#💐.writes

[buckleysbitch]

Hiii is it alright if I request for a College!Camgirl!Ellie x college!reader? Could I also have a specific 💐 tag for when I ask things 😭😭?

PS: I love your work so fucking much, on my knees for them 💗🙏🏻

-💐

જ⁀➴ yes angel!! thank you <3 sorry this took so long btw!! lowkey had a bender over spring break and didn’t write 🫣

warnings: 18+, squirting, pet names, service top!ellie, camgirl!ellie, consensual video recording. photo credits to @ellies.galaxy on tiktok!

reqs are open 𝜗𝜚

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“you can take it baby. know my girl can.” the auburn haired girl whispered, while guiding your hips to sink fully down on her brand new strap on that sits erect on her pale lap. the aforementioned 8 inch, lavender toy was generously gifted by one of her followers, with a message attached that simply said “to break her in.”

since the moving in with ellie, you’ve gradually learned so much about her….possibly more than a roommate should. first, it was her adorable obsession with vintage video games, then the way she brings home little rocks and treasures she finds on the walk to class, then…it was finding her nude in front of a camera with your “missing” thong smothering her face.

but, you couldn’t possibly resist helping her, huh?

the video garnered tons, TONS of donations, likes, and subscriptions. her followers loved that it wasn’t a staged “getting caught” cliche, and that you fully indulged in her perverse energy. since then, she’s gotten lots of requests to keep you around in her videos, which you are more than happy to oblige.

the tip nudges against your cervix, a soft bulge appearing on your abdomen. as she shifts to zoom in on the precious sight, your long forgotten homework falls off the bed, papers sliding all across the floor.

“y’see that? how she’s fuckin swallowing me?” ellie asks the camera as she zooms in on the aforementioned “she”, being your fully stuffed cunt.

“els…please move….” you pant, digging your fingernails into her thighs as an anchor. “i…i’ll do….any-thng…” you whine desperately, dying to just rut into ellie’s hips on your own, but you know better. the first (and last) time you made that mistake, she tied you up with the vibrator on the highest setting for two hours, live-streaming the whole ordeal.

hey, at least she made over $500 off of it.

“show em how you feel, angel.” ellie coos, thrusting in and out agonizingly slow, propping the camera up on her dresser, the perfect angle to capture your doe eyes rolling effortlessly into the back of your head.

“els….ohmgd…please harder!”

without a word, ellie gets the most intriguing smirk on her face, massaging her calloused fingers into your hips for a moment….then suddenly gripping onto them, bouncing you on her cock unrelentingly. screaming her name, your legs go numb. every time your trembling hands go to grip onto her waist for support, she nudges you off, growing wetter and wetter watching you unable to stabilize yourself. a thin white ring forms around the base of her cock, that she scrambles to grab the camera and zoom in on.

“look at that…fuck.” she reaches down and thumbs on your clit, causing you to buck down into her even harder, if that’s possible at this point.

“gna…gna cum els….pleaseee…” you stare right into the camera, knowing that she’s gonna replay that moment over and over again later just to see the pathetic desperation in your eyes, your perfect pout penetrating her every thought.

“go ahead angel, cum all over this cock. show me how good it feels in you. how….how…god…how good i feel in you.”

those last words send you over the edge, collapsing into her while your entire body twitches. your tight, slick walls clench around the toy for the final time, her thumb on your clit encouraging you to drench ellie’s stomach and sheets.

“fuck…i got that shit on camera. you’re so goddamn hot.” she pans the camera down to her toned stomach, where your wetness is splattered. the euphoria hasn’t worn off yet, your eyelids heavy, vision blurry as ellie smooths down your hair delicately, throwing the camera onto her chair and cradling your head into her lap.

“such a good girl f’me…..”

#ellie williams au #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams smut #ellie smut #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #tlou2 #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #tlou #the last of us 2 #buckleysbitch writes #buckleysbitch #💐 #💐 anon #buckleysbitch 💐 anon

[hearts4hughes]

JEALOUS LOVER | CORIOLANUS SNOW

young!coriolanus snow x fem!reader

summary: coriolanus battles to control his possessive and jealous nature when seeing you with a friend.

note: i’m aware that coriolanus is such a terrible person, but it doesn’t help that they casted tom blyth (the definition of perfect) as him. i couldn’t fight the urge to write about him and i’m glad i didn’t! hope you enjoy!

warnings: borderline toxic relationship?, jealousy, angst w/ a happy ending, fluff, gets a little steamy towards the end (🙈)

coriolanus watched from a distance, his piercing eyes fixated on your every move. as you engaged in conversation with sejanus, a fleeting smile playing on your lips, a storm brewed in his gaze. his jaw clenched; eyes, once crystal blue, were now dark and stormy.

discomfort envelops him, triggering nausea through his chest; he refuses to be treated like a child. however, the simple act or even the notion of you interacting with another man, fuels a visceral anger: clenched fists, muscles tense, poised to eradicate any man who even looks in your direction.

“you’re so funny, sejanus.” you laughed, your hand lightly grazing his bicep. the action was subconscious. a platonic movement that made no one bat an eyelash.

well, except for coriolanus.

his tongue ran over his teeth as he shook his head, trying to control himself. self-control, he repeated over, and over again in his mind. he’d learn how to control himself at such a young age. to know how to mask any emotion in order to appear professional and calm. but one look at you laughing and touching another male had him forgetting all of his previous lessons.

taking a deep breath, he made his way over to you. his attempt to remain composed was unsuccessful. his fair skin was painted deep shades of red; his breath was heavy with anger; his eyes narrowed as he shot daggers at sejanus.

“hi coryo!” you smiled, taking note of his tense stature. “we were just catching up.” your hand motions towards sejanus who greets him. the blonde nods, not impressed with the whole situation.

self-control.

“well, we better get going.” he stated simply, checking his watch. “it’s getting late and i don’t want y/n and i to walk home in the dark.” he feigned a tightlipped smile. your brows furrowed in confusion. it was nowhere near sunset, what had the boy in such a hurry?

“it was nice to see-” your words were cut short as coriolanus grabbed your arm, pulling you away from sejanus and towards the exit. your head turned between both boys before sending sejanus a pitiful smile to which he returned.

as coriolanus whisked you away, the corridor echoed with the abruptness of his hurried steps. his grip on your arm, firm yet possessive, spoke volumes.

the walk home was practically silent. tension sat in the air weighing down both of your shoulders. your gaze remained fixed on coriolanus’s side profile. meanwhile, his eyes remained focused on the sidewalk, meticulously scrutinizing the cracks and crevices in the concrete as if searching for answers in their patterns.

finally, you broke the grueling silence. “coryo, what’s wrong?” your hand finds its way to his, intertwining your fingers. coriolanus, his gaze momentarily lifting from the sidewalk, met your concerned eyes. the weight on his shoulders seemed to lift slightly. his jaw tightened, but his eyes softened, revealing a vulnerability beneath his anger. “it’s nothing,” he muttered, the words carrying the weight of something untold.

your brows furrowed in gentle concern, “you can talk to me. you know that right?” at this point your walking comes to a halt. your hand raises to brush his platinum curls away from his face. he nods, but he doesn’t dare meet your gaze— too ashamed of his pathetic insecurities. at last, he lets out a huff, caving into the warmth of your touch and the sweetness of your words.

“i just… i didn’t like seeing you with him,” he admitted, his tone laced with vulnerability and possessiveness.

“with sejanus?” you inquired.

“yes!” although he raised his voice, his tone was still hushed— embarrassed even. “seeing you with him today, laughing at his jokes and touching his arm, made me,” he paused to take a deep breath, “it all made me jealous.” your hand found its way to his face, your fingers brushing his cheeks soothingly.

“coryo, there’s no need to be jealous,” you reassured, your voice a gentle melody. “there’s no one else i’d rather be with than you.”

the words, a sweet offering of devotion, seemed to fan the flames within him. a smirk played on his lips, ego swelling with satisfaction as his eyes, once dark and stormy, now took on a smoldering gaze. a subtle shift in his demeanor was evident as he wrapped his arms around your waist, hands trailing dangerously close to your ass. without responding, coriolanus leaned in, his lips capturing yours with hunger.

the kiss was fiery and a desperate need for closeness. his hand slid sensuously along the curves of your waist, fingers tracing a path, as if claiming every inch of you. his lips moved with a skilled urgency, exploring the contours of your mouth. your tongues clashed together in each other’s mouths. the blonde swallowed your moans and whines, trapping them.

as you both reluctantly pulled away from the scorching kiss, a lingering heat hung in the air. a sly smirk played on both of your lips.

“you have no idea what you’re doing to me, y/n.” he said, breathlessly. “and i want you to remember that every inch of you is mine.” you smiled, not quiet realizing the toxicity of your boyfriend’s words. you were blinded by his sweet, pleasing words and his gorgeous face structure to even notice.

the rest of the walk was silent, but the air wasn’t filled with a lingering tension. no, if anything, it was filled with a newfound sense of lust and love.

#hearts4hughes #nora’s writings 💐 #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #hunger games x reader

[mistachesme]

okay so I just read your post on genshin men if you go quiet , here me out.... What if you are a quiet person in bed? How would they react ??? Like would they pound into you until you scream or would they be content with it??

Oh boi they would have a field day with you regardless of whether you are quiet or not..

They are scrutinizing every little twitch of your body. In their head, they are mapping all the spots that make you tremble. If they find your sensitive spot, you are in for a ride. They love a challenge but when you finally finally let out a sweet moan, they go feral. You sound, oh so sweet. They are almost mad at you for hiding your moans. So, they go harder, so rough, desperate for you. It's enough for you to grab them as you scream for them.

- childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, itto

It was a lost game when you see how determined and desperate they are for your cries. No, they won't stop until you are moaning into the sheets. When you finally open your swollen lips to whimper their name, they are murmuring praises into your ears. They would fuck every sweet sound out of you with scary precision coz they are greedy for you.

- kazuha, zhongli, albedo, thoma, dainsleif

#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin x reader smut #childe smut #tartaglia smut #scaramouche smut #itto smut #arataki itto smut #kamisato ayato smut #ayato smut #kaeya smut #kazuha smut #zhongli smut #thoma smut #dainsleif smut #albedo smut #minnie writes 💐

[somenights]

ITZY ♡ Mr. Vampire / 2024

#itzy #itzyedit #femaleidolsedit #femaleidol #idolady #g #a #💐 #*mv #it's so weird writing 2024 😭

[cheollipop]

Heavy make out session with San, his hands have a mind of their own as they roughly palm your breasts, his lips never leaving yours as he swallows every moan ,

Meanwhile wooyoung is making out with your other pair of lips , mouth diving again into your dripping heat and hands keeping your legs wide open for him

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH 😩😩

Imma go take a walk around the block to calm down, brb

I should sue you for this. WHERE DID WY COME FROM PLEASE MY EYEBALLS NEARLY POPPED OUT OF THEIR SOCKETS--

ahem. thank you for giving me a reason to write office worker!san though.

nsfw under cut - minors dni!

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with his body heavy on top of yours, his hands crushed between the small gap separating you to palm at your tits, san's mouth molded against your own, swallowing the oxygen in your lungs until your felt out of breath. his tongue glided over the roof of your mouth then hooked behind your front teeth before rolling down to swipe at your bottom lip. you whimpered and moaned into his mouth, your hips rutting desperately and your fingers gripping the ironed white button-up he'd worn to the office today, still neatly tucked into his work pants.

he'd walked in on you and wooyoung—a half-naked mess atop the carefully made bed, wrestling each other out of your clothes while your tongues tangled desperately, drool streaming down the sides of your face as wooyoung devoured you.

one of san's hands hesitantly let go of your breast to grab your thigh, spreading you out for wooyoung. the younger man threw your other leg over his shoulder, dipping back down to your sopping cunt and flattening his tongue over your clit, urging you to use him however you pleased. so you rolled your hips over wooyoung's face and reveled in the shots of pleasure shooting up your spine, and yet what escaped you were whispered successions of san's name against his lips.

but then wooyoung was pulling away, and your confused whine was cut short when san's hand landed on your cunt with a sharp sting.

"dirty girl," san muttered, tenderly rubbing over the area he'd slapped, purposely avoiding your clit. "moaning my name when youngie's the one making you feel good."

before you could correct yourself—whining out a blend of desperate apologies and repetitions of wooyoung's name—the mentioned man wrapped his lips around your aching clit and sucked gently.

"don't worry, my sweet darling. just let me hear your voice, that's all I need."

and you did, crying out when he pushed you over the edge, his tongue flicking over your clit until your legs shook around him, toes curling and your mouth ceasing its relentless movements against san's to form a placid 'o'. san tweaked your nipple between two fingers, letting go of your trembling thigh to press another two between your parted lips and sinking them down your throat. he watched you choke around them, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as wooyoung's tongue dipped down to lap at your fluttering hole, nuzzling his nose against your clit to feel you shake around him while he swallowed everything you gushed into his mouth.

before your vision completely unblurred, san was pushing wooyoung away, and you heard the frantic clinging of his belt followed by a thud as it hit the floor. his lips brushed against the cartilage of your ear, his deep, raspy voice sending a shiver down your spine.

"my turn."

#ask #woosan smut #wooyoung smut #woosan x reader #choi san smut #ateez smut #choi san scenarios #wooyoung scenarios #jojo this was...... #i blanked out while writing it and #you #i #we????? #jojo 💐 #hard hours

[lunarbuck]

“Clothes.  Off.  Now.”

LOVE LOVE LOVE thank you alice <3

pairing: Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)

wc: 1.1k

sneak peek: "Lemme see those eyes, princess."

warnings: handcuffs, swearing, pet names [darling, missy, princess, Sir], oral [m and f receiving], smut [p in v]

my masterlist | 1.5k sleepover

“You know why I brought you in today?” Sheriff Lee Bodecker asks, towering over you. You shift against the uncomfortable metal chair, handcuffs rubbing against your wrists.

“No,” you reply, shaking your head. He clicks his tongue at you, and you roll your eyes. “No, Sir,” you amend. The Sheriff gives you a look and rests his hands on the metal table, making his already tight shirt seem to get even tighter around his muscular arms. Your eyes catch on those arms; they linger on the soft lines of his face, the pull of his shirt.

You won’t lie; you liked how it felt for him to grab your hands and shove them behind your back earlier. The way he’d leaned against you, pressing you against the police cruiser, made your heart speed up in your chest. 

Lee’s gaze never leaves you. The heated glances he gives you make you press your thighs together. 

“Well, if you recall, you were speeding. When I approached your window, I smelled something foul in your car, marijuana to be exact, and you then proceeded to threaten me.” He says it all with a chuckle. “That’s enough to lock you up for the night, if not longer.” 

“Fuck that,” you grumble, hating the way your body responds to Lee’s eyes tracing over your body.

“You’ve got quite the mouth on you, missy,” he says with a grin. 

“You have no proof,” you interject, ignoring his previous comment. “You can’t keep me here.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, darlin’,” he drawls, raising an eyebrow. “I’m the Sheriff. And you were breakin’ the law.” Lee adjusts his belt before removing his hat, setting it in front of you on the table. 

Your mouth waters, betraying the lustful feeling growing inside of you. “Please don’t,” you whisper, the idea of spending the night in jail finally catching up to you. 

Lee smirks. “What kinda Sheriff would I be if I let criminals loose just because they said please?” He asks mockingly. “You’ve gotta earn your freedom, missy.” Before you can blink, Lee is tugging you out of the chair. You stand on shaky legs before him, letting your eyes drag up his mountain-like form. 

When you finally reach his eyes, you find them full of fire and hooded with lust. You imagine you look the same. “You gonna show me just how much you wanna be free?” He asks, palming the growing erection in his pants. 

“Yes, Sir.” You don’t even have to think. You just drop to your knees in front of him. With your hands cuffed behind your back, you have to wait for him to make the next move. Slowly, Lee’s fingers undo his belt and tug his zipper down. When his pants and boxers are finally low enough, you find yourself panting at the sight of his dick. 

You open your mouth, and Lee guides his cock to you. In a matter of moments, you’re lost in the feeling of sucking his dick. You take him as deep as you can, and he keeps his hands on your head, helping you with the rhythm.

“Putting that mouth to good use.” You moan around his cock, making him curse under his breath.

“Shit,” he grunts. “Lemme see those eyes, princess.” You gaze up at him as best as you can, with his dick hitting the back of your throat, and Lee rewards you with a smile. It doesn’t take you long to work him to the edge, but he pulls you off of him before you can make him come.

Lee runs his hand over your face, tracing your lips with his thumb. “Clothes. Off. Now.” The commanding tone of his voice sends shivers down your spine, and a second later, he unlocks one of your wrists from the cuffs. You immediately start tearing your clothes off of your body, tossing them to the ground.

When you’re naked before Lee, he re-cuffs your hand and takes in the sight of your body. Lee leads you to the table, helping you lie down against the cold metal. Your legs fall open, and he kneels in front of you. For a moment, you feel shy at the way he’s devouring your pussy with his eyes, but when his tongue runs along your core, the feeling evaporates.

Lee eats your pussy like a man starved. His big fingers find their way into your cunt, and you find yourself getting closer and closer to an orgasm with each second. His tongue circles your clit before his teeth graze it. He works you up expertly but doesn’t push you over the edge. Not yet. He waits until your legs shake and you’re on the verge of tears before he lets you succumb to your orgasm.

You shout out, legs tightening around his head as you come undone. Lee stands, licking his lips, and watching him do that sends aftershocks shooting through your body. He notches his dick at your entrance, bumping your sensitive clit with his tip.

“Please, Sir, please,” you beg, not caring how wanton you sound. You’re aching to be filled, to be stretched, by him. 

“You’re gonna kill me, talkin’ like that,” he grunts through gritted teeth. His cock glides along your pussy, teasing you. 

“Please, Sir,” you say again. “Please fuck me.” Lee’s hips stutter at your words. 

“Fuck, princess.” He pulls back and slams his dick into you, burying himself to the hilt. Your pussy stretches around his thick cock, and even though it burns just a little, it feels incredible. You moan loudly, wishing you could wrap your arms around him to pull him closer. Lee hooks his arms underneath your legs and lifts them to rest on his shoulders as he sets a brutal, deep pace.

Lee fucks you into the table, making each thrust more punishing than the last. You don’t care that your arms are sore and tingling from being trapped behind you. You don’t care how loud you’re being. All you can think about is how good Lee’s cock feels each time he presses into you.

He hits spots inside of you that make you see stars, and it’s only a matter of moments before you’re coming again. You squeeze around his dick, and that’s all it takes to send Lee over the edge. 

When he pulls out, Lee helps you sit up. He cradles you in his arms as he undoes the cuffs. “You did so good for me, princess,” he whispers, rubbing the sore spots on your wrists.

“Yeah?” You ask, gazing up at Lee through your lashes. 

“You were perfect.” You smile, nuzzling against his chest.

“Next time,” you whisper. “You’re the one in cuffs.” Lee chuckles, tracing a finger along your spine.

“I can work with that.”

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[sourscratched]

got caught in one of the back wheels of the bandwagon, extended corniverse headcanons be upon ye

my bryce and clark are based on the lovely lovely designs for them made by @gaybearwedding !! (well they at least were initially. things may have gotten away from me)

additional dumb doodling under the cut

(and one for my little team illinois + nebraska ocs ⬇️)

notes, headcanons, etc:

- the Wicked shirt and the blue button down (from the group pic in the first photoset) are both shirts i’ve owned for a long time and are still in my closet right now

- the team illinois and team nebraska captains are named dani (daniela) and miya and pretty much exactly what happened between bryce and clark also happened with them. they also spent a summer road-tripping together; prime grounds for homosexual thoughts to happen

- for anybody who’s watched the off book episode The Kids Are At Night with Mary Sohn (10/10 episode highly recommended), i imagine that most nights after clark gets done helping his sisters* with their homework he’s probably looking up online editions of Boy Boy Magazine. gotta get connected to the culture

* = my headcanon is that he has two sisters, one older one younger

- the Away Team is from the same country as Princess Emily but they’re diehard Nothing Everything Children Glass fans (is there an actual name for the group who made it?? tag with your headcanon for the band name) and there is a rivalry between the two factions

that’s all ive got for now thanks for reading all my weird little ideas!! 💖💖

#my art #play it by ear #im extremely late to the party #anyway!!!! #these were really fun to make #*slaps the cornhole in one characters* you can project so many queer young adult life experiences onto these bad boys #i haven’t been super active recently but ive quietly been keeping up on the content everyone’s been making and it’s so good and cute #it makes me super happy that more and more people are jumping in and making stuff for the series #💐🌸🌹🌼💝 <- for the pibe fans make sure to take one with you #anyway. my hobby is connecting elevator pitch to as many parts of the improvised musical universe as possible #i have more thoughts but im not collected enough to write them out.. maybe later #i feel like ive been so in my head with the hcs for this universe that there’s a lot of stuff in this post that must be ??? to everyone #but hopefully it’s like. mildly intelligible at least

[suchawrathfullamb]

teen! hannigram AUs where they call each other boyfriend are soso cute I can't get enough

#teen hannibal so would #actually canon hannibal named Will in his little patient notes “will graham aka boyfriend” #what do you think he was writing in those 100 pages Will found about himself? that's right: #“in today's session my boyfriend will graham took the fishy stuff I gave him plus strobing lights very well and fell under hypnosis quickly #“today my boyfriend will told me he'd fantasizes about killing me with his hands YAY 💐 ” #“he also said he finds me interesting 🥰 ” #nbc hannibal #hannigram #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter

[hearts4hughes]

Luke Hughes

4. "where's my goodnight kiss?"

luke hughes x fem!reader | request post

you have no intent to speak to luke anymore today. he’s been purposely causing arguments and bickering throughout the entire day. from when you bought him the wrong brand of toothpaste to you accidentally sitting in his spot on the couch, he’s found a problem with it.

now, you grab a pillow and a blanket from your shared bed, preparing to spend a long night on the couch.

“where are you going?” luke questions from his spot in the bed. his brows are furrowed as he examines you holding your favorite blanket and pillow clad in your pajamas.

“to sleep.” you simply state.

“and where are you planning to sleep?” he inquires.

you roll your eyes. “on the couch.”

his jaw clenches. he’s aware of the grouchy attitude that he’s been sporting, but every time he begins to apologize, you do something to annoy him once again. it’s not your fault, you could have stepped on the wrong floorboard and he would have freaked.

“why?” he whines, his voice suddenly small.

you stare at him, contorting your face in an annoyed manner. “because you’ve been an asshole to me all day and i’m not sleeping next to you right now.”

he sits there dumbfounded. he tries to figure out what to say next, how he could use his charm to get you to stay, but he has no idea.

you turn around, b-lining towards the couch— which seems like the most comfortable thing right now.

“wait,” his voice causes you to stop in your tracks. “where’s my goodnight kiss?”

you want to ignore him. you want to just slam the door and leave him alone, but his voice sounds so adorable. not to mention his cute, messy curls.

“you’re not serious, right?” you ask, letting out a laugh in disbelief. but luke doesn’t laugh, he only frowns, putting on the cutest face he can muster up.

hesitantly, you drop your blanket and pillow and walk over to him. you climbing on the bed and lean into his lips. the kiss is barely a kiss— it’s more of a peck—eliciting a whine from luke as he wants more.

you giggle as he swiftly flips you over and begins spreading kisses on your face and neck. finally, he pulls back, “i’m sorry for being a jerk. i’m so stressed right now with hockey, which is barely an excuse.” you look at him, urging him to continue. “you deserve so much better of an apology, but i promise i will make it up to you.“

“well,” you start, “you can begin by scratching my back.” you grin causing him to laugh.

“whatever you want, darling.”

#nora’s writings 💐 #luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes blurb #luke hughes imagine #new jersey devils

[mistachesme]

Endearing and hot things they would do as your boyfriend

This is for my lovely bff @p4latinus and their harem of men. Ily 💙

- when you reach for the shopping bags he is holding to reduce his burden, he shifts all the bags to the other hand to interlace his fingers with yours

childe, thoma, scara (pushing my soft scara agenda as always)

- places his hand on your lower back as you guys walk. Smacks your ass jokingly only to hear you squeak in surprise.

ayato, childe, scara

- when he finds you in the kitchen cooking something, he puts his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms around you. he sways the both of you to the tune he's humming.

thoma, kazuha, childe, ayato

- fixes your jewelry. learns how to do makeup for you. fumbles with the makeup set and does a messy work of it for the first few days. let's out a mirthfull laugh when he finally gets your winged eyeline right. always makes a point to do his skincare routine with you.

childe, thoma, scara (secretly good at it)

- touchy boyfie. he has to be physically touching you. Places an arm around you while walking. Puts his hand on your thighs, absent mindedly drums his fingers against your skin. It's a habit and he does it so casually.

childe, ayato, kazuha, thoma

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #genshin x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader fluff #childe fluff #tartaglia fluff #thoma fluff #ayato fluff #kamisato ayato fluff #scaramouche fluff #kazuha fluff #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #thoma x reader #kamisato ayato x reader #ayato x reader #kazuha x reader #minnie writes 💐

[harlowhockeystick]

ASKING YOU ABOUT CASUAL DOMINANCE COACH!SID

(also hi! so glad you’re back!)

-💐

okay:

sidney gets reader wrapped around her finger. he gets her in his grasp right where he wants her. even though she sought him out first, he was the one who fell head first. so he looks out for her but in very subtle ways, like saying “no more drinks tonight babe,” after she’s had two glasses of wine knowing she has a teachers meeting early in the morning. he guides her through thick crowds with his hands on her hips, not letting go until he knows she’s in a safe spot. but also he never ever lets her drive, once their relationship is public and established he is the one driving her to work, he drives her to her salon appointments that he pays for, and he is driving her to and from girls night too. at his games he reserves the same exact seat for her in a place where he can easily look up to check on her every now and then in the game. sidney also takes total and 100% control in the bedroom, not letting her lift a single finger to do anything except for a handjob or to tug on his hair and scratch down his back. he stays up late with her grading papers but it’s to make sure you get them done in time, he makes sure to have his hand on her thigh or arm wrapped around her at dinner tables, and he makes sure to text her and makes sure that she’s doing okay and if he doesn’t get a response within a few minutes he calls her, “text me back, yeah? gotta make sure my woman is safe”. he also has her exact schedule in his calendar so he knows where she is in the school, if she’s in a meeting, or if she’s off campus.

#my asks #j’s writing #nhl blurb #18+ #sidney crosby #nhl imagine #coach!sidney #💐

[cheezy-selfships]

I am aware that the whole "kidnapping his love interest" is a major part of Bowser' character, and an appeal to most people I suppose, but I want all the selfshippers to take a moment and imagine;

S/I intentionally getting into a situation where they're kidnapped

S/I finding a way to get to Bowser's castle undetected because they WANT to see more of this huge awesome koopa

Catching Bowser's attention as they are the only one looking at him with starry eyes and a beaming grin

S/I FLIRTING WITH BOWSER VIA CHEESY PUNS and it working (to start a friendship atleast and then *winkity wonk wonk*)

Or, and I want you to imagine the sheer comedy potential of this idea:

(Royal) S/I kidnapping Bowser, as they assume this must be a Koopa Courting Tradition™️, given how often Bowser does it to Peach.

I live for the idea of confused Bowser having a human PINNING after him and trying to romance him... Just

CONFUSED KOOPA KING!!!!!

#I actually really love this last idea it's like MISUNDERSTANDING OF GRAND PROPORTIONS!!!! #and yet somehow this results in future dates #Peach is confused and yet relieved that she can have some PEACE already #🌟🌋bow wow wow sir💐 #bowser x reader #selfship headcanons #bowser x s/i #if I had the energy I'd write something and tbh maybe I will #cheezy imagines

[lunarbuck]

" Are you wearing my shirt?"

AHHHHHH thank you for the ask alice <3

pairing: Sam Wilson x f!reader (any race)

wc: 1.5k

Sneak Peek: I know what I want, what I’ve wanted since the moment I laid eyes on you all those months ago. I just need you to say the word.

warnings: swearing, oral (f receiving), smut (p in v), fluff

my masterlist | 1.5k sleepover

You grumble to yourself as you walk down the hall, your t-shirt sticking to you like a second skin. You know it was an accident, but still. No one enjoys getting beer dumped down their chest. 

As you approach Steve’s door and shove it open, you look around for his bag. The safe house is smaller than what you’re all used to, and everyone’s rooms are not only closer together than normal but way smaller. 

Since Steve did all the spilling, he told you you could steal one of his shirts. It’s only fair. You find his go-bag open on his bed, and as you dig through the few clothes the man brought, you find a soft, olive-green t-shirt and tug it out. It’ll be big, but you’ve always loved an oversized T-shirt.

You tug off your beer-sticky shirt and replace it with the new shirt you’ve found. The door swings open as soon as you pull the shirt over your torso. There in the doorway, in all his wet, half-naked glory, stands Sam Wilson. 

Your eyes follow a drop of water as it trails down his gorgeous muscular chest, his firm abs, and the v of his waist. The water continues its way down below the towel that’s wrapped tightly around Sam’s hips, and for a moment, you wish you were that drop of water.

Sam clears his throat, pulling your attention back up to his face. He grins confidently. “My eyes are up here, sweetheart.” 

“Shit, sorry,” you stammer, suddenly embarrassed at the way you’d just ogled the man. Sam has always had this effect on you; his ability to draw you in with just a glance makes you weak in the knees. His charisma, his charm, are all your kryptonite. Whenever he comes into a room, it sends butterflies bursting in your chest. But he’s never seen you that way, at least, that you know of. 

Sam can have any girl he wants. Why would he pick you?

“Are you wearing my shirt?” he asks, stepping further into the room. You feel your heart begin to pound in your chest. Is this his shirt? 

“I– I don’t think so,” you answer, trying not to stare back at Sam. “I grabbed it from Steve’s bag.” Sam cocks an eyebrow, and a small grin appears on his lips.

“That bag right there?” He motions with his head to the bag you’d just gone through, and your stomach flips. 

You nod. 

“I like seeing you in my clothes,” he tells you, voice unwavering and calm. He steps even closer, forcing you to step back to try to keep the distance between the two of you. Sam’s resolve never breaks; he never loses himself. It’s something you admire about him but also something you can’t help but want to change. What would it be like if he just… gave in?

“It’s a nice shirt,” you say, internally scolding yourself for not having something better to say. Sam smiles, laughing lightly.

“You’re right, it is,” he agrees, turning to face you. “But I think what matters more is the girl wearing it.” Your fingers tingle with anticipation for what he’ll say next. Months of pining after this beautiful man has kept you on edge.

“Oh,” you breathe. Sam has managed to walk you back into the wall with nowhere to escape. But there’s not a bone in your body that wants to escape. No, you’re perfectly happy to be here, pressed against the wall by Sam.

Sam takes a moment before he replies. He runs his fingers up and down your arm, feeling the soft skin there. “I’m glad you’re here,” he tells you in a whispered voice. “In my room.” His fingers trace up your shoulders and neck until his hands cup your face. “Wearing my shirt.”

You’re putty in his hands, melting at his touch. Want and need settle in your belly, and you ache for him to close the distance between you two.

“Sam,” you whisper. 

“Sweetheart,” he replies. “I know what I want, what I’ve wanted since the moment I laid eyes on you all those months ago. I just need you to say the word.” The smile he gives you makes your world stop turning. It sends you tilting on your axis.

“Please.” Sam’s lips are on you a breath later, sealing your fate. He kisses you sweetly, but you can tell that he’s barely holding back the fire and passion he feels. You want him to let go, to stop holding back.

Your hands fly up around his neck, pulling him closer, and you let your fingernails scrape slightly against his scalp. His hands leave your face, instead finding their way to your waist so he can bring your hips to his.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he practically moans into your mouth, pressing himself against you. Even through the towel, you can feel how hard he is, how much he wants you. 

“Then take me.” It’s like a switch flips in his head. In an instant, he tears the towel off, leaving him naked before you. You do your best to tug your pants down your legs, but when you go to take off the shirt, Sam stops you.

“Uh uh,” he teasingly scolds, shaking his head as he kneels in front of you. “When I fuck you, sweetheart, you’re gonna be wearing my shirt. Screaming my name. Coming apart on my cock.” You swear your heart stops beating in your chest. As the last word leaves his lips, he presses a kiss to your clothed clit. Sam soon remedies this, though, and the moment you’re exposed, he devours you.

All you can do is hold on to him for dear life as he eats you out with a fervor you’ve never experienced before. He eats you out like a man starved, like you’re the first drink of water after he’s been lost in the desert. Every time his teeth graze over your clit, you see stars, and when he presses two of his thick fingers inside of you, you nearly keel over.

“You taste so sweet,” he tells you, sucking a mark into your inner thigh. “Just how I knew you would.” Sam plays you like a fiddle, feeding the fire in your belly until you’re about to fall over the edge.

“Please, Sam,” you whimper, fingers digging into his shoulders. “Please.” He smiles up at you, and the sight alone nearly makes you come.

“Come all over my face, sweetheart. Lemme taste it.” Your orgasm hits you like a truck, sending you spiraling. Sam doesn’t slow down; he just works you through it, prolonging the pleasure until it becomes too much. When you finally push his face away, he stands, a million-watt smile on his lips.

“Oh my god, Sam,” you say, laughing as you come down from the high.

“You’re perfect,” he says, leaning in to kiss you. The taste of yourself mixed with him is intoxicating. Sam reaches around you and picks you up, walking you over to the bed. He lays you down carefully, and you take in the sight of his sculpted body.

“Please fuck me, Sam,” you whisper, surprising yourself. Sam flashes you a big smile in response. He takes a second to grab a condom from his bag, and you watch as he rolls it into his length.

When Sam returns to the bed, he hovers over you and kisses you breathless before lining his cock up with your pussy. When he presses into you, you bite back a moan at the perfect way he stretches you. 

“So tight, sweetheart. So fucking perfect.” Sam sets a perfect pace, hitting spots so deep inside you that you see stars but quick enough to build your pleasure all over again. His lips worship your lips and neck, pecking and nipping at your skin. His hand anchors on your hip, holding you where he wants you.

Everything works together to bring you right back to the edge. Sam doesn’t let you come yet, though. He watches your reactions and changes his pace to tease you. The entire time, he whispers words of praise of how well you take him, how good you feel. You’ve never felt so cared for during sex before, and his words alone could make you come at this point. 

“Shit, baby,” Sam grunts, thrusting deep inside of you. “Need you to come for me now, sweetheart.” You nod, moaning wantonly. Sam snakes a hand between the two of you and uses gentle fingers to circle your clit.

“Please,” you moan, moving your hips with him. “Please, Sam.”

“Come for me, sweetheart. Come all over my cock.” You come apart under his touch, writhing and moaning as you fall over the edge. Your vision practically blacks out, and Sam picks up his pace as he follows you in finding his orgasm. 

Sam rolls off of you with a sigh, tugging you into his side. His fingers trace over your back, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt against your skin. “You should wear my clothes more often,” he jokes, tickling your sides. You laugh and snuggle closer, soaking in the smell of him and the way his body feels against yours.

You make a mental note to steal another one of his shirts as soon as possible.

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[feelbokkie]

Daily Seungminnie tax cause it's been a while since I've graced you with pictures of him ♡♡♡

so you guys have all been gatekeeping this picture from me huh?

what is this?

i'm having totally normal thoughts and can definitely breathe

i need to have a lie down

#feelbokkie answers #💐 mooties #bc i'm not writing smaus rn i only go on pinterest to get pics for amy's daily hannies so i don't see seungmo often #but what the fuck #bokkie's seungmo tax