#I’m a hot mess wow ok

[brazilsho]

Request idea: JD meets a feisty country fem troll and literally is like “WOW OK, 👀 tough lady” and immediately thinks he’s got the rizz to win her over but gets humbled so fast, so now he’s just this simp chasing a country girlboss

━ FEISTY LADY

summary; the request <3.

notes; NAH I love this idea smsm that I HAD to immediately do this BC WHAT?!?! I generously don’t know what I’m writing ;-; AND ITS SO SHORT IM SO SORRY :‘)

side note; I didn’t actually mentioned that you are a county troll, sorry ‼️ and it’s cringe asf :‘)

When John first met you, he immediately knew you weren’t one to play with.

You where someone that didn’t let herself be fooled around and knows what she’s doing if someone would try something.

John though, found your toughness and fearlessness attractive in his words and wanted to try actually MANY times to either flirt with you or even interact with you.

Well actually he never tried it, he only had many scenarios about how he could talk to you and get your interests into talking to him but eh.. no.

Each time John saw you around, he wants to speak to you but you where a feisty one and didn’t really let anyone know you well, unless your someone you like. (*cough*)

You knew though by the way John looks at you always, that he wanted to speak to you, but you knew that he wouldn’t do it which makes you chuckle always.

Just like today again, John just casually saw you being the lady you are and his mind immediately went to the thought of flirting with you to get your attention and somehow his ego was that high today that he really decided to do it.

The moment though when he was close to you and you took notice of his approach, he was a humbling mess.

Trying so desperately to get a word out of his mouth while you just looked confused as hell on what’s wrong with him, until..

"Hey sweet cheek, are you a toaster? Because you’re even to hot for it to handle"

Oh dear.. you should see his face the moment he said that.. cheeks practically crimson red and him mumbling on and on about that he didn’t mean it.

You though, thought it was funny seeing him like this and actually even if his rizz wasn’t the best, you chuckled a little as you moved closer to him just a little,

"Nice try, handsome"

That’s all you said, playfully placing his googles over his eyes and moved away, but turning your hove over to see him now on the floor, practically giggling and simping over the fact that you even acknowledged him..

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#brozone x reader #trolls band together #trolls band together x reader #john dory trolls #john dory x reader #trolls x reader #dreamworks trolls #trolls brozone #trolls 3 #🩷 • brazilsho

[whalesforhands]

kaizen daycare! 4

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Your front door shuts behind you as you collapse into a pile onto your floor, your body finally getting the rest it needed after being condemned to additional stress.

Lukewarm miso soup is held up towards you by careful, shaking hands, fingers just too small, a little too unpracticed to be holding a full bowl up in attempts to feed you—

“Ah—!” It’s too much, even if he was concentrating so hard, with furrowed brows and a bitten lip. Strength was not able to find him despite his determination.

The plastic bowl tips over in his hands, dumping its contents onto your lap and soaking into your clothes, a choked yelp leaving you as your knee jerks up in response, banging against the marble support of the glass table as you bite down on your lip, tears of utter pain starting to form.

Megumi wants to cry. At his failure, at his lack of strength— He merely freezes in place as he begins to sputter tiny apologies, falling off of his seat in his haste to get to you. A clatter of chairs against the wood and rushing of little feet, calls of Suguru apologising in a panic and asking you to wait as he rushes to help clean the mess.

“I’ll get the cloth!” Tsumiki is already up and about as Mimiko and Nanako press their bibs onto your stained clothing, eyes panicked and begging you to not die as Satoru tries to calm the Megumi who looks like he was ready to burst into a crying fit, the utter gloom of knowing he had hurt you starting overwhelm him.

“(name)-sensei, are you ok?! Do you have ouchies—“

“Mimiko can go ask Daddy to give you medicine!”

“No, no! It’s okay, everyone! I’m fine, really!”You’re stroking Megumi’s head, ignoring your pain in favour of your gently patting against his scalp and tending to his growing disappointment that starts to manifest as tear streaks down his face and garbled apologies to you. His arms which keep reaching towards you as he starts to cry more— Does he want to be held—

“Gumi~! Daddy will make you happy!” The other grown adult who wasn’t hurriedly trying to clean the mess had already scooped up the little boy, swinging him up into the air.

“There, there. ‘S just a little soup, kid.”

“I think you should go and clean up a little, sweetheart. I’ll take it from here!” He sends a wink as he pats a crying Megumi’s back.

“Don’t worry everyone, I’ll be back soon…!”

“Nana and Mimi can follow—!”

“Nope, let’s help Papa clean up a little and let your sensei pretty up!”

(He must’ve sensed you needed to be alone for a little bit.)

The light burns on your thighs were starting to sting, making you wince slightly as you stumbled your way into the hall. Ah… You quite liked this outfit.

No. You slap both your cheeks, resolving yourself as you looked at the many doors ahead of you. This may be the same apartment building, considering their unit is right next to yours, but wow… The renovation they had done was definitely something else.

(Now which one is the bathroom…?)

Something tugs at your conscience as you mull over your options, unsteady feet just drawn towards the door furthest down the long hallway. Like clockwork, you find yourself just in front of it. A pull towards that specific room, a morbid curiosity that overtakes your mind.

Something is… Peculiar about this particular closed door. An itch that begged to be scratched, an odd, unsettling feeling setting in your stomach and making your skin crawl with nerves as your hand gingerly places itself on the knob. Fingers wrap around the handle, your breath held in prickling anticipation—

“I thought I’d find you here.”

You feel a looming presence behind you, warmth exceedingly close as a large hand places itself over yours, fingers intertwining with yours and successfully removing your touch from the doorknob. “That isn’t the door to the bathroom, darling.” A voice is breathed into your ear from behind, his breath hot and sultry and sending tingles through your veins as it fans against the sensitive area. “Satoru didn’t tell you?”

Now here you are, at home and face ablaze in excited embarrassment that makes you want to jump around and squeal and celebrate the fact that such a handsome guy did that to—

You need to stop before you start to get dizzy. You take in a breath, calming yourself down as you head towards your room. Coughing into your fist to maintain some form of decency as you walk past your paraphernalia of merchandise of a certain game to boot up your PC.

There’s a reason you tend to always reject invitations after working hours.

How embarrassing, how shameful would it be for your kids to know that you, their respectable teacher who is nothing short of sweet, put-together and lovely in all possible forms—

Is merely just a hopeless shut-in who preferred to game all day? And not just any game, mind you, the top MMORPG of all-time; Jujutsu Kaisen.

——

[whisper] satouuu: heyyyy, u farming the event tdy? u came on so late!!!

[whisper] me: i dont wanna. im only on for dailies

[whisper] satouuu: whattttttt? what a waste, there’s event exp boost for like the next 3 days tho

Experience boosters… Oh. You remember Shoko telling you about something like that during one of her breaks that had her wandering into the daycare room to kill time with you and the kids. Your fingers fly to your keyboard to reply, only to be stopped by a rapid change in conversation.

[whisper] satouuu: and listen, listen u wouldn’t believe it !!!

[whisper] satouuu: i just had the most delicious dinner made by my two wives~

Did satouuu just eat too? How coincidental.

[whisper] me: lol everytime you talk about ur 2 wives u give major creep

[whisper] satouuu: stay jealous and alone lol. me, my wife-husband and my future wife are all gonna be happy here~ o(｀ω´ )o

What a smug bastard, honestly. Though, you can’t really fault him if his life is as happy as he makes it out to be.

[whisper] me: i ate some homemade stuff today too btw. ur not special o(｀ω´ )o

[whisper] satouuu: but i am special tho; check it out （＾ν＾）

[user satouuu has sent you an in-game screenshot!]

[whisper] satouuu: i got the new limited mount after just a little bit of farming!

That easily?! Well… That’s enough to snare you in his addicted little paws.

[whisper] me: ok just a little bit then

(‘A little bit’ ended up in you leveling up 30 levels.)

[whisper] me: i need a break

[whisper] satouuu: that’s a joke right? lol

No. Absolutely not. Your eyes were dry, your fingers were starting to ache and your back is starting to hurt. So you swiftly reject him, and quite crudely at that.

[whisper] satouuu: meanie Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)ﾉ

Your joints pop as you finally get onto your feet, arms raised over your head to really feel the stretch of your body and the release of tension.

You need some fresh air.

——

The night air feels revitalizing, the chilly wind against your face refreshing as you take another sip from the small carton.

“What are you drinking?”

You suddenly feel an urge to lie. To tell him that you’re drinking hard liquor, that it was some variant of a popular beer brand, heck, even water would be fine.

(But you don’t.)

It’s… Not too childish, is it? “It’s… Chocolate milk.”

(From the recent collaboration with Jujutsu Kaisen.)

You hear him chuckle, amethyst eyes flickering to glance at the packaging where a mascot of a some-what ugly, but charming one-eyed cat was.

“How cute.” You, not the milk. But he’ll let you misunderstand to save you the embarrassment anyway. Lithe fingers pull out a cigarette from its packaging, only the crinkling of the plastic and the breeze of the night wind in your ears as you stare up at the cloudy night sky.

“Cigarette?”

You shake your head, continuing to stare up at dark blues reflected into your eyes. “I don’t smoke.”

You let the silence stretch on, only the night ambience and the sounds of him breathing out smoke somewhat making you… Relaxed despite the unexpected company that you had met coincidentally. It’s nice to have a quiet, peaceful end to the day.

“I guess we have a pretty moon tonight, huh?”

He stiffens at your words, cigarette falling from his hands and onto his floor as a blush envelops his face, a shiver of delight going down his spine as his head snaps towards you.

“Hmm?” Your gaze meets his confusedly, even tilting your head to the side as you watch his palm cover his mouth in shameful realization. “Suguru-san, what’s the—“

It’s only then that what you said just registered in your mind.

“A-Ah, no, no! I-I d-didn’t mean anything like—!” Please let this balcony floor beneath you break right now and plummet you into a hole.

He only laughs as you dizzily tried to find your words, looking up at the moon you had been so entranced up at.

“I guess it is quite beautiful.”

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Notes:

If you don’t get it, “月が綺麗ですね?” (The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?) is an outdated, almost cringeworthy way to say “I love you.” It’s from the Meiji period, please do not try saying this to any Japanese person to save yourself face.

“Daddy, what are ya playing?” Mimiko is already crawling onto the seated man’s lap, dragging her plushie up with her as her back settles against the grown man’s abdomen.

“Daddy’s busy at work, sweetie.” He continues clicking away, a myriad of colours reflecting onto his eyes as his tongue peeks out in concentration.

“Papa said you need to go sleepy.” Her brown eyes glance over at the wall-mounted clock. “You promised us a story today…”

“Mmm, how about 10 more minutes sweetie? Daddy has a boss to kill.”

“So work is just kwilling things?” She tilts her head as she keeps her stare at the screen, brown eyes narrowing slightly when a burst of colourful colours fill her gaze. Adulting must be hard.

“Yep! My Mimiko is so smart, isn’t she?”

You’re fully convinced ‘satouuu’’s 2 wives compose of only his actual spouse (if he really did have one) and his weird imaginations.

Ieiri Shoko plays with you too. She goes by ‘shosei’ online.

satouuu character profile username: satouuu level: 500 (MAX) class: special-grade sorcerer notes: Short white hair and glowing blue eyes hidden behind an ugly blindfold which he claims looks cool. Facial features uncannily handsome without said blindfold. Makes you wonder how long he spent on character creation. Character cosmetics can go both ways, ranging from wearing an eggplant costume to brand new, extremely expensive get-ups. Very annoying to talk to.

nvy’s aftertalk:

making loser mcs is my absolute favourite past time

#kdc au #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satosugu x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #gojo x reader

[stardew-shitposterino]

Stardew Valley Bachelors and how they’d react if you told them you’ve never dated anyone before

Headcanons about our baby girls :3 “Never dated” also refers to no romantic experience whatsoever. The Farmer is gender neutral, for Harvey’s it could be read as afab but I leave that up to your imagination

Content warning: mild nsfw

Sam:

-he doesn’t care because same LMFAO

-admittedly, he feels more comfortable with that piece of knowledge as he doesn’t feel as pressured to do everything right

-“wow, Farmer, really?! I wouldn’t have guessed, but me neither! B-but don’t worry, we will handle this together. This will be so much fun!”

-he’s excited to explore this new chapter of your life together…with lots of kissies

-can’t believe he is the first person to call you his’ and feels extremely flattered by it. He won’t shut up about it when he’s with Abi and Seb

-the smexy time with him will be a blast though. He’s maybe not the most skilled lover, but his enthusiasm makes up for all of it. He helps you relax and take it light. Be prepared for lots of praise and absent-minded filth coming from his mouth

Sebastian:

-homeboy really doesn’t give a shit tbh, he doesn’t even give you a big reaction

-we both know he hasn’t dated before either, but it’s nothing of his concern either

-“…ok, that’s cool…(?)” *proceeds playing games on his console”

-though you don’t have any reference points, he’s still trying to be the best boyfriend he can be for you because you deserve it (he won’t say that though)

-what can I say, he’s pretty indifferent 🤷🏼‍♀️

-about intimate business though…he has no clue what to do and wished at least you knew, but you both make it work. The first time is a bit too gentle, but that will change once you get the hang of it. It’s nerve-wrecking to him but he’s also excited to learn all these new things with you and make you feel good

Harvey:

-Harvey wouldn’t mind either way, he knows you’re an adult and that you can choose to live your life however you want to with whoever

-buuuut, unlike with the others, it makes him even more anxious that he is your first partner and wants to make everything right.

-“I’m not the most exciting guy, but I’ll try my best to make this relationship perfect for you, because you deserve nothing but the best.”

-His last relationship was years ago, so this feels new to him as well. He takes things slow with you, especially since he’s very shy and needs to ease into things as well. Everything being new to you makes him feel young again

-feels guilty for going further with you too as he doesn’t want to mess things up. He knows how painful and uncomfortable it can be and wants you to remember it fondly, peppering you with lots of kisses, soft touches, hand holding and prep work

-overall, he’s the best first boyfriend you could ever wish for. He’s caring, polite and cute :3

Elliott:

-ma man, ma boy, he has waited for this moment

-Elliott is a notorious romantic, of course he will take this opportunity to make your time with him the most special experience of your entire life

-“It will be a pleasure to show you the world through rose-coloured glasses, my love. *kisses your hand all so gently*. So you won’t ever forget that you are the light of my life, that you are loved.”

-not that he wouldn’t wanna do that if you had dated anyone before, but he goes along with things differently depending on your experience

-if you’re new to this, he will take it slow. The last he wants is to push you to do things you’re not comfortable with

-he’s a very romantic man, but that also encapsulates that he’s a very sexual man ( not in a creepy perv way of course, just very passionate about the whole gist of being intimate). But he waits with that for a LOOOONG time before he plans a romantic bedroom date with a hot bath, rose petals and body oils if he knows it’s your first relationship

-a lot of rom-com-esque adventures await you with this fine gentleman, and the build up to the big night will be worth the patience ;)

Shane:

-Quite frankly? He’s flustered the house lol

-I’m talking big rosy blush across his face and big eyes

-like, you chose HIM to be your first? Really?!

-he always thought highly of you, but now he has to reconsider how smart you could possibly be when you want him to be your first relationship

-“Uh, wow…a-and you’re sure you want to make this experience with me ?! Of all people?!”

-He has had many meaningless hookups in the past, but relationships….oof they weren’t that deep, and he never cared about any of them like he cares about you.

-He tries his best. He’s not an anxious mess like Harv, but he still watches how he behaves around you because he doesn’t want to break your spirit regarding relationships…he doesn’t want you to feel the way he has felt about love and trust

-though he had some hookups, it’s been A WHILE K, so he has major anxiety around your first time together. As much as he’d love to devour you, his anxiety makes him avoid it for the longest time. He wants nothing but the best for you, and he still doesn’t think highly of himself, not to mention his chub. But at some point, he is able to let his guard down as he knows you wouldn’t judge him for something like that ever.

Alex:

-ALEX, my precious…well yeah he is stoked ngl LOL

-he is a whole jock jerk but that’s all a facade, so this piece of information makes him a little less anxious but the more excited to give it his all to make this a one-of-a-kind experience to you

-“wait, REALLY?! That’s aweso- I mean, that’s interesting. I can consider myself a lucky guy to be your first boyfriend. You won’t ever regret it, I promise 😉” *dies on the inside and wants nothing but to scream in excitement*

-BUT it also boosts his ego through the roof. He can’t believe he is the guy that made you want to go the next step, especially as no one else made you want to have a relationship before him

-He’s nothing but a good old-fashioned lover boy. Man grew up with his grandparents, one of them being Evelyn (my precious granny), so he has some manners and knows how to treat a lady (if you’re not a lady, he will treat you like one regardless because that’s all he knows lol)

-I’m sorry but…man’s horny, and though he wants to take things slow for your sake, he will take the first opportunity to take you to bed with him let’s b real. He will be gentle with you and tries his best to make it “first time friendly”, but it is very hard for him as he has dreamed about this since the first time you’ve met.

#stardew valley #sdv shane #sdv #sdv bachelors #shane stardew valley #stardew valley shane #stardew shane #shane sdv #sdv harvey #sebastian sdv #stardew sebastian #sam sdv #sdv sam #stardew sam #sdv Alex #Stardew Alex #Stardew Elliott #sdv Elliott #sdv headcanons #stardew valley headcanons

[sinsandsweetness]

Girl I have a weird fantasy about Daryl being a trucker before the world ended, like he’s older and picks me up on the side of the road after I’ve left home and tells me if he’s gonna take me where I want I go, I’ve gotta give him somthing to make it worth it.

Then giving him sloppy road-head and getting fucked in the cab till I’m dumb

Absolutely love your writing babe 😘

I actually rlly love this. especially since I’ve dated a truck driver who looks like young Norman and will literally sleep the whole time in the cab when he goes on jobs…

I imagine you sitting in the passenger seat, cross legged and snacking on some licorice from a gas station. You’re almost 6 hours into the drive. Still another two nights until you’re in the state you actually want to be in. Nice and far from all the bullshit you’re running away from.

Daryl keeps glancing over at you reading your book, leaned up against the window. Paying special attention to how short your denim cutoffs are and how tight your white tanktop is. Leaving almost nothing to the imagination. The thought dawns on him that in two hours, when the sun has set and both of your eyelids are getting all heavy, he’ll have to pull over at a rest stop. And when he saw you with your duffel bag and your bright red boots, sticking your thumb out as you walked along the shoulder of the highway, he didn’t think about the fact that there’s only one bed in the cab. One, tiny, little mattress, and two of you. You’re way too far in the middle of nowhere to find a motel either. No service. No trace of civilization for at least a couple hundred miles.

Wow. You must be stupid or something. To get in a truck with a stranger. Hell, he could have been some kind of creep. Have you seen any horror movie ever?

He looks back over at you during his internal questioning. Gosh you’re pretty. Effortlessly stunning. Hair a little wild and undone. No makeup on that he can tell at least, but he’s never really been good at noticing that stuff anyway. You’ve got layers of mixed metal jewelry. Necklaces and rings and earrings. All glimmering in the golden hour sun. You kicked your boots off hours ago. Blue polish all chipped off nearly all of your toes. Truthfullt, you’re kind of a mess. A pretty one though.

“What?” You ask him, your honeyed voice brings his brain back to earth.

“Oh- uh… nothin’,” he looks back at the road. Where he should be looking anyway. “Just, it’s gonna be dark soon. Won’t be able to read.” He keeps darting his gaze over at you while he talks.

“That’s ok. I’m sure I’ll find something else to entertain myself with.”

“You should try and sleep. Don’t think we’ll pass a motel until tomorrow night.”

“Oh that’s okay, I’ll just sleep when you do.”

He was hoping you wouldn’t. He was hoping he could avoid the awkwardness of the sleeping situation altogether.

“Yeah, I mean if you want. There’s only one bed so I just thought-“

“What, you don’t wanna share?” You’re giving him a look that he can’t decipher. Are you… flirting with him? You toss your book into your bag and unbuckle your seatbelt.

“Uh- what are you- what are you doin’?” He asks as you climb into the back.

“Well since you’re kickin’ me to the floor I guess I’ll try and catch some z’s before you pull over.” He’s glancing back every few seconds. Trying to keep his attention on the road, but a little too intrigued by you peeling your shorts off to succeed in doing it.

“I’m not- I wouldn’t make you sleep on the floor, I just didn’t- I don’t want to -“ fuck. He didn’t want you to feel like you had to sleep with him. Like you had to share the dingy little sleeper cab that can barely fit his own broad shoulders, let alone another person. An incredibly attractive and insanely good smelling girl. One that’s bending over to fix the sheets and baring her lacy hot pink thong in the process. His eyes widen and get all shifty. Should he look? Should he pretend he doesn’t see?

“Don’t want to what? Sleep with me?” You scoff as you sit back on the bed thing your hair up into a messy blob at the top of your head with a hair tie.

“No I-”

“Don’t worry, I know what you mean. But I really don’t mind. In fact, I probably owe you anyway.”

“O-owe me? I already told you I’m going your way anyhow.” He says, reminding you of his refusal to take any cash.

“I know, but you’ve been so nice and sweet for picking me up in the first place. Wanna make it up to you.” You’re voice is low and sultry. And your words go straight to the tent in his jeans, the one that’s been half hard and ignored since he first invited you into the truck. He glances back at your half naked frame, relaxing into the sleeper cab mattress. Seeing your tanned legs and pretty panties. Wild hair and a playful, up to absolutely no good look in your eyes.

He wants to focus on the road. He does. But his mind is racing with all the ways you could make it up to him. Since you’re offering that is. And he really doesn’t know how much longer he can pretend he doesn’t want to pull over and plow you til the sun comes up. Especially with the way you’re looking at him, hand trailing down to tickle at the waistband of your underwear, biting your lip and flipping through your own filthy fantasies about the handsome, young trucker who’s been kind enough to help you out.

He catches your gaze as he glances back once more and the lustful look in his baby blues sends a jolt straight between your legs. You smile and lick your lips, wanting to be extra clear of your intentions,

“I’m ready whenever you are, pretty boy.”

#daryl dixon x reader #Daryl x you #Daryl x reader #daryl x y/n #preapocalypse daryl #daryl daydream #daryl imagine #daryl Drabble #reader insert

[sevenpoyo]

this got deleted like 5 times this version is nothing like the original and i don’t know how tumblr works

By time you meet denji, he know you you work at the noodle shop or bakery and feed him and pochita. Or maybe he’s seen you with the yakuza guys he owns more money than he’s ever seen to, or maybe some t.v show or porno he watched second hand. Either way he knows you, but when you’re introduce yourself, saying the name that is distantly familiar to him, and looking at him with the most captivating eyes he’s ever seen. When you’re giving him a look so warm and all encompassing that makes him feel full like a hot meal from the old guy who thinks that denji is his grandson.

Your smile spells out warm fresh bread and sweet fruit jam as you ask his name once, twice, three times and the concern that overtakes your features at the fourth time you ask him, makes that full feeling turn into nausea. Like finding a bee hive and gourging himself on too sweet honey. He nearly collapses when your voice actually reaches his ears and he hears you talking to him, the gentle melody of “are you alright? are you feeling well? what the hell!? can you even here me?!?” You step closer looking for any indication of injury besides his despondency, and he’s knocked back into reality.

He has to say something back! You’ll probably get sick of standing here with him if he doesn’t! You’ll leave! every alarm in his brains is screaming it over and over and over! You’ll leave. You’ll leave! You’ll leave! You’ll leave! You’ll leave! You’ll leave. Look at you! Of course you weren’t sticking around!

You’re leaving! He feels that warm kind look leave him and he feels exactly what he is again, he’s a poor starving street rat who’s missed his chance of someone like you looking at him with soft, warm, nice feelings that he’s never felt and will likely never feel again. His one shot at being something to someone. lost. wasted. you’re turning around to leave the skinny mess of a teenage boy in front that couldn’t even respond when you asked him the most simple questions. Using all the strength in his body he sputters, forcing out breath that reeks of hunger into your face and finally coughs up his name.

“i’m uh- my names Denji. i’m fine! i can hear! i’m Denji and- this is pochita!” please look at him again. denji leans closer to see over your shoulder, please look at him. then you dig up a water bottle, and a granola bar and he’s in love. you’re staying, your gonna feed him, and he feels closer to heaven then he’s ever been. Maybe he’s dead, and you’re an angel. Denji didn’t much believe that he deserved to go to heaven- or that pochita would still be with him. but he thought all devils were inhuman looking, and you just looked lovely to him.

“ok then Denji, i’m gonna need your full name. i’m worried that you may be concussed. do you know what year it is? do you feel nauseous?” now he thinks it make sense if you were and angel angel’s use big words.

“huh? what’s concussed mean? and nas- noushis?” his mouth was watering as he fumbled to unwrap the granola bar.

“oh god! denji can you tell me where you live? are you parents home?” shit! he can’t take you back to his shack! you’ll leave for sure if he takes you to that shithole!

“i lost my house keys! that’s why i’m outside! and my head is fine! i’m just really hungry!”

“ok, i’ll just stay to make sure. do you want to go somewhere to eat or something? this place gives me bad vibes.” Wow, this has to be heaven. there’s not other way that this could happen to denji.

“sure! but uh.. i don’t have any money on me. ” he didn’t have any money at all, but why get stuck up on details?

“that’s fine! i’ll pay since we’re friends now, and we could put your little friend in my book bag!” you said referencing pochita. who is now running laps around the two of you,

that makes denji take back what he said earlier. this wasn’t heaven, you were.

#denji csm #csm x reader #denji x reader #denji hayakawa #denji my beloved #yandere csm #yandere denji

[ynbabe]

The Flash x male!reader :- pt.2 incorrect quotes

Barry, joking: Two brooooos! Y/n, going along: Chillin' in a hot tub! Barry: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay! Y/n: Barry: Y/n: *tearing up* Barry: Babe, c'mon... Y/n: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING. Barry: Babe...

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Y/n: I love you. Barry, not paying attention: What was that? Y/n: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

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Barry, after Y/n saved his life multiple times: I owe you one. Y/n, ex villain, who got hunted by the team after those times: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

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Barry: Are you trying to seduce me? Y/n: Why, are you seducible?

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Barry, in the cortex: Wow, Y/n, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Y/n, tired of his shit: We literally slept together yesterday. Barry, ignoring cisco and caitlin’s shocked pikachu faces: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Y/n: Bro, I had a dream we fucked. Barry: Bro, relax it was just a dream. Y/n: Huh, gay, I wouldn’t fuck you. Barry: You wouldn’t? Y/n: I mean, unless you want to-

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Barry: Are you ready to commit? Y/n, ex villain: Like, a crime or a relationship?

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Y/n: The stars are so beautiful... Barry: They're just giant balls of gas. Y/n: Aww man, Barr that’s not what I- Barry: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Y/n: Oh...

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Y/n: When are we gonna fuck? Barry: What? Y/n: Oh sorry autocorrect. When are we gonna hang out? Barry: First of all that two words isn't even close to each other. And second of all, this is a verbal conversation..

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Barry, after catching an evil speedster: The best revenge, really, is being nice! Y/n, ex evil speedster, now in love with Barry: [in the distance] Or murder.

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Barry: I have a problem Y/n, after being locked in the accelerator jail for a month: does it involve me? Barry: no, but-- Y/n: then suffer in silence

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Caitlyn: Isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other people? Cisco: Plane tickets? Barry: Concert tickets? Y/n: Prostitution? Caitlyn, holding their broken frames: Glasses.

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Caitlyn: Wake me up… Cisco: Before you go go! Barry: When September ends… Y/n: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

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Caitlyn: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them. Suggestions? Cisco: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you. Barry: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two. Y/n: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm no longer taking suggestions.

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Caitlyn: I think Y/n was right. Cisco: I'm surprised he hasn’t marched in here to say 'I told you so.' Barry: He wouldn't do that. Y/n: You're right, Barry. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that. Y/n: *turns around, the shirt they're wearing says 'Y/n Told You So' on the back*

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Barry: Have you seen a person named 'Y/n' around here? Dr.Wells: Ugh, yes. He made a horrible mess of the blood fountain. Cisco: It looks fine to me? Caitlyn: IT USED TO BE WATER!!!

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Barry: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Y/n: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Barry: ... Barry: You mean ring bearER, right? Y/n: ... Barry: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

#dc x male reader #dc x reader #dc the flash #dc flash #dc #flash x reader #The Flash #Caitlin Snow #cisco ramon

[melodygatesauthor]

OK being brave here I have a thing about red lipstick, and sucking cock and it gets everywhere over your lips the cock and balls their stomach, thighs and public area. So I was thinking the other day I don't wear make-up alot but when I do my hubby does nuts. So I was daydreaming about either the moon boys but especially Jake for some reason reacting the same way when he sees you wearing red lippy. P.s I know I'm weird lol 😆

Paint it Red

Jake Lockley X f!Reader

MINI THIS FUCKING PROMPT THIS ONE RIGHT HERE. OMG. I hope I did it justice because WOW. So hot lol.

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, oral m receiving, cum eating, blowjob, makeup, messy makeup

Word Count: 483

You knew you were in for it the moment Jake got home from a long night driving the cab and he saw you in that red lipstick. You didn’t wear it every night, but whenever he was irritated, you knew it would make him happy to see you in it.

And oh it did. Within seconds of walking through the door he had you on your knees with his cock buried in your throat; you gagging and choking over the length of it. Saliva coated his thighs and pubic area the longer he fucked your mouth.

“Fuck…bebita, you look so good. Look at those pretty red lips.” He cooed, looking down at you.

You looked up at him, eyes leaking from the gagging you’d been enduring. You noticed the next time you got closer to his pubic hair that his thighs were marked with the red makeup you’d adorned just for him. When you pulled back, you saw that his length was also covered in lipstick.

“Mm. Keep painting me all red like that amor.” Jake urged.

He put a hand on the back of your head and fucked into your mouth harder. You must’ve looked like a mess, lipstick all over your face, mascara running down your cheeks, drool dripping down your chin and onto your chest. Jake was simply beaming when you looked up at him, proud of himself for defiling you this way.

“Keep your mouth open bebita.” He ordered, pulling your head back off his cock.

Jake pursed his lips, dropping a glob of spit into your mouth. He took his free hand and wrapped it around his girth before putting his balls over your lips.

“I wanna be covered in it, keep going amor.” He grunted hungrily the moment your mouth closed over his skin gently.

He started jerking his cock while you kept working on his balls, taking one in your mouth at a time, slurping over them sloppily. Jake’s head flew back. Your lips made a pop sound as you released one of his testicles and admired it. You wondered how much lipstick was left on your face given the amount you’d transferred onto his skin.

“Don’t stop, I’m…I’m almost there.” He urged, pulling your head back to his balls once more.

He started jerking himself faster, fist nearly brushing against your nose while he did. You moaned again grabbing his hips and burying your nose into his balls, inhaling the smell of his musk while you lazily sucked them. Jake’s thighs tensed under your palms and his sack tightened on your lips. Hot spurts of cum hit you in the face, you loved the way it felt, and even more the way it tasted as you pulled a glob into your mouth and swallowed.

Jake let out a sigh of relief, “good job bebita. Now, time for you to make a mess of my face.”

Melody's Birthday Celebration

Celebration Masterlist

#jake lockley #moon knight #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley smut #moon knight x reader #moon knight smut #steven grant #jake lockley x you #jake lockley fiction #jake lockley headcanon #moon knight drabble #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight fic #melodysbirthdaycelebration #melodysbirthday

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Dubious Benefits

Pairings: Claudio Castagnoli x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, slight degradation, dirty talk.

Editor: @thenightmareismyreality

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl

“I need to find someone to fuck, no strings attached, so I can get rid of this stress before I have a heart attack!” That was the statement that started this mess over a year ago.

They started this as good friends, but then that friendship started coming with, shall we say, benefits. Perks if you will, that would eventually complicate things, but for the time being, were pretty handy and mutually beneficial.

She needed a distraction, just a few hours where her mind could shut off, and she would only have to listen to her body’s needs and be fully in the moment

Claudio on the other hand needed intimacy. Over the years, he had grown tired of fucking random women without any kind of attachment. Sure it was nice back in the day, but now he needed more.

“I need something more than that. I need the security, the intimacy of just laying around in a comfortable silence, enjoying someone else’s company without it being awkward or uncomfortable. I want to be able to have a nice conversation before and after the fucking, maybe have casual talks while we cook dinner or watch tv. I want someone who knows me and will fulfill me emotionally too, not just physically. Is that weird?” He asked before looking at her while she sat across from him on the couch.

“No, it’s not” She hid her teasing smirk behind a handful of cheese puffs “You’re just getting old, my dude”

She couldn’t hold back her laugh though when the pillow that was resting on top of Claudio’s thighs hit her perfectly on the head, messing up her hair before it fell on top of the rug.

Claudio was always dressed in his best attire whenever he came to visit her.

She even teased him once, saying that he should show up dressed in sweatpants for a change so that she didn’t feel like this was becoming some kind of a serious relationship.

“I only dress equivalent to the beauty of the woman I am visiting, biberli” He winked

“Why do you call me that, by the way? Is that some sort of secret curse word used by Swiss people that I’m not aware of?” She teased, with a chuckle

“No” Claudio grinned, “Biberli is a sweet, it’s two slices of sweet gingerbread held together with a sticky honey-almond filling. It’s like you, sweet and soft on the inside but also has that spicy outside that has my mouth watering” He playfully growled, before running after her up the stairs to her bedroom.

The cherry lip tint that she applied had begun to dry up when the doorbell rang. She ran barefoot to the front door, her hand closed around the doorknob and she opened it to find a large bouquet of red and white roses.

“Great, now you bring flowers too?! Can you be less perfect, please? For my heart's sake” She teased with a smirk

“Wow, you look gorgeous!” Claudio smiled widely, making her cheeks feel hot from embarrassment. He handed her the flowers and she thanked him before stepping aside so he could come in.

“I’ll put this in a vase” She stated, while walking towards the kitchen “Make yourself at home, ok? I just need to grab a few things and then we can go”

After setting the flowers on top of the counter she turned around to find Claudio standing behind her

“Jesus, you scared me” She chuckled.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. But you forgot to give me something”

“Oh, shit. You want something to drink? Sorry, I didn’t hear you asking for anyth-“

Claudio took one step forward, trapping her body in between himself and the counter. His hands were inside his navy blue dress pants pockets and as his head leaned down, she felt herself drowning in his scent.

“Schmatz” Was the only thing he whispered against her lips.

She gave him a soft peck on the lips and Claudio leaned back, giving her the false impression that he would let her step aside. Once she did, he hooked his finger around the belt loop of her flared pants, quickly pulling her back to her previous position.

Claudio’s hands cupped her cheeks and held her head in place as he captured her lips in a needy kiss.

“If I remember correctly a ‘schmatz’ is a peck on the lips” She giggled breathlessly as he pulled her closer to his body. Claudio’s hands traveled down her curves, marking their favorite path down her body.

“It is. But I couldn’t help myself” His hands cupped her breasts through the light pink satin tank top seconds before his fingers pulled the spaghetti straps down her shoulders.

Claudio’s lips gave open mouth kisses to her neck, traveling down her body and taking the same path his fingers had traced mere seconds ago.

“Shit” She moaned when his tongue traced small circles on the sensitive points of her neck and collarbone “You know that if you keep this up we're going to be late, right? And you hate being late”

Claudio’s tongue traced a lined from her neck to her chin until he reached her bottom lip “I do” He whispered “That’s why I came to pick you up 3 hours early”

She felt him smirking against her lips before she cackled “Oh, so you purposely came early so you could take advantage of me? Where did all that chivalry of yours go, Mr. Castagnoli?”

“I am a gentleman, biberli” Claudio placed her on top of the kitchen island and slowly began to pull her pants down her legs “I treat women as they wish to be treated. It’s not my fault that you love being treated like a cheap slut who gets fucked on top of a kitchen island, in broad daylight, with the curtains wide open for all the neighbors to see” His small shrug only caused her to chuckle.

“Asshole” She teased, being taken by surprise when Claudio ripped her emerald colored lace thong and placed it in his dress pants pocket.

“Not right now, biberli. I missed your pussy way too much to fuck you in the ass. But if you behave like a good girl for me, then maybe I’ll think about fucking your ass the way you like it later tonight”

Claudio tapped his tip against her clit, making her whine his name and pull him closer.

The only word her brain could form was “Please”

“Please, what? You have to be more clear than that” He chuckled and mocked, mimicking her voice “Please, sir, put your cock in my pussy, I need it in me” Claudio laughed when she narrowed her eyes at his mockery. He continued to rub his tip against her clit and continued:

“Or perhaps it’s: ‘Please, sir, fuck my ass’. Which one is it, Bibi?”

“What about: please sir, shut the fuck up because your mouth is ruining my mood?” She retorted as she plastered on a fake smile.

Claudio chuckled, pressing his tip against her entrance and thrusting his hips forward ,he felt her walls beginning to close around him as he spoke “If I wasn’t so horny right now, I would show you exactly how well my mouth can ruin you, biberli”

“Is this your way of telling me you missed fucking me and your hand wasn’t enough to give you relief? Aww, look at that, the old man really is a softy” She teased, lips spreading into a wide smile once she felt his stubble scraping the delicate skin of her neck.

“Old man?” Claudio laughed breathlessly “Tell me, who got you this wet by just speaking a few words to you, bibi?”

“You did, old man” She teased again “Unfortunately you’re that good”

“Unfortunately? Is this a burden to you? Are you performing an act of charity for an old man in need? Should I leave?” Claudio smirked, as he rolled his hips before thrusting deeply in her. His pace changed from insanely fast to slow and deep whenever he felt himself or her getting close to the edge.

“Fuck” She moaned against Claudio’s lips “You’re not allowed to leave until you give me a handful of orgasms and food, old man”

Claudio captured her lips as his pace gradually sped up. Their tongues danced slowly around each other, lips getting sucked, pulled and nibbled on.

“So you just want me for my dick and wallet? Rude”

They laughed in sync as Claudio’s nails sank into the skin of her hips. She could feel the burning sensation of his scratching on her skin, and she reveled in the feeling of his primal urges.

“I don’t care about your wallet, but I do love your dick” She teased breathlessly, her arms closed around Claudio’s neck to pull him closer. “Although you have some other qualities that are pretty amazing too”

“Really? And what are those?” Claudio pulled back to look in her face, his hips thrusting back and forth slowly as he pushed her sweaty hair away from her face.

“Your ego is already humongous and very hard to deal with, we don’t need to make it even bigger” She cackled

“But you just said that you love my cock” He pouted playfully, causing her to take a quick bite into the pumped flesh

“I hate you” She laughed before asking “Faster, please. I want faster, fuck me hard”

Claudio’s head buried itself in the crook of her neck, with his hands gripping tightly to handfuls of flesh on her hips as he held her in place.

She never knew a man could be this fast until they began to have sex. Claudio was a fucking machine in the flesh, the positions and pacing were worthy of a sex god. She didn’t know how he could do all of this but fuck was he amazing! Not only as a lover but as a friend, as a person, as a man…she was certain she would never be able to find a man as perfect as Claudio in her life.

“I missed you so fucking much” He whispered against her cheek. One of his hands traveled down to her mound, circling her clit and adding the needed pressure to help her cum faster.

“I missed you too” She whispered back, hands cupping his cheeks, eyes searching him with need. “I can’t hold it anymore, Claudie. Please”

Claudio’s hips settled for a new pace again, only this time, torturously slow. He dragged himself in and out of her without a hurry, his dark eyes focusing on her face and savoring her every feature, as he felt himself getting intoxicated in her beauty and being. She was the sun to his gloomy days, her sarcastic humor was a remedy for his seriousness, her loud and over the top laugh was a siren that brought him back to reality when everything else managed to overwhelm him, her touch was comforting like a warm blanket in the freezing winter, her smile hid the perfect amount of teasing and sweetness that constantly reminded him to not take things so seriously, her child-like spirit taught him how let things go every once in a while, her kind heart lull him to peace when his perfectionist traits began to haunt him, her body was like a glass of water in the screeching sun, and her being summed up everything he wished to find in a partner.

Claudio’s hips froze in place,as he stood there, buried inside of her, hands touching her skin, eyes wandering around her face, and for an instant he caught himself asking *Is this what it feels like? Is this how…*

*True love feel like?* She finished the same question in her mind, before they leaned forward to each other’s lips to find the answer.

#claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #claudio castagnoli #blackpool combat club x reader #blackpool combat club imagine #blackpool combat club #masochist writes

[ryuichirou]

Replies

We have a couple of asks about yesterday’s drawing of Deuce and Epel (and a bunch of other asks too!), but I’ll start with an ask related to commissions. Thank you for your questions <3

Anonymous asked:

Is there anything you won’t do for commissions, i.e. OC x Canon, something too complicated, etc

I’m okay with almost anything, OC x Canon, complicated stuff, kink and gore included. That being said, I might decline some ships + certain top/bottom dynamics. In any case, everything is negotiable and I am willing to discuss alternative options, so if feel free to DM/email me, and we’ll discuss it.

Sorry for the inconvenience and thank you for your interest!

Anonymous asked:

now i’m picturing deuce and epel holding hands while they’re being railed <3

Awwww! This is sweet. They’re supporting each other…

hipsterteller asked:

Oh Deuce and Epel are screwed

About to get Yeahh, I know, these poor guys :”(

Anonymous asked:

ok but who but deuce and epel in those cute outfits. they’re so detailed too!

Thank you so much!! I’m happy you like it! Seifukus are so much fun, I love drawing them. It was Katsu’s idea to combine them with their dorm uniform colours, and I’m very glad that we did that.

Anonymous asked:

sees the deuce and epel art, head begins to play the song shota shota island vocaloid

Wow, that’s an oldie! A genre of vocaloid songs that seems to be dead but never forgotten…

Looking this one up now, and wow even the pose is similar LOL

Anonymous asked:

to be fair, 4chan x instagram is probably more fun of a ship name than, like, 3B class, it's funny to see Idia being the 4chan of the ship XDD

(this is related to the reply where I described Idia and Cater that way...)

Thank you lol The more I think about it the better it sounds to be honest. Idia has such strong vibes of a person with certain types of opinions…

Anonymous asked:

So what you think of Ortho as a bodyguard to Vil? Think of it like Vil isn't safe on his own because of stalkers, Ortho will prepare to obliterate them.

Rook could also work as a bodyguard.

Both Rook and Ortho would make great bodyguards! Both of them are powerful enough to notice both stalkers and paparazzi right away and either cover/protect Vil or dispose of any inconvenience before Vil even notices it himself.

It is an interesting concept, Anon.

While we were discussing it, we joked how Rook or Ortho are actually protecting the stalkers from Vil, because if stalkers somehow manage to take either of them out and go directly to Vil, Vil is going to kick the shit out of them lol

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

Random headcanon: I think while he's so clean and proper, Greenhill LOVES to make/see Violet's makeup smeared and ruined. Either from heavily making out in the Swan Gazebo when no one's around or from completely fucking after a show they performed, the man gets so hot and bothered by his own work Violet would need to hopefully be able to walk after so many rounds

YES. ABSOLUTELY THIS IS TRUE.

Greenhill isn’t even sure why he finds it so hot, in a way he feels bad ruining Violet’s perfectly black evenly coloured lips, but when his face is such a mess it’s a great reminder of how intense  their making out session was. Sometimes he forgets that his own face is also a mess afterwards, and Violet doesn’t remind him sometimes. Sometimes he’s embarrassed, sometimes he’s just a little petty.

#replies #greenviolet

[footprintsinthesxnd]

Office Christmas Party

Pairings: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, PTSD, social anxiety, 18+

Summary: You and Jake have had a rough year but you know you’ll get through it together whilst enjoying yourselves at a Christmas Party.

“Jake, hurry up or we are going to be late,” you called up the stairs for what felt like the hundredth time, waiting impatiently for your fiancée to come down.

“Sorry, Darling. I’m coming.” He flew down the stairs at a rate of knots, nearly slipping on the rug in the hallway, he looked a little flustered and you knew he’d been giving himself a pep talk in the bathroom mirror. When he came into view he stopped, taking you in. “Wow, Babe you look hot.” He gave you his signature smile, making you blush. You were wearing a new red dress that had a rather low-cut v-neck. You weren’t normally someone who wore sexy dresses but it was one of your impulse buys so you felt like you had to see it through.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you poked at his chest that was clad in a black tuxedo. Jake always managed to look handsome, no matter what he wore.

“It’s all for you, Darling.” He kissed you gently, knowing you’d kill him if he messed up your makeup.

“Come on, we have to go. We should have been there an hour ago.” You huffed, frustrated at yourself for letting time run away with you.

“Well, it was worth it though right.” He cocked an eyebrow at you knowingly and grinned when you blushed again. Jake Seresin was your biggest time-waster ever but he was so worth it and he knew that. You pushed him out the front door and into the car. The drive to the party was short and you managed to get there within 10 minutes as traffic had been good. As soon as you stepped out of the car, you could hear the music blaring from inside the hall and a group of people mingled around outside chatting. You and Jake made your way through the front door and were greeted by your boss, who was ushering people inside.

“Oh thank god, you bought Jake, maybe he can help get people onto the dance floor.” Jake was famous for his dancing at your work's Christmas parties, as soon as he had a few drinks, he was gone. You knew his self-assured look was all a show, that he was scared out of his mind in this very public space but once he’d had a drink he settled slightly.

“Yes ma’am, don’t worry I’ll get them dancing.” Jake saluted your boss, causing her to laugh.

“I don’t know where you found him but I want one.”

You laughed, “I found him in Miramar. I hear there’s a pretty good Naval base there.” You laughed as Jake looked at you in mock hurt.

“Pretty good? I’ll have you know I am one of the best.”

You grabbed his arm pulling him away. “Ok Hotshot, let’s get your big ego a drink.”

At the bar, you ordered two glasses of wine before taking a seat at the table. Jake tapped his foot impatiently. He always came to social work events with you but he was always a little on edge like he was waiting for something to happen. You rested your hand on his knee comfortingly and gave him a small smile. Ever since the last mission, Jake had been more on edge, never quite able to settle.

“Hey, are you ok?”

“Yes Darling, it's ok.” He reassured you, he always hated that he was ruining your evening when you’d spend all your time worrying about him. You would always reassure him that he didn’t but the nicking feeling in the back of Jake’s mind always reminded him he was a burden.

“Love, do you want to dance?”

You saw his face light up excitedly. “Anything to have you close to me, Darling.”

He held out his hand and gave a small chivalrous bow. “May I have this dance, My Lady?”

You sat there for a moment, contemplating your options before placing your hand in his. “Certainly, My Lord.”

The pair took to the dance floor, an upbeat song was playing and Jake swung you around joyfully. You both laughed, immensely happy as you danced amongst your colleagues. When the song came to the end a slow song started, Jake pulled you close, resting his hand on the small of your back and burying his face into your hair, breathing you in. You felt his shoulders relax slightly and you placed a small kiss on his neck, as you swayed slowly.

“I love you,” he whispered, kissing you gently. The song continued and people moved around you but at that moment it was just you and Jake, you were all that mattered in the whole world. When the song came to an end you pulled back to look at Jake, his handsome face lit up by the lights hanging from the ceiling, his blue eyes shining brightly. “How did I get so lucky.” You said, stroking his cheek with your thumb. He leant into your touch, closing his eyes and savouring the moment. “No, I think it's me that’s the lucky one.” He placed a chaste kiss on your lips and when he pulled away he had a light dusting of your red lipstick over his mouth. You giggled, trying to rub the lipstick off. You understood that some things that Jake had seen and experienced were difficult for him to process and talk about but having him there in your arms you knew that you’d be alright. That you’d make it together.

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#jake hangman seresin #jakeseresinfluff #jake seresin #jake hangman fic #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin imagine #jake hangman seresin x reader #christmas fic

[egotisticaleverything]

High school Party

Bo Burnham x reader

A/N: this has been rotting in my draft for centuries so not requested just needed to finish this and cure my writers block for good !!

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, Bo being unreasonably mean, reader is a down bad loser, almost fucking to prove a point

“Hey-Uh Bo?” I tap the tall boys shoulder, trying to get his attention in the crowded living room we’re standing in, “I wanted to ask if I could have your number- so we could like hand out some time?”

“What?” He says after turning around

“I said could I have your number-“

“I heard you fuck face I’m just not falling for the same song and dance again” he scoffs, taking a sip from his cup.

“What do you mean-“ I sputter out

“I know Chrissy sent you over here to fuck with me alright?” He shrugs “hey hot popular conventionally attractive friend of mine, go over and ask out the weird skinny kid.” He mocks her in a high pitched voice.

“What- no I just want your number asshole the fuck?” I scowl at him stepping back, phone in my left hand, beer in my right.

“Fine whatever. I’ll put my number in your phone. Just shut up.” He grabs my phone.

“Thanks, geez for an apparent ‘nerd’ you sure are a dickhead” I roll my eyes, looking down at my beer.

“Here.” He almost chucks the phone back at me “you win your little dare, pass go to collect 200” he walks away unphased.

“Bo- wait” I grab his arm “could we like maybe hang out some time..?” I manage to crack a slight smile as if my heart isn’t racing

“God you’re a good actress” he turns his head towards me “fine. Lunch. Tomorrow. Text me your address.” He pulls his arm away.

I look down at my phone to see the contact name he’s given himself “Truth or dare”, thought he’d be more original.

Me: I’m not Jk wit u I actly like u dmbas :/

TorD: ok def selling it 2 hard

Me: fuk u

TorD: shut up ur drnk

Me: I wish I wernt so cute cuz if u wernt id kill u

TorD: get sober then u can smd :P jkkkk

Me: u still at da party

TorD: obvi dmbas

Me: meet u upstairs in 10

TorD: no u wont

Me: yes I will

TorD: fine im redy for ur prank or wtver

Me: u still think im jk lol XD

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I walk into the room to see Bo sat on the bed “Surprised to see me here?” He jokes “I made sure to scope out the whole room for whatever you’re planning.”

“I’m not planning anything- what is wrong with you?” I am starting to get annoyed at this point,

“Yeah sure whatever-“ I cut him off by pulling him into a kiss, grabbing the collar of his shirt as I straddle his hips on the bed. I slowly bring my left hand up behind his head, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss as he groans. “You’re a good fucken actor.”

“I-… am not-… acting-…” I say between kisses as I lower Bo onto the bed, “you fucking brat.” I heave,

“God you’re something alright…” Bo attempts to catch his breath

“You’re lucky I take birth control” I say as I start undoing my jeans,

“Holy fuck you’re serious about this…” he looks up red faced

“You’re finally catching on, great work.” I scoff “Now what do you want me to do to you?” I giggle, trailing a hand down his chest.

“I-uhm wow” his cocky demeanour has completely disappeared, replaced with a flustered mess of a man who’s almost melting below me.

“What do you want me to do to you?” I ask him firmer this time as I throw my shirt across the room.

“I-oh wow uhm I-I’ve never gotten this far” he stutters and stumbles as i straddle him in nothing but my underwear and bra,

“I can tell.” I cross my arms “now use your big boy words and tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“I mean I really do-I’m not sure I-“

“Just say it”

“What”

“The first thing that comes to your mind”

“I-uh- fuck- I’m sorry” he facepalms, the crimson of his face barley peaking out.

“What-Bo?” I pull his hands away from his face, genuinely concerned.

“Why are you of all people into me?” He looks away,

“I-what do you mean?” I ask genuinely confused, what does he mean ‘me of all people’.

“You’re friends with Chrissy and Grace and all those other really pretty girls-“ he starts rambling “fuck you’re gorgeous, I-I mean that’s the reason I was so defensive…” his eyes drifted towards me, as he obviously tried to not look at my body.

“Bo… why do you think I stare at you every day in chemistry-?” I ask now just as red faced as the man below me “why do you think I spend so much time around the drama club when crew aren’t even needed-“

“What-?”

“Ever since freshman year- Bo I’ve been in love with yo-“ I’m suddenly cut off by a kiss, as he sits up, one of Bo’s hands finds its place on the back of my neck, the other places itself on my lower back.

“I’m- I don’t think I want to rush into this…” he sighs “I think you’re really pretty and fun to be around but I don’t want to take things too fast-“

“Thank god-sorry but I like you too much to just fuck you and prove a point.” I laugh sitting up “so… are you free next Friday after drama club?”

#fanfic #drabble #fluff #bo burnham #bo burnham x reader #zach stone #Zach stone is gonna be famous

[heavenlymarie0]

MDNI!! SHOO GO DO SOME HOMEWORK OR READ A CHILD APPROPRIATE BOOK!!

slight exhibition, soft dom aki and sorta kei, childhood friends, usage of princess and slut like once, afab(mentions female parts) no i didn’t read through, see bottom for more stuff

xoxo happy reading

“why do you have to take what’s mine kei!”

“cause it’s fun to see you get mad”

tsukishima kei, has been your best friend, predestined way before you were born. When your parents met the tsukishima’s they immediately became close, basically considering one another family. A few years later akiteru was born, then kei, and then just a few months later you. life as the youngest had its pros and cons. you and kei walked together everyday, ever since primary school so that means no ever bothered you. but, that didn’t stop kei from messing with you….

“your edges are a lopsided”

“kei…go somewhere and leave me alone, unless you learn to do hair don’t comment on mine”

“i’m just trying to help, also your glasses are smudged”

you side eye him with extreme distaste.

but there was one pro that you loved the most about this relationship with the boys, and that was aki. you have been smitten with him ever since you could see colors, he is the complete opposite of kei, laughing at all your terrible corny jokes, watching movies with you, letting you practice your braiding.

“OW Y/N CHRIST THAT’S TOO TIGHT!!”

“aki don’t wine! i’m almost done, hand me the braiding gel please”

You loved the boys in different ways but still equally, y'all would always spend one weekend a month together. even when everyone went to college. it definitely wasn’t hard, being that you and kei were roommates. when your parents found out y’all were both interested in going to sendai city they were able to arrange you both to be roommates. which was the biggest mistake ever.

“KEI!! how many times do i have to tell you?!? KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY STUFF”

“I didn’t touch your stuff Y/N and even if i did who cares, it’s just a couple hair products”

“oh really!!! well next time i order my stuff you can swipe your card so you can see how expensive they are”

“whatever. just cleanup, niichan will be here soon”

the three of you are all sitting watching a movie, kei on the ground using the couch as a pillow, and you and aki cuddling. cuddling with aki is so normal to all of you since you’ve been doing it forever. but tonight was different.

everyone falls asleep, but you feel your throat getting dry and also want some more comfortable clothes. you walk into the room and put on some shorts and the oversized t-shirt you stole from kei a couple days ago. walking back towards the kitchen you try reaching for a cup on the top shelf, but you feel something warm behind you. immediately you noticed it had to be kei, since aki is a little shorter

“k-kei…what are you doing?”

“Y/N why do you prefer niichan over me?”

kei says while his hand roams your plump waist, softly rubbing every part of it, admiring it.

“is it ok for me to touch you like this?”

“yes..it feels mhm~ really nice”

your head falling onto his chest, sinking into his warm touch that now surrounds you. You turn around to make eye contact with him. As you open your mouth to ask him what’s this all about, his soft lips meet with yours. His hand placement draws you closer, worried that you would slip away. He needed this moment to last forever.

He breaks the kiss trying to give you a chance to breathe. His eyes glaze over as he looks at the girl he’s been in love with forever.

“wh-why did you do that kei…”

“wow your slower than I thought, as big as your head is you have a small brain Y/N”

you roll your eyes at this comment, but kei bends down, making close contact with the shell of your ear, immediately it gets hot.

“i want you.”

you look up, mouth wide open, staring at the large boy in front of you. the only thing in your mind is how great he’d feel, touching and worshiping your body.

“take me then kei.”

almost running out of the kitchen he drags you inside his room. you’ve been inside it multiple times since you steal his stuff practically everyday, but this time you felt more nervous and anxious. he pulls you around the side of his bed, pushing you back so you fall. while you lay there his soft hands begin to pull up the shirt to exposed you stomach

“you complain about me taking you stuff only to walk around in my shirt.”

he smirks looking up at you, only to start kissing your stomach. he pulls the shirt even further and makes his way to your chest. his lips opening and latching onto them. a small moan exits your mouth, to which he responds with a bite on your nipple.

“fuck! ow kei what the hell you dick”

“if you’re gonna moan, it needs to be loud enough for niichan to hear.”

“you’re so sadistic mhm~”

before you could finish your sentence, kei interrupting you by rubbing his hand on your wet clothed cunt.

“did niichan make you this wet or was it the way i was holding you?”

the blonde hair boy asks while he pulls down your shorts revealing your pretty pussy.

“no panties? nice choice”

licking a soft line up to your clit, he begins to swirl his tongue around the bundle of nerves. Your hands fall down to reach his slightly curly blonde locks, pulling him closer. He removes his hands from your thighs, only to hold yours back.

“ahh~ kei please”

“sorry but hands off my love”

his gentle slow licks speed up. unable to hold back anymore your voice echoes off the wall.

“mmm yes kei right there”

his glasses starting to fog up from the heat of your body, he removes them and places them on you. you look so cute, face all flushed, his glasses on you, and desperate for the pleasure he’s giving you.

“hey Y/N, look at me ok.”

trying to reposition yourself on your elbows. you notice how truly handsome the boy in front of you is, especially as ravages you. tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead causing his hair to stick to his face. his long fingers hold on to you so tightly. you were so focused on his charm you didn’t notice the slight flood of light entering from the door. but kei did.

“looks like we have a guest”

your eyes instantly shoot towards the door, as you begin to reach your climax and feel the twisting in your stomach.

“AKI!”

your eyes see white and your body twitches. aki mesmerized by the way you lay on the bed. heavily breathing, bonnet slipping off, just a mess.

“oh no Y/N seems you woke up niichan, and you’ve also caused him a slight problem”

you look down to see the hard on aki has. motioning for him to come over to you, mustering up the strength to move, you crawl over to him and slowly pull down his plaid pajama pants. he looks down at you, the girl he grew up with. tugging down his boxer you are surprised by aki’s dick. it’s not long but it’s extremely veiny, with a blush pink tip, and an impressive amount of girth. your mind begins to wonder what the other brother’s looks like. but before you could even look at it while you were distracted he had begun rubbing it on your wet cunt, teasing your clit and entrance. trying to turn around aki grabs your head pushing himself all the way into your mouth and kei pushes himself into you at the same time.

“wow Y/N it’s like this slutty pussy of yours was made for me!”

aki lets out a soft moan as your mouth vibrates in response to kei’s lewd remark.

“mm you look so pretty Y/N my little princess”

as if in unison both blondes began slowly thrust into you. feeling full in both holes, your moans rise in volume but muffled by aki dick. focusing on kei pushing in and out of you manage to imagine what it looks like. kei’s isn’t as girthy but definitely long! it feels as if he‘s in your stomach with every thrust. the slow hard thrust turning fast, almost completely unable make sense of anything. you let the two boys use your body. trying to reach your climax you feel kei stop.

“mhm kei why did you stop~” your words slurred.

“don’t cum until I say so…both of you”

you look up at aki face, similar in confusion to yours, but you both nod anyway and continue.

eventually you reach the same highness you felt earlier.

“I guess you wanna mphm~ cum huh slut?”

“does our little princess wanna cum?”

PT. 2?!?!

THIS IS MY FIRST WRITING SO PLEASE SEND REQUESTS!!! I LOVE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM….but don’t be a bitch <33

#tsukishima x reader smut #haikyuu #tsukishima kei #tsukishima akiteru #haikyu smut

[soriastrider]

i was messing with a quote generator and i made myself laugh by formatting some of the results like dirkjake pesterlogs

text version:

[1] JAKE: No more making fun of me when i misuse dated cultural references alright? Are we cowabunga on this? DIRK, sighing: Fine. We're cowabunga.

[2] DIRK: I’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. JAKE: Wow. He sounds stupid. DIRK: But he’s not. He’s really smart actually. Just dense. JAKE: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like i dont know... “Hey! I love you!” DIRK: I guess you’re right. Hey Jake, I love you. JAKE: See! Just say that! DIRK: Holy fucking shit. JAKE: If that flies over his head then sorry dirk but hes too dumb for you. DIRK: Jake.

[3] DIRK: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait. JAKE: You and me!!! DIRK, tearing up: Ok.

[4] DIRK: We both look very handsome tonight. JAKE: You know if youd just said that i looked handsome i would have said "so do you." DIRK: I couldn't take that chance.

[5] JAKE: What are your three best qualities? DIRK: I’m hot, I have soft hair, and sometimes I cry because I love my friends.

#dirkjake #dirk strider #jake english #homestuck #pesterlogs #there are so many good ones lmao

[thelonesomequeen]

I have a random question. How is everyone doing in these trying times? Like it’s so hard out there right now while my partner and I both make what I thought was good money, yet we’re both really struggling. He just got a second job and I’m looking for another job where I can work from home. We were hopping to have a house by now, but are still living in a dinky apartment. Don’t know if we can ever afford kids. Forget a vacation. Social media has given me extreme fomo and made me feel like a failure compared to my friends despite having an MA. Seriously how are y’all managing? It’s hard out there. Sorry, I know sometimes you like to discuss other things 🫶🏻

The world really is a hot mess. It’s crazy how expensive everything keeps getting while wage remains stagnant for most people. It’s a really rough spot to be in for so many people.

I’m personally within the “ok, but I wish things were a lot better” camp. I’ve found myself in what’s now being called the millennial golden handcuffs. Golden meaning I was fortunate enough to buy a house before prices and interest rates skyrocketed, but handcuffed because I can’t afford to move from where I’m at. The house we live in now is a cute little starter home, but around the 5-10 year mark my husband and I had planned to sell our house and upgrade to something bigger before we had kids so we had the space we’d feel like we’d need to fit a growing family. Well. I’m fortunate to have a house, and I will never take that for granted, but selling it and moving now is out of the question because home prices have literally almost doubled where I live in the last 6 years. I literally could not even afford to buy the same house I already live in right now. It’s seriously insane.

But I feel with you on everything else. I thought my life would look a lot different by now and I’m starting to wonder if I’ll ever have the things I originally wanted for myself out of my adult life. I always wanted 2 kids when we were ready to start a family for various reasons I won’t get into right now, this will be long enough as is, but I don’t know if we can even afford 1 child in this economy when I see the prices of diapers, formula, and childcare. And it all just keeps getting more expensive every time you turn around. I try to think about those costs being tacked on to our already expensive bills and I’m not sure that we’ll be able to swing it. Not without making severely drastic changes anyway. I also wanted to see so much of the world by now through travel. Covid ruined a lot of travel plans I initially had, and now that we’re mostly in a post Covid world (yes, I acknowledge Covid isn’t truly over yet) the cost of travel has gone up so much that it’ll eat away too much of my savings that I’m not willing to part with. I’m always worried about needing that money for things like medical or home emergencies and spending it down on something like travel just doesn’t feel like a wise choice right now. And it’s hard to continue to save money when the cost of everything keeps increasing. It’s like a never ending circle where you just can’t get ahead.

I wish I had some sound advice to share with you that would help or make you feel better. (Shit, I need it too sometimes). Just try to keep in mind that sometimes what we see on social media isn’t always reflective of what’s happening in reality. For example, a good friend of mine had two babies during Covid, she and her husband bought a new, massive house for their little family, new cars, she’s always posting stories about new jewelry he bought her, and they’re constantly going on lavish looking trips or going to concerts and sporting events. Looking at their life on social media it’s like “wow, must be nice.” It’s really easy to feel envious when we see those things. There’s times where I’ve even wondered “how are they doing it?” and it turns out they aren’t. After a conversation she and I recently had about life in general while we were catching up, she told me they are $2.5 million dollars in debt between their student loans, mortgage, car payments, and maxed out credit cards. They are one small emergency away from losing everything they have because they can’t take on another expense. Their life looks beautiful on Instagram, but that’s a level of debt that makes me feel physically sick and I’d absolutely not want to trade her places for it. The jewelry, trips, concerts, and games are not worth that level of debt to me. Sure, it’s nice to experience those things. But not in exchange for being that financially unstable (IMO-you’re all free to disagree of course). Some of the debt is understandable, they need a home to live in (although their last house was still very nice and perfectly fine for the four of them), they need cars to get to work, and whatever expenses that come with raising their children. That’s understandable debt/finances that most people have. But they could easily be saving thousands of dollars a year on frivolous spending that’s done for the sole purpose of putting up a false facade on Instagram about living that easy high life. I personally don’t know why they feel compelled to do it, they aren’t trying to be influencers, nor are either of their families materialistic like that. But sometimes those great Instagram feeds aren’t always what they seem. 🦎

[weirdmarioenemies]

YOU: Wow! That sure was a great 2022 April Fools arc, which concluded just now!

SWORM: Yup! What a year, huh? I can’t believe that MOD SIPHONOGON from the dark alternate future would try and take control of all timelines to prevent APRIL FOOLS from lasting for all eternity, and resurrect the power of SLAMMER EX in order to do so!

BURT THE BASHFUL: And that final confrontation between MECHA SLAMMEROBO V and INTERTEMPORAL COSMIC WEAPON - WEIRD MARIO ENEMY ROBO: ULTRA DONKEY KONG HOT WHEELS MK II was just. Plain. Epic! Those image edits were so high quality!

SWORM: For sure man. It was just like my favorite video-games and anime television series - only better! And it was nothing like Homestuck, which I’ve never even read.

YOU: Well, I’m just glad we made it out alive, and that’s all taken care of. And I couldn’t have made it without you, my two new best friends, BURT THE BASHFUL and SWORM.

BURT THE BASHFUL (Bashful): Tee hee hee! You’re going to make me blush!

SWORM: Well fellas, what do you say we put all that mess behind us… and go out for some FROSTY CHOCOLATE MILKSHAKES! 

ALL: Hooray!

As you and your two new best buddies walk into the sunset, the horrible vision of NEW NEO WET DRY WORLD fades to just a memory. And yet, you feel like you’re forgetting something…

YOU: Hold on a second, my two best pals… now that last year’s April Fools is over, what day is it now?

SWORM: OK, let me check the date on my phone, and… Whaaaaaa-?

BURT THE BASHFUL: Uh oh! Here we go agaaaaaaain!

[stargirlfics]

ok but-

alfred's condescension and patronization, i mean i feel like only you can express it right ngl

imagine a night after some intense sexcapades, and you've finally gone full vocal guttural moans and squeals for him;

after hours of fucking, you've finally come out of your shell and got to the point where you let it out - "unhhnh...i like it when you make me all sticky alfred, fuck", "please, make it hurt, please i want it", "more more more...more, please!", all that dirty, deep in the spankbank trauma bin primate-fucks-bc-heat shit.

the ego on him, it traverses all space and time, bc holy fuck that was a good night. evidently he's still got it in spite of or alongside his salt and pepper hair and new silver fox era. he got his shy, prissy prude babygirl to go full wanton whore, and let the slutty whines erupt and tell him exactly what she needs and wants-

imagine walking into the kitchen the next morning though, seeing him resting against the countertop; taking in your form, hiding a knowing smirk. his intense stare never ceasing, yearning to make that eye contact that he just knows'll induce a virginal-catholic kind of shame, and he just revels in watching you squirm, utilising his intellect and social manoeuvring skills to patronize and condescend like a king oml help

First off thank you for blessing my inbox with this bc holy fucK ��� and second, I have such a soft spot for playful condescension and the thought of Alfred using it to tease you, and make you squirm oh my god!

It makes him so weak and boosts his ego all at the same time, hearing you let loose and say filthy shit, loving that your reserved and shy walls are coming down and you’re revealing that slutty side of yourself he just knew you had, it’s always the quiet ones 😌

And he’s giving it back just as good as you’re giving it, responding to your pleas, his personal favorite being you whimpering about how much you like it when he makes you all sticky, because the way you feel so good and wet and messy around him is so hot to him and he loves that you find it a turn on just as much as he does

Silverfox daddy still has some strength and stamina and if you want him to make it hurt, he’ll do exactly that, cooing in your ear, “aw, are you sure you can take it, love?” and you’re unabashedly letting words flow, not caring how obscene they are, begging him for it, telling him you want him to ruin you, turn you into a mess, the heat of the moment making all the dirty talk come up (which is honestly so good when it happens during sex like wow fave!) like ugh I’m just thinking of him going “i know, baby. tell me how good it hurts, that’s it.” and I’m losing my shit!!!

The avoiding of eye contact the next morning but feeling him looking at you is so !!!! ahhh cause I just love the fact that he knows it’s gonna fluster you so bad and it just adds to your sexy ass chemistry because you know that he never wants you to feel ashamed for feeling safe to show how much you desire him because he makes sure to remind you of it constantly

Also just loving the cheeky vibe of the morning after a wow-i-got-my-back-blown-out kind of night! Perfect!

#the batman!alfred pennyworth #alfred pennyworth smut #alfred pennyworth x reader #alfred pennyworth headcanons