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runa-falls · 9 months

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I saw that you think Miguel is a thigh man 😩 can I request him x reader who's thighs clap when they run or so some type of activities. I got that problem sadly 😵‍💫😮‍💨

yes, of course!! i love talking ab our thigh fucker ;^)

cw: body insecurities, thigh chafing (yeouch), fluffy reassurances, small bit of smut (OK IM SORRY 😳 i didn't see that coming [yes i did.]), just oral and uh, a bit of marking, not proof read!!

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you've never enjoyed prolonged physical activity: running, swimming, biking, etc, because you hated the way your thighs would slide against each other; uncomfortably chafing your skin and making noticeable sounds.

so when miguel proposed a hike for your weekly date, you were hesitant to agree. unfortunately, he's very good at persuading you...

that's how you found yourself on a narrow trial shrouded with trees, taking slow, cautious steps as you attempt to keep your thighs from touching as much as usual.

of course, it only helped so much. your inner thighs were still chafing and getting sore, but you try to conceal your pain as much as possible, too embarrassed to mention anything to miguel.

though your boyfriend is the most loving and accepting man you've ever met, you still haven't told him of your insecurity. you're afraid that once you mention something to him, he'll notice your thighs even more.

miguel is pacing himself, making sure to slow down with you so he doesn't leave you behind (he does this hike all the time). he adjusts his baseball cap, making sure his wild curls are smooshed down as he watches you walk toward him.

you look beautiful today. you always look beautiful. but there's something about see you in this condition that make him twitch in his shorts.

he loves the way your chest heaves as you take deep breaths, your tits pressing desperately against the thin fabric. how droplets of sweat roll over the contours of your cleavage, outlining what he wants to see the most. and how your leggings look like they were painted on, completely revealing the overwhelming softness of your thighs and how they press so sweetly together.

he can barely take his eyes off of you.

but he can't help but notice how odd you're acting too.

he's perplexed as to why you're taking such big steps and moving like you'd rather be anywhere but there, with him. why your face is tense, yet completely blank at the same time.

there's clearly something wrong, but you've been silent this whole hike.

"baby, you doing alright?" you seem to be lost in your thoughts as you stare down at your dirt-scuffed sneakers, you don't even notice he's stopped in front of you. he calls out to you again, "babe?"

"hm?" you look up, pausing your unnatural movements to give your legs a rest, "oh, yeah...i'm fine" you attempt a smile, but even you can tell it looks fake and performative. his eyes bloom with concern as he notices how your legs are shaking under you.

"what's going on, sweetheart? are you hurt?"

"no...it's just," you look away, still apprehensive to mention anything.

he pushes, hand reaching for yours, "just what?"

"i-my thighs are chafing..." you say softly, looking back at him. he's frowning. "b-but i can keep going!" you start walking again, willing yourself to continue even though it hurts.

"baby, wait," he stops you, "don't hurt yourself. i didn't realize you were having trouble this whole time."

you shrug, "it's ok, i'm used to it."

"sweetheart, come here." he has his back turned towards you, coaxing you over to him. "get on."

"get on?"

"i'll carry you back to the car."

"no! you don't have to--"

"i want to." he interrupts, "then when we get home, we'll take a nice bath and get you all patched up."

"what about the rest of the trail?"

"we can just get our work out in at home..."

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you sigh as warm water washes over the inflamed skin of your inner thighs. it stings sharply, but the pain feels oddly satisfying, especially as miguel thoroughly lathers shampoo in your hair.

"feel better?"

you hum, eyes closing as his fingers attentively massage your scalp.

"why didn't you tell me that you were hurting earlier?"

"i dunno, it just wasn't that big of a deal, mig."

"it was. you were barely able to sit without your hands between your thighs."

you snort, "i thought you liked it when i do that."

you yelp when you feel him tug sharply at your hair. "you know what i meant." he growled, clearly unhappy you're trying to avoid the subject.

"it's embarrassing."

"what's embarrassing?" his hands start to cup water onto your head, washing the suds from your hair until you're squeaky clean.

"my thighs." his movements stop suddenly.

"what about them?"

"they're...too big."

"too big?" he genuinely sounds baffled, almost scoffing in disbelief.

"yeah, they're always touching and they make this...clapping sound when i do certain physical movements..."

"so?"

"so?" you turn your head to look at him, questioning eyes meeting his scarlet stare. his red irises are mere slivers with how blown out his pupils are, heavy with lust.

"yeah, so what?"

"so...i don't like them." you voice is small as you look at him shyly, cheeks blooming with heat under the stringiness of your wet hair.

"well i love them."

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miguel presses gentle and sweet kisses over your tender skin, relieving all the pain from your chafed inner thighs with just a touch of his lips. your legs are hooked over his shoulders as he makes his way up your body.

the prominent shape of his fangs press against his top lip as his sharp maroon stare fixes right at the apex of your thighs. you can tell he's holding himself back by the way his fingers grip bruises into the tops of your legs.

"baby, you have no idea," he takes a deep breath, eyes closed as his nose nuzzles at your inner thigh, "how fucking perfect you are."

"mig, please!"

he smiles cloyingly, letting you watch his fangs retract before he dips his head closer to your center. he wouldn't want to hurt you...

he locks eyes with you when he experimentally slips his tongue through your soaking lips, only giving you enough attention to keep you buzzing. he's delicately laving against you, feeling you tense and pant under him as he slowly builds up your pleasure.

a haze of lust instantly clouds over his darkened eyes and you watch as he gets lost in the taste of you. he pushes in deeper, tongue fucking you, slurping and sucking, while spilling muffled groans over your pulsing cunt as your thighs begin to tighten around him.

he flicks over your aching clit, drinking in your whimpers, moans, and cries as he teases you, pulling back every so often until you bury your hand into his curls and force him down onto you.

you're nearly suffocating him with your thighs when he start suckling you into his mouth, muscles trembling against him as you grow closer to the edge, and he loves it.

his silky lips and slick tongue push you straight off the edge. you hold on to him as your body writhes with white hot pleasure, hand in his hair and thighs around his head. you can barely hear the muffled groans he makes from how lost in ecstasy you are.

but he groans, and grunts, and then freezes.

"did i just..." he unwraps your legs from around him and sits up, tugging his briefs down in disbelief. your bleary eyes open, eyes glazed and unfocused from the intensity of your orgasm. "shit."

you look down and are graced with a beautiful mess that drips from his cock and the black fabric of his boxers.

you can't help the amused smile that spreads over your lips, "you need some help cleaning that up?"

#anon #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #fluff #miguel o’hara smut

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sainzproductions · 9 months

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where you belatedly realize, you and carlos may never want the same things in life

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You'd somehow, found yourself entrusted with a bright eyed, enthusiastic baby who was blowing bubbles from his mouth; chubby arms flailing by his side, as you held his small frame cautiously. His mother, one of carlos' many cousin had dropped the baby on your lap, before clamoring towards the bathroom in a haste to relieve herself.

“Don't look so stiff, y/n.” Blanca laughed at your shaken expression, crossing her arms in a resolute manner when you tried to hand the babbling baby to her. “Consider it practice, hermosa. He loves you, look.” she raises her eyebrows, gesturing with her hands to the baby who's bright eyes were intent on your face, giggling and muttering incoherently to himself.

You held the baby like it was a foreign object, hands hoisting him up by the armpits— your posture betraying your lack of finese in handling a fragile human being. In all the years, you've maintained a safe distance from any and possibly all soft headed creatures called babies. You've always appeared scared, and cautious when presented the opportunity to hold other people's children, opting to, instead politely decline and shrink behind whoever was accompanying you at the present moment.

“He's... something.” You tilt your head at the baby, slightly taken aback by the way he mirrors your movement. Blanca laughs, clearly enjoying your predicament.

“I don't know who's more charmed.” She teases, leaning back in her seat as she watches the hesitance slowly, but surely transform into fascination. The young one, as if sensing your initial reactions to his person, garbled more nonesense as if to maximize his cuteness— his chubby cheeks buldged, lips wobbling as he giggled, appearing delighted by your complex expressions.

“He's drooling, blanca.” You state, exssperated yet somewhat amused.

“Babies drool, y/n. They aren't the most intelligent creatures at that point.” You faintly hear the distinct sound of a shutter clicking, and you snap your head towards her— catching her with a phone in hand, a sheepish expression present on her face. “You looked identical, i'm sorry! I've always thought this would be you, someday. I mean, you went at it like bunnies when we were all younger—”

“Blanca, eso no es algo que digas en voz alta,” that's not something you say out loud. you chide, feeling your cheeks warm.

“Lo siento, hermosa.” She giggles, nudging your shoulder in apology, although you couldn't help but notice her expression shift slightly. “You can't blame me. When i think of you and my dear brother, i see you with ten little juniors running around your yard whilst the rest of us just borrow one of your children.”

You roll your eyes playfully at her ridiculous dream, “If i ever let it get to ten, you should tell him to get off me.”

The baby you were holding whines, wriggling to rest his head on your hands while blinking slowly. He was incredibly well behaved despite his drooling antics; and you couldn't help but notice the distinct features of a sainz in his face. Those warm brown eyes... and he was growing into his tall nose and matching trademark grin. He was adorable, you begrudgingly admit.

In a lapse of proper judgement, you allowed the baby to rest it's head on your shoulder. The toddler melting into your arms, quietly. Well behaved. Making himself comfortable in your arms. He was so tiny, you muse. So fragile and weak, you'd easily understood why there was such a thing people call a mother's instinct.

“You should have one first.” Blanca states, a soft smile on her face while you have your moment of realization.

“What should she have first?” Carlos asks, raising an eyebrow at your hushed conversations, pressing a chaste kiss on your cheek as he takes the seat beside you.

“Kids, carlos. It's impossible you have never thought of it.” Blanca answers like it was the obvious.

“I don't think it's anywhere near our future.” Carlos chuckles as if his sister had just told a joke, appearing taken aback as he belatedly notices the toddler on your arms who'd easily amused himself with the strands of your hair.

“How can you say that?” Blanca chides, hints of reproach evident in her tone. It is, afterall, somewhat strange that he thought of it in such a way— your relationship had been longer than any of hers had lasted, and it left a truly icky taste in her mouth.

“It's a converstation between y/n and i, Blanca. I don't think it's any of your business.” Carlos turned civil all of a sudden, snapping at his sister.

You bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying anything, the atmosphere suddenly becoming charged with tension.

“Oh muchas gracias, chica! I'm sorry i shoved him in your care,” the unnamed cousin thankfully interruped, oblivious to the tension in between you three as she took the baby from your hands. “Carlos, i haven't seen you in some time! How long will you be in spain?” she started chatting up to your boyfriend casually.

Blanca saw your eyes cloud briefly, she could distinctly class the change in your visage to longing.

Perhaps you weren't at all allergic to babies. Maybe she'd read you wrong. Maybe Carlos read you wrong.

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The drive to your home was silent. Neither of you spoke. You allowed yourself to bask in the tender, but welcomed ache in your limbs as a result of a day spent under the sun and swimming for the better part of the eventful day. You'd thoroughly enjoyed the time you've spent just frolicking in the water and playing around with Carlos. It was always worthwile, there weren't many opportunities you had to spend some uninterrupted time together.

If he wasn't on a racetrack, zooming by in a blur, he was occupied with meetings, press and proper workouts inbetween, leaving you with scraps of his attention.

“Y/n?” Carlos repeats your name, failing to snap you out of your thoughts. With one hand on the steering wheel, and the other in your grasp, he tugs at your intetwined hands. It made you look at him. “I've been calling your name a couple of times, querida. Is there anything wrong?” He worries.

“Nothing's wrong.” You assured him, trying to muster a smile. He pauses, as if measuring his words. “You've been quiet.” you hum in response, looking out of the window as the car moves again.

“Talk to me y/n...” he utters, resembling a plea.

You take a deep breath, clearing your throat. “I'd rather not.”

His jaw clenches, muscles tensing at your short responses. “Is this about the conversation with Blanca? We've talked about this a million times; there's no one else i'd want all the permanent shit other than you. But you know right now is a very delicate time of my career and i can't—”

“risk jeopardizing any of the opportunities that comes my way.” You repeat monotonously, looking at him. “I know, Carlos. I know where i stand.” you said it with such certainty, the fact itself ingrained in your very being after so many years of falling behind his priorities.

He's made it clear, time and time again.

“But i don't want to wake up one day, and realize i have to start all over again because i spent all my time waiting for a moment that would never happen.” you weren't loud, nor were you screaming. Yet it dealt the same weight and hurt, that made him unable to refute you.

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racinggirl · 2 months

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i’m hunting your ask box at this point but i can’t really regret it, your writing is a masterpiece each and every time 🎉

today’s thoughts : smau where y/n and charles always ‘argue’ and make comments against each other on socials, leading people to think they actually hate each other (they’re actually best friends and lovers in secret, and sit together giggling as they tweet stupid shit about each other) they admit the truth with a post of them on a date with the caption “… enemies to lovers?”

the grid know they’re good friends but not that they’re going out until the posts, lando would definitely be like “yep i knew it i called it” when he really did not

lots of love!! <3

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charles_leclerc someone needs to teach Y/N that frappuccino's are just coffee's sugary sidekick

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user1 liked by Charles AND Arthur? I thought they hated each other?

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Enemies to lovers?...

Took you a while to figure that out, happy 2 years baby ❤️

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charles_leclerc I love you ❤️

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user1 TWO YEARS ALREADY?

user7 that sixth picture though 😩 ❤️

user8 I want what they have 😍

a/n: thank you for sending in the request sweety! It really means a lot! Hopefully you’ve enjoyed it! As I mentioned before, I will have a small break. I’ve got 3 requests in my askbox atm, but if you have an idea for a story, don’t hesitate to hunt my askbox again and send it in. I’m not 100% sure when I’ll be back exactly, but it shouldn’t be too long. Lots of love ��

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animekpopsimp · 2 months

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I would like to do a request!

Head canons for Dabi, Hawks, Bakugo, Kirishima, and Aziawa with a civilian lover/partner?😩🫶 Maybe you could also add on how their friends react? I think it would be funny.👀

Plus any other you might wanna throw in <3

Ooh, I like this idea

Having a Civilian partner

Dabi

It comes as a surprise that Dabi would be willing to date anyone

Let alone a civilian

But being in a relationship with him means you've got a very protective villain boyfriend

Since you're a civilian, it's most likely that you either don't have a particularly strong quirk, or your quirk less

Regardless, Dabi will raise hell the moment you're in danger

He keeps you away from his villain work for the most part, but the others do eventually find out about you

Shigaraki is hesitant to trust you, but seeing your loyalty to Dabi, he learns to tolerate your presence

Kurogiri is more friendly, if not a little quiet

Toga really likes you since she's the only female member in the League of Villains

You may not be a part of their group, but she likes spending time with you

Twice likes you a lot as well, despite his conflicting statements at times

Spinner is indifferent

Hawks

Hawks absolutely adores you

You may not be a hero like him, but he doesn't care

Sure he may be judged for being in a relationship with a civilian, but he doesn't care

The fact that you're a civilian makes him want to protect you

He's especially on edge when the two of you are out in public since he knows that some villains might try to take advantage of how much he cares for you

He'll have an arm wrapped around you, keeping you close

When there's paparazzi around, he'll hide your face with his wings so they can't see you

Mirkou is the first of his friends you meet, and she instantly takes a liking to you

She tells you that if Hawks ever upsets you to come to her and she'll handle it

You met Endeavour by accident, and it didn't go well

He doesn't really respect you and Hawks' relationship, but you don't pay attention to that

At least you get along with one of his friends

Though you don't notice the person watching you, covered in scars....

Bakugo

Bakugo came off a standoffish when he meets you

He used to look down on people who weren't aiming to become heroes, but over time he's become a better person

Eventually, he finally admits that he likes you, and soon, the two of you are in a relationship

You ask about his friends, and he tells you he doesn't have any friends in his class

Kirishima would beg to differ

You end up meeting his classmates by accident when the two of you are out on a date

The Bakusquad notice the two of you and are shocked to see him with you

Mina runs up to the both of you, teasing Bakugo about the fact that he has a girlfriend

Kirishima, Sero, and Denki are all joining in as well

To be honest, they don't even realize that you weren't a hero in training

They really don't care

Mina immediately wants to be best friends since she's the only girl in the friend group

Meanwhile Kirishima, Sero, and Denki are asking you about any embarrassing stories you can tell the about Bakugo

Your boyfriend drags you away after that

Kirishima

You met Kirishima during middle school

He asked you our right before he began attending UA, promising that your relationship would last

Despite the two of you attending two different schools, you still meet up often

He doesn't try and hide your relationship, in fact, he mentions it to his friends when they ask if he's in a relationship

Mina,Denki, and Sero are all super excited, asking if they could ever meet you

Bakugo could care less

Kirishima decided to take his friends to meet you

Of course Bakugo is dragged along despite his protests

Mina immediately takes a liking to you and asks you a lot of questions

Denki and Sero are teasing Kirishima playfully

And Bakugo is staying silent

None of them judge you for not wanting to be a hero

Not even Bakugo

Aizawa

Aizawa doesn't care if you're a hero or civilian

Though he does enjoy the peace that being in a relationship with a civilian brings since you aren't in the spotlight

Though since he is a hero, he's often busy

But he always finds a way to spend time with you regardless

He doesn't talk much about his hero work since he wants to keep it separate from his life as a hero

Aizawa is very caring, even if he can come off a cold sometimes

Though you're one of the few people who has seen his soft side

He often worries that due to his hero work, you'll be targeted

Because of that, he can be a bit protective

He also, doesn't tell a lot of people about you. Not even his friends

Though they do eventually find out

Present Mic and Midnight insist on meeting you and eventually, Aizawa relents

Midnight immediately takes a liking to you, complimenting how pretty you are

She tells you that if Aizawa ever hurts you, she'll take care of him

Present Mic spends most of the time teasing your boyfriend

Needless to say they both adore you

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xmalereader · 2 months

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Bruce Wayne x Male Reader

☆ — MASTERLIST — ☆

REQUEST: Could you please write Burce wayne x male reader who has trouble ordering food. Like in a restaurant when the waiter asks, he either stutters or goes completely quiet, and that's why he asks Bruce to order for him. And i would like to see Bruce's reactions when a waiter is like "you don't have to order for him. He can order for himself. I wasn't asking you, i was asking him" just the waiter assuming that Bruce is kinda controlling. The reader is silently crying in his seat, having to order on his own, like he knows the waiter was trying to do something good. (Totally not speaking from personal experience 🤭)

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Fluff, mature language, social anxiety, Bruce is a good boyfriend, mentions of fears, judgment, request, relatable events, everyone struggles.

TAGS: @one-green-frog

WC: 1.5K

NOTES: I used to struggle with ordering food due to anxiety and fear of people judging me 😩 but as I got older they fear kind of went away and I’m able to do it with no problem but everyone deals with anxiety differently and takes time to get come it so I ain’t judging. It’s like that with my older brother he’s 26 and still makes me order for him due to his own anxiety. But hopefully you enjoyed this shot and apologize for the long wait!

Everyone has social anxiety.

Y/n struggled with it at a young age, not being taught how to speak with others in public without getting the intense fear of judgment from others. He figured that he would improve as he got older, but it didn’t change and still struggled with the simple things. He could go out and run errands alone without any struggles since majority of place now had self checkout which was a god send for many.

He’s able to hold a conversation with strangers or with people he knew in the area, but his anxiety would get to him when it came towards the simplest tasks. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was an over thinker and would think that he did something wrong or if he perhaps pronounced something incorrect, thinking that people were judging him for the smallest things. It took time for him to improve but the anxiety still remained during important moments.

One of the easiest things that many were able to accomplish is ordering food. Their were times that he hesitated or froze up when ordering his own food, having to apologize each time he orders and forcing a nervous smile or laugh in hopes of getting through the few minutes that he is there. He struggled even more when he went out on dates.

Very few people knew about his anxiety and very few friends were kind enough to do the ordering for him without hesitation and providing the assistance that he needed. With strangers it was a whole other story, he didn’t want to force them into placing his own order due to his own fear and would struggle with speaking the words.

His dates never went well after that and hated the way he felt each time he stumbled upon the problem. If the waiter or waitress wasn’t staring at him intensely he’d probably order his food without a problem and his day would go fine. But the feeling of their eyes staring at him as he looked at his choices of food made him stutter and grow nervous when ordering.

Forcing that smile as always and getting through the day of embarrassment.

If he had this kind of anxiety how was he suppose to handle his future dates when he couldn’t do a simple task? He’s able to do a whole presentation in a room full of board of directors but he stutters and hesitates when it comes towards ordering a simple meal or even asking for help whenever he’s in public.

He figured he’d spend his days locked indoors while making his own meals while watching a good movie.

He didn’t think he’d end up bagging Bruce Wayne. Gothams Golden boy.

Y/n had thought that this was all a trick or a joke when Bruce first asked him out. He wanted to laugh at the mans face and tell him that he doesn’t need to make his life miserable by playing a mean joke, only to realize that Bruce was in fact not joking around.

Y/n worked at Wayne Enterprises but in a lower department not expecting himself to bump into Bruce Wayne and getting asked out by the man himself. Their first date was simple with a cup of coffee and muffins. He would have thought that bruce would take him someplace fancy on their first date, but when he didn’t he was a bit relieved.

Bruce was a great man and didn’t do anything that made him uncomfortable. Y/n figured that he’d only get lucky to have one date with bruce and then never see them man again, only to get asked out again and again and again. The first four months went well without any problems and enjoyed his time with Bruce as their time together grew their dates slowly got fancier.

Resulting into Y/n confessing to Bruce about his anxiety and fear of others judging him because he couldn’t do a simple task that only required a few words. He thought Bruce would laugh at him or use it against him and force him to confront his fear, instead Bruce smiled at him and asked.

“Do you want me to order for you?”

He said it with the most calmest voice ever showing no hints of judgment.

Y/n wanted to cry that night. It was a simple favor, but it meant a lot to him.

As their dates continued they created a routine each time they went out to eat. Y/n would either look up the menu online ahead of time and already have his order in mind and tell bruce before getting their orders placed. Bruce even memorized the dishes that Y/n liked whenever they went to a repeated restaurant and would for him on the spot without needing to be told what he liked, already knowing the mans interests.

A year into dating and it became a normal thing between the two.

During their one year anniversary, Bruce decided to take him to a new restaurant and getting seated in a nice secluded area and away from others. Y/n scanned the menu and hums. “This looks good.” He speaks up as he checks the different dishes until one caught his eye.

“You know the rule, order whatever you want.” Said Bruce, always reminding him that he can get whatever he wanted. Y/n was hesitant about the prices at first but with time he got adjusted to the idea of Bruce paying for everything and no matter how many times he tried to pay himself, Bruce had already paid ahead of time.

“This pasta looks good.” Y/n points out on the menu and shows Bruce who looked up form his own menu and smiles. “Is that all you want?”

“Can I also get this for dessert?” He points behind the menu where a picture of a nicely desert is presented, getting Bruce to chuckle as he nods his head. “You better share with me because I already know you won’t eat it all.” Y/n laughs at his words and sets his menu down, leaning back in his seat as he looks around the restaurant and takes in the interior, distracted by the place that he doesn’t notice the waitress coming over.

“Are you ready to order?”

“Yes,” Bruce smiles at the women and starts with his order first, letting her know what he’d like. “And for you?” She turns her attention to Y/n who gets his attention pulled away from a painting he was staring at and looks at her with wide eyes. “I…”

“He’d have the pasta and the chocolate desert.” Bruce is quick to cut in when he noticed Y/n freeze up.

The waitress gives Bruce the stink eye by how he interrupts Y/n. “You don’t have to order for him. He can order for himself.” Bruce froze with wide eyes, opening and closing his mouth in shock. “I wasn’t asking you I was asking him.” She points her pencil at Y/n and puts her attention on him.

Y/n can only gap at her, opening and closing his mouth as he tries to speak but I can’t. He was caught off guard and reached out for his menu. “I’ll like…the—the…” He’s stuttering and doesn’t know what to tell her. “Do you need another minute?” She asks which only make the situation worse, he’s turning to Bruce and staring at him with eyes full of fear and hesitation silently screaming for help.

“I assure you miss my partner would like the pasta and desert.” Bruce says again in hopes of getting her to note down the order and she does, not without rolling her eyes which only makes Y/n whine.

“Your food will be ready soon.” She said while taking their menus and walking away, leaving them in silence.

Y/n lets out a deep sigh of relief. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know what to say, she probably thinks you’re an asshole now.” He groans out while covering his face with his hands. Bruce can only chuckle while shaking his head and reaching out to grab him by the wrists. “Don’t be, not everyone knows about your fear and besides she was only doing it because she probably thought I was controlling.”

“You’re not!”

“She doesn’t know that. If I wanted to be asshole I would have yelled at her like other people do, but I’m not doing that. It was a simple misunderstanding.” Bruce reassured Y/n as he held his hand and smiles. He didn’t think that something like this would happen since they’ve never had this issue in the past at the other places that they visited.

“All you have to worry about is eating all of your food and sharing your desert.” Bruce tries to lighten up the mood which works for Y/n as he chuckled and nods his head. “Fine and then after we go home and watch a movie and not come back here again.” After this misunderstanding its most likely he doesn’t want to come back and face the same issue again.

“We stick with Jimmy’s…” He mumbled out, referring to his favorite restaurant that serviced amazing chicken wings and fries. Bruce laughs while nodding. “Next time we go out will go to Jimmy’s.” At this point they were already considered regulars that the owner memorized their orders, which made it better for Y/n.

#Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne x male reader #male reader #Batman #Batman x male reader #dc imagines #dc x male reader #one shot #social anxiety #request

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daisies-daydreams · 1 year

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Breeding Kink Ghost Headcanons. Go.

Warnings: Breeding Kink!Ghost, AFAB!Reader/Genitalia, Unprotected Sex, P in V Sex, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Creampies, Lactation Kink, Dirty Talk

Author's Note: A request after my own heart. 😩 I didn't know how to write the reader so I made them AFAB (I hope that's okay).

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

(I’m unashamed to say Simon/Ghost with a breeding kink lives in my mind rent free).

I think his traumatic childhood would make him weary when it came to kids.

Don't get him wrong, Simon loves kids. He will gladly give a friend's child a piggyback ride or tell them his awful dad jokes. He wishes he knew more about how to raise a child of his own, but most of what he knows is how to not treat children (thanks to his jerk of a father).

Both of you talked about having kids, but he'd always hesitate. He honestly didn’t want to bring children into this world. It made his heart ache to think of a young, innocent child possibly being exposed to the horrors that he’s seen (and done).

Babies love him, ironically enough. They always stare and reach for him whenever he’s out.

“Aw, look Si! They want you!” you giggled. His eyes flicked over to the baby gurgling in a shopping cart nearby, their chubby hands grasping towards him. He sincerely doubted your claim, since he was wearing his balaclava out in public and the mom's in the grocery store cast him weary glances from time to time. “Maybe they want you,” he replied, playfully nudging your shoulder. You chuckled and squeezed his hand, the baby squealing for him as his mother quickly pushed the cart away.

It wasn’t until he took you raw one night that something primal in him snapped and rose to the surface.

"Si?" you asked, slightly out of breath. His eyes were locked onto your cunt, his cum oozing out of your puckering entrance. He pressed his fingers down between your lips, slowly shoving his seed back inside you. You arched your back and moaned at how his fingers threatened to push it all the way into your empty womb.

Now he can't help but think about filling you with his cum constantly.

He won't argue if you want to stay on birth control or ask him to use protection, but that feral hunger is always at the forefront of his mind every time you make love.

His favorite place to take you is the bedroom, because he can completely fold you into a mating press while he fucks his spend into your sopping cunt.

You're eyes grow wide when Simon tells you he's finally ready to have kids. He doesn't waste a moment, either, picking you up bridal style and carrying you to the bedroom.

“Can’t wait to see you all round with our baby,” Simon growls as his thick cock pistons into you. Your fingernails rake down his back, thick cum from his previous orgasms sloshing around inside your gummy walls. Drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth, your eyes glazed over. “Please Si, can’t-” you choked as your fourth orgasm ripped through you. His hands gripped your calves, his cock feverishly slipping through your swollen folds. “You can do it, love. Just one more,” your husband panted.

It wasn’t long before you showed him a positive pregnancy test. To say he was elated would be an understatement. He couldn’t wait to see you swollen with his child, tits sensitive and leaking with fresh milk.

His sex drive never yielded after you told him. Simon would fuck you with his cock during your early stages of pregnancy, but he would offer to finger you or eat you out just as passionately if you were more comfortable with that.

“Your pussy always tastes so good, sweetheart,” he groaned before going back to lap at your folds. You were well into your third trimester, womb full and almost ready to pop. Your toes curled as his hands snaked up to your breasts, tweaking your nipples until beads of milk began to drip out and smear over his fingertips. You moaned when he slid his milk-coated digits into his mouth, his dark eyes locking with yours. You swallowed thickly when he released his fingers with a wet 'pop'. “Fucking delicious,” he growled.

He’d help you during the entire pregnancy. Setting up the nursery, driving you to birthing classes, taking care of you whenever you have a nasty case of morning sickness. Your husband's there for you, 100%.

After your baby girl Lily was born, Simon’s heart melted into a puddle. His little one had your eyes and his scruffy, dirty blonde hair. The fact that such a small, beautiful creature could even exist amazed him.

Simon tried to hide how much of nervous wreck he was when both of you brought her home. What if something happened while he was away on a mission? Was he really ready to be a father? Could he avoid the same mistakes his own father made?

You assured him that both of you were new to this, and would have to support each other as much as you supported Lily. Simon felt a little more confident after that.

Since he's in the military, he'd have the baby care routine down to a T.

A harsh wail stirred both of you from your sleep. You began to slip out from under the covers before Simon stopped you. “I’ll get her, it's my turn,” he murmured. You yawned and quickly fell back asleep. He stepped over to the crib, Lily crying and thrashing around. Simon gently picked her up with his rough, calloused hands. The baby’s lip pouted as he brought her up to his shoulder. Simon hummed quietly as he patted her back. “It’s alright, Papa's here,” your husband murmured softly. She cooed before falling back asleep in his arms.

He loves taking her out in public. If not in a stroller, then definitely in a baby carrier. He’ll proudly parade Lily around with her strapped to his chest, carrying her through the store, zoo, etc. It's no wonder she became a daddy's girl with how much he fawns over her.

Simon's heart breaks whenever he has to leave both of you behind to go on a mission. He always felt like a huge part of his heart was being left behind, and couldn't stop thinking about how much of your lives he was missing. However, it was always the thought of coming back to his beautiful wife and baby that kept him going.

Thankfully, he returned home from a long mission just in time to hear Lily say her first word.

Your jaw dropped as the pot you were washing clanged into the kitchen sink. Simon was spoon feeding Lily mashed peas when the word bubbled out of her mouth with a giggle. He cleared his throat. “What was that, Lily?” your husband asked. Her eyes sparkled as she pointed a small finger at him. “Dada!” she burst into a loud squeal. You thought he was going to fall over. Instead, he unlatched Lily from her high chair, holding her close to his chest. “That’s right, baby,” he smiled. His heart has never felt fuller.

Johnny’s her godfather, of course. He’d come by every so often to watch her or just to spend time with you all.

All of you were sitting in your living room, a football game playing on the TV. “So, you thinkin' of havin' another one?” Johnny asked innocently as he felt Lily reach for his hand. He chuckled and held out his index finger. She cooed and wrapped her tiny hand around it before trying to shove it in her mouth. You exchanged glances with your husband, heat rising to your cheeks. “We'll see,” Simon said with a hushed voice, his hand sliding over to squeeze your thigh.

It was only a matter of time before he had you beneath him, your knees pushed near your ears as he relentlessly filled you with his cum with hopes of making baby number two.

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Thank you for reading! (Sorry if I got carried away).

#ghost simon riley #ghost call of duty #ghost #ghost cod #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #cod smut #smut #papa ghost

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arminsumi · 7 months

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HEAR ME OUT JAY— i’ve also been on a gojo kick too😩 i literally have no medical knowledge but thinking of gojo x reader angsty where he has to set one of our broken bones after a battle lowk has me giggling and kicking my feet UGEHHEHEHE

take your time w requests!! take care of yourself, lysm thank you sosososoosos much🫶🏻🫶🏻

blood n' bone.

note: hey honeypie!! yeah istg gojo has a death grip on my mind the dude doesn't let me think of anyone else rn. anyways, i have little medical knowledge on this too but i tried my best !!

warnings — lowercase used, injury ( knee dislocation, bone setting ), blood visuals, angst ( with fluff, happy ending 👍 ), he calls u angel, i think it might be implied fem reader ??

" are you okay ?! a—re you hur — oh shit, fuckfuckfuck that's bad. that's bad... okay. um. just breathe. just breathe! don't worry, you ain't gonna die sweetheart. look at me, ok — question. do you trust me ? "

" what on earth do you plan to do ? " you ask gojo wearily.

you look at him, the pain fogs your mind. it's so painful; a blinding, piping white hot pain, one that singes all your senses. it's all you focus on until you look into those soothing blue eyes.

he's hovering over you, eyeing out your knee and the gory scene of your battle-bloodied body. he's got your blood on his hands already. it hurts his heart more than anything to see you in pain.

part of him hates you, because if you had just listened to him and stayed out of this battle, then this wouldn't have happened. but you were so stubborn about staying at his side. and then part of him is thankful, because he didn't want to be alone, he didn't want to be without his girl just in case he didn't make it out alive. he didn't want someone else to come to you and bear the news that he's not coming home. gojo was selfish; if he died, he wanted to take you with him.

but he was fine. you were fine. well, "fine" besides the fact your knee was dislocated.

" do you trust me or not ? " he asks again.

" yes. " you say truthfully. of course you did, he's been your one and only since birth; the gojo clan and your clan were intertwined by fate. you and him have been in each other's lives since you were toddlers throwing tantrums.

there's a memory that comes to gojo when he places his calloused hands on your knee. it's a memory from his childhood with you.

one day, you fell and scraped your knees. gojo found you curled up, crying alone in an alley. " what the hell ? why didn't you come find me ? let's go back to my house. i'll carry you. yes of course i can carry you ! i'm stronger than you ! "

he takes his blindfold and puts it in your mouth, " need you to bite on this, angel. "

" hmmmf ?! " the reality of what he was about to do set in. but how could it be more painful than the dislocation itself?

there's no question that he can set your bone. he's the strongest; of course he can.

you watch his bicep muscles flex, his grip firm. he hesitates, breathe ragged like he's nervous. then you hear a loud pop and instantly scream blue murder into the fabric; it doesn't really do a good job of muffling the sound. it pierces gojo's heart.

" angel, angel — look at me. breathe. it's okay. i've got you. it's alright. it's really alright. angel ? there, just stay in my arms like th-this. you're okay now. i know it hurts, but you're okay. " his hair is messy, your blood is all over him, and you yourself look chaotic; but still you look beautiful to him. your face comforts him like no other; he's always had excited pangs in his chest when you walk into a room or show up at a battle.

he's always shared your pain. he's a highly sensitive, emotional boy but conceals it well; when you're in pain, he's in pain. when you're sad, he's sad. when you're happy, he's happy. and hence, if you would have died, he would have died. you're tied together by an invisible thread, the two of you couldn't escape each other even if you wanted to. at times, you hated how you always found your way back to him; especially when you and him had that fallout in your twenties after your dating life interfered with your friendship.

but your hostility towards each other ended, of course it did. and now you and him were always at each other's side. handholding, just like when you were kids exploring your little village.

" let's go home. " he murmurs, soothing you with his voice and the gentle feeling he radiated.

" i can't walk. " you mumble, " it hurts. "

" i'll carry you. "

" we're not little kids anymore, you can't carry me. "

" what the hell ! of course i can carry you; i'm the strongest. "

you smile, remembering that memory only now. " you're right. you are. "

his heart flutters hearing you agree for the first time. of course you always knew he was the strongest, it was indisputable. but you liked to tease him.

" better believe it . . . now wrap those arms 'round my neck. "

he wears a stupid, proud smile on his face while he carries you. when you're home, you feel extremely grateful.

" it's good to be home, huh, satoru ? " you say, knee bandaged and propped up.

he's given you pain medication by now. there's the background noise of the TV, and golden afternoon light sieving through the sheer curtains.

" home is wherever you are. " he says earnestly.

whenever he says things like this, it's always in a soft voice, almost like he's too shy to let you know his true feelings.

you feel warm, homely; and so does he.

Do not plagiarize / repost / translate / copy layouts / etc.

Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

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monkiesimp · 1 year

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Hey Hey! Could I request Marriage Headcanons for Macaque, Wukong, and Azure Lion?? You could add any characters to this if you'd like to as well! <3

THAT'S SO SWEET, YES. I tried my best so 😭 I'm sorry if I suck at this

Wukong:

- Being married with Wukong and living with him in the Flower Fruit Mountain is very nice and peaceful

- Mostly it's just the two of you, if he married you of course he'd want you to stay near him as much as possible!

- Expect cuddles all day, every day 24/7 because once he hugs you he won't ever let go.

- He never gets tired of cuddling you even if you're married and still craves for affection, he just loves it. Can you blame him? It feels so warm and comfy.

- Besides mostly being alone with Wukong, Mk does visit to train but as soon as he's done Wukong would immediately go over to you to see what you're up to.

- You and Mk get along pretty well, if he's injured you'd treat his injuries. You see him like your own son, sort of, but you really do love him! He's a good kid.

- You also bond with the monkeys on this island and they seem to like you, the monkeys even gave you a flower crown. They probably think you're their queen. Oh, well, you technically are their queen by now since you married The Monkey King.

- Seeing you bond with monkey's is the cutest thing Wukong ever saw, and seeing it every time makes him love you even more.

- Though you love being in Flower Fruit Mountain, you don't like staying there for all eternity and Wukong does take you somewhere else whenever you wish to.

- He always picks the best places to go to like 😩👌

- He just knows places very well, and every time he brings you to somewhere it's always new and it's always beautiful.

- You two use a lot, lot of sweet nicknames on each other. Like wayyyy too much.

- Macaque would have definitely tried to kidnap you to get to Wukong at one point once he met you and realized how much you meant to each other.

- But that was in the past, nonetheless let's just say Macaque didn't try to the plan twice after that.

- Overall, you two are very sweet and still cuddle every night together, Wukong got so used to it that he can't sleep without you near him.

- You two rarely ever argue, you understand each other and work your problems out.

Macaque:

- Macaque loves you very very deeply, once you two get married he just *might* be affectionate towards you in public.

- Don't get your hopes up though, he does nothing more than hold your hand, just small gestures.

- He isn't very comfortable being all snuggly in public and showing too much affection.

- But once you two are alone, he never stops holding you in his arms.

- He doesn't hesitate to cuddle you anymore like he used to in the past, now he would take first action to hold you close to him when he wants to be near you.

- He still loves to tease you and mess with you, seeing you so flustered when he teases you makes him love you even more, you're just so cute when you're embarrassed.

- Yes, you still are flustered by his teasing even when married. Have you seen this man? The things he can say and do are just... Wow.

- Mostly you do tease him back and play along but he always finds something to say that leaves you completely speechless.

- By now he told you pretty much everything about him, so you know about his six ears and his past.

- Unfortunately, you two do have arguments from time to time and it's mostly about Macaque wanting to get revenge on Wukong. You don't like it, it's almost like he's obsessed with getting his revenge more than he loves you.

- You understand what Wukong did was horrible, but is there really a need for revenge after all these years instead talking it out?

- Of course, you do end up forgiving each other but it takes some time because none of you want to make the first move to apologize.

- After LBD thing tho, it's more calmer and the arguments nearly perished away.

- Macaque would often take you with him on adventures since he travels a lot, he shows you all the beautiful views he knows of.

- You're always impressed by the views you see, each is unique and magnificent.

- During those times, it's the most beautiful times with Macaque. It always stays in your memory, Macaque always does something memorable you'd never forget.

- He gets intimative with you way too many times 😭

⚠️ S4 SPOILER ⚠️

Azure Lion:

- Ok, we all barely know about the guy so don't expect this to be good but I'll try.

- Azure would do anything and everything to make sure you always feel safe and comfortable

- He has no problems of showing affection when in public but he very rarely does it

- He's not a guy to cuddle, but if you want it and crave for it? He'd hold you in his arms as much as you need him to

- He's usually very busy and doesn't have much time to be with you, he hates it too.

- But you understand, which makes him very grateful to you.

- He rarely shows any affection towards you, so it's kinda platonic between you two most of the time - yes, even if you're married

- But he does make sure to give you enough love for you to feel happy

- You never have arguments either, if you do end up having one (it's always you who comes up with a argument lol) Azure can quickly calm the situation down and come up with a good solution to both of your problems

- Azure is a very calm lion, he's not the person to let his anger take control of him.

- If you ever want to go somewhere with him, he refuses for you to tag along because it's too dangerous, and he doesn't want you to be hurt

- You do end up being disappointed after that, but Azure always does something to make it up to you, whenever that be taking you somewhere or gifting you something.

- Though it's mostly platonic between you two, he truly does love you with all his heart and whenever he takes any action of affection towards you, you blush like crazy

- THIS MAN RARELY EVER KISSES YOU, YOU WILL BE SURPRISED WHEN HE ACTUALLY DECIDES TO TAKE ACTION

- You simp for him hard. He knows it. You don't think he notices you glancing at his body? 🤨 He loves it tho and he finds it adorable and amusing.

#azure lion x reader #sun wukong x reader #macaque x reader #monkie kid x reader #x reader #lmk x reader

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tired-biscuit · 11 months

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Hello Biscuit 💛 it’s the same anon who’s bugged you about Obito a couple of times recently back again! Thinking about a reader who didn’t even realize she has a raging size kink until she’s in bed with Obito for the first time 😩

18+ fem!reader // cw: size kink

oh goodness, now i'm thinking that a sweet man like obi wouldn't even realize what exactly the size difference would be doing to you either.

i can just picture him quirking a confused brow at the way literal hearts form in your eyes the moment he tops you and presses you into the bed with the help of his weight. your legs are propped on top of his shoulders, bent at an angle that allows him to go so deep inside your wet warmth that it causes a blush to tint his handsome, scarred face a bright red.

he can see everything, and the mewlish little noises you keep letting out during it only make the heat travel further down his burly body; all until you swear that even his neck and chest are flushing a faint pink. he's just so flustered and cute despite being a grown man, it's to die for.

and speaking of death, you might just experience a little version of it from the way he draws his hips back slowly and pushes them right back in even slower, now. the spot where you connect is warm, hot, sticky, dripping wet. you're so attracted to him - to his immense size - that you've turned embarrassingly soaked. just the sight of his broad shoulders, his strong arms, the scars, makes your pussy flutter around his thickness. you can't help it.

and the best part of it is that he looks so mean but he fucks you so gentle. he's all messy kisses, hesitant strokes of tongue, unsure grunts and coincidental manhandling. you've been making love for so long that his midnight hair is all mussed up; there are beads of sweat sliding down his temples and jawline, and yet he still doesn't seem to be planning on stopping anytime soon.

his left hand wraps around your thigh as he readjusts to find more stability on his knees. the headboard of the bed keeps slamming against the wall as he pounds away purely on instinct and what feels good. you're already so close, but the moment he leans in and presses his other hand against your chest so that he can feel your heartbeat dance underneath his calloused fingertips; you're ready to go absolutely feral. like an animal. like an untamed beast.

and how couldn't you? his palm is so wide that it nearly covers both of your tits entirely. just the way he clumsily swipes his thumb over one nipple - if it's done on purpose or on accident, you're not sure - makes you clench. makes you hold onto him so tightly that he feels the need to hiss as he grits his teeth and tries to relish the oh, so sinfully delightful tightness without fully giving into it at the same time.

a muscle twitches in his cheek when he feels your cunt start sucking him in, clearly aiming to milk him completely dry. he swears that he's had a couple of more pumps in him, honest to god, but as he listens to the whine you let out and watches the way your fingers dig into the pillow as you throw your head back in absolute whorish bliss, is enough to make him cum on the spot.

you look absolutely dazed. fucked stupid without reason, it seems.

or at least that's what he thinks.

"fuck...! obi, you're s-so fuckin' big." your eyes squeeze shut and your upper lip quivers when he slams into you to the hilt and keeps himself there with the single, innocent purpose of keeping himself in-check. tears slide down your cheeks with the action but you don't wipe them away.

"oh, god- goddamn... sweetheart." he's just trying not to spill his load too soon, but he's balls deep in and the moan you let out after he accidentally bullies your fucking womb is shrill and piercing; it hurts his ears. makes his heart race and causes his sharingan to come out and play even if he doesn't want it to join this particular game.

the sounds of your intimacy grow louder and a ring of milky arousal gathers at the base of his dick the moment your gaze lands on the deep red that now swirls inside the eye that he doesn't keep hidden underneath the eyepatch. the shade almost glows in the dark and you clamp onto him like a vice in response, even tighter than before - if that is even humanly possible.

"i'm big?" he grits out finally when you make eye contact, his voice hoarse and terribly strained. you're so out of it that you don't even realize that what he's asking you is a genuine question.

poor man. he truly doesn't understand that his fat cock is splitting you into two and is almost becoming too much to bear with each passing second of ruthless, albeit loving, pounding. that he's so big and thick that he makes your entire body writhe, squirm, arch in desperate attempts to accommodate him properly. that he makes you sweat and cry and drool and leak warm slick. that he makes the muscles in your thighs burn from the way you have to keep your legs wide open at all times, just so that he can properly fit in-between.

even your belly throbs, now that he's inside.

"yeah... s'big... stretch me out real good," your voice wobbles and you can't offer anything else as you take his hand with both of yours and slip it between your legs. feeling the friction, your toes immediately curl; feet bumping against the sides of his head when you press his thumb against your clit and guide him into starting a slow circling motion that makes your entire body feel like it's been set on fire.

the button of nerves feels so small and delicate underneath his touch. good lord, for a man so scatterbrained and sometimes outright ditzy; he's good at following instructions when you finally get him to set his mind on it.

just like he's good at making you feel like he's fucked his way right up to your goddamn throat from how big he is.

#dw you're not bugging me!!#i rly enjoyed writing this <3 #i love me a good size kink thirst hehehe #obito uchiha #obito x reader #obito smut #naruto smut #biscuit drabbles #cw size kink

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ddejavvu · 10 months

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you ask for dbf!hotch thoughts? i will absolutely deliver ‼️

okay so imagine it’s like midnight and you’ve been locked out of your place (it’s not the end of the world, your family has the spare, but they’re likely already asleep)

the only thing you can think of - your last resort so to speak - is your dad’s best friend because god only knows agent hotchner keeps godawful hours, and he’s been enough of a constant in your life to know that at the very least he’d probably let you crash at his for the night.

so after a quick call and being greeted by a surprisingly raspy voice (that suggested you had in fact woken him up), he’s said to “stay put, honey. i’m on my way.”

this is just an excuse because i’d love to see domestic fluff 😩💕

having to borrow a pair of clothes, showering at his place and you’re driving him crazy because you’ve used his body wash and now you fucking smell like him?????!!!! sharing a bed and latching on to him in the middle of the night (you have absolutely no idea) because all you want is to be held by him I MEAN TALK ABOUT UWUS

just an idea 🥰

anyway i’d love to see you write this because you’re a fucking phenomenal writer <3 kisses mwuah

THIS- AAARGH 👹👹

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters), minors dni.

it's not that you're afraid they'll be mad at you for waking them up, it's that you literally rang the doorbell 934572475 times and they just didn't answer.. like they are DEAD asleep, you can't get in and you don't want to set off the alarm system so you're stuck on the front porch for the night :( your friend is out of town and you don't want to walk back to work to call a hotel to set up a reservation for one night, so you're kind of at a loss!! but then your eyes stray to a little muddy footprint on the sidewalk and you're like aw yeah that's when jack stepped in mud and then tracked it over the lawn and then you're like !! jack !! and his father !!

you know for a fact that jack is sleeping over at the neighbors house bc you'd seen him earlier, and you're fairly certain that it's because aaron needed to stay late at work. you're hoping he's still there, or at the very least, still awake, but when you call and he answers on the second ring with a very raspy 'hotchner', you realize you'd probably woken him up.

you're nervous now, because he's only been kind to you in the past, but now you've interrupted what little sleep the man gets, and what if he's angry? so you explain yourself very apologetically, assuring him that it's totally okay if you don't want to. but he barely hesitates before saying “stay put, honey. i’m on my way.” like you've said... WHAT IF I MARRIED HIM ??

UGH maybe you've been out with your friends so you're in a kind of skimpy outfit so he comes to pick you up like O.O and you laugh like if there's any spare t-shirts you don't mind me using, can i sleep in one? and he's like mhm. yeah honey i can do that. and he lets you use his bathroom 'cause jack's tub is full of bath toys and kid shampoo, and he's given you a shirt and some old loose shorts to sleep in, but you come out of the bathroom in your towel asking for a spare towel for your hair.

as he hands it over he realizes you smell like him now, because, oh fuck, of course you used his shampoo/body wash, and you brush out your hair using a little tiny brush that you ask him to retrieve from your purse. he definitely sees a tube of lipstick in your purse and he definitely imagines how it'll look on your lips and how it would look smeared on his cock

now while you were showering he'd gotten back in bed under the covers and was reading the newspaper with his little reading glasses on and !!!!!! you've never seen such a domestic sight !!!!!!! you're sure you could have crashed on the couch but it's a loveseat, not a full sofa, and :( it just wouldn't be comfortable :( and jack's bed is def too small, so when you're changed and ready for bed, you just hop right up into bed beside him and he looks at you like 🤨

you're like thanks for letting me stay here, aaron and he doesn't dare suggest you sleeping anywhere else, just nodding with a sweet little smile and asking if you were ready to turn off the lights. when you nod and snuggle into your spot in the bed he flicks the lamp off, and settles down into his spot. there's minimal talking, because neither of you are sure what to say, but once your breathing evens out and you drift off to sleep you roll over, in search of the warmth that he exudes. he doesn't even pretend to dislike it, he doesn't bother readjusting you or anything, he just curls his arm over your waist and helps you get your head on his chest <333

and when he wakes up to you clinging to him like a koala, he just kisses your forehead and brushes your hair away from your face to ask if you want breakfast 🥹🥹🥹 he mumbles it against your skin and everything all sleepy and soft GAH I NEED HIM <3

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dontyouworrydaddy · 9 months

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I have been thinking for so long about how TF141 + König would react to the reader having a period accident..

Idk it might be weird but some peoples reactions have my heart, like when they’re nice about it and help you instead of being disgusted by you😭

𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

Task Force 141 (+König) + fem! reader

I‘ve seen so many boys be so DRAMATIC over this. Like, relax?? Why are they even so dramatic? It’s literally what every woman goes through😭 But I just know that they would react in such a sweet way.☹️😩 As they should to be hones. We can’t do nun about it 🥲

Anyways, I hope you enjoy <3

.･:*:･ﾟ’✫,’✫’ﾟ･:*:･˙

König

You and König found yourselves in a peaceful moment, lying side by side on the bed after a long and exhausting day. The comforting embrace of the night soon gave way to discomfort as you felt a sudden anxiety wash over you.

König noticed the change in your mood, his instincts as a soldier came to pick up on even the slightest shifts in emotion. "Liebling?" he said gently "are you okay?"

You hesitated for a moment, but the growing unease urged you to share your worry. "oh shit" your voice barely above a whisper. "I... I'm so sorry."

König's brow furrowed with concern as he noticed the red stain on the bedsheet. But instead of showing any sign of frustration or annoyance, he offered a reassuring smile, his eyes conveying nothing but understanding.

"Hey, don't apologize" he said, his voice tender and caring. "This can happen and it's nothing to be ashamed of. "

Tears of relief welled up in your eyes, grateful for König's understanding (as he should). He didn't make you feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, but rather he embraced you with comfort and warmth.

"I'll take care of it" König reassured you, sensing your need for comfort. "Why don't you go freshen up in the bathroom? I'll change the sheets and run a nice warm bath for you."

Nodding, you made your way to the bathroom, trying to regain composure. König's thoughtful gesture touched your heart.

As you stepped into the bathroom, you were met with the sight of the bathtub filled with steaming water and a bathbomb waiting for you. König had even prepared your favorite bath oils, a small yet meaningful detail that made your heart flutter.

"Here" König said gently, holding out a plush towel for you. "Take your time hm baby?"

You nod and sank into the comforting embrace of the bath, the warmth easing the tension in your body. König sat beside the tub, close enough to offer comfort but giving you space to relax.

As you changed into your new pajama, König wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a loving hug. You nestled into his embrace, feeling safe and cared for.

"Y/N" he whispered, his voice soft and sincere, "are beautiful in every way. Don’t ever apologize for this, ever again."

Simon Riley

The two of you settled into his cozy apartment after a long day, you felt a wave of panic wash over you. Your period had caught you by surprise and an unfortunate accident had left your bed behind.

You tried to hide your distress, but Simon, ever perceptive, noticed the unease in your eyes. "Love" he said gently, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder, "what's wrong? Something's bothering you."

With a sheepish glance, you finally revealed the mishap that had befallen your bed. "I... I just got my period. It's embarrassing, I know."

Simon's expression softened, his gaze full of understanding. "What? Love, don't worry" he assured you, letting a chuckle leave his mouth"it happens to the best of us. Let's take care of it together."

Without a hint of judgment, Simon cleaned up the mess. As he finished, he suggested "Love, how about a relaxing bath? It'll help you shower and at the same time I can keep you company."

Your heart warmed at the offer and you nodded gratefully. Simon prepared the bath, ensuring it was just the right temperature and helped you undress before gently guiding you into the warm water.

Sinking into the soothing embrace of the bath, you felt a sense of comfort wash over you, thanks to Simon's calming presence. He knelt by the tub, maintaining a respectful distance, but close enough to offer support if you needed it.

"Y/N" Simon said softly "you don't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed. It's a natural part of your body and I'm here to support you."

His words held a sincerity that touched your heart, and you felt the walls of insecurity slowly crumbling away.

As you relaxed in the bath, Simon fetched a few items to make the experience even more indulgent. He poured fragrant bath oils, filling the air with a delicate aroma, and placed a soft towel within arm's reach.

Throughout the bath, Simon pampered you with gentle caresses and warm hugs, reminding you that you were not alone in your experiences. He understood that vulnerability didn't make you weak, it made you human.

After the bath, he helped you into comfortable clothes and led you to the living room, where he had set up a cozy corner with blankets and pillows. He pulled you into his arms, holding you close, a reassuring presence amidst the storm of emotions.

John MacTavish

You and John lay intertwined on the bed, basking in the warmth of each other's love. But today your body had other plans for you.

A sudden wave of panic washed over you as you felt something leak between your legs and to your horror, you realized you had experienced a period accident on the bed. Embarrassment consumed you and you immediately tried to hide the evidence, hoping John wouldn't notice.

However, John's keen instincts picked up on your distress, and he turned to you with concern etched across his face. "Love" he asked gently, "are you okay? Something seems off."

Your heart raced, unsure of how to explain the situation. But in that moment, you knew you could never hide anything from him. Gathering your courage, you whispered, "I... I just got my period."

Understanding immediately dawned on John's face, and he reached out to tenderly cup your cheek. "Hey, it's okay!" he reassured you. "Accidents happen, and it doesn't change anything between us."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you realized the depth of John's unconditional love and support. He didn't see you as any less because of a natural bodily occurrence. In fact, he tries to comfort you.

"I'm so sorry.." you whispered, your voice trembling with vulnerability.

John pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "You have nothing to apologize for." he said with a reassuring smile. "Let me take care of you."

With gentle hands, he helped you to your feet and led you to the bathroom. The soothing sound of running water filled the air as John prepared a warm bath for you. He undressed you with utmost tenderness, treating you with the utmost respect and sensitivity.

As you sank into the soothing embrace of the bathwater, a sense of relief washed over you. John stayed by your side, providing comfort with every gentle touch. He pampered you with sweet caresses and hugged you close, ensuring you felt cherished and loved.

John Price

"Y/N, what's wrong?" he asked gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. You were lying in your shared bed. John noticed the change in your emotions and he could feel that something was wrong.

You struggled to find the words, shame washing over you. "My period.." you managed to stammer out, avoiding his gaze.

Without hesitation, Price's expression softened with empathy. "It's alright" he reassured, his voice soothing. "Don't worry sweetheart."

Despite his words, you still felt flustered and overwhelmed. "I'm sorry" you whispered, your voice barely audible.

Price shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. "There's nothing to apologize for. Let's get you cleaned up, aye?"

With his steady presence grounding you, Price guided you to the bathroom and began running a warm bath. The soothing sound of running water and the smell of soap filled the air, providing a sense of calm amidst the chaos of the situation.

As you started to undress, still feeling embarrassed, Price turned his back, giving you the space and privacy you needed. Once you were in the bath, he made sure you were comfortable before leaving to deal with the soiled sheets.

Though your embarrassment lingered, Price's care and understanding had a remarkable effect on your nerves. As he returned with fresh, clean sheets, he caught you stealing glances at him, grateful for his support.

"Thank you" you murmured, your voice filled with appreciation.

Price smiled warmly. "Y/N. Don’t ever think I‘d judge or get frustrated at you for something you can’t control."

Once you were done with the bath, Price helped you get dressed in fresh clothes and then made sure you were comfortable in bed with the clean sheets.

Kyle Garrick

"Baby" he whispered softly, "are you alright?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you found yourself unable to speak, fearing judgment or disappointment. Kyle's touch was tender as he wiped away a stray tear, his heart aching to see you in distress.

"I'm here for you, you know that" he reassured, his voice a soothing balm. "Whatever it is, you know you can tell me."

Summoning every ounce of courage, you managed to utter the words, "I... I had a... a period accident."

Kyle's expression softened, understanding crossing his features. "Baby" he said gently, "it's okay. It's natural, and it happens to women. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

His acceptance and support began to ease the burden of embarrassment that had weighed heavily upon you. Kyle carefully got up from the bed, his hand never leaving yours, and walked to the bathroom. He ran a warm bath, filling the air with a soothing aroma that calmed your nerves.

"C‘mon" he said softly, "let's take a bath together. It'll help you relax, and I'll take care of everything else."

As you soaked in the comforting embrace of the bath, Kyle silently changed the sheets on the bed, removing any trace of the accident with no hint of judgment or frustration. His actions spoke volumes, showing his unconditional love and acceptance for you, no matter the circumstances.

Once you were out of the bath, wrapped in a fluffy towel, Kyle dried your hair with gentle care. Your tears flowed freely, but this time, they weren't tears of embarrassment… they were tears of gratitude for the love and understanding he showered upon you.

With tenderness, Kyle cupped your face in his hands, his touch like a gentle caress. "Love" he whispered, his voice filled with warmth, "I love you, every part of you. Don't ever feel like you have to hide anything from me. Especially something you can’t control."

He leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a soft and comforting kiss. In that moment, the weight of the world lifted off your shoulders, replaced by the solace of his love.

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serotoninzo · 1 month

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to anyone who was a fan of wilbur or liked lovejoys music, here are some recommendations!!!!

(i must warn you that my music taste leans more towards rock/alt but i still have a lot of indie as well)

-wallows

-djo (it's actually great, not just the tiktok song)

-TopLady (my personal fav is Green Light Red Light)

-bikini kill, my beloved.

-current joys

-dayglow

-beabadoobee! (specifically her song, 'talk')

-gorillaz

-tame impala (i think their music is cool)

-brent faiyaz

-miguel

-the beaches (their song blame brett is addicting, for me at least.)

-ezra furman (mainly their song, lilac and black)

-the runaways

-CROWDED HOUSE 🙏🙏

-HOT FLASH HEAT WAVE (THEIR SONG HESITATION IS SOOOOOO 😩)

-yot club!

-peter bjorn & john (their song young folks is good, you might have heard it in gossip girls ep1, s1)

-empire of the sun (i recommend their song we are the people)

-wolf alice! (don't delete the kisses is popular, i think)

-song telephones by VACATIONS

-vance joy

-the drums (especially their song 'money', it reminds me of yot club)

-carwash (their song striptease is sososososososo good 😊)

-slowdive

-pinegrove [i think this one is controversial but i can't remember:( ]

-no buses by artic monkeys (this is a classic/popular band, you probably already listen to them)

-MICKEY DARLING (recommend their song im just a buzzkill and big sad)

-ladyhawke (mainly their song 'my delirium', i must warn that this artist is under the genre pop, just incase if you aren't looking for that)

-JAWNY (if you don't know who that is, one song that is well known is, 'trigger of love'.)

-WILLIS (i like their song, 'i think i like when it rains)

-Cottonwood Firing Squad (personal fav song of theirs: hospital beach)

-the daughters of eve (a classic, especially the song 'hey lover')

-fall out boy (i love them ❤️)

-EYEDRESS (i believe their song 'jealousy' is popular)

-Dream, Ivory. (i have so many favs of theirs but my no.1 is their song 'welcome and goodbye.')

-dr.dog (this is a rock band, their song, 'where'd all the time go' is popular, especially among the outer banks fandom.)

-cocteau twins (their song cherry coloured funk is a must)

-cherry by chromatics

-boygenius!!!

-big thief

-big black car by gregory alan isakov (this is folk not indie but it's still good)

-awfultune! (popular songs of theirs would be i met sarah in the bathroom but i also recommend their song redesign.)

-milky chance (their no1 hit was stolen dance)

you could also listen to the neighbourhood but less known songs (fallen star, jealou$y, etc.)

sorry if majority of these are rock/alternative, i have a variety of music genres i listen to but rock happens to be my number 1.

you might not like these recommendations but hopefully they give you an idea of what to look for.

anyway, sending lots of love and support to shelby and wilbur soot's close friends, i can't imagine what it must be like to discover someone who was a big brother, etc to you was so horrible to his own girlfriend. genuinely disgusting.

i will forever miss wilbur soot but i will not miss william gold.

i will miss the times when he'd play geoguessr or when he'd make silly jokes but i will not miss him being a literal abuser, groomer, etc.

i don't wish death on him however.

i hope he learns his lesson. i also hope he takes actual accountability, instead of whatever that shit 'apology' was. it literally overtook colleen ballinger's ukelele apology ffs 🤦‍♀️

#lovejoy #wilbur soot #song recommendations #band recommendations #i guess these are replacement ideas #i don't think anyone will like them since my music taste is all over the place but oh well

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nocturnest · 11 days

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Captivating

you keep staring at tangerine and he wants to know why.

author's note: who isn't captivated by this handsome brit who struts as he walks and has the mouth of a sailor?! 😩🤌🏻

Tangerine couldn't help but notice the way your eyes kept drifting in his direction as he sat across the aisle, deep in conversation with Lemon about the seriousness of the mission and who exactly the White Death was. Every time he glanced up, he'd catch you quickly averting his gaze, a faint blush creeping across your cheeks.

He couldn't deny the intrigue he felt - there was something about the way you carried yourself, the way your eyes would linger on him for just a moment too long, that had him curious. Sure, there were plenty of women who had stared at him before. It wasn't anything new, but they had never had such curiosity in their gaze, such longing.

When the chaos erupted over the missing briefcase, Tangerine knew he needed to find a moment to pull you aside and get to the bottom of this peculiar fascination. Especially if there was a chance that he wouldn't be getting off this train alive. As the train rumbled on, he waited patiently for his opportunity, until finally, he spotted you slipping into the bathroom.

Without hesitation, he followed, gently pushing the door open and stepping inside, closing it gently behind him. Your eyes went wide with surprise, your breath catching in your throat. It was one thing to observe this handsome man from afar, hiding behind your book, but up close? You couldn't help but observe the deep blues of his eyes, the way that his collar was open just enough that you could see his chest. His mere presence was sinful.

"H-Hello," you stammered, your fingers gripping the edge of the sink as you attempted to steady yourself. "I-um...I didn't expect you to-"

"Why do you keep looking at me, love?" he asked, his voice low and smooth as he moved closer, effectively trapping you against the wall.

You swallowed hard, your gaze darting everywhere but his face. "I... I don't know what you mean. I haven't been-"

Tangerine reached out, gently tilting your chin up so your eyes met. "Don't play coy with me, darlin'," he murmured, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip. "I've seen the way you look at me. What is it about me that has you so... captivated?"

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but there was something else there too - a spark of curiosity, of intrigue, that Tangerine couldn't help but find so endearing.

"I... I'm sorry, I don't mean to stare," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "It's just... well, you're so different from anyone I've ever seen. The way you carry yourself, the way you speak, it's all so... intoxicating."

Tangerine felt a slow grin spread across his face. "Intoxicating, eh?" he purred, leaning in closer until your noses were nearly brushing. "And what is it about me that you find so intoxicating, love?"

Your breath caught in your throat, your heart pounding in your chest. "I-I... I don't know, really. There's just something about you that draws me in. The way you seem so confident, so sure of yourself. It's... it's captivating."

Tangerine chuckled, the sound low and rumbling. "Well, well, aren't you just full of surprises," he murmured, his fingers trailing along the delicate curve of your neck. "And here I was, thinking I was the only one who was... intrigued."

Your eyes widened, your pulse quickening at his touch. "Y-you were... intrigued by me?"

Tangerine nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "Oh, yes, darlin'. From the moment I saw you starin' at me, I've been dyin' to get you alone like this."

He leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "So tell me, love... what is it that you want from me?"

Your breath hitched, your mind racing with a thousand different thoughts. You knew you should be terrified, trapped in this small bathroom with a man you barely knew. But somehow, in the depths of those piercing blue eyes, you found herself utterly captivated, yearning for his touch.

"I... I want to know you," you whispered, your trembling fingers reaching up to caress the side of his face. "All of you."

Tangerine's lips curved into a predatory smile, and in one swift motion, he closed the distance between you both, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss that left you breathless.

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arlerts-angel · 6 months

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could you maybe write about armin and reader who have been best friends since they were 2, and they have become so close that their relationship is basically like a couple one. some kisses and teasing until one day, reader can’t take the teasing no more because her fingers alone aren’t enough.. 🙈✨

a/n: a quick break from kinktober to being you this 🫶 please why is this so hot to me 😩🥵 i love your big beautiful mind nonnie!! i hope you enjoy <3

cw: soft dom!armin x fem!reader, mentions of previous dry humping + masturbation (fem), oral sex (f!receiving), penetrative sex (piv), pet names (princess, good girl, baby, pretty girl) lots of dirty talk 🤭

taglist: @callm3senpaii @la-undercover-latina @dilfkentolover @arlertwitch @nigthmar3moon @darkstarlight82 @daddydynamight @millennialmagicalgirl @ringsofsaturnnnn @softlilpeachxx @i-literally-cant-with-this @arlertdarling @tomuraslut @hannas16

never one without the other; you and armin were friends, best friends. so much so, that you may as well be married. you know everything about each other and nothing's off the table for either of you when it comes to the other. you were each other's first kiss in high school; for no reason other than "well, we're best friends, right? what better person to share your first kiss with?"

and yeah, you've messed around a couple of times since then, but it never went further than steamy makeout sessions... him touching your boob under your shirt but over your bra... or lightly dry humping each other. this went on for a while, but you never sought out anything past stuffing your dainty little fingers in your cunt at the thought of your best friend fucking you,

but today would be different.

as you sit on his couch next to him while something random plays on the tv, you decide to get close to him, rub his thigh a little. he looks down at his lap and smirks. "hey, touchy." he teases, winking at you. "i'm sorry, want me to stop?" you flirt back. "not at all, princess."

princess? that's a new one.

you snuggle into his neck, pressing your lips softly against his warm skin, trailing your hand up from his thigh to his jaw. he lets out a contented sigh and shifts on the couch next to you. "[name]..." he moans softly. you lift your head and meet his gaze, pressing your lips against his without hesitation. he returns the kiss, the tension between you now melting.

you pull away momentarily to speak.

"i want more than this, armin."

"y-you do? are you sure?"

"i've never been so sure."

he practically jumped off the couch to take you to his bed.

"i've been thinking of this moment for so long, touching myself thinking about it, you know." you whisper. "oh yeah? what a good girl... touching yourself thinking of me." he says, closing the door behind him. you help each other out of your clothes before getting into his bed. he kisses down your stomach and stops just above the elastic of your panties.

"tell me what you want." he says, tracing your underwear gently with his finger. "i want you to eat me out, 'min, please." he hums happily. "please? such a good girl using your manners." he pulls your panties off, exposing your hot and wet pussy. "aw, poor baby. you're already soaked." he taunts, swiping his index finger down your wet slit, making you whine. "armin please–" you beg. he flicks his tongue up and down your swollen clit and slides a finger inside, pumping it into your pussy mercilessly. "mmph– ah–!" you're almost in tears at how good he is at eating your pussy. he adds another finger, hitting the sweet spot inside you.

"please don't stop armin, i'm gonna cum–!" you cry out as he brings you closer to your orgasm. "that's my girl, cum all over my face for me baby." he returns his tongue to your sensitive bud. his words make the knot in your stomach snap, sending you to cloud nine as you moan his name.

"how the fuck are you so good at that?" you pant. he shakes his head and smiles. "you ready for this?" he asks, slapping the tip of his cock onto your clit. you nod and moan as he pushes the tip into your entrance. "fuck you're so tight." he whines, thrusting slowly into you to adjust. he grabs your hips and fucks you a little harder. "you feel so good around my cock baby." he groans, watching your tits bounce with each thrust. "such a pretty girl, you look even prettier when you're fucked out."

your brain is mush, no point in trying to formulate a sentence when he talks to you like that. "armin–!" you moan, feeling his finger against your clit as he fucks you. "this is my pussy, understand? no one gets this but me. tell me, baby. need to hear it from you." he grunts. "y-yours 'min. my pussy is ah–! yours." he groans and throws his head back, his pace becoming slow and sloppy. "gonna let me cum inside you baby? i'm close." you moan as you approach your second orgasm. "fuck yes– cum inside me, please." you beg, eyes rolling and back arching as you cum together.

you lay together in his bed, closer now than you'd ever been before. "does this make us a thing now?" he asks, chuckling. "haven't we always been kind of a thing?" you reply, kissing him softly and resting your head on his chest.

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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 year

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I want to see Jake cheats on neytiri with Y/N!😩😩 And Y/N tries to escape from Jake and telling him that “YOU HAVE A WIFE AND CHILDREN” Y/N as always scared of him 😱 but Jake doesn’t care, he doesn’t care if he cheats on his wife, he will get what he wants and he wants y/n... Hi how are you?! This is what I imagine him doing everyday and I couldn’t stop thinking about it sooo Also sorry to bother you!! 🙇🏽‍♀️🙇🏽‍♀️🙇🏽‍♀️

First and foremost, BABY YOU NEVER BOTHER ME!!! Ilyyyy!! Don't be afraid to request/comment/dm, etc.! You'll NEVER bother me angel!!

Also, I'm good, how are you???

😩😩😩 the conflict I would have ab this but also omgggg I could def not leave him 🤭🤭🤭

The reason you'd originally caught Jake's attention had been because you were always so attentive. Always so kind to him—so kind to everyone. It just made something in him soft and warm.

And he wanted you. And he couldn't let you go.

The first time he'd fucked you, he'd excused it as a thoughtless act, a stupid little thing, a bump in the road. But then he'd made the same mistake again and again and again. And you couldn't seem to deny him, which made it all the more easier for Jake.

Eventually, though, you became guilty. Always guilty, wanting Jake but afraid of his family, of ruining that for him.

And one day, you finally worked up the courage to talk to him.

You meet at your designated place, deep in the forest, far away from the others. When Jake shows up, he smirks at you, but you shake your head, alerting him that something's up.

“Jake,” you start, sighing, “I-I can't do this anymore.”

Jake frowns. “What d'you mean, baby?”

You exhale sharply, exasperated. “Jake, you're married. You have kids. And I...I mean, I'm just your sidepiece. I'm getting in the way of your marriage, I'm breaking a home, and I...I can't do this.”

Jake chuckles softly. “You're just scared, baby. It'll be fine. We're fine—”

“Jake!” you snap. “We're not fine. You're married and you have four kids. You have an entire life aside from me, and I don't fit in. I'm destroying your happiness, and I can't—”

“You're not destroying anything, baby,” he tells you, grabbing your hands in his. “I love you.”

You shake your head, trying to push his words away, trying to pretend you don't feel the same. “You can't.”

“I need you,” Jake tells you, his eyes begging you to not do this. “I want you, girl. You're mine, and I can't be without you.”

You shake your head again, tears forming in your eyes. “We can't,” you insist, whispering the words as they shatter your heart into pieces.

Jake grabs your face in his hands. “You're mine, and I'm not letting you go, not giving you up, you hear me? No one has to find out. Things are going great for us, honey.”

You try to pull away from him, torn between doing what's right and doing what you want to do. It's your mind versus your heart, the logical versus the emotional. And your heart...you can feel it breaking, can feel it tearing itself into shreds, but you have to let go of Jake.

“Jake, it's wrong...”

“I don't care if it's wrong,” Jake tells you. “I love you. And I can't lose you.”

“But Neytiri, and the kids...,” you murmur, hesitant.

“They don't know, and they don't have to,” he says. “Just forget it, baby. Just stay with me.”

You meet Jake's eyes and you already know you're not going to do what's right.

You let him kiss you, let his hands move down to your waist, let him undo your loincloth and your top. He has you bare, undresses himself, and then he's on you, leading you to the ground.

And as he kisses you, as his hand wanders between your thighs to softly caress you cunt, you can't help but think of Neytiri, of the children...

Tears form in the corners of your eyes. You know this is wrong, but you can't bring yourself to let him go, can't lose him. The battle of emotions and thoughts within you is too much; it spills tears from your eyes. You grab Jake's face in your hands and pull him to you, kissing him, hoping he can drown out this collision of feelings.

Jake can feel your tears, he can taste their saltiness, and he's gentle with you, loving, soft in the way he works you open, his hands sliding into your cunt, curling upwards.

You moan softly, legs spreading wider, mouth kissing Jake's with more passion. You need him to deaden the conflict within you, need him to make it all disappear.

Jake rubs the thick head of his cock between your folds before slowly pushing into you. You arch your back, arms wrapping around his neck.

“I love you,” Jake repeats, kissing your lips softly. “I love you and I need you.”

You sniffle quietly, holding onto Jake as he thrusts into you. “I know,” you tell him between silent sobs. “I know.”

Jake can feel your pain, can feel your fear. It emanates in your scent, an entity that scratches its way into Jake's lungs and makes his heart crack.

He loves you. He knows he shouldn't, he knows he should stay away, but he just loves you so much.

His thrusts are slow and measured, careful with the way he fucks you. And it's too much love, too much pain, too much everything.

You cry through it, tears mixing with the pleasure as you gasp, shaking, your body delighted to have Jake inside. He kisses you carefully, his hands caressing your skin, his thrusts loving.

You moan softly, quietly, as your pleasure fills you, making you see stars. Through the tears, you gasp and tremble, hips jerking up to meet his.

“Fuck,” Jake groans, his cock bruising your cervix, his pleasure overwhelming.

“Please,” you beg between tears. “Please, make me come.”

Jake angles his hips up, allowing his cock to drag against your g-spot and making you gasp, shake, as you feel your pleasure grow within you.

“'s so good!” you cry. “So good! Fuck!”

And then your orgasm is upon you, unloading its weight onto your body, breaking you apart in its intensity. You whimper, shaking, as you come on Jake's cock.

And then Jake's coming inside you, filling you with his thick load, spurting the hot, sticky release into your raw cunt.

And then you're sobbing again, shoulders shaking with each heaving breath of pain and guilt and torn emotions.

“I'm sorry,” Jake tells you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He knows how difficult this is for you, how it breaks you, the idea of him having a family and you just being on the sidelines. “I'm sorry.” But he cannot let you go.

You shake your head. “'s not your fault,” you say. “It's not.”

“And it's not yours, either,” Jake tells you. “Don't blame yourself for this, baby.”

You sniffle quietly but don't reply.

Jake pulls out of you and lies beside you, holding you in his arms, kissing your skin, worshiping your body as you sob and cry.

You'd always heard that love hurts, you just never thought it would be true.

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(again, not happy with this one but I just finished an over 2k chapter for soleil et lune and I'm tired so 😭)

jealous remus is one of my weak spots 😩

happy valentines day!

Interfering with a Love Life

The pub was cramped, every corner, every table filled with people as chatter and laughter deafened the music playing through the speakers. Drunk old men sat at the bar and bothered the poor, exhausted barkeep who had half an hour left in his shift, his eyes flicking to the clock every 5 minutes as the old men roared with laughter.

Remus was staring at you, sneaky with his gaze as he watched you smile, giggle, joke and talk; he only looked away when you glanced at him briefly, sipping his beer as he pretended to listen to James rambling to Peter about just how difficult Quidditch could be.

Sirius was at the bar himself, flirting with the man next to him to get free drinks (Remus always rolled his eyes, but Sirius always ended up walking away with free drinks for everyone at the table).

Lily was talking to you about wedding dress shopping, Remus quite invested into the conversation as he listened to you gush about how a sweetheart neckline (whatever that was) and perhaps a mermaid dress (he wondered if that was even a thing) would look amazing on the red-haired girl.

A couple minutes later, Sirius finally walked over with a round of drinks in his hands, passing them out to everyone.

"God, that bloke was such a creep." He murmured, digging into Marlene's bag for a cigarette pack.

"Uh, Sirius, you got me a cider." Remus complained, lifting the bottle so Sirius could see the lable.

"So?"

"So I don't like ciders."

"You don't like ciders?" You asked, bewildered at his taste.

"Yeah, I think they're too sweet." He shrugged.

You took the cider bottle away from him and smiled as you drank a sip.

"More for me, then."

Remus rolled his eyes, smiling as he did so, and he stood up from his chair, taking his jacket off and placing it on the chair, establishing his claim as he checked his jeans' pockets for money.

"Right, I'm going to the bar. Does anyone want anything?"

Everyone shook their heads and said no, Remus walking over to the bar as Sirius lit up his cigarette, ignoring Marlene's scolds as James gagged at his 'disgusting' habit.

Remus ordered a beer, to which the barmaid had to run down to change the keg, leaving the man standing there as he leaned against the wooden counter.

Another man had walked up next to him, same age as Remus, maybe a tad bit older, as he ordered an old-fashioned from the other barkeep, leaning in the same way Remus did against the bar.

"Oi," The man had attempted to get Remus' attention, quite rudely, but nevertheless Remus turned to face him.

"You having a good night?" The man attempted to make small talk, tapping his fingers against the wood as he grinned at Remus.

"Yeah." He replied, just wanting to be left alone.

"Oh, good. Listen, that girl you're with, over there?" The man had pointed to you over his shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering if she's single."

The barmaid had replaced the keg, it seemed, as she handed Remus his cold glass of beer. He gripped onto it strongly, sighing as he reminded himself to be calm and tell the truth. You weren't dating, much to his dismay. Why should he interfere with your love life?

"No, she isn't."

Apparently, Remus decided to interfere with your love life that night.

"Oh. Who's she with?"

"This really strong guy, he's also got insane anger issues."

"Oh yeah?" The man tilted his head.

"Yeah."

"Well, I don't see him anywhere." The man grinned, taking a sip of his whiskey whilst Remus' jaw clenched.

"Well he's here."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and if he knew that you were talking like this, he wouldn't hesitate to punch you across your face and kick the living shit out of you."

The man chuckled. "Trust me, he wouldn't get a chance to try."

It was as if the stars aligned when you walked up to Remus and wrapped your hands around his arm.

"Remmy, why are you taking so long?" You whined, clearly a bit tipsy as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Are you missing me?" He grinned, finding humour in the man's suddenly afraid expression.

"Yeah, Siri and James are being stupid and the girls are talking about going to Vegas, and I just wanna go to bed." You yawned, closing your eyes against Remus' arm as he chuckled and shifted his arm around your shoulder so you could rest your head against his chest.

"Okay, I'm coming back now." He grabbed his beer and smirked at the man who gulped and looked away from his intimidating stare whilst the two of you walked away.

"I heard you by the way." You mumbled.

"You did?

"Yeah," You looked up at him and grinned.

"It's nice having such a protective boyfriend."

Remus repricated your grin, and ruffled your hair.

"It's nice having such a beautiful girlfriend."

You blushed, though you hid your face in his chest.

The next morning, you woke up with your head on Remus' bare chest as he twirled your hair between his fingers, staring at you with tired eyes and a smile on his face.

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