) - Part Three

Summary: Growing up as the baby of the Winchester family led you to be constantly guarded. Soon enough, you start to learn what's normal between families and what's not.

Characters: Sam x Sister!Reader, mentions of Dean x Sister!Reader, mentions of OFC!Jordan x Drugged!Reader, mentions of John x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluffyish beginning, incest, handjob, arousal from traumatic events, manipulation, praise kink (not really, just Sam is always positive lol), talks about drugged!reader

W/C: 2.5+

A/N: Short n cute. I love Sam Winchester with all of my heart. Also, just graduated uni so I apologize for the delay! I plan to post updates for Normal a lot more often :)

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Waking up in Dean's arms was something you didn't experience often, but when it happened- you cherished it as much as you could.

Normally, you would share a bed with Sammy because John and Dean were on hunts. When John and Dean were home, you shared a bed with John so that it would be less noticeable when you two sneaked out.

On the rare occasion that Sam and John went on a hunt, you got the pleasure of sharing a bed with Dean. This morning was just as blissful as every morning waking up in his arms.

There was just something about Dean that was intoxicating. Most of the time he was the big and tough soldier-guy, hunting vampires and investigating vengeful spirits, but when he was asleep he was near angelic. He was so soft and warm that you'd never be able to guess how hard-headed or strong he really was.

It's almost like his muscles would deflate into perfect pillowy headrests. His scent was a mixture of his signature aftershave and pinewood, strong and manly- but in your arms, his scent defied who he really was. Dean was a big softie, especially for family, and it felt like a privilege to wake up in his embrace.

With one arm wrapped loosely around your waist, the other supported your cheek as Dean's chin rested on the top of your head. Your face was squished into his unclothed chest and you couldn't help but nuzzle in closer, taking in every bit of him.

You tried to relish the last bit of your morning, waiting ten minutes or so before he finally awoke. As you pretended to be asleep, knowing his routine, his grip around you became tighter as he pulled you impossibly close to him.

After a few seconds of barely being able to breathe, your hand snaked its way to his back and your fingertips rubbed small circles to indicate that you were awake.

"Good morning, Y/N," Dean chuckled into the top of your head, pressing a small kiss into your hair. His voice was raspy and made you feel warmer, he was perfect.

"Morning," You smiled into his chest, pulling him closer as you felt his grip loosen around your waist. He got the hint and put the same amount of pressure as before.

"Sleep well, sweetheart?" He asked you and you nodded your head, not wanting to speak- you wanted to lay like this in silence, let him cuddle you until you passed out again. "You had a pretty big night." He chuckled lightly, running his fingers through your hair.

"I know," You chirped, thinking about your first party and how exciting it turned out to be.

Dean's body tensed like he had felt uncomfortable, and you frowned as he pulled himself away from you. He stayed laid on his side, but his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you.

"Do you remember anything?" Dean asked you, concern plastered on his face, and you just shrugged your shoulders in return.

"No, must have gotten pretty drunk," You responded, giving him a small smile as you watched his face relax.

"Yeah," He chuckled, giving you a small and cocky smirk. "I mean, how many did you have last night? Had to carry you to the car."

"I don't know. I think I blacked out or something," You crinkled your nose, not remembering too much of the night before.

"Hey, if that's the worst thing that happened, then I guess you had a pretty good night, huh?" He laughed lightly, the crinkles around his eyes more and more prominent.

"We should go to more parties. I actually made friends last night," You grinned, the warmth in your chest leaving as Dean sat up on the edge of the bed.

"Oh yeah? You even remember their names?" Dean retorted and you could practically hear his smirk.

He kicked his jeans on, standing up to button them snugly around his waist before throwing a shirt on.

"Yeah, actually I do. Lily and Jordan," You told him, sitting up and resting your back against the shitty headboard.

"Jordan ain't a friend, sweetheart," Dean shook his head, making his way to the small kitchenette within the room. He grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerator, chugging all of its contents.

The motel door began to rattle aggressively as you heard the key being shoved into its hole. Sam walked into the room, slamming the door shut behind him, not bothering to look at either you or Dean.

"Hey, Sammy. How was the hunt?" Dean asked, but Sam didn't answer.

Sam ignored the question entirely, kicking his shoes off in the corner. Of course, you could tell he was upset about something.

"Where's Daddy?" You asked, looking out of the window through the broken panels.

"He left. Another hunt," Sam groaned, seemingly annoyed with the question. Dean shot you a confused look before looking back at Sam.

"Alone? He didn't ask for help?" Dean questioned, eyebrows furrowing as Sam refused to meet his gaze.

"Yeah," Sam answered simply, anger in his voice as he threw his bag onto the floor and fished out fresh clothing.

"Woah, you going to tell me why you're so upset? And why Dad couldn't stop in for a simple 'hello'?" Dean asked, annoyance present in his voice due to Sam's attitude.

"Dude, just... shut up. I'm going to take a shower," Sam snapped, sending Dean a death glare.

Dean's face slumped, his mouth opening to protest but nothing came out. Sam's footsteps were heavy and dragged as he walked away to the restroom.

"I'll go check on him," You told Dean in a small voice and he nodded his head.

Slipping out of bed, your feet hit the soft carpet and began to make their way to the restroom. You heard the shower already running and you knocked softly on the door before shaking the door handle. It was locked. Sam never locked the door.

"Sammy, you locked me out." You complained, confused as to why he was shutting you out like this.

"I know, Y/N," Sam growled on the opposite side of the door and your frown continued to stretch.

"Just let me in, please," You rattled the door handle some more. "I'm going to bother you until you tell me what's wrong." You proclaimed, banging on the door a few times, and that's all it took.

Sam opened the door, swiftly pulling you in and slamming it shut. He clung onto you like a breath of fresh air, his arms squeezing your lungs as he buried his face into your neck. Your eyebrows furrowed but your arms found their place around his unclothed waist.

"Sammy, what's wrong?" You asked in a quiet voice and his body tensed up at the question.

Sam didn't answer your question, opting instead to place wet and needy kisses on your neck. He was gentle enough to not leave love bites but assertive enough to tell you exactly what he needed.

The feeling was like none other. His lips were soft and you could feel his hands roaming up and down your back, you were in heaven. But he was upset and you almost let yourself get carried away- he needed to help you before you could help him.

"Wait, Sam," You pulled back, looking up to his sad eyes as they peered down at you. "What happened?" You asked, trailing one hand down his chest to soothe his rapid breathing.

"Please, Y/N. I need you," Sam practically whined before diving into your neck again. This time he was much softer, much less forceful, and much... sadder.

"Just tell me what's wrong first," You pushed against his chest lightly and Sam immediately huffed as his lips left your neck.

"Dad's just being a dick. Vamp nicked my arm and now he's pissed. You know how he gets." Sam explained with a sigh and you nodded your head.

Looking down, you grabbed his arm as you examined the shitty dental floss stitches in Sam's skin.

"I'm sorry," You gave him a sad smile and he shrugged his shoulders in return.

"I need you," Sam reiterated desperately while he tugged on the bottom of your nightshirt.

Sam pulled your shirt over your head, discarded the fabric on the floor, and licked his lips as he cupped your breasts in each of his hands, taking the sight of you in with each breath.

"You're so pretty." He moaned, tweaking each nipple between his thumbs and index fingers.

"Why don't you get in the shower and I'll make you feel better?" You whispered, closing the gap between the two of you while thumbing his jeans open.

Sam's lips fell to your neck, accepting your invitation with a small groan, and he helped you push his jeans down his legs. You listened to the soft thud as the denim slid down his legs and dropped down to the floor, leaving a very prominent cloth-covered bulge at your fingertips.

Your fingers hooked themselves into the waistband of his boxers, leaving small kisses on his chest as you pulled them down.

"Get in. I'll meet you in a second." You gave him a small smile and Sam nodded his head, turning around and giving you the perfect view of his body.

You could barely see your reflection due to the steam from the shower, but you didn't need a mirror to brush your teeth anyway. Using a little bit of leftover mouthwash and brushing your teeth as fast as you could, you quickly got rid of your panties and eagerly joined Sam in the shower.

Sam was already stroking himself furiously and you put a finger over your mouth to remind him to be quiet. Neither Dean nor John knew what happened in the showers you took with Sam, and for once- keeping this secret didn't bother you.

Sam nodded his head, biting his lip as he began to stroke at an excruciatingly slow pace, his eyes trailing up and down your body.

Stepping into the water closer to Sam, you looked down at your chest as you found small patches of dried something. It was something you were used to waking up with, especially when you couldn't shower after the midnight sessions with John.

You smiled to yourself, thinking about all of the possibilities that could have happened the night before- knowing that Dean took you home and Jordan didn't get very far.

You remembered everything all the way until stepping into the Impala. Everything went black after that. You never planned on lying to Dean about what you remembered, but then again- when you asked about the night before, he lied to you too.

What Dean didn't know wasn't going to kill him. You didn't even remember getting undressed or redressed into pajamas. Had to have been Dean.

"Feel this, Sammy?" You asked, bringing his free hand to touch the valley in between your breasts and smirking at him.

Sam's brows furrowed in confusion, feeling the now sticky situation on your chest.

"I went to a party last night." You told him, stepping closer, taking his length into your own hands as you pumped him slowly.

"A party?" Sam asked in return as he shuddered in your embrace.

His hands gripped tightly onto your waist as his eyes closed for a brief second, lingering in the way you were making him feel. You brought your lips closer to his.

"Mhm," You smiled, twisting your hand as it stroked Sam back and forth.

Your touch followed him as he rested his back against the shower wall, barely being hit by the pouring water.

"I met a boy, Sammy." You told him in a whisper, pulling his bottom lip lightly between your teeth before pulling back. Sam groaned as quietly as he could as you began to pump him faster, using the water to easily move your hand.

"And then what happened?" Sam asked, biting his lip in anticipation and you gave him a small smile.

Sam always loved hearing about what you and John would do the night before- mostly because he liked learning exactly what John taught you. You figured this wouldn't be any different and you were right, Sam was growing harder in your hand.

"He drugged me," You told him, keeping his eyes locked on yours as his body tensed beneath you. "It's okay, Sammy. You wanna know why?" You asked, pressing a small and passionate kiss on his lips as his cock twitched.

"Why?" Sam managed to ask quietly and you gave him a small chuckle in return, kissing him much harder as his cock continued to spasm in your grasp.

"At first I fought him," You told him, pulling back but remaining close to his lips. "And do you want to know why I stopped?" You asked, knowing Sam was trying his best not to cum at the thought of another man's hands on you.

"Why, Y/N?" Sam groaned, his lips reaching down to kiss you as his eyebrows furrowed at the imminent climax running through his veins.

"Because I saw someone watching us through the crack in the door, Sammy," You whispered in his ear, feeling how your breath made him tremble underneath you. "I don't think Dean knows I saw him."

"Dean?" Sam asked, biting his lip and trying to hold off his orgasm as long as possible. He was close and you could tell by the way his voice was shaking.

"Yep," You smiled, popping the 'p' and Sam's lips parted slowly as you continued to move your hand faster. "Dean just watched, touching himself as the other guy took off my panties. Then he stormed in like some kind of hero, pretending that he wasn't hard at the sight of me, Sammy." You told him, placing wet kisses on his chest.

At this point, you knew it would only be a few seconds before Sam came undone all over your abdomen.

"Then I blacked out and woke up with cum on my chest. There's only one person it could have been" You smiled, feeling one last final twitch before Sam's orgasm erupted.

Sam gripped tightly onto your shoulders and dipped down to kiss you to mask his moans. His cock twitched in your hand furiously as you continued to work him, feeling his climax shoot out onto your stomach.

Sam moaned into your mouth, biting on your bottom lip as he continued to spill everywhere. You smiled into the kiss, helping him throughout his entire orgasm, and letting him get slightly soft in your grip before your hand dropped ahold of his length.

"Fuck, Y/N. You're so good to me," Sam sighed in euphoria and you gave him a small smile. "You really think Dean feels like us? You think he wants you like I do?" Sam asked, biting his bottom lip.

"Maybe it's just a Winchester thing," You laughed lightly as you nodded your head.

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m-ayo-o · 9 months

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18+ // implied group sex // smidge of Toji x Satoru wc 1500 chapters m.list <- previous // next ->

Toji talking about how he used to go out and get laid with Toru to get over his ex!

You stir when light dapples through the curtains, feeling Toji’s breath against your forehead. He’s stroking your hair and kissing you as you wake, his deep, morning voice finding your ears.

You groan and curl up into his muscular body, wanting to disappear into nothing as your hangover sends pain through your little body. “You ok down there?” Toji mutters as you bury your face into his chest. “Mm… my head,” you manage to grumble.

You both get showered and dressed and Toji helps you vaguely recount the events of the evening, you remember most of it but he fills in a few gaps. He strangely kept tabs on how much you were drinking and seems slightly disappointed in your tolerance for alcohol, “You really didn't have that much,” he teases you.

You try to make him explain why he wasn’t even drunk, leading to him giving a vague response, “my body’s just different,” which seems obvious to you– you’ve never met anyone built like him.

But he sees the confused look on your face and changes the subject, “So, let me make you some breakfast and get you back to normal. You can't be groggy all day, sweet.” He mocks you and strokes your head softly.

He makes you both some breakfast, French toast with fruit, and you enjoy it together while sitting on the same chair he fucked you on last night.

“Don’t worry, I wiped it clean,” he gives you a grin, watching you squirm as you sit down, making you blush pink.

“So, what did you think of our little moment with Toru last night?” He asks, popping a strawberry into his mouth.

You nibble on your toast and think about the great sex you had with your lovely Toji, and with Satoru joining. “It was really nice,” you start, “Satoru was… really hot,” you finish quietly, your blush spreading.

“Uh huh? And you remember what we asked you after?” Toji encourages you with a smile. “Yes…” you roll your eyes, of course he has to be this blunt about it, “But first, can you tell me why you didn’t freak out?” You ask, sounding surprised, “You’re usually sooo possessive!”

“I’m not that bad, am I?” he asks with a frown.

“It’s not a bad thing. I just get the feeling that you don’t like other men looking at me, let alone touching me, or cumming on me…” you trail off, thinking about last night.

“Satoru is the only one… who is allowed to go near you, besides me.” He states sternly, giving you an intense look over the counter.

“See!” you return a cheeky smile, your point proven immediately, “You are possessive!” you giggle, making him furrow his eyebrows further. “But I like it. It makes me feel safe… and loved,” you add.

“You’re safe with me, and I do love you, so much,” his expression turns soft, giving you a little smile, “and with Toru… we’ve had, uh, experiences before,” Toji mutters, looking down at his nearly empty plate.

Your eyebrows fly up and you can’t help your lips parting in a surprised smile. Your mind races, thinking that Toji’s going to say he’s bi or something, or maybe he’s had sex with his gorgeous friend?

“W-what kind of experiences?” You manage to stumble out, curiosity taking over.

“Ah…” Toji brings a large hand to his forehead, massaging his temples, “when I was sleeping around, Toru would often come out to the bars and clubs with me, we’d end up in the same hotel room, with a few girls, you know…” he trails off, feeling embarrassed. You lean over the table as you pop the last few blueberries in your mouth.

“You need to hear any more?” he asks with a sigh. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” you smile and take your plates to the sink, washing them up.

“I just don't want you to think badly of me…” he murmurs in your ear as he stands behind you, his arms closing around your waist. He can tell you’re curious and you just want to clarify the relationship between him and Satoru.

You nod and follow him to the living room where he sits you on the sofa and plants himself opposite on the coffee table.

After giving you several warnings that you might not want to hear it, and that the details of his seedy past could change your opinion of him, you eventually get him to start talking.

“We’d go out and hook up with… multiple people,” he trusts you not to judge him at this point, but he still sounds a little tense, “one night we took turns fucking the same girl, another night we’d have five or six girls with us in our room.”

“That many?” You whisper as he just rolls his eyes with a sigh, “A lot of my one night stands were just with women, but I fucked around a lot with Toru, we just got double the attention if we went out together…” he rubs his forehead again.

“I’m sure you did,” you smile sweetly at your handsome man, getting a little hot just imagining the striking pair stepping into clubs and bars, all cocky and drunk and horny, ready for some trouble.

“And one night we were with these two girls…” his voice breaks you from your imaginary world, “we were asking them to do all sorts of stuff for us, like fucking perverts,” he covers his face fully, recalling the details, “but they wouldn’t budge. They said they’d do it if we did… me and Toru.” He looks up at you again.

“So…? What did they ask you to do?” You ask, trying not to smile.

“We made out, they did the same. We wanted to see them fingering each other,” he continues with a groan, “so we gave each other hand jobs. And we wanted one girl to… go down on her friend.” He pauses.

“Satoru straight up refused to suck my dick,” he laughs out of embarrassment as you nod and giggle, thinking Satoru made the right choice.

“But I was such a horny fuck and clearly couldn’t live without seeing this girl eat out her friend… so I straight up pinned him down and begged to suck him off.” He mutters out the last part. Your eyes widen. You knew he would’ve sucked his friend off, but you’re so surprised to hear that he begged for him. “I know. It’s so fucking stupid.” He mutters again.

“Toru said yes, so I sucked him… I even fucking swallowed, just to impress these girls,” he laughs again, scratching the back of his head, “so they followed suit and I got what I wanted. And we fucked them, me and him were making out and fucking around all night,” he admits.

“He couldn’t look at me straight the next day…” he chuckles softly, “but I was just getting so wrapped up in trying to get over her… it was damaging my friendships.”

You feel your heart twist up, finally hearing him mention his ex again. He's only spoken about her once before, when you were prying about his son. You know and respect that he wants to keep the details to himself.

“Toru obviously stuck around, but last night it just reminded me of when we used to go out together… it just feels like second nature with me and him, you know.” He lets out a deep sigh.

“But if you’re not interested it can just be a one time thing, ok?” He asks.

You’re left stunned for a moment, taking in everything he just told you, until you find your senses again.

“I would really like to have…” you hesitate, feeling shy, “a threesome, with you and Satoru. I’ve never done anything like that before,” you admit, bowing your head down away from his intense gaze.

“You… have never had a threesome?” Toji asks, surprised. I guess that kind of thing was so common for him it sounds funny that someone like you hasn’t tried it.

You shake your head. “Right, ok, well maybe for your first time we should go a bit easy on you, we can’t both have you in one night…” he murmurs, tracing his fingers over your lips.

You look into his green eyes as he tilts your head back up, “But I only love you, Toji.”

“I know, doll. I love you too. Toru would just be involved… sexually. He’ll look after you.” He leans over and kisses your soft lips.

“Thanks for telling, anyway,” you mutter as he joins you on the sofa, stroking your thighs.

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natolesims · 1 month

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OC Deep Dive Questionnaire Tag

Thank you for the tag @windslar!! Our favourite blonde is going to be in the eye of the hurricane for the next days, so let's get to get to know Lottie a bit better :D

1. What uncommon/common fear do they have?

She's afraid of thunderstorms! And also, death. She lost her mom at a very young age, so an early demise is something Lottie feels uneasy about.

2. Do they have any pet peeves?

People who talk too much about themselves. Ironic, huh?

3. What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom?

Expensive perfume bottles, at least one bouquet of fresh flowers and a manicure set.

4. What do they notice first in a person?

Their general hygiene. Lottie won't judge you about your clothing and style (maybe a little), but uneccesary messiness? Bad smells? Dirty teeth? Ew, no thanks.

5. On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance?

Oh no, a complete 0. She'll cry rivers for the smallest, non-visible scratch anytime. She's a terrible patient whenever she's really hurt or sick.

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Lottie will choose violence whenever she feels the lightest pressure on her glamourous and delicate self, thank you very much.

7. Do they come from a big family/are they a family person?

No and yes! Her family has been always her and her dad since she was a toddler, and she always grew apart from other relatives or acquaitances. On the other hand, being close to Tiana made Lottie become included by the whole White bunch in their chaotic family antics, what shaped her into a a very familiar person. That's one of the main reasons she would love to have a big family of her own!

8. What animal represents them best?

A very much spoiled angora cat, of course.

9. What is a smell that they dislike?

Artificial strawberry, specially on cosmetics.

10. Have they broken any bones?

Nope! And let's hope things stay that way!

11. How would a stranger likely describe them?

It would depend on her mood, since she can be your best friend or ignore you completely if she feels like it. In general, people often say she's elegant, well-educated, pretentious and too loud.

12. Are they a night owl or a morning bird?

Her? A night owl? She won't interrupt her beauty sleep even if her life depends on it. Lottie prefers to wake up early and get things done with a freshly rested face.

13. What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love?

Hate: coconut / Love: vanilla!

14. Do they have any hobbies?

I don't know if it counts as a hobby, but wellness is her main thing. From doing yoga and meditating to research crystal properties, Lottie is very passionate about it!

15. Boom, surprise birthday party!How do they react to surprises?

Oh, she LOVES surprises! Only if they reach her standards, what's a bit troublesome. But anything that makes her feel like the main character is a yes, thank you.

16. Do they like to wear jewelry?

It's not a preference, it's a sport. And she's the national champion.

17. Do they have neat or messy handwriting?

Of course it's neat! She wouldn't dare to leave elegant handwritten and scented notes to people with an horrendous one. Fun fact: she even took calligraphy classes to improve her style at some point.

18. What are two emotions they feel the most?

Flirty (of course) and confident (of course x2).

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Silk! So fresh, smooth and flattering. And expensive, as usual.

20. What kind of accent do they have?

US English, rich girl edition.

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matchalattegreen · 3 months

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childhood best friends to lovers with Darry?

Sorry it's taken me son long to get to this, it's been sitting in my inbox for a while but I hope you like it! I wasn't sure how you wanted me to write it but I've done a lot of headcanons in the past so I figured I'd do this one as an imagine, I hope you don't mind

Darry x Reader: Childhood Friends to Lovers

You had known Darry since Kindergarten. You can still remember first meeting him and his little voice that introduced himself to you, still pronouncing his r's as w's. He was the only person who you had stayed friends with since then. People always said that friends would come and go, and yes, that was true for most of them, but Darry was different.

When you two started high school you seemed to get even closer. Darry was by far your best friend out of anyone. He always talked to you, always spent time with you, and sometimes, he even acted a little protective of you.

But now you had started seeing an extra little spark in him; something that didn't seem to be there before. Maybe it was just because he was a great friend... or maybe you felt something else for him.

One chilly day Darry asked you to walk to his house with him after school. This was something the two of you did often, so you agreed. After the last bell of the school day had rung, you went to meet him outside of the school.

"Hey (Y/N)" he called out smiling.

"Oh there you are, Darry," you said, running to catch up with him. You stood right in front of him. It was a little awkward since he was so much taller than you, but neither of you minded. You looked up at Darry. He seemed a little different today. Almost like something was missing from him. You studied him carefully, trying to figure out what it was.

"Um... let's, uh, let's go, I guess," he stuttered. That was it! Darry didn't seem to be as confident as he usually was. This got you worried. Had something happened? Did he have bad news to tell you? Darry never lost his confidence unless it was an extreme circumstance. You began feeling nervous thinking about what it could be.

You and Darry walked along the sidewalk. The first minute or so, neither of you said a word. You wanted to wait until Darry spoke, but today he was quieter than ever. You finally couldn't stand it anymore and you decided to break the silence.

"So... anything happen today?" you asked casually.

Darry looked over at you and finally spoke. "Well, um, not really. How about you?" He seemed to stumble over his words a bit. He definitely wasn't himself today.

"Nope," you respond coolly. Darry nodded silently and the two of you continued to walk. Great, you thought. So this is how it's gonna be today, huh?

As if reading your thoughts, Darry suddenly spoke up in a rushed tone. "(Y/N), can I tell you something?"

This caught you slightly off guard. "Oh, ok."

"Well, um, well," he stuttered. He then took a pause, sighed, and regathered himself. "I just wanted to say that I know how long we've been friends, and I'm perfectly okay with staying that way. But, I just wanted to let you know that I... well I sort of like you. And not in just a 'friend' way."

A huge weight seemed to be lifted off his shoulders at that time. He glanced at you, expecting a response from you.

You looked back at him and couldn't help but smile. "Darry I'm really glad you said that. Because I think I've been feeling the same way."

His eyes seemed to light up in the moment. "What? Really?"

You grinned back at him. "Yeah."

His smile grew and his eyes seemed to gain back their confident spark that you knew so well. "You're not just saying that?"

You shook your head, still smiling. Darry let out a huge sigh of relief. "I'm so glad." He wrapped his arm around you the way that he did so often. "I'm sorry if it's too soon- and you can say no- but... would you want to date me?"

You grinned even wider at this. "Of course, Darry."

Darry's entire figure seemed to perk up with joy. He wrapped his other arm around you as well and pulled you into a tight hug. You had imagined this moment so many times before, but then you had been unsure if this was what you really wanted. But now, everything about this just felt perfect, and you knew that this was exactly what you wanted.

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