#JP drabbles

[thetriumphantpanda]

Hi Panda🐼 I hope you’re having an exciting day! and got some well deserved rest!

Anyhoo, so I have an idea for this prompt ❛ you look good like this. ❜ for Javier Peña. MIRROR SEX. Rough, fingering, choking, overstimulation just plain old filth.

Watcha think?

YOU BEAUTIFUL THING YOU. This has been sat in my inbox for an age so I'm sorry, but I have not been able to get away from this image... I hope I did justice to your request and thank you so much for sending it in! 😏

Pairing | Javier Peña x Female Reader

Word Count | 1K

Warnings | Just smut below the cut... I'm not even sorry anymore. Breath play, overstimulation, oral sex (F receiving), rough sex, unprotected PiV sex.

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Your hair is stuck to your forehead by a thin film of sweat. It’s gripping to your neck in a way that would normally drive you insane and have you tugging it into a tie atop your head to get it out of the way, but this is different. Javier Pena has just drawn your third orgasm of the night from you. The first was at the mercy of his fingers, rubbing slow and languid circles over your clit whilst you leant against his chest on the couch. His lips kissing your neck, his teeth nipping small marks behind your ears as filth dropped from his mouth. 

The second came from his mouth, lips suckled to your clit like a man starved as he licked and sucked in equal measure, so much stimulation that you were sure Steve and Connie could hear the scream of his name from your lips as your fingers dragged his face from your pussy when the slow kisses meant to bring you through the aftershocks of your orgasm became too much. 

This one, the third, came from both. He’d wrapped you up in his arms and dragged you from the couch to his bed, giving you no more than 15 minutes to catch your breath and your thoughts before he was back between your thighs, his fingers buried deep in your weeping pussy whilst his tongue set a fast paste of licking at your clit. 

You led on the bed, chest heaving and bones turned to jelly, trying to catch your breath, when Javier took your wrist in his hand and pulled you to sit up, “Come with me, hermosa, I want to try something.” 

He pulled your wrist again to pull you off the bed, resting a hand at the small of your back to steady you as you walked on shaking legs to the full-length mirror on his wall, “Hands here.” He whispered into your ear, causing goosebumps to appear on your skin, hands pressing your own into the glass. 

His feet kicked at one of your ankles to spread your legs and a gentle but firm hand came to the back of your neck to press you forward into the mirror, your face close enough to leave steam on it when you let out a breath. You could hear Javi shedding his jeans behind you, could see it in the mirror in front of you. You moved your body just enough that you could see him in the mirror, jerking his cock in his fist as he smirked at you, making eye contact in the glass. 

“Eyes on the mirror, querida.” He breathed, lining himself up with your seeping entrance, burying himself inside you in one quick thrust. 

Your eyes met your own in the reflection as a moan drops from your lips. It’s a sight you didn’t realise you’d enjoy so much, watching yourself get fucked, but you had to admit you were thoroughly enjoying it. As Javi pulled his cock out and buried it right back inside you, your eyes met his own, a delicious smirk splayed across his mouth as he watched you enjoy the sight of yourself and your pleasure at his hands. 

As he set the pace of his hips snapping into you, one of his hands came to your throat, gripping just enough to catch your breath and send your pussy clenching around him. You watched his eyes dip to your collarbones, watching as pools of sweat caught in the dip of your throat as he squeezed his hand just a little harder, causing a twisted laugh to drop from your lips. 

“You look good like this.” He growled into your ear, as his free hand trailed from the grip it had held on your hip right back to your clit. 

“Javi please,” You begged, “Fuck… I… Jesus Christ.” 

“He’s not here, hermosa, it’s just me,” He grinned, taking your ear lobe into his mouth to nibble slightly, “What do you need?” 

“I don’t think… fuuuuck,” You moaned, the feeling of his fingers on your clit verging on pain rather than pleasure, “It’s too much, I don’t think I can.” 

“Of course you can,” He encouraged, “You’re such a good girl for me, hermosa, you can give me one more.” 

His hand gave another squeeze to your neck and your eyes dropped down, watching as Javi’s fingers circled your clit, you’d never watched this closely before and you could feel the white heat of your orgasm building. His lips were back on your neck, sucking marks and then pressing kisses to soothe them. The hand that had been gripping your throat was now back to gripping your hip and you were sure there would be bruises there in the morning. 

“Oh my God, Javi, I’m….” You couldn’t talk, the sensation of his cock filling you up, his lips on your neck and his hand drawing tight circles on your clit too much for you. 

“Ven por mi bebe.” 

As soon as his Spanish hit your ears your fourth orgasm ripped through you. If it wasn’t for Javi’s strong hands on your hips you’d have crumpled to the floor in a heap. 

“Good girl.” He moaned into your ear, catching your eyes in the reflection of the mirror as he pounded into your spent pussy a few more times, pulling out just in time to spill his thick ropes of cum over your backside. 

As he gathered his breath, one of his hands met yours on the mirror, tangling your fingers together with a reassuring squeeze. His other hand came to grab your other hand, pulling you from the mirror and guiding you towards the bed where you were grateful to flop face first into the sheets, not caring how silly it must have looked to the man behind you. 

You were almost asleep when you felt a warm cloth on your back, wiping away the mess he’d made, and then the feeling of his lips pressing a kiss to the swell of your ass. When the telltale dip of the mattress registered to your body you instinctively crawled into Javi’s waiting arms. 

“Remind me to apologise to Steve and Connie in the morning,” You mumbled into his neck, “I’m sure they heard everything.” 

#Javier Peña #Javier Peña smut #Javier Peña x reader #Javier Peña x you #Javier Peña x female reader #Javier Peña x f!reader #Javier Peña fic #narcos #javier peña fanfiction #Javier Peña fanfic #Pedro pascal #Javier Peña Pedro Pascal #JP drabbles

[popponn]

xavier falls asleep easily enough as he is, but whenever he has his head on your lap, your fingers combing through his hair—all he can do is just sigh and give in. closing his eyes, he knows better than to fight the temptation, especially within the comfort of your touch and pleasant weather. though admittedly, he will find any weather pleasant as long there is you, safe and close to his side. as he slowly drifts to sleep, he dully notes with a hum when you praise his hair. he will do his best to make sure he will also praise your features after he is awake. he could think of so many to say—your smile, your voice, your whole being. and maybe, he will also give a kiss on your forehead and lips too—he thinks before finally falling asleep.

zayne loves many parts of you, from the one that often surprises him most to the one that offers him a comforting mundanity. so, when you press your forehead to his and call his eyes beautiful, he knows himself enough to just accept your words in silence with a smile. a burst of adoration and more blossomed warmly, weighing his chest and dizzying his head instantly. he is tongue-tied, certainly, however, he too can't exactly find the words to tell you how much more beautiful yours are to him. or perhaps, he doubts there are any words to describe what he truly feels. though, for now, he will settle with a gentle squeeze from his hands to tell you as he presses back his forehead gently against yours.

rafayel gets flustered pretty easily sometimes. it is both adorable and funny, seeing the way his ears turn red as his usually chatty mouth closes with a pout-like expression. but, even this state he could never take his hands off you. you could keep kissing his face, neck, and chest—right over his beauty mark—while hugging him without a clear rhyme and reason, and like a true lovesick man he will let you. hands resting on your arm, stilled in his brand of rare shyness all while still clinging unto you out of his obvious fondness. of course, even if he does enjoy this, he will come back with a vengeance the moment he gathers himself.

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace xavier #love and deepspace rafayel #love and deepspace zayne #xavier x reader #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #love and deepspace fluff #drabbles #love and deepspace imagines #i walk in swearing i wont get infested. didnt know i also walked in with clown make up #i cant choose i like them all so here we go: silent dotting affection as the prompt #and what names to use i use jp and its SEIYA REI AND HOMURA and then there is still cn it's confusing

[thechaoticplayer]

oliver evans railing us because of a bad grade.

Authors Note: Sorry this took so long! Hope u enjoy!

Summary: Oliver Evans railing you because of a bad grade!

Contains: dom! Oliver evans x sub! Reader, degrading, filthy smut drabble, f! reader, probably ooc bc I dont usually watch the man 😭 a bit rushed sorry pookie none of my works are proofread!

PROFESSOR OLIVER EVANS who had enough of your shenanigans, after repeatedly drilling numbers and words into your stupid brain, you decided to return his help with a failing grade.

He was grading your exam, incredulous of how many goddamn times he had to use his red pen to swipe an x on what seemed like every other question. The professor was flabbergasted, appalled, shocked, in awe.

How the fuck did you fail? You met him after school every day, sometimes even before class started, and went over questions you didn't understand. Oliver almost deemed you hopeless, if only you hadn't look at him with such pleading eyes, a slight pout to your lips as you cocked your head to the side, asking,

"Professor, don't give up on me now, pretty please? I promise to make you proud."

How could Oliver say no to such a pretty thing? Maybe you weren't a lost cause.

Now, you stand before him and he tosses the thick packet of an exam towards you. Oliver appears too calm, and it is starting to make you squirm underneath his scrutinizing gaze.

"Want to tell me how this happened?" Professor asks under his breath, the students filing out the room sending pitying looks your way.

You fidget with the buttons of your blouse as you figure out something to say. "I... well..."

"Look. At. Me." His demanding tone forces you to jerk your face back up at him. "When you talk to me."

"Yeah Prof-"

"Yes, Professor," Oliver corrects, rising to his feet and navigating himself around his desk. He stops a couple inches away from you and points to the exam. "I stayed after for hours, assisting you with any questions you had. You were understanding it, I saw. So how in the hell did you fail?"

You don't reply, just gazing up at him with some sort of emotion he couldn't quite catch floating in your eyes. The professor had to think for a moment. Why exactly did you not pass the test, even though you clearly understood the contents?

Oliver steps closer to you, taking your chin with his pointer and thumb. Your eyes visibly widen, and upon further inspection, your pupils dilated. Your breaths are shallow and barely feather his face.

"Did you... fail it purposely?" The professor questions.

You swallow. "What? I would never."

"You're lying," Oliver hisses, squeezing your chin and you wince slightly, but that didn't stop the blush spreading across your cheeks. "You failed something I prepared you for. Do you take me as an idiot?"

"Only sometimes," you mumble under your breath and it irks him.

"The audacity," Oliver breathes, releasing your chin but not stepping away. "For wasting my time, my valuable time, you're going to make it up to me."

"Wha-"

Oliver presses you against his desk, standing in between your legs as he bunches the skirt around your hips. The professor leans close to your ear, whispering dirty things that make the tips of your ears go red.

"Is this what you wanted? for me to punish you?" Oliver whispers, pressing himself into you, his hard erection brushing against your thigh.

"Professor, w-wait!" You stammer, pressing your hands against his chest while he kisses down your neck, leaving behind heat trailing down. "What if someone hears?"

"They won't," Oliver responds, ripping off your underwear with just a finger. "Flimsy thing. As for you, you'll be a good slut and stay quiet, mm?"

You shiver as the cool air hits your searing hot core and your legs close around his hips. Oliver traps your mouth with his, hunger in every deep kiss. You moan quietly, and then arch your back as his thumb traces circles on your clit. Oliver spreads your folds open with ease, one finger pumping in and out of your wet hole while the other circles the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Professor," you gasp against his lips, hands gripping the back of his dress shirt hard.

"Shut up," he growls, plunging another finger inside and causing you to cry out. "I said shut up. I thought you would at the very least have some smarts in you. You're just a dumb, horny bitch who's willing to throw her whole college life away, just to fuck her professor?"

You whine, the heat in your face rising as you hide your face in his neck, legs shaking. His fingers piston in and out with surprising speed, curling and prodding at all the right spots. You feel the tension in your stomach build up, your noises bubbling out of you but you try your hardest to hide it.

"Look how wet you are," Oliver cooes, pulling his fingers out to slap your cunt. You squeal, your hole clamping on nothing. "Take off your shirt."

You nod obediently, lifting your shirt up and over your head, discarding it to the side. You unclip your bra without another word, the professor's eyes watching with a dark lust.

You cross your arms, under your breasts so they're pushed up as you smile innocently. "Will this help my grade, Professor?"

"If you deserve it," Oliver says, voice low and husky, unbuckling his pants and letting them drop to the floor. His hands snatch your hips, slanting them to his cock. You yelp, falling back on your palms and the professor shoves himself inside you. A cry almost escapes your lips if he hadn't slapped a hand over your mouth.

"I said, keep your voice down," he snarls.

Tears brim your eyes at the stretch, nails digging into the wooden desk. Oliver groans quietly at the tightness, swearing in his native tongue quietly. You breathe rapidly through your nose, the harsh stretch slowly becoming pleasing as you roll your hips a bit.

The professor's other hand grips your thigh hard, dragging his cock in and out slowly through your fluttering walls. Slow and steady, your soft noises muffled.

Right before he rams hard into you. Your eyes roll back and a loud muffled moan. Like a beast unleashed, Oliver ruts inside you, panting and groaning. They're very low and quiet, compared to your high pitched whines.

"Fucking whore," the professor mutters, skin against skin resonating through the empty class room. Your slick coating his length and balls, it is so easy to just force his way through, brushing against your sweet spot. It made you stars in your vision, and it didn't take long until all you saw was white.

You release hard against cock, a shudder taking over your body. At the same time, Oliver cums inside you, ribbons of white covering your walls as he lets out a low guttural moan. The stickiness connecting you both as you gasp for breath after he removes his hand off your face.

"We're not done," Oliver breathes, pinching a tit and you whimper. "I told you I was going to punish you for wasting my time. I'm going to use you, the way you used me."

#chaotic.text #nijisanji #vtuber #nijisanji x reader #nijien #nijisanji smut #oliver evans #Nijisanji jp #Smut drabble #x female reader

[akunya]

Ok,, hear me out, 35 w oliver evans?!?!,#?! LIKE!?!?!!

They could be in his classroom and his students can walk in any minute,;, ,,

- ⚡anon!!! ( u can ignore this if u wanna!! Idm :o))!! Also, congrats on 200 followers!!!! U deserve it, cause ur writings?!?!?! R SO. :heart_eyes:, and ur bf is a fucking ass booo eww, u dont deserve him!!!! )

"we might get caught. does that turn you on?"

pairings: oliver evans / m!reader summary: teacher's pet loses his virginity: not clickbait? tw: size difference, TEACHER/STUDENT, age gap(?), voyeurism, exhibitionism, dubcon, manipulative, praise, etc.

notes: i actually gasped when i saw this rq. its been rotting my BRAIN for days. this might be terribly ooc, but this was fun. thank you so much for requesting again ⚡anon! age gap is hinted that oliver is older than you.

she/her + she/they + fem aligned/women DNI.

you sat on the professors desk, heart thumping as he pried your legs open. his gentle eyes raked over your body, your uniform shirt slightly unbuttoned, along with the growing bulge in your pants. the room was empty except for the two of you. it was after class hours, and oliver had asked you to stay behind to speak with him quickly. how could you say no, when he asked so politely?

"you're hard already, and i didn't even touch you yet. don't tell me you've been thinking about this before.." he chuckled at your shocked expression, as you backed away he only moved in further. you never took your teacher to be the teasing type. when you thought about him, on those nights that you fisted your cock and your mind wandered off on its own, you couldn't help but imagine him as a caring, gentle top. in your imagination, he'd hold you so softly, as if you'd crack under anymore pressure. he'd take you to his place, make you dinner and spoil you like a good pet. of course, that teacher of yours only lived in your indulgent virgin fantasies. you couldn't read the man in front of you. oliver still looked as neat and orderly as ever, as if he wasn't the one to lead you to sit on his desk and whisper dirty things in your ear for the past half hour. it was obvious he was hard too, but he didnt even bother to touch himself, his long fingers pinching and grabbing at your body instead. he was gentle, but teasing you relentlessly, loving the way you practically squealed when he whispered and licked the shell of your ear. you could see how he was holding back, letting go little by little. maybe he had some respect for the setting he put you in after all.

"we might get caught. does that turn you on?" he towered over you, making you feel exceptionally small. why was he so big? you shook your head, raising your voice a bit not wanting to give in. "i-it doesn't, i-" oliver pressed his finger against your lips, shushing you. the silence let you pick up on the familiar ambience in the halls, eyes widening. you felt your stomach twist in fear as you heard the footsteps of students outside. oliver didn't back away however, taking the opportunity to snake his other hand around your waist and pull you in closer. you couldnt protest, not wanting to say anything too loudly and draw attention to yourself from onlookers. oliver noted this, smirking as he held you closely. "shh, quiet little one. people might hear you." he laughed again, amused by how flustered and frightened you were.

the older man continued to slowly strip you, unbuttoning your shirt and pushing it aside to play with your chest. his skilled fingers playing and pinching with your nipples, squeezing and watching you intently as you squirmed and moaned. you couldn't help the noises that spilled out, hushed praises of "good boy" and "you're doing so well" in his deep voice only leading you further. whenever he praised you, even during class, you couldn't help the rush of excitement and pleasure that washed over you. you wanted more. more of his praises, more of his sweet voice in your ear, more of his touch. you had forgotten to try and resist, welcoming him when he had slipped his tongue into your mouth. the professor welcomed this, showering you with more praises and obscenities until you could barely think.

"such a good boy i have, hm? maybe even naughty students like you deserve a reward too." oliver hummed, loving how you had quickly given into his special treatment. you reminded him of an obedient little puppy when you excitedly nodded your head yes, whining and begging for something more. he always knew you had a thing for him too, but he never thought you'd admit it like this so quickly. seeing some students peer in, he noted that he should probably pick up the pace, but you barely seemed to register it at all anymore. you were so engrossed in having your teacher's attention on you, you didn't notice how some students peered through the window, shock on their faces at the scene playing in their very own classroom. maybe you were much more of a pervert than you initially thought.

"i can tell you've wanted this, haven't you? poor thing." oliver leaned in to kiss your cheeks, stealing another long kiss from your lips. he would have fun with you, he thought to himself. from the way you were trembling and your pants weren't even off, he couldn't wait any longer, guiding you to lay down on your back and keep your legs spread. unbuckling his belt, he wanted to engrave your flushed, nearly naked expression in his mind for the rest of his life.

after today, you'd be his little pet in and out of the classroom, whenever he wanted you to be - but he thinks you wouldn't mind, anyways.

#oliver evans #oliver evans x reader #oliver evans x m!reader #nijisanji #nijisanji jp #nijisanji jp x reader #nijisanji jp x m!reader #oliver evans x male reader #nijisanji en x m!reader #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji en x male reader #hes in both ok! #mlm x reader #mlm blog #male reader #male reader blog #my fics.. #drabble event.. #⚡anon

[kidshowsarecool]

Poli likes stars.

He used to do this when he lived in Korea. It was a rare occasion but his parents would bring him to the country to stare at the sky and watch the stars dance. His parents say it’s cars and people playing together when the time has come. 

He could do it often now but it didn’t feel special. The hill near Grandpa’s house didn’t have the same feelings as it did in Korea. Grandpa slept early so he went alone. 

Every night, he hopes that he could see two dashing stars, hoping it was telling him that everything was okay and they were okay.

#robocar poli #poli #drabble #JPs Robocar Poli

[luminous-letters]

Fairy Gala Jack and S/O (rot? kinda)

He was crowned with the flowers that boasted of vernal opulence— white starflowers that were like gleaming stars to the silvered sky. A snow white white peony was neatly tucked beside his ear, it's overlapping petals were pleasing to the eye.

He was beautiful. Though, it wasn't the gilded beauty of lilac and jewels, of royalty and extravagance. It was the beauty that you can compare to rolling hills of wildflowers, it was sweet and simple. It was something personal, intimate.

It was wild as it was gentle. It was as beautiful as stone arcs and impressive canyons. He held the roughness of the savannah and the softness of the flora that grows within it.

You gazed at the pools of gold, ones that held pride and confidence. The silver shade of eyeshadow adorned his eyes, it made him all the more stunning.

Your heart was soaring, beating a mile per second as you drunk in his entire figure. Handsome, like it was chiseled by the finest hands on the finest marble. He was heavensent, the light the penetrated through the windows looked almost like a halo.

He stepped closer, striding through the grass. Almost like a dream, or a phantom of sorts that floated towards your lovestruck self.

Silver. It wrapped around him perfectly, like the color itself was hand-made for his likeness. He wore the same shade as the moon you'd often admire.

"Hey...!" He was taken aback by your sudden movements. In a heartbeat, your lips planted itself on his. It was magical, enchanting, a Halley's Comet kind of opportunity to see him like this.

"You're beautiful..." The words left your mouth. It was the truth and the whole truth, he was indeed beautiful. You know that more than anyone else.

"You really think so...?" He asked, shy. The faintest tint of pink dusted his bronze cheeks. "I know so." You flashed him a reassuring smile.

"Come back here." He called, pulling you in for another heart stopping kiss. Another shower of his love, and you gladly accepted it.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #jack howl #gn!mc #jack howl x reader #twst fanfic #twst oneshot #twst drabble #fluff #twst fluff #fairy gala #twst jp #twst imagine #JACK HOWL OH MY GOD YOU HANDSOME CREATURE #jack howl fluff #gender neutral reader #twst x reader #writing #my writing #JACK HOWL ROT OH MY GOD #JACK #YOU'RE SO AUAIWOSKDO #established relationship

[grissomesque]

For the fic ask meme: 20. Go nuts, and talk about writing. Or write me a little ficlet-whatsit using a character/image/line I shall now specify: Seven of Nine.

It only took me seven months, some whining, and an additional prompt (@100wednesday) to get my act together. Aren’t you proud, @curator-on-ao3​?

Life Here on Voyager  → ao3

They keep it under wraps for two years and eight months, and then Tom tries to be nice to Seven of Nine, and everything falls apart.

Later, Tom will blame Harry. The computer tells Seven that Tom’s in Junction 32-B so that’s where she goes, to confirm his offer of friendship contained no romantic subtext. The computer doesn’t tell Seven that he’s not alone, Janeway perched on a console with her head thrown back and Tom between her thighs.

Seven promptly asks the Doctor to explain what she witnessed, and after two years, eight months, and one day, everybody knows.

#asks #prompts #wednesday100 #fic #janeway x paris #star trek voyager fic #surprise jp in every bite #janeway/paris #drabble

[mybeautifulbeautifuleternal]

You swore to yourself that if you got off this island, you were never going to leave your big, warm, and safe mansion again. You weren’t going to take any chances. This was it for you.

It was just supposed to be a fun weekend spent with your best friend, Lex, and her nerdy younger brother, Tim, on a tropical island that their grandfather was turning into some sort of amusement park. Instead, it was a weekend full of terror and blind panic and dinosaurs.

You most certainly did not sign up for dinosaurs. Especially not dinosaurs that were free to roam and attempt to eat you.

You stumbled. It had been a long day already and the last hour had been filled with running for your life and you were tired. You stumbled. And the velociraptor clawed you — a quick grab at you to make you dinner and now blood was pouring down your face, blinding you. Between the screaming pain from the claw marks and the burning that came from the blood in your eyes and the twisted ankle that you got dodging earlier attempts to make you food…it was getting harder and harder to move.

In fact, it was only Dr. Grant throwing you over his shoulder that saved you.

“You’re gonna be okay kid. We’re almost there…,” you let Dr. Grant sooth you a little, calming down slightly now that you were in a room where no dinosaurs could be seen.

Of course, that was when you saw that dinosaurs could open doors. Bloody brilliant.

No more tropical islands for you ever again, you swore to yourself as you lunged forward to help brace the door closed. No more travel period.

@summer-of-whump

#summer of whump #summerofwhump #summer of whump [day 6] #summerofwhump[day6] #sow #sow day 6 #Day 6 #tw: bleeding #tw: blood #tw: head injury #tw: claw marks #tw: dinosaurs #tw: animal attack #Jurassic Park #Jurassic Park Drabble #jp #jp drabble #my stuff #m’s drabbles

[rinneverse]

I'M GOING TO FAINT I DIDN'T THINK THERE WLD BE A MINI BOOTHILL CAMEO IN THE QUEST

#FUUUCK FUCK FUKC UFKC #I LOV EHI MSO BAAADDD HIS LAUUUGHHGFDJKGHSDJKG #they really picked the best VA for his jp dub im screaming #“this is the kind of tough challenge i like” I WROTE CANON BOOTHILL IN MY DRABBLE BITCH HHEYAHDHFAHSDGHSDKG #oakie rambles

[crehador]

i VERY MUCH LOVE the nui!verse drabbles and i know its just a silly au thing but i was wondering if you have like any stories on how samatoki and ichiro met the nuis ?? the thought of the nuis already reconciling and getting their shit together long before samatoki and ichiro did and maybe even trying to be their matchmakers makes me giggle -🪱

oh busted ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ i have in all honesty thought very little about how the nuis came into being, how icsm got them, why they're sentient... i am just a huge fan of little fancomics where they're alive (especially ones where samatoki and ichiro run into each other during bachibachi era and get caught having the other's nui poking out of their shirt or pocket lol)

but now that i am thinking about it...

i think i like the idea of nui!verse being basically canon but the drb guys have like idol status, with loads of merch being made of them, so they have claw machines with nuis in them in their world too

samatoki walking past one of those machines one day just totally on a whim decides to give it a shot and totally isn't aiming for ichinui or anything nope not at all... and of course gets an ichinui (after like 100 tries) who for some reason comes to life in his presence (the MAGIC of TRUE LOVE or something like... samatoki gives it a little forehead kiss that brings it to life)

and meanwhile in ikebukuro ichiro has done the exact same thing but with a samanui

then they are just inseparable like ichinui goes everywhere with samatoki and samanui goes everywhere with ichiro, so inevitably the nuis meet (like icsm have brought them to block party or 2nd drb or something and the nuis are in their bags backstage but squirm out and run into each other and naturally fall in love at first sight)

so then of course operation PARENT TRAP begins and the nuis become the tiniest most adorable and most effective matchmakers ever (*￣▽￣)b

(but the idea of the nuis having lived their own lives in parallel to icsm is an adorable thought too, especially if they manage to reconcile long before actual icsm lmaooo)

#asks #hi worm! #nui!verse will continue to live in my head rent-free forever #so there will definitely be more of these silly drabbles lol #i really want to write the original nuis meeting the ew02 nuis one day #but am still trying to figure out what the ew02 nuis would be called??? #not sure if jp fandom has settled on names for them yet but i'm keeping an eye out (￣▽￣)ゞ

[thetriumphantpanda]

Are you ready for my dirty request?! I couldn’t stop thinking about that mirror fic you wrote I wanna request a part ii for it.

Imagine this, reader and Javi P have been going at it all night, they’re hot and sweaty.

Javi P has reader sitting between his legs and they are seated on the edge of the bed, mirror across them while he fingers her. He loves seeing how fucked out she is and how his fingers disappear in her. He wants her hands placed on his thighs but she keeps reaching for his hands to stop him because she’s overstimulated so he tells her “You keep your hands where they are or i’ll tie them up”. Maybe he makes her ride him after since he couldn’t get enough of her moans and loves it when he gives her tons of orgasms. Neck kisses and whispering dirty things to her

Please I need your writing magic, Charlie!

I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE ANON BUT GOD BLESS YOU FOR THIS. I saw this whilst I was working yesterday and let me tell you I have thought of NOTHING ELSE SINCE. So here you go, I hope I worked my magic for you!

Pairing | Javier Peña x Female Reader

Word Count | 1.2K

Warnings | Pure smut below the cut. Fingering, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected PiV sex, dirty talking, THE RETURN OF THE MIRROR.

This is written as a companion piece to this one-shot but you don't have to read it to understand what this is. Because let's be honest this is porn without plot.

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You would say that you’re not sure how you got to the position you’re currently in, sat between Javier’s thighs with his cock pressed against your back as his fingers disappear inside of you, but that would be entirely untrue. You knew exactly how you’d got here. 

It had been a week since Javier had insisted on dragging you with shaking legs in front of his mirror and thoroughly fucking you and since then he’d become obsessed with it. Obsessed with how you thrived on watching yourself when he was eating your pussy, thrived on the throaty giggles you let you when he took you from behind and wrapped a hand around your throat for good measure. Tonight, he was obsessed with the intensity of your eyes on his in the mirror as his fingers disappeared into your soaking pussy, his other hand splayed across your tummy to keep you in place. 

There’s sweat dripping off you, the Colombian heat is stifling, even with the window open to let in a breeze. You mentally apologise to anyone walking the street below or anyone in the adjoining apartments for the noise they’ve clearly heard Javi pulling from you for hours. Your back is pressed so tightly against him that you can’t move, no matter how much you want to squirm away because it’s too much. You’ve lost count of how many orgasms he’s pulled out of you tonight and it hurts. But there’s something about the way white spots burst behind your closed eyes in the moment before you come undone that’s addictive, you don’t want him to stop, not really. 

The edge of Javi’s bed is digging into the back of your thighs, and if it wasn’t for his hand on your abdomen, you’d crumple off the edge into a heap. His breath is hot on your ear as he presses wet kisses behind it, and you can feel small beads of his pre-cum mixing with the sweat pooling at your lower back. His hand drops slowly, and he starts to circle your clit. 

“Fuck, Javi,” You mewl, “I can’t, I can’t anymore, it’s… fuck… it’s too much.” 

Your hand moves to his on your clit to try and push it away, his teeth sink into the skin of your shoulder, harder than usual, enough that a hiss of pain drops from your lips, “You want me to stop, hermosa?” He asks in a growl, “Because I think you can, I think you can give me another.” 

Your hands are still scrabbling to try and pull his from your pussy, “Go on, let me try,” His whispers, pricking goosebumps on your skin, “Hands on my thighs, promise I’ll make you feel good.” 

You decide to let him try, placing each of your hands on his thighs, digging your nails into the skin as you watch his fingers disappear into your pussy in the mirror and his middle finger rubs light circles around your clit. You wait as long as you can bare it, but it really is too much, your hands are moving again to try and get away from him. 

“You keep your hands where they are, or I’ll tie them up.” 

You know it’s not an empty threat. Your mind wanders to the time, a few months back, where he’d handcuffed you to the headboard and spent an hour between your legs, pulling four orgasms from you with his mouth. Whilst it had been thrilling, there’s no way you could do that tonight. You do as you’re told and put your hands back on his thighs. You tip your head onto his shoulder and close your eyes, but he’s pushes you forward with his shoulder. 

“Eyes on the mirror, querida, look at me whilst I fuck your pussy with my fingers.” 

Your eyes meet his own in the glass and you swear it brings you closer to the edge. His brow is furrowed but there’s an almost sadistic smirk across his lips and a darkness to his eyes that you’re used to now, it’s the look he gives you when he knows he’s pushing you, pushing his luck, but he just can’t ever get enough of what you sound like screaming his name and arching into him, or away from him depending on the position, when he makes you cum. 

“You like it, don’t you, mi pequeño diablo,” His fingers curl inside you and the finger on your clit presses harder, rubs faster, “You like it when it hurts, when I push you?” 

“Yes… ohmygod,” You moan and push yourself further down onto his fingers, “You know I love it.” 

He chuckles behind you, “I just like hearing you say it,” He lets out a moan of his own when you grind in a particular way against him that has you brushing up against his cock, “I can feel you getting tight, you’re going to cum aren’t you?” 

You nod your head and close your eyes; this time he lets you keep them firmly closed as he continues what he’s doing. You can feel it in your lower belly, and you clench down, his name is falling from your lips a mile a minute, javijavijavi, and then it’s crashing into you. His fingers are working you through the aftershocks and he’s laughing, he’s actually laughing at you. 

“I can’t Javi, it’s too much,” He speaks into your ear, mocking your words from earlier, “Look down and see what you did, chica preciosa.” 

You open your eyes and look down, and low and behold, his hand is soaked, and you can see the carpet between your feet darkening, did you? Did you just squirt?! 

“You’ve gotta have a little faith in yourself.” He whispers into your ear. 

He’s gathering his arms around your waist and pulling you back onto the bed. He’s led himself down and turned you around, although you’re not quite sure how, your brain understandably focusing on nothing else but the truly fucked out feeling he’s caused. 

“Sink down onto my cock, hermosa.” 

He’s filthy and you fucking love it. Your legs are jelly and you’re not quite sure you have the power to last long like this, but you do as you’re told, throwing your head back as he sinks into you for the third time that night, filling you up perfectly. 

His hands are on your hips, gripping hard enough that you’re sure there will be bruises in the shape of his thumbs there tomorrow. He’s guiding your hips to grind on his cock and although you’re sore, the friction is delicious. He’s groaning your name, thrusting up into your every now and again. You know he’s not going to last much longer, and neither are you. There’s a burning in your thighs that’s threatening to cramp, and your chest is tight from lack of air. 

“Fucking hell, querida, keep going, you’re gonna make me cum.” 

You smirk down at him, picking up the pace with the grinding of your hips, your hands coming up to your tits to massage them. You pull at your nipples, mewling at the sensation and with moment it’s all over. Javi is sat upright, arms wrapped around your back with his head buried in your chest as you feel him spill inside of you, cum painting every inch of your walls. He’s breathing your name and kissing any inch of skin he can reach with his mouth until he’s falling back with you, wrapping you up in his arms. 

“I think we need to get rid of the mirror.” You mumble, exhaustion settling into your bones.

“You don’t mean that, querida, I know you love it just as much as I do.” 

#Pedro Pascal #Javier Peña #Javier Peña smut #Javier Peña fic #Javier Peña fanfic #Javier Peña fan fiction #Javier Peña x you #Javier Peña x reader #Javier Peña x female reader #Javier Peña x f!reader #narcos fic #narcos smut #Javier Peña Pedro Pascal #jp drabbles

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❬ ✰❛ MASTERLIST ❀❜ ❱

.° ୭̥ ៳ Based on this post ♡̶ — If anyone have any imagines, brainrots, drabbles, or thoughts about: LYNEY, Tighnari, Cyno, WANDERER / SCARAMOUCHE / KUNI / KABUKIMONO, Heizou, Xiao, KAZUHA, Freminet, or yk any of our lovely genshin men, My inbox is open 🤲 (sfw/suggestive only)

STATUS : OPEN — these are not requests, only asks

🪄 LYNEY :

An assortment of Lyney drabbles/hcs that developed through reblogs -

PDA with Lyney -

Lyney struggling to pick an outfit for a date -

More Lyney HCs and Thoughts -

Lyney using his cape to shield you from the rain -

Some of the best Lyney HCs I've ever heard -

Ramblings : Lyney smells like... -

Ramblings : Lyney with a singer! s/o who sings songs in JP -

Lyney falling for a mysterious street performer -

Lyney coming home tired after a show -

More Lyney Brainrots -

Assassin! Lyney x Assassin! Reader ? -

Lyney with a reader who's allergic to cats -

Cards and kisses -

✨ WANDERER :

Scara with puppet ball joints -

Ramblings : Wanderer drawing official art -

Wanderer's relationship habits -

Mermaid! Scaramouche -

⚖️ CYNO :

Ramblings : Cyno -

Cyno x Reader x Spirit ?? -

Stealing manga! Cyno's cloak and hiding from him -

Manga! Cyno falling for trying to cure dying reader who has an evil god imbued in them -

🔎 HEIZOU :

Random Heizou HCs -

🍂 KAZUHA :

Kazuha loves all body types -

Kazuha brainrot + Scara with a clumsy s/o -

Cafe au! Kazuha -

Figure Skater Kazuha HCs -

🐧 FREMINET :

Freminet hiding his blush with his helmet -

Random Freminet things I think about -

Freminet + a reader who can't swim pt.1 -

Freminet + Sentient! Pers (thread) -

💨 XIAO :

pending...

🌿 TIGHNARI :

pending...

this masterlist is still being edited

#lyney #lyney x reader #genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #tighnari x reader #cyno x reader #wanderer x reader #heizou x reader #freminet x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #kabukimono x reader #fontaine #sumeru #genshin lyney #wanderer #xiao #cyno #tighnari #kazuha #freminet #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin brainrot #genshin drabbles

[hisui-dreamer]

ode to the prideful lion

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x gn!reader

Synopsis: despite what everyone said about him, he was absolutely perfect and you loved every bit of him

Tags: drabble, fluff, slightly poetic hehe, reader is a simp for Leona, bot proofread

Word count: 645

Notes: weee here's to my first fav in twst <3 happy birthday Leona! thank you for coming home in the jp server mwah mwah

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Your lover is prideful, but behind that facade lies a vulnerability that tugs at your heartstrings. It's as if he carries the weight of his past on his shoulders, burdened by countless expectations since the moment of his birth. How could anyone treat him as inferior just because he was born second? It's unfair, and it hurts to think about the pain he endured.

Your lover is lazy, and you often have to motivate him to start another day of living. And yet, under the right circumstances, his laziness transforms into fierce determination. You rarely witness that competitive side, that clever and methodical nature, and it leaves you in awe of him every time.

Your lover is talented in magic, and that alone is an alluring quality. But it's not just his abilities that captivate me; it's the way he embraces his gift with nonchalant charm, even as he skips classes and takes naps. It's as if he knows his worth and doesn't feel the need to prove it to anyone. And yet, he yearns for recognition and seeks to prove himself as a leader.

Your lover is a complex puzzle, and you find yourself falling for every intricate piece of his being. From his aloof exterior to his caring and passionate core, you're enamored by the contradictions that make him who he is. Your lover is someone who deserves love and acceptance, and you want nothing more than to be the one to give him that.

Your lover has an undeniable love for sleeping and cuddling, and there's something incredibly endearing about the way he cherishes those quiet moments together as he pulls you in to sleep together. There's a sense of safety and tranquility in those cuddles, a feeling of being cherished and protected in his presence. And when you both drift off to sleep, his rhythmic breathing and the gentle rise and fall of his chest create a soothing symphony that lulls you into a peaceful slumber. In those moments, you feel truly connected, and the world around you fades away, leaving just the two of you, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the simple yet profound joy of being together.

Your lover loves leaving love bites on you. Initially, you were taken aback by this intimate display of claiming, but over time, you began to understand that it's his way of showing affection and marking you as his own. Despite the possessiveness, you find yourself unable to be cross with him. There's something strangely endearing about his desire to assert his love in such a primal and passionate manner. Those love bites become a tangible reminder of his devotion and the depth of his emotions.

Your lover's warm embrace is like stepping into a cocoon of safety and affection. Despite his sometimes aloof exterior, when he wraps his arms around you, it feels as though all walls come down, and he lets you into his vulnerable core. The strength of his embrace conveys his desire to protect and cherish you. It's in those moments that you feel truly seen and understood, as if he's unraveling all the layers to know the real you. There's a captivating contrast between his carefree nature and the gentleness he exudes in those arms around you. It's as if he's trying to convey all the emotions he finds difficult to express through his actions, and you find solace and comfort in the depths of his warmth.

You love him with all his flaws and strengths. In his presence, you feel a sense of belonging, like two souls entwined in this chaotic world. You can't help but want to go back in time to be there for him, to support him in his darkest hours, and you know the best thing you can do now is remain by his side and support him through the present.

Your lover, is none other than Leona Kingscholar.

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if you liked this post, don't forget to reblog!

#twstnexus #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland leona #leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingsholar

[ghostiiess]

currently playing….nsb’s songs!

header by @yvbiko ! dividers by @cafekitsune ! my requests are closed!

OT7 (only hc atm)

how the media team (and ty) would stop the boys argument (fluff, y/n's not included in this one)

"i can't wait to see edits of us together." (fluff, famous!gf x nsb members)

the boys giving you princess treatment (fluff)

what the other boys think about you and a member's romantic relationship (fluff)

the boys getting you promise ring (fluff)

the boys seeing you in lingerie (suggestive)

comforting them about your ex (reverse-comfort!)

when they see their girl breaking down because of all the studies they have (comfort)

when they do a prank on youtube and call you clingy and actually hurt you (angst with comfort at the end, happy ending)

the boys taking care of you while you're sick (fluff, comfort)

them seeing their girl being jealous (fluff, comfort)

them taking care of you when you’re pregnant! (fluff)

christmas with them (fluff)

you celebrating your birthday with them (fluff)

my drabbles / shorts work!

NSB LOVE LETTERS - special valentine's day! (fluff)

the tweets they make about you (fluff)

texts with nsb members - when they mention you on their lives (fluff)

texts with nsb members - when they see you sad (comfort)

texts with nsb members - random questions they ask you at 3am (fluff)

texts with nsb members - when you’re scared of the dark (oli’, seb’, justin’, and ryan’s part) (fluff, comfort)

texts with nsb members - when you’re scared of the dark (kane’, darren’, and regie’s part) (fluff, comfort)

texts with nsb members - when they’re jealous over a fictional character (fluff)

most to least discreet when they're in love (fluff)

most to least anxious when their girl don't text them back (fluff)

most to least insecure when they're jealous (fluff)

nsb as your bestfriends (pictures)

EVENT OCTOBER 2023 - 7 daily post until halloween

click here to see all the posts!

oliver moy:

home alone? (suggestive, imagine)

oliver moy being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

aquarium date with oliver moy (fluff, hc)

oliver moy seeing you in his tshirt (fluff, hc)

oliver being protective of seb (fluff, hc, y/n is not included in this one!)

oliver moy singing you to sleep (fluff, hc)

oliver moy seeing you during their tour (fluff, hc)

oliver's reaction when he see you didn't shaved (comfort, hc)

walking outside hands in hands with oliver (fluff, hc)

oliver moy as your boyfriend (pictures)

sebastian moy:

period comfort (fluff, comfort, imagine)

i can't drive because you drive me crazy (suggestive, imagine)

i'm the one for you.. (FEAT JUSTIN PHAN) (comfort and angst with a happy ending, imagine)

sebastian moy being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

movie night with seb (fluff, hc)

what i think sebastian moy would do if he saw you crying in the dark (comfort, hc)

what would seb do if you were smaller than him (fluff, hc)

touring with seb (fluff, hc)

coming out to seb (LGBTQ+) (fluff, comfort)

oliver being protective of seb (y/n is not included in this one!!) (fluff, hc)

"i'm scared, y/n. i'm really scared." (reverse comfort!)

buying halloween stuff with seb (fluff, hc)

sebastian moy as your boyfriend (pictures)

justin phan:

happy birthday, kitten.. (suggestive, imagine)

" your anxiety is lying to you, my love " (comfort, imagine)

i'm the one for you.. (FEAT SEBASTIAN MOY) (fluff, angst with a happy ending, imagine)

justin phan being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

cooking with jp (fluff, hc)

how i think justin would express his love towards you (fluff, hc)

him asking you out on a date (fluff, hc)

how i think jp would help you with your mental health (comfort, hc)

justin phan as your boyfriend (pictures)

‘i’m in love with a skater boy’

ryan nguyen:

next round (suggestive, imagine)

carving pumpkins with ryan (fluff, hc)

ryan being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

going to a concert with azngami (fluff, hc)

ryan introducing you to the stars (fluff, hc)

you cut yourself while cooking (comfort, hc)

ryan nguyen as your boyfriend (pictures)

kane ratan:

" want to do 7 minutes in heaven with me? " (suggestive, imagine)

going shopping with kane! (fluff, hc)

going to an anime convention with kane! (fluff, hc)

kane being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

what i think kane would do if he see you being upset (comfort, hc)

traveling with him! (fluff, hc)

kane trying to speak your native language (which is not english) (fluff, hc)

watching scary animes with kane (fluff, hc)

kane ratan as your boyfriend (pictures)

darren liang:

seb's car talk is always right (angst, probably not a happy ending, imagine)

darren being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

you holding darren's hands for the first time (fluff, hc)

what i think darren would do while you're on your period (comfort, hc)

saturday night with lildarbear (fluff, hc)

selfcare night (fluff, hc)

finding a matching costume with darren (fluff, hc)

darren liang as your boyfriend (pictures)

regie macalino:

regie being your boyfriend (fluff, hc)

regie's reactions when he saw you crying in the bathroom (comfort, hc)

date with regie!! (fluff, hc)

having a dog with regie be like (fluff, hc)

doing arts with macalino (fluff, hc)

making aesthetic pumpkins with regie (fluff, hc)

regie macalino as your boyfriend (pictures)

#north star boys #nsb #northstarboys #imagine #imagines #female reader #x reader #oliver moy #olivermoy #olimoy #sebmoy #sebastianmoy #sebastian moy #justinphan #justin phan #jphan #ryannguyen #ryan nguyen #rynguyen #kanebray #kane bray #kane ratan #kaneratan #darrenliang #darren liang #lildarbear #regie macalino #regiemacalino #sorry for the tags #masterlist

[viperwhispered]

Thinking about the transition of jamil x yuu dynamic after his overblot ngl.. I would be pissed at him but at the same time I wanna help in any way i can

Oof yeah.

Like on one hand Jamil’s the one who dragged Yuu into this mess in the first place, basically kidnapped them (along with the whole dorm), controlled them with Snake Whisper… plenty of lovely things that are totally easy to get over. (I’ve also got a bit of an angsty drabble thingy about that that I wrote at some point.)

But at the same time, I mean how can you not feel for him? Jamil being trapped in servitude since childhood, just… There’s so much wrong with that. No wonder he saw no good ways out.

Like, I’ve probably said this so many times by now, but with all the previous overblots my reaction was basically like “yeah that sucks but so do your actions” (it sure took me some time to get over Riddle for example, ngl, he just really rubbed me the wrong way). With Jamil (even before the extra jp context), it was like “yeahhh this is not exactly great but also I totally get it and can’t really judge because I don't think I would've managed any better”.

So honestly sometimes I forget that oh yeah he did actually do some pretty questionable stuff to Yuu before his overblot didn’t he.

It would be tricky for sure, building a more honest understanding and trust after that. Difficult for Yuu to come to terms with what Jamil did to them, their friends and the whole dorm. Difficult for Jamil to believe that Yuu genuinely cares - or that maybe Jamil would be okay being a bit more open with them.

I really don’t know how things would happen (I mean also depends of what kind of Yuu we’re thinking of here, and if they’d be more sympathetic or pissed off) but I’d love to see more good explorations about the slow mending of the rift and the emerging understanding

(Also diodellet’s got a lovely (I say if it wasn't also very angst) fic of Yuu / you helping Jamil deal with the aftermath of the overblot if you haven’t seen it, more from the sympathetic side of things.)

#twisted wonderland #jamil viper #ner talks #chatting with folks #majestickitty #jamil viper x reader #jamil viper x yuu

[worldwide-simp]

Request

Um, so I’ve decided to start writing drabbles, headcanons, and silly little things like that on Tumblr

So here are characters you can request for

Dr Jack Bright/Elias Shaw

Dr Gerald

Dr Alto Clef

Dr Iceberg

Dr Cimmerian

Scp 001- (Gate Guardian or Scarlet King)

Scp 035

Scp 040-JP

Scp 049

Scp 073

Scp 076-2

Scp 079

Scp 096

Scp 105-(post Omega-7)

Scp 106

Scp 682

Scp 953

(you can still request for more characters, either message me or comment on this post)

Please remember that I won't get to writing your request as soon as you send it, I surprisingly have a life outside of writing.

Anyways have a good day

#scp foundation #scp 076 #scp 049 #scp 682 #scp fandom #scp x reader #yandere #yandere blog #Yandere Scp x reader #scp 073 #scp #scp au #various x reader #scp 105 #scp 106 #scp 035 #scp 096 #scp 953 #Idealistic Antidote #dr jack bright #dr elias shaw #dr alto clef #dr gerald #dr iceberg #scarlet king #gate guardian #scp 001 #scp 079 #Scp 040-JP #Yandere Scp various x reader