#(it IS normal to like things and to praise the things you like. it IS normal to give positive feedback. essential even.)

[getonite]

(𝟏) 𝐌𝐒𝐆: I NEED LOVEAND AFFECTION.

"how they love to give you affection" — ( hajime umemiya, hayato suo, haruka sakura, jo togame, + choji tomiyama )

gn!reader ; fluff, slight cursing, metaphors, very light suggestion in suo and togame's parts. nothing just cute stuff, maybe ooc for togame?

forcing myself to write rn. wanna guess who i like the most lmao? smaus for them will be out soon! kuroshitsuji ver.

hugs

there's honestly no surprise here, hm? he's like a walking bear at times, specifically with his hugs. sure, at (rare) times he gives some encouraging hugs to the furin boys, but his bear-hugging arms are reserved for you.

umemiya has healing hugs. paired with his ability to sense a positive or negative change in others, he often surprises you with them, rubbing his face into you, swinging you around a bit with a bright smile on his face, hearty laughter from his lips.

he enjoys the way you feel wrapped in his touch. the way you lean your head against his chest or shoulder, sinking into his embrace.

it's a way he feels extremely close to you, not like how he wants (he wants to melt into your skin), but it's close enough to provide the both of you with the comfort and intimacy the both of you crave.

light kisses

despite the way he seems, he quite enjoys kisses. specifically, giving them. he enjoys giving and recieving affection equally, though there's something special about those little kisses he gives to the palm of your hand, or your knuckles. he peppers them everywhere, but those are his two favorite spots.

his eye watches the way you get flustered. especially, when he decides to make a show of it and bows to one knee to kiss you. "my liege," he'd joke, laughing at your embarrassed reaction.

he loves the way you jump, goosebumps along your arms from the way his lips ghost along your skin, tickling the small hairs on your arms. his entire aim with affection is making you flustered.

if he truly wishes to fluster you, maybe make you a bit hot, he breaths on ear, the air tickling your skin. he presses his lips to the tip of your ear, whispering a comment of praise. it amuses him how you jump and crumble from such a small action.

of course, he plays dumb, pressing another light kiss to your skin. "i haven't a clue what you mean, love."

anything (handholding).

anything flusters him. he doesn't typically initiate intimacy, it's normally you. so he doesn't have a particular favorite thing to do to give you affection. the closest he'll get to initiating something, is handholding. so perhaps that's his favorite to give you?

a combination of hugs and kisses

togame is slow-paced, he has a lazy energy to him more often than not.

he lazily wraps his arms around your waist, grunting as he pulls you back with him as he sits down. he smiles at the shriek you let out when you fall backwards with him. "calm down, will ya?"

togame bury's his face into your neck, securely holding you close to him. his lips press light kissed from behind your ear and to your shoulder, his thumbs sneaking beneath your shirt to rub circles against your skin.

there's nothing more that he loves than hugging you close to him and feeling the heat of your body. especially your neck when he peppers kisses on them. the press of your thighs against his, your back to his chest. his hands drift your thighs, squeezing them lightly, "i hope you know, i love you..." he often falls asleep like this, lightly snoring against your back, tugging you onto his lap so you don't leave.

a combination of handholding and hugs

choji is the type of guy to jump and hug you. he wraps his arms so tight, both you and togame have to tell him to let go. the both of you often fall over from the force of him. it's more of his favorite way to greet you than favorite way to show affection.

aside from surprise hugs and clinging to you, he likes to hold your hand. he's perpetually stuck in the childish way of aggressively swinging your arms back and forth as he does, happily smiling an apology when you reach your destination.

he likes to squeeze your hand at times, either to comfort himself, or you.

choji leans close, rubbing his face against you, proving to those you walk around that you are his. there's no shortage of glares he gives people who stare too hard or talk too long ro you.

regardless, he loves being right next you; keeping you close while proving you're together. and as far as cuddling goes??? he's wrapped around you like a fucking monkey. he is NAWT letting you go once he has his hands on you.

#𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 .ᐟ #wind breaker (satoru nii) #wind breaker anime #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker fluff #umemiya hajime x reader #umemiya x reader #umemiya fluff #hajime umemiya #hayato suo x reader #hayato suo fluff #suo hayato x reader #suo x reader #suo fluff #suo hayato #hayato suo #sakura haruka x reader #sakura haruka fluff #sakura x reader #sakura fluff #sakura haruka #jo togame x reader #jo togame fluff #togame jo x reader #togame jo fluff #jo togame #choji x reader #choji tomiyama x reader #choji tomiyama fluff #tomiyama choji x reader

[horrorartsworld]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 vox x f!pornstar!reader ➳ vox fucks one of valentino’s sex workers

warnings: smut. super duper praise. riding. not proofread

IM BACK FROM THE DEAD 😁😁!! hope y’all missed me

soooo i got this request a while back and fucked it up by accidentally misreading the context and ending up writing about val instead of vox and posting it…. like a dummy 😭 so i just deleted the whole thing to start back over but hopefully that nonnie sees this that requested it!! so sorry boo boo (this is what happens when you only run on a few hours of sleep 💀)

When you two were first introduced Vox couldn’t stop eye fucking you on the spot.

Sure you were a Porn Star and it was a normal thing that happened on occasion, but something about when he did it made it all much more sensual and pure. All while Vox couldn’t help this feeling swirling inside of his circuits of yearning to have his way with you. Whether that be in front of everyone here or…who am i kidding he wanted you right where you stood! With that skimpy little outfit you were wearing that barley concealed any of your assets and accentuated your body just perfectly. And that smile..Fuck…that sweet smile on your lips at him that he wanted soooooo badly to see parted while desperately crying his name.

“Nice to meet you baby…” Your perfect voice breaking him out of his sinful thoughts.

Fuck he liked it when you called him that.

You being currently nestled under two of Valentino’s arms, hugged up close to him as if he thought you’d fly away from him, you extended a pretty manicured hand towards the tv-headed man which he immediately obliged to without hesitation, taking your hand in his and kissing the top of each one of your knuckles. “Pleasures all mine doll..”

A low chuckle came from Valentino above you when seeing Vox act in such a manner that even he could tell had you feeling all warm and fuzzy, practically smelling the arousal radiating off of the two of you as Vox held your hand a bit longer than made appropriate for an innocent handshake. Val then getting a tinge of jealousy at the moment unfolding in front of him, he squeezes your hip in warning making you drop Vox’s hand sheepishly with a small blush dancing at your cheeks.

“So formal Voxy…almost too formal for one of my little sex toys..” Val was becoming more possessive by the minute when he then grabs your cheeks in the process and squeezes them at Vox as he cooed something down at you.

Vox just stood there with that shit eating grin on his face with his pixelated eyes hanging low before he made the jab, “Well Val….Let’s just say I know what women want unlike you..,” You could hear the spitefulness in his tone, let alone what he said caused your skin to crawl as you stood between two most powerful overlords awkwardly as they semi, no, full on bickered like an old married couple over you.

Valentino then shifts you in his arms to shoo you off behind him and out of Vox’s sight so that he didn’t have to be cock blocking for the rest of the night, which would only piss him off more.

“I don’t need you corrupting…let alone fucking one of my stars!”

Is the last thing you heard Valentino shouting before the rest was muffled behind the door you had exited the room from, but to his dismay you wouldn’t be as faithful as he hoped later on that week..

⋆⭒˚.⋆

“Damn it you little minx…fuck me like the star you are…” Vox would husk out underneath you as you desperately roll your hips against his own with his cock married to the deepest parts of your sweet core that was already clamping to his words.

“Yeah that’s right my pretty girl…you’re my girl aren’t you?” He gritted through his teeth feeling your walls squeeze him, causing him to take out the feeling on your precious neck, nipping little marks into your flesh that would surely show up when filming later.

“Y-yes baby..i’m yours..” You gasp breathlessly, not knowing how meaningful you sounded when you said it. Vox smirks into your neck knowing he’s got you wrapped around his finger just like he wanted. “That’s my good girl..”

That praise alone had you clutching at his shoulders, your head falling back when his hips started to flick up into yours when he sees you absolutely loosing it once you started growing closer to your much needed high. “V-vox..i-i..mphm!”

“No ones fucked you like they’ve meant it huh?…but i mean it…i so fucking mean it..” He spouts out, his words seeming to buffer in between when he starts to pull you down on to his cock with each of his thrusts, skin to skin contact filling the room and most likely the world outside the room you two occupied. You whine at this feeling that knot in your tummy starting to unravel itself, your eyes squeezing shut in the process. “Ah ah..baby…open those eyes if you wanna cum..”

You manage to force them open being warmfully greeted by his mouth, all tongue and teeth clashing with your own as he then pulls away abruptly letting a string of salvia keep the two of your mouths still connected. Watching intently as you then cum all over his cock and a drawn-out cry of his name following shortly after.

He then almost short circuits at the sight when his hips then stutter up into yours for a few more moments until he lets you collapse on top of him with both of your chests rising and falling rapidly.

After some time goes by of the two of you just resting there Vox stretches a little letting out a chuckle, forcing your head to look up at him with a confused expression written on your features at his smug one.

“What?”

“Oh nothing doll…” His fingers pressing against the few marks he left on your neck causing you to squirm. “Just thinking of how pissed Val’s gonna be when he’s sees what i’ve done to you in the next hour.”

Vox laughs when you huff at him and shove your face into his warm chest. “You know I have a shoot today you dick…”

He listens to your muffled voice only chuckling more when he then pats your head. “Yeah…but they’ll sure as hell know who you belong to…actually i think you need one more above your titty hold still..”

#☆⋆｡𖦹 my writings #☆⋆｡𖦹vox #vox #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin imagine #hazbin hotel fanfic #hazbin hotel smut #vox smut #vox x reader #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox

[diejager]

I have a fucking insane idea based on a DnD thing I saw once lmao. So basically, if someone went through an immense amount of trauma, it could sort of manifest into another being used for self defense. This being was literally only limited by their imagination. It could be a damn house cat or a fucking dragon. It was basically an extension of their body that was a result of a dangerous or traumatic situation. It could help with other tasks as well, but its main purpose is defense. I need to see the men react to this, I’m begging

Monster au. Plz

~🧋

Cw: trauma, inaccurate magic, tell me if I missed any.

They were familiar with all kind of magic. Be it Old Magics and Magiks, enchantments, hexes, curses, dark arts, and everything known to the world, yours was…. peculiar. Quite peculiar for a person without any ties to a magical lineage or prior knowledge of powers. You were just a normal human - as normal as you could be with all your fearlessness towards monsters and hybrids alike - with a few unique perks and qualities, but a human no less. You weren’t any different from your parents, your extended family or any friends. A mortal with soft flesh, resilient and persevering, wild imaginations and genial abilities to adapt and conquer, and yet, were so, so fragile. 

They hadn’t expected it, with Farah - the only witch they personally knew - tied to Alex by the hip and always on the move, their repertoire of magical knowledge was lacking. So, there was a mass of confusion between them, one that made understanding your strange ability difficult, but not impossible. They had Laswell’s help to sift through all existing records, some confidential, hidden under red tapes and confidentiality regulations, and others public, open to any curious eyes and prying noses. 

The black Maine Coon that seemed to follow you, her lumbering figure and elegantly, curled fur that stood out among patches of grey and military green and browns of the base brought many questions, but all shrugged away at the mere sight of those piercing green eyes, vibrant lime that seemed to glow in darkness. She could light up the room with a single glance. It was as odd as it was menacing, and she was fiercely protective of you, shadowing your steps, curling her tail around your leg, laying on your lap when you sat and glaring at anyone who tried to approach you. 

A spirit animal someone had commented, a guardian in the shape of a cat another had hushed. She was all speculations and would stay that way until someone found out more about your Maine Coon, or if someone grew a pair and actually asked you rather than treating it like a secret mission conducted behind your back. A mystery to resolve, a like game they thought it be amusing to play until you found them out or someone gave up after grueling weeks of hitting a brocade —a dead end. 

It was fun and all, at least while it lasted. They felt like they were so close to figuring it out by themselves - pride and ego, you’d cackle. You’d have a field day laughing at them for them, then praise them for holding out so long - and Soap went out and begged for an answer. 

“I was wondering when one of you would crack,” you smiled, running your fingers through her fur, brushing away knots and tangles, “Took you longer than I expected.”

You had known of their investigation, but never spoke up. It riled them up, a thrill at finally being given the knowledge they’re hungered for, an adrenaline that pumped from their hearts to know the answer. And you stalled, teasing them with the pretty curl of your lips, taking all the time you needed to have them squirm in their seats and hang at every word that fell from your mouth.

“She’s a… trauma response, of some kind. I don’t really know how or why, but she just appeared one day while I was recovering. I was confused,” you laughed, nuzzling her scruff when she sat up to lick your chin, “Really confused. But I did some tests, experiments out of sheer boredom and discovered she came from my mind- or a product of it.”

“Your mind..?”

“You know humans have vivid imaginations, as physically unfortunate we are, our minds are a… strange thing, and she came right out of it.”

“So she could be… anything?”

You threw your head back, pulling her up in your arms as if she was the lightest kitten ever, your smile so wide it was infectiously making them smile.

“Anything that my mind can conjure up.”

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[artydonsgf]

If you're alright with NSFW prompts, can you think of any kinks the three might have?

hi anon! thank you sm for your request<3 honestly, this account has challenged me so much because i’ve never really written nsfw stuff before. it’s really fun actually! enjoy nsfw headcanons with art, tashi, and patrick

Art Donaldson

- completely submissive in bed

- he likes when you’re rough with him

- hair pulling, biting, nails digging into his back

- needy as fuck, any time you start to slow down, he’s kissing you n begging you to keep going

- loves praise, he’ll do anything to get it

- quick to try new things if you want to

- total begger

- likes being overstimulated

- the idea of being completely overwhelmed by you is so hot to him

- really likes it when you blindfold him

- your touch becomes a million times more exciting when he has no idea where it’s going to come from

- he also likes it when he’s slightly restricted

- not too much because grabbing your hips when you’re on top of him is his favorite thing

- always on the bottom, you have total control

- king of whimpering and moaning and begging (a/n: i need him)

- soft breathy whispers telling you that you’re so beautiful, you make him feel so good, etc

- begs to touch you, he lowkey can’t believe that you’re his

- asks for consent in the most slutty desperate voice ever (it’s very hot)

- desperate, needy, and pathetic is the best way to describe him in bed

- great at aftercare, it’s him showering you in kisses thanking you for rocking his world

- seriously, he’s so gentle and sweet and he always makes you food after

Tashi Duncan

- likes watching you on your knees

- any position where you’re under her does it for her

- likes it when you suck her fingers

- loves when you’re loud

- likes to have sex in non-traditional places

- the car, the shower, downstairs, kitchen, etc

- doesn’t want to share you with anyone but sometimes she wonders what it would be like watching you fuck someone else

- high sex drive

- i mean come on, you’re with the most competitive n passionate woman in the world, did you think that wasn’t gonna translate into bed?

- doesn’t let up even in bed, she makes you work for every ounce of pleasure you want

- you’re spoiled by her but that’s only once you work to get there

- obsessed with giving you hickies

- loves it when you dress up in pretty lingerie

- she slowly undresses you, kissing you everywhere as she goes

- loves buying you lingerie too

- aftercare is the best with her

- you guys shower together and softly whisper sweet words to one another

- you change the sheets together and settle into fresh sheets feeling nice and clean

Patrick Zweig

- total exhibitionist

- likes the thrill of almost being caught so you often find yourself with his hands down your pants in dark corners of parties

- likes being marked

- if he’s not walking away with a million hickies did yall really fuck?

- likes to go without a condom

- obviously with your consent and making sure you’re on birth control

- likes to come on your face when you give him blow jobs

- seeing you covered in his cum makes him hard all over again

- total brat, he does everything possible to rile you up

- he’s also a complete tease, he loves making you beg for him to keep touching you

- loudddd

- neighbors three doors down can hear his moaning

- he’s not even exaggerating either, bro just really can’t help himself when you’re fucking him

- likes it when you dress up in cute outfits

- he barely sees it because he’s so eager to rip it off but the brief moment he does look, he loves it

- aftercare is always sweet but pretty short because sex with you is like his version of melatonin

- besides staying awake for the general clean up, he’s normally out like a light afterwards

- even with quickies, he’s always falling asleep

- pussy so good you put his ass to bed🙏🏾

hiiii idk if this is that good, i spent so long reworking it cause i hated it. butttt i dont wanna keep anyone waiting so i hope you enjoyed<3

#challengers #challengers fic #challengers imagine #challengers headcanon #challengers drabble #art donaldson #tashi duncan #patrick zweig #art donaldson x reader #tashi duncan x reader #patrick zweig x reader #artydonsgf

[gauntletqueen]

isn't banning people based on "vibes" a conservative way of thinking? Idk I feel like forcibly removing people in your community who didn't do anything based on your idea on what's normal & fear that they COULD be dangerous is a justification for alot of right wing politicians & a basis behind xenaphobia.

Its literally a talking point of our oppressors.

First off there's something funny to me about seeing me retweet something on twitter and then going to my tumblr to respond to it anonymously

Second off, you're making big assumptions on what these vibes might be and what reasons streamers and other online creatives might have for removing people.

Here's some examples of people I've banned from my community discord server based on vibes:

Someone who only ever cared about talking to me, and never acknowledging anyone else in the server. They acted far too familiar with me despite me not knowing them, and continuously sent me DMs where they roleplayed things like hugging me. I explained why all of this behavior was not appreciated but they never listened. Classic parasocial behavior but none of it was against the rules. I still removed them based on vibes because they made everyone, especially myself, very uncomfortable and would not listen when told to stop.

A user who made everything about themself. They would derail every conversation to talk about something they did, often unrelated to the current topic, talk over others to praise themself on something, never listen to other people, interrupt others to talk about how they would've done something better, etc. Not against the rules! But it sure is annoying! I removed them because they constantly brought the mood down by making others feel like they had no place to speak.

Multiple users who only spread negativity. Almost always taking worst faith stances on things, barging into perfectly fine conversations with some overly negative angle all the time, sometimes I'd tell them to stop and they'd say it's just for fun, but it's not very fun when all you accomplish is ruining the mood, is it?

Any time something like this happens, Me and my mods make sure to take the person aside in DMs and explain the situation first, make it clear to them what they're doing wrong, and how we'd like them to stop, and if we still remove them then, it's their own fault. There have been plenty of times where someone was told to stop a certain behavior, and they understood and corrected accordingly.

I'm not removing these people because I suspect they might be secretly right-wing, or phobic, or whatever you're assuming when you say "dangerous", I remove them because they're annoying and don't listen, and I don't want annoying people like that in a simple little discord community that I made for people who like what I do to hang out with each other and have a good time. I have to manage that community and if there's too many problems that becomes hard, and it'll just be a less nice place to be. It's not that deep.

#streaming #vtuber #Unrelated but #I have actually banned people for actual server rule violations and knowing they're about to be removed #they post some way out of right field So Much For The Tolerant Left bullshit anyway last minute #it's kind of funny

[mad-scientist-enthusiast]

Yor Forger- Character Analysis

I think Yor is such a fascinating character. For one, she has a very unique relationship with femininity. Growing up, Yor had to be "the strong one" and look after her brother in the absence of their parents, and this led her to becoming an assassin so she could provide for him. But even without the Garden, Yor has always been physically strong, blunt, and brutal. Her upbringing didn't allow for the same societal socialization as most girls her age had, which also plays a role here. Despite this, Yor makes a great effort to present as formal and as feminine as possible. And to her credit, she does hit all the hallmarks there. She dresses the right way, has a formal manner of speaking, works in a stereotypically feminine occupation as her day job, and goes out with her coworkers when invited; yet her coworkers, and presumably others still seem to know there is something inherently different about her.

In any other setting, this might be okay—an odd coworker is nothing to worry about—but SPY x FAMILY takes place during the Cold War. People are willing to turn even neighbors in to the Secret Police on just mere suspicion, and that's not even including those who make false reports just because they don't like someone. Yor's survival (or at least freedom) relies on her ability to perform femininity according to the standard, but even when she does everything right, she's still alienated from her peers. A lot of this has to do with language, as she tends to only be aware of syntactic and basic semantic context of words and phrases, instead of the pragmatic context used in Ostania. This was likely also a result of her upbringing. She's not only living a double life as an assassin, but also having to perform this femininity to such an extent is another mask she has to wear. Throwing the pretend marriage into the equation, you get an unrealistic amount of masks to juggle all at once.

Although I'd like to think she's able to take a few of them off when it's just her, Loid, and Anya. Outside of Yuri, Yor has felt that her strength and brutality are things to hide and be ashamed of, so it's a pleasant surprise when her new family immediately accepts and praises her for these things. Loid doesn't think there's anything untoward about her, and typically finds Yor's strength to be quite useful (and hot). And Anya looks up to Yor, wanting to be strong like her one day. This is one of many reasons why their family works so well. So much of her life is spent feeling inadequate for things she can't control while living in fear that someone might report her to the Secret Police, and yet now, with her new family, she is treated normally and with respect. She is able to live a fantasy she never thought she would be able to have with her social difficulties. 

I mention her communication struggles as part of her separation from accepted standards of femininity because the way that women talk and their ability to be socially savvy is inherently tied to their femininity. To me this reminds me of the gender disconnect many autistic people (like myself) feel when they are unable to perform their gender roles conventionally. Even strongly masking, it can feel like theres something so deeply wrong with you that everyone else seems to pick up, but you can't for the life of you identify what. Yor wants to perform femininity, as seen by her uniform with the Garden. She very easily could've gone for something more practical or comfortable, but instead chose an outfit that is seductive and feminine. But the issue comes into play when she's presented with different social contexts. She didn't connect that wearing a seductive dress would probably be inappropriate for getting drinks with her coworkers, because she doesn't realize what is and is not appropriate in the first place. 

Overall, I think this view of her character adds so much depth to her and is way more interesting than the "female himbo dommy mommy" box that the fandom tends to stick her in, to me. (No hate btw, to each their own).

#spy x family #yor forger #spy x family meta #yor briar #spy family

[yanderelinkeduniverse]

If you write for the cringe links then may I request Yandere! Courage (Animated Link) with a reader that's open to giving him affection?

Like when he constantly asks for kisses and such they just, give them to him and he's soo smitten with them for it?

Of course! This one got to be a little long so it’ll be under the cut, hope it’s satisfying!

Courage, along with Korodai to some degree, is an absolute sucker for affection and that’s all because of his Zelda - just in a backwards way.

See, the thing with Courage and his Zelda is - if we assume the cartoon is completely canon - that they eventually fell into a very predictable cycle that didn’t end until he eventually left to join the Chain and met you. The two of them would face whatever problem Ganon sent their way, bickering all the while, and then he’d go in for a kiss, only to get interrupted.

He’s gotten kisses from Zelda before, he’s gotten hugs and affection from her on a few occasions in fact, but it’s always something he has to earn. He can’t just say “can I have a kiss” and she’ll just give him one without getting embarrassed or offended.

It’s not like this is some great moral failing on her part, but it does mean that Courage ends up being used to half-jokingly asking for some shred of physical affection only to be met with instant rejection. He doesn’t mind, he’s used to this kind of reaction, he’s prepared for this kind of reaction.

What he is not used to is being given what he asks for without any hesitation.

The first time it happens it’s a complete shock to his system, he asks for a kiss and gets one pressed against his cheek almost instantly. And when that happens he’s left standing there for a second, wide eyed and still as a statue, before he blushes and stutters like he’s never been touched before.

And the thing is, it isn’t the kiss itself that makes him so flustered, it’s how easily he’s given it by you. There was no groan or hesitation or anything that indicated that you were doing it begrudgingly.

He asked for a kiss and he got the kiss, and he got it with you being completely willing and even happy to do so.

In the moment, Courage does his best to brush this off with his usual banter and demeanor, but the moment stays in the back of his mind as he keeps replaying it over and over and over. It’s pretty much the only thing that he can think about when he’s around you, wondering if that was just a one time thing.

Eventually, Courage decides to take a risk and ask once more for a kiss, he even points to the cheek you kissed last time. And just like before, you spare him that sliver of affection without a second thought, and he understands that this isn’t a fluke.

It isn’t a world changing revelation by any means but it sets him on the path to moving on from his Zelda with you.

Of course, this doesn’t just end with Courage being simply smitten with you as he treads down a path of unrelenting obsession.

By the time Courage reaches the peak of his madness, he pretty much requires your affection to function. If he feels like he hasn’t received the normal amount of attention from you he’ll become paranoid and spiral inside his own mind, wondering if you’re tired of him.

But instead of confronting you about this, Courage falls back onto old habits and decides that this just means that he needs to prove himself worthy of your love! At the end of the day you may find him returning to camp with either an animal carcass or a token he scavenged from whatever beast he encountered while out.

All the while he has this expectant look on his face, like he’s waiting for you to praise him and give him a hug for all the hard work he did.

If you do, great! Now you have a blood covered, lovesick hero following you around for the remainder of the night(until you force him to go wash up). If you don’t, that’s fine, just don’t be surprised when his attempts to earn your praise become increasingly more outlandish and brutal.

Though, since he’s completely desperate for your approval, you shouldn’t keep him working too long cause it’ll really begin to show from how little he’s sleeping to the deranged muttering under his breath.

Overall, Courage at his best is like a lovesick puppy dog, always following your around in the hopes that you’ll give him some of your love, and at his worst he’s a desperate, deranged man willing to present his severed limbs to you if it’ll earn your affection.

#linked universe #yandere linked universe #yandere linked universe x reader #linked universe x reader #lu courage #cartoon link #acrylic answers

[lxvebelle]

❪ ✦ ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: grayson hawthorne x anxiety fem!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: you hate it when your parents scold you. you hate it. good thing grayson’s there to comfort you.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: anxiety attack, parent issues, yelling, crying, comfort, comfort over phone, fluff, hyperventilating, scolding, cuddling, kisses, burnout, wholesome praise, nicknames, use of y/n

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 797

𝐀/𝐍: this was requested by an anon here! THIS MADE ME SO SAS BUT I ALSO LOVE GRAYSON AHHHFFKTLDLKDLD STOP also this was based of my panic attacks that i have and a bit of google too. yes, i do have panic attacks, though luckily ive only had one and the rest were just me being close to having one. ANYWAYS ENJOYYT‼️‼️

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄.

𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃: ✓

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: @reminiscentreader @never-enough-novels @ilyiwdtpyiwmyhmtkys @evaswarner @sc11vb @sophiesonlinediary @starrynightsxo @f4iry-bell @his-littlefox @viivdle @aaron-warner @reyreadersblog @urbanflorals @nqds @imaseabear (ask if you want to be added or removed from taglist!)

you knew what was coming. you were failing most of your classes, but it wasn’t your fault. you just—couldn’t do it anymore. it’s like you were burnedout.

you were a student with straight, passing A’s, to a student not even trying anymore. it wasn’t your fault, though. no one believes you.

“honestly, y/n. what happened to you?!” your mother sighs, running a hand down her face. disappointment fills her expression as she looks at you.

“you have to get your grades up, young lady,” your father grits out. “i—i’m trying to,” you try to say, “it’s jus—”

“no excuses. you’re just lazy,” your mother scolds. “you need to get your grades up. do your missing work and redo your tests or you’re grounded; from your friends and your phone.”

you look at her in shock. you could handle your phone, kind of, but your friends? “mom—what—no that’s not fair—”

“it is fair,” your father butts in. “there needs to be punishment since you keep on thinking that your friends or your phone is better than doing work. not to mention you keep on using your burnout as an excuse.”

you're on the verge of tears now. you can’t help it. why are they doing this? why don’t they just understand that you can’t do this anymore?

“stop being lazy, y/n.”

right after the scolding stopped you immediately ran to your room, slamming your door shut. you slide down the door, breathing heavily as tears finally fall down your face in races.

but this is different; your breathing is too fast. your throat is too tight—your chest feels like someone is sitting on it and squshing you.

you feel like you can’t breathe even though you are.

breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe—it isn’t working.

you call the only person who could help you with trembling hands. quickly, you take your phone out of your pocket, getting your passcode wrong because of your shaking.

“c-come on—work—” you say breathlessly. you know how this goes. you start to sweat, your palms getting wetter as you go to your contacts and click grayson.

you close your eyes as your breathing gets faster, starting to get dizzy. this is normal for you. it should be normal so why do you feel like you are dying?

the tears that keep on dropping from your eyes aren’t helping you stay calm. you hold a hand to your chest—your breath coming out in sobs.

the phone picks up.

“love?—are you okay?” he asks. he knows that you aren’t the type of person to call instead of texting. you only call in case of emergencies. this time is definitely an emergency.

“i—gray—” you stammer, unable to form a sentence. immediately, he gets it. “hey, hey. where are you, love?”

“room.”

“okay. i want you to take deep breaths for me, okay?”

you start to get hot even though goosebumps travel throughout your skin. it’s an uncomfortable feeling like your skin can’t choose whether to make you warm or cold throughout your panic attack.

you try. you really do, but you can’t.

you shake your head and make an ‘m-m’ sound. “can’t.”

“please, love. for me, okay? just this once, i promise. you could do this,” he says. you hesitantly nod, leaning your head against the door as you try to control your breathing.

“in and out. in and out. in and out,” he directs you, helping you a bit. “i’m on my way, okay? you’re doing so good for me, just wait a little while longer, okay, angel?”

“mhm.”

“good job. just try to continue breathing, okay?”

in; out.

in; out.

in; out.

in; out.

in; out.

in; out.

in; out.

“i’m parked,” he announces. you're glad that you gave him a spare key beforehand. you faintly hear a key rattling underneath your harsh breathing, giving you hope that he’s coming.

soon. he hangs up the call and you try to move to the side so he can open the door. he immediately opens the door and spots you on the floor.

bringing you into his arms, he closes the door behind the two of you. “follow my breathing, baby,” he whispers. you feel the rise and fall of his chest and you try to copy it.

his warm embrace helps you calm down, your sobs stopping into shaky breaths. “you’re doing amazing, y/n.”

after a short while, you calm down, digging your head into his chest. he slowly walks back to your bed, sitting down with you on his lap.

his hand runs down your back comfortably, his other hand around your hips. “you did beautifully, love. you’re so amazing.”

“thank you, gray.”

“you don’t need to thank me, darling. i’ll always be here for you.”

#belles fanfictions💋 #grayson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne x reader #grayson hawthorne x fem!reader #grayson hawthorne x y/n #grayson hawthorne x fem!y/n #grayson hawthorne x you #grayson #hawthorne #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #tig #thl #tfg #the inheritance trilogy

[kokomiperla]

⋆｡°✩ title: cigars.

⋆｡°✩ introduction: nanami doesn't like cigarettes but her girlfriend is addicted to them.

⋆｡°✩ niko’s note: sexual content, use of (n)/(name), and idk… my main language is not english but i hope you enjoy it <3

Normally nanami is a patient and respectful person towards the things he disliked, if something bothered him he would walk away without creating any fuss or would kindly point it out, but this was not the case. when he met Kiyoko he thought she was the most beautiful and perfect woman he had ever seen in his life, but since nothing in life was really perfect, nanami found a defect in her; she smoked a lot.

Nanami hated the smoke and smell that gave off that small object that could cause you cancer and a lot of other diseases. When he and Kiyoko began to go out, the girl promised to try to leave it or at least reduce the amount she consumed, but for her it was an extremely difficult job.

That night, Nanami arrived at his girlfriend’s apartment, and after opening the entrance door with the copy he had, he could feel that smell to which Kiyoko was addictive. He silently went to his partner’s room and there he found her, leaning against the window only with one of his thousands of shirts that he had left there, with his wet hair in front of the window and as always, with a cigarette between his long fingers.

The blond couldn’t help but smile on his side when he saw his girlfriend’s tanned legs uncovered, his shoulder uncovered and his long hair. When Kiyoko noticed the presence of nanami, he immediately caught his attention (kindly) for that cigarette. Kiyoko gave him a bun and alone the smoke responded.

“I need to have my mouth occupied,” he said, bringing the cigarette closer to his lips.

Nanami raised an eyebrow at her excuse. one of the best known way to quit smoking was to keep her mouth occupied with something, mostly pills, chewing gum and even carrots, but when telling Nanami, Kiyoko I never hoped that her boyfriend’s solution was to keep her mouth busy with his cock.

Nanami had taken a Kiyoko cigarette and turned it off abruptly lowered the girl’s gaze, he sat on the edge of the bed and released his belt. just a sign enough to have his girlfriend between his legs and help her with her little problem.

“Honey, better forget the cigars and focus on my cock,” he said, opening his legs and looking at his girlfriend from above.

Kiyoko’s long fingers covered with his cold silver rings surrounded the elder’s member while he gently bit his lip in front of the image. Kiyoko’s long and curly eyelashes accompanied his sweet brown eyes, a pink blush adorned his cheeks and the silver rings he gave him were the perfect sight.

The woman slowly licked her partner’s phallus from top to bottom as if it were a palette. her tongue was in charge of playing with the tip and her hands to give affection to the trunk. Nanami sweetly caressed her head as she released sounds of pleasure that made Kiyoko’s stomach stir, the gasps and sighs that nanami released were her favorite music. every time kiyoko listened to them, she incited her to keep doing her job better.

In front of both was Kiyoko’s long mirror, nanami couldn’t help but take a look at the scene they were both doing but Nanami found something that caused her some disgust; her shirt covering her girlfriend’s body. Nanami hated not being able to see her completely in that position.

With that feeling of rejection, nanami entangled his fingers between his partner’s coppery hair, pulling a little of them and making Kiyoko release a small drowned gasp. He began to gently move his hips, fucking his girlfriend’s mouth until the sway became wild.

“That’s right, pretty,” he praised. “What a good girl you are, don’t you think?”

Kiyoko saw Nanami through her eyelashes without being able to respond, only choking on his cock, satisfying his partner’s cravings. his hands squeezed his thighs a little looking for stability, his knees hurt and he could hardly breathe, but it was worth it, his mind no longer thought of cigarettes, but the boyfriend’s cock.

In a move, Kiyoko’s shirt got up, revealing her fat butt in those lace panties that he gave her. The thin strap of the clothes was barely visible when it was between the girl’s cheeks, which Nanami adored.

A smile of satisfaction adorns his face when I notice that situation.

Nanami pulled Kiyoko’s hair, stripping her from her crotch, the girl let out a loud moan when nanami threw her hair. the feeling of emptiness flooded her and anxious to have something between her lips again she got up and sat on her boyfriend’s legs.

The taste of a cigar was still present in Kiyoko when her lips collided, nanami did not protest and followed his girlfriend in play, putting her hands between her own shirt and caressing every inch of her body. nanami let her go and took her to the center of the bed taking off her shirt and hers for greater comfort.

Kiyoko’s lips ran through nanami’s stully body, he was leaning on the backrest along with the thousands of pillows that his girlfriend had, caressing his butt and playing with the thin strap of his underwear. Kiyoko’s lips began to descend like his hands, caressing his phallus from top to bottom and his lips wrapping Nanami’s nipples.

A shiver ran through her spinal cord and in response, nanami squeezed Kiyoko’s ass with one of her hands and with the other pull of her coppery hair. making her release a moan and once again, the feeling of emptiness invaded her.

“I’m sorry...” he said quietly, gently caressing his chest.

A small thread of saliva escaped from her thick lips, Nanami passed one of her fingers around her corner and unconsciously, the brunette opened her lips to make way for Nanami’s fingers.

He was really going to enjoy his beloved that night.

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Tired knees, trembling legs and the pillow wet with her saliva. Kiyoko was too immersed in pleasure to be able to notice that, it’s been two rounds since her partner and she had been locked in her room and the tiredness had begun.

“N-Nanami...”

“Is something wrong, honey?” he growled in his ear, melting Kiyoko completely.

But Nanami was his weakness and he didn’t want to get away from him right now.

“please continue.”

His hands squeezed Kiyoko’s hip tightly, moving his hips against his butt, slapping him from time to time. his sight was perfect, but the moans drowned by the pillow completely displeased Nanami.

“Baby, I want to hear you,” she ordered, but the brown eyes only denied, embarrassed. “I don’t like it when you get like this, yoko.”

The collision between their bodies began to become less and less frequent, although nanami’s long fingers approached her crotch, playing with her clitoris. Kiyoko looked at her partner over her naked shoulder while releasing small gasps that she could barely articulate.

“Please, N-Nanami,” he groaned with that touch. “I want more.

“Really?” I ask, paying more attention to his clitoris.

“yes, honey. please, I want to feel you inside me -Kiyoko began to move her hips in search of more contact with her partner while she kept begging for attention-. y-yes... more, more”

Nanami began to move her hips defeated, making the feeling of her cock against her affected walls even more exquisite along with her fingers caressing her. her stomach turned, feeling that characteristic sensation that pointed out her early orgasm.

The eldest could feel the incoherent babbling of his partner, resting his chin on his shoulder nanami began to kiss him and whisper things against his neck, close to his ear.

“My good girl,” he growled, feeling like his girlfriend was starting to squeeze his cock. “Are you going to cum, right? Are you going to let me cum on you, baby?”

“Yes, yes, Daddy...” he murmured quietly.

Nanami bit her lip at that nickname: her favorite, although she will never admit it. with her back arched, Kiyoko could feel like her boyfriend’s member pierced her with even more rudeness than other times. cursing and shouting her name again and again, the orgasm of both was present.

“Nanami... -agitated sigh kiyoko, leaning on her back-“

The newly called withdrew his member to be able to see his, now, scruffy girlfriend. without ceasing to see her, two of his fingers sneaked into his sensitive crotch to be able to sweetly caress that part stained by his seed. Kiyoko gasped, sensitive to his slow and hard touches.

In a blink, Nanami put herself between her girlfriend’s legs with her tie in her hands.

“Nanami, what are you doing?” I ask, feeling that fabric around his wrists.

“Enjoy yourself, darling,” he replied. “the night is young and you have to take advantage of it,” he chastely kissed his lips before pushing his hips.

“Nanami! -I scream the one with coppery hair- god, god. Nanami... I’m still sensitive.”

Her boyfriend’s cock was easily deliced inside her thanks to the recent orgasm, kiyoko screamed while nanami growled spreading her legs more, her seed still overflowed from her partner’s sensitive pussy. a guttural moan came out of her throat next to her partner’s name, which was under him totally destroyed.

His wrists in constant movement trying to get away, but at that moment his strength was almost zero. his breasts bounced under the watchful eye of his partner, one of his hands squeezed him gently and the other his thigh, looking for more depth and the pleasure of his partner in an ambitious way.

Despite completely detesting his girlfriend’s cigars, he would be willing to let her continue smoking without dropping any complaint as long as they both ended up this way.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #oc #oneshot #nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanami smut #nanami x reader #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu geto #jujutsu nanami #gojo satoru #yuji itadori #jjk yuji #anime #choso kamo #geto suguru #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #maki zenin

[sturnwh0re]

*- Just a TikTok. -*

*- C. S. -*

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CONTAINS: Oral fem!Recieving, p in v, dirty talk, pet names, under the influence, rough, sloppy, overstimulation, degrading, praising, flirting, suggestive behavior, Chris!dom, reader!sub

description: Chris was left home alone & bored out of his mind. He decided to invite you over— things got messy real fast..

< YOU > : pink

< CHRIS > : Orange

Chris was left home alone sitting on his couch, he had been in a bad mood when his brothers asked if they wanted to go run errands with them, so out of pettiness he declined hoping to show his frustrations. Once he had no other distraction to keep his occupied he decided to text you.

* texting *

“hey y/n, I’m bored as fuck. Can you come over or something ?”

“I thought you and your brothers were gonna go run errands?”

“nah. I was mad at them so I just stayed home. Kinda regretting it though.”

“ykw, I’ll be there in a couple of minutes. Also, just out a curiousity, y’all got any alcohol over there?”

“alcohol? Yeah, prolly. Why ?”

* read *

Now you had just read Chris’ message almost leaving his on edge on why you would want alcohol. You had went out to your car and started it up to start getting to Chris’ house knowing he wouldn’t leave you alone if you didn’t leave immediately— well— maybe it was also because you were eager to see him.

You had seen Chris’ house in sight and pulled into his driveway. He must’ve heard it because before you even left the car he walked outside and peeked his head through the open front door.

You got out of your car and slammed the door shut while locking it. You walked up to the porch that also had Chris waiting there.

“Hey Chris!” I said happily but I tried to hide away those emotions so he wouldn’t see how eager I was to get here and see him.

“Sup, come inside.” Chris had said almost nonchalantly acting as if his ass didn’t literally invite you over. He waited for you to go inside then followed behind you, smuggishly chuckling at the dump truck you had following your behind.

you hadn’t noticed his stare yet, so you had just normal walked into the living room and jumped onto the couch. “Why are you looking at me like that you weirdo?” I said genuinely curious why I was getting such odd behavior right after the nonchalant responses.

“you have a fat ass, I bet you already know that though.” Chris said smirking while looking down at me sitting. He was almost pushing his hips into my face before he sat down next to me.

“your so weird.” I said giggling and shaking my head as if I was disappointed in him. He was a funny guy but his flirting was so unhinged and extremely bold. his mouth would just let stuff slip out that traveled through his head.

“oh— I almost forgot, you got that alcohol?” I said nudging my shoulder against Chris. He looked over all confused still curious on why I even wanted alcohol.

“You wanna drink right now?— and, you never even answered my text. Why do you even want it?” He said as if he was almost offended that I didn’t respond back to his text. It’s not like he ever answered any of mine either. He sat there squinting waiting for a response

“I dont know, just thought we could drink, make some tiktoks, and just have some fun.” I said shrugging my shoulders. It was true— I did just wanna have some fun and not just rot on his couch.

Chris’ eye brow raised and a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Oh really? What kind of fun mama?” He said in his flirty tone. That fucking tone of his was like a magic spell. I couldn’t let it get to me before the alcohol did.

“Let’s pour a couple of drinks and find out— and stop with that name, Topher.” I chuckled. Chris hated the nickname ‘Topher’. If he wanted to used those nicknames on me, i could use some on him. I left the couch and started to walk to the kitchen.

“Fuck off with that nickname.” Chris said shaking his head and getting off the couch to follow me to the kitchen. He bit his cheek hoping to not to hear ‘Topher’ from anybody else or even from me again.

I let out a small chuckle and leaned on the counter “Where do you keep your alcoholic stuff?” I said not wanting to scavenge through every cabinet and drawer out of respect for the property.

Without words, Chris walked over to the fridge and grabbed us both a drink. He popped the tab on them both with just his pointer fingers. He was such a show off. “Here you go mama. These are strong so don’t drink all of it at once.”

He handed over the drink to me and we had started sipping and talking. Before I knew it I was already done with half of it and feeling it all kick in. “Wanna make a TikTok?” I said trying to avoid feeling all the side effects of the alcohol.

“Sure.” Chris responded quickly as he set his drink down on the counter and grabbed my wrist and brang me to the living room to film a TikTok. He grabbed his phone and chose a sound and then started the timer.

He ran back next to me and he had started to clap to the beat. I bent over on him as a tease and just for some spice in the TikTok and before I got back up, he grabbed my hips and grinded into me.

“fuuckk.” Chris grunted, almost forgetting we were making a TikTok video. I didn’t know whether I should regret this or enjoy this— but I feel like I was definitely enjoying this.

“your such a slut.” I chuckled it off and attempted to get up for a 2nd time but now he grabbed my neck and bent over too, his chest rubbing on my back as he grinded into me.

“don’t play these fucking games with me. You know I need you and your teasing me.” He growled into my ear, followed with a grunt. He kept grinding into my ass and his grip on my neck tightened so slightly.

“Chris— fuck.. are we really doing this?” I said mumbling almost hesitant. I knew I wanted this. And I knew if I drank enough alcohol this was going to happen.

“fuck yes.” Chris said as he stood me up fully and spun me around, his hand still on my neck as he pulled me in for a sloppy kiss. Our tongues were clashing together and saliva had dropped to my chin, as well as his.

Chris had walked me into the couch and we were still sloppily kissing before he broke the kiss and released my neck as he breathe heavily into the air that heated up to the tension. “take it off.”

“W—what..?” I said confused not understanding what he meant at first.

“don’t make me do it for you. Take your clothes off.” He growled as he towered over me, watching me sit helplessly on the couch. We both needed this and wanted it badly. If anything— I craved it.

I started to take my shorts off then my shirt. I was left in my bra and panties. As vulnerable as I was I felt comfortable being like this around Chris.

“good fucking girl.” He said running his hands up and down my stomach. “Now help me out baby.” He said pushing his hips towards me almost begging silently for me to undress him.

I quickly bounced around on the couch and started to undo his baggy jeans. He was left in his boxers that he had let me slip his cock out. Fuck. His cock was hard and ready. Like it’s been waiting.

It had a slight tilt to it and a vein that popped out from the base to his tip. “You’re so big..” I almost whimpered out. It had to have been atleast 6-7 inches.

“Do you think it’s gonna fit in that tight little cunt of yours?” He said menacingly. He ripped off my panties before kneeling between my legs as I was rested on the couch. He spread open my folds and groaned.

“fuck. You’re so wet.” He said as he slowly used his thumb to rub circles on my clit. I had jolted up quickly due to the sudden pleasure but Chris put his hand on my neck again and leaned me back down against the couch.

Before another word he buried his face between my legs. I tried to jolt up again but Chris’ hold on my neck kept me back. His tongue was doing circles on my clit and sucking on it harshly.

“F-fuck.. nghh.!” I moaned out, holding his wrist that connected to the hand that was holding my neck. Gosh. His tongue was so smooth and warm it felt like heaven. My eyes rolled back and closed as more noises escaped my mouth.

“You taste so sweet mama.” He mumbled as he licked all over my clit. All of the sudden I felt 2 fingers plemish into my tight cunt. His tongue was still working on my clit as we was just making eye contact the whole time wanting to see me unfold.

“I— gosh— shit..” I moaned out. I felt his fingers hit my G-spot that he never failed to miss. I felt his fingers and his tongue increase speed and if this kept going I’d cum all over his tongue & fingers in no time.

“your clenching around me.. cum for me mama. cmon..” he mumbled as he was still nipping and sucking on my clit. I felt the knot in my stomach get tighter and tighter before it snapped and I had came all over him, leaving a loud moan behind.

“NGHHH..!” I moaned out as I arched my back off of the couch. Chris kissed my clit a couple more times making my legs twitch, before he pulled his fingers out. He popped his two fingers into his mouth and sucked them dry.

“you’re a good fucking girl” he said picking me up off of the couch and wrapping my legs around his waist. The head of his cock was pushing against my entrance as we started to walk down the hallway into Chris’ room.

He closed the bedroom door behind him and placed me on the bed flat down on my back. “You’re so beautiful.” Chris said kissing my stomach and running his hands up and down my waist.

I was eager to be fucked by him. I needed him inside of me as soon as possible. “Please Chris.. I need you so badly..” I mumbled out impatiently. My back was arching against the bed as I was whining. I needed him. I craved him.

Chris’ Hand Fell onto my neck again and he kissed the side of my neck. “Tell me how much you want me mama.” Chris said whispering into my ear and still holding my neck. He nipped at my earlobe waiting for me to beg for him.

“please Chris.. I need you right now please don’t—“ before I could finish my sentence I felt Chris’ cock slam into me and bruise my cervix. “F-fuck…” I moaned out.

Chris still had a grip on my neck as he was thrusting in and out of my wet shaft. “your so wet.. shit..” Chris groaned out as his head fell back. The slight tilt to his cock hit my G-spot repeatedly with no mercy. I felt chris’ thrusts speed up harshly as his groans became louder and more frequent.

“Just like that.. dirty fucking slut.. nghh..” Chris groaned catching his breath. He leaned down onto me, still thrusting in and out of my tight cunt. He left sloppy kisses on my neck, leaving it covered in his saliva.

My eyes shut and mouth opened, unleashing another train of noises and moans. All of the sudden I felt Chris’ free hand start to rub my clit that added another factor to the overstimulation. “FUCK..FU-FUCKK!!” I squealed out.

My legs were shaking so Chris threw them over his shoulder. He leaned over me and kept thrusting in and out of me while rubbing my sensitive clit. “Cum for me ma. Cmon.. almost there..” Chris grunted out as he started to fuck my bruised cunt at a punishing pace.

No words from me were able to be spoken. I was getting pounded from my air and my own words. felt him flip me onto my stomach and continued to pound into my cunt from behind. My legs were still shaking but he ignored that and kept fucking me.

“come on… nghh..” Chris said throwing his head back as he harshly slapped my ass, leaving his handprint behind. I had started to clench around him as I started to whimper and moan into the mattress below me.

Wet slaps continued to fill the room. My own wetness was dripping on the floor as his cock was covered in my own fluids. “I’m— cumming..!” I moaned out before clenching around him one more time and coating his cock with my cum.

“fucckkkk..” Chris grunted before pulling out of me and stroking his cock wildly. He unleashed white ropes of his cum on my back. “You— you did so good mama.” Chris said kissing the back of my sweaty neck.

“M—mhm..” I sighed. I was finally able to catch my breath and Chris flipped me over again to lay on my back. I felt him kneel between my legs again.

“let me clean you up mama.” He said grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him. He had slowly started to lick my folds and even dip his tongue inside of me a few times. He licked around my clit and sucked on my messy pussy.

“M-mmhh..” I moaned letting my head fall back. I felt Chris open my legs wider as he continued to lick all over my pussy and coat it with his saliva. He sucked on my clit and licked down to my entrance to dip his tongue in a few times. He kissed my clit once more before standing back up.

Chris chuckles at seeing how tired and pleasured I was. He gave me a sweet kiss transferring the taste of my cunt up to my own mouth. “Let’s actually get you cleaned up, princess.” Chris had chuckled again before picking me up bridal style into the bathroom.

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hey..... hi..... could I request mlm harvey (sdv) :)?

you can decide if you want nsfw or fluff but I prefer no angst yes

cuddles... cuddles, m!reader gives the bestest cuddles because I said so!! + He's taller than harvey (you can put your own hc, but for me personally he's 6'1 ehe), !!!! He gets so flustered whenever m/n towers over him on accident!!, m/n's always apologetic about it too....

and, the fact that m/n smells like oranges and tangerines, doesn't help... He's always so good smelling to harvey he just wants to cuddle all the time... And who's m/n to refuse!!!!!

I love harvey an unconditional amount, also, I may send in another ask soon for elliot aha, I love him too

(+, could I be 🫚anon?)

Stardew valley

// BOTTOM!Harvey X Tall TOP!Male!farmer who smells like oranges and tangerines and cuddles//

CW//TW; fluff, before NSFW is at the end, suggestive mentions before the NSFW part, mentions of edging, begging, praising, then aftercare and mentions of Harvey not having a relationship with his family and having no contact I finished this close to 12 AM.

Apologies I will finish sebby request very soon but I did this BC it had no story but now it does and sighs, I also added Fluff/cuddles, NSFW/redid all that shit if you haven't seen my last post before this, aftercare/m/n taking care of Harvey omg,, no one told me I fucked up a word what the fuck let me go redo that

Harvey is just absolutely adorable.

-the moment he met you he was.. intimated by you, you were taller than him! Like sure.. There's other men in town who're(HAHAHAHSHSHS WHORE sorry) taller than him but he is also one of those men.. it leaves him absolutely stunned seeing you who is taller than everyone at this point! He was very nervous about being around you, even just by standing beside you he was nervous and scared for who knows what, but he did somewhat get a small whiff of your.. citrus like scent? he wasn't sure if smelling like oranges and tangerines were a normal thing… he was going to research diseases or sicknesses just to make sure that you were perfectly fine, yet he isn't sure why he's feeling so anxious and nervous around a person, you're just a tall person.. it's not like.. you'll someday carry him around as if he's a book, because that would be rude! You two just met! But.. it was weird,

-the moment you walked into his clinic while he was trying to write you a letter for a check-up, he didn't hear you walk into his clinic, considering he was mumbling to himself on how to write a letter to you, he felt nervous and uncomfortable the moment he felt like he was being watched.. he then turned around and oh boy, you scared the living yoba out of him! You were just standing behind him, staring. ..causing him to literally scream bloody murder since he WAS alone for such a long time doing his own thing and next thing he knows is that there's a tall man standing behind him and his life flashed before his eyes. While you were actually wondering how you were gonna approach the doctor who seemed busy, but now, you got a doctor who is on the floor, unconscious, now here you are absolutely panicking. You had to put HIM on the clinic's bed this time instead of him putting others on the bed, you're just waiting for him to wake up now, while having a bottle of water in hand and some medicine in the other.

-it was awkward being around you, he apologized to you but you then apologized to him, and it was mutual, next day he finds a basket filled with fruit and there's wine in it, with an apology card on the counter, Maru was sitting at the front desk, she then looked over at Harvey and told him that the farmer came by to give him this as an apology for supposedly scaring the yoba out of him? She was confused of course and asked Harvey what happened, Harvey, shook his head and brushed it off, his face sweating as he felt blood rush to his face, he was actually really embarrassed and didn't really wanna tell Maru what had happened that day, But Maru; thought Harvey had a crush on the farmer, so she didn't press for more, she was just thinking, *’oh Harvey is just embarrassed for having a crush, they seem like a cute pair’* And she shook her head and chuckled to herself as she continued with her day at work, Harvey took the basket and card happily but still embarrassed and red, going to his office to check the basket and card out, he read it, and smiled softly, his face getting warmer when he kept reading it, as he didn't even realize it even was warmer than before.

-aaannd.. that's how his days always went, he also had a proper check-up with you.. somewhat of a proper check-up, he didn't understand why your heart was racing at an unusual speed.. (much faster then how it did in his heart scene in the game..), he thought you were having a heart attack(you probably are) so he started gathering things and had rushed you to the clinic's bed, not letting you get off the bed at all, he was rambling on about how he needed to make sure you're alright and said you could possibly be suffering an unsuspecting heart attack, he kept you with him after closing, because you came in super late nearing closing, and he sent Maru home already, and he was going to make sure you were alright, he was doing his best to make sure you're healthy, asking you questions and medical questions, asking if you were allergic to anything or something, he just needed to know what was up with you, and the moment he knew you were fine, he let out a sigh of relief, thank yoba you're fine!, he also had more of a whiff of your tangerine scent, it smelled.. sweet and comforting, he didn't know why it did though because it felt odd as well and more odd for even thinking of that or feeling that way, but he calmed down to that, while you were just sitting there just absolutely unsure what to even say to doctor Harvey, it was like.. too late to already get home, you'd end up passing out just at 2 in the morning if you stepped out of the clinic, weird how you always do only pass out directly at 2 in the morning, it's always before.

-.....Harvey felt bad and ended up having you stay over, you guys.. are.. somewhat friends, friends yeah, just a bit awkward in the moment because of everything and him being anxious around you and you just being scared and nervous about being in a doctors clinic but also just nervous about accidentally scaring poor old Harvey, but still you two are friends, so you are having a sleepover for one night, it was.. something honestly, you were trying to figure out how to sleep on the couch, Harvey was reading a book, and you were just.. staring at the ceiling, Harvey made small glances towards you from his book, he felt bad but also was not really sure on what to do as he watched you, while you were just turning and tossing on the couch, but found a position where it was comfortable, and honestly, you were like dead asleep after a few seconds like right after Harvey then tried to suggest something else for you but just then realized that you were just already asleep, which caused him to be absolutely lost, confused, and he's like thinking to himself, you already fell asleep?? You were just moving and turning, how are you asleep after a second? Anyways you're a heavy sleeper, Harvey soon put his book away back on his shelf (the book was about fruits, and he was trying to find out if tangerines and oranges scent a whole person if they eat a lot of them but he found nothing and soon gave up) and then Harvey got in bed, staring at the ceiling as he took his glasses off and placed them beside him on his bedside table, soon he went to bed, while also trying to get over the fact that you were here, spending the night, in his apartment.

-harvey soon woke up in the morning and you were just sitting in the middle of the room for some reason, just making patterns with your finger on the floor with absolutely nothing to do, and Harvey felt bad seeing this because he then remembered how you were always up very early in the morning and that you were probably up for hours while he slept, he didn't know what you were doing while he was sleeping but he seen nothing was a mess and he was happy it was clean and nothing was a mess or broken, he soon gotten up out of bed, greeting you sheepishly as he put on his glasses again, what do you mean you made breakfast? How- why did you make breakfast? Oh, well thank you farmer. Harvey happily ate the breakfast you made him(a breakfast only HE would eat. BECAUSE THIS MOTHER FUCKER DOESN'T LIKE PANCAKES. Sorry It appears I'm still upset about him not liking the pancakes I made for him in bed, I ended up giving him eggs and a coffee, and then left without speaking to him or giving him a kiss that entire day but then I showered him in kisses and loves the next day, I was just very upset over that one day.) and he soon put his sweater on again, after the two of you finished breakfast though, he felt very warm and light when you did that action when you didn't need to for him, he hasn't had a good cooked meal in a long time and he really liked your cooking, he did praise you for the cooking and you were happy, so you plan to cook him meals and give them to him since you rarely cook food and you mostly just.. do whatever you do during the day(you don't want to tell him that you are just absolutely feral and will eat anything that can be eaten.)

-As days went by, and the both of you having gotten rather closer than before, it was all going absolutely wonderful, Harvey was very pleased about you gifting him home cooked meals, and now, he was saving a lot more money and not buying frozen meals from Pierre's every time considering he couldn't cook because he was always busy, he was very happy about it either way, and you were very happy because you always made a little plate for yourself and tested it out to see if it was good, which it always was(the only time you messed up was when you forgot to turn off the stove and then you had to recook it all), Harvey soon enough went to Pierre's again and then bought a flower bouquet for you, he was very nervous about what you'd say and how you'd react, but after buying the flowers, he was already in a nice change pair of clothing that made him look really nice, he wanted to be presentable to you during this moment, so he requested you to meet him at the water fountain, when the sun was setting in a letter for you, which when the time had came you went over to the water fountain to see Harvey, hiding something behind his back as well, and when you walked over towards him you looked at him with a soft gaze, causing him to get more red and nervous as he started to stutter his words when he was trying to confess his feelings for you, he was already nervous because of how tall you were but he was more nervous of this, soon enough he did so and you were giggling throughout some parts because you thought he looked so adorable with how red and nervous he was, you really liked seeing him in such a nice outfit but you mostly had your attention on him the entire time, when he handed you the flower bouquet and asked if you wanted to be his partner, you were surprised but not that surprised, he was started to second guess everything until you took the flower bouquet and hugged him, he was surprised but then melted into your arms, holding you back as well as the sun set made it more pretty and he got your full scent of tangerines and oranges which made it even better for him, he felt like he was in the clouds.

-the two of you started dating, and it was wonderful, Harvey was absolutely happy, he was just a whole being of joy whenever he was around you, sure he's still nervous about being around you considering you're still tall but he's more calm and collected about it, often he's leaning into your arms whenever you hold him and he's just blushing like crazy and he's just so happy about it all, he's never felt this happy ever since he left home, he's never had contact with his own family and they simply didn't bother to try and talk to him, Harvey never minded it but he was sometimes sad about it as well, but he's not sad about it anymore now that he has you with him.

-he's never felt like this the moment he had gotten married to you, first he asked you to be with him, and now you asked him to marry you, everything felt so perfect, he couldn't have asked for anything else in the world, no matter what it may be, even a relationship with his family, hell no, he will never trade you for anything else, he vows to be loyal and by your side every single day when the two of you are alive and together, his heart felt like it was going to explode, but of happiness, he didn't bother sharing the news with anyone back in the city, he didn't care, he couldn't, how could he when he finally had you, and you actually care about him and make him happy! He felt so secure and safe being with you, now living with you as he sometimes would go over back to his apartment to just be there for a few hours just chilling there, before coming home since he would now start to feel a bit off whenever he was away from you for too long, and he just felt more comfortable in the home you both share together, he loved smelling the citrus scent you have whenever the two of you would lay together or just be close together.

-Harvey felt so embarrassed whenever you'd pick him up, he didn't fight back though but it sure was a shocker to him, he enjoyed being held and cuddled by you, he loved your hands as well, he just loved having your hands on him, Harvey absolutely loves having your hands on or in him in places, and just loves having your hands in his own, it makes him feel happy.

-Harvey is always leaning or resting against you as well, he loves smelling you, he loves your scent, he just loves touching you in any way shape or form, he needs it, he's needy, he absolutely is needy and wants your attention because he's afraid of losing it, but you always have your attention on him 24/7, because you're HIS Husband, you're HIS handsome man, you both are HUSBANDS, you're HIS.

-harvey get so weak in the knees and gets so red seeing you shirtless, he gets so hot and you're his husband, he sees you shirtless in your own home, but he still gets absolutely flustered and red, he cannot help it! He just loves you too much and feels so shy about it, even when you flirt with him shirtless like! M/n don't do that! (Do it)

Yeaaahhh let's get into the cuddling

Harvey was laying on top of your chest under the covers, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he just softly inhaled the fruitful scent you have, while you were laying in the middle of your comfortable bed, reading a book as you would kiss the top of Harvey's head once in a while, every few 3 to 5 pages you'd turn, while the blanket was covering the both of you as well keeping you two warm, even though you both were warm as it was, you were humming a soft lullaby as you read, your arms were around Harvey as you held the book but you were also keeping your doctor husband close to you as possible, Harvey loved listening to you hum softly as he laid with you, well on top of you but you wanted him to either way to be closer, “mmmph,, my love, do you really think I should stay-” Harvey mumbled against your skin as he tried asking you again if he should stay like this, but you simply stopped humming and cut him off of his words, “Yes, I'm fine Harvey, just relax, it'll be fine, you're fine staying like this” you reassured him that it was perfectly fine for Harvey to stay laying on top of your chest, you loved how it felt because it felt absolutely comforting like this and you loved having Harvey just all relaxed and soft against you, Harvey just made a soft humming sound before nuzzling up against your neck again, his eyes were closed as he shortly soon fell asleep on you, you were turning the page of your book before planting a kiss on his head as you whispered in a soft tone to him, “I love you” before putting a bookmark on your page, and closing it up, it was dark and you knew you should get rest as well, so you put the book on the stand beside you, turning off the lamp as you got comfortable and wrapped your arms around Harvey, holding him closely and making sure he seemed comfy in his own state of sleep, closing your eyes as you yawned and soon, all that was heard in the dark yet cooled room, was the soft breathing of the both of you sleeping peacefully as you cuddled up against each other in the bed you both share, the house the two of you now share is filled with the peaceful quietness, then when the morning had came, Harvey seemed to content on staying in his position as he was too comfortable to move and he didn't want you leaving the bed so soon, while you woke up early and tried getting out of bed to go run places and run to the mines, yet Harvey seems to not want to let you go to the mines, so he kept in his place, mumbling tiredly as he kept mumbling his tired and weak protests of “nooo..” to you trying to get him off of you and to lay on the other side so you could go to the mines, but you soon gave up as you got back into the warmth and comfortable spot you were in originally, and then you closed your eyes once more after giving him a kiss, he had tiredly gave you a kiss back and rested his head against your chest again, since he wanted to stay in longer, and you couldn't deny your husband that any longer because he was so adorable like this, and he loves your scent and your warmth, how could you deny your husband warmth and comfort? You'd just let him get cold and alone in bed? No, you have to stay here and go back to bed, he seemed so happy even in his sleep again as the two of you fell back asleep peacefully,

Okay refucking writing it all are you absolutely fucking kidding me like what the fucking hell I should've fucking written it here like what the fuck

NSFW!!

Harvey's soft cries and desperate pleas echo throughout the bedroom the two husbands share, the sound of their soft skin meeting filling the room with a soft Melody of passion. The bed, though it was In Fact silent, stayed silent, Harvey clutched the sheets tightly, his face flushed with desire and sweet moans tumbling from his lips. His legs spread apart, his body writhes in absolute pure raw ecstasy as his husband, m/n, thrusts into him with such primal need, gripping Harvey's thighs absolutely possessively as he thrusted into him, m/n's rigid length slides in and out of Harvey that sends shivers down Harvey's spine, his cock finding that sweet, soft spot inside of his husband Harvey, causing him to squirm in pleasure. Tears of raw ecstasy had streamed down Harvey's face as he begged for his husband m/n to let him finish, after hours of being absolutely lost in the intoxication of their love-making, M/n could only chuckled in response to Harvey, his hips grinding against Harvey's hips, sending waves of pleasure through both their bodies. With a gentle soft sweet touch, m/n's hand moved from Harvey's thigh to his throbbing cock, Each stroke m/n’s hand made had only brought Harvey closer to the edge, Harvey's need growing with each passing moment this kept going on. M/n smeared the pre-cum over the head of Harvey's cock, his thumb pressing down on the sensitive tip, sending shivers of pleasure through Harvey's body, yet the sensation of m/n's thumb pressing against the head of his cock sends Harvey into a absolutely frenzy, his hips bucking in absolute desperation, as m/n presses Harvey back onto the bed, then pulls out of him only to thrust back in deeper than before, Harvey's cries had reach a fever pitch. He can feel himself being so close on the edge of release, but his husband denies him, prolonging the torture with each thrust, m/n worships Harvey with soft whispers of love and adoration to his husband, his movements slow and deliberate now, drawing out Harvey's torment. His hand strokes Harvey's cock with skill, his lips trailing tender lovingly kisses along Harvey's skin, their bodies move in absolute perfect synchrony, slowly driving Harvey to the brink of madness as he begged and pleaded for release, the overwhelming desire courses through Harvey's veins is matched only by the intensity of m/n's thrusting, Harvey's pitched cries and whines echoes through the room loudly, M/n finally letting Harvey reach his release as he started thrusting faster and deeper, his cock pressed deep against the sweet spot spot inside of Harvey, causing Harvey to hold tightly onto the bed as he moaned loudly, cum now being on his abdomen as M/n kept pumping his husband's pulsing cock, completely fucking Harvey out of his Ecstasy state, Harvey's soft moans kept slipping from his lips as he soon fell exhausted, while M/n took care of Harvey right after releasing inside of his husband.

Aftercare omg

Shortly after Harvey and his husband M/n completed their intimate time together, M/n lovingly tended to his husband's every need. He carefully cleaned Harvey up, ensuring he was comfortable as he guided him to the bathroom, assisted him in drinking water, and then drew a warm bath for them both with deep love and tender care, M/n washed his husband, showering him with kisses and sweet words of admiration and love, as he lovingly attended to Harvey making sure he was comfortable, M/n neglected his own needs just for his husband's, soon, drying himself off hastily as he focused on ensuring Harvey's comfort right after he lovingly was drying Harvey off with care and time, after the bath, M/n gently carried Harvey to the bedroom once again, dressing them both in cozy clothes before settling Harvey on the sofa for a moment, M/n then changed the bedding, preparing a fresh, welcoming space for them to rest. With new pillows, sheets, and blankets, the bed became a haven of softness and comfort for them now while tenderly lifting his weary husband into the soft comforting bed, M/n turned off the lamp and nestled beside him, As Harvey drifted off to sleep, safe and loved in his husband's arms, M/n whispered sweet words of love and adoration, holding him close as they both drifted off to the peaceful sleep

GOOD FUCKING NIGHT HOLY SHIT I AM GLAD IT DID NOT FUCKING DISAPPEAR AFTER I TRIED POSTING THE FIRST ONE WITHOUT SAVING THE NSFW, AFTERCARE AND SOME OF THE STUFF I ADDED TO THE MAIN THING.

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[these-godforsaken-halls]

They fall back into silence, and this one lasts longer than the others had. Mumbo is starting to feel miffed, himself, the more he thinks on it. The more he focuses on the pit in his stomach, and the two years of radio silence, and everything that used to be normal and isn’t anymore. 

Grian disappeared on him.

“I’m sorry,” Grian says finally, and he sounds genuine enough that Mumbo’s shoulders relax. Against his will. All the miffed-ness seeps right out of him and into the ground, gone forever. It is inconvenient, because Mumbo was planning on staying miffed, but he has known for awhile now that Grian can do this to him whenever he wants just by sounding a little bit sad. He has (mostly) made his peace with it. “It was weird. I've been weird. Sorry.”

“...it’s alright, G,” he finds himself saying, sighing a little. He wants to say more. He tries to gather his thoughts, and a little bit of courage too, and he continues, “I love you, mate, that’s why I don’t like it when you — when you get weird like that, when you pull away. We were having a nice conversation. We could just go back to that, why don’t we go back to that?” Why do you keep dragging us away from nice conversations, he wants to ask, why do you shut down, why do you say those things but never really talk to me?

Another long pause, and Mumbo reminds himself to be patient, though his leg has started an anxious wobble. “You… what?” Grian asks, and gods above, his voice is watery . Mumbo’s stomach drops.

“I —” he’s already stumbling over his words, great. “I don’t like it when you get — ? Oh. Oh, you mean the other thing. The I love you thing. I’m — I mean. Should I not have said that?” Right, he is sweating now. Properly sweating. His head hurts and he thinks it’s the emotional whiplash. Because that’s what this conversation has given him. Emotional whiplash. 

“I just thought — well, you know, we’ve been friends a long time. Good friends, really good friends. You’re my best friend, actually. Now that I think about it. Certainly haven’t got one better. Not that I’m ranking you, oh dear, don’t go telling people that I’m ranking my friends, just — best friends? That’s something normally people say, isn’t it? It isn’t weird? So I love you. Ah. I’ve said it again. I can take it back if — do you want me to take it back?”

(Please don’t ask him to take it back. He does not want to take it back.

He doesn’t — he doesn’t want the version of Grian who makes him take it back. That sounds bad, doesn’t it? He doesn’t mean it that way. He wants Grian , whatever Grian might be like, and it’s not like he’s ever abandoning this friendship for anything, but he has known this version of Grian: the one who vies and vies for attention but scrambles back the moment it’s given, the Grian who loves to be noticed but hates to be seen, who’s a lot less careful with the hearts in his hands, who’s a little bit more mean. There was a Grian who would have died before admitting that he cared about something or someone, anything or anyone — who’d shrug off praise for builds he’d poured months into, desperately pretending that it didn’t make him glow. 

Eventually Mumbo got to have a happier Grian, a bright and open and honest Grian. That Grian disappeared, and in moments like these, Mumbo feels like he didn’t come back.)

“No,” Grian says, and Mumbo accidentally sighs out loud with relief. “No, you don’t have to take it back. You dork. No. It’s okay. I — me too. I mean. Yeah. Me too.”

They sit with these three words between them (two in Grian’s case, but yes, Mumbo does know what he means) for several uncomfortable seconds.

Where did you go, Mumbo is thinking, and his chest aches with it — where did you go, and what did it do to you?

...

from quality entertainment, chapter 3 (ao3)

watcher grian! waffle duo agony!! huzzah

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[scekrex]

Dont kill me but I got inspiration from ur interaction with someone else oops..

Basically Adam x Male!reader (We love him sm) and reader keeps tryna call Adam cute or some other praises he's not used to

Hes used to being called things like.. Hot,, cool, sexy even,?? I mean he's the "Original dick" and a pretty important person by heavens standards so like he'd def get a lot of compliments like that (Which all boost his ego)

But then you have the reader, (Who's either his boyfriend or husband or something idk you can choose that!) calling him nicknames he's not used to! Like pretty, gorgeous, cute, adorable!! (Handsome, maybe?) I mean he'd act like he hated at first but bro he'd be flustered like crazy after a bit because?? nobody ever called him that before? In his "relationships" (more like flings,,) after Eve he normally was always called praises linked to sex, sexual names etc etc, but those genuine compliments that he KNOWS reader means, and aren't just for sex, he'd be head over HEELS. pls make him be flustered I wanna see flustered Adam so bad💔💔 /nf

Omg I love this soooo much and it only makes sense too? Like ofc he's used to sexual comments and nicknames. But soft ones? No he gets all blushy over 'em. Not that he'd ever admit ofc

'Cause no one saw me the way you did and no one's seen me that way since

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: beta read by @drxgonspine

“C’mon cutie,” you begged in a whiney voice, looking at Adam with desperate eyes. The first man raised an eyebrow at you.

Cutie.

No-one had ever called him cutie before, how was he supposed to react to that?

Should he ignore it? Should he comment on it? If so, how?

He knew how to handle compliments that assured him in his sexual attractiveness, he was used to people giving him nicknames like ‘Hot Stuff’ or ‘Sexy’, some people even casually called him ‘Dickmaster’ which - to be completely fair - had been a little strange in the beginning because it was coming from strangers. But he couldn’t deny that nicknames like those fed his confidence and ego.

Things in the past had always been sexual, the nicknames, the interactions with other people, the way he was treated by others in general. If he didn't know it better he would think of him as some sort of sex icon - and maybe that was how people saw him but he didn’t mind. Sex had never been something bad in Adam’s opinion, quite the opposite was the case, so being seen and thought of as a sex icon was a compliment to him.

But those nicknames you used for him were different. Yes, you did call him ‘Sexy’, you did let him know that he was hot shit and you definitely weren’t hiding the fact that you enjoyed the sex with him. But outside of the bedroom Adam was no longer referred to as Sexy. Outside of the bedroom he was so much more to you than just sexy and hot.

You had called him ‘gorgeous’ and ‘handsome’ way before the two of you started dating, Adam had always been the most beautiful human in your eyes. There simply was no room for a creature more divine, more handsome than the first man himself.

Falling for Adam had been so easy, he made it easy to love him, to adore him. You wanted to give him the world, make sure he had everything he ever wanted. Yes, he acted like a douchebag but that was all it truly was. An act. The real Adam behind this douchebag mask was different.

He struggled with things just like everybody else, he felt sad and hopeless, lost even. Behind the mask of behaving like the greatest human alive was a broken man who just wanted to love and be loved. And while compliments or nicknames like ‘hot’, ‘cool’ and ‘badass bitch’ were fueling his ego, he adored the nicknames you gave him much more. Because you knew him, you had seen him at his best but you had also seen him at his worst and yet you refused to leave his side.

“Don’t fucking call me that, men are not cute. I’m not cute.” Adam decided to comment on the new nickname. His facial expression seemed sour, disgusted even. But deep down inside of him he felt the butterflies in his stomach. You lifted your head from his chest to get a better look at him. You weren’t mad at his comment, instead you had a soft and warm smile on your lips as you booped his nose playfully, “But you are, my love. A cutie through and through."

The brunette turned his head to the side, facing the backrest of the couch he was laying on with you on top of him. “Shut the fuck up,” he mumbled, making it seem as if he hated those soft words of yours with his entire heart. But he didn’t, he couldn’t. Not when your eyes gleamed so bright, so full of honesty. Every single signal your body sent him was telling him that you meant those soft words and that made him unable to hate them.

You carefully scooted closer to his face until your lips reached his jaw. “But I want you to know how I see you, gorgeous,” you hummed against his skin and placed a quick kiss onto his jaw. You felt his skin heating up under your lips and saw the light golden blush that started to bloom on his cheeks. “I want you to know that to me, you’re the most handsome man God ever created and I just know that there is not a single person in this universe that’s more adorable than you,” the words left your lips with ease, it felt natural to share your thoughts with the brunette, to make him feel loved. Because that’s all you wanted, you wanted him to know that you loved him. Not because the sex was good and also not because he was the first man. But because of his personality. You loved Adam because he acted like he did not because of some skill or his status.

Everyone viewed him as someone high and mighty and maybe you did so too - at least a little. But you mainly viewed him for who he was. The caring and loving boyfriend, the clumsy guitarist who could ramble about music all day long, the sassy fuckhead.

The flush on Adam’s cheeks grew stronger and when he turned his head to face you in order to respond you simply silenced him with a soft kiss on the lips. That was also something Adam hadn’t had before you. There had not been softness in his past flings, it had always been rough, rushed and heated.

Your hand gently cupped his face as you partened your lips from his, your thumb tracing over his stubbled chin as you smiled down at him, showing him how happy he made you. “Gold looks good on you, pretty boy,” your words were spoken quietly so that only he would hear them because they were meant for his ears and his ears only - not that there were other people in your house but it felt more private, more intimate. Adam smiled back at you this time, seemingly appreciating the compliment given to him by his boyfriend.

He did not comment on it in a positive way but he also didn’t try to turn his face away again, neither did he shush you.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

[joseigamer]

Patalliro! is fascinating to me because of stuff like this. It's unapologetically gay - even within its anime which aired during primetime hours in 1982 - in a way that many later BL manga would never be, like the ones from the early 2000s which would never dare to call their characters actual homosexuals. Patalliro has actually aged quite well in this regard, there's something comforting about how campy it is.

#i still dont really understand how they got away with this kind of thing honestly #female VAs i get that - but first m/m kiss in an anime in episode THREE????? #theres also the maraich/thomas episode where they are *Both* voiced by women....advanced yuri #patalliro #i love how bancorans gender expression is pretty much explicitly to attract only bishounen #you blushed - so you must not be a girl #etc #i also love how joyful it all is #theres never anything sad or tragic about being gay - only that bancoran is forced to kill the bishounen spies/assassins/etc #when bancoran finds out that gay sex feels good after demian; in the manga he is elated. its basically a positive thing #he awakens to his true power...lol #also notable is that while bishounen youth is glorified maraich is 18 #this means it portrays being gay as an adult as normal; not a phase relegated to nostalgic adolescent periods of time #according to the NYT japan's psychiatric body called homosexuality a mental illness until 1995 #im NOT going to say patalliro changed that or anything lmao but its just significant to me that banmara get to live their lives happily #even raise children together in the manga....??? #especially contrasting that with kaze to ki no uta and other manga of the time (no shade intended) #yaoi #<- for tagging purposes #obviously it also got away with a lot by being a gag manga. but still! #months later edit: want to say im not intending to moralize BL manga from the 2000s either. like gen. no hate on them. #as a gay person i just appreciate when characters who act gay are considered gay textually #and its kind of disheartening how gay-as-identity was treated as something incredulous in those manga a lot of the time #even the mere suggestion of attraction to men as a whole and not just the other male lead...yknow #this post is meant to praise patalliro for being unique in its approach to gay content compared to other titles #ive enjoyed plenty of 2000s yaoi titles despite their shortcomings lol #joseiposting #shoujo

[nice-deep-breaths]

fucking. anaesthesia induction dialogue is the best thing.

“i’m going to put the mask on your face/give you this medicine/inject this into your IV line”

“it’s gonna be cold/sting a little/smell strong/taste bad”

“i want you to take some deep breaths/just relax/blow up the balloon on the anesthesia machine/close your eyes/keep your eyes open/tell me when you feel it”

“you’re gonna start to feel tingly/floaty/out of it/sleepy”

“your eyelids are starting to get heavy now. that’s okay, don’t fight it. you’re going to go to sleep now.”

“shh, it’s okay, just relax. i’ve got you…you’re safe, just let go. that’s it, you’re doing so well.”

“one more breath for me, sweetheart, there you go.”

also the nonverbal aspect of the interaction is. holy fuck. gloved hands stroking your cheek or holding your hand or patting your shoulder or running through your hair. making eye contact with you as you try to keep your eyes open. leaning in just a little closer so you can hear them talking gently to you as your hearing starts to go. maybe holding your head or shoulders down if you get a little scared or try to fight them. running their hand over your eyes to close them as you spiral into forced sleep.

#j speaks #this just in: person with a medkink blog is normal about medicine #this is what happens when you have a medkink a praise kink and maybe like. a control thing?

[insertsomthinawesome]

I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!! Okay so honestly I have been very very inconsistent over the years with just disappearing for periods of time due to various things 😂 So it probably seemed pretty normal to most people.

But it felt different on my side, so I'm excited to be back in business. I took a month long hiatus! 31 days of not drawing digital art. Its not something I talk about on here? But I've been suffering from some serious long term Art Burnout for.... a really really long time. Long enough that I should've taken a break probably years ago. It finally got so bad that I could barely draw. I was scared to do it (cause it always looked "bad" in my eyes [i'll come back to that]) and doing it was exhausting and disheartening.

I talked it over with somebody and realized that the fear and anger and frustration I felt towards my own artwork was uh. Not Normal or Healthy. And I finally committed to taking a real break for once.

I still drew a little bit by hand? Traditional art has always felt like it has lower stakes for me (i don't often share it online, and sometimes I don't even share it with friends) so I did some of that when I felt like it. But Digital art was completely off the table.

I had put such an immense pressure on myself to make my digital art perfect, to make as much of it as quickly as possible to satisfy something. It wasn't fun anymore. I'm proud of what i've made over the years! But for a long time now the stuff I've been making was made while hating every second of making it. With some rare exceptions.

I hated my art! It was a combination of Perfectionism, taking in too many external expectations, and the burnout. If you hate doing something its kinda hard to love it even when you want too lol. It wasn't "Bad" in the sense that the quality was low and it was ugly! It was "Bad" in the sense that it was unhealthy for me to keep doing it at that point in time.

I'm glad to report though, that with my hiatus officially over as of Wednesday last week: I am once again. In Love. With doing art, and being an artist :)

I put off taking a break for years cause I was scared that taking a break would mean that I would never achieve all the things I wanted to do with art. I was scared it was a stupid and lazy thing to do that would mean I'd never achieve my dreams. And Also even though I kinda hated drawing, I also loved making art. Its a weird duality that I can't even really explain??? I hated it but I also loved it. I wanted it but I also wanted to run from it. It wasn't until I was more mature and had more clarity and insight (and unfortunately also until the problems got worse) that I was finally able to let go of those fears and just do it.

And I'm really really glad I did. It was everything I needed. And I hope to strike a better balance in the future with art. Taking more breaks when I need them, or just when other things have my attention like reading or Video games (Some star rail got played during this time xD)

From the outside things probably aren't going to be that different?? At this point I don't really have any sure plans to post anything I've been drawing since my Hiatus ended. I might or I might not xD I'm still a hobbyist artist taking things at her own pace, but I hope that it shows how much happier I am :)

Whumptober 2023 is being officially put to rest by this post btw! I was in major burnout when that event started, and I'm ready to just, move on from all the past expectations I'd shoved on my shoulders. If I feel like filling any of the prompts or going back to any of the ideas I'd come up for it I will! But I'm not going to worry about doing it unless the desire sets in. Thanks to everybody who's been so kind to me throughout my time on here as an artist! Ya'lls tags and screaming and kind words, the fanfic, the asks and the responses? Its been fantastic :) You guys have made me laugh, smile, and cry tears of joy. I hope from here that things only get better and sweeter! And if I have bad days again, that's okay too.

Here's to 2024 and whatever it may bring ya'll :D 🎉🎉✨✨🧡💜

#isa screams #long post #gif #flashing #i think? Lemme know if I'm incorrect on that one alksdjfLKSJDJDSG #I don't normally talk this much so its kinda strange? #its kinda nice to be more honest about this stuff though #I'm a bit more of a private person so its hard to find the balance between wanting to discuss things openly and honestly #but with the fact that I don't owe the entire world an explanation for everything I do #its a tricky thing #but today I felt like doing this and I think that's okay #if i regret it I just won't do it again alsdjLSDJLFJSGSDG #thanks if you read this! I appreciate it! #I'm a pretty smalltime artist relatively. So sometimes it feels as though it doesn't mater what i say or express. #But hm. I doubt its really that simple or bleak #And if I don't respect myself then well. Who will right? #And I want to learn how to be happy with how little or how much I get #part of the reason I've done so poorly mentally as an artist is chasing numbers and outside praise instead of asking the harder questions #am i happy with what i do? what I make? Who I am #I'm going to probably be working on those questions and problems for the rest of my life. #But thats okay. Thats not a bad thing :)