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Since we're talking about Lando...
What about Lando and spanking 🤭
-🦋 anon
LETS FUCKING TALK ABOUT IT BECAUSE HAVE YOU SEEN HIS HANDS???
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congrats on 500 rory! i thought you had over 1k, how haven’t you?!
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ahhh thats so sweet thank you so much lovely <3
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Can I request a chan smut where you’re dating and he’s a virgin and has never done anything sexual before so you guys take it slow. You start off with giving him a handjob from the back and kissing his neck as well sometimes even light choking to see if he likes it and he becomes a sub and he cums hard. -🦋
thank you so much for your request, hope you like this! 🦋, i added you to the anon list!
part 2, kinda 🤓
cw: chan’s kind of insecure ; talking about virginity ; virgin!bang chan ; kinda sub!bang chan ; soft-dom!reader ; corruption kink (reader) if you reeaaaally squint ; a soft handjob ; cum eating ; ♡
“Are you sure you don’t mind me wearing your pajamas?” Chan stands there, in the middle of your bedroom, with your pink, fluffy pajama bottoms and an oversized white t-shirt in his hands.
It’s two a.m. - the two of you fell asleep on your couch while watching a movie together, with your legs entangled under the blanket and Chan’s head on your shoulder. When you eventually woke up, you absolutely refused to let him drive back home this late - he was still pretty sleepy, and it wouldn’t be safe for him to drive in such conditions, so it only made sense he stayed the night at your place.
The problem is - it’s the first time he sleeps over, and of course he doesn’t have any spare clothes he could possibly wear to sleep. The only option available therefore are - your pink, fluffy pajamas.
“Of course I don’t mind,” you giggle, kissing the tip of his nose. “You can change here, I’ll just grab my pajamas and go change in the bathroom,” you tell him, and then disappear out of the room.
You still haven’t slept together - in that way.
Mainly because with college and work you really don’t have that much free time to spend together, sadly; but also because, well, Chan’s a virgin. You were beyond shocked when he confessed it to you because he’s hot - like, really hot. You couldn’t believe it honestly, how is it possible? You’ve wanted to jump his bones since he asked you out! Not that there’s something wrong with being a virgin, of course, you just found it surprising since he’s attractive and really fucking hot.
So, to sum it up, you’ve been taking it real slow. The furthest you’ve gone so far is dry humping, and you’ve touched each other over the clothes, but that’s it. You still haven’t seen him naked and neither has he. Chan knows he shouldn’t, but he feels extremely self-conscious about his virginity because he really wants to have sex with you and touch you and experience all of his firsts with you, but what if he’s just… bad at it? What if his lack of experience won’t make it pleasurable or even enjoyable for you? What if his dick is not enough for you - what if it’s too short? Or not thick enough? What if he won’t find your g-spot or your clit? What if, what if, what if…
Chan shakes his head, beginning to pull his jeans down his legs. Why is he even thinking about this? It’s not like you’re gonna have sex tonight, there’s no point for him to worry about all of this stuff right now. You’re just going to sleep together - like, innocently sleeping, lying next-to-each-other-with-your-eyes-closed sleeping. He chuckles to himself as he puts the pajamas on, feeling kind of silly.
A knock on your door. Then, your sweet voice.
“Are you dressed? Can I come in?”
He puts the t-shirt on in a literal second. “Yeah, yeah, I’m… I’m decent. You can come in,” he mumbles, cheeks turning pink as he looks at himself in the mirror, dressed in your clothes.
When you come back inside the room, his breath hitches because how can someone be so beautiful? You’re not wearing any make-up, your hair is not styled and you’re wearing nothing but your oversized pajamas and fluffy socks, but Chan has never felt more in love with you than right now. The thought of you being so comfortable around him to show yourself like this makes his heart swell up in his chest.
“Wow, they look good on you,” you giggle, looking at him, pointing at the pajama bottoms. “Actually, they look better on you. You should keep ‘em.”
“I, uh… they’re… they’re pretty comfy. And fluffy too.”
“You’re so cute,” you peck his cheek, “come on, let’s go to bed.”
It’s an innocent thing to say, you intended for it to be innocent, so why is Chan’s heart beating so fast inside his chest as he slips under the covers next to you. It’s the furthest he’s ever been with a woman - with anyone, actually. It’s soft, it’s intimate, it’s… domestic. He kinda wants to do it again and again and again. It feels nice, you laying next to him with your head on his chest, fingers intertwined with his.
“I’m happy you’re staying the night,” you murmur quietly, circling his waist with your arm.
He chuckles. “’T’s not like you gave me any choice.”
You giggle as well. “Oops, my bad,” you lift your head to peck his lips. Chan kisses you back, pecking your lips two, three, four, five times until he eventually runs his tongue over your lower lip, deepening the kiss. He cups your cheek with his hand, brushing it using his thumb as you practically suck each other’s faces off until you pull away, leaving him kinda confused. “Let’s… let’s sleep now. Want to cuddle?”
Chan blinks, lips still puffy and swollen from the intense make-out session. “Oh, uhm… yeah, sure. Sure,” he stutters a bit, still kind of overwhelmed by the way your lips felt on his.
Chan panics as soon as he realizes he’s the big spoon because, well, he has a problem, let’s call it that.
As soon as you snuggle closer to his body and your ass brushes his cock, you feel it. Chan’s cock. Rock hard. His whole body freezes and his breath hitches - you can clearly hear his heartbeat, so loud in his chest. He’s so fucking embarrassed, he feels mortified. It’s the first time he sleeps at your place and his fucking dick isn’t cooperating. Why isn’t it cooperating?
Think of something ugly, Chan thinks to himself, hoping to get his cock to soften. It doesn’t.
It just sits there - perfectly hard, balls kind of tightening from time to time as he swallows the lump in his throat. Maybe you’re already asleep. It’s highly unlikely, he knows it, but hey, you never know. But you’re not, because he feels you fidgeting with the hem of your t-shirt. Peachy. You’re gonna think he’s a complete loser and won’t want to sleep with him, like, ever. At the speed of light, he tosses and turns on his other side, thinking it’d be less embarrassing this way, but clearly - he’s not the best at thinking under pressure, let’s face it.
But then you turn on your side as well, and you’re now the big spoon. “Why’d you move? I was so comfy,” you whisper in the still of the night, and Chan shivers when you place a kiss on his nape, your nose brushes his hair softly. And then you hug him, circling his waist with your arm, and he tenses under your touch, breath hitching.
“Was… was it because of… this?” With the tip of your fingers, you brush the outline of his clothed cock over the fabric of his pajamas. He’s… very hard.
Chan nearly chokes. “Oh, God,” he mumbles, burying his face in the pillow out of embarrassment. “‘M sorry.”
“Oh, it’s okay, Channie,” you place a kiss on his shoulder, over his t-shirt. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. God, you’re so cute,” you bite your lip, feeling him twitch under your touch.
“I, uh… it’s because we, uh, kissed. And also because you were… pressed against me,” he mumbles, “I’m sorry,” he repeats.
“Don’t be,” you nuzzle his shirt, breathing in his the scent of his skin. “I mean, I could… help, if you want.”
When you palm and squeeze his erection over his clothes, Chan feels like he could cum from that only. Your touch is delicate and foreign, and it makes him twitch in anticipation. “Yeah, I… I mean, uh, only… only if you want to.”
And of course you want to.
Leaving soft pecks on Chan’s shoulders and arms, you slowly allow your hand to slip past the waistband of Chan’s pajamas, deciding to tease him over his boxers for a bit before touching him properly. His cock is hard under your touch, and even though you can’t see it, you’re sure it’s a nice cock - at least, it feels nice. It’s not super long - above average, you’d say, but it’s thick and heavy. You really can’t believe you’re having the privilege of being the first person who’s about to wrap their hand around it - besides Chan, naturally.
“Does it feel nice?” you ask him, cupping his balls, and Chris whimpers, shutting his eyes.
“Mh, yeah, it… it does,” he whines, breathing faster. “Feels really good.”
You’re touching him over his boxers and he’s squirming already, thinking it can’t possibly get better than this - until it does, until your hand finally slips inside his boxers too and you touch him, wrapping your fingers around his length. His cock is hot and heavy, and it’s twitching, yearning to be stimulated more.
“Is this better?” You tease, already knowing the answer.
Chan muffles an embarrassing sound in your pillow when you swipe your thumb over his sensitive tip. “S-So much better. Your hand feels so good. God, ‘m not… ‘m not gonna last long,” he mumbles, embarrassed. He feels as if his whole body was on fire, and he’s pretty sure he’s red in the face, blushing like crazy until it reaches the tips of his ears.
“Don’t worry about that,” you kiss his bicep, “tonight’s about you. Just relax, baby.”
You entangle your legs together under the covers, starting to move your hand up and down his length slowly, listening carefully to every single sound that escapes his mouth. It’s heavy breaths at first, which then turn into soft, almost inaudible whimpers when you focus on the tip, gripping the pillow tighter as he clenches his teeth.
You want to make this first experience even more pleasurable for him, though, since it’s his first time receiving a handjob. Chan whines when you remove your hand from his boxers, already missing the warm feeling of your hand on his cock, he’s addicted already. And then, he feels your fingers tap on his mouth. “Spit, baby. Make my fingers wet,” you whisper in his ear, and he shivers. He nods, not fully understanding what’s going on, but he still does what you asked him to do, and before you know it, his saliva is coating your fingers and palm. “Good boy,” you praise him, and Chan blushes even more.
When you touch him again, it feels entirely different. It’s much wetter, and your hand slides up and down his length effortlessly, which causes Chan to turn into a whimpering mess under your touch. “Oh, God,” he whines with his eyes squeezed shut. With a trembling hand, he hooks his finger in the waistband of his underwear, and pulls it down the curve of his ass, freeing his cock and balls.
“Mhh, much better now, yeah?” You bite on his earlobe, then lick the sensitive spot behind his ear, the one that has his toe curling. “Shh, listen,” you say, allowing him to fully focus on the slick sound your hand is making each time it pumps his hard cock. It’s dirty, it’s obscene, and Chan absolutely loves it.
“Ba-Baby,” Chan whimpers, his fingernails digging in your mattress as he feels suddenly much closer to finding his release.
“Been wanting to touch you for so long, Channie,” you confess, kissing his neck from behind. He gets goosebumps. “Was always scared to overstep your boundaries, though. Scared to pressure you into something.”
Chan shakes his head as a no. “You’re not. I want this, I’ve wanted this, too. Was embarrassed, tho,” he admits.
“Why?”
It’s pretty funny, how you’re having this heartfelt conversation while you’re jerking him off.
“‘Cause I’m inexperienced. Thought it’d… dunno, turn you off?”
A mixture of his own spit and pre-cum is dribbling onto his whole shaft, coating his pubic hair and balls as well. It’s incredibly hot, you wish you could lick him clean. Maybe later.
“Oh, Channie. I’m with you because I like you. I don’t care if you’re inexperienced, my sweet baby.”
“Yeah?” Chan asks, sounding pained. He’s close, so close.
You nod against his skin. “Yeah, I… I think I might love you, actually.”
“Oh, fuck. Baby, baby… I’m so- close, fuck,” he pants, abdomen clenching, whole body shaking, ready to orgasm. “I might love you, too, baby. Wanna- wanna experience everything with you, baby. Wan’… wan’ you to take my virginity, wan’ you to be my first.”
“Channie-“ you clench your thighs together.
“‘M about to fucking cum, baby. ‘M-“
He quickly flips to rest on his back, so that he wouldn’t stain your sheets with his release. Always so thoughtful, your Chan. He even lifts his t-shirt, exposing his abs and torso, and this time watches carefully the movements of your hand on his cock as you pump him faster.
“Cum for me, Channie.”
With a high-pitched sound, he spills his seed all over himself, hiding his face in his hands as you milk him dry, making sure he gives you everything. He cums so intensely that his body just won’t stop shaking, chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath. You let go of his limp cock, not wanting to overstimulate him.
“You were so good to me, Channie,” you murmur, kissing his temple tenderly. “Did you like it?”
Chan takes a deep breath, and then he finally removes his hands from his face and looks at you. “Like it? My soul just left my body, I think,” he chuckles, but he’s still embarrassed. “’t was so good, really.”
“‘M happy you enjoyed it. Now let’s get you cleaned up.”
With a towel or some tissues, Chan thinks, and he’s about to turn the light on to grab some from your nightstand when he feels you shift under the covers. Then, your hot tongue on his skin, starting to lick him clean.
“Oh. Oh.”
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Currently thinking about Simon waking up in the middle of the night because Feral seemingly is having a wet dream and is humping him in her sleep. Whatever happens next is up to you, oh mega-brained one!
~🦋
Oh, 🦋, that’s such a good idea oh my goooood.
She’s climbed into bed with again, fell asleep wrapped around the closest arm and leg, face tucked against his shoulder. They fall asleep peacefully - totally normal night.
Simon wakes up late in the night to wiggling and groaning. For a second he’s worried she’s having a nightmare, shifts to gently wake her up. Except moving grinds his thigh between her legs and she moans softly, pressing closer, hips twitching.
He freezes, processing what’s actually happening. But that just makes her more frantic, whimpering softly in his ear as he tries to rock her hips against his thigh, panting softly.
And oh he’d be so conflicted. Because he’s not doing anything or initiating, and she’s trying to get off on his thigh in her sleep but also she’s asleep and he’s always so careful about giving her control of their sex life.
She starts whining, sounding frustrated and desperate. So wet that she’s soaked through her underwear.
He finally wakes her up, the hardest he thinks he’s ever been in his life.
“Mm, si?” She mumbles, half asleep.
“Having a good dream?”
She moans softly, rocks purposefully against him this time. “Mhmm.”
He squeezes her hip, gives her a better angle to press against. She makes a pleased noise in the back of her throat, one of those soft ones that make him want to give her the whole world.
“Help?” She murmurs. Oh, thank fuck.
“How can I help, pretty girl?”
“Fuck me?” she brushes her knee against his cock. “Please, want you to fuck me to sleep.”
It takes all his restraint to move slowly, roll her onto her stomach and ease her underwear down. She sighs, wiggles in a ridiculously cute attempt to help. Folds her arms under her head, perfectly content as he settles himself over her.
“‘S good, si,” she sighs as he sinks into her achingly slow.
“Just drift, pretty. I’ll take care of everything.”
“Course you do…”
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Making out with Simpbur and mutually being super whiny and handsy. Bonus points if reader is lowkey kinda obsessed with him- Like she's been waiting for this moment for a concerning amount of time... I dunno; I just like the idea of Simpbur in specific being SUPER loud in bed.
-🦋
(I'm so sorry for blowing up your inbox- I just love your writing)
“You’re So Cute When You’re All Whiny”
Simpbur x Female Reader
Warnings: So much making out lol, reader gives Simpbur a handjob while grinding on his leg, both reader and Simpbur being so whiny and needy for each other <3
Don’t worry about blowing up my inbox, dear 🦋 anon! Any chance to write about Simpbur is a goddamn GIFT!
Fic below cut!
I’d been dreaming about this for months.
I’d had a crush on the cute boy in my lecture hall since the first day of class, when he walked in, slightly late, and asked if the seat next to me was taken. We had slowly gotten closer, and eventually, he asked me to lunch at the campus cafe. One thing lead to another, and he was finally here. In my bed, shirtless in grey sweatpants, kissing me everywhere he could reach.
“I can’t get enough of you in those sweatpants,” I murmur against his smiling lips, one leg hitched over his hips. “God, you’re adorable.”
“You’re so hot,” he groans in reply, tugging my shirt off over my head so I’m left in a bra and leggings, slipping a finger into the waistband of the tight black fabric. “Can I take these off?”
“Please.”
One of my hands is tangled in his curls, the other teasing him through the fabric of his sweats. He’s panting like a dog from the slightest touch, having this whiny, needy boy in my bed is otherworldly.
Wilbur finally gets my leggings off, slipping his knee between my thighs and slowly rubbing it against the crotch of my panties. This leaves his hands free to paw at my chest, groaning as I dig my nails into his back from the waves of pleasure radiating from my core.
“I love those pretty little noises you’re making,” I sigh, starting to pull his sweatpants down. “Can I?”
“Fuck yes,” he replies, crying out as I wrap my hand around him and slowly start to move it up and down. Every single movement I make makes Wilbur whine or groan, and he can’t stop himself from thrusting into my hand. He’s so loud, so vocal, so whiny, every sound music to my ears.
He’s completely given up on any kind of mutual pleasure in just a few strokes from my hand, but I don’t mind. Every groan, moan, or whine makes me drip, and I start rubbing myself on his knee in time with my hand on his cock.
“So… so good,” Wilbur groans, pressing his face into my neck and letting out a long, low moan. “You’re gonna make me… cum… in my pants.”
“I’d… hope so,” I manage, sinking my teeth into his shoulder.
I’ve never been with anyone this vocal or handsy with me, someone so unafraid to let me know just how good I’m making them feel. And it was so. goddamn. hot.
Just as I shudder and soak the fabric of his sweats, Wilbur practically screams and releases sticky white all over my hand and the inside of his boxers, whining and shaking as I stroke him through his high before collapsing on top of me.
“Oh my God,” he gasps, sweaty skin pressed against mine. “That was…”
“…amazing,” I echo, kissing his forehead and sighing. “You’re so cute when you’re all whiny.”
Wilbur makes a soft, contented noise in his throat, snuggling closer to me. His breaths grow slower and slower as he slips into sleep, and I can’t help but grin.
This is everything I ever wanted.
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lifeguard!rafe …
that’s all i have to say
🦋.
he’d be awful skdjfjdjs he’d literally turn a blind eye to someone drowning if they had disrespected him in the past 😭
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let’s say ward completely cut him off because they had a big fight, and told him rafe needed to get a little job to support himself to prove himself worthy so ward would start supporting him financially again. he gets a day job at a public pool as a lifeguard, thinking it pretty easy work. he turns up everyday in his red swim shorts and sunglasses, grumpily sitting on his lifeguard seat blowing his whistle every 5 mins to yell at kids 🙄
“hey, hey — no running y’little shit.”
he puts in half the work necessary, not doing a whole lot of patrolling just showing up to yell from his seat and order people around — and no one’s gonna tell him to quit slacking off, because well— it’s rafe cameron and they’re honestly a little scared.
the one highlight of his day is flirting with milfs who bring their kids to the pool, suddenly switching off the grumpy-woe is me act and turning on the charm, big pearly white smile and compliments that make the women flustered and tell him he’s a ‘mischievous young man’ and sometimes even ‘you’re just like your father when he was younger, you know that?’
that is until one day, you start to show up with your younger sibling— and he instantly just is obsessed? you’re so sweet in your little pink bikini, sat on the edge with practically a mini version of you, kicking your feet in the water, all smiles as you look after them. you’re the girl next door type, the type he always wanted but never would be around to find one. he sits on his lifeguard chair twiddling his whistle in his mouth thoughtlessly, occasionally catching eyes with you and watching you shy away nervously. adorable.
your little sibling is fairly well behaved, but obviously they’re a child so occasionally they break a rule or two. he finds himself turning on the same charm he would to mindlessly flirt with milfs, but instead with genuine interest. leaning forward on his chair when you walk past to catch your attention instead of blowing the whistle and yelling.
“hey, just tell the little one to be careful running by the side of the water, a’ight? would hate to see ‘em slip. gotta be careful.” he informs you, voice softer than he was anticipating and a smile teasing at his lips. you’re instantly all doe eyes and apologetic nods, promising to keep an eye on your sibling better. “thanks, sweetheart.” he smiles before leaning back, dismissing you. you’re head over heels instantly.
ward calls him up a week on, telling him he’s heard good things about rafe at the pool and wants to welcome him back with some financial aid. rafe shrugs him off, deciding to stick around a little longer ‘til he can secure you before he welcomes you into his world.
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rooo, about the bros with a sweet mc ask i send youu, i never really make an nsfw ask so this is probably the first time i did it lolol (i'm also really bad at it😭)
like..the mc is probably also a virgin too yknow yknow, they are probably too shy to initiate things with others so when they were introduce to the thing they don't really know what to do with it...so the bros teach them all about it and corrupt their mind too- AAAA this is so baddd
-🦋 anon
Nsfw content MDNI
Okayyyy so I tried to come up with something 🦋!!! But was a little lazy on this- I never know what to write for virgin stuff hdjshsjsj
Lucifer, Levi, Satan & Belphie
Fuck he’s been watching you for what feels like forever, but never going too far, never pushing more then he should.
But there’s just something about how you look, eyes wide, sweet smile and most importantly is how you look at him.
Always innocently making eyes at him, looking up and smiling whenever you see him.
Now you’re finally here. In his bed for the first time and he’s trying so hard to be gentle, using his fingers to work you open, knowing it’ll help you, after all this should be about you and your pleasure first.
Slowly bottoming out inside your tight hole.
He lives for your wines, shaky touches and those pretty tears falling from your eyes at the pleasure flooding your body….Fuck now that he has you, he won’t let you go until he’s completely corrupted you~
Mammon, Asmo & Beel
He’d never tell you that your innocence is such a huge fucking turn on for him…..he’ll be patient, so, so patient, letting you be the one to set the pace and decide how fast everything moves. He doesn’t want to rush you.
And it worked so well! Here you are and he finally has you spread out on his bed, pulling your hips to his face and burying it there, watching your face intently and even when you’re cumming all over his tongue, he doesn’t let up.
Hands pulling you closer. Maybe he can pull at least one more orgasm from you-
#🦋 anon!#obey me!#obey me#om!#obmswd#obey me smut#obmswd smut#om! smut#obey me lucifer smut#obey me mammon smut#obey me levi smut#obey me satan smut#obey me asmo smut#obey me beel smut#obey me belphie smut#obey me x chubby reader#obey me x reader#roro writes#also full disclosure mm just a bit tipsy so idk if this is any good-
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Currently having OT3 brainrot with Lilia -after waiting for centuries for the return of his time traveler wife having existential crisis because baby Silver awoke without explaination while Dawn still sleeping, and asking himself if he ever could be happy with his family ever again- just seeing one day in NRC the young woman coming from nowhere and being the exact copy of his wife. Same face, same smile, laugh, manners, everything. His own wife -just younger.
Now, Lilia starting to becoming a little bit possessive and protective with the newcomer. Like, weirdly always there when a problem occur to help. And strange things happen too...
Some guys were mean to you ? "Hi Youngster, just here for a little talk. What are you doing to my wife ?" Strangly, one day, the meanies sudlently started to avoid you like their life were in games.
Problem with schoolword ? You have a wonderful senior to teach you everything you need.
Malleus coming to see the little prefect ? Yes Lilia knows his wife. She was always like this. Incredible and kind and friendly and- wait- he fell in love with her for all this, some centuries ago..."Malleus ! Wait, you going out tonight ? Why not playing card with Silver, Sebek and I ?"
Weirdly, after this day, Diasomnia had now a card play everyday until late at night-
All little things which, when y/n goes and came back again with the memories of the past, become the ultimate teasing material. Lilia can think himself lucky if Meleanor never hear of this, because it would be inbearable.
- 🦋 Anon
[Masterlist]
Hello 🦋 Anonie 🌺🌻🌷
I’ve been hit in the feels as I read this over and over. Just think about it? The whiplash of feelings Lilia is going through?
He’s been waiting and raising Silver, of course he has family to help out, but Dawn and You are not here. He knew you came from the future, but when? When will he see you again? When will Dawn wake up?
Lilia is constantly plagued by these thoughts, until he sees you again and finally, finally, his world is moving again at a normal pace.
Lilia sat thinking.
Would you two be proud of the the family he raised? Proud of him? It's been so long since he's last felt your warmth, since he last felt the companionship and support of Dawn.
Looking at Silver, Lilia is reminded of both of you.
Then one day, you appear and he's shocked. He observes you and that feeling of familiarity hits him.
It's you, his love, his wife.
Their Star.
Though it seems you don't remember him, and he remembers what you had told him in the past. How you were suddenly sent to Twisted Wonderland.
No matter, he will take care of you.
If need be, he was willing to make you fall for him all over again.
He was extra charming at this age if he said so himself.
It wasn't surprising that NRC wouldn't like change, but to pick on a magicless student?
How cowardly.
He knew you had your strengths, after all, you had wooed both him and Dawn.
Which is not an easy feat, yet his instincts screamed at him to protect what was his.
He would do just that.
"Let's have a chat boys~ I don't like the way you are treating my wif-, I mean the Prefect. Is there no honor among youth these days?"
You were so cute.
Lilia couldn't help but stare at you as you worked on your schoolwork.
Naturally, he had made it so you would come to him for help.
After all, wasn't he your cute upperclassman? He would always be happy to help those who need it.
...but that didn't stop the urge he felt in taking your hand.
He waited this long, he can wait a bit more.
Lilia knew you would laugh at him if you ever found out, but he couldn't take the risk!
You had befriended Malleus, and why wouldn't you?
You were kind, sweet, loving-
All qualities he and Dawn fell for, so can you blame him for panicking a bit?
It was bad enough he and Dawn had to fight off so many noblemen in the past, and he won't mention his annoying sister either.
His boys humored him, but the smirk on Malleus' face told him he wouldn't be let off that easy.
When YN returns from the past, Lilia is going to have to deal with teasing from all sides. At least he has his family again and they are all happy and whole again.
I also like to think that YN attracted all kinds of people, human and non-human. It’s their natural charm 💞💞
#answered#anonie ask#🌺🦋Anon🌺#twst knight of dawn#lilia vanrouge#twst knight of dawn x reader x lilia vanrouge#twst knight of dawn x reader#lilia vanrouge x reader#the knight of dawn#knight of dawn#x reader#malleus draconia
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in reference to the last Serial Killer!Ghost Captive!Soap ask: first off, HOLY FUCKING CHRIST. Second: I’m already thinking about how a reader may factor in.
Maybe she’s there with her friends, partying it up in the woods by a bonfire, and everyone is too drunk to notice she wanders off after hearing some whimpering from the thicket. She stumbles on Soap, muzzled tight and filthy and frantic and cradling his twisted ankle, and knows something is seriously wrong.
Immediately she drops everything and starts trying to help. She asks him if he’s okay, what happened to him, don’t worry, she’ll get him out of that muzzle. She picks at it with her fingers and nearly gets it off before she hears and FEELS a gunshot whizz right past her head.
Ghost found them. And seeing this precious little thing trying to help his good boy, immediately putting herself in front of him to keep him safe if need be, makes him start to wonder if Johnny could use a friend. And he hoists his rifle again, misses on purpose to make her yelp, and watches her back into a tree while he checks on Johnny. His ankle is fine, just a bit sprained, he’ll be back on his feet in no time. But he’s whining and shaking his head, trying to plead with Ghost through the muzzle not to kill this kind stranger who almost cut him free. He doesn’t want to see her die!! And Ghost turns back to the Reader, trembling against the tree and trying to hide behind her arms, and he comes closer like the menacing brick shithouse he is and she nearly sobs and begs that she’ll do anything, god, just please don’t shoot her!!!!
Maybe Ghost goes and kills all her friends first, comes back to find her still curled up against that tree with Johnny next to her, and she screams when she sees him fucking drenched in blood. Or maybe he takes her home first, puts her and Johnny in a crate together and locks it to make sure they stay out of trouble, and then goes out for blood; maybe he comes back to them dragging the bodies of Reader’s friends and it’s all she can do to keep from passing out. Maybe she gets included in their little chase game later on…
~🦋
someday i'll write my actual serial killer au but it is NOT TODAY so let's indulge in some variances <3 (ask is referencing this post)
i don't usually puppify my reader inserts to the extent that i do soap but holy SHIT if this ask doesn't beg for a puppy reader
ghost hunting his hound down, finds his poor boy injured and what seems to be an equally feral girl standing above him, totally protective :/ even when soap tries to shover her away, she stays crouched in front of him, hardly even flinching at the gun in ghost's arms
and isn't that interesting? this little thing so eager to protect what's his? oh, ghost is hooked immediately. (what's better than one guard dog? two guard dogs!)
manages to finally scare her away from soap with a few well placed bullets, poor thing tries hard as she can not to go skittering away but instinct gets the best of her eventually. she's not quite brave enough to tackle ghost when he gets closer, but he sees her eying his gun. ghost is quick enough checking soap that she doesn't have a chance to try anything
he'd come with a leash for soap (always makes the man crawl back to the car after their little hunts, just to keep him in that puppy headspace so he doesn't start struggling) but doesn't have an extra. good news is, soap is so desperate to keep ghost from killing his new friend, he's perfectly willing to follow without the leash when ghost hooks his collar and leash on the new girl
she doesn't have a muzzle (ghost doesn't have an extra, and none of them would fit her anyway), so he ends up tugging this wriggling and shouting thing along while his pup stays right at his side, providing such a good example for their new pet. ghost is already planning his rewards
he tucks them both into johnny's crate after wrapping the pup's ankle. gives his new girl a bone to chew on (plugs her nose and stuffs the gag between her teeth, tightens it until she growls at him and then ruffles her hair, locks her hands into some paw gloves so she starts to understand what's happening) and covers the crate in a blanket. smiles when johnny looks up at him nervously and his girl tries to cover her fear with anger
takes about an hour to kill & get rid of all her little friends.
and oh how she howls when he comes back home without hosing himself down. she squirms and writhes, kicks johnny's ankle and goes still when he whimpers. ghost can't help but laugh when she taps her forehead to his, an apology. his pups already get along so well, he can't wait to see how she'll fare after a little training
it's about time he got soap a friend, anyways. pups are social creatures, and he knows johnny needs someone to play with when ghost's busy. the new pup showed up at just the right time <3
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Imagine Carlos and butterfly nearly a year into the relationship and up until that point it's just vanilla sex and butterfly is getting more comfortable with him in the bedroom and asks to spice it up with like handcuffs or a blindfold and Carlos is just shocked but he doesn't say no
- 🦋 anon
okay but imagine her using them on him👀IMAGINE HIS FACE THEN
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do you think spencer would like baking? he’d probably like it just so he could get all sciencey about it, what do you think?
- 🦋
he probably wouldn’t like the mess of it (but he’d enjoy anything that means getting to spend time with his s/o) but he totally would get sciencey if you convinced him to bake with you, like “wait- you can’t just guess! you have to put this exact amount so this exact reaction will happen, then the cake will rise perfectly.” and as a result he probably makes pretty great cakes. 🤭
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can you pretty please try doing reader who is a certified yapper 🗣‼️ but also has moments where they just get tired of talking and are dead silent for like 20 minutes straight and then go straight back to yapping 😼 sorry if its super specific lmao but i do this all the time
also could i maybe be 🦋 anon??
hello!! welcome to the family 🦋 anon! and yes ofc :) sorry if I misunderstood, kinda autopiloted to mcyt so sorry if you meant this for another fandom LMAO ; struggled to think of new thoughts so sorry for small cast of people 💀🙏
MCYT ; certified yapper
includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, quackity, & nihachu
warnings ; language
masterlist
TOMMYINNIT
he does the same thing
will rant about anything and everything especially if you're talking about the same thing
but if it's out of the blue like "omg look at this tik tok drama blah blah blah" he just blinks before he's like "oh shit. here we go again"
then you just stop talking after a moment and gets weirdly uneasy with the silence
"can you talk more?"
"about what??"
he just shrugs "I like when you yap away, you're nice background noise"
you dramatically scoff "Okay, asshole"
you're silent for a while and just start revving up the engine again "Holy shit here's another thing, this girl-"
TUBBO
will proudly listen to you yap on about some stupid shit or about lore to a show/movie you're fixated on
he'll ask you questions and stuff
he's used to it dw
you'll go silent for a little while like you're processing new data and he'll just be like "Okay, I think we should do xyz and..."
then you'll like come back to life and start talking again
he secretly sets a timer each time you go quiet until you start ranting again and he'll put it on his stream 💀
"damn, 19 minutes this time"
"Huh? 19 minutes for what?"
RANBOO
nods along and actually listens
dude doesn't care, they're listening to you no matter what
whether it be about serious topics or some silly internet stuff you like, he'll always listen and make sure to note it down that way he can start a conversation with you about something you like or are passionate about
"yknow what I like about the nether?"
"what?" he smiles
"how pretty and diverse it is. yeah you can say the overworld is just as if not more diverse with biomes and stuff, but they could've just left it boring red netherrack everywhere you go and stuff, it adds so much more life-"
they love how passionate about things you can be
if for a very extended period of time, they'll check up on you like "you good?"
you just nod like "I'm tired of talking L"
BADLINU
nods along with you
he doesn't see it as yapping, he sees it as a genuine conversation no matter what you're talking about
adds some stuff in when you like pause to breathe
once you go quiet he can just sit in silence with you forever
this is basically his opportunity to talk to you about like tik tok drama lmao
if you don't know about it at all, all ears open and you're focused
your dynamic 🔛🔝
QUACKITY
you're both yappers let's be honest
constantly talking over each other and play fighting for the most attention out of other people 💀💀
"SHUT THE HELL UP I'M TALKING"
"I WAS TALKING FIRST, LET ME TELL THEM ABOUT MY NEW FAVORITE MOVIE"
then you just get tired of talking and wanna strip mine or something LMFAO
he always checks to make sure he didn't upset you after every time you go silent
it's just by reflex lmao
he does listen to you when you yap about a fixation don't worry
gift inspo goes crazy
NIHACHU
loves when you talk or yap about something you like or some drama you found
she's like your safe person to talk about everything to, she loves having that kind of title for you
"and then xyz"
"Oh my God, really??"
she'll whole ass put everything down just to listen to you talk about dumb shit I swear
she encourages it, like just speak your mind dude
also uses what you talk about as gift inspiration for anything, birthday, valentines day, anytime she wants to get you stuff
half the time you forget what you just said and she recaps you
"Oh, thank you! anyways-"
#lowkeyrobin#mcyt x reader#mcyt preferences#mcyt oneshot#tommyinnit x reader#ranboo x reader#quackity x reader#badlinu x reader#tubbo x reader#nihachu x reader#niki nihachu x reader#freddie badlinu x reader#🦋 anon
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Here’s my proposal, reader being completely new to relationships and the like- and being super touch-starved, who literally cannot handle something as simple as holding hands without becoming a complete mess; and Wilbur, who’s been in like multiple relationships, whose love language is also physical affection-
(Also could I be 🦋 anon plz)
Wilbur With A Touch-Starved Partner
Wilbur Soot x Gender Neutral Reader
Warnings: Fluff so adorable I kept kicking my feet and squealing.
Hello new anon!!! Or should I say, hello 🦋 anon :) As a touch starved person who’s love language is physical affection (when I want to be touched, that is) this is brilliant! Very fun to write! I hope you enjoy!
Headcannons below cut!
~He’d first pick up on you being touch starved when he held your hand for the first time and you immediately turned bright red, nestling closer into his side.
~You two got onto the topic of love languages shortly after that, and you mentioned that you loved physical touch.
~”Is that why you got so flustered when I held your hand earlier?” Wilbur would tease, and you’d sheepishly nod. “I love physical touch, too.”
~After a pause, you’d shyly admit that this was your first time in a relationship and you were a little touch starved.
~”Well, I’m happy to take things slow with you, love. But… do you want a hug?”
~It was a little embarrassing how fast you nodded, the feeling of being wrapped in his arms was otherworldly.
~After you admitted your love for physical touch, Wilbur would make sure you got as much of it as you wanted.
~Every time he held your hand, wrapped an arm around your waist, or pulled you onto his lap, you got so happy it made him grin.
~But when he kissed you for the first time?
~You were a blushing, shaking mess.
~The night of your first kiss together, you were sitting watching a movie on his couch, wrapped in Wilbur’s arms, his hand slowly rubbing circles into the small of your back.
~”Can I kiss you?” He’d murmured softly, leaning in while giving you plenty of time to pull away.
~But you don’t, leaning into the kiss instead, laughing a little as you accidentally collide with his nose.
~For your first kiss, it could’ve been worse.
~The rest of the movie was ignored, spent cuddling and planting soft kisses all over each other’s faces.
~Wilbur fell in love with you more every time you got flustered from him touching you, even just by brushing your hand.
~Takes every opportunity to touch you.
~Let’s just say you’re no longer touch starved after awhile.
#princesswrites#wilbur soot x reader#wilbur soot x you#wilbur x reader#mcyt x you#wilbur soot#wilbur x you#wilbur soot fluff#wilbur soot x gender neutral reader#wilbur headcanons#mcyt x gender neutral reader#mcyt fluff#mcyt headcannons#wilbur mcyt#mcyt x reader#princesshcs#🦋anon
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big dicked emo bf gyu >>>>>>>
YES ABSOLUTELY.
Hold on I have some pics to back this up.
I'm convinced monster cock gyu. Also something about emo era + this idea really gets me fr fr
Imagine him railing you from behind and just saying all this dirty stuff to you meanwhile, and you're barely coherent enough to listen fully to all of what he's saying because you're still just getting over how big he is and how good it feels when he stretches you out and fills you up.
His long and shaggy hair sticking to his face from sweat, his chest heaving up and down as you stroke him, having to use two hands from how big he is.
I feel like emo gyu might even have his nipples pierced, and if you're on top of him, you can play with them and he'll be twitching and likely filling you so full of himself and his cum that it leaks out because there's barely enough room to fit both his huge load and his huge cock inside you at the same time.
He'd be really cocky about it, too. Like, he knows he's big, and he's see you ogling his outlined bulge when he's wearing that one pair of ripped skinny jeans of his.
#🦋ask : anon#txt hard hours#txt smut#beomgyu smut#txt beomgyu smut#beomgyu x reader smut#choi beomgyu smut
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I am fucking Going Through It rn so any fluff with Price and his Good Girl would be much appreciated! If you need a scenario, how about Price waking up and hearing his good girl sobbing in her room from a trauma nightmare? I’ve had my fair share of those…
~🦋
Hi, 🦋!!! I’m so sorry that you’re going through it. Lemme know if I can provide any support. Sending you love and healing thoughts 💕💕
It’s been a normal night, all things considered. A good night, even. You made dinner, some sort of chicken with a complicated sauce that you fussed was a bit too salty but John thought was fantastic.
The two of snuggled up on the couch together, combatting the oncoming winter chill with an oversized plush blanket. John sipped at a whiskey that you tried, but didn’t like (as usual) while you made comments about the superhero show midway through its second season. He’s hardly been following along, but he loves how you gasp and shout and talk at the tv like the characters can hear you.
You even climbed in bed with him tonight - no padding in at some dark hour to shyly crawl in. You proudly took your side of the bed, fluffed the pillows how you liked, and then drifted off snoring softly against his bicep. And John was not long after, the sound of your peaceful, even breathing lulling him into a dreamless sleep.
But now he’s awake. It’s still dark and quiet, but one side of his body is cold without you clinging to it. He props himself up on an elbow, thinking maybe you’ve gone to the restroom or to get water.
But the door is still closed and he turns to find you still in bed, curled into a tight ball facing away from him. Your shoulders are tight and shaking, rapid little breaths escaping through your nose. You make a soft noise that he knows all too well - a bitten off sob.
“Baby?”
You don’t respond. He reaches for your shoulder, finds you shaking.
“Sweetheart.” He shakes gently, thumb rubbing at your arm. “Babygirl, wake up. It’s just a dream.”
You come to with a sharp gasp and a jolt, hands coming up as if to protect your face.
“Darling, it’s okay, I’m right here.”
It takes you a moment to recognize him, and then you start crying, his name only half coming out in a warbling stutter. He collects you close to his chest, tucks you in tight while you cry. Murmurs quiet promises and reassurances, kisses to your temples and forehead. Your little hands grip so tight onto him, as if afraid he’ll disappear.
When you start to calm down a bit, he asks, “do you want to talk about it.”
You let out a breath, wipe at your wet cheeks. “J-just about you.”
His heart clenches painfully. “Me?”
“Mhmm.” You sniffle, press your cheek to his chest. “That you didn’t come home… and-and i was at the funeral…”
You shake your head as a few more tears leak out, dripping down your chin. The tightness eases, though not all the way.
“I’m sorry love. I know this job is difficult for you too.”
You shake your head, tilts for a proper kiss. “It’s what you’re good at. It’s okay. Just hits me sometimes.”
He hums, hugs you maybe too tight for just a second. “Can i get you some water?”
You hesitate, fingers tip-tapping over his collarbone. “Can we go together?”
“Yeah, love, together.”
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