#I forget I have nice hips sometimes lol

[pedgito]

Modern! Enjolras loves it when you're dressed up to go somewhere to a fancy dinner or if he has to go to a meeting that morning and you both have a shag fest and you leave lipstick all over his dick. He keeps it like that for the rest of the day, not even caring if it stains his underwear just to be reminded of you. He comes home so needy and ready to go again because you've been on his mind all day. (I may need a fic about this if you're up to it...)

author’s note: okay, i’ve seen so much about modern!enjolras all over here and twitter and i’m obsessed. i’ve kinda just integrated him into current society the way that made the most sense but this fic is very much not about that, trust me lol.

cw: 18+ (minors dni), canon divergent, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving, f mentioned) modern!enjolras, married/established relationship, just lots of smut with no plot pls forgive me.

word count: 1.6k

His rhythm of work was inherently stressful.

Long, grueling meetings that sometimes got him nowhere, stunlocked on a single argument that could last for days, if not weeks, a constant state of trying to prove himself—he was younger but that didn’t make him any less wise.

Although, he was in fact, insatiable. It was always more intense during the big company dinners, thousands of pitches to be made, conversation to be had, all kinds of pressure resting on his shoulders.

But there you were, the one thing that kept him above water.

Some days he just needed an ear, someone to listen to him talk and rant for hours at a time, and you were there. Other times he needed a nice meal and quiet time with you, cuddled up on the couch in your spacey loft apartment—he made good money despite the stresses he was under; being such a vivid, passionate politician paid off in those ways.

On occasion, he’d really need that boost of energy, enthusiasm—or confidence, whatever he liked to call it. But really, it was just an excuse to have you bent over the counter in your kitchen, wine glass perched against his lips as his trousers pooled around his ankles, your dress lifted up just far enough that he could gain access, his large hand disappearing under the material as he gripped at your hip, fingers digging into the flesh so tight it makes you grunt in pain, the sharp slap of his hips pressing you against the cold marble.

“Tell me about your day,” He demands, emphasizing his question with a rough thrust that has your palms flattening against the countertop, “did you get much done for the dinner next week?”

Right—the dinner. The dinner Enjolras had so graciously agreed to host, forgetting that all of the planning would fall on you between his busy schedule and complete disorganization. He was a lovely person, a great husband, but he wouldn’t be able to function without you.

You nod weakly, murmuring a soft, “Uh huh.”

“Then tell me.” He urges, swallowing down the last sip of wine before allowing it to clatter amongst the other dirty dishes—the ones you’d been in the middle of washing when he came home, very insistent as he pulled your underwear down, red and dark like the silk ascot that was tied so pristine around his neck.

They were his favorite.

“I was—I was figuring pasta and desserts.” Enjolras nods, moving you upright with his hand over your lower abdomen, head resting over your shoulder as he breathes into your ear, low and gravely as he’s nearing his own end faster than usual.

The pent up frustration and stress was the problem.

“And lots of alcohol,” You stress, a sated smile pulling at your face as his fingers find your clit, rubbing at the small bundle of nerves until you’re gripping the clean white of his dress shirt, rutting your ass even further against him and shoving him as deep as he could go, “get them—get them drunk and make them spill all their secrets, right?”

Enjolras laughs, a confirmation to your question and good sign that he was relaxing a bit, his pace unfaltering as he groaned tightly, gritting his teeth in an attempt to hold off his own orgasm until you reached yours—luckily you weren’t far off.

“Still have that speech tonight?” Another subtle nod, “Good. Make me come and it'll be that much harder for you to forget about me while you’re talking about—laws and taxes and whatever boring stuff you boys go on about.”

Enjolras tsks softly, “We’re trying to get fair and equal opportunity in less fortunate communities, love. It’s a lot more than just taxes and laws—are you sure you’ve been listening to me?”

“I’m teasing.” You pout, his fingers quickening as your warm, tight walls clench around him, body tingling with euphoria as your orgasm hits you, moaning loud and desperate as your toes nearly lift off the floor at how hard he’s fucking you now, free hand turning your face to meet him in a messy kiss, red lipstick smearing over his plush pink lips and pale cheeks.

He comes quietly like this, mouth closed over yours, as any sounds are swallowed up by you, cunt filled to the brim with cum, thick spurts as his hips slowed to a stop, eyebrows furrowed slightly as he glared at you, your face turned up in a devious smirk.

You were up to something, he wasn’t sure he liked it.

“No games, darling.” He practically coos, thumb rubbing over your warm cheeks, “What are you planning?”

He slips out slowly, carefully as you turn to him.

“How long do you need?”

You already knew the answer—only a few minutes.

He was insatiable, as you’d said.

Enjolras tilts his head slightly, a little amused as you crowd him against the island, leaving you nestled in the small space there, bare feet pressed against the hardwood floor.

He’d have to leave again soon, only getting undressed enough to feel comfortable for a brief time.

“A minute or two.” He responds, letting you unbutton his shirt, step by step, delicate fingers working their way down. You kiss his clavicle once, leaving a trail of lipstick stained kisses as you trailed down, careful not to stain his shirt.

“Tell me about your day.” You insist, a deep chuckle in response at your demand.

“So much of the same,” He sighs, sifting gentle fingers through your hair, watching as you sunk to your knees before him, his softening dick slowly rising again, kisses trailing down his thighs, around his groin, leaving all the evidence of you in their wake, “really hoping this dinner proves some effort on my part—they still think I’m naive, some kid who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”

“Well, you did come from money, Enjolras.” You remind, “You parents were well-known, you've been spoonfed your whole life with no consequences—but you’ve proven so much.”

There’s a soft head pat of appreciation as you peer up at him.

“No regular man could care about a women’s pleasure that much,” You joke, watching his face split into a grin, “or treat them as sweetly as you do, darling. You’re so unselfish it scares me sometimes.”

You grab him tightly, rubbing your thumb on the vein the runs underneath, pulling back the skin of his uncut cock as your tongue darts out, licking slowly around the thick head.

“Not sure I have anything left.” He says honestly, cradling your head regardless, hand slowly trailing to cup underneath your chin, feeling him stretch out your mouth, nudging his cock a few inches deeper as you part your lips. “But, I’ll try my best.”

And he does, being as obedient as he can as you take your time, having to resist the urge to fuck your face right then, bring you to the edge until you’re drooling around his cock and in tears, still begging for him to give you everything he had.

His moans are soft and low but long, fingers squeezing at your hair when you move too deep too quick, his hips rocking subtly with your mouth as you swallow him.

“Fuckfuck—“ He curses, free hand gripping the island until his knuckles are white, his cock pulsing against your tongue. “You’re fucking mad, you know that?”

You nod slightly, lips pressing to leave a red ring of lipstick around his cock as he feels himself approach his second orgasm—it’s quick and fleeting, high off the heels of his previous one but it’s something, and he really can’t resist the sight of your mouth around his dick.

An hour later he’s back out the door, meeting coworkers for dinner and regretting the choice the moment he kisses you goodbye, your still disheveled figure departing back into the apartment.

And it doesn’t help that he has to think about his body littered in small reminders of you, devouring you the moment he gets home that night, dragging you to the edge of the bed and going down on you until you can’t take it anymore, shoving his face away in blissful agony.

He promises to let it be for a week, a time to focus on the busy things you’d had planned—and it’s torture, specifically for him. He notices your tighter outfits for work, the ones that hug your body just right.

You’re doing it on purpose and he knows it.

So, come the fancy dinner Enjolras had promised to his coworkers and important peers above him, he can’t help but take a moment as everyone is downing the alcohol in troves, the low roar of old, classic music—the kind that he loved so much, and idle conversation—that he shoves you in the small half-bath, forcing the thick material of his ascot into your mouth as he lifts you onto the sink and fucks you like he’s been waiting years for this, leaving light, purple bite marks that will be an absolute pain to explain later.

But it doesn’t matter, because Enjolras could do just about anything and you’d wear it with pride—the confidence he oozed was contagious and ever apparent, a salacious grin on his face as he stared at you, your eyes falling shut from how intense the pleasure was.

“Quiet, darling.” He warns, “I am a man of my word, I’m just giving you what you asked for—as if I didn’t know what you were trying to do all week.”

“You’re all the same,” You patronize playfully, “so weak for women the second they pay you any attention.”

“I’m only weak for you, mon amour.”

He doesn’t leave your side the rest of the night either, always a gentle hand on your thigh under the dinner table during the most dull conversation, reminding you that despite his course of career, everything about him was so much more exhilarating in comparison.

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[ashesbreadandbutter]

Adrian Tepes x Reader • I Need You To Help Me Forget

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Includes talking about what happened to Alucard and his assault and his feelings towards it with Reader who loves him dearly.

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Word Count: 1,628. It was only supposed to be 1,000 words but I still went over it so be happy about that y'all lol.

Enjoy the read!

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Her kisses are gentle, careful and he can feel his heart racing in his chest. Hammering.

It feels nice, lovely, and Alucard can't help how warm he feels being under her while she sits above him, holding his face with her hands as she covers his face in kisses. She kisses his lips, once, twice, three times before kissing his cheeks and after that she kisses along his jawline in a way that makes his breath hitch.

He can feel that similar heat in his gut, a feeling that he both loved and hated and just like that he was trembling.

He loved her so much. Too much.

And sometimes he feared her using him, playing him like he's been done before even though she's been by his side for years now. Helping him, keeping him safe.

A sense of guilt rushes over him and against his will he's remembering things he doesn't wish to. He wants her kisses but he feels dirty knowing used been used before. He feels unworthy of her love and of course she notices his tense nature, as she always does, and she pulls away quickly looking down at him with a worried gaze. Worried that she did something wrong and that hurt him more because never has she done him wrong and he needed her to know that.

She opens her mouth as if to apologize but he's quick to shake his head, closing his eyes for a moment as he gathers his breath. He's warm all over, a ball of fire in his gut. He wants her and he needs her to know he wants her.

His trauma annoyed him, made him angry beyond belief at times and sometimes… it came out on her. Sometimes he'd be so angry she'd catch the fire but she always managed to put him out as well… calming him with her smooth voice, holding him in her warm hands, kissing him with her angelic lips. She was his heaven on this earth and he needed her to know that.

“No.” He breathes as he looks at her again with those beautiful golden eyes of his. They're a little teary like he might cry. “Don't stop, please don't love my love.” He says softly as he looks up to her and it's like he's begging.

He needs her.

“Are you sure? Really sure?” She asked seriously as she leaned down, lips hovering over his own as she looked him in his eyes with her own and he loves how much she cares. She's supposed to after all.

He nods eagerly and she watches him for a moment before smiling softly and leaning in to kiss those lips of his again for a moment, hungry for another taste of him.

They press against each other before she nips his bottom lip and with a small moan he opens up for her. The way his tongue slides out to lace with hers is enough to make him rock hard in his undergarments and since she's in his lap, sitting so comfortably, he groans at the feeling of her against him. The heat between their bodies is enough to drive him wild and he needs her, needs her to keep kissing him, to keep touching him and to never leave him. Ever.

He needs it all.

She slides her tongue against his and moans softly as his hands move down to slowly grip her hips. He squeezes them, digging his nails into her skin a little as he holds her firmly against that hot bulge in his boxers. He can feel her through her panties, how warm and wet she's getting as she straddled him and when he gives a roll of his hips as if testing the waters she moans.

The noise makes his eyes roll back a little, before shutting. His hands squeeze her some more and he finds himself having to control himself.

There's a need to flip her over, to grab her by her hair or her throat and ram himself into her over and over again until she's screaming, crying that she'll stay with him, that she'll never leave.

And he's tempted.

Very tempted.

He can wait. He will wait because he's obsessed with her love, her attention and he'd be damned if he didn't receive every single bit of it.

She rolls her hips and he arches his back a little, searching for more… so much more.

He wants to rip their clothes off, to feel every inch and part of her around him… to pin her head down as she pleads for mercy but he doesn't want to hurt her, to scare her, even if she's completely happy with any and all the attention he gives her.

It feels good.

She feels good.

And he can't bother imagining his world without her after all this time. He'd rather die than lose her, then have her leave but he knows that she cares. That she loves him more than this world itself and knowing such makes him hot, needy.

He ruts his hips into her's, she's so pillowy and she grows wetter as she moans above him. She leans up, tossing her head back in pleasure at the grinding. He's hot against her like a burning sun.

His hands hold her tightly and soon he's tearing at her panties. He needs her, needs to feel her and he's practically losing his mind as they move against each other as their noises fill the air around them. Alucard could hardly control himself as he holds her and before he can stop himself he's flipping them over, caging her in under him as he continues to rock his hips.

He holds her legs open and watches as clothed cock rubs over her clothed and soaking wet cunt. He pants heavily much like a wild animal as he grips at the bed, nails digging in as she moans and pants. She whines his name, hands moving to caress and grope his chest before she runs her hands down his sides and holds his hips.

Even though he's not completely naked he feels hot all over and he pants as he looks her in her face as she gasps and calls out his name.

He's lost in her. Lost in her love, in her touches, her cries as she begs for more and Alucard feels an innate sense of relief.

Before he can stop himself he leans down and buried his fangs in his throat and they both explode. The feeling of his fangs send a wave of pain through her for a second and then explosive pleasure and she arches against him as she lets out a loud cry.

He groans hotly against her neck, the taste of her blood on his tongue and her hips shaking sends him into euphoria and he cums hard with a violent shudder as he presses hard against her.

He takes a moment to pull away from her, savoring that taste of hers with a moan before slowly pulling away. He's shivering and there's blood on his lips, his cheeks are red and his breath is ragged and he looks at her with enough love to shatter their reality. She breathes heavily, panting hotly under him, her legs around his waist and her hands on his chest as she looks up at him.

For a moment there's nothing but their panting but after a moment she grins at him, that cute and silly grin that he loved seeing on her so much and it makes his heart leap to his throat as her hands slowly move to wrap around his shoulders.

They kiss again, hot and desperate as she tastes her own blood on his lips.

“I love you.” He breathes, moaning softly as he moves his arms to hug her, squeezing her close as he spoke.

“I love you so much.” He whimpers softly and she purrs against his lips, lacing her fingers in his gorgeous blond hair, pulling him in even more even if there was already no space between their bodies.

“And you know I love you too.” She giggles. “I love you from the moon and back three times over, Adrien.” She smiles up at him after they pull away from a moment and her smile is so kind that he can't help the way it brings a few tears to his eyes. He sniffles, thanking her softly.

Thanking her for loving him, for being with him and she shushes him with kisses as she laces them over his cheeks as she kisses his tears away.

“No need to thank me. You deserve as much love as anyone else does and I'm happy to give it all to you.” She hums softly and as she holds his cheeks now he melts into her hold like a big happy dog. He loved her more than he could ever love anyone else and he was glad to finally have someone like her in his life.

“I want to be with you forever.” She breathes and he sobs softly as he hugs him tight. He refused to ever let her go.

“Then do so. Promise to never leave me.” He says with such a small voice that he almost seems like a small child pleasing for love and affection and she kisses those lips of his again, stealing his breath.

“I promise. I put it on my soul that I'll never leave your side.” She promises as they hold each other close, desperate to feel each other even more.

He loved her more than he's ever loved anyone else and he refused to ever let go and so did she.

They'd be together forever. He refused any other option.

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[melodrangea]

Ok okay 😼 Marie when she realizes stein has a weapon child(basing off the last request and I think it’s obvious I see the mad scientist as a father 🫣🤭) and obviously how stein reaction to his child seeing Marie as a mom!

You can write it anytime! Take your time! Don’t rush anything and MAKE SURE TO STAY HYDRATED AND HEALTHY!🎆

thank you my dear!! I’m healthy and semi hydrated so I figured I met the conditions to write again lol

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Marie with Stein’s Weapon Child

-I think this goes without saying but Marie was aware of you long before she started teaching at the DWMA

-she’s a death sythe and Stein is one of the best meisters in the world, meaning your existence isn’t exactly hideabke so she would’ve heard about maybe even in brief passing

-wether she knew you were a weapon or not before she met you doesn’t make much of a difference

-you officially met Marie when she came to stay with you and your dad while they were working on defeating Ashura

-and safe to say she fell in love with you within minutes

-you were semi down to earth like Stein but you were so sweet and just overall doteable

-finding out you were a weapon just made you two all the closer

-you took a liking to her fairly immediately, seeing her as a motherly figure with your own mother gone

-the three of you would train together after school in weekends (Stein even wielding both of you at once one time)

-Marie would be delighted if your weapon form was similar to hers, but even if it wasn’t she would love you the same

-but when Marie finds out you can also fight by herself!!!???

-she’s ecstatic, so so so proud of you even if you aren’t her child

-she wants to make sure you’re safe and healthy first and foremost, she won’t let you overwork yourself one bit 😤😤😤

-is a little concerned that a teenager can figure out how to fight on their own and she can’t but it’s whatever lol

-you would probably also grow a strong connection with Crona from him being over to see Marie so often

(you would totally threaten Ragnarok when he’s being a little shit)

-when you’re in the classroom you and Marie try to act like you two aren’t attached at the hip (but it’s a wee bit obvious she has a slight favorite)

-no one in class holds it against you though and it doesn’t mean Marie doesn’t love her other students just as much

-now getting onto Stein

-this man is shutting bricks terrified

-he barely understands his own teenager, let alone a woman his own age

-you two have your own way of speaking and suddenly you’re style is changing and his house is changing

-the man cannot cope

-once he gets over the first few weeks of “wtf is going on”, he settles in really nicely

-Stein may not say it but he really appreciates the relationship you and Marie have because sometimes he feels he is lacking as a parent in the emotional capacity

-he won’t admit it but he loves how much you two get along, it feels like he has his own small family, it makes his heart all fuzzy

-and when you start to notice that Stein likes Marie you are pushing it SO hard

-i mean accidentally “forgetting” something in Stein’s room so Marie goes to get it while Stein is sleeping

-slipping both of them gifts and pretending it’s from the other

-trying to get Stein to just freaking admit he like Marie

-and when they get together you’re happy as a clam, within a few months of the two of them dating, you start calling Marie ‘mom’

-she started bawling the first time you did, and from then on you three are an actual family

-if and when Stein and Marie get married she legally adopts you

-you three are an unstoppable team of badasses, especially when all three of you resonate

-the only problem is Marie trying to figure out how to tell you both the family is about to go from the terrifying three to the fearsome four….

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that’s all my dears!

I hope you thoroughly enjoyed

and per usual I am here solely for your literary pleasure

-Melodrangea <3

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[heich0e]

tw: angst, inspired entirely by this tiktok lol

The water is too hot when you splash it against your cheeks.

"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?"

You reach out and turn the tap further to the cool side, scalding hot droplets dripping from your lips with every word you speak.

Beside you at the sink, Atsumu turns to look at you with his toothbrush hanging from his mouth. The corner of his lips curve up, foamy toothpaste clinging to the crease where his upper and lower lip (the latter slightly fuller than the former) meet.

"D'ya mean the fuckin'? Or...?"

You scrunch up your wet nose, bumping your hip against his.

"I'm only kiddin'," Atsumu laughs, craning in front of you to spit into the single sink in your bathroom.

Part of you wonders why he didn't wait to brush his teeth until you were finished cleaning yourself up, but another more selfish part of you enjoys having to share too little space between the two of you. Revelling in the forced proximity; basking in the heat that radiates from his bare skin and into yours as he brushes past you to pop his toothbrush back into his toiletry bag--the one that's found a home for itself on the edge of your bathroom counter over the past two and a half weeks.

"It was nice," he goes on to say, using the hand towel hanging from the rack on the wall to wipe at his mouth, leaving a little mint-coloured stain on the edge of the blue towel. "I'm glad I got to see everyone. Missed hangin' out with the old Inarizaki crew."

You splash another cupped handful of water onto your face.

They'd missed Atsumu, too. That much was obvious in the way that he'd commanded the attention of everyone in the little neighbourhood izakaya where you and so many of your former high school classmates--the one's that'd stuck around Hyogo all these years--had gathered earlier that evening for an informal reunion of sorts.

"Made me feel old as shit, though."

You laugh, breathy and bodiless, reaching for the towel hanging on the back of your bathroom door to dab at your face and wick away the water still clinging to your skin.

"You're not old," you chide, reaching for a tube of eye cream that rests on the shelf above your toilet. "Kita-san would be offended if he heard you say that."

"We're all old. I forget sometimes how long it's been since we all graduated, 'n then I see everyone again and hear about what they're all up to. Feels weird, s'all, bein' grownups or whatever."

Atsumu shuffles past you and back out to your bedroom, a hand on the small of your back as he squeezes by.

You finish your skincare routine alone.

Atsumu's already crawled under the covers of your bed by the time you eventually follow him, flicking off the light in your washroom as you step through the door. He's on his back, his phone held up over his face, casting a blue-green glow across his impossibly handsome features as he scrolls.

You tuck yourself under the covers beside him.

"Omimi's wife is pretty."

Atsumu doesn't look at you when he says it. Probably doesn't even think much of the comment at all. Your eyes flicker over to where he rests beside you, and see he's on Instagram, scrolling through a photoset that someone had posted from the bar earlier.

Atsumu had missed Omimi's wedding because of an away game, but you'd been there. Had met her on more than one occasion in the past few years since they'd started dating. It was Atsumu's first time meeting his former senpai's new wife that night.

"She is," you agree, because it's objectively true--even if you don't like the bitterness the words leave in your mouth, clashing with the minty aftertaste of your toothpaste. It's not a contest, you try to tell yourself instead.

You roll onto your side, pulling your knees up towards your chest as you watch him continue his scroll. He double taps the photoset before he navigates away.

After a few moments of tracing Atsumu's profile, he finally looks at you.

"What?" he asks, laughing a bit when he sees how intently you're looking at him.

"Nothing," you assure him--quickly but not too quickly, lighthearted but believable. He snorts and reaches over to rest a hand on your bare knee under the blanket, squeezing lightly while the other continues to scroll.

"Bokkun just texted me, said he ran into Shoyo-kun in Tokyo today. They're both heading back to Osaka next week, did I tell ya?"

Your heart seizes in your chest.

Your force the panic from your voice as you reply: "Next week? Isn't that early?"

10 days early, not that you're counting. Not that you've been keeping careful track of the exact day that the MSBY boys are due back in Osaka after their month of vacation. Not that you've been dreading the thirty first of August since the day Atsumu came home.

"Not really, Shoyo's movin' into his new place. Bo's goin' to help. Told 'em if they needed an extra set of hands I could come back a couple days early and--"

Your pulse pounding in your ears makes you miss the end of his sentence.

Atsumu takes his warm hand off your knee, and rolls over to plug his cellphone into the charger on his side of your bed. Once you hear the little chime that signifies the device is drawing power, he turns over and faces you.

It's quiet for a moment.

Atsumu reaches up and skims his thumb underneath your eye.

"Ya look tired."

He's right. You know he is because you feel tired. Weary. Bone-deep exhaustion running through you.

"I'm fine," you say with a gentle smile, leaning into his touch just as he pulls away.

"We had a good month, huh?" he remarks as he turns over to lay on his back.

The month isn't over yet, you desperately want to say. There are still 13 days left before you'll have to turn the page on the calendar affixed to the wall above your coffee machine. 13 days before the bag of toiletries won't be on your bathroom counter anymore. 13 days until this--whatever this has even been--has to end.

Atsumu doesn't do distance, doesn't want it, no matter how willing to make it work you are. No, instead he gives you August, and you take it because a month of him is better than a year without.

"Yeah," you say quietly, swallowing over the lump in your throat, "we did."

Tomorrow you'll wake up and there will be 12 days, and you'll still be tired, because tonight you'll lay awake and count the minutes that you're losing while Atsumu lays beside you in your bed and sleeps.

#atsumu x you #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya x you #atsumu miya #atsumu miya x reader #hq drabble #hq writing #writing

[kidsinsaturn]

Hi love..I know you said you would do requests until you were feeling better.

By the way I hope you do! And get well as soon as possible if you aren’t..! But I wanted to ask this before I forget it again!

Awkward sex headcannons for Itachi,Shisui and Obito

awkward sex headcanons

[🗼] hahah this is such a fun request !!

characters: itachi uchiha; shisui uchiha; obito uchiha

genre: nsfw

warnings: gn!reader

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-ohh baby boy itachi is so flustered at the beginning of your sexual relations !!!

-ok I know it's not exactly an awkward thing, but he is awkward

-it's most likely that you are his first time in everything: kiss, partner, sex; so he doesn't really know what to do in most situations or how to act

-you might be waiting for itachi to move a finger once your legs are wide open for him to shove in, but he is just looking at your pussyy,,, it's his first time seeing a coochie so he doesn't know what to do lmao

-he is also very quiet at first, not daring to try dirty talk or even talk at all, so it could be a bit awkward just you making sounds and itachi is just thrusting his hips without even sighing oh god

-but that's just at the very beginning,, then he is a lot more experienced, open, and he already knows what to do, he picks up really quickly so this phase just lasts about two weeks depending on how many times you fuck

-so now that your relationship is established and everything, I can't think of many things that can make sex uncomfortable

-if we are on the regular Naruto setting, then itachi might suffer a bit from his illness when he fucks you:(( he tries not to cough or make you unpleasant but he sometimes can't help it

-OKAY but this aint angsty shit ok so let's continue with the random hc,,, itachi may finish a bit quicker when you are wearing lingerie ok

-this mf loves lingerie and he might just cum in his pants the moment you walk in with your little panties on; itachi can't simply help himself, he won't even try to take it off you and before you know it, itachi is fucking you against the nearest wall

-he looks so funny when he is all desperate hah a

-shisui my only love

-you already know I think this guy gets hard just from making out with you hajsks so his dick stays as hard as from the beginning while you are having sex

-shisui can't help it ok, he feels so hot the moment you breaths are mixed and when you finally connect your lips, he can feel his pants tightening

-his balls might as well enlarge sometimes, his blood rushes not only to his cock but also to his balls, making them so fucking heavy

-this bitch ends up with a huge bulge once you stop making out, he feels so ashamed and disgraceful especially if you are out in public

-he might ask for a jacket to cover up pfff lmao

-shisui is also very talkative during sex, more if he is overstimulated because he can no longer control his corporal movements

-you might get irritated by his voice by the end because of how much shit he talks about lol but he has a nice, sexy voice when he is all horny

-dirty talk is also something he really likes and he tries to include it as much as he can during your intercourse, but sometimes he says shit too out of context that isn't simply for the situation lmaoo

-shisui is a sex machine ok, that's my hottest take on him, so most of the time, he lasts about two or three rounds, and he won't care if you no longer resist

-of course if you ask him to stop, he will, he isn't an asshole he loves you

-BUT the way he can manhandle you when you all drained off is so sexy yet shameful for you because you seem like some sort of doll and depending if you like those things you might like it or not

-shisui is also someone who enjoys being all naked while having sex, that's why he doesn't try public sex as much because he sweats a lot and he wants to take off all his clothes to feel fresher

-it doesn't matter if you have most of your clothes on though, but for him, he prefers to always be naked, not that you mind of course my boy has a great physique

-haha obito my little butterfly

-of course this guy has so many awkward sex headcanons !! he never felt the touch of someone !!

-first off, he is getting hard the moment you step in the room,, especially if you are dressed up for an occasion or for him ??? he might even explode in the spot

-obito is so awkward initiating a sexual conversation lmao yes you guys might know each other for years and he has touched and seen all your body but he still feels so sheepish saying sexy things

-some things he says might be so fucking random and they make no sense and you don't even know if he is trying to get you to fuck or just asking you some random daily questionnaire

-"did you use that lotion we have in the bathroom?"

-my goood obito pff

-in the most desperate case, he might search in wikihow how to flirt with your partner of three years

-aside from the weird awkward conversation you had before sex, fucking with obito is so hot and good

-he might fool you with the weird shit he does because when he is in bed with you, he is a complete beast

-he knows how to use his body right, but that doesn't erase the fact that he might cum in the first seven minutes ok !!

-his libido is actually quite high, but he still cums very quickly because he can get very aroused and horny from just seeing you haha

-obito feels a bit embarrassed though:( like you havent even had a single orgasm and he is already spilling his load

-sex can get a bit awkward from there because obito doesn't really want to continue but he still does to make you finish at least,, he is really good at it of course so he doesn't feel bad no more

-obito is a baby so he might feel a bit emotional after sex and he might even cry lmao so pls console him and be with him

#itachi uchiha #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi x reader #itachi x you #itachi uchiha x you #itachi headcanons #shisui uchiha #shisui #uchiha shisui #shisui x reader #shisui uchiha x reader #shisui x you #shisui uchiha x you #shisui headcanons #obito uchiha #obito #uchiha obito #obito x reader #obito uchiha x reader #obito x you #obito uchiha x you #obito headcanons #naruto

[kyuusberry]

assign you're moots to an idol & a trope for valentines 🤭? and explain why 🤭?

key to your heart | moots - imagine

pairing: moots x idols

genre/theme: fluff, many different tropes lol

warnings: kissing, cursing

notes: all of my stories, oneshots, drabbles, ect are all fiction (fake/made up) except for the idols!! my stories do not depict how these idols actually act or their sexual orientation (straight, lesbian, gay, bisexual, aromantic, ect). the only time you'll ever read semi-true things is if it's my headcanons then i do use some facts from kprofiles and sometimes youtube videos but that's it.

a/n: before we start, i'm going to sincerely apologize because i've never done this before, so this will be a struggle.. the only time you'll ever see me write male idols as well because i gotta create a variety for this type of stuff!! also, i only have 3 moots atm, so that's sad lmao

credits (tropes): @delusionisaplace , @urfriendlywriter

cis men, homophobes, racists, 20+, smut accounts dni

female idols:

kai (@rosiehrs): i feel like ningning (aespa) tbhh! your personalities match a lot! and i think a stay with me tonight trope where ningning would be playing with your hair while watching a movie and after the movie, you say that you have to leave, but she doesn't want you to leave!! she would say something along the lines of "don't leave me alone.. please?" she'd be attached to your hip, wanting to shower you in hugs and kisses all of the time!! just wants to show her affection :((

ash (@aeriniee): giselle (aespa) with a grumpy x sunshine trope!! gigi is totally the type of person to not show her affection cause she's too shy!! just randomly hugs you and hides her face in your neck!! or whenver you hug her, she either stiffly hugs you back or just stands there like an npc, all flustered. she looks and seems so mean all of the time, but she's such a softie on the inside, spoiling you with gifts and stuff.. chose this because i think you're honestly like this trope sm!! so nice and loving :( these r just sounding like headcanons at this point LMAO

yin (@yinyinwon/@so-lychee): wonyoung!! (iz*one & ive) and maybe like a fake dating trope??? cause wony wants to get back at her ex or smth lmaoo!! she'd end up falling in love though! i feel like it would be something along the lines of her asking you (more like bribing you) in the bathroom because she wants to get back at her ex for leaving her, trying to convince them to take her back, telling you stuff like, "they're looking. kiss me. now." until she falls in love with you, completely forgetting about her ex and telling you stuff like, "forget them, i'm yours now." gdhkaldskxndbv i want this for myself aw chose this 'cause i lowkey think you'd fit with wony!! ur posts are so pretty and your personality is very beautiful lol

male idols:

kai (@rosiehrs): hyunjin (skz) for sure!! with an academic rivalry or something! he'd be so cocky whenever he gets better grades than you by like 1 point or something!! bothers you 24/7. always appears when you're doing something other than working/doing schoolwork like taking a break or texting your parents!! everyone thinks he has a crush on you and he always denies it!! i chose this trope and idol cause i think you're very nice and smart!! picked hyunjin 'cause he fits this lol (in my imagination)

ash (@aeriniee): soobin (txt) with one-sided love probs?? like he really likes you and he tries not to make it obvious?? but everyone thinks he's obvious!! loves giving you gifts and affection (hugs, holding hands, ect) such a sweet baby tbhhh!! says stuff like, "your smile is pretty." while smiling so sweetly gkdlksjb based this off of your post asking if u should come out as lesbian cause you haven't liked a boy since the 8th grade LMAO, but soobin cause ur both very funny and caring!! leader material as well.

yin (@yinyinwon/@so-lychee): jungwon (enhypen) ofccc! (it was because of ur user..) a chaotic duo, i feel like! nothing romantic, just pure friendship! you two would do everything together, some crazy shit too.. people would honestly think you two were drunk!! would be something along the lines of, "bitch, what the hell are you doing!" "i'm walking!-" then one of you runs into a pole or whatever.. chose this because you two are the sweetest people everrr! so adorable <33

a/n: hope you enjoyeddd!! this made my head hurt a lot lmao, so much thinking and trying to match idols.. mooties, i hope these didn't make you uncomfortable lmaooo!!! love you guys and happy valentines <33 i'll take you guys all on a virtual date sometime /j

#kpop #kpop gg #valentines day #kpop idol #writing trope #ningning #ning yizhuo #aespa #giselle #aeri uchinaga #jang wonyoung #wonyoung #ive #izone #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #stray kids #choi soobin #soobin #tomorrow x together #txt #yang jungwon #jungwon #enhypen #kpop bg #kyuusberry

[vodika-vibes]



Happily Ever After

This is horribly self indulgent, and I'm not sorry, lol.

Pairing: Fives x Reader

Word Count: 883

Song: My Front Porch Looking In by Lonestar

Warnings: Domestic Fluff

Divider by saradika

It’s a lazy day, lazy in the sense that you put on your bathing suit that morning and have spent the majority of the day lounging by the pool, only really going inside to apply more sunblock and make food.

You have a nice tan going, and as much as you would prefer to continue lounging in the sun, your stomach is beginning to demand food.

And, since you’re getting up, you might as well make something for Fives too.

You pull one of his tee shirts over your head, and slide your sandals on, as you walk around your house to the barn, where you can hear Fives working. Well, you can hear his music blaring, so you know he hasn’t gone inside yet.

You stop at the open door, and you lean against the wood frame, a warm smile crossing your face. Fives is there, covered in sawdust, as he continues to work on the boat that he’s been building for over a month now.

You don’t see anything dangerous flying around, so you quietly walk over to the radio and lower the music, drawing his attention finally. “Cyare!” He grins at you, and sets his tools on his work bench, “I didn’t hear you.” He dusts some of the sawdust off his shirt and out of his hair.

“I’m surprised you can hear anything with how loud you play your music,” You tease, as you lean against the table, allowing him to come to you. You lean into his touch as he lightly sets his hands on your hips.

Fives laughs, “Well, it helps put me in the zone.” He slides his hands up your sides, “You’re warm. Have you been reapplying your sunblock?”

You lean up and kiss his nose, “Yes, Every hour on the dot. No need to worry, lover boy.”

He drags his hands up your sides and rests one on your shoulder while the other sits at the back of your neck, “Well, you forget sometimes, cyare. You can’t blame me for worrying.”

You shake your head, “Are you hungry? I’m going to make lunch.”

“Hm…let me put my stuff away, and I’ll help you. I think I’ve done as much today as I can anyway.” Fives admits, “The wood just needs to set now. I’ll prime it in a couple of days.”

“And then you and Echo will test it, right?” You ask as you look at the boat.

“Of course, I’m not putting you in anything that hasn’t been tested.”

“Overprotective.”

“Just protective enough,” Fives counters with a grin as he tucks a strand of hair out of your face. “Maybe I’ll spend the rest of the day in the pool with you.”

“Hm. I’d like that.”

He ducks his head and kisses you gently, “Alright. Stay here, pretty girl. Just until I get my tools up.” He kisses you one more time, and then releases you to clean up.

You hop up to sit on the table while Fives moves around the barn, sliding everything back in its place, and you turn the music off as he puts the last item away, but he’s back in front of you before you can hop off the table.

“Cyare,” Fives is grinning, as his hand slides up your bare legs, “You really should wear pants when you’re walking around.”

“Is that right?” You ask with a grin.

“It’s horribly distracting.” Fives continues with a growing grin.

“Hm,” You let out a thoughtful hum, “That sounds like a ‘you’ problem, love.” You say with a sly grin as you hop to your feet, dragging your body against his with how close he was standing, and then heading out the barn.

He groans, “It could be an ‘us’ problem if you wanted.” Fives calls after you before he chases after you.

You shoot him an amused look over your shoulder and push open the front door of the house you share with him. You leave the door open as you kick your sandals off, and peel off the shirt you’re wearing, so you’re walking around in your bathing suit.

You hear Fives at the door, and the sound of him kicking his boots. And then there’s silence. “Hey Fives, I’m going to start some burgers for lunch,” You call to him, “Do you want fries? Onion rings?”

He doesn’t answer.

You turn and see him standing in the doorway to the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe, and just watching you with an adoring smile on his face. “Oh! Is something wrong?” You ask.

“I never thought I would get to have something like this,” Fives admits, his gaze almost molten as he stares at you, “A home, a girl, my own happily ever after-”

“Well. You always deserved it, and you’ve earned it.” You walk over to him and lean against him, “Now we just have to build out happily ever after. One day at a time.”

He leans in and kisses you deeply. He grips your hips tightly, and starts walking you backwards. “We can eat later,” He murmurs against your lips, “I want to get started on our happily ever after.”

You giggle, and then squeak as he scoops you into his arms and carries you towards your bedroom, lunch forgotten for the time being.

#star wars #tcw #Arc Trooper Fives #Arc trooper fives x reader #fives x reader #x reader fanfiction #star wars fanfiction

[holdmeclosebutdontloveme]

"Have you seen it?"

It's a question that's continuously asked throughout the day. It's a rhetoric you're accustomed to these days, as the awkward phase of finally living with your lover passed, and now you're reintroduce to a man you have fallen for the second time.

He'd tease you on your corny perspective on the matter. However, observing the different sides of a suave fellow lessens the rigid expectations you have of him. He was never going to be the epitome of your type and flaws do charm you more than unachievable perfection.

And it's this flaw that sometimes leaves you conflicted; both comical and annoyed but, nevertheless, enamored.

"Well," he continues with a huff, pacing around the bedroom you both shared with furrowed brows and a wrinkle dress shirt. "Have you seen it?"

"Seen what?" You question. Albeit you knew what he's looking for, it's always that simple thing he had to forget or else the world can't function, and you tease him about it too.

And he'd argue that it was hardly useful even though he would have to squint to read his paperwork if he can't use it at all.

"My reading glasses," he answered, seriously, not beating around the bush this time.

So you walked towards him, slowly, easing through the things he had thrown on the floor with a muttered promise to clean it up when he eventually finds it.

You called out to him, "babe."

He listens and looks at you, expecting his glasses and, you did, albeit you lower it down to the bridge of his nose. It had been previously placed on his head, pulling some strands of hair to the back. It was the one thing you had notice out of the dysfunction throughout the apartment you shared; knowing the reason behind the little mess he had created - and always make because your lover was never a mess beyond the vices he tries to stop.

With a kiss on his lips, you smiled. "I expect a nice gift for a job well done, then?"

And what did you expect? Not the grip on your hips as he pulls you closer to reciprocate your gesture with his tongue.

.

.

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Wrote this with Kishibe in mind but ended up thinking of Nanami at the end so I'm just gonna tag them both. Also, hello! I'm back, lol.

#kishibe x you #kishibe x reader #kishibe x y/n #kishibe csm #nanami x y/n #nanami x you #nanami x reader #jjk nanami

[seancekitsch]

Requesting Hughie x Reader where Hughie plays along to the reader's kink of being tied up and blindfolded. He's nervous at first, but melts and loves it as the reader kisses and straddles him.

this is just “hughie campbell gets pampered with a blowjob” lol 

This was… not Hughie’s first, second, or third choice of how tonight would go, but honestly he’s warming up to it. Hughie balked a little at the idea when you presented it, but the feeling has grown on him. Hughie has settled into the padded restraints chained to your headboard. They’re nice and plush, and won’t bruise, but they do the job. Hughie silently thanks you for not having just handcuffs. He doesn’t know if he could handle the shit from anyone who would recognize his bruises afterwards. He’s always been ready to let you take the reigns since your first encounter; the way you took charge taking space in his brain now. 

It was when you put the blindfold over his face that he started to panic a little. 

He realizes that maybe he shouldn’t have, as he did tell you that you could do anything to him once the cuffs were on. And Hughie repeated three times that he really meant anything. 

His panic was more of a fight or flight that’s resulted in the past two years fighting Vought and less about him not trusting you. He trusts you, and so he calms himself as much as possible and fights all urge to continue to panic. 

“You okay?” you had asked, “You know you can say something or kick in morse code, right? I’m not making you do this. You can tap out.”

Hughie almost felt his heart break at the unsure-ness of your voice. As unsure as he was, he didn’t want you to be. He knew to tap out if he had to, but he wanted you to go into this ready and excited.

“I want this,” he assures you, and he means it. As unsure as he was, he thinks he’ll like it when he sees -or feels- how much you like it. 

“Okay,” you breathe, a little unsure, but gaining confidence as you begin. 

You start with kisses on his lips, which he happily returns. Then with kisses along his cheeks and jawline, which he smiles and leans into. You kiss down along one side of his throat, taking the time to kiss from ear to collarbone. And then you kiss the other, taking the same amount of care and time. 

You kiss down his bare chest, taking the time to tease both of his nipples and nuzzle your nose in his chest hair. Hughie shudders, and sighs deeply in appreciation for all the care. You’re so gentle with him, no matter how kinky things might get. You treat him like something that should be cared for, which sometimes even he forgets he is. 

“You still with me baby?” you purr, the feeling of your soft lips dragging across his navel being absolutely heavenly to him. 

“Y-Yeah, I’m here, Fuck,” he sighs, his eyebrows knitted together under the little satin sleep mask you put over his eyes. You throw you’d head back and laugh at his already flustered state. 

“Good,” you whisper, your voice doing that sultry thing Hughie fucking loves. 

You kiss down his light happy trail, the soft little curly brown hairs that look so lovely on his body, kissing your appreciation for this little detail on him. 

“So handsome,” you breathe against his skin, hot and all too close. 

Hughie feels your hands finally touch him, and your warm hands finally lay themselves on his thighs, your palms gently pushing them apart. He relents, and lets you part them. 

Its your tongue that he feels next, hot and wet and everything he needs. Hughie gasps, almost pulling at his restraints when you finally give a testing lick to the tip of his cock. He’s painfully hard, he knows that. Your hand slips off his left thigh and grasps him gently at the base, not enough to make him embarrassingly come early, but enough to make him buck his hips into your fist. You hum appreciatively. You love eager Hughie, so willing to please and be pleased. You lift up his cock slightly, just enough to duck your head down and to lick him from the base to the tip on the underside, your lips and chin just barely teasing his sack on the way. 

Its fucking hot, the way Hughie’s already desperate for you. He tries hard to keep his hips down for you, he tries to keep his squirming to a minimum. But he can’t hide from you like this, the way his chest is turning pink, the way sweat is already starting to shimmer on his skin, the way his jaw is clenched. 

You make your way up to the top, paying close attention to the little ridge right below the head, before wrapping your lips around the head itself.

The moan Hughie lets out is loud- and easily the sexiest thing you've ever heard.

"Fuck, you're so good at this. How are you so good at this? Wait- I don't wanna know. Fuck, just keep doing that, yeah," Hughie starts babbling, pulling again at his restraints as you take him all the way in to the back of your throat. You hold him there for a moment, nose ticking the little patch of neatly trimmed hair there, before you swallow around him. He lets out another one of those pornographic moans, and you think maybe its your new favorite noise. You swallow again, and then pull your mouth back up to the tip and blow. 

“God yes, please,” Hughie begs, and you have half a mind to take off the blindfold. You want to see his pretty eyes. Do they have tears in them right now?

You can't check, you won't. Instead, you start to bob your head up and down on his length, feeling yourself grow more aroused by the chorus of pretty groans and half-words falling from Hughie’s lips. 

“Not gonna- fuck,” he pants, “Not gonna last much longer if you keep doing that.”

You pull yourself off of him just long enough to respond. 

“Then don’t, let yourself enjoy it.”

He throws his head back as you dip your mouth back down onto him. You decide to up the ante, your free hand not gripping him at the base coming up to tease his balls, massaging them between your fingers.

“Fuck!” he nearly shouts, now very much struggling to stay still under your touch. His thighs are shaking, and you know he’s gotta be ready to come. So you hollow out your cheeks, making your mouth as tight as possible and you ease up on your motions, letting him haphazardly thrust up into your face while you squeeze him. You let him keep going, continuing your ministrations and now adding your tongue, letting it lazily swirl around his head as he thrusts between your lips. 

And then his hips stutter, and you take back control. You hold Hughie’s hips down with force, keeping your mouth on him as you swallow around his length one more time. You feel hot, his release immediately coming in spurts, salty and delicious, maybe with a hint of pineapple. Did he eat a lot before this to try to make it taste good for you? You could see him doing that. You swallow all of his release happily, humming around his cock in praise as she shakes and whimpers. God, if his moaning is hot, his whimpering is even hotter. You want to get addicted to this sound, to hear it in your dreams and every day. You know his whimpering will get stuck in your ears and you'll be thinking about it at the most inappropriate times and places. Good. 

You work him through his release, only taking your mouth off of him when he starts to soften, and his heaving breath starts to even out. 

“Holy shit,” he sighs, still trying to catch his breath. You crawl up the bed, careful not to overstimulate him with any harsh movements, gently coming back up. 

You kiss his cheek as you pull the satin eye mask off of his face, and his eyes are still shut. Good boy. 

“Enjoy yourself?” you giggle, and he finally cracks an eye open as his smile grows. 

“Can we do that again?” he asks, and leans over as much as he can to kiss you on the mouth. 

Fuck yeah. 

#hughie campbell x reader #hughie campbell imagine

[fishtankwater]

Good morning! could u do kazuichi nsfw alphabet :) gn or fem reader plsss and pref top reader have a nice day :D

OH THANK FUCK I FINALLY GOT A REQUEST

I was getting so bored waiting on one 😭

Uh anyway Tysm to this anon

AND HOLY SHIT I HAVE RSV. I AHVE A BABY VIRUS. A BABY VIRUS. SOBBING

Anyway my bad for ranting

Kazuichi souda x GN!Reader

CW- nsfw shit that’s it idk what to put here anymore 😭🤛🏻

Currently listening- Dumb Dick

A-Aftercare

Bro…Kaz would give so many kisses and praise the SHIT out of you. But if you degraded him he would need praise cuz let’s be honest he would think it’s true and probs cry

Also he’ll probably struggle to know what you want and ask 2663825372 questions. PLEASE shower with him after he wants it. Do it. You know you want to

B-Body part

Him- his muscles 💀

I forget he’s muscular sometimes it’s genuinely so weird to think abt. But PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SQUEEZE HIS BICEPS he loves it sm.

You- let’s be honest. The titties if u have em if not you chest in general

That whole vicinity is just chefs kiss to him If you have tits he will put his hands up ur shirt and squeeze them while cuddling and he’d probs calm them his “best friends” 💀

C- Cum

The first time he came as a kid he probably got scared cuz he didn’t know what it was and called his dad and was like “HELPPP” 😭. Ok I’m sorry for bullying him

His cum is probably sweet with a salty aftertaste if that makes sense and he cums a small amount so uh savor it while you can 😘

D-Dirty secret

Bro has so many pics of you naked in his camera roll he also records your moans/whimpers while y’all fuck tbh

AND HE SAVES EVERY VIDEO OF YOU HE CAN FIND he will become a professional stalker the second y’all become intimate or start dating

E-Experience

Unpopular opinion but I think he has a decent amount of experience like— not with women with the men AND HE WILL STILL DENY TAHT HE IS BISEXUAL “no I only did it because I was bored” AHHAHAHSHSHSJSHSJ

F-Favorite position

Please ride him. Please. Do it

OR SUCK HIM OFF IN THE SHOWER SUDHEHDHDBDJHE

“D-darlin-A-ah!”

STOP I CANT BRWTAHE

G- Goof Off

Depends what mood he’s in like sometimes he’ll be chillin laid back not caring how he acts and sometimes he’ll be stressed and just want to love you n shit

H- Hair

Def dyed his pubes pink LMAO

but there’s little to nonexistent hair

J-Jack off

Always thinks of you when it happens cuz he’s too embarrassed to ask for your help (poor baby)

L- Location

Anywhere anytime you ask he provides 💀

He prefers the bed to shower tho tbh

M-Motivation

Anything you do lol

But specifically seeing ur thighs, ass, or seeing you change or the thought of you showering like you being naked he has a urge to come in there with you tbh

N-Nuhuh

No hurting you bedsides a lil biting and maybe spanking. He also doesn’t wanna degrade you like he loves you and has no reason to think otherwise. Also other than overstim and biting he doesn’t wanna be hurt like bro 😔

O- Oral

Giver 💪🏻

Bro…the only time he will EVER overstim u is during oral like 😍 he loves your taste he can’t help it

When receiving he will buck his hips squirm whimper and cry tbh like out of happiness like it feels so good he can’t help it

P- Pace

Slow and steady wins the race

Bro will edge himself he doesn’t wanna go fast n hurt you to rush for it to be over he lovessss making love to you

Q- Quickies

“NOT HAPPENING!” -kazuichi souda

R-Risk

YES bro if your ok with it he will do it

He loves having public sex sm

S-Stamina

As long as you want him to go he will go

Wanna go for 5 hours? Ok bet he may not have much stamina that’s why he loves riding or cowgirl

T-Toy

Nope nada nee

HE wants to pleasure YOU not some toy

U-Unfair

No he would never but when you tease him he gets so shocked like jaw dropped to the floor but he loves it it’s like OSNHECSHSGHEHBRHEJHEH

V-Volume

WHIMPER-ER

Bro when he does moan he will moan so loudly too like are you trying to get the neighbors to call the cops on us??

W- Wild card

He gets jealous of gundham and pulls you aside to fuck the shit out of you like one of the only times he ever told you is when he’s jealous

X-X-Ray

I watched a video on yt that gives headcannon dog their dick size and tbh it seems kind of accurate his was 5 inches which I think it would maybe like that or 6 inch anywhere between 5-6 inches tbh (6inch= 15.24 centimeters 5inch= 12.7 centimeters for my non American people)

Y-Yearning

He’s horny 24/7/365 ok shut up

Z-ZZZZZZZ

He will be tired but try to stay awake to eat drink take a shower and then he’s out 😘

#kazuichi souda #sdr2 kazuichi #kazuichi x reader #danganronpa #ns/fw

[gangrenados]

I need more of Dickie with a breeding kink please 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

Tw: pregnancy mention.

•I know I've said this many times before but let me repeat it one more time: Dick with a breeding kink is so so hot.

•The thought of your cunt filled to the brim with his have the power to get him aroused immediately, and the actual sight of his cum dripping down your fucked out hole will make him want another round.

•He loves to fuck his seed back into you just to make sure, maybe just a few thrusts or perhaps he'll cum deep inside of you again. Dick is a persistent and skilled guy so he surely has trained himself to come more than once.

•But Dick's  not opposed to eat you out just like that, he's not picky.

• It's a way to clean you up and make you feel great at the same time besides he just loves yo eat you out no requirements needed.

•And if you both are busy and feel like playing then he'll just pull up your panties and make you walk into the world with his cum dripping down and puddling in your panties.

•He loves it, he loves to know what's going with you, to know his seed is inside of you, that he has marked you in a way.

•one his favorite ways to come is inside of you, so you can imagine that the first time you asked him to do so lol Dick needed a few seconds to catch up.

•He was dumbfounded with his head on the clouds, it felt similar to the moment you told him I love you.

•Dick has the habit of putting you into a matting press, he grabs your hips and press them close against his without any intention of letting go.

•His fingers sink in your flesh and his head rest against you, sometimes he's too immersed in the pleasure he forgets how to speak so the only thing he's able to do is moan.

•Other times he tells you how nice his pretty little cum slut is taking his cock, going even further to tease your clit so you'll be a mess.

•If not he begs, begs you to make him a parent, he wants it so bad! 

•he wants to see you swollen with his child, he knows you'll be a pretty and good momma. Uh, does he have a pregnancy kink too? Yeah kinda, mainly the Titans version tho

#dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson smut #nightwing imagine #nightwing x reader #nightwing smut

[chaos-and-ink]

15 questions for 15 friends

Ahhh thxs for the tag @lavenderpanic :D

1. are you named after anyone? Nah, I have the most boring and generic name ever. I absolutely hate it. My chosen name I'm not really named after anyone but I do share it with one of my favourite characters so I got that going for me.

2. when was the last time you cried? Like 4 hours ago while driving and listening to music and thinking about the person I love. It was weird to have a happy cry but it felt really nice.

3. do you have kids? Oh god, no. I have a dog. I want some cats. I honestly don't have patience for kids and I don't really see myself having any, they scare me lmaoooo.

4. what sports do you play/have you played? I did karate for 3 years. I also absolutely love badminton, I was amazing at it and won several tournaments in my PE classes lmao. Also volleyball. Never played soccer but I always wanted too. Unfortunately, sports just aren't great for me anymore but I really wish I could play again, I miss them.

5. do you use sarcasm? Not really, I don't think? My humor has been described as reallllly dry though. So like sarcasm but with less heat lmao.

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people? How they move/their presence lol. I don't even know how to describe it. But like, just how a person moves in an environment.

7. what’s your eye color? Boring brown lolll. My eyes are definitely the thing I hate the most about my appearance.

8. scary movies or happy endings comedies? I'm absolutely awful at scary movies. I literally get such paranoia and hallucinations and I think I once triggered myself into a psychotic episode because of a PG13 'scary' movie. And it lasted for a week so likeeeee.. comedies 100%

9. any talents? My joints are my only talents lmao. Bending my thumbs to my forearms. Bending my elbows and knees backwards. Folding my arms backwards in front of me. popping my joints continuously. Subluxing my hips and shoulders on command.... thats it lmao.

10. where were you born? Chongqing, China.

11. what are your hobbies? So ill lately I kinda forget I have hobbies sometimes. I like to draw when I can. I love making stickers and prints and stuff. I like doing crafts and activities and stuff. I also like to write but I've been in a huge slump as of lately. I love reading too but also haven't been able to concentrate long enough to do that :/ I used to write and make music too.

12. do you have any pets? I have two dogs! A Welsh Terrier and a Poodle x Old English Sheep Dog. Love them both.

13. how tall are you? 5'1. (155cm) Though I might be taller if my bones knew how to stack correctly.

14. favorite subject in school? Biomedical science is my biggest passion. Especially diagnostic and treatment aspects. I loooooovveeee human body science and my favourite thing is learning about all the things that go wrong in it, why they go wrong in it, and how it can be managed. I read textbooks for fun lmao. If I weren't chronically ill and disabled I would absolutely go into the medical field. I remember doing gel electrophoresis tests and cadaver labs and dissections and stuff and it was just ugh. I loved all of it so much I wish I could've gone farther in it.

15. dream job? I'd loved to have been a primary care physician/family doctor or to work in the ER. Realistically, I really want to illustrate medical textbooks or infographics and stuff for hospitals or medical facilities.

Gently tagging @bucky-boychik-barnes and @ace-bucket

#chaos #just me rambling a ton about myself #tag game #questions

[mamabearwonders]

Dear Little Lion Cub🦁,

I'm going to just happy cry thinking about you. You're such a sweetheart. I love you so much. And your hugs are the most precious thing ever.

We met a long, long, LONG time ago. Far, far away in a magical lion kingdom. June 25th, 2023! YA I know right? I met Little Fox🦊 on June 17th. So, you were just another blessing I didn't know we had! The best kind! Surprise! The system kind of surprise! More lovable people to love! I got a fox AND a lion cub (dw, I did not forget the other lovelies, I'm making posts about them tooo)!🥳

I need a pack of tissues or a Little Lion Cub🦁 hug. Happy tears! We originally didn't know your name - WHOA! Ikr? Because we say it all the time now, huh, little cub? Cub!! Cub!! Hi, cub! We missed you! Then you do your little happy dance and happy flappy hands. We love happy hands.

But we didn't know your name. Not even you! But🦊thought you deserved a name because he loves you and we all deserve a name! And I probably cried (happy cry). Then I asked both of you if you were comfy fronting. And I'm so so glad you did.🦁

You were SO scared when we first met. But look at you go now! You are not afraid to send me a whole solar system galaxy of messages🌌 and ASK for things now! It's nice to see you really relax and be more confident in how you talk because I know🦈 helps you out and he and me are both 3,000 years old (love you🦈) so we're not too hip with the newfangled youth words. I love how I also think of how as my own kid but he's older than ME lol. (promise I love you, I'll take you to an aquarium or calligraphy shop,🦈).

ANYWAY.

I love how you went from shy to still shy, but confident because shy isn't a bad thing. I love the colors game with you. And I can't wait to see what else your brilliant mind (which you did not get from mom LOL) comes up with. You're so smart and always teach me things every day.

You have so much patience. When I stepped back for a little bit because this is new to me- you still loved me and were patient as a saint. 📿 I have never raised little ones before- just once, but it's a long story which I'll share with you someday. But you've helped me heal so much. All of us. You may be little, but little ones change the world! You have a BIG impact. And you're big important too.

You've helped 🦊out so much. Whenever he's really depressed, you're a light that gets him through those dark scary storms⛈️. I appreciate you so much, but I'm happy you know you do a good job looking for others, but you know you matter too! And you let us love you up and take care of you!

You're a tough cookie, little cub🦁. But you shouldn't have to be! We got you. You and 🦊 and🦈 can just relax now. Mom's got you. Hey maybe we can get🦈 to color some pictures sometime huh? 🎨

One of my favoritest things about you (if I can narrow it down) is when you get excited about things. You'll find something and just go "Mom! Mom! MOM!!!" and you'll be like: I found this cool sticker! And that sticker! And this one too!! And you just get so into it. Tbh I could hear you talk about the paint on the wall for hours and I'd just be sitting there smiling and listening.😊

I love how you've jumped onto calls too! I know it's a little new for you🦁and you've been hesitant a bit calling me. You do what you feel most comfy with, but I love when🦊 is on the call then you pop in and you feel so happy. I like how you join into story time too. I WISH there was a way- and hey!

Where there's a will, there's a way (that was a phrase me and🦈 used back in our day). I wanna get all of you together at once for Blues Clues🐶🍿(movie popcorn) and for storytime. I know Shark is always kind of AROUND. And doesn't say hi to little old me. 🙄💁🏽‍♀️Okay now I see the sass that🦊 says I have. And 🦈. But I'm not sassy in your eyes, rightttt? 😇

So I'm going to have to learn because you have the best meals ideas. And I bet the super duper cool meals you have will inspire🦊 too. But he says I have- a lack of seasoning- but hey, I cook with LOVE so same thing right? We'll learn how to cook together. I'm sure pizza dough will end up on the ceiling and the fun shaped pasta will end up out the window in a shrub somewhere where 🦈 is probably chilling out.

You're my whole heart, sweetheart. How lucky am I to have a lion cub, a fox cub, a shark cub- ALL CUBS! And we'll have to see what one of our other little friend's, Lil Rolly's🛹favorite animal is. But I know everyone is taking good care of him until he has the energy to front.

You're the best thing since sliced bread. I remember when sliced bread first came out. Back when you could get a whole loaf, peanut butter AND jelly and a plate for a nickel.🍞I'm so just kidding, bread wasn't invented when mom was young.

You're so caring and thoughtful and nice. I can say that and those things are true. But beyond that - you are truly a very, very intelligent kid. I think kids are smarter than most adults! I never wanted to tame your spirit as some parents do - I want you to embrace your big little cub lion heart. 🦁

What a privilege it is to see that continue to grow. 🪴Never dim your big light, little one for those who say it's too bright. For those who love you like mom, we know that light is a light of hope, a light of refuge, a light of healing for all of us and for you. 🕯️

Despite all the traumatic things we've seen and been there, all the pain that some of us feel, you've been so soothing. And you know you're your own person and that you deserve the same amount of care, but you are a treasure. And I want you to know how much amazing things you do and to never forget that little ones can do big things too.

I love you so so much! Forever and ever, little one.🦁

Love💙,

Mom🐘

[tinywitchgoblin]

could i pretty please get a ship?

i’m a fairly curvy female, 5’5 or so, i have blue-green eyes, a more rounded face shape, long legs, wide hips and ribcage, and light brown/dirty blonde hair that goes a little further than my shoulders. i can be pretty clingy, but i’m usually a bit shy and closed off until i get to know someone better. i’m a pretty nice and open minded person, but i don’t take bs from anyone. i have diagnosed ADHD and can sometimes be hyper, and i tend to be very chatty if someone gives me the chance. while i can be hyper sometimes, there are times where i enjoy some nice calming moments, quiet times alone or with a friend. i have many hobbies, most are art related, and i love making things. i get blunt when i’m annoyed, i can sometimes be whiny, but i’m always a big cuddle bug. that being said, i can get pretty freaky at times. when i fall for someone, i can fall hard. i can get obsessed to the point of having dreams about them every night and having them constantly on my mind. i like to collect little trinkets, some just things i find pretty or interesting, some with a meaning behind them. i’m definitely not a morning person, and it can take me hours to get going especially if i wake up earlier than usual, and my memory isn’t great. it can be hard for me to focus on one thing and i can get very unorganized and scatter-brained. (sorry that this whole thing is like all over the place lol my brain isn’t working rn)

Thanks for participating!

I ship you with...

Echo!

When Echo first met you, it took you a little while to open up to him. However, he always made the effort to talk to you, ask you how your day was going, etc. Eventually, you warmed up to him, and things only went uphill from there.

One of Echo's love languages is quality time, and he loves spending time with you. Whether you're doing an activity together or just vibing in the same space, his favorite place is by your side. He loves the positive energy you bring, and he could listen to you talk for hours on end (which does occasically happen).

Echo loves your art, and he especially loves making art with you. He's not a particularly good artist, but that doesn't matter. He'll sit there and doodle while you work on your current piece, watching your beautiful mind work its magic- and watching your creation unfold.

During the war, Echo was very much a morning person- up at (or before) the asscrack of dawn to make sure he had everything he needed to start the day off right and complete whatever mission he and his brothers were on (whether it be with the 501st or CF99). However, once he started dating you, he learned to appreciate the beauty of lazy mornings in bed. Sometimes he'll just lay there, looking at you as you sleep peacefully, knowing that even though the galaxy may have gone to shit, at least he gets to be with you.

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Thanks for reading! If you want a ship request like this one, drop it in my ask box, and don't forget to reblog 💚

#the bad bois #the bad batch #echo bad batch #the bad batch echo #clone trooper echo #arc trooper echo #echo #tbb echo #tbb echo x you #tbb x reader #tbb #tbb echo x reader #star wars x reader

[amazingmsme]

The Bandaid Effect

AN: Here it is you heathens. I’m kidding lol (but lowkey not, I have a life outside of writing) but I really enjoyed this one! It’s really soft and sweet, romantic vibes ‘cause I love them. I’d started this based on other prompts before deciding to do tickletober, so it’s about the length of a regular fic. Hope it was worth the wait! 

El couldn't describe the insurmountable relief she felt to be back in Hawkins. While she enjoyed the nice weather and beauty of California, it didn't feel like home. Home was with her friends, home was exploring the woods surrounding the town. Home was the cozy, run down cabin, with Hopper in the next room to comfort her when nightmares stole away the comfort of sleep. Home was with Joyce and her new brothers. For almost her entire life, she hadn't known what it was like to have a place of her own.

But... her home wasn't safe anymore. The war on Hawkins had only just begun, and everyone was srels on her. And she knew it would ultimately be up to her to stop it. Of course she knew everyone she loved would fight tooth and nail to stop this, but she was the final key to put an end to this. She could feel the weight of everyone looking to her, counting on her to save them. It was all so overwhelming, and at times she felt as though she couldn't breath.

She was in her room with Mike, laying on her bed. Hopper had to run to the store, bringing Joyce and Will with him, leaving Jonathan there to keep an eye on them. The older teen was content to leave them to their own devices while he watched TV. She liked the quiet, but sometimes it let the bad thoughts swarm in her brain and fester until they nearly consumed her.

She was resting her head on his shoulder, listening as he rambled on about the next campaign session he was mapping out. He couldn't really tell anyone else, because then it would ruin the surprise and give them an unfair advantage in the game. He was caught up in his storytelling, but paused when he felt her grip around his waist tighten. He stopped talking and looked at her, flashing a bright smile.

His grin faded however, when he saw the somber look on her face.

"Mike?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sad," she admitted, bottom lip jut out in a slight pout. Mike sat up a little straighter in order to give her his full attention.

"Well gee, I can't imagine why," he tried to joke. "Wanna talk about it?" he asked, running his hand up and down her arm in a soothing motion. She shook her head.

"Okay, well is there anything I can do to help?" he asked, hating seeing his girlfriend so upset. She thought for a moment before nodding. He smiled softly, running his fingers through her short hair, giving her scalp a quick massage. She closed her eyes and let out a hum of content.

"So... you gonna tell me what it is, or am I gonna have to guess?" he asked in a soft tone. A small surge of pride sprouted in his chest when he noticed the quirk of her lips. A pale blush dusted her cheeks before she hid her face in his shoulder, mumbling something into the fabric of his shirt.

He smirked, cupping a hand around his ear and leaning closer to her. "Huh, what was that?" he asked teasingly, but he really didn't catch what she said.

"Could you tickle me? It helps be forget the bad things for a while," she said softly, looking deep into his eyes. He gave a gentle smile and hugged her closer.

"Of course. Anything for you," he said, nuzzling into her neck and making her giggle. He started off slow, grazing his fingers over her skin. A smile danced at her lips, tugging the corners into a smile.

She liked when Mike tickled her. It felt funny and she enjoyed laughing, and the way he would smile at her and tease her made her heart flutter each time.

Her laugh rang out like a twinkling bell as she sunk lower on the bed. Mike grabbed her hips and squeezed rapidly, drawing out frantic cackles.

"How's this? Is this good?" he asked, scratching blunt nails against her soft skin. She nodded wordlessly, far too busy laughing. Her hands flapped about uselessly, not bothering to stop him. He easily pinned her arms over her head, pausing to stare down at her as she caught her breath between giggles. He took a deep breath and dove for her neck neck, blowing raspberry after raspberry.

El was launched into hysterics, tossing her back and forth. He growled playfully and nibbled her neck, making her squeal and shriek. It felt absolutely maddening, yet so unbearably wonderful. She craved the tingly feeling on her skin that made her giggle and forget the swarm of bad thoughts that constantly plagued her. She knew it wouldn't be a permanent fix: nothing ever was, but it was enough for now.

She grabbed his hands, gently guiding them to her belly. Mike let her show him where she wanted it, trailing his hands up and down her sides, slipping under her shirt to prod her sensitive tummy. She squeaked and curled in on herself, kicking her legs as she giggled and snorted.

"Mihihihike!" she whined, jolting when he reached down to squeeze her knee.

"What?" he asked, tone casual as he turned her into a laughing mess.

"Ihihit tihihihickles!" she cried, because she didn't know what else to say. He snickered and snuck one hand underneath her arm.

"Well I would sure hope so!" he teased, chuckling when she jet out a shrill shriek.

She reached out, tickling his sides in retaliation. Mike wasn't expecting that and he yelped, twisting away from her touch.

She grinned, following him with wiggling fingers and bringing him down.

"Nohoho Ehehel! Y-you ahahasked for ihihit!"

"And now it's your turn," she cooed, giggling to herself as she poked all over his torso. She liked building up anticipation, watching as Mike grew more nervous the more she prolonged her attack.

She finally struck, going for his ribs. Mike threw his head back in laughter, long gangly limbs flailing around.

The world may be falling apart around them, but for now, things were okay. They were both happy and laughing, but most importantly they were safe.

#tickletober #tickletober 2022 #el hopper #mike wheeler #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things tickle fic #ticklish!el #ticklish!mike #here y'all happy now? #day 28: distraction

[lotus-ashi]

Amorra oneshot - Flowers

Well, I was scrolling for my google docs and then I found this little thing. I improved it and corrected a lot of parts (anyway, I ask for forgiveness if I made some grammar mistake enough to make your eyes bleed) because WE NEED MORE AMORRA CONTENT. 

Disclaimer: It follows the AU “Amon and Korra are enemies with benefits, lol.” 

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“So… that was a nice detail.” Korra nonchalantly says, sending a brief look towards the vase with orchids over her bedside table. 

Amon follows her gaze and raises an eyebrow. Then, he remembers that she can’t see his expression. “What are you talking about?”

Her mouth shapes into a sly smile before she makes herself comfortable on his lap, placing her arms around his neck. The gesture is unusually coquettish coming from her, but he doesn’t complain. It has its appeal. 

“Don’t play silly. I know it was you who sent the bouquet. I gotta admit it, it was a good joke, although it wasn’t very fun having the girls and Pema asking me every minute of the day if I had a boyfriend.” Before Amon can say something, Korra adds. “And the orchids made Naga sneeze.”

Amon refrains from snorting because this entire situation is absolutely hilarious. A bouquet of orchids? Also, why would Korra think that a gift like that was supposed to mock her?

“It wasn’t me, Avatar.” He finally utters, tilting his head when he watches her flinching at his words. “What about the Councilman Tarrlok? Everyone in Republic City knows he has a taste for sending you stuff like that.” 

Korra huffs. “It was an anonymous gift, there’s no way he can do something without gloating, you know. ‘Avatar Korra, did you like the orchids I sent you?’” She kind of imitates the arrogant tone of the Councilman and Amon almost lets out a chuckle. She has a point about his brother, he acknowledges. “And, well… Mako is dating Asami, Boling gave up on me some time ago, so… I thought it was more probable you were making fun of me for doing something pretty oogie.”

Korra makes a disgusted look, but the red spreading across her cheeks and the way in which she avoids his gaze give her away. She is kind of disappointed.  His hands come to encircle her waist, his fingers softly digging into the soft skin beneath her shirt. Sensing it, she locks eyes with him. 

“Being the Avatar turns you into a celebrity for every bender of this city.” He remarks. He seems to spit out the words “Avatar” and “bender” and Korra frowns and balls her hands for a second. Whether it was for that or the condescending tone he is using, he isn’t sure. “It is, in any case, normal that you receive these details.”

The silence stretches between them after that. Amon sees conflict and shame dancing in her blue eyes as if her mind is working to apprehend the entire situation. Finally, she groans and untangles her arms from his neck to cross them over her chest.

“Just forget it. Anyway, I don’t like flowers so much.”

Amon never meant to feel something regarding the girl. If he approached her, it was to obtain information, monitor her closely, and get a hold of her. He has been gradually successful. He already has gotten into her bed. On the emotional side, he is watching the results right now. She is getting attached to him. But, for some reason, something stings in the back of his head seeing her like this. 

With a little amount of awkwardness, he caresses her from waist to hips, waiting for her reaction. Her apprehensive expression slowly changes, and Amon feels his pants start to tighten when he sees her bit her lip at him taking her breasts in his hands. Then, what he murmurs in her ear earns him a smirk from her.

“I didn’t fool the inept guards of Air Temple Island to merely talk.”

Enough signal for things to return to the status quo. 

He never is going to send her flowers. She is his enemy, not his lover, although he sometimes expects their nightly encounters more than he would like to admit. But his merciful gift for tonight is to erase the deception from her face.

#my fanfic stuff #amorra #Hurt/comfort I guess #But with little comfort