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yvesntul · 18 days

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abby anderson x reader ୨୧ ♡

18+ minors dni, car sex, use of strap, pet names, lowk a breeding kink + reader is pretty hyper feminine in this take it or leave it cs idc ..

‘ look so gorgeous like this, this what you wanted ? ‘ she kept her eyes fixated onto your body, watching the way you struggled to bounce on her dick, urging to fuck up into you, but she only observed. ‘ feels so good. ' you nodded at her question, panting on low breaths and giving in all your effort. the friction of her strap against her from your movements made you earn a hiss from her as she tossed her head back onto the head rest. her hands roamed all over your body, your thighs, your waist, your perked tits that spilled out of your skimpy shirt, to the fat of your ass.

she latched her mouth onto one of your pebbled nipples, sucking and swirling as the quietest whimpers escaped your mouth ever so often. you pink charmed nails digging into her chest, if there was a pain she liked, it was this. ‘ fuck i— i cant do it. ‘ you confessed, feeling the lack of movement you began to have as you looked at her worriedly. ‘ shh i’m right here, i got you, angel. ‘ she whispered before pecking your lips, marking some of your gloss onto her plumped lips.

she grabbed ahold of your ass and quickly drilled into you from underneath. her cock punching your spot, each nudge against your cervix causing your breath to stutter and your stomach to tighten. ‘ oh my god .. ‘ you mewled, she looked up at you to see you with furrowed eyebrows and shut eyes. ‘ such a pretty girl, shittt— wanna take you home with me, treat you so good. you want that ? ‘ she groaned, hearing your heavy breaths. you nodded in no hesitation, making her chuckle, you were so cute.

‘ i wanna cum .. pleaseplease— ‘ you beg as one of her hands travel to your cunt, her fingers brushing your puffy clit. ‘ aw fuck— look at you.. that it ? you want me to fill you up, baby? stuff you till you’re full ? ‘ she quizzed, watching your expressions as you were close. ‘ yesyesyes, please. want you to fill me .. make me full— fuck ! ' you blabbered all kinds of words, wanting her to breed you if it were possible. she wastes no time in plowing into you, hips snapping up faster and faster at a pace and force that she’s certain could’ve shattered your hips if you weren't human.

you felt yourself clench around her again, this time tighter than before as you both felt yourself at your peek, your tiny moans doing it for her. ‘ don't stop, ohmygod. ‘ your mouth fell open. ‘ i won't, princess. cmon, i want all of it, cum on my dick. ‘ she encouraged. it makes you flustered up again, the fact that someone like her is taking pleasure in you, when it was the least you ever expected. a large cry rips free from your throat with her thrusting into you and rubbing on your clit.

‘ fuckkk— needa make you mine forever. ‘ she spoke into your ear. abby felt herself closer and closer, your cunt milking her cock as you came with her. surprisingly, wetting her abdomen. you both can barely breathe as the only thing being heard between you were pants. remained buried into you, she furrows her brows and rests her forehead against you for a moment before her thumb wipes away your rolled down tears, then you're looking down at her with lidded eyes.

‘ you okay, precious ? ‘ she questions gently before pressing a kiss to your nose. ‘ was it too much ? ‘ she looks at you concerned. you widen your eyes with a bright smile blooming on your face as you shake your head. ‘ no no, not at all, promise. it was perfect. ‘ she laughs in relief, mirroring your joy before bringing you into a kiss, reveling in your quick bubbly state.

‘ taking you home with me. ‘

reblogs + feedback always appreciated ^^

#abby x reader #abby anderson x reader #tlou #the last of us #lesbian #wlw

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cordeliawhohung · 5 months

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need mafia!simon and shy!reader pda stuff in the club and out in public

you know what anon, i need this too. in this little shot we're gonna pretend simon and reader have been together for a bit. also i went to extreme pda and made them almost fuck hope that was okay lmao

mafia!141 masterlist

warnings: HEAVY pda, a bit of sexual tension, but mostly fluff, a little smooch, Simon can't keep his hands off of you, reader is an anxious sweetheart

How you kept ending up in a place such as John Price's club was beyond you, and frankly a bit concerning. It was the last place in the entire world that you wanted to be due to how crowded, loud, and terrifying it was, yet be it because of your friend, or Simon Riley, you always made your way back there for one reason or another.

That night wasn't much different than any of the other times you had been there, and maybe you should have been grateful for the fact that the club was at least a little predictable. What wasn't predictable, though, was your boyfriend. Out of anyone you had ever met, he was a wildcard, which both intrigued and scared you at the same time. Always keeping things interesting, he was rather sporadic which was nice and yet the single greatest cause for your anxiety in most cases.

"A little more to the right," Simon prompted.

No matter where you were at, if there was a pool table, Simon was able to find it. You noticed that he always kept his hands moving like he was hardly ever able to sit still, be it checking something on his phone, or holding your hand. Pool seemed to be his drug of choice, though, which of course meant that you would always end up playing with him, where he would mercilessly beat you in every single round.

"Like this?" you asked.

"Tad too much. There, now shoot."

Despite his guidance, the tip of your cue grazed the side of the ball which sent it spinning too far to the left. Huffing, you straightened yourself up as you watched it clumsily bounce against the sides of the table before eventually coming to a stop.

"Yikes," you muttered.

"Thanks for lining up my shot for me, sweetheart," Simon teased.

Just like the last two rounds, Simon wrangled yet another triumphant win for himself as he knocked his last three balls into the pockets before slamming the last eight ball along with them. By that point you weren't even disappointed when you lost as you were very much used to it. Your boyfriend, however, never seemed to get used to how much he enjoyed gloating after each win.

"Another round?" he suggested.

"I think it'd be more efficient if you played by yourself at this point," you sighed as you rested your cue against the table.

Mirroring your actions, Simon rested his cue next to yours before he put his hands on your hips. You weren't prepared for how quickly your mouth would run dry, and you found your eyes blinking rapidly as you stared up at him. His touch was warm, it always was, or maybe you just thought it was because it always felt like your organs were boiling whenever he even so much as looked at you. But there were so many people around, too many people around.

"Bein' a sore loser, are we?" he teased.

It took a moment for the words to form in your mouth, like his touch had completely reset your brain. Eventually, your hands came up to rest on his chest as if attempting to keep some modest space between the two of you.

"Simon, there- there are people around," you said as you anxiously glanced around the area. The VIP bar had less people than any other area in the building, but there were still too many eyes for your comfort.

"What about it?" he asked. His thumbs began to glide along your hips, desperately trying to feel the softness of your skin through the fabric of your pants.

"Someone's gonna see," you defended.

Nothing you said seemed to deter Simon from his task. His hands continued to paw at your hips as his own pushed you against the pool table, trapping your legs as his head lowered into the crook of your neck. You could feel the embarrassment boil just underneath your skin, and your fingers gripped his shirt so tightly you worried it would rip.

"Let 'em see," he said, lips grazing against your neck. "They can mind their damn business if they care so much."

"Simon, seriou-!"

Your words were cut off with a squeak as he effortlessly lifted you up and sat you on the edge of the table. His hips nestled between your thighs and you were infinitely grateful that you hadn't worn a dress that time around. Still, no matter how grateful you were, it didn't change your precarious situation.

"Trust me, sweetheart," he assured you while his hands began to wander up towards your waist, "no one cares."

Every brush of his fingers and hands against you sent shivers throughout your body. It was the strangest feeling ever, enjoying his touch and yet feeling ashamed about it at the same time. Too many prying eyes, glances not actually meant for you but ones your brain convinced you were malicious. Maybe if you were stronger, more confident, more brave, you could have actually enjoyed the moment instead of worrying so much about it.

"I care," you blurted out.

Once those words left your mouth Simon's hands ceased in wandering over your waist. He slowly moved away from your neck and leaned back to look at you, where you found his expression was much softer than you had anticipated it to be. He was handsome all the time, but even more so when he looked at you like that; like you were the only person in the whole world.

With your hands still gripping the fabric of his shirt, you yanked hard on it and pulled him close enough until your lips crashed together. Everything in your brain screamed for you to stop, that people were around, that they'd think you were a freak, but it was as if something had possessed you. Surprised, but not at all upset, Simon returned his hands back to your waist as he moved his lips against yours.

To your surprise, it was actually Simon who pulled away first, and he was not at all trying to hide the slight smirk on his lips. You blinked a few times to clear your mind before you found one of your hands reaching out for your cue stick.

"A-Another round?" you asked.

Simon tilted his head to the side and you watched as a short chuckle rippled through his chest and shoulders. He reached for his own cue before taking a step back and allowing you to slide off of the table.

"I'll go easy on you this time," he claimed.

While he set the table up you stood watching him with a hand over your chest. Your heart pulsed so powerfully in your rib cage you were certain your pulse was visible in your throat. Still, you tried to shake off that trembling feeling of excitement that coursed through your body while you pretended your hands weren't struggling to hold your cue stick due to your sweaty palms.

i thought about having simon make a joke about bending you over and fucking you on the table and everyone else could just deal with it but i thought that might've been too much so i went for something a bit more fluffy instead lmao. also requests are open again so feel free to send in some if you have any ideas (:

#mafia!simon #mafia!ghost #mafia!141 #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader

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plleeeepppyyyy · 1 year

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wally + clumsy and silly reader!

wally likes them silly,,

these are just little ramblings of wally with a silly reader.,,

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★★★ — ★★★★★★ ★★★★★★ — ★★★

you were always known around the neighborhood to be clumsy, you were always clumsy y/n! silly y/n, always tripping over everything. which made you frustrated, despite the others giggling and helping you out.

but, this really didn’t stop you from doing a lot! it made you happy that your friends could at least get entertainment out of your clumsiness. so, you didn’t mind much at times. you were always going around making others laugh, without having to break your head.

you were bouncing around, falling, then coming right back up. if anyone could describe you, you would be a bouncy ball.

as you did this, you noticed a certain blue haired fellow. wally, he was.. different. when you would look at him; you just see him staring at something. or remark about something. he was just chill, whenever you would be around barnaby. he was there. just looking at either the two of you. and for some reason, you felt embarrassed as you did a silly thing.

as if he was silently judging you and it made you feel stupid. nonetheless though, you kept your act up. wanting others to be happy. cause thats what you were, silly, clumsy, happy y/n!

so, one day, you were just strolling around, doing daily shopping and whatnot. till you tripped, for like what? the millionth time? maybe nobody saw it, right?

well, not exactly,,

wally just happened to be right in front of you, holding out his hand. which made you instantly nervous, i made how could you not? just looking up at him, with his usual intense stare, those doting eyes, admittedly it made you more embarrassed by the encounter. more embarrassed to be around him.

but, he didn’t laugh, nor tease you, he just held his hand out. calling out in his calm tone, asking if you were fine.

after stammering out a yes, he dusted you off and helped you out. to admit, you never talked to wally much before, have you? yes, you greeted one another, but imagining yourself tripping daily right in front of him was humiliating.

so, you kept your distance more than usual.

after he helped you out and went on his way, it made you feel a bit bad. for practically trying to ignore him, being too careful around him. you just couldn’t help it though! he was so calm, intense at times, maybe you could even say aloof. after that encounter though, you definitely changed your mind.

after many thoughts dawning on you, you decided to hang around him more often. and he drew you in more. he was just alluring,, soo cool, definitely relaxed. more than you usually were. you were tripping all over the place, just making the others giggle, and you were a bit dumb at times,, (sorry

(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

just silly you were, wally definitely thought you were charming. you were just nice to watch, you would do your own thing, usually break a thing or too, he loved watching you.

he would usually be there to help you back up after you fall, watch you, and giggle at you at times. he didn’t want to lie, you were so charming. you really were like a cartoon character.

basically you guys started being attached at the hip, which was a great surprise to the others! they always saw you together nowadays, wally would just follow along while you were skipping around, missing a beat once a while as you talked and talked. while he listened without a care about anything else.

(basically you guys are calm + hyper)

during this period, wally DEFINITELY wants you to be his muse,, his inspiration. it doesn’t matter if you’re always moving , or bouncing your leg, or always bumping into stuff. he wants to paint you, sketch you, just,, to him you’re so fun to look and see. why not paint you daily? he definitely has an art portfolio of just you, ranging from sketches to paintings. it’s totallyyy not because he’s in love wit you.

he also finds himself staring at you 24/7, even if you guys are hanging out with poppy, julie, baranby, or anyone. he’ll just admire you more than he ever did before. back then, he would hum and watch you a bit as you did another silly thing. nowadays, when you would be fumbling with a straw for your juice, doing something silly, or just anything. it makes him kick his feet, it’s just so endearing, you’re so endearing.

it’s not only wally falling in more, it’s also you.

i mean, what’s not to love about wally? he’s so smooth, calm, he definitely is the type of dude whose got it all under control. he was just,, the opposite of you. maybe that was what attracted you to him, he just was elegant. at least compared to you, when you thought about it.

he was good at everything, he drew well, spoke well, walked well too. you weren’t that for sure, it was like he could guide you through anything. and you’d make it out okay. it made you feel better about your clumsiness.

hopefully by your silly antics and such, it would make it worth while for him.

wally notices on how much you try to make him happy, how you always offer to pose for him, give him ideas; always giving him stuff. it warms his heart to be honest, the fact you’re trying so much for him makes him feel happy.

later into ur guy’s relationship, you both def get comfy. a minute with you two and you already know something’s definitely going on.

cause you guys are just basically flirting at this point, well you can consider wally is, idk about you tho,, ur for sure doin something! (٥⁀▽⁀ )

but if we’re being for real, you guys def flirt. in ur own little ways, wally is pretty smooth when it comes to flirting. once in a while,, he’s pretty awkward with it, due to his,, tone at times. but the other times he’s good at it, like he for sure had some practice (≧◡≦) ♡

literally everyone around you two are just sick of it, you two think ur being sneaky with the flirting, nope! they’re basically bystanders wandering if you guys will finally announce that you’re finally an item!!

you for sure did something like,

“this ones for you wally!!(•̀ᴗ•́)و 🏀”

then the ball misses and launches back onto your head, bonking you sillier.

wally is charmed! ♡︎

it took a while for you guys to happen, wally for instance was actually a bit confused. it took him a bit to figure out what he was feeling, he found you silly, charming, cute,,

okay, maybe he thought you were something for sure.

while you,, poor you,, you just got nervous around him and NEVER would’ve talked to him about ur feelings. like., you just felt like he was out of your league.

but, you two eventually happened,, you did it! ( ˘ ³˘)

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today was simple, just you, wally, and him sketching. you kept peeking over at what exactly he was sketching, it varied to be honest. apples,, a dog, or just some scribbles.

how could he just simply draw? so easily, while the best you could come up with was chicken scratch. nonetheless, wally was patient with you, he just accepted you. even if you didn’t do anything that impressive.

speaking of this, why did he do that? he just accepted you daily, he would just coo and praise you over anything. how he didn’t mind how much you tripped over something or bumped into one of his art supplies. now that wasn’t simple.

“uhm, hey wally?” wally perked his head up as you spoke up, putting his full attention on you. you felt a bit intimidated as he looked at you with those eyes of his. even if you two came this far, you always found yourself flustered by his presence.

“yes, darling?” he asked, keeping his usual smile up. you cleared your throat and spoke back, “not to be too disruptive but.. i’ve got a question.” he watched you as you sat yourself on the grass. you could feel the spring air flow by as he looked at you with question.

“you’re never disruptive, but do tell. what’s got you thinking, y/n?” as you tried to get your words together, you sighed as you felt yourself get nervous. why did you get nervous? he was just your partner, why be so shy? god, if only you weren’t this flustered all of the time.

“uhm, okay so.. you know how clumsy i am? like, to the point where it’s my whole personality?” you drawled out personality, wally hummed. “well, i wouldn’t say that is your whole personality, but go on.” he said with sincerity, which made you cringe at yourself.

“it’s just.. why do you even like me? i just, i’m so.. stupid at times. i’m always fooling myself out while you— you’re just not that. you know?” you winced at yourself at your explanation, it was clumsy as you usually were.

wally paused for a bit, looking at you with an emotion you can’t really describe. maybe it was pity? concerned? you couldn’t really tell, sometimes whenever he looked at you, you just couldn’t say what he was thinking.

all he did was sigh and close his sketchbook, putting it beside him as he patted his lap. you knew immediately what that meant as you shuffled beside him, laying your head right on his lap. as you did so, he stroked your hair gently.

“now, why would you think about yourself like that?” he asked in his usual soft tone, “i think you’re perfect the way you are, not stupid.” wally looked down at you as he stroked your hair.

wally would never understand how you could think of yourself like that. to him, you were just perfect for him.

“well, it’s just— i.. i don’t know why you gave me a chance.” you mumbled out of embarrassment, wally looked at you with an amused expression. “remember that day when, we actually got to talk? when i tripped right in front of you? i tried so hard to stop that from happening. because, well, you’re the type of person. i don’t wanna embarrass myself in front of. clearly i didn’t do such a good job on that, huh?”

you kept your focus on your hands, not daring to look at him. you noticed how his hand stopped, he kept his hand right on your head.

“y/n.. why would that matter? i have seen you trip tons before.. and, plus, i don’t mind how much you bump, trip, or fall. i’m always there to help you back up, right?” he made you look up as he titled your head upward, “i think its charming.. not how you get hurt at times, of course. but, the way you keep getting back up after you trip, it’s.. well, its admirable. you’re admirable.”

you both paused as silence dawned on the two of you, it made you think. he really loved you, didn’t he?

“you mean that, right?” you asked, looking up at eyes he could never say no too.

wally let a soft chuckle out. “of course i do, silly. gee, you’re asking all of these silly questions.. i mean every,” he leaned down to kiss your head. “word. i promise.” his words made you smile, to the point where you could kick your legs and giggle.

“thanks, sweets. sorry, i’ve just been thinking a lot.” you hummed as you felt better about the whole thing. wally nodded and kissed your head again, keeping your head on his lap.

“but, besides that, what really drew you toward me?” you asked another question, wally hummed in thought as he stroked your hair some more. as if he was thinking.

“a lot of things.. but, it was cute seeing you do funny things. you were just a silly little neighbor to me back then, even still..”

“hm, that’s nice.. wait!” you quickly sat up, “what do you mean silly little neighbor?! could’ve at least said lover.” you whined as he chuckled quietly. “ah, yes. you’re right, silly little lover. you’re my silly little lover, right?”

wally hummed in amusement as you huffed, “guess so.. if you’re gonna call me something stupid you might as well make it less stupid.” wally shook his head and pulled you back to him, wrapping his arms around you.

“oh you, it’s not stupid.. and you definitely are the opposite of stupid.” he giggled and kissed your cheek, he definitely was feeling touchy today.

you couldn’t help but relax back into his arms. you were his silly little lover, his. and that made you okay with tripping daily, if it meant that.

as you closed your eyes and leaned against him more, he let out a little gasp. which made you jump a bit, “oh my, i gotta go give barnaby his microphone back..” he sighed and pulled you off of him gently, looking at his watch.

“you wanna come with, love?” wally asked as he grabbed his stuff, you quickly nodded. as he got up, he held his hand up. looking at you the same as he did the first time, admiration.

you took his hand without hesitation, you stumbled over a bit as you stood up.

he hummed in fondness, “you got it?”

“yep, totally!” you huffed in confidence, but after one step almost tripped over. you cursed yourself mentally.

“uhm.. how about i just hold onto you?” you sheepishly asked as you wrapped your arm around wally’s.

“not a problem with me, darling.”

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(character and artwork belongs to partycoffin!)

okayy,, i made this a bit longer than i expected it to,, but thats fine. anyways i think i figured out how to open up my inbox! sooo,, if you guys want me to write more stuff about wally or anyone else. im up for it!

btw THANK U GUYS FOR ALL THOSE NOTES YOU GAVE ME LAST TIME (•̀ᴗ•́)ミ❤︎︎

#wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home arg #romantic #imagines #silly

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h4sanz · 2 months

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obey me! visuals - pt. 1 (dateables)

characters: dateables

warnings: nsfw, penetration, dumbification, fingering, praise, orgasm control (if there’s any i missed pls lmk in the comments)

DIAVOLO

link — he’s a big man. so it takes a moment to adjust to his size, pretty much every time. however, as soon as you give him the go-ahead, he is moving at the speed of light. he will absolutely plow into you from behind, making sure to show your clit some attention as well. “oh you’re taking me so well.. you’re such a wonderful human.”

link — it was your fault, honestly. walking around in your pretty little uniform, purposefully dropping stuff in front of him just to show off your lack of underwear for the day. he’ll shove everything off his desk and plop you on there, and quickly force all clothing off of you. he won’t stop until he believes you’ve had enough, and with how you acted… that’ll be a while. “fuck, you can’t keep doing this to me when other people are around, mc. i just can’t help myself..”

BARBATOS

link — give him the opportunity to fuck you stupid, and he’ll take it. he loves to fuck you the the point where you can’t even keep your mouth closed, letting your drool spill from your lips. but don’t get too loud; the demon prince may hear. if you have to suck on his fingers to stay quiet, so be it. “oh c’mon, you can be quiet for me, yeah?” “have i really fucked you that dumb, my love? my, what a shame.”

link — one thing he likes more than actual penetration, is the foreplay. he’d give anything to see the look on your face as he abuses your cunt to oblivion. hours will be spent fingering you. all he asks is you come for him: but don’t make a mess. if you do.. well that’s for you to find out. “ah, ah. keep your head up. i need you to watch yourself.

SIMEON

link — oh boy, please ride him. he absolutely loves seeing you above him, taking control and showing him the ropes. he will rub all over your body; this boy is so needy for his lover—will spend the whole time caressing you, his grip getting ever-so-tighter when you squeeze him just right. “oh, please, please don’t stop. that’s feels so— ah, so good.”

link — he needs to see your breasts as you bounce on him. there will not be a time where you ride him and your tits are not out. he loves to rub them, pinch, suck them. he could possibly come to the sight of them alone. but you’re not complaining. the more he comes, the more beautiful his voice gets, the whiniest sounds you have ever heard will escape from his lips. “please, please, please!” he doesn’t know what he’s begging for, he just wants this to never end.

SOLOMON

link — my, does he love pounding into you from this angle. he believes it’s the absolute perfect view of everything: your cunt, your face. the way you wrap around him is so mesmerizing, he just has to watch. and then watching his come spill out of you after he’s done, oh. he’ll shove it back into you and pop your underwear back on with a “don’t let a single drop escape.”

link — there is nothing he loves more than torturing you, sexually, that is. he’ll watch you as your face grows hot and your body squirms all over the place, not able to stay in one set spot. his fingers will curve jussttt right inside of you. you’ll be lucky if you come only once, cause when he’s in this mood, it’ll be hard to get him to stop. “that’s right, you can take one more.” “if you keep squirming away from me like that, you won’t get to come, sweetheart.”

#obey me! shall we date?#obey me smut #obey me diavolo #diavolo smut #obey me barbatos #barbatos smut #obey me simeon #simeon smut #obey me solomon #solomon smut #h4sanz writes ……✎

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weird-is-life · 1 year

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Sorry, i'm late

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Summary: You are late to your first date with Spencer and he misunderstands it as you standing him up

Warnings: language, angst, fluff, mentions of food, use of y/n and pet names

Words: 1k Masterlist

A/N: English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes

It was your first date with Spencer, the cute, a little shy neighbour. You didn't know him long, only since you'd bumped into him one late night.

You were dragging a huge pot for your new plant to your also new apartment and Spencer just came from a case. Somehow, you started a small talk and it went from there.

One day, he gathered enough courage to ask you out and when you didn't immediately respond, he was ready to apologise and run away. But you said yes with a big grin, you liked Spencer a lot, so of course you said yes.

But the date didn't start the way, you thought it would have, like at all. You were late and you felt like crying because of it.

Your car decided not to work just when you went to leave. Then you went to call a taxi, but your phone was fucking dead.

You couldn't drive there, you couldn't call a taxi and most importantly you couldn't even call Spencer to let him know, that you were running late.

You literally ran to the closest bus stop and got on the first bus, which's stop was the nearest to the restaurant, you were supposed to meet at.

You looked worriedly at your watch, you didn't know if you were thankful or not for at least it working, 'cause it showed, that you were 20 minutes late.

Your leg was bouncing as you impatiently waited for the bus to stop. As soon as the door opened, you bolted out of there and sprinted to the restaurant. By the time you got there, your lungs were burning and your side hurt.

You wasted no time to go inside and look for him, but you couldn't find him.

"Umm miss, can i help you with something?" a waiter asked you.

"Yes, my friend made a reservation here? Reid, Spencer Reid?" you questioned, hoping he'd still be there.

"I'll look..." he looked at some paper and you nervously bit your lip,"Ah yes, table six. But i think your friend has already left."

Your face fell, god you felt so stupid for accidently standing him up, " y-you wouldn't happen to know when he left, would you?"

"I think it was around 5 minutes ago."

"Thank you so much..." you stumbled with a frown out of there, mad at yourself. Spencer probably thought you just said yes to make fun of him.

And indeed, he really thought that. Spencer anxious waited for you. The first ten minutes, he still thought you were coming, it was normal for people to be late. But when 10 minutes turned into 25, he gave up.

He really thought, you would come and worse he thought, you actually liked him. A big mistake as it appeared.

He payed for the water, he ordered and went home. The embarrasment was nowhere near as big as the dissapointment, he felt. Swallowing hard, he drove home and slumped on his couch, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

You on the other hand were running (speed walking, 'cause your stamina was gone) through the city again. You couldn't let Spencer think you stood him up, there was no way you'd let that happen.

And to your 'luck' it even started raining. You felt like the biggest fucking joke. You got to your apartment complex in record time. You were soaked to the bone and gasping for air, but still very determined to explain everything to Spencer.

You quickly knocked on his door. You stood there, a water puddle formed under you, while you waited for him to open. He didn't.

You could hear the sounds coming from the inside and you saw his car parked outside, so you knew, he was home.

You tried again, this time calling his name out, too.

You heard a shuffle of stuff and then the door swung open, " Yes?" He asked, avoiding looking at you.

"I'm so-"

"We don't need to do this. I get it, you didn't want to go out, it's okay" he went to close the door, but you put your hand on the door.

"Please y/n, j-just leave" he pleaded quietly. It wasn't the first time, someone played a cruel prank on him.

"B-but i did want to go out with you, i really did," you sighed and he looked at you for the first time, surprised to see you all wet and he clearly didn't believe you.

"I mean it. I was ready to leave, but my car wouldn't start. So I wanted to call you, let you know i was going to be late and then call taxi, but my phone was dead, well still is," you pulled it out of your pocket, finding it also drowned now, " So then i got on the first bus and ran to the restaurant. You weren't there a-and i asked the waiter, he said you left around 5 minutes ago. So I quickly ran here, hoping to explain, "

You didn't even notice, that Spencer started smiling halfway through your explanation as you rambled, looking everywhere but Spencer.

"I was really looking forward to the date, Spencer. I would never stand you up like that "you paced anxiously from one foot to the other, eyes fixed on the floor.

"You ran to the restaurant?" Spencer asked, astonished and amused.

"Well yeah," you sheepishly admited, "as i said, i was excited about the dinner."

Spencer couldn't stop smiling, he was so relieved to find out, it was just a misuderstanding, " W-would you like to come inside for a pizza?"

"What?" you looked at up in confusion at Spencer and found him softly smiling at you.

"I'm not mad at you, i believe you" he said.

"Really?"

"Yes, so would you like to come over for pizza?"

"Definitely," you said, maybe too quickly, but you didn't really care,"just give me a second. I have to change out of these" you gestured at your soaked clothes.

"Great, i'll leave the door open, yeah? So you can just walk inside" he beamed at you. Spencer was glad, that you said yes to this back up plan.

"Okay, i'll be right back" you sprinted to the elevator with a big smile, making Spencer chuckle at you.

Maybe the date didn't start the way you imagined it would, but the rest of it was better than your expectations.

...

Hey guys, thank you for reading. Feedback is always appreciated. Please let me know what you think. Also, i'm thinking about taking some requests, sooo if you have any feel free to send them in.

Have a great day and stay safe everybody. Peace out ☀️

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid angst #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction

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urwifebabes · 2 months

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Heyo

This is the same person that left some prompts with @2faced-fairy . One of the ones I wrote I really liked so I just wanted to see your take cuz I was kinda proud 🥲

It’s was to have CatNap and DogDay fuck you at the same time *both P in V*, their cocks tense as they rubbed against each other inside reader. But even after they both came, reader kept bouncing on them.

Please be like, really graphic about it. Skin slapping and stuff. They’re ‘trying to beg’ reader to stop, but the pleasure is just so good. And it’s so hot their lover can make them both feel so good. And with the tension of their cocks against each other?

They’re moaning like fucking pornstars.

Plz consider it I’m in love with this concept but I can’t write smut without cringe and you’re like professional and stuff :,)

Thank u I love your shit

A/N: okay this is a very erotic idea but I don’t really know how to be graphic, I’m sorry. I’ll do the best I can do, though!

“Both?”

Relationship(s): catnap x reader x dogday 🔞

Warning(s): smut

of course, you guys had talked about it before but you never expected it to happen tonight. your guys day went as normal as ever. you woke up last, your lovers had woken before you and were outside. Dogday was entertaining the kids and Catnap kinda just sat in the shade, watching. you could tell he loved the orphans just as much as you all did. he was just.. what’s the word? misunderstood, maybe?

today felt like it was going slower then usual as you sat in the classroom of Ms. Delight, watching as the kids took their test. After, they finished, you walked them out to the play area, watching everyone run in opposite directions.

For dinner, it was your night and you hated cooking for so many. but Catnap helped you. you were reaching for the flour, but you couldn’t quite reach. Catnap came behind you, pressing his body into yours as he grabbed it and handed it to you, smirking as he saw your tomato face. your cunt had began to hunger for him but you waited. you could wait. couldn’t you?..

you both finished cooking around 8:30 pm. you had the kids fed, bathed, and in bed by 10:24 pm. Dogday and Catnap walked with you to your guys’ shared home. usually staying at Dogdays since his was the biggest. you both still had your own homes but were barely there.

you laid in bed, your cunt still slick as you ignored the feeling. Catnap laid behind you and softly rubbed circles on your hips. Dogdays face was in your chest as he held your waist, looking up at you with the sweetest eyes he could muster. they were ambushing you!

Dogday had pushed himself inside, giving you a moment to compose. he and catnap were huge and to have them both inside you? that was a suicide very risky mission. you panted as Dogday finally bottomed out and you tried to get used to him. no matter how much they make you take their cocks, your always too tight. Dogday held you, lovingly, as you finally sat on his whole cock.

Catnap had came behind you, wasting no time. he repositioned you abit causing dogdays cock to move. he slowly pushed inside causing you and dogday to let out a whimper breathy moan. Dogdays dick felt heavenly, it was in the tightest piece of warmth and another piece of flesh was pushing against it.

you bounced on their cocks, harshly. the wet skin against skin sounds almost overwhelming. you could barely hear your lovers over the harsh slapping. “F—fuck, Angel— ahhh~” Dogday moaned out, his head lolling back as he came inside your womb. Catnap felt the way dogdays cock rubbed against his inside your little hole and he moaned out as the spurts of cum splashed against his cock, him instinctively shooting out his seed.

But you? you had kept bouncing, overstimulating them both. “W—wait, Angel, please slow— ah~!” “god, wait~!” They both tried to beg you to stop but you were too lost in your own world. the wet sounds coming from your conjoined body parts. the white sticky mess making strings between you threes connection. the faster you went the more they begged. catnap had begun to drool and groan. dogday had begun to cry and whimper as his body betrayed him and helped you bounce on their fat cocks.

they had cum again for the fourth time, you being on six. you finally stopped and laid against the sheets, their cocks pulling out of you. the white sticky strings still connecting their cocks to your pretty pussy. they looked at eachother and smirked. pulling you back on their cocks, which you let out a displeased noise at, not ready to cum again. they kissed each of your cheeks and held you. they just wanted to feel you, baby. just a little cock warming, okay?

A/N: I’m sorry I couldn’t make this to much in detail, im still learning , still I hope this made you happy.

TAGS: @2faced-fairy

#dogday x reader #smiling critters x reader #reader insert #reader x character #reader x crush #dogday x reader x catnap #catnap #smut #catnap x reader #dogday #dogday poppy playtime #double trouble #catnap poppy playtime

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fandomfucker · 17 days

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I loveeee the singer and rhea headcanons you write could you do one where the reader is an actress? Maybe they meet through the reader getting cast in a movie that involves around wwe so she spends time going to matches and backstage

YES

Also, the years are different because that's how i want it and I said so🤷‍♀️

You'd have starred in that movie Fighting With My Family (just a different year though)

Since a big part of Saraya's story was Wrestlemania, you were invited to that years Wrestlemania, just a month or two before you started filming

The one you were invited to was Wrestlemania 39 and you were able to go to not only day 1, but also day 2 and got backstage VIP treatment

You got to meet a bunch (if not all) the wrestlers and had a heart-to-heart with Triple H

Rhea saw you first

She was nervous and jumping around shaking out her hands when she saw you walk down the hallway past her open door

Her heart stopped as did her nervous bounces

She kinda just automatically walked out of her room and watched you walk down the hallway until she couldn't see you anymore

She turned around and caught Dominik laughing at her

He told her who you were and told her to go for it

She didn't have the confidence until a little after winning her match against Charlotte

"Oh my god! Congratulations on your win! I'm Y/n Y/l/n, its so cool to finally meet you. You, uh, you looked really good out there."

"Yeah, you too. Thanks, uh-would you maybe, wanna, like, I dont know, get a drink or something after the show? You dont have to if you dont want to but-"

"I'd love too! And...maybe you could teach me a thing or two about wrestling?"

"Yeah, for sure"

You'd never seen her so nervous and it remained that way until she wound up proposing

But she just thought you were so fucking hot

Little did she know, you were just as affected as she was. you're just better at hiding it

soon as you walked away from yalls first meeting you were blushing and stuttering so bad someone asked if they needed to get you medical help

You were able to watch the matches from the guerilla and get a feel for the environment; the stakes, the people, the emotions, everything so that you'd be able to replicate it for the movie

You studied peoples moves, not only how they moved individually but together

Letting each other know what they were going to do, setting up, taking the bump, everything

You watched Rhea the closest though

It was just because she and Saraya seemed to have a lot in common in the way their characters looked is what you told yourself. Totally not cause she was absolutely gorgeously lethal in the ring

She helped you spare alongside the people actually hired to teach you for the movie. The wrestling with Rhea was more effective because that was her expertise

You definitely learned a lot but you only ever won when she let you

But with her looking the way she does when she riptides you, losing really doesn't sting too bad

You officially start dating around the time the movie comes out later that year, she was your date to the premiere and you guys wore matching outfits and it was perfect

Once you moved on to other projects, Rhea found solace in watching some of your previous stuff she hadn't seen before but found that she could NOT stand watching you scream or cry or be covered in blood (and god forbid a combination of the three)

You woke up once at 2 am to a call from her, checking to make sure you were ok and to hear your voice after she watched a show where your character was tortured nearly to death

She doesn't watch any of your horror/sci-fi stuff anymore

Shes always your premiere date though unless she absolutely has to work in which case you just go alone, but together you always match

She does love the stuff your in where youre not being harmed though and she'll watch them over and over again

She has at least one poster from everyone of your projects up somewhere in her house

Plus an abundance of your merch

Like way too much for any normal person

Kinda gives off Tom Holland and Zendaya vibes, but you each think that you're Tom and your girlfriend is Zendaya (if that makes sense)

Rhea about has a stroke when she find out you guest starred in an episode of Supernatural when you were younger

The Fighting With My Family movie is Rhea's favorite though and harbors the most merch since thats how yall met

You've gone to a ton of PPEs and RAWs since you started dating and fans freak out every time

#rhea ripley #the judgement day #rhea ripley x reader #the judgment day #wwe #wwe raw #tjd x reader #the judgement day x reader #the judgment day wwe #the judgment day x reader #wwe x reader #rhea ripley headcanons

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saviorellie · 11 months

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can you please write hcs for ellie being jealous??🤭 like, reader is social and popular whilst ellie is an introvert, and she freaks out by the sight of reader talking with other people at parties and stuff😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

ooooo i love this idea !!! of course !!! :P

jealous!ellie headcannons.

pairing : ellie williams x reader

pov : second person , she/her pronouns & feminine terms

warnings : none i don’t think ??? insecure ellie might pull at your heart strings though

notes : ugh i love all your cute little requests !!!

you and ellie have been best friends since basically birth so, naturally, you go to the same school for college

with you being extroverted and pretty and sweet, every time there was a party you were invited

and, naturally, you bring your best friend ellie along

ellie hates going to parties

it’s too loud and too crowded and you always get dragged away by someone no matter how hard you try to convince her that you’ll stay right by her side

but she goes cause she loves you

even though she would never admit it, seeing you in your little skirts and cropped tops for every party makes her sweat

and she would DEFINITELY never admit this, but she doesn’t like the idea of other people (men) being able to look at you the way that she does

other people can say that you’re pretty and call you beautiful, but they don’t understand or know you the way ellie does

if you get separated at a party, ellie is always going on a mission to find you

how can she make sure you’re safe if she just stays put in the living room?

one time she found you in the kitchen cuddled under some girl’s arm and she thought she was going to throw up

she tried to keep her composure and linger in the corner but she couldn’t watch

she all but ran out of there

another time she found you leaning against a wall, a boy from her math class brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear

you were giggling but she was seeing red

she tries so hard not to get jealous and especially not to get angry but sometimes it just comes

she understands that you are not her girlfriend so there’s no reason to be jealous but she just can help it

her breathing gets heavier and her hands start shaking and she has to look away before she throws up on the carpet

“you’re not hers, you’re not hers, you’re not hers” is just repeating in her brain over and over

she’ll go to the bathroom and sit on the closed toilet lid and sometimes she just kinda has to cry a little bit

she wants you SOOOO bad but she is not going to put your friendship at risk by telling you

other times thoughhhh she just gets so angry

angry at herself for not just sucking it up and telling you she’s in love with you

and angry at whoever’s around you for not knowing that you are her girl (her girl that doesn’t know she’s her girl)

when she’s got a little liquid courage, she’ll walk up and throw her arm around your shoulders and say something cheesy

“hey i was wondering where you went” “you left me all alone over there”

you’re always happy to see her, none the wiser about what her intentions were

she hopes and prays that the person you’re talking to will maybe come to the conclusion that you guys were together

most of the time it works and ellie’s hands can stop shaking

sometimes you find her outside on the front porch, head in her hands

“hey you okay?”

no, she wants to say. the words “i’m in love with you” are bouncing around in her brain

“yeah i’m good, just kinda tired”

(please say that you’re ready to go home. she doesn’t know how much more of this she can take.)

“we can go home if you want, i just need to say by to my friend !”

what the fuck 😭😭😭

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kekethorpe · 1 year

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Why? Jealous?

Xavier Thorpe

I’m new so like…don’t hate too much :)

Summary: Xavier sees you talking with Eugene and gets jealous..so he fucks you really well

Warning: smut so 18+ (enjoy)

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Xavier watched as you put your hand on Eugene’s arm. The way you laugh as the boy talks. He watches the way you give the boy a light smile. He watches the way your skirt moves as you bounce your leg, the way it rides up your thigh. It’s driving him mad. All he wants to do is go over there to you, and fuck you right in front of Eugene.

He restrains himself though, knowing that would be weird and stupid. He waits. Waits for you to notice how he isn’t painting, and how his eyes are roaming all over you from your hair to your thighs. How he loved your thighs with a passion.

Later on he snuck into your room, the shower running, representing that you are in the shower, which should be for a while. He sits on your bed, his legs crossing, a tent from his boner showing through his grey sweatpants.

As you walk out of the shower you see him sitting there, looking dead at you. “Oh my god! How long have you been there?” You ask as you wrap the towel around yourself tighter. “Only for like two minutes.” Xavier replies, biting his lip.

He gets up off your bed, walking over to you. “W-what are you doing?” You ask as he stands right in front of you, his hands going to your waist. “I want to know what Eugene said that made you laugh like that.” He says, one hand coming up from your thigh, pushing a piece of your wet hair behind your ear. “Why? Jealous?” You ask quietly.

His hand that pushed your hair behind your ear, goes to your towel. He opens it slowly, the cool air hitting your nipples, making them hard. You suck in a breath as you feel one of his hands grab one of your boobs.

“I just want to know.” Xavier replies, his eyes focusing on your naked body in front of him. “You know you drive me crazy. The way you look at me so innocently, the way your skirt rides up your thigh anytime you move. Just you..you drive me crazy.” He admits.

His hands go to the back of your thighs. “Jump.” He demands, you following his orders. You wrap you legs around his waist, your arms around his neck. He’s fast to press his lips to yours.

It’s rough and fast. He uses one of his hands to slap your ass, this causing you to moan into his mouth. He walks you both over to your bed, laying you down gently. One of his hands go to your clit, which is soaking wet, even with just the little stuff he has down.

He runs one of his fingers up and down, collecting slick, but then he suddenly sticks a finger inside of you. You moan aloud at this, now being thankful that you didn’t have a roommate. “Fuck! Xav!” You moan out, your head throwing back a bit. He goes to your neck, biting, kissing, licking, repeating this on several places.

He continues to pump in and out of you until you feel that feeling in your stuck. “I-I think I’m going to cum!” You pant. Xavier suddenly stops, his fingers, his lips on your neck, everything.

“Why did you stop?” You ask, a pout on your face. “I have something better for you than my fingers, love.” Xavier says, a smile on his face as he starts to take his sweatpants off.

He aligns himself with your clit, looking at you for reassurance. You nod your head, this making him put the head of his dick into you. He slowly sinks in, his head throwing back as he feels how warm and tight you are. “F-fuck!” He groans out, his hands grabbing at your hips.

He bottoms out, staying there for a second, and then slowly moving in and out of your cunt. “Fuck Xav!” You yell out as he goes fast.

His pelvis hitting your ass and thighs. He grabs one of your thighs and puts it over one of his shoulders, giving him more access to go deeper.

“Oh my god! Faster!” You moan, your head throwing back, your eyes rolling back, and your vision going black. He follows your pleads, somehow going faster than he already was.

“Fuck Y/n! You feel so good!” Xavier says, his head dipping down to your shoulder. He is literally folding you like a pretzel. “Who do you belong to?” He asks, sucking and biting on your neck again. “You. I belong to you!” You say, your nails digging into his back.

The feeling of pressure shows up in your stomach again. “I’m going to-fuck! I’m going to cum!” You moan, your nails going deeper into his back. “Fuck me too. Go ahead sweetheart. I’m right behind you.” Xavier says as he lets go of your thigh, and starts to rub your hips.

You cum just after he says that, like his words set you over the edge. You clench around him, making him squirt his cum all in you, covering your gummy walls in white.

He falls on you slightly, body going up and down as he pants, your body doing the same. He pulls out, watching as a bit of both of your juices fall out of your cunt.

“You okay, darling?” He asks, his hands never leaving your hips as he rubs small circles. “I’m fine, baby.” You say, your eyes hooded. “Come here.” He says, laying down next to you, pulling you into his chest.

“You don’t have to worry about Eugene. Nothing will ever happen. I’m yours and only yours.” You say, nuzzling your head closer into his neck. “Good to know. Sorry if I was too rough.” He says, giving you a kiss on your forehead. “You didn’t, don’t worry.” You reply, closing your eyes and letting sleep take over you.

#xavier thorpe #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thorpe smut #wednesday #wednesday smut #ajax petropolus #ajax petropolus smut #im new lol

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hell-drabbles · 5 months

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So the Leviathan meme I sent you earlier got me a small brain rot. So Here we go-

Ever since your temporary stay in Hades, everything become much more hassles than it already is.

The king of this place, leviathan himself, seems to be infatuated by you for an unknown reason. It could be the usual 'you're the descendant of Solomon' or you simply didn't hold the same interest you have in him the way he is to you, even as he graciously welcomed your arrival with open arms, weird but who knows.

Upon the dark sky greets you from the enormous window, you long drift off to unconsciousness. everything became a white noise even the sudden creaking sound of your door getting opened, small, wet, and sloppy footsteps walking directly into your bed before climbing, although clumsily, into your bed and rolling into your chest.

Your breath started to ragged as if something just punched the air out of your lungs. Your eyes slowly flutter open as you adjust the darkness surrounding you, with only a small fading light coming from the window but even that is enough to see a looming silhouette akin to...

A circle???

Your hand instinctively reaches and wraps around the 'something', earning a squick of surprise and resistance, as you quickly sit up. Whatever the thing in your hand seems undoubtedly soft and squishy, although something at the top of its head seems hard and long. you almost mistake it for a plushie if it weren't for the constant trashing around, trying to get out of your grip, and a bunch of high-pitched squick.

You pull the curtains to the side, basking further in the light of the luminous orb as you finally see what is in your grip. It looks just like a plushie as you first thought it was, it had small stubby wings and a beak though, which reminds you of a baby duck so it's not a plushie. But the body is round and it has a pitch-black button-like eye that always almost makes it look serious, just like any normal plushies. Also, it has beige-colored hair and a pair of horns with a silver chain attached on both sides.

Kinda weird but it seems that accessories reminded you of something, or rather someone as only one devil you had known so far, had those in its head. Maybe it could be Leviathan's pet? He didn't seem the type to keep a plushie around, let alone something that looked like him. But it couldn't just be that this... thing freely just passed by around. This is not Gehenna nor Tartaros.

You thought was cut when another high-pitched sound was made. You abruptly let go, watching it fall and bounce against the sheets before hastily rolling back to your lap.

"Oi"

You reach your hand out again as you try to pry off the thing clinging to your lap, it responds with an incoherent squick that sounds like cursing as it slaps your hand away with its small wings. Remaining stubborn about staying on your side.

"Brat" you hiss, although no venom was bitten into it. You were amused, having this small creature try to act like it was above you.

"Fine, I let you stay here for tonight but I'm sure Leviathan will not be happy with a trespasser like you"

You already can imagine the chaos Leviathan is about to cause when he finally acknowledges something that not only looks like him but also manages to gain your attention.

I wanted to keep this as long as I could in my inbox but I must show the world this!

Rather than go to Leviathan and tell him of this fluffy trespasser, you went to grab some food first because your needs come before anyone else. Of course, this little creature had to come with you, though you eventually did stuff him in your pockets because you needed your hands to carry your stuff back to your bedroom.

Sure, sure there's a dining room but that place is too big and you're too irritated to handle morning chatter and whatever potential horny antics might come up just because you're eating.

Anyways, the little chick that stumbled into your room would not stop trying to climb out of your pocket, so you just unhooked the chain on his horns and forced them through a belt loop. Now he just hangs and swings about, flapping his wings as you brought your food back to your room.

You set your food down, your curtains already open to let the light in, and place the small bird thing on your table. Dizzy from the not so stable ride, the Leviathan look alike rolled on his side until he hit your bowl.

You sat down and the chick regained is bearings. When he tried to climb up your shirt, you put a finger on his head and pushed him down.

"No," you firmly said, "I'm eating. Sit and let me enjoy my meal."

And just to be sure he doesn't sneak off and do mischief elsewhere, you grabbed him and kept him in your fist. Though, not so tightly as to make his eyes pop out.

The chick cheeped and shrieked and you just squashed his head under your thumb. Only then did he finally quiet down.

About a minute later, you realized that you were actually suffocating him and him go with an "Oh shit."

The bird didn't roll this time. If anything, you can see the dissatisfaction in those beady black eyes. He pecked at your fingers until you had no choice but to put him in your vice grip. He pecked at your thumb and you squashed his head again.

Only then did you hear a satisfied sigh.

"The resemblance goes beyond looks, huh?"

Well, you learned something new today.

#admin #whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #drabble #writer: dyssey #reader insert #artist: dyssey

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kakksart · 10 months

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Want me to prove it to you?

NSFW themes . +

Aged up Muichiro - 18+ (bottom Muichiro🙊)

You and Muichiro were both set out on a mission, and that mission was to clear out an area that was infested with demons. Each time you looked at him you saw his gaze fixated on you. He would look away anytime you caught him.

This would cause distractions for him whenever he fought a demon. He even got hurt when he wasn’t even fighting a ranked demon.

“Muichiro, are you alright?” You asked him, putting your hand on his shoulder and slightly tilting your head to the right.

“Oh! Yes, apologies.” He muttered, his cheeks turning a bit peachy. Something was a bit.. sluggish about him today.

Curiosity got the best of you.

“Muichiro, something is up with you, and you are gonna tell me.” You shot him a quick glare which resulted in him turning his head away.

“Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry if I did..” You frowned, moving beside beside him as your shoulders joined together.

“No, you didn’t.” His gaze started to move slowly downwards as he saw your chest rising and lowering in a bouncing motion as you ran.

No, wait. He can’t do this, right? It’s just being perverted! But just only your voice made him extremely sensitive. As his gaze continued he crashed into a tree that blocked his way.

“Muichiro! Watch out.-“ Is all he was able to hear before he fell down on his back. Sending a wave of pain over him.

You quickly went over to him and reached for his head. “Are you alright?” You asked with a frown on your face.

“ngh..- yeah, I’m alright..” He groaned as he felt stinging on his head. He could feel your warmth on his forehead as you checked it.

Out of instinct he grabbed your hands and clasped them together with his.

“I- oh, I’m sor-“ His sentence was cut off by you crawling on top of him.

“You’ve been quite sluggish this mission.. why’s that? Is something, or should I say someone bothering you?”

He immediately sat up as you took in all of his flushness in. If you would’ve sat there any longer you would’ve felt him getting excited.

“N-no, I just feel a bit tired is all. My crow has been assigning me too many missions.”

“No? Want me to prove it to you?”

He shook his head and you gave him your hand for support. Before he could even fully stand up you pinned him to a tree nearby.

“Don’t think I don’t know about your little secret. You know, I think about you in different types of ways as well..” When you said this, he immediately went star-strucken. Right now?

This is all knew to him. He’d never done this type of stuff before! And that’s why your there to guide him.

“Tell me, what about me attracts you so much? Is it my features or something else?” You asked, a bit intrigued on what his answer was gonna be.

“Your personality is just so kind and your such a sweetheart. Your features are also so nice.. The way you act around kids makes you so bre-“

“Enough.” You spoke before looking at him up and down. “Perfect..” You teased, looking at him as you said so.

You began to kiss his cheeks, neck, and chin.

“Stop teasing me..” He huffed out, his eyes half lidded as he stared at you. A pant escaping his lips.

“Oh? Well alright then..” You spoke softly, as if you were talking to yourself. You began to kiss his lips as if the world was ending.

He tightly closed his eyes. He felt like he was seeing stars around him, poor boy. You pushing up against him and your chest? That would make anyone flustered.

You began to unbuckle his pants before stopping mid way, putting your knee between his legs and grinding on his bulge making him whine a bit. You suddenly stopped and stepped back, leaving him seeing stars.

“Oh well, we have a mission to get to don’t we? So chop-chop and then maybe we’ll have extra time on our hands.”

You walked away from the scene, leaving him a mess and his breath ragged. Why would you leave so early? It only made him want you more. Or is that what you wanted?

He was completely out of it. His hair all messed up and his face red. He would’ve never thought that he would get bottomed by you, out of all people.

“Hurry up Muichiro!” You yelled out to him, causing him to wake up from his day dream and begin to run behind you. While he was thinking of this the whole mission you were peacefully doing your job with no problems as of nothing had happened between the two of you. But you would not be able to do a mission when you had that ‘extra time on your hands.’ later.

So I’m not that great at nsfw/themes so forgive meee!! 😵‍💫 But anyway, thank you so much for reading!! MWAA .

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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I Would Wait Forever - Matt Murdock x Reader

Summary: You and Matt have been friends forever and one night, after mutual pining, Matt takes a risk

Words: 3k

Warnings: none

Y/N’s POV

I’m jolted awake by the sound of the front door shutting, a dark figure moving around almost silently as if he was trying not to wake me, masking being put down. Matt’s back from being Hell Kitchen’s vigilant, the famous Daredevil. We’ve been best friends for years so of course I worked it out quickly. Well, let’s just say Matt forgot to his suit somewhere other than his wardrobe that I constantly raid as his hoodies are so soft and fluff so of course I’m gonna steal them.

I gather my thoughts, trying to steady my heart after waking from a nightmare and I can’t stop the small flutter in my chest as Matt steps into the moonlight streaming through his floor to ceiling windows. He looks exhausted, his suit torn and bloodstained and he practically collapses into the couch, head falling to my shoulder. My heart rate skyrockets and I’m groaning as he’s laughing, soft and warm before pressing a kiss to my shoulder where my shirt has slipped down. His lips feel like a spark of electricity, causing me to shiver as his lips ghost my skin. My mind is racing as if try to savour the feeling, storing it away for a future moment.

We’ve always had a close relationship, but lately it feels like something has changed. There have been moments I’ve caught him looking at me in a way that makes my heart skip a beat. I know he can’t see me in the way but it makes me feel like he’s looking straight into my soul and it has made it hard to keep my feelings in check as I don’t want to ruin our friendship by confessing how I feel. I reach up, running my hands through his fluffy hair as I ask, “Rough night?” Trying to keep my voice steady.

He nods, letting out a sigh, breath ghosting my neck, “It’s never easy out there,” His voice is low and gravelly as he speaks, “But I can’t just sit back and let those bastards run rampant.”

I understand his drive to fight for justice but the thought of him getting hurt or worse, losing him, makes me want to stop him leaving every night. I know I should tell him how I feel about him but I’m losing him in anyway so I just stuff those feelings to the back of my mind and focus on being there for him as a friend, “You want me to run you a bath?”He’s nodding, moving his head from my shoulder so I can stand and he holds his arms out with a pout of his lips as his deep chocolate eyes are on my face but slightly too far up for him to not be blind. It makes me laugh how cute he can be as I take his hands and pull him to his feet even though he can very well do it himself.

I head to the bathroom to run the bath, knowing he’ll go to his bedroom to grab some clean clothes and a towel so I barely bat an eyelid when I hear him moving around while I turn the faucet on and get the temperature just right. Matt uses echolocation of sorts to sense his surrounding, listening intently as to how sounds bounce off objects and from that he’s able to paint a pretty accurate picture every time. He’s more than capable of sorting himself out due to this but I like doing this for him, being able to show him how much he means to me with my actions and I know he doesn’t mind it either.

As the bath fills I can hear Matt making his way towards the bathroom so I put some of those sweetly scented bath salts into the water, watching them sparkle and shimmer before disappearing and giving the bathroom a faintly cherry smell. Fuck it smells so good, cherry being one of my favourite scents. I’m turning the taps off when the bathroom door creaks and Matt is hovering there, a change of clothes and towel in his hands and he’s in nothing but a pair of boxers, making my mouth dry at the sight of him. His toned muscles and defined abs are on full display, thick thighs making me swallow hard before I’m clearing my throat and composing myself because what the fuck am I doing? A flush spreads across my cheeks as I force myself to look away, not helping when I steal another quick glance as he is so goddamn attractive and seeing him practically naked does things to my body that I can’t ignore.

I’m clearing my throat again, moving aside so he can enter the bathroom as I say, “It’s ready for you,” My voice coming out a little breathless and there’s a shit eating grin on those pretty lips, “I’ll just uh… I’ll be in the kitchen.” I’m nodding more to myself that him before I quickly turn and speed walk out of the bathroom, back to the kitchen where I put the kettle on needing a coffee. The bathroom door is sliding closed behind me and I’m leaning against the kitchen counter, trying to catch my breath. Seeing Matt practically naked always leaves me feeling a little flustered and it’s harder to hide my feeling for him, as if he’s being affectionate and all those accidental touches weren’t so accidental. No, of course I’m just overthinking and overanalysing all of this, my heart seeing what my heart wants.

The sound of the kettle bubbling interrupts my thoughts and I prepare myself a mug of coffee, adding two sugars and a splash of milk plus a little caramel sauce that Matt keeps here for me. As I take a sip I can feel the warmth spreading through me, calming my nerves and clearing my mind. The time flashing on the clock has me groaning as it’s almost five am and the sun is starting to rise and I should be in bed but making sure Matt’s not dead is more important. I can’t sleep until I’m sure he’s safe, hence why I let myself into his apartment and fell asleep on his couch. His couch is looking rather comfy again as sleepiness clouds my mind a little.

As I walk to the sofa I can hear the faint sound of water splashing and Matt humming to himself, drawing a smile from me as I know he’s relaxing after a long night of being the hero Hells Kitchen didn’t’t know it needed. I settle on the couch and grab my book, trying to distract myself and pass the time until Matt’s done. But, of course, my mind keeps wandering back to Matt and how he is so special to me. I can’t help but think about how much I care about him, how much he means to me and how much it hurts to see him come back battered and bruised. I don’t think he feels the same way so I keep it all to myself, wondering what it would be like to be with him, holding him close and kiss him.

I’m vaguely aware of the book slipping from my hands and my head falling back to the arm of the chair as my eyes are slipping shut, the thought of Matt being mine on my mind. The sound of the bathroom door waking me suddenly and Matt’s silhouette appears in the doorway, hair damp and skin glistening in the morning light. He looks undoubtably ethereal, rather quite the opposite of his vigilant persona. He’s smiling at me still on the couch, book on the floor now and I’m letting my head fall back on the couch, watching as he runs a hand through his damn hair, leaving it sticking up in odd directions as he speaks, “Hey,” His voice soft as he makes his way over to me, “That was exactly what I needed.” He leans down and places a kiss to my forehead, causing my heart to try take up skipping as a hobby, “And now what I need is you in bed with me so we can get some sleep before Foggy or Karen comes yelling in about…” He pretends to look at a watch on his wrist as if he would be able to see one if he wasn’t blind, “Four hours.”

Before I can make any response he’s leaning down again and scooping me up, throwing me over his shoulder with a shriek from me. As he carries me to his bedroom I can feel the strength of the his muscles beneath my body, his back and shoulders are broad and defined and I can feel the firmness of his biceps as he effortlessly carries me. It’s no surprise that he’s able to move with such ease, even as a blind man. He’s trained to navigate the world using other senses, his body honed for strength and agility. He’s throwing me don into the soft mattress, a laugh rumbling his chest when I let out a yelp.

His bedroom is simple yet elegant, with dark wooden furniture and navy blue bedding, the walls are a light grey with a few pieces of artwork hanging here and there. They’re my favourite shade of grey, Matt having made me pick the exact shade of grey as if he knew I’d be here a lot. The smug bastard. The bed is large and inviting with plush pillows and a soft comforter that looks like it would be prefect place to spend the rest of the day so I’m shimmying out of my sweatpants and before I can reach under my shirt to undo my bra nimble fingers are there, breath warm against my neck, sending shivers and goosebumps after the brush of his fingers. His touch is gentle yet confident, moving away too soon so I can slip my bra off under my shirt before laying back in the soft bed.

Matt is joining me, the bed dipping behind me and I can’t not wonder if this is what other best friends do. Do they share beds? Do they cuddle like Matt is doing now, calloused hands finding my hips and pulling me back into his chest. He settles, the warmth of his body seeping into mine, sends waves of comfort and security over me. His breath tickles the back of my neck as he whispers, “What’s on your mind? You’ve been deep in thought since I got back.”

“Just thinking about life, ya know?” I reply, trying to keep my tone light, “The usual stuff really.”

Matt’s grip on my hips tightens slight and I feel him press a soft kiss to the back of my neck, “Hmmm, what about life?” He has to be teasing me, there’s a small smile as his lips are pressed against my shoulder as he raises himself on one elbow to look in my general direction. I take a deep breath, unsure if I should share my thoughts with him, even if he has always been my confidante and safe space.

“I… I don’t know Matty,” I say, voice barely above a whisper, “"Sometimes I just feel like I'm stuck. Like I'm not really living, just going through the motions. Do you ever feel like that?”

His hand moves from my hip, tracing soothing circles over my stomach and it’s a little ticklish and he knows it with the smile pressed into my shoulder before he replies, “Yeah, I know what you mean,” His voice is just as quiet as mine, “But you know what they say, life is what you make it. Maybe we just need to shake things up a bit, try something new.” Try something new… I turn my head to look up at him, his face only inches from mine and the way the light from the bedside lamp is hitting his face… I’m shaking my head, trying to clear my not so best friend thoughts about Matt as he doesn’t feel the same for me. No way he does, but he’s moving closer, voice low and rough, “I could try something new with you.”

I freeze, my heart hammering in my chest as Matt’s words sink in. Did he actually say that? My mind racing with a hundred thoughts and questions but I can’t seem to form a coherent sentence as much as I try so I’m being stupid and turning my head away from him, trying to hide the blush that’s spreading across my cheeks. He seems to sense my hesitation and pulls back slightly, hand still resting on my stomach, “Hey lovely, it’s okay,” He speaks softly, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m sorry.”

With that he’s going to move away but I’m reaching up, fingers finding the stray tufts of his very fluffy hair at the nape of his neck as I roll onto my back so he’s hovering over me. My hand moving to his face, fingers gently tracing over his features and he lets me. I take int he strong lines of his jaw, the slight stubble that has started to grow and the way his cheekbones seem to be carved from marble. His nose is straight and prominent, giving him a rugged and masculine look and his eyebrows are thick and wee defined. But it’s his eyes that I always get lost in, a mixture of cognac and chocolate that seems to change depending on his mood but they’re always so warm and inviting when he’s facing me. Then there are his lips, full and soft looking with just a hint of a smile playing at the corners as he kisses the pads of my fingers when they trail over them.

This small action breaks my resolve and I’m suddenly grabbing his jaw, surging up to slam my lips into a kiss that pours all the pent up emotions I’ve been feeling for him. Matt’s surprised gasp turns into a groan as he responds eagerly, arms wrapping around me and pulling me closer. The warmth of his body envelops me, making me feel safe and loved, and I can't help but deepen the kiss. Our tongues tangle together in a dance that feels familiar and new at the same time, and I realise that this is what I've been wanting all along.

We’re finally breaking apart, panting and I can see the same desire on his face as he drags his bottom lip through his teeth, “Y/N,” He’s murmuring, voice rough with emotions, “I have been waiting for you to do that for forever.”

“You knew?” The moment is broken as I glare at him incredulously from where I’m laying below him, sinking into the soft pillows and probably looking no way as intimidating or mad as I hoped I would sound.

Matt’s face softens and he’s moving a hand to cup my cheek, thumb rubbing gentle circles on my skin, “Of course I knew,” He replies softly, “I can hear your heartbeat remember. I just didn’t want to push you, I would have waited forever for you to be ready.” My heart swells at his words and the warmth of his hand on my cheek. All the doubts and fears that had been holding me back melt away and I’m putting pressure on the back of his neck until he gets the hint, his face breaking out into a huge smile before he’s leaning down.

My heart flutters in anticipation, lips meeting lips and it’s better than I could ever have imagined. His lips are soft and warm, moving perfectly against mine and I can taste a hint of the peppermint toothpaste but the overwhelming taste of everything Matty is intoxicating. His hands cup my cheeks as mine tangle in his fluffy hair, pulling him as close as I can. Our bodies are pressed together and I can feel the warmth and strength above me, his body fitting perfectly above mine and I can’t get enough of him. The kiss deepening, hands starting to roam and explore.

His hands move down my sides, feeling the dip of my hips before he’s gripping them and pulling me closer. I’m running my fingers over his back feeling every ripple and dip of his muscles. His skin is warm and smooth, fingers running up his spine, feeling each vertebY/N and the muscles on either side as he shivers. The sensation of skin against skin combined with the passion of the moment is electric and exhilarating. It feels like time stands still and the world around us doesn't matter anymore. We break apart for a moment, gasping for air, and our eyes meet. In that moment, I know that I want to be with him, that he's the one I've been waiting for.

Matt leans down to kiss me again, and I can feel his smile against my lips. His hands move to my waist, pulling me even closer to him. I can feel the heat of his body against mine, and it's like we're two puzzle pieces finally fitting together perfectly. I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even more. It feels like the most natural thing in the world to be with him like this. The kiss continues, and I don't want it to ever end but eventually, Matt pulls away, a small smile on his face again as he moves back to my side. He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, his gaze never leaving mine. "We should try and get some sleep," he murmurs, his voice low and soothing. I nod, feeling a sense of contentment settle over me. As we curl up together, my head resting on his chest, I can feel his heartbeat under my ear. It's a steady, comforting rhythm, and I know that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, his heart my own lullaby drifting me to sleep within the safety of his arms and a promise of a relationship.

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reidslovely · 1 year

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hello! first of all, i love your writing! now, i was thinking... peter parker x adhd!reader!

maybe the reader is, for some reason, extra hyperactive and cannot stay quiet if their life depended on it, i'd like to see how peter would react! thx in advance!

Hi friend!! Thank you for requesting and than you for reading, I was having some questions on if I should write this as I am not diagnosed with adhd, but I am neurodivergent so I relate heavily to what is being said, so I'm gonna write it from more of my personal experience, hope that is okay :) 🫶🏼 sorry it's short, just a little blurb until finals week is over.

"-and I just don't think people understand that about his character. He's much, much, MUCH more complex than these movies make him out to be, Pete. And I mean yeah, I get it I do but these movies have the funding that the others didn't they could easily add a little more development. I will always prefer the reboot from a few years back his portrayal of the character is more..why are you staring at me?"

As you spoke you bounced on your legs talking vigorously with your hands. This movie night was Peters one and only plan to get you to calm down and relax from the day that started with you rearranging the living room and the bedroom, you having told him you have to be doing something today.

He helped you there but when he left for a quick super hero emergency he returned to find you still in your hyperactive cleaning, however everything had been strung out everywhere. stuff from the counters sitting on the floor seemingly forgotten as you had already moved from kitchen to living room mid way through. He picked up the kitchen, and returned to you.

Peter gave a slight squeeze on the shoulders smiling at you. "Why don't we call it a day on cleaning, and finish some other time? Mhm why don't we watch a movie."

You both settled on a move you had seen a thousand times. Peter knew there was no way to stop you automatically and it would phase out, however he's learned to embrace it. You changed positions multiple times, finally settling between his legs. you still squirmed and moved around, Peter chuckled jokingly leg locking you into place, which ended up in a quickly won wrestle fight on his part.

You had immediately begun comparing the reboots of the film over the years, chatting his ear off about it. Information you've 100% told him before but he wasn't going to tell you that. You looking up more facts on your phone, turned into watching TikToks about it halfway through the movie, towards the end you finally started talking again bringing a smile to Pete's face. Enough to let his legs slip that caused you to sit up, changing your position.

In that moment it was like you finally stopped for a breath, Peter held back a chuckle a loving smile on his lips. His fingers brushing hair off your face. He could listen to you

"Nothing I'm just enjoying you rambling about a movie we've seen for the one hundredth time." He leans in as he teases you, his nose bumping yours. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just have so much to say today." "You have a lot of energy today." Peter corrects with a chesty laugh. "I mean I can't complain I'd listen to you talk all day if you'd let me."

Sharing a quick kiss Peter felt you start to get up, he gasped and wrapped his legs around your waist pulling you into his chest. 'Let's watch the sequel and you can tell me all the stuff you hate about it too." "Can't promise I'll make it through the other one." 'Let's give it a go." He winks, pulling you back down starting the second movie.

#tasm peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker #tasm andrew garfield #tasm peter #tasm peter smut #tasm!peter imagine #tasm peter x reader #tasm!peter one shot #tasm!peter x reader #the amazing spider man 2 #the amazing spider man #andrew garfield peter parker #peter parker x y/n

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enid-rhees · 3 months

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study “break” || elisia brown x fem!reader

summary: Elisia gets tired of studying, so she comes up with a new idea to waste time with you.

genre: fluff!

warnings: making out

a/n: this came to me in a dream. icons by @elisiassideb1tch ✨

there was music softly playing from Elisia’s speakers, but that was the only noise that filled her room. you and Elisia both had your noses stuck inside your English class book, trying to remember every single word.

studying was Elisia’s least favorite activity, she always had much better ideas in mind than this. but you were taking it seriously this time as you had a final coming up, and Elisia couldn’t argue with that. she wanted to graduate just as bad as you. so the two of you could finally get away from this shithole of a city.

Elisia watched you from behind her book. you looked so cute while studying, so focused. you bit your pierced lips while focused, you always did that. it was something Elisia caught on before you even started dating. every few seconds, you would take your eyes away from the book to write down what you just read. Elisia was way far behind on notes, only because she couldn’t stop looking at you. but she knew that you wouldn’t hesitate in letting her copy off of you.

Elisia huffed and try to start reading again, but failed as she looked back over at you. you were so intensely focused, you didn’t notice her looking at you. so, she huffed again, this time a bit louder. a few seconds passed, and you slowly looked over to the side to meet eyes with Elisia.

“you okay, baby?” the pet name rolled off your tongue so easily. Elisia loved when you called her baby, she didn’t know why. it only sounded right when it came from you. Elisia shut her book and pushed it aside along with her notebook, causing you to furrow your eyebrows. “no. i hate studying.” Elisia huffed once more, looking at you with a small pout.

“did you want my notes?” you asked, pointing down to your notebook that filled the both front and back of each page. ugh, Elisia hated how sincere you were for her. all it did was make her want to kiss you until neither of you could breathe. Elisia shook her head and pushed your stuff away as well, ignoring your whine as she sat on your lap. “i want you.” she whispered.

your hands softly held her waist as her legs wrapped around your back, bringing the two of you impossibly close to each other. you held her from underneath her shirt, her skin warming up under your touch. “so… what do you want to do, then?” you asked in a whisper, but you think you already knew the answer to that.

without answering, Elisia leaned forward until your lips connected. you kissed back immediately, smiling at the cold touch of her nose ring hitting your top lip. Elisia wrapped her arms around your neck, keeping you trapped in her embrace.

this was already a million times better than studying. nothing was better than your lips on hers, Elisia could kiss you for hours without taking a second to breathe. your lips were always so inviting, with the two lip rings that sat beautifully on each side of your bottom lip.

when Elisia went with you to get those done, the piercer had quickly figured out that you were together and warned Elisia that your lips needed to heal and she couldn’t kiss you as much. ultimately, Elisia acted like she was dying without your kisses. but you’ve never looked hotter.

your lips moved in sync with each others, fitting perfectly like puzzle pieces. Elisia always knew you were the one for her, the universe left too many signs for you not to be. your bodies fit together perfectly as well, like you guys were meant to hold each other for the rest of eternity.

studying was now long forgotten as Elisia unwrapped herself from your body and pushed you down into her bed. your head fell onto her pillow with a small bounce as she pressed you into the mattress and continued to kiss you feverishly. you inhaled her scent, the aura of it calming you. Elisia was an expert at that.

Elisia’s hands ran all over your body, trailing up your thighs, up to your stomach and around your waist, up to your back. she left a burning trail with it. you melted into her touch, completely folding underneath her. she always knew how to make you weak just from kissing you.

your moment was interrupted when the front door opened, and then slammed shut. you looked at Elisia, who dropped her head in your neck and whispered, “fuck.” you giggled and lifted her head back up, “he knows i came over to study. we should probably get back to it.” you told her, a hint of strictness in your voice. Elisia whined, making you laugh adorably at her.

footsteps started to grow closer to Elisia’s bedroom, and both of your guys’ eyes widened. you pushed Elisia off and you both scattered to resume your previous activity, rushing to put your notebooks and English book back in front of you. just in time as Jake opened Elisia’s door.

you both smiled at him innocently. “i uh, just got home from work. you guys doing okay?” Elisia answered for the both of you, “we’re fine. just studying.” Jake didn’t say anything for a moment as he looked at both of you, but then nodded. “okay.” he said, and then awkwardly left, closing the door behind him.

Elisia waited a few seconds before pushing her things away once more and throwing herself on you. “Els!” you laughed, “we need to study.” you tried to say between kisses. “but do we right now?” she asked, placing a few kisses on your neck.

“if we plan on graduating and getting the hell out of here, then yes.” you said, holding her face in place with both of your hands to stop her from kissing you. Elisia couldn’t help but briefly fantasize about the day you guys finally run away.

“okay.” she whispered, even though she would rather keep kissing you than study. you pulled your notebook next to hers, “copy off of me. i’ll wait for you to catch up and then we can study together.” you told her, pressing a single kiss to the corner of her lips.

#divider creds : cafekitsune #elisia brown #elisia brown x fem!reader #elisia brown x reader #elisia brown blurb #t@gged #t@gged blurb #t@gged x reader #t@gged x fem!reader

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sombreboy · 2 years

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viceversa⇢yandere!JK [18+]

⇢Explicit ⇢xtremity: 3 ⇢pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader ⇢genre: yandere, nsfw, mild angst, mild dubcon ⇢word count: 2.5k ⇢warnings: mentions of violence, ‘abduction’, blindfolded/chained reader, manipulation, toxic relationship, smut (pretty mild compared to my old stuff.)

A/N: It’s a pretty mild smut piece for being me, but I enjoyed writing it and I decided to just let it flow freely without thinking too much, which is what I enjoyed about writing stuff in the first place. xo

JK is desperate to reconnect after being ghosted, and resorts to the only option he deems necessary to get your attention... You felt like he used you for a good time and had decided to break contact. Turns out, he’s the one who felt used by you. Why? Because that’s what was the truth all along.

... Your head moves from side to side, not quite sure where his voice is coming from. It’s like an echo, bouncing from left to right with each little word until it feels like his soft giggles are closing in on you from every direction.

It makes your heart beat so vigorously that you’re surprised it didn’t resound in the room as well.

A shaky breath is taken from your lungs when you hear the light thud of what sounds like boots. Slow, paced and controlled, his steps are anything but rushed.

It felt like minutes, where in reality, it must’ve been mere seconds. For some reason, you felt grateful that your eyes were covered. Not knowing what comes next is terrifying... But not as terrifying as it would’ve been if you could see if he was holding anything to kill you with.

“I’m not going to kill you.” He says it with amusement lacing the tone of his voice. You yank the chains on your wrists, gritting your teeth at the weight of them.

“Take these off..” You manage to squeak out the words. You rattle the chains again, feeling a small bit of adrenaline giving you enough strength to be rough. But to no avail, there is no way you could get these off without a key, “Let me go! Who are you?! Why am I here?!”

The man rests a palm over his chest, taking a deep breath as he watches you. Down, he tilts his chin to get a good look at you on the floor, tugging at the restrictive tools he’d so carefully put on you.

"Oh sweetheart, if you keep struggling like that, I might just lose control."

He sounds excited about it, there is no doubt in your head. A part of you felt familiarity the more he spoke. Had you met him before?

“T-tell me your name.”

“My name?” He pokes his tongue out to give his chapped lips a quick, moisturizing swipe. Watching you from this angle is beginning to put his hormones in a twist.

He steps closer, then crouches in front of your sitting form. His breath is so close that his exhales become your inhales, causing you to gasp.

“You should know my name,” He hums, reaching out to tug down the blindfold, letting it hang loosely around your neck instead, “Or have you forgotten me already?”

Your eyes slowly open, squinting until your vision adjusts to the sudden brightness of the room. The silhouette in front of you is blurry, with dark curls loosely bouncing with each little tilt to the sides that the man does as he patiently waits for you to recognize him.

When you do, you jump in place, retaliating until you’re stopped by the wall pressing against your back. Chains clank and rattle with the sudden movements.

“J-Jung...” Jungkook. It’s Jungkook. Your heart hammers so loudly it feels like your chest will burst. This man had been bothering you for months prior, practically stalking you since you’d ghosted him. A few dates, a few sweet moments, and many hookups... He had taken all of it seriously, as if you were meant to be forever. You didn’t want it-- and he refused to accept that.

You’d thought he’d moved on, as there had been nothing but silence for a while. But apparently, he hadn’t. Instead, he had you chained up god knows where.

“Yeah, it’s me!” Jungkook smiles. It seems genuine, but it fades as he crawls closer to you, knowing you can’t do anything but press your back against the wall. Part of you hoped you’d begin to melt into it if you press hard enough.

“Let me go...” You huff when you feel the warmth of his nose hovering against your neck, as if he’s inhaling your scent.

“No way,” He brushes his lips against your neck, moving up to your jawline. He can sense the subtle tremble with each breath you take, and he enjoys it, “I have been waiting for this day... You’ve ignored me, I have tried to get to you... But this was the only way to get your attention.”

“Maybe you should’ve moved on when I--” You’re cut off when he suddenly grabs your jaw with the palm of his hand, guiding your head to look straight at him.

“No! I will never let you go. You’re meant to be mine,” Jungkook’s lips twitch as he speaks, as if holding back more emotions than he lets on, “You think I let just anyone touch my body like you used to? Or did you just use me for some fun until you were bored?”

Your brows raise in surprise. Never did you think a guy like him would think this way--- as if he’d been used by you. Instead, you had been thinking the same about him. That he was driven by hormones to have a good time until he found something better.

“No, that’s not it! I never used you!” You suddenly feel a wave of emotions rush through you, ones that you’d left buried deep. Jungkook was digging at you quickly, and his dark, doe eyes really brought out the guilt that began to swirl in your gut.

“I was so hurt.. Couldn’t eat for days sometimes.” Jungkook continues on, leaning in closer again until his lips graze yours with each little word he says. Knowingly, a little smirk morphs onto his mouth, “You used me to get off whenever, and I would come to you like a lovesick puppy. Remember?”

You hold your breath, eyes unable to move as they’re captured by Jungkook’s gaze. They’re like black holes, eating you up without leaving a single piece of you intact.

“I know you remember.” He continues. Your expression said more than your words ever could. Before any of you could think, he leans in to close the distance between your lips. The hold on your jaw loosens, instead brushing down your neck and shoulders. He doesn’t stop kissing you-- and you realize that you were kissing him back as well, with more hunger than you thought.

Dangerous. You could sense every emotion, memory and desire flood back into your consciousness the second your tongue tasted the sweetness of his mouth. His hot breaths between kisses turns into low moans, and you couldn’t deny that his desperate need and excitement for you made your entire body quiver to hear more.

Jungkook finally breaks the kiss, leaving the two of you breathing heavily, cheeks red and flustered. He smiles, biting his lower lip at the sudden shift in your demeanor... You’re excited too.

“You do want me..” He plays with the shoulder straps of your tank top, wanting to slide them down to see more, “You’ve always wanted me, you loved playing with me. Don’t you miss it? We can be like this... always. Just use me again, and I promise, you won’t want anyone else.”

Your chest heaves with each breath. Your eyes move between Jungkook’s eyes, to his lips, to his neck.... You’re convinced you could almost see his jugular thrum beneath the skin, as if he just spent every ounce of his bravery to tell you this, more nervous than you despite the difference in power between the two of you.

But you remember... He was always yours. There was no power over you, if you’d just reassure him that you won’t leave. You held all the power, having him so desperately distressed that he found no other option than to tie you up to get you to look in his direction again.

Uncaring of the heavy chains rattling, you reach out to cup Jungkook’s jaw in your hands. His dark gaze feels infinite, like a portal that holds an entirely new galaxy within-- and yet, it is so simple to read the emotion that pours out of them when they focus on you so intently.

His breath is silent, but you feel it when he exhales a shaky breath in anticipation.

Do something. Anything, he thinks. All he needs is reassurance.

“Kiss me.” He whispers, putting you into motion himself. All you need is a little push in the right direction. Grasping the chains hanging from your wrists, he tugs you towards him. You almost fall into his lap, but he grabs a hold of your waist and pulls you close. The kiss is inevitable, practically shoving your entire body on top of his until he’s forced to sit on the floor, with you straddling him like you’ve done so many times before.

“Patience was never your thing, was it..” You mumble between kisses, struggling to keep your breaths calm and collected when his hands are greedily groping and tugging at your clothes.

Jungkook smiles and shakes his head, looking up at you as he manages to pull your skirt above your ass. A playful finger tugs at the fabrics of your panties, puling them to the side with so little shame that his smile turns into a grin of mischief.

“Never. Not when it comes to you.”

You dampen your lips with a quick swipe of your tongue, feeling his hands grope and spread your ass, knowing your pussy is so close and yet so far away for him.

“Y/N..” He whines, leaning back against the wall and showing you what bothers him. Looking down, it’s impossible to miss the thick outline of his cock bulging through his jeans. With his hands occupied, it is clear that he desperately needs you to help.

You comply, reaching between the two of you to tastefully feel him up. His length twitches in your grasp, and the sound Jungkook made just from something as simple as feeling your hands on him had your gut twist in excitement.

“You like me that much?” You ask, slowly clicking the belt open to be able to undo his jeans.

“Beyond... God, it drives me crazy..” Jungkook groans. He can’t help himself, giving in to the urge to touch you more. With one hand still on your ass, the other snakes around to the front to properly expose your pussy to him. Finally, when you’ve gotten to take his cock out to take it in your hands, he rewards you with a soft smile, staring at you the entire time when he licks his fingers until they’re warm and wet, then returns his hand back down to touch you.

“Ah, Jungkook...” You whimper. His fingers are warm, and the wetness from his spit makes it feel even better. He works on you with desperate patience, as if he’s holding back more than he wants to-- but refuses to lose control until you tell him to. He rubs gently, using his fingers to spread your lips, gathering your natural wetness to bring it to your clit, resuming his work as he watches you for reaction. His lips part with each little breath, feeling just as excited as you just by touching.

“Don’t say my name like that,” Jungkook moans sweetly, brows tightened in focus. Your hands are just as warm as they stroke him slowly, albeit a bit sloppily. He doesn’t blame you, not when he’s touching you this way-- and your wrists must hurt from the chains. He doesn’t mind it, though, but seems to enjoy that you’re still eager to excite him as well.

“Why not?” Your voice breaks a bit when his fingers withdraw from your pussy. He sighs and uses the wetness to take over where you’re stroking his length, giving him just enough lubrication to get himself properly worked up.

“Because, it’ll make me fall in love with you.”

....

“Unless, that’s what you want. Then call my name like that all the time.”

“Jung-”

Before you’re able to say it again, he’d grabbed your hips to pull you closer. It makes you gasp, but there’s no resistance-- you know and want what he’s about to do.

“Yes?” Jungkook adjusts the head of his cock beneath you, then gently pushes your ass down, but not all the way. Watching you from below, his brows raise in curiosity, “What is it?”

“I... just.... please,” You’re blabbering, slightly flustered. Your hands brace themselves on his shoulders, chains rattling in his ears when you move down on your own to finish what he started, “Jungkook, please..”

Jungkook gasps, eyes shutting tightly when your warmth embraces him fully.

“Fuck... You’re killing me.” He groans. Giving in to your pleads, he knows exactly what it is you were asking for. No thoughts in the way, merely the carnal desire to be as physically close as humanly possible. The knuckles on his hands whiten slightly from the hard grasp he holds on your hips, aiding your body to grind against him. His cock stirs you up from the inside, filling and rubbing the delicate flesh that he’d grown to miss and adore. Almost, as if despite the emotional turmoil he’d been put through, was washed away the second his body got to taste yours again.

Something was different. Previous hookups had been passionate and fiery-- no doubt. But this time, there was the desperation again.

You could feel with every little touch that he was begging you to stay. His mouth searched for the skin on your torso, lifting your shirt to kiss it between moans. There’s no rough thrusts, merely content with the lustful grinding from your hips.

“Jungkook,” You kept repeating his name softly. Everytime you did, you felt his cock throb inside of you. Every little breathy syllable of his name, over and over, had his hands trembling, ready to give you everything, “I’ll..”

“Yeah, me too-- god...” Jungkook buries his face against your chest, holding your waist tight in a hug. He wishes he could remain in this limbo of euphoria forever-- - right on the edge of blinding pleasure. But as most things, even the best moments have an end to them. With a low moan, Jungkook keeps you so close you’re surprised you haven’t begun to melt together yet. But you give back, wrapping your chained arms around him, until all he hears is the mix of loud, rattling metal and your combined groans.

... A long, silent moment follows when the high of the moment fades.

His breaths quiet down, withdrawing from your chest to look up at you. His eyes are tired, but nowhere near dissatisfied. He reaches for your wrists, and holds the chains’ weight in his own hands. Biting his lip, he reaches behind him in the pocket, fishing out keys to pop them open.

“I won’t force you to stay...” He mumbles, grasping your hands to rub the marks on your wrists, “It was just... the only way I knew to get to you. Please.. Don’t hate me for it..”

“... I don’t hate you,” You say, cuddling up in his lap, letting him cater to what he’d done to you, “I like you.”

“You like me.” Jungkook smiles and exhales. In relief, perhaps.

From there, Jungkook wasn’t sure what was going to happen. Neither did you. But one thing was for sure... He knew you’d taken pleasure in his desperation to get to you. Something told him that this wasn’t the last time you’d purposefully rev his emotions up to make him act out for your affection.

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