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argreion · 3 months

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What's Your Poison?

Leon Kennedy general/BF headcanons!

We all need some Leon in our lives. This is basically adding onto my own headcanons plus boyfriend headcanons! NSFW too! Stupid? Yes. Do I really care and just wanted to make something today? Yes!

Also YES, the little dividers are uneven (and stupid), it's triggering to me but we still MUST go on.

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Warnings: Each Leon contains a NSFW and a SFW. RE2R - Nipple play, pussy munching Leon, talks of mommy/daddy kink, food play. RE4R - General talks of hair pulling and breathplay, and pegging. RE6 - talks of drunk sex, (dub-con in a way?), munch Leon, daddy kink, breathplay, somno. Vendetta - talks of choking, pegging, marking and hints of impact play, and MUNCHHHH! Death Island - Talk of motorcycle sex, boob jobs, thigh jobs, shower sex, and scent kink.

Our favorite rookie! Our little pookie! He's such a sweetheart! We'll just say Raccoon City didn't happen, because you would've had to know him before Raccoon City to even actually date him. You two probably met in high school or during his time at the police academy.

He falls hard, he's young, he doesn't understand. Ada didn't exactly happen in this timeline. He doesn't even know Ada exists. I'm sorry Aeon fans, I love Ada, but the way I see Leon… I gotta erase her for RE2R.

Sweet little dates, at cafés, bakeries, or at home! The movie nights you two do, rom-coms, Disney movies, or stupid comedy. Loves them! Feel like he wants the perfectly sweet popcorn, and will buy every kind of seasoning for you. Burnt his popcorn on accident, and accidentally set the fire alarm off, too. Yikes, asides from the blaring alarm. You two couldn't help but giggle! Date nights either ended in mistake, like Leon accidentally falling asleep with his face in popcorn, or ended in cuddles!

Cuddles with RE2 Leon? TUMMY! RE2 Leon has a tummy! He lets you squish and lay on it. Blow raspberries, which he gets bashful at. That's stupid, and that's for kids! Ok, maybe he liked it…

Generally, he's pretty courteous! He's a good boy! Holds the door open like his mama taught him. Hold the chair out for you. Walk on the outer edge of side walks. Offer his coat when needed. Loves to be rewarded with a kiss, or a head pat!

Melts at the fact you might steal his clothes. And tries to often clean them for you. You're in his hoodie? It's going on his phone and possibly in a scrapbook!

Leaves cute little note reminders for you. 'Love you! <3', 'Remember to take your meds!', 'Take breaks!'. Will do small stupid doodles on them as well. Either him with a sloppy chibi style. Or some cute flower or thing he saw on TV!

Bit of a dork, too. I didn't get into this with my general Leon head canons, but I see Leon as a bit of a collector. Possible plushie collector! Watch him at those claw machines, he's stubborn to get a new one! Grew up with plushies and Gundam, too! Will and wants to build with you! He finds it cute, he finds the small odd things cute!

Wants to get a dog with you, said it would be fun! Walking around with it, possibly a bloodhound! It's big floppy ears, and you could howl with it? C'mon, what's not to love?

Little bit of a gamer! Plays stuff like Mario Kart, Zelda, Minecraft, etc. Honestly, just the pretty popular and highly rated games. Gets a D.S. just to get Nintendogs + Cats. Treats them like his babies if you won't want a dog. Is a little pouty because of it, but he'll get it over!

Lets you honestly do whatever you want on him. Want to yassify his look with make-up? Cosplay? Sure, just don't make him wear a skirt. Draw on his face and arms? Go ahead! Cute stickers? He'll take a picture! Photoshoot? There's a place downtown that'll be good! M-marriage? Gonna have to wait a bit on that, babe…

Though, it does come with some setbacks. He's over apologetic. He feels bad for looking so… Feminine, or wishing he wasn't so soft. He looks like a kid at points, in his eyes. His teeth are a bit wonky, too. Don't worry, Leon. We still and always will love you! A little awkward at talking, as well. His last relationship didn't end good, he remembered drinking a lot. Just wants and hopes you'll stay!

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So, let's be honest. Leon will take you well, strap or not. Loves being able to be of use to you. He's gentle, and honestly wants you to be, too! Sorry, but I can't picture him with rough sex at all with RE2! He isn't ready to be choked, or have bondage. The worst he would do is overstimulation, and he has to hype himself up heavily and ask every single second for it!

Likes to nibble and suck on your chest! Worship your nipples, suck on them, kiss them, just nipples. Wants to hold the boobs, be your personal bra. Loves to snuggle them as well, it gives him comfort.

Did we ever mention mommy AND daddy issues? I feel like he might not want to be babied as much, considering I feel like he was a low-key nerd/weirdo in high school. But he can't help but call you something endearing. Sucks on you while looking up at you, those pretty blues. Then asking, “Did I do good?”

Loves the emotion of love during sex. He doesn't even call it sex, honestly. He calls it love making. Positions like Face-Off or honestly 69 make it better to him. Being able to hold you in some way, it makes each single second more heavenly than before.

Sit on his face, please. He loves being able to love you so much. It's also a bit arousing to be suffocated by pussy, but that's just him. Burying himself into your folds and licking at your nub, it's his end journey to do so.

Trims his pubic hair just for you, has accidentally cut himself while doing so… Doesn't want to be a big bush down there! You might not even see his dick because of it!

His dick is probably five to six inches, honestly. I'm leaning towards a four to five, but girlies like going large, so go large! Hard? He probably gains about an inch and a half. Two inches at most. Get him aroused with ice cream, or sensually licking whipped cream off your finger. It always does the trick to the innocent mind.

Rookie is a little buffer now, eh? He's still the same, but honestly… To even date him, you'd probably have to date him before or during RE2R. I feel like he wouldn't even want a relationship during the RE4R — Damnation time frame.

He'll still fall hard, but not dumb. He's seen things now, heard screams, he's traumatized, like legitimately traumatized. Please, give him a hug and just be patient with him after Spain. He needs a moment to rest and for his brain to relax somewhat.

Dates with him are simple, honestly, just pretty basic and cheap. He doesn't need to wear a tuxedo, or go to a penthouse, to enjoy what he has. Orders from a local place, he loves supporting small businesses. If there is none, the way to go is fast food! Sure, he kind of hates it, but it's worth it for you. Cuddled up, watching a stupid show or movie. Movie nights and such with him are amazing! He isn't annoying with talking, and keeps an arm around you at all times.

Pet names galore! Still prefers to use your actual or preferred name, but likes to sometimes go. Babe? Babeeeeee? That was when he knew he fucked up, trying to cook on his own. Then you watched as the apartment exploded, with him awkwardly standing there. :3

Understands the fact he's bad because of everything. He isn't always there to help you. Feels horribly for it, too. Even if you reassure him, it still feels wrong to him for you to feel sad he's gone. He shouldn't even be gone, he should be with you! Hugging you, making Mac and Cheese at 2AM with you! He should be present, and he's not.

Tries to make up for that fact with texting or calls. He needs one every few days, or else he freaks out. Look, he's a mama hen, he worries a lot. For Sherry and Ashley, and you, of course.

Whenever he comes home, all he wants to do is shower with you. No shower sex when he gets home, but two of his favorite things in one place? Sir, yes, sir! Showering with you is his favorite things. Especially when you two start to smack each other with towels, (or the other's ass.)

Still a collector, but this time… It's Gundam PLUS movies. Keeps a few plushies from his childhood. Don't call him out, he'll get all flustered.

Isn't a gamer anymore, his schedule gets pretty clogged up nowadays. Ever since he saved Ashley, he gets put on a lot more missions and such.

Sleeping with him involves an arm around you. Now sleeping like a rock, making you wonder if he's even breaking at points. Will proceed to wrap himself around like a koala, and nuzzle into you. You aren't leaving the bed, you're in his territory, now! You can't fight back or escape…

But you can start a tickle fight, and ultimately lose. He'll pin you down, laughing like an idiot if you even try to tickle him at all. His laugh isn't amazing, that's why he chuckles. He snorts at points, and Leon is pretty self-conscious about it.

Just like with his image about himself. He knows he's pretty, ok? He doesn't want that to be his only thing, though. Getting undermined because you're a pretty boy is tough, and it wears him down. Combat that with noticing something that isn't his eyes, ok? His teeth? His moles? Hands? How he does certain things? How he collects stuff! He'll be ok with you right there, and will be like his rookie self again and again.

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Still emotionally attached to sex. Very emotionally attached to sex. Once in a while you'll see him get all bent out of shape, bending you over his office desk and just go at it. Headlock and all.

Will take the strap, but he needs convincing (it's only a general talk of rules and safe words.) Honestly likes it, likes just being the submissive one. He trusts you to treat him right, and please do. Leon has gone through shit, you can see his mental health declining, and he finds solace sometimes in sex.

Cowgirl kind of man now, wants to hold hands or let you set the pace. Loves to let his hands wander as you get onto riding him. Jokes about you being the cowgirl, and he's just the steed. Might even jokingly wear a cowboy hat. (Take it, iykyk.)

Tug on his hair, he'll moan pitifully. Scratch up his chest and back. Bite at his shoulder to keep quiet. He isn't going to mind anymore, will gladly wear a hickey if he has to. If Hunnigan asks him again one more time why he has a hickey, though… He'll explode from actual embarrassment.

Will suffocate your face if you do suck his dick. Thighs squishing your head and basically breathing in his legs now. He can't help, he's a little sensitive! Don't lick underneath the head, he will literally buck and possibly facefuck you.

Cuddle sex is a must for him, he likes being able to spoon or cuddle with his dick in you! Also, snuggly and his little buddy is warm! It's a win-win for him and you!

Dick size? Probably a 5 1/2 (about 14 centimeters!) inches soft, gets to 7 inches (Almost eighteen centimeters! Basically 17.78 centimeters, so…) PERSONALLY, I feel like Leon tried shaving once before RE2R, cut himself, hated it. Tried again in the RE4R era, and then failed. So, he tries to keep a neat bush, not actual trying to shave all his hair.

Welp, now our baby is daddy. He's got a slutty waist, stupid one-liners, dual wields guns, what's next?

Leon is basically a seasoned gentleman now. Offers his jacket or coat more often. Pfft, you want it to yourself? No! You're sharing! Come huddle underneath him as you watch New Year's, Valentine's Day, Christmas, and Thanksgiving! He doesn't care if he looks dumb, you look so cute as a jacket burrito!

Collects DVDs, cassettes, gundam stuff and records! Oh my lord, he has a record player! Slow dances with him! C'mon, it's not stupid, just wait till you're in his arms. Swaying around like dumbasses. Dopey smiles on your face.

Dates this time around are still like RE4R, but local restaurants. Tries to not drink in front of you because of it feels weird. Might get a small shot of whiskey, but that's all.

Pretty stressed with work, he has papers, training rookies, missions, many things. Enjoys if you rake your fingers through his hair, massage his shoulders, get him a snack or drink. Appreciates the small things while he's alive. He might not get them in mere days, he might be dead.

Cuddles with him are nice, your head in his neck, his hand stroking your back. With a movie in the back? Yeah, perfect way to end the day for him.

Will train you of self-defense, because he's gone more often. He sees the president now, he's under the president's order now. Teaches you knife skills, how to shoot a gun, and even make you do a little yoga to be loose. Let's admit it, he'll press against you with a boner. He would, don't lie.

Now he's a mechanic! He'll literally tinker with his motorcycle when he's at home, and his car. Can I just say he's an ok driver? We know he crashes, but he's ok when it's not on a mission. Purposefully speeds up a bit to play around with you, please tell him to stop, he'll do it almost every single time…

Motorcycle rides!!! He wants you to know what it's like to at least be on a motorcycle. His heart will melt if you stick little stickers on his helmet. Doesn't care if he gets laughed at work for it. He's gonna keep those stickers.

Has little idle or casual games on his phone to pass the time. Things like Piano Tiles, Dune, etc. If he isn't playing it, he's probably texting you. Texts in emojis, and sometimes it makes you question if he's ok…

Setbacks? Honestly, there's a lot… He's depressed, we all know he is. Damnation — Vendetta feels like the most saddening for me. RE6 is the center of the storm, the eye. He can be… Drunk. Very drunk, at points. Meaning, he gets irrational, as we see in Vendetta. He cries himself to sleep, he wakes up from nightmares. Leon has a lot happen to him, and it clearly shows. Tense, stressed, tired, and emotional at points.

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Leon is a bit… Lazy. Yeah, I'll say it. He has his spurs of horny energy, but lazy… He wants you to ride him. Let him somno you, or you somno him!

Waking up with your mouth on his cock, grumbling at how you're a good girl for daddy. His hands in your hair as you suck on him like a lollipop. If he even gets a call during it? Shoves your head down on his cock and listens to Hunnigan or whoever on the other side.

Loves to make you wake up with his cock in you, and head buried in your neck. Lazily thrusting or cock warming himself. Murmurs good morning and kisses your neck.

Oh my stars, HE'S SO HORNY WHEN DRUNK? LIKE, OK, Emotional and aggressive drunk Leon who apologizes? But there's another drunk Leon that's HORNY? Dead, my ass is out, and I'm looking over my shoulder at him. I'm not sorry for it.

He'll get on top of you when you sleep and go at it. Whining as you squeeze around his softened dick. And if he cums inside it and it leaks? Slurp, it's gone. Waking up with this idiot in-between in your legs. Pussy juice all over his face.

Daddy kink is, to an extreme, will bend you over the kitchen counter and make you suck his fingers. Have a casual conversation with him, ask “How's your day, daddy?”, did he just cum inside you? He's sorry. (not)

Dick size? Basically the same with RE4R. The bush is still trimmed, and doesn't match the carpet! The drapes are darker!

Well, I don't exactly have any stupid or a silly thing to say, cause Vendetta Leon is pretty serious. He isn't fooling around, and I don't see him as moving from partner to partner. Leon is honestly a pretty loyal guy, even if I said otherwise in another head canon. Honestly, they change constantly, so don't take my word for everything.

The only thing I ask you think about is that he is at his lowest low in Resident Evil during this moment. So, we'll try to treat this part 'realistically'. (' ' because I personally haven't dealt with something similar to this, but I'd like to try to be semi-realistic with him.)

Leon's something else in this era, compared to his past ones. It's like he's shut himself off from everything and almost everyone. Even if you started dating him now, or before this era, you're still getting cut off to certain degrees.

Still tries to show he cares, it's not easy. He's confused, deep in his thoughts, and honestly suffering. Alcohol dulls his mind and senses, and it helps him shine through.

Leon wouldn't hurt you, nor even try to lay a hand on you. He can't, he will scream, cry, get frustrated, but hitting is a part he will never EVER do. That'll just hurt his soul more and more. Sex is one thing of love, but he can't hurt you through anger. He can't even squeeze your neck harshly, even if you beg the poor man too.

SNAPPY! So snappy, he will literally chew you out affectionately if you cut something wrong, or hurt yourself! You tripped!? Damn your feet for making you do that! You cut your finger making lunch? Move aside, he’s an expert in cutting. Period? Ok, he isn’t going to be an ass for that. He’ll go out and get anything you want, don’t worry.

Dates with him are more lax, even compared to someone like RE4R Leon, or RE6. He doesn't care enough to just… prepare for a date. It's really hard to explain, because honestly I'm dumb, ok? But sometimes things like these, all he wants is someone he trusts and loves beside him. Your presence is enough, even if you want a date. If you beg hard enough, sure, Uber Eats date. That's what you'll get, or even motorcycle rides.

He still wants you to feel a motorcycle ride, deep down. It's fun, but he's making you wear a helmet. Will joke about you spilling like an egg. If you're scared, that's ok! He gets scared and just acts on adrenaline/instinct!

Wants naps with you, just fall asleep with him. He’ll sleep better with you beside him. Someone to hold and love. Squeezing you gently, hand holding yours, nose buried in your hair. He does a little sniff here and there, your scent brings him home.

Please sit beside him on the floor or couch when he wakes up with a nightmare. Lean your head on his shoulder, just be there for him. Let him know it’s ok and that you’re here. Even if he woke up drunk with a headache, wants to scream, you’re his comfort. Don’t betray his trust, it’s not that easy to truly gain.

Collecting still happens, somewhat. Slowing down because he can’t bother to just enjoy a hobby. There are people dying out there, getting slaughtered by someone who hates a government or certain types of people, or something just overly so feeble-minded. Yes, this people are smart, but sometimes their thought process is something else. He can’t deal with the fact he can sit here and kill people, or watch them be killed. That he can sit there, listen to music, or watch TV. Even after the movie, we’ll say between the point of the end of Vendetta and Death Island, he does change. It doesn’t mean he thinks it’s ok.

This change comes with small things:

Leon becomes less drunk, and honestly I would say he would go to therapy. It helps him, and kudos to him. Mega slay, get yourself the help you need.

Maybe even a little more social. Chris really helped, and you did too! He means it when he says he needed someone beside him, even if you’re telling him to get help and constantly fight over his state. He’s thankful for someone worrying about him.

Little gacha machines and trinkets for his gun, he collects guns and gundams. I’m gonna say it. I’m gonna say it… Gundam COLLECTOR. Period. We all know he probably likes doing stuff with his hands. (That isn’t fingering you-) Cleaning guns, fixing motorcycles, THINGS!!!

Gets honestly a little happy every time you send him a text, or put something stupid on his gun or his daily life things. Face, motorcycle, helmet, gun, even his knife. Likes seeing you giggle and happy in general, this goes for any damn Leon. I love the small things, and I don't care what anyone else SAYS.

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Drunk and lazy sex, still!!! Somno!! Let him wake you up to him being a pussy munch, please! He gets so happy when he sees you wake up and then blush. Just jokes on being hungry for breakfast, and then just starts eating there again! Like, warn me? He isn’t, he does it twice a week. (We like it, Leon, you sweetheart.)

When he starts feeling better, he’s gonna get a little frisky. Might choke you a little, but you gotta still talk with him about everything. He isn’t an asshole, nor does he honestly want to be.

The idea of a vibrator inside you at a store? He’s flicking it up and down, they’ll just think he’s a good boyfriend! Little did they know, you just squirt in your panties. Kisses your whimpers and moans away, can’t let anyone know, can we?

Likes you making marks on him! It’s hot to him, why are you so embarrassed? Who’s gonna ask why the hell there’s a hickey on his neck? Or a slap mark on his ass? C’mon, live a little! Only one life, and he wants to live it now! So, MARK HIM!

Still takes the strap, do it when he’s drunk. He starts whining, might even start fucking himself onto the strap. You’re just trying to worry because he starts going so fast, and he’s just screaming. Yikes, you might get a noise complainant because of him. Cums so fast when he’s drunk and riding you, sweet baby boy, it’s ok…

His drapes are kind of unruly, honestly. Please, break into his room and trim them, man… Unless you like that. The carpets and drapes basically match.

You love to rush him, don't you? Either or not you stayed with him from RE2R, got him during RE6 or Vendetta, or just randomly coming onto his radar. He's feeling better, and he's kicking ass while doing it.

Dates with him are honestly gonna be pretty normal. Now he's doing restaurants, but not overly fancy. That's for a wedding, or a baby. Local restaurants, staying home watching movies, walks in the park, or even workout dates. Are those even a thing? Now they are.

He's gonna coach you if you ever do do workouts. Will one up you, and wants you to do it back. Make him eat his words, that's the fun in it! Get the blood and competition going! At least sit with him when he works out, or when does yoga? Lay underneath him when he does push-ups. Give him smooches, he lives for them. Hold down his feet when he does sit-ups. Kiss him when he comes up!

Sleep in on work with him, don't worry, he can get away with it… Usually. Play with his hair, kiss his cheek, hug his torso, he's falling asleep. Old man hugs you tightly against him, and you're both passing out. Only waking up when Hunnigan is calling him repeatedly for a mission.

Really clingy for a boyfriend. Like, I get he's a clingy middle-aged man. But he wants to hold you every single second. Arm around your waist, kissing your hand, squeezing your hip. Don't run! He's trained! You got three seconds to come back before he chases you down!

Wants to see you wear his clothes. His leather jacket!? You slept with it? Will sneak a picture of it, and accidentally leave his flash on. Frantically apologizes as he woke you up, and then sneaks off somehow. He's got to remember to turn that damned flash off…

Try sweets with him! All Leons have a sweet tooth, but especially RE2R and DI! Here, have you tried this? Or this? O-Or th— OH I'M SO SORRY! You just have to stand there with either so many flavors or tastes in your mouth. He just got excited! Here, do it back to him!

Slow dancing at anytime with him. Let him spin you around slowly and just be there with you. He isn't amazing, but he loves feeling you there with him.

Debate about Disney movies with him, he'll actually debate back. He's got all the movies on VHS, DVD, and of course he has them on Disney+! He ain't selling 'em when he's old and wrinkly! He won't let you take them!

Matching jackets with him, or shirts! He takes so many photos! Leon can't help it, the last one didn't capture your essence!

Still uses emojis like an idiot. And sends selfies of him mid-battle or coming back on heli/plane. Leaves cute voice messages! Don't make him speak in a cutesy voice, he'll fail miserably.

Wrestling is a must, he gets into it sometimes. He's pretty gentle, honestly. Why struggle in his big manly arms? Don't leave him! See, he's crying! You made poor old man Leon cry!

Relaxed motorcycle rides, hold on to him tight! He drives recklessly, but trust his skill! You're in good hands.

Actually, hold that thought… Leon loves hands. Shave his stubble, squeeze his arm, do many dirty things or wholesome things to him. Like, he's honestly so soft.

Setbacks? Honestly, it's a mix of RE4R and RE6. Cries himself to sleep. Wants you with him when it does happen. Tries to use what he was taught, and sometimes it does and doesn't work. So, man does drink the pain away at points. It isn't as bad as Vendetta, but the pain isn't over. Sadly, he's forced himself to get used to it. The bad guys always pop up, and he doesn't even know if younger people can handle them. The burdens of being the president's lapdog are stressful. Let's remember one key thing, Leon didn't even willingly become his lapdog. Like, period. LET HIM LIVE HIS LIFE WITH YOU!!

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You can't say it hasn't crossed Leons mind to have motorcycle sex! Dude, he will tease you on his bike. Cup your mound and slip his fingers to your folds. Fucks you on that bike hard, it's such a turn-on for him at this point. He can't deny it, every single Leon can't deny it. (RE6 — DI) Always gets away with it, somehow.

Wearing lingerie for him? Lace… He will drop to his knees and put his head on your thigh. Blue eyes pleading you let him fuck you. You're so beautiful!

You'll look so much more beautiful with his cum on your body! Let him jerk-off and cum on you! Your face, pussy, stomach, chest, thighs… Did he get hard again? He snaps so many pictures and gets them done. Possibly even a Polaroid, gotta keep some encouragement in his wallet.

BOOBSSS! He can't help but love your boobs so much. Like in RE2R, he wants to hold them. Do a little sucking on them, kiss your nipples, and titty fucking? Let him shove his dick between those breasts and go hammer at it.

Thighs as well? THIGH FUCKING!! Paint those pretty thighs in white, cause he ain't holding back!

Shower sex? Mmmmm, cutely wash each other than washing the sex off AS you have sex? Complain when the water starts getting cold, he's gonna be a little shit and spray cold water on your pussy. Do it back at him, he'll scream like a girl!

Will make you apologize for that by making you give his balls some loving? Oh, you don't want hair with your food? Shut up, you don't have to pay anything! It's SEASONING! Will literally have one hand pushing you into his balls to suck on, while playing some stupid game on his phone or texting Hunnigan.

Teasing texts + selfies. Leon levels up in that stuff, omg. He sucks in RE2R, but he's getting pretty ok at it! Teases you with a bulge pic if he can. Or shirtless pics? Spits out his drink when he gets to see pretty breasts or your cute little pussy. Furiously texts back saying “MORE” (Then adds “pls and ty :)”)

Drapes are slightly darker, and back to being trimmed! Balls are a little bigger because I said so.

Just wanted to add a little something at the bottom... THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FIFTY FOLLOWERS! I'm so surprised I got there within a week! Y'all are so sweet! And thanks to all the people who've been so nice to me too :(( I hope I can soon be up to good expectations!

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babybinko · 9 months

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Made a TON of Venture Bros. genderbends :D

Bonus + some of my thoughts on all the designs under the cut:

This is from a conversation I had with a friend about how Dermott and Hank would behave in this AU (its exactly the same as normal)

Ok now some thoughts on my design process

Hank: I think I drew Hank's face actually perfect, I made her so cute. I also feel like there's a common trope with genderbends where athletic characters get short hair so I gave her long hair and gave Dean short hair. I actually think the longer hair fits her perfectly. ALSO I LOVE HER BOOTS.

Dean: I gave goth Dean more Accessories than normal because normal goth dean had no fucking swag (it was besties idea to make her pants ripped). Even before I started drawing college Dean I knew I was giving her those legwarmers you can pry them from my cold dead hands. Same with the legwarmers I knew the first dean design needed a Jean skirt its just the vibes.

Dermott: The millisecond I even thought about doing Dermott I KNEW she would be 2012 grunge girl aesthetic. Gigantic shoplifting energy. Love her.

Rusty: I wanted her to look like a mean mom and I believe I accomplished that goal. Absolutely had to add the glasses strap. Very Jamie Lee Curtis.

Brock: I drew the one with the hair down first and my friends preferred the one with the hair up so I just did both. I wonder if she was a cheerleader in college and killed another girl on her cheer squad by throwing her too far/dropping them.

21: I drew 21 then I realized I had just drawn myself with bangs. Also I drew her with a blunt because there's an episode where 21 has a joint in his mouth the whole episode the other henchmen are standing in stupid poses in the background and its maybe one of my favorite bits in the entire show its so stupid.

24: 24 took several attempts to get the hair right I kept drawing it short and curly and my friend told me to give her Elaine from Seinfeld hair which I think ended up working really well.

Monarch: One of my favorites I did. I feel like this one you can definitely tell how Bayonetta completely re-arranged my brain chemicals as teenager. I love the hip cutouts, I made a tummy cutout to kind of mimic how Dr.GF's monarch costume is kinda skimpy. It's also hard to tell because of the cowl but I tried to give her like a finger waves hairstyle.

Dr.Gf: I tried a bunch of different hats but my friends liked the brimless hat the most and completely doomed him into looking like a Bellhop (more than he already did). Its giving Tyler the Creator at the 2020 Grammys. I still think he's cute though :)

Billy: I really didnt want to just draw her in a suit because thats boring. The show always gives me 60s vibes despite being set in modern day (I'm sure its on purpose) and I definitely channeled that with Billy. It took a couple tries to find a balance between fitting her body but still looking adult but I think I got it in the end.

Pete: YAYYYY PETE YAAAAYY!!! ^_^ Shes so Ava Max Coded. I also gave her giant buckles on her shoes to match his stupid ass one two buckle my shoes ass shoes.

Triana: Very much looks like putting emo boy in the Pinterest search bar. I made her thigh highs into his sleeves and I gave him square bangs like her.

Dr. Orpheus: NEEDED to make her a hot milf and I did. Its a little hard to see but her shirt has lace over the open part. I love the hair Jewerly at the bottom of her braid. :)

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Part 2 of "How Long"

pairing: f!reader x brother-in-law!joel miller

description: the next day, you're stuck in your own head about last night. how can joel change your mind and make you stay? spoiler, he can't.

word count: 6.1k

warnings: MINORS DNI! this is 18+, pre!outbreak joel, this is mainly just angst. mentions of cheating. some sexual tension and talks of sex. this skips ahead 2 months in the middle, so a slight time jump. name calling, pet names also included.

author's note: this is part two of "how long"! I wanted to get into the smut but I wanted to add this kinda as a way to guide the reader through the next parts. and yes, there's more coming! enjoy joel being soft for reader.

Maybe it was for revenge in the beginning, but Joel made you feel like the woman you wanted to be all along.

You wake up in his arms, and for the first time in a long time, you felt safe and secure. His soft snores were cute and not annoying like Tommy’s loud and obnoxious snores. His expression when sleeping was so precious, his nose wiggling and his brows not furrowed in their normal spot. When he notices you stirring, his snores fade and his eyes slowly drift open. Once he sees your staring, he gives you a lazy smile.

“Mornin’ sweet girl,” He grumbles, stretching his legs and making his biceps flex under your neck.

“Howdy,” You say softly. You sit up from the warmth he brings you, realizing you are still naked from your escapades. You grab a blanket from off the floor, wrapping it around yourself as you search the room for your clothes.

“Want to borrow somethin’ from me?”

The offer sends chills down your spine. You turn to see him standing up from his side of the bed. He’s naked too, and good heavens, he’s hard. You physically couldn’t pull your eyes away from the man’s body. His upper body sculpted but as you trail down, a small pudge forming where his tummy is. Your lips twist upward, watching him sulk over to his dresser drawers. He opens the second drawer down, pulling out a pair of black sweatpants. He looks towards you, noting your expression.

“You perv,” he groans, tossing you the pants, “My room, I can walk around naked.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, catching the pants. He’s so unserious and your laugh only enables his bad behavior. He shakes his head, opening another drawer to search for a t-shirt. He finds an old t-shirt he got at country music festival back in the early 90s. It felt like a lifetime ago, but it was one of the most worn t-shirts in his collection and he was secretly dying to see it on you.

You pull the pants over your naked bottom half, suddenly taking notice to how huge they are on you. You take the drawstrings and tie them as tight as you can get them. The pant legs would drag across the floor, for sure. You felt so tiny in his clothes.

He walks the shirt over to you instead of tossing it at you. When you realize what shirt he’s giving you, you let out an excited squeal.

“I used to joke to Tommy I would somehow steal this shirt from you,” you explain, snatching the folded gray shirt from him, “Finally!”

“Yeah, all you had to do is fuck me.”

It’s so blunt, it makes your excitement fade quick. When you glance up to meet his eyes, the twinkle makes you draw a conclusion.

He’s fucking with you, dude.

“Now it’s mine forever, motherfucker.”

His eyes widen at your response. You never cussed like that in front of him, especially when it came to calling him a name.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, girl,” He grumbles, watching you drop the blanket from your upper half, exposing your boobs do him. His dick twitches when he sees that he left a lovebite right beside your nipple.

You were so perfect to him.

“You’re lucky I’m sore from last night,” You murmur slipping the t-shirt over your head, “Or else I’d… I’d do dirty things to you Joel.”

He creeps forward, his eyes darkening at your suggestion. His eyebrows find their usual spot, the crease in between them growing deeper. You couldn’t help yourself. You were physically incapable of not wanting him. To think you’d spent so long with Tommy, wasting every day trying to manage his chaos, and you were missing out on this. On Joel Miller standing butt naked in his bedroom with a hard on, practically begging you to suck it.

You were so fucked.

“How sore?” He tucks your tangled locks behind your ear, his pointer finger finding the curve of your neck, down to your décolletage. Truthfully, you weren’t that sore, just a bit worn out from spending hours crying, only to spend more time having the best sex of your life.

Your hand finds his, letting his fingers dance around your chest down to the swell of your breast. Just when you’re about to give in, you hear a bang on his door.

“Dad! Wake up! I want pancakes!”

You practically jump out of your skin, throwing yourself back and away from Joel’s reach. You put your hands over your mouth, trying to disguise the slight gasp that leaves your lips.

His lips form into a perfectly straight line, “I’ll be out in a second, kid. Can you run next door and ask Jimmy for some eggs?”

“Do I have to?”

“If you want good pancakes, yes!”

The way they talk to each other makes you smile under your hands. You hear Sarah moan in annoyance, before running out the back door and over to the neighbor’s house. Joel rolls his eyes, finding a pair of pants and a t-shirt for himself. You watch him get dressed, still standing like a puppy waiting to be released from their crate.

“Just go upstairs and mess up the guest bed a bit, then come down and act like you just woke up. We don’t havta tell her bout you and Tommy unless you wanna.”

You contemplate his words for a moment. Maybe telling Sarah her uncle is a sociopathic cheater wasn’t the best way to start her morning. You quickly decide that you’d tell her that you two decided to take a break.

“I’ll tell her we are taking a break or something and that I was just super upset and came over to clear my head.”

“Great idea,” He mumbles, opening up his bedroom door, “Now get your pretty ass upstairs and stumble down in like 10 minutes acting tired and sad.”

You smack his shoulder as you walk out in front of him, “I am tired and sad, asswipe.”

“All these slanderous nicknames, what happened to my good girl from last night?”

Your core clenches at the words. You knew he was toying with you and you wanted to give in so bad, but you were on a time crunch at this point. Sarah would be coming in at any second. As you try to leave Joel’s reach, you feel his hand on your shoulder. He spins you around to face you, grabbing the nape of your neck. He pulls you up, leaning down to capture your lips into a quick but eager kiss.

You always felt self conscious about kissing in the morning because Tommy always commented on morning breath and how disgusting it was. You literally wouldn’t kiss him until you brushed your teeth in fear he would find you repulsive. Joel didn’t care though, he wanted your kisses every moment of every day.

After getting a piece of you last night, he knew he was going to have a hard time resisting the urge to have you in his bed every night. He had a crush on you for so long, pushing aside his feelings, knowing it was so wrong to like his own brother’s girlfriend. But now his brother’s actions were finally coming to light after years of suspicion, and Joel knew this was his chance to treat you the way you deserved to be treated.

“Git,” He says, pulling away from you, swatting your ass as you walk through his house to the staircase. As soon as you’re halfway up the stairs, you hear Sarah come back into the house. You pause, waiting for them to start talking.

“Why’s her car up front?”

Joel pauses for a moment. You hear him taking a mug out of his cabinets, “She and Tommy got into it last night. I told her she could crash in the guest room.”

“What about?”

“Adult stuff, don’t worry bout it.”

You roll your eyes, creeping up the stairs and into the guest room. The last time you found yourself in this room, it was to sleep next to Tommy after you two drank too much with Joel and a couple friends. Thinking back to it, you remember that was the same night he told you he really didn’t want kids. You laid in the same god forsaken bed and cried until you fell asleep.

Tommy really didn’t care about you. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, him cheating on you. You just really didn’t want it to be with your own sister. But truthfully, you’re glad it was a world shattering cheating scandal. It made you never want to see his stupid face again.

You grab the duvet off the top of the bed and throw it around. You lay in the bed, making the sheets crinkle. You needed to make it look like you actually stayed in this room, just in case Sarah peered in.

Once satisfied with your work, you stand up and head downstairs. It had only been 5 minutes and you already smell freshly brewed coffee. It makes you smile, ready to share a cup with Joel.

“Mornin’,” Joel says plainly, glancing up at you from the mixing bowl placed on the island. Sarah is seated at the barstools, watching her dad slave over breakfast.

“Mornin’ Millers,” You say, falsely rubbing your eyes to make it seem like you had just woken up seconds ago.

“Weird to see you here on a Sunday morning,” Sarah comments, pulling the barstool next to her out. She wanted you to sit next to her and explain what happened, you could see it on her face. She had just turned 14, so she knew it was a curious case when her uncle’s girlfriend was crashing in the room next to hers. “You and Tommy good?”

“No, he uh,” You look up at Joel who’s stopped his stirring. You give him a look like “hey I think I may tell her the truth”, and he nods. Even if it means Sarah would look at Tommy in a different light, she should know her uncle is imperfect and capable of fucking up his life.

“He admitted to cheating on me on our ride home last night. I left him on the side of the road and called your Dad to go get him.”

Saying the story out loud sounds so absurd. It almost didn’t feel real.

Sarah’s mouth falls open in shock and disbelief. Joel decides it’s his turn to quip up.

“I told her she could come here and stay until she was ready to face him,” He explains, portioning out pancakes on a buttered pan, “I picked Uncle Tommy up from the side of the road and took him back to their apartment. He will probably be calling here shortly. He needs to come get his truck.”

Sarah had questions, hundreds of them.

He seriously cheated? With who? Are you going to break up? Am I never going to see you again? How could he do this?

What catches you and Joel off guard is when she slams her fists on the island.

“What an asshole!”

Joel’s eyes fly open in shock, but you choke out a laugh at Sarah’s comment.

“Hey, language,” He looks over at you, his shoulders tense, “And you shouldn’t be laughing.”

“Sorry,” You admit, standing up from the chair to find your way around to the coffee pot. You knew the ins and outs of the kitchen, so you find a coffee mug in the cabinet next to Joel. You start to pour some of the pot into your mug, just as Sarah poses a question.

“Is that my dads shirt?”

You stop your actions like you just got caught in the act. You slowly put the pot back on the heated stand, waiting for Joel to say something. Please save me, you beg silently.

“She needed pajamas last night. She was wearing her outfit from Tommy’s party, not comfy to sleep in.”

Nice save, Joel.

You nod and try to avoid eye contact for the rest of the time Joel’s making breakfast. While Sarah continues to ask questions, you just shake your head and sip your black coffee. You usually drank it with some creamer and sugar, but you needed the bite of the coffee to bring you to life. Joel cooks pancakes, eggs, and bacon, all things you’d like to eat but after Sarah’s interrogation, you feel sick to your stomach. Joel prepares you and Sarah’s plates, putting them in front of you both. Sarah chows down immediately and you just poke around the plate, pretending you’re eating. Joel notices, watching you closely as he munches on a piece of toast.

As you finally take a bite, the landline rings behind you on the wall.

“Probably Tommy,” Joel swallows, heading to the phone to pick it up. He was right, it was Tommy. You hear his whiny voice over the sound of Sarah humming while she eats. He’s upset, telling Joel that he needs to find you to apologize.

“She’s here,” Joel mutters, disregarding any emotion he may feel, “She came here after last night.”

“Why there?”

Joel rolls his eyes, “Because she didn’t want to go home to your drunk ass.”

“Can you tell her I’m sorry?”

You can feel Joel tense up, finally meeting his eyes as he pulls the phone away from his ear. He looks at you, his eyes asking if you want to say anything over the phone. You don’t even think, you just snatch the phone from his grasp.

You hear Tommy’s labored breathing over the phone, like he is crying.

“You wanted to say something to me?”

You voice is even, not showing any emotion that is bubbling in your stomach.

“Baby,” He stammers, “I’m so sorry.”

“Okay,” You hold your breath, waiting for the right words to say, “I want you out of the house by the end of the day. I’ll get Joel to come get you so you can ge-”

“Baby, please! Please I’m so-”

“I’m not done talking, Tommy.” You pause, inhaling quickly, “We are done, okay? I’ll have Joel come get you in an hour to get your truck that I bought for you, and you will be out of the apartment I pay for, and you will be out of my life. I don’t want apologies. I want you gone.”

You turn to see Sarah and Joel gawking at your immediate and demanding response to Tommy. It wasn’t something you were anticipating to say, but once you started, you couldn’t stop. You didn’t even think through your demands, but you knew you couldn’t stay in the bubble you were in at Joel’s house forever. You paid most the rent at your shared apartment. That truck was something you helped pay for. He needed to be gone in order for you to figure your next steps. Truthfully, after your last conversation with him, you wished you never had to speak to Tommy ever again.

You knew that the reason he was really sorry was because he got caught and his living situation was up in the air. It had nothing to do with actually feeling bad for ruining your sense of safety and security. Tommy was a lot of things, but you did see a future with him, somehow.

“I’ll just have Ryan bring me over there. I’m not waiting around for Joel. He seems too busy playing house with you. Stupid bit-”

The line drops and you stand there in shock. You weren’t even upset, you were angry. He was so quick to change his tune when he realized you weren’t going to be manipulated again. It made your whole body go red hot.

“What did he say?”

Sarah was silent, unsure how to navigate such an awkward moment. You don’t even know what to say, so you just slam the phone onto the machine.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to see him when he gets over here. I may-,” You censor yourself, remembering this is probably a weird situation for Sarah. You can’t say what you really want to say.

“What did he say?”

“He’s having Ryan bring him over to get his truck.”

“What else?”

Joel knows he had to say something to rile you up, and he knows his sorries were just conditional. You knew that too, but it hurt to hear him so bitter again. You begin to come to the conclusion that the alcohol wasn’t what made Tommy bold last night, that was just him showing his true colors finally.

You just shake your head. Joel dismisses Sarah before she can finish her breakfast, but she knew it was probably in her best interest to hide away in her bedroom anyway. She doesn’t object, just grabs her plate and carries it upstairs.

Joel leans against the counter, waiting for you to finally speak up. You know what Tommy said is going to send him into a rage, so you bite the side of your cheek.

“’s gonna be here any moment. Do you want me to ask him what he said to you? Or would you rather share with the class?”

Ugh.

“He said you were playing house with me.”

You don’t tell him the name he called you, it would only make him more angry. Joel brings his mug up to his lips, hissing as he slurps it up. His bows his head, wondering how he’s going to probably make this situation even worse.

Joel wanted to say fuck it and fight for you, but that’d be selfish. He had been pining for you forever but you on the other hand, didn’t even think he was an option. You had never given a relationship with Joel a thought until last night. Tommy was always your first and final choice. You were fiercely loyal and Joel knew that. So, sure, he wanted you to drop every thought of Tommy and just stay. But he knew you couldn’t.

You didn’t want to be the reason that Joel didn’t talk to his brother anymore. You don’t want to be the reason Sarah doesn’t have a relationship with her uncle. You felt like your feelings for Joel only complicated things. Of course they did. And what exactly were the feelings? Was it just a rush because it was so new and different? Or did Joel actually make you feel unconditionally appreciated?

You can read Joel’s expression for the first time. He’s pleading with you.

“Sweethe-”

“I don’t want to be the reason your family falls apart,” You mutter, trying not to cry as you say it. You were surprised you even had any tears left after last night.

Joel rounds the island, approaching you with every intention to give you a big hug. You stop him though, your hand resting on his broad chest. Your memory serves you right, mapping out the front of his chest with your finger tips, waiting for him to say something else. He doesn’t say anything though, he just roughly grabs your hips, walking you to the corner of the island.

“Tommy is the reason our family fell apart,” He explains, lifting your butt to the edge of the counter. His hands then rest on your upper thighs, rubbing circles as you lazily wrap your arms around his neck. Your heart was racing, knowing Tommy could walk into Joel’s house like he used to. He’d see you pinned to the counter by Joel and he’d draw all his conclusions.

“You were the cheater this whole time,” you imagine him saying.

“He will be here any minute, Joel.”

You couldn’t have everything blow up in your face all at once. You needed Joel to know that you were thankful for him, but you didn’t need an added stressor to your life right now.

You look into his desperate eyes, wanting nothing more but to plant another kiss on his downturned lips.

“I am going to change and get out of your hair. I have to,” Your brain starts going a million miles a minute, trying to explain yourself, “I have to call my family. I have to… I have to rebuild my life, Joel. I’m sorry, this,” You gesture to him and yourself, “This complicates a lot. I need.. I just need time.”

He steps back, shaking his head. He knew that’d be your response. It stung, but he had to try to push aside his feelings for you.

You hear a car door slam out front, making your nerves go into overdrive.

“I’ll go give him his keys. Let him know you’re not interested in talkin’.”

You just bite your lip, slipping off the counter.

“Can you tell him to leave his key under the mat when he gets his shit out? He has until tonight.”

Joel starts to bound to the front door, beating Tommy to the knob.

“Yeah, I’ll let him know,” He turns to you finally, “And you don’t have to change. Keep my shirt. You’ve wanted it for awhile, it’s yours.”

2 months later

From: Joel Miller

Sarah has been begging to see you. I’m making lasagna tonight and I remembered it was your favorite. Would you want to come over ? If you’re not busy?

You had ignored most of Joel’s texts since Tommy moved out. You had spent the last 2 months trying to figure out your entire life. It was flipped upside down overnight, so you needed a moment to catch your breath. Joel understood, of course. You’d text him every now and again, just to let him know you were doing okay.

You sit at your desk at work, glancing at your calendar pinned to your bulletin board.

Of course you didn’t have plans for a random Wednesday night. Tomorrow you had Thristy Thursday with some coworkers. But tonight was going to be the night you lit up one of your last couple joints on your balcony and smoked until your eyelids got heavy. Maybe you would call your mom and ask her if she’d heard from your sister.

Your mom had heard what happened two days after everything went down, and was totally on your side, which was nice. She couldn’t believe your sister had the audacity to do such a thing. You’d vent to her for hours, eventually crying and wishing she wasn’t across the country to give you a hug. After your parents divorced a couple years ago, your mother decided she needed to live her life far away from your dad, so she moved to Maine. Random, but you respected her for getting away and living her life on her terms. She told you that you should do the same. You laughed between tears, telling her maybe you would.

After your sister was confronted with the fact that you knew all about her and Tommy, she cried and begged for forgiveness. You decided to spare her your true feelings, opting to just tell her to stay out of your life for awhile. You’d ignored her calls and texts after that. It was your father who called you a couple days later to tell you that she had checked herself into rehab for abusing alcohol and pills.

As sick as it was, your mind went straight to karma. It was bittersweet. You told your father to let her know you were thinking about her and hope she got better. Your dad said she was going to move to Dallas with him once she got out of treatment. It wasn’t far enough away from you, but it would do.

You stare back down at your phone, reading Joel’s text several more times.

Just you and Sarah? You type.

It was a dumb question to ask, but you had to be sure Tommy wasn’t just hanging around his house like he used to. You’re almost positive Joel would’ve told Tommy to stop coming around, but you can never be too safe.

He responded quickly.

From: Joel Miller

Just us. She wanted to show you her new CD player too.

You can’t say no, especially now that it’s not just Joel you’re neglecting. You had been around Sarah most of her life and she always loved having you around. You were almost like a big sister she never had. She always begged you to come to her soccer games, her chorus concerts, and birthday parties. You never missed one.

She always gave you insight on the newest trends and she was quick with her humor, which always had you laughing until your stomach hurt. If you were going to go to the Miller household, it would be to hear all of Sarah’s life updates.

And maybe to see Joel. His presence would not be lost on you.

You hover over your keyboard, overthinking your response.

Okay, yeah. I can be over around 6?

You glance back up at your computer screen, seeing that it was already 3. You’d be out of work in an hour, then you’d have to see Joel.

You hadn’t seen him since you left his house with your pile of clothes, sporting his old t-shirt and sweatpants, completely dazed and confused at the curveball that life threw you.

You did wear that shirt he gave you almost every night.

Your phone dings.

From: Joel Miller

Sounds good. I’ll let Sarah know, she will be excited.

You shake away all your doubt and take a couple deep breaths, getting back to some emails before you’d go home and get ready to face your past.

–

“You came!”

Sarah opens the door to see you practically shaking in your new heeled boots. She reaches out and grabs you, giving you the tightest hug.

“Hey, kiddo,” You grin, returning the squeeze, “Your dad promised me lasagna and you, so of course I had to come.”

She giggles, pulling you out of the chilly air. The Miller house has this distinct warmth that always comforts the deepest parts of your soul. Even when you and Tommy were together, your favorite place to hangout was Joel’s back deck and living room.

You haven’t ever felt so nervous to see Joel. You round the corner to the kitchen, only to see him slaving over the oven. He looks relaxed. His hair is a bit more shaggy than usual. He’s surprisingly not in any work gear, wearing a blue t-shirt and khakis, with no stains. He put on his best outfit, just for you.

When your eyes lock, you just try your best to give him your best cheesy smile. You had no idea what to say to the man. Hey, I miss you a lot. I find myself comparing every dick I have had in the last two months to yours.

That would land well.

“Hey there stranger,” You opt to say instead.

He drops the knife he’s using to butter some bread. He’s reaching out towards you, grappling at your waist and the bottle of red in your hand.

“Hey, I’ve-… I mean we’ve missed ya,” He gives you a half hug, putting the wine down on the counter. You feel weird touching him like this. Especially in front of Sarah. He smells like you remember. Sweet strawberry shampoo and whatever laundry softener he puts on his clothes. His large hand pulls away from your waist and you instantly miss it.

“I’ve missed y’all, too. Anything I can do to help?” You gesture towards the spread he has laid out. It’s mainly just fresh garlic diced up and some Italian bread cut up into slices.

“Why don’t ya open that bottle? Wine glasses ar-“

“Above the dishwasher, I know.”

—

Dinner was intertwined with Sarah telling stories about her first weeks of school and you devouring your weight in lasagna. Joel just nodded along, piping in to say something sarcastic to Sarah or smile at your sauce stained lips. You sip on wine, progressively getting more and more relaxed due to the alcohol flowing through your veins.

It was like old times. Except you didn’t have Tommy interjecting to shoot down your ideas or him and Joel getting into a small tiff about something that happened 10 years ago. It was nice. After dinner, when Joel was starting on dishes, Sarah brought you up to her room to show you some new stuff she bought. She played you a Britney Spears CD on her new stereo, telling you about how many discs it actually held. She even confided in you that she had a crush on a boy in her math class.

“You better not tell your Dad. He will have a cow.”

You feel a presence behind you occupy the door. You turn quickly, seeing Joel leaning against the door frame.

“Have a cow about what?” He grumbles, crossing his arms at you two. You smirk, shaking your head.

“Nothing, Dad,” Sarah utters quickly.

“Yeah, Dad, it’s none of your business.”

He rolls his eyes at your sarcasm.

He only came up here to grab you for some alone adult talk, and here you are gossiping with his daughter and harboring secrets. Deep down, he loved it. He appreciated that Sarah felt safe enough to come to you and talk to you about things. You were always a great role model for her.

“Okay, fine,” He raises his hands in defeat, “Sarah, you gotta get up for school tomorrow. Start gettin’ ready for bed.”

“Bu-”

“No buts. You’re not goin’ in late tomorrow. Shower and bed.”

She stomps her foot, annoyed with him and his demands. You just giggle, grabbing her arms and bringing her into a hug.

“I promise I’ll be around more. You call me any time, okay? I love hearing from you.”

She crushes you with her little bony arms, “Don’t be a stranger.”

You pull away, gesturing Joel to scoot out of the door frame so you could head downstairs. He follows close behind, his foot fall in sync with yours.

“You wanna stay for another glass? Stil half the bottle left.”

You bite your lip. You shouldn’t, but you want to talk to him without a child present. So you nod eagerly, heading straight to the bottle once you reach the downstairs. You pour yourself some into your stained glasses, giving him the last splash.

“Wanna hang outside? May be more private.”

He wanted privacy because he wanted to pick your mind. He also wanted updates on your family. How everything went down with your sister. Your parent’s opinions on the situation. One thing about Joel was that he wanted to hear your buttery voice talk about anything and everything.

You two walk out the sliding glass door, finding spots on the outdoor couch Joel had for most of Sarah’s life. It was falling apart and water damaged, but it was where you and him had spent long nights having conversations when Tommy was drunk and asleep on the couch inside.

“You uh, talk to your sister?” He asks, settling into the couch, keeping an appropriate distance from you.

You breath out loudly, “Yeah, she’s in rehab.”

“Holy shit, cause of what happened?”

You take a sip of wine before you answer, “No, she was on some heavy shit, I guess. Maybe that’s what gave her the audacity to fuck Tommy.”

“Yeah maybe. You talk to him at all?”

“He left me a drunken voicemail a couple weeks ago. Other than that, no.”

You had woken up in the dead of night to get water and saw you had a message on your home phone voicemail. You pressed the button, letting his wasted voice slur your name. He was begging to come back. Said he made a mistake. He would never do it again, yada yada.

“He’s already bringin’ another girl around my parents. Some chick from that bar he’s always at with his buddies,” Joel confesses, “My ma is confused.”

Your stomach flips a bit. You were curious how Tommy was doing, but not out of desperation or anything. You just wanted to know if he would survive on his own.

“I knew he’d be quick. How does your mom feel about it all?”

“Disappointed but she enables his shit.”

Joel takes a sip of his wine, licking his lips after he swallows. You watch him closely, trying to not make it obvious that you missed the way his tongue traced yours that night.

“Yeah that’s fair. He’s her baby.”

He nods, letting the silence fill the air. He doesn’t want to ask about your dating life, but the question was festering in his mind. He couldn’t help himself.

“Have you been seeing anyone?”

“Not really.”

“What’s that mean?”

“I’ve slept with other guys but no one to really ride home about. They weren’t-“

He cuts you off quickly, “Tommy?”

“No,” You contemplate for a moment, gripping the stem of your wine glass tighter. You know if you weren’t drinking, you would never let the next word slip your lips. But it does.

“You.”

You weren’t planning on confessing that to anyone, especially Joel himself. But the tension was rising in your chest and he’s sitting here, under the moonlight, giving you those damn puppy eyes.

He raises his eyebrows, not expecting you to say something so upfront and honest. The relief that floods him was satisfying, though. He hadn’t even thought about another woman since you.

You mainly had random hookups to try to fill the void you felt due to not having someone around all the time. You weren’t ever fully into them, but you needed to feel something. That something was never itching that itch you had, though. The closeness you craved wasn’t strictly sexual.

“Yeah,” He mumbles, looking down at his socks, “I can’t uh… I can’t stop thinkin’ about you.”

It makes your heart grow 7 sizes to hear him say that. The guilt you anticipated feeling about sleeping with Joel never came. You instead missed him more than any other part of your 7 year relationship with his brother.

“The feeling is mutual.”

The moment is shattered when you hear a pounding on the glass door. Sarah stands there in his pajamas, her toothbrush in her hand.

Joel signals her to open the door, which she does a bit too hard. The door shudders loudly as Sarah jumps over the threshold.

“Jesus kid,” Joel groans, setting his empty glass down on a table nearby, “What is it?”

“We should invite her to my soccer tournament this weekend!”

“Soccer tournament?”

Joel huffs, “She has a big tournament this weekend in Houston.”

“You should come!”

You shoot a look at Joel, “I mean, I am free. But is that okay with you? Are you guys staying somewhere?”

“Yeah, the Marriot downtown. Her whole team is stayin’ there. We have two beds in the room, so you could squeeze. Only if you want to.”

He was praying you’d say yes.

“That’d be fun,” You drink the last drop of your wine, “Count me in.”

You want to think you’re doing it for Sarah, but truthfully, you were itching to get more time with Joel. You were almost positive you made plans with a guy from work this weekend, but you could care less about cancelling something if it meant you could get to stay in a fancy hotel with Joel and support Sarah from the sidelines.

Sarah squeals in excitement, running outside barefoot to throw her arms around you.

“I promise we will win!”

It sends you into a fit of giggles.

“I’m sure you will, kiddo. Now get inside, your feet will get all gross without shoes on.”

Joel quips up, “Brush your teeth, then bed. ‘Ya hear me?”

She straightens up, saluting him like a solider dramatically, “Sir, yes, sir.”

You both watch her prance inside, giddy that you’d be around to watch her on the field. You can’t help but feel loved by the girl. She really made you feel important.

Joel clears his throat, “You can say no to her, yanno?”

“No, I really can’t,” You scoot to the corner of the couch, pushing yourself off of it, “I should get going.”

“Yeah, I got a big day tomorrow,” Joel lies. He didn’t have a big day, he would literally be sitting in his truck thinking of you while his work crews do all the heavy lifting. He stands up to walk you out, wracking his brain if he should… hug you? Kiss you?

“Thank you for inviting me to dinner tonight. I guess I’ll see you guys this weekend? Will I just meet you here Friday evening so we can head out?”

“Yeah, planning on leaving around 5:30,” Joel explains, getting the sliding glass door for you, “We can just come by and get you.”

“Yeah don’t want Tommy to drive by and see my car in your driveway, right?”

“I could care less what Tommy’s thinks.”

part 3 coming soon

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kissami · 3 months

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UN ÁNGEL- Cloud strife Headcanons

sum. Need boyfriend headcanons for cloud? SAY LESS.

warning: modern cloud, oc cloud srry I love him soft, might be a little self insert because of the stuff I like but that’s all

femreader! with she/her pronouns

song of the day: igual que un ángel - Kali uchis

boyfriend Cloud who knows your order by heart at your guys’ favorite coffee shop and no matter how many times he does it, it never fails to make you blush and impressed.

Boyfriend Cloud who never fails to make you ticklish especially during intimate moments that you can’t help but burst out laughing.

Boyfriend Cloud who sometimes can’t handle all the attention and affection so he distances himself but can’t help but miss you even more.

Boyfriend Cloud who loves picking you up from university on his motorcycle to show off especially knowing that Reno would be there. He is still very bitter that Reno was your first kiss in fifth grade and not him because he was too busy helping collect Tifa’s shopkins from the grass at recess.

Boyfriend Cloud who loves going to Aerith’s flower shop because he helps her make your bouquets extra pretty just for you. #bestfriendprivileges

boyfriend Cloud who has recurring nightmares of losing you to Sepiroth. No not the “I’ll steal your girl,” kind of way. More like he murders you and Aerith at the same time. Perhaps something from a past life?

Boyfriend Cloud who loves watching studio ghibli movies with you especially ponyo and spirited away. Let’s not get started on his love for Princess Mononoke.

Boyfriend Cloud who goes with you at the bookstore for now on to carry your books because he found out that a guy put his number inside of a book after catching it for you when you accidentally dropped it from your stack pile.

Boyfriend Cloud who’s COMPLETELY and UTTERLY obsessed with you. Not the annoying obsession, but the obsession that makes your tummy in knots and the cute things he loves to do for you. Whether it’s making you lunch for school/ work, leaving cute notes on your door handles, or literally dropping everything instantly for you when you call.

Boyfriend Cloud who hid in the bathroom after you guys had…yk…and too embarrassed to come out. If only he knew you were on the bed breathless and wanting more.

Boyfriend Cloud who baby trapped you. With a cat. Her names Honey and every time there’s an argument he uses her as an excuse to visit you. “We can’t let our cat have separated household problems,she needs both of her parents so please answer the door.”

Boyfriend Cloud who had no idea him getting a lip piercing would be in the way of kissing you for it to heal correctly. He ran out of the piercing shop and only agreed to come back to get a matching eyebrow piercing with you instead.

Boyfriend Cloud who not only made you a playlist, but this mf burned a cd for you, made tifa draw a one in a million piece of art for you for the cover, has a sticker of it on his car, and even bought a necklace that had the Spotify playlist code. So whenever a person flirts with him, he’ll hold it up and say, “scan this and read the description. That’ll be my answer for you.”

Boyfriend Cloud who didn’t understand why you were so obsessed with kpop, especially BTS. Him and jungkook have beef apparently. He also buys you albums all the time and even sacrifices himself to let you use his phone to make sure you guys get tickets to concerts.

Boyfriend Cloud who WILL call your work to call off. He doesn’t care, cuddles are more important.

Boyfriend Cloud who forces you to drink water whenever you hang. You always complain about headaches and he makes sure when you’re with him you’re hydrated.

Boyfriend Cloud who is addicted to Dr.Pepper. You gave him some when you two went to watch Barbie in the summer and it’s his holy grail. “We need to head to Costco, I ran out of my pepper.”

#kissami #x reader #final fantasy 7 #cloud strife x reader #cloud strife #cloudstrife #cloud strife x you #cloud x reader #ff7 cloud #final fantasy cloud #headcanon #bf headcanons #ff7 fanfic #ff7 fic #ff7 #final fantasy 7 remake #final fantasy vii #final fantasy x reader

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stinkyme · 6 months

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Hello! This is an idea I discussed with @neviex , she plans on drawing Ghostface Nikolai & Tecchou for me, therefore I wrote this for her! :D I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) Once it's done, I will link it as an attachment in the fic so we get visuals as well :)

CW/TW: NSFW (mdni), ghostface!Nikolai, fem!reader, roleplay, observing, pet name (doll), reader is wearing a skirt, usage of bullet/egg vibrator in public, knife play, hair pulling, degrading, taking pictures, sex recording/video tape, creampie, panty theft, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

Don't look at me rn, I don't know what is this, it sucks dick but bear w me, I didn't write for a while :")

* Nikolai and the reader are in a relationship, but as a form of roleplay, Nikolai teases them about their "boyfriend", I hope it's not too confusing :)

Hide & Seek, Hot & Cold || Nikolai Gogol x Reader

You were nagging Nikolai about how much you liked the idea of ghostface in the bedroom for quite some time now. He was known to enjoy dressing up and doing roleplays, but he also enjoyed twisting the ideas to make them more fun. There were ground rules, of course, but his creativity and twists remained as always.

"Got the mask you seemed to like so much. I think my face is better to look at, but I don't mind playing with you like this tonight."

A written note left for you, by no one else but Nikolai. You chuckle to yourself, observing your shared apartment as you expected him to come out now.

Ping!

Your phone lights up, you had a new message.

Unknown [08:09 pm]: 1 attachment.

It's him in the ghost mask, you can't make much out of the background, but it's not like you care to do so. A wave of excitement rushes through your body, a sweet warmth settling inside your lower tummy.

The play finally begins.

Ping!

Unknown [08:09 pm]: Check the box next to the note.

There wasn't a box before, but now, you see a baby pink one with a cute bow around it. You gently unwrap the bow and lift the lid, only to be met with a pink vibrator and lube.

Ping!

Unknown [08:10 pm]: Once you put it in, we can finally start to play~, your boyfriend is away, so you must be lonely. Poor thing :(

Ah, so that's how he wants to play.

You quickly glance outside the window, but you can't really see much given how dark it is. You take out the small vibrator and lube, holding them in one hand, keeping your phone in the other one as you head to the bathroom.

Ping!

Unknown [08:11 pm]: Not in the bathroom, do it there.

Unknown [08:11 pm]: Come on, lift that pretty skirt up for me once you are done ;)

You feel a slight wave of shyness wash over you knowing he was watching, even though you didn't know where from. You hesitantly place your phone to the side as you take the lube, squeezing a medium amount of it inside your palm. You take the egg vibrator, slowly coating the thicker side of it using your palm.

Once it's properly lubed, you slightly spread your legs and move your panties to the side, slowly sliding the thicker part inside of your cunt. You let out a softer moan as it spreads you, reaching your g-spot and pressing it slightly. The thin part rests on top of your clit and given that everything is in place, you lift your skirt up, looking around.

Suddenly, the toy starts buzzing quite intensely, making you choke out a louder moan as your thighs begin to shake immediately. You didn't expect it to stimulate your clit and g-spot at the same time. You drop the skirt, slightly pressing your palm on your lower tummy as you lean forward, sensations too sudden and too stimulating for you.

Ping!

Unknown [08:13 pm]: Good job doll. You look pretty when your thighs shake like that. But enough of that, I will tell you the rules now. The closer you are to me, the harder the vibrations will be and vice versa. Hide & seek or hot & cold with a fun twist. Once you find me, you know what I will do to you~

Unknown [08:14 pm]: First hint is - I am not inside of the house. I will give you more hints later. Now, I will turn it off, have fun doll <3

You gasp as the vibrations stop, straightening yourself slowly as you look around once again. It's quite dark outside, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem. You adjust your skirt a bit as you take another look at the photo he sent you before. Another mild wave of warmth spreads inside your body, feeling eager to find him.

You leave your apartment, and can't help but notice that it didn't feel as weird to walk with a vibrator as you thought it would. You take a look around, there aren't many people which is good, but you have no idea what path to take. Your mind overflows with the ideas of what he may do to you once you find him, making your tummy twist in eagerness.

Your sweet thoughts are cut short when you notice his hat across the sidewalk you were on. You quickly make your way towards it, cautiously lifting it up. There is a small note taped inside of it. "Find the lighter path." is what it says.

Your eyebrows twitch in initial confusion as you take another look around you. You notice the faint light at the end of the street and start walking towards that area. You check your phone, it's not too late, and there are no messages from Nikolai. You sigh as you reach the lightened area, quickly gazing over everything in your surroundings. There were a couple of shops across the street, a small park with one bench and two swings on your left and practically an empty street on your right.

Since the path on the right had light, you decide to follow it. It's a long sidewalk and you reach half of it when you notice people walking in your direction. There is a group of five girls and two guys. It makes you slightly nervous, but you keep walking as you see Nikolai's card hanging down one of the lights. You speed up, almost passing next to the group, when the toy suddenly starts to vibrate. It's not too strong, but it catches you by surprise, making you let out a soft gasp as your hips twitch slightly.

The group gives you a quick gaze and you just ignore them, cursing Nikolai under your breath as you reach the card. You pull it off the string, and another small gasp slips past your lips as vibrations become a bit stronger, stimulating both - your clit and g-spot. It was hard to stand still in one place, but walking was also quite tricky. You try to cross your thighs, but it only gets more stimulating, sending a mixture of warmth and vibrations through your whole body.

You try to quickly read the note on the card. "I am kind of sad you held it together so well, I wish their expressions were more surprised :( Either way, a new hint! Keep going forward."

You click your tongue as you drop the card and the note, moving forward. You try to adjust your walk so the vibrations aren't as stimulating, but there is just for as long as you can walk a bit weirdly before you run into more people. You could feel precum sliding down your cunt, a tingling sensation spreading inside your lower tummy as the toy keeps pressing all the right spots. You bite down on your bottom lip as you take your phone out in order to distract yourself.

You can feel your thighs jolting in places, while your pussy clenches around the toy. Even though vibrations were mild so far, it was still quite a challenge to keep it together. Especially because each time you make a step, the toy presses down on your clit a bit more, making it hard to remain silent.

You pass a couple of people and you can feel your body heating up a bit more, partly from nervousness and partly from an orgasm that was slowly building inside of your lower tummy. And it's only going to get worse from here. The vibrations barely get stronger, but it urges you to put your phone away and look around yourself. You remain still for a little bit, a soft gasp in filling your lungs as the toy relentlessly hits all of your sweet spots.

You notice Nikolai's usual vest hanging behind one of the shop windows and a small, red arrow pointing left. How did he even put it there? Did he just hang his whole closet around the city?

Well, it was pointless to question Nikolai's reasoning and logic, so you just follow the direction the arrow was pointing at, not questioning further. The toy starts vibrating more intensely than before, making it hard to walk. Or do anything really. You take a small break, pressing your lower tummy which just makes it even more stimulating.

You let out an almost inaudible moan, hoping that no one was around. Your legs begin to shake and you try to walk as fast as possible while hot flashes rush through your body. You can feel your lower tummy convulsing in heavy waves of tingling warmth, unsure for how long you will be able to last.

Your breathing gets heavier as you only let out muffled grunts and gasps from time to time. It wasn't the first time Nikolai used a toy on you in public, but given all of your already built up excitement, it was quite challenging to remain your composure. It was hard to focus on anything really while the toy kept on sending sweet sensations through your body. Your pussy involuntiraly clenches around it from time to time, leaking more precum. Regardless of your state, you do notice that the path is getting darker. You reach an alley and there is a small arrow on the wall, pointing at it.

With not much time or ability to think about it, you almost mindlessly walk in it. A sharp gasp escapes your throat as vibrations stop almost completely. You stop walking for a moment to calm yourself down. Your cunt desperately clenches around the toy as all the build up quickly melts away.

Ping!

Unknown [09:06 pm]: Come on doll, you are not that naive. Did no one ever tell you not to go to dark alleys alone?

You [09:06 pm]: There was an arrow.

Unknown [09:06 pm]: I never said to follow that one.

You [09:07 pm]: Given that you are close enough to see me going in here means that I am close enough for you to turn a toy on. What happened to the rules?

Unknown [09:07 pm]: Is that all a dirty little slut thinks about at this moment? Also, who says I am still close to you?

You click your tongue in annoyance as you walk out of the alley, the toy giving you a slightly irritating feeling due to a lack of pleasure and stimulation. You really want it turned on again. You look around and notice his pants hanging on the telephone pole down the street.

You [09:09 pm]: Did you have to hang your whole closet around the area?

Unknown [09:10 pm]: Simply making your job easier for later. I should've fucked you in that alley, bratty slut. No doubt that you'd like it. Do you want me to do that or do you prefer mindlessly coming to me just to get fucked?

You ignore his message as you walk up to the pants, looking around and sighing out of relief as there wasn't anyone to see you. This could be so much more humiliating. You find the note inside the pocket and the toy starts vibrating again, making your whole body twitch forward from suddenness. You let out a shaky moan, quickly trying to muffle it by biting down on your lip. The toy picks up on intensity and speed; the sensations more overwhelming than before. Your cunt tightens around the toy as your clit feels overly sensitive now given it didn't receive any friction for a while.

The note doesn't have anything written on it, but a drawing or rather a doodle of the road that is between the trees and small house at the end. You immediately see the road on your right side and start walking as fast as your trembling legs would let you. You shamelessly let out softer moans as you figure no one could hear you, but him.

Your thighs feel weak and you can feel precum sliding down them as the vibrations become stronger with each step you make. You can't stop now, but you can feel an overwhelming heat spread inside your body, a knot of pleasure filling your lower tummy more and more.

You curse under your breath as it gets hard to even stand, yet alone walk. But you keep on doing it, even though your breath becomes short and shallow. You try to soothe the sensations by gripping tightly on your skirt as your mind feels hazy, your orgasm building up more with each passing second.

You see the house in the distance, trying your best to keep your composure until you get there. The toy starts vibrating even faster, relentlessly building your orgasm as it hits all of your sweet spots. At this point your panties are beyond soaked, precum filthily sliding down your inner thighs.

Each time you try to squeeze your legs closer in-between the steps, it only presses more on your clit, almost sending you over the edge. A few louder moans slip past your lips as a knot of pleasure inside your tummy keeps on convulsing.

The toy starts slipping out of your cunt as the intensity increases and you clumsily push it back, choking out a gasp as you are on the edge of your orgasm.

You finally reach the house, quickly getting up the small set of stairs and try to push the door open, unsuccessfully. There is a note and a bucket. Your vision is slightly blurry, it's hard to focus, but you notice Nikolai's underwear inside the bucket. Is he for real?

You find the composure to see that a note says "Trick or treat". You click your tongue as you step from side to side, legs shaky and unstable, face twitching in pleasure as the vibrations become even stronger.

The sensations are unbearable, the toy is simultaneously and continuously sending jolts of pleasure through your clit and g-spot. You figure this is the strongest level because if there is more, God, you can't handle it. You messily take off your bra as the first few mild waves of orgasm spread inside your lower tummy.

You throw your bra in the bucket and lean your forehead against the door as your body feels weak. The door opens and you almost fall down, but swiftly find a balance only to fall down on your knees, finally letting your orgasm wash over you. You let out loud and sharp moans as your grip on the skirt tightens, hands pressing into the floor harshly as your orgasm reaches its peak. Your eyes tear up from intensity, thighs shaking as your head falls down, unable to remain straight anymore.

Your orgasm slowly melts away, but the toy keeps stimulating you, squeezing out more moans out of your throat. Suddenly, there is a harsh pull on your hair, forcing your head to lean on Nikolai's chest. The position didn't allow you much movement, all you know is that he was squatting behind you and you could see a bit of the ghostface mask.

He pulls your hair more, exposing your throat for him. In an instant, you can hear the sound of the camera. He takes a few photos of your face with his phone before he puts it back into his pocket. You can barely choke out any sounds as the toy keeps pleasuring you, sensations too overwhelming. A few tears roll down your cheeks and Nikolai gently scoops them with a dull side of a knife. A cold metal sends shivers down your spine.

"Finally found me. What a messy, but warm welcome you made." he whispers, voice slightly muffled from the mask. He gently slides the sharp tip of the knife down your chin and further down your throat.

"I was getting bored, you know? Even though your little struggle to keep it together made it bearable." he lets out a light giggle as he slides the knife down, easily cutting through the soft fabric of your shirt. Your thighs twitch and shake as the toy keeps on stimulating you, a couple of guttural grunts and whimpers escaping your throat.

"Ah, I was hoping you would leave your panties inside the bucket...It doesn't matter, I will take care of it for you." he gently slides the cold tip of the knife between your chest and down your tummy. He slides it up and down, slowly and teasingly. It makes your back arch, his movement adding to the more mess in your panties.

Nikolai slowly lets go of your hair, but brings up the sharp side of the knife to your throat, keeping you still and close to him. He moves his hand down, sliding it underneath your ass and inside your panties, slowly taking out the toy out of your cunt. It slides out easily and the sudden empty sensation makes you gasp sharply. He examines the toy for a moment, letting out a soft giggle before he puts it to the side and takes out his phone to turn it off. He leans closer to your ear, an edge of the mask brushing over your skin.

"Now, tell me. Are you that desperate to get fucked that you couldn't wait for your boyfriend and came to god knows who? Does your neediness turn you into a dumb little whore?" his voice is deeper, more serious. He gently wraps his hand around your throat as he moves the knife behind you, sneaking it between your legs. He slowly slides the flat side over your clothed cunt, making teasing small circles each time he reaches your clit. You let out a soft moan, shivers running up your spine. You don't answer his question as he moves his hand away from your throat, but your head remains still on his chest.

He sneaks his hand between your legs, using the two of his fingers to move your panties to the side. He slides the flat, dull and cold side of the knife over your leaking cunt. The metal is barely touching your sensitive inner lips and clit making you quiver. Your back arch a bit more as he keeps moving the knife back and forth, slowly and gently, making you let out a few softer moans.

After a few more moments of teasing you he brings the knife close to your face as he uses his other hand to cup your jaw, pushing his thumb between your lips. You open your mouth and he slides his thumb underneath your tongue, urging you to stick it out. You do so and he slides the coated side of the knife over your tongue, making you taste a mess you made.

"I suppose that answers my question." he whispers, a slight excitement evident in his voice as he uses your tongue to clean up the knife. Once the knife is clean, he extracts his thumb out of your mouth, letting you close them. You swallow the aftertaste that was melting on your tongue as Nikolai stands up, your body losing stability for a moment.

He makes a long step around you, squatting down again, his face on the almost same level as yours. You feel a sweet warmth spread beneath your cheeks, a few waves of excitement swirling inside your tummy. He gently slides the tip of the knife over your cheek and down, over your jaw, and further beneath your chin. He gently presses the knife into it, forcing you to lift up your head.

"What a desperate little thing you are. It would be a pity to leave you like this after you put so much effort to get here." his voice is softer, but teasing. You can't help yourself, hands acting on their own, sliding over the black robe he was wearing. You could see his hard cock making an outline, back of your fingers sliding over it. He lets out a soft whimper as he presses the knife slightly harder into your skin, lifting your head up even more and exposing your throat to him.

He slowly leans in, knife still on your skin, as he lifts his mask just a little bit in order to place a few quick kisses on your neck. You let out a shaky breath out, hands trying to wrap around his clothed cock. He swiftly moves his body away from you before he readjusts his mask properly.

"A needy whore, indeed." he chuckles before he removes the knife away from your chin and wraps his arms around your waist and back, putting you on his shoulder. He straightens himself, lifting you up in the process and closes the front door before he makes his way to the bedroom, you assume. He lands a heavy spank on your ass and you let out a sharp moan, body twitching on his shoulder.

The room he walks into is darker, but the dim light of candles provides a warm, red color.

He slowly puts you down and takes off your in-middle cut shirt, sliding it down your shoulders and down your arms. As soon as the shirt hits the floor, you wrap your arms around his neck, looking for a button of his robe. You lean closer to his face, gently kissing the mask.

"I want to kiss you. Lift it up." you whisper as your fingertips finally touch the small button, messily trying to undo it. He chuckles as he gently slides his palms up and down your exposed waist. He brings them further up, placing them beneath your boobs and uses both of his thumbs to slide them over your nipples.

"I don't think your dear boyfriend would like you kissing other men. Isn't it more fun this way?" he whispers, voice teasing, as your body trembles from his touch. You let his robe fall down his shoulders and he moves his hands away from your boobs, letting it fall down completely. His exposed body makes your mind dizzy, fingertips brushing over his chest and tummy. Your gaze fixates on his hard, dripping cock.

"That's all you need to see. It's the sole reason you came here, no?" he giggles and you kiss the mask one more time, unable to think about anything else at the moment. He sneaks his thumbs between your skin and panties, quickly sliding them down in one quick motion alongside your skirt. He pushes his thigh between your legs, forcing you to move with his own body.

You reach the edge of the bed, falling down on it. You adjust yourself, laying down as you spread your legs for him. He positions himself on top of you, gently pushing your knees and spreading your legs even more. He slides his palms over your inner thighs, slightly tilting his head. You couldn't see his face, but you knew he was enjoying the view. He moves one of his hands away from your knee and wraps it around his cock.

He gives his cock a few quick pumps before he places the tip of it on your inner lips, sliding it up and down and coating it in your precum. You let out a softer moan when his tip touches your clit for a split second. He lets out a soft whimper of his own as he aligns his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside, inch by inch.

You choke out a moan as your pussy clenches around his cock, it feels so much better than a toy. You bring your hands close to his face in desire to take his mask off, an urge to see his face overpowering you. Nikolai swiftly grabs both of your wrists with his hand, pinning them over your head as he angles his hips and begins thrusting roughly inside of you almost immediately. You gasp in from a sudden and quick fullness as his cock stretches you out.

"Don't be a bratty pushover now. Isn't this how you wanted me to fuck you?" he whispers in a slightly trembling tone, the mask making his voice echo a bit.

You give him a quick nod and let out a sharp moan as his cock keeps sliding in and out of your cunt, each thrust stimulating all of your sweet spots in quick, short intervals. Nikolai lets out a chain of a few soft whimpers and grunts of his own as your pussy tightens and relaxes around him. He brings his other hand to one of your inner thighs, spreading your legs even more and with that making his thrusts deeper and more stimulating. He speeds up his movement, his balls slapping the underside of your pussy quite harshly, leaving a tingling warmth behind.

He pulls his cock out for a quick moment and brings his thumb to your inner lips, coating his fingertip in your precum. He swiftly slides his cock back inside, pace as relentless and harsh as before. His grip on your wrists tightens as he brings his other hand to your chest, cupping your boob and using his coated thumb to make soft circles on your nipple, opposite to the movement of his hips. Your breath is cut short each time he makes a full thrust inside, his cock kissing the deepest spots inside of you. Your back arch a little bit from the sweet, teasing sensation on your nipple as your lower tummy fills up with pleasurably cramping warmth.

Nikolai lets a mixture of soft gasps and whimpers as your pussy leaks more precum around his cock. You wrap your legs around his hips for a short moment, but the roughness of his thrusts make them weak fairly quickly. His circling on your nipple speeds up and you let out sharper moans, mind hazy as the heat keeps spreading beneath your skin.

Nikolai lets go of your wrists, bringing his hand to lift his mask just a little bit, giving you a small revelation of his parted lips. He leans closer to your chest, wrapping his lips around your other nipple and starts gently sucking on it. His thrusts are still as rough as before, making you dizzy in the best way possible. You let out soft moans as his tongue circles around your nipple alongside his thumb while his cock keeps on stimulating the sweetest spots inside of you.

He moves both of his hands beneath your knees as he lets go of your nipple with a small pop sound. He slides the mask back down using his head and your chest, straightening himself afterwards. He presses your legs to your chest, angling his hips a bit more, his thrusts becoming deeper as well as unbearably intense and rough. You let out filthy moans and gasps, your breathing becoming rapid. You grip the sheets with your hands, barely having strength to squeeze them as your body feels overwhelmed. A heavy wave of heat makes a tingling knot inside your lower tummy as Nikolai's cock keeps on relentlessly pressuring your g-spot, without giving it a single break.

He lets out softer moans and whimpers, but they are out-louded by yours and by the heavy slaps of his skin on yours. Your eyes roll back into your head as you feel lightheaded, pleasure too much to handle. Your pussy clenches around him as more precum leaks down your walls, desperate for an orgasm.

"Please, please-," you choke out, loud moans drowning out your words.

"I know, doll." he soothes with his voice as he moves one of your legs to the side, spreading it as far as possible before he brings his thumb to your clit, resting his palm on your lower tummy.

He starts drawing small, precise circles and it immediately sends sweet jolts through your body, your chest tingling from warmth. He speeds up the movement of his hips even more as he presses your leg on your chest harsher, not giving you a second to process the pleasure that he was providing to all of your sweet spots. Your breathing becomes incoherent and heavy as your throat feels dry from all the filthy sounds you were letting out.

Your back arch as his cock and thumb keep on giving you intense, overbearing pleasure. Your body tenses up as your cunt keeps on tightening and loosing up around his, now, throbbing cock. You can only manage to slightly roll your hips to match his movement as the tingling knot inside your lower tummy slowly melts into a first wave of orgasm. He presses his palm down, feeling himself move inside of you. This way your g-spot feels even more stimulated, a loud gasp squeezing out of your throat. It sends a stinging bitter-sweet pleasure through your body, making your thighs feel weak.

You gasp in as your orgasm quickly picks up its pace, reaching its peak. Nikolai lets out a trembling, sharp moan as your pussy leaks all over his cock. He keeps on thrusting as roughly as before, his thumb still circling on your clit. Your hips jerk and quiver as moans keep escaping your throat, the heavy waves of heat convulsing inside your lower tummy. Nikolai moves his hand away from your clit and lower tummy, his cock twitching as he slows down his pace, letting you calm down from your climax.

Your breathing goes back to normal and Nikolai moves his hand close to your face, gently brushing the back of his fingers over your cheek. He slowly pulls out and it makes you gasp as he moves his body completely away from yours. He slides his hands up your thighs and to your hips, hinting you to turn around.

"Time to give me a better shot of your face, pretty doll'." he chuckles and you notice the camera, red light going on and off. It was recording the whole time. Well, this wasn't a twist you didn't agree to, so you obey, resting your chest on the mattress as you arch your back for Nikolai who was behind you.

He places his hands on your hips as he aligns his painfully hard cock with your inner lips, swiftly moving his hips forward and sliding inside your needy cunt. He starts thrusting in a quick pace immediately, picking up where he left off. You rest your chin on the mattress, barely keeping your eyes open as your moans get abruptly cut off each time the heaviness of his thrusts jerks your body into the bed. He digs his fingernails into your hips, grip tightening as his cock reaches the deepest and sweetest spots inside of you.

His balls slap your clit, the small stinging impact sending shivers up your spine and making your hips quiver a bit. He lets out a prolonged, needy moan as he pulls your hips back to meet his rough thrusts. He keeps on pressuring your g-spot in a perfect angle, your eyes filling up with tears of pleasure. Your head feels dense, body sore as weak moans escape your dry throat. Nikolai's pelvic area keeps on slapping your ass and it feels like it's bruising at this point, tingling warmth spreading beneath.

You lower your head, resting your forehead on the mattress as you arch your back more. Nikolai immediately grabs you by your hair, lifting your head up to face the camera.

"Eyes at the camera, pretty one." his voice is steady, but a few moans slip past his lips. He keeps your head in place as he moves his other hand away from your hip. He lowers his hips a little bit, reaching new sweet spots inside your cunt and earning a sharp moan of yours.

"What do you think people would say if they saw you getting fucked like this? Hm?" he teases as he brings out a knife that you didn't even know he still had; gently pressing it against your throat.

He practically uses your hair as a form of stability, rolling his hips in a vigorous, merciless pace. Your ass feels sore from all the slaps of his skin.

"You like being pounded into like a little dumb slut? What would your boyfriend say if he saw this?" his voice is playful and you would chuckle if you had the strength, but all that comes out are whorish moans.

He presses the knife into your skin a bit more, making you gasp in as he speeds up the pace of his hips.

"Come on, give me your best expressions, doll." his voice is less steady than before, breathy moans escaping his throat as soon as he finishes his sentence.

Your eyes roll back as his pace becomes unbearable, his cock twitching inside of you and stimulating your weak spots even more. Your thighs start to shake and your lips part, eyes filling up with tears as your cunt feels overly sensitive.

Tears quickly roll down your face as whorish, guttural moans escape your throat. Each thrust of his feels like an orgasm on its own, your cunt clenching around him in response to his cock throbbing. He throws his head back, letting out a sharp whine as he drops the knife to the side. His shaky hand falls on your ass cheek, gripping it in a harsh manner as his own climax inches closer and closer with each thrust.

There is a small string of saliva covering your bottom lip, mind hazy and completely overwhelmed. Nikolai makes a few quick, sharp thrusts inside of your cunt, barely sliding his cock and out of you. You can feel his cock pulsating and twitching inside of you, sending tingles through your body.

You choke out a chain of breathy moans as he lets out desperately loud and sharp whines, finally reaching his own climax. He releases a few thick whips of cum inside of you, his now messy pace making it spill all over your inner lips and back of your thighs. Your body quivers and he lets go of your hair, letting your head fall down as you gasp for air.

He lands a heavy spank on your ass, using both of his hands to grip your cheeks, trying to soothe out the intensity of his orgasm. A few more needy whimpers escape his throat as he rides out his climax, slowing down his pace. His breathing is heavy, you can hear him almost choking on his saliva as he pulls out, letting his cum spill everywhere.

Your sore and weak body completely falls down on the bed, thighs shaky. Both of you lay down for a while, calming down from your pleasures. Nikolai takes a quick photo of a mess he made out of your pussy and chuckles to himself.

"If you make that your background, I will kill you." you say slightly breathless and he giggles at you.

"I would never do that! Plus, I have much better materials to use for that now~" his voice is so upbeat and you can't help but wonder where he gets all this energy from all the time. You just chuckle, trying to relax a bit more.

Once both of you calm down, Nikolai turns off the camera and takes off his mask. You smile softly at him and he takes you to the bathroom, a little smile on his face as well. The two of you enjoy a long, loving bath together. You give him all the kisses and love you couldn't before and in return he washes your sore body and pretty hair he was pulling on way too much.

Later on, you fall asleep cuddled up together, naked, given that you are too lazy and tired to get dressed. In the morning, you notice that he is gone and assume he went on a mission or to do some errands.

You look for your clothes and take your poor shirt, sighing. The only issue is that you can't find your panties anywhere. You curse under your breath as you forgot to bring change of clothes and it seems he did too. As if. He probably did it on purpose.

Ping!

Unknown [11:34 am]: 1 attachment.

Unknown [11:34 am]: Looking for these?

It's a picture of your panties. You want to chuckle, but you can't really go out in a ripped shirt and no panties so you feel a bit more annoyed.

You [11:35 am]: I have things to do, so please bring me a change of clothes :) <3

Unknown [11:36 am]: What a polite attitude. Where did a slut from last night go?

Unknown [11:36 am]: Also, won't happen. Unless...you want to play again? ;)

The End :) <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3

Thank you for all the love and support you give me, it truly means a lot to me! :D <3

Forehead kisses for everyone :3

#nikolai x reader smut #nikolai gogol x reader smut #nikolai gogol smut #nikolai smut #nikolai x reader #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai x y/n #nikolai x you #nikolai bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd smut #bsd imagines

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kazutora-kurokawa · 25 days

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Hi there! Could I please request some hcs with Tenjiku? Where reader has like this yk2 grunge/alt OR the goth style of clothing if ykwim? And, because of this style reader has, they draw a lot of attention to themselves and because they are pretty too ofc, hehe😈

It's like the exact opposite to the hyper feminine, pink coquette style!reader you did recently on another hcs. I hope you understood what I meant because english is not my first language... 🤧🫶🫶

Tenjiku x Y2K Grunge!Reader

♡ SFW, suggestive, fem reader, fluff, jealousy, flirting, reader gets hit on a lot, reader attracts attention ♡

note: thanks for requesting anon and don't worry I understood ya perfectly 🩷

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Izana

🎴 Gets you a pair of earrings that match his, he needs everyone to know you're together

🎴 Super possessive over you and will absolutely roundhouse kick the shit out of someone if they flirt with you

🎴 Does your makeup for you, probably steals your boots too because they make him look taller

Kakucho

🩷 A fan of all of your outfits, thinks your style is very chill and fits you well

🩷 Especially loves when you wear baggy clothes because he thinks you're prettiest when you're comfy

🩷 Won't threaten anybody if they look at you, but definitely gives them a polite warning look (he deadass gives them death stares but he swears he didn't)

Ran

💜 Always threatening people in public for looking at you (he can't blame them though because he be looking too)

💜 Makes jokes about bondage when he sees you decked out in more than one belt

💜 Matches jewelry with you and really wants to get matching tattoos

Rindou

🩵 Doesn't understand why you drown yourself in accessories but he can't deny it's cute

🩵 Loves when you wear skirts, especially denim ones with intricate stitching

🩵 Gives people side eyes when they look at you, he knows you're beautiful but he also knows that they see his damn arm around your waist

Mucho

🔷 Loves when you wear oversized t-shirts, it reminds him of how cute and tiny you are, he'll even offer up his own shirts for you to wear

🔷 Won't hesitate to rock someone in their jaw for looking at you for too long

🔷 Buys you a bunch of jewelry and chains for you to hook on your pants, he got you dripped tf out for real

Mochi

🍡 Obsessed with the fishnets that you wear, whether it be stockings or a shirt, he's here for it

🍡 Puts people in headlocks for hitting on you and only lets go when you tell him to

🍡 Loves how you look in a crop top, he thinks your tummy looks cute (he pinches you nonstop too)

Shion

🖤 Y'all are that one hot grunge couple honestly, he's in love with the way you dress and wants to match constantly

🖤 Makes you walk ahead of him when you're out so you don't see him beating the shit out of somebody for looking at you

🖤 He especially loves the big boots you wear, just a normal amount though he totally doesn't want you to step on him or anything weird like that

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies

#tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #izana x reader #kakucho x reader #ran x reader #rindou x reader #mochi x reader #mucho x reader #shion x reader #unrelated but every time I think of pants chains I think of Nagito from Danganronpa lol 😭

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thcfountain · 3 months

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Dating Nick Folio would include:

mdni. nsfw & fluff.

Fishing dates! sitting in a boat together in comfortable silence, occasionally talking about the weather or other small talk as you wait for the fish to bite.

Matching outfits for riding his motorcycle. He's very big on "dress for the slide, not the ride," but that doesn't mean you won't match.

He tries to teach you to ride a motorcycle too. Riding your own is safer than clinging to him from behind, even if he likes the feeling of you pressed up against him.

"I'd rather straddle and ride you," you say, halfway into the lesson and Nick immediately stops what he's doing.

Strong arms wrap around you, picking you up to carry you inside immediately. "I hope you mean that," he says as you giggle at the way he rushes you both into the house.

There's lots of laughter and fun in your relationship to the point where you two have had gigglefits together mid sex.

You pause, mid riding him, to laugh. "Did you just say my nipples were jigs?"

He laughs underneath you, hands on your hips, encouraging you to keep moving. "If I was a fish, your nipples would be the best lures to get me." It makes sense but at the same time, it doesn't.

You roll your hips under his encouraging hands but you can't help laughing and he laughs with you, realising that maybe he shouldn't have said that.

"Bang me like a drum," you moan as Nick thrusts into, hard and fast.

As your words register, his pace falters. "like a drum?" he can't help but laugh. "I'll smack your ass like a symbol later, baby, I promise," and you laugh too.

sometimes when you're ovulating, you get heavy baby fever and if you even mention it to Nick, he joins you in having it.

"I could build a crib," he tells you one day. You're snuggled up together on the couch, as close as can be, watching a movie. "And we can buy lots of cute little baby clothes," he adds.

Your heart skips a beat at the thought. "You're too busy," you remind him, even though it pains you to say it.

"You'd be so beautiful pregnant with my baby. I could kiss your tummy and talk to baby about music and fishing. I can't wait to buy them their first fishing pole!"

You guys drive the rest of the band crazy together. You prank band members or make weird noises at each other. If Nick starts singing, you always join in. If one of you makes a weird noise, the other will make a weirder one. You two can communicate solely in odd noises.

Getting matching tattoos. Ruffilo tries to keep you guys from doing it but he ends up giving in and agreeing to tattoo you both because he knows if he doesn't, you're just gonna go get each other's names tattooed and he hates that.

Doing silly couple trends with each other even if you never post them to social media.

Nick likes watching you masturbate and he will bring home toys that he wants to watch you try.

You close your eyes, moving your hips in time with the motorbunny you're currently riding. He'd been so excited when he brought it home for you to try and you had to admit how good it felt to ride.

Nick sits not far from you, eyes glued to your form as he slowly strokes his cock. "Louder, baby," he pleads, begging you to make more noise.

The grinder is strapped to his thigh, his hands are on your waist, helping you ride it. Every time you thrust against it, the ridges and bumbs that were specifically designed, rub against your clit, drawing out cries from you.

"Cum for me," he softly pleads, helping you pick up your pace and it doesn't take long for you to cum all over the toy, your hands grasp his shoulders, steadying yourself as you cry out.

Once you've regained your senses, you drop to your knees, taking his hard cock into your mouth in order to repay the favor.

He also likes it when you order him around.

You're the first person that he lets collar him too.

"You ready?" You ask, holding the lock and collar you two picked out together. It's a beautiful collar, made of a loose chain, and to the untrained eye it might look like some e-boy esq accessory.

"I'm ready, I'm yours and only yours," he promises and you put the collar on his neck, locking it into place. You'll wear the key on a necklace around your own neck.

Sometimes date night means dinosaur nuggets and beer, sometimes its fancy dinner at a nice restaurant, and sometimes date night means sitting in a boat together as you wait for the fish to bite.

Texting with him all the time when the band is on tour. Facetiming him whenever he can get a moment or two away.

"What did you have for dinner?" you ask, watching him move the phone so he can readjust to a more comfortable position in his bunk. "Don't say sleep."

He laughs but there's love in his gaze at the fact that you take his wellbeing so seriously. "We found a pizza place," he tells you. "Noah ate his weight in pizza and now Jolly is tutting about how he warned Noah he'd get a tummy ache." You both laugh a little and then there's a quiet pause. "I miss you," he says quietly.

"I miss you too. I love you."

being treated like a younger sibling by the band. You and Noah are practically bffs with the most brother/sister relationship ever.

You run and leap onto Noah, clinging to his back from behind. "I'm gonna take you down," you threaten, while Nick cheers you on. "You can't beat me in a wrestling match."

But Noah is all muscle now so he just laughs. "This isn't even wrestling, you're just koala clinging to me."

You look back at Nick and he immediately gets the point, rushing over and helping you get Noah onto the floor. The two of you pin Noah down together.

"That's fucking cheating!" He declares as you and Nick laugh.

"Why are you guys recreating the scene where Merry and Pip tackle Boromir?" Asks Matt as he walks into the room.

You and Nick look at each other for a second and then rush Matt, knocking him down next.

"We're the undefeated wrestling champs!"

Going on cross-country road trips together on motorcycles. Which means staying in shoddy motels, eating at random diners, and making memories you'll never forget.

He pulls over to the side of the road and you follow, wondering if something is wrong. It's night time and the road is practically deserted in this in the middle of nowhere town that you're passing through.

It turns out nothing is wrong, he just wants a moment to stand at look at the stars together. Brightly splattered across the blue-black sky, the moon shining down on you both. You take your helmets off and kiss under the stars.

Lots of kisses! Nick loves kisses from you and he loves giving them. Sometimes you guys just sit and makeout. His kisses are the best.

#nick folio #nick folio imagine #nick folio smut

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klttn · 6 days

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Hello again! I was wondering if you'd write a Polyamorous Lucifer and Lilith with a reader who's like their secretary. Both of them are pining after reader and trying to give them hints but reader is very oblivious, she's too caught up in being the best at her job and making the King/Queen proud that she doesn't notice them trying to court her.

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉(𝒶𝓇𝓎)

pairing : lucifer x lilith x reader

content : slight power play but only because reader is dumb and it’s to get her to listen.

summary : when you landed in hell, it was all chaos and everyone wanted the fresh meat for themselves either to mold or abuse, luckily for you, two very hot blondes found you and decided to claim you as theirs and give you a job.

god how you loved your job, secretary for the big boss of hell himself and his queen, it was a dream. lenient hours, amazing pay and your very own room/office in the prettiest castle you'd ever laid your eyes on.

that's where you were currently, walking through the halls of the place, heading to see the rulers of hell, staring at the angelic patterns on the wall to calm the abundance of nerves in your tummy.

lucifer and lilith always made you so nervous, your heart beat just that little bit faster, your knees go slightly weak. you didn't know why. you don't think they noticed it anyway, you were good at hiding it. right? wrong.

of course lucifer and lilith knew and oh did they revel in it, always trying to fluster you, make you stutter or fumble, loving how cute you looked when you did. eager for your reactions.

it didn't stop there though, it didn't take long for them to want more, need more, crave more of you. they had to have you. they had to make you theirs.

it started small, they'd take you on dates, bring you the prettiest of dresses to wear for said occasion and shower you with praise and affection. but you were still so unknowing, thinking it was just a courtesy.

they had to go bigger, come to your room late at night, lilith in one of those long silky night dresses, beautiful lace cutouts drawing all the attention to her tiny waist. lucifer in nothing but joggers and a fitted t-shirt.

it didn't sound like much but it drove you insane, her so scantily clad, so close to you, a few inches away from being able touch her. and him in something so vastly different from the suit he usually dons. fuck, when he moved you could see the outline of something you wanted to see more than anything.

but. alas. you still just presumed they were simply getting more comfy with you and that was all there was to it. their lingering touches, words they'd leave you hanging by, the very obvious attempts at seduction and flirtation was all just them being nice. right? besides they were married, they couldn’t possibly want you.

you didn't care though you just wanted to be their good little secretary and make them proud, be the best you can be for them, there was nothing more you wanted... well maybe to be theirs in another way. but that's just you being silly.

lucifer and lilith, mainly lilith, decided they'd had enough of being gentle and were getting tired of waiting. endlessly yearning for you to pick up the hints. you were just so oblivious.

so, they're going to ask you to a meeting and they're going to force you to listen. they had to.

♡ ⋆ ˚ ❀ ｡⋆୨୧ ‘

knock knock knock.

you had finally arrived at the large wooden doors of the king and queens office. nerves wracking and anticipation crawling in your skin. they were never so formal about a meeting like this and you were terrified.

‘please be good. please be good,’ played in your mind like a mantra. you’d do anything to continue being theirs. their secretary, of course.

“come in, darling,” you heard lilith say softly through the latched doors.

you needed to look composed, you didn’t want them to know how scared you were, you also wanted them to think you looked pretty, just a little bit.

adjusting your skirt ever so slightly and fixing your hair, you opened the doors to the room, eyes widening at the view in front of you.

“have a seat, sweetheart,” lucifer gestured in front of him.

both him and lilith were exerting so much power together. lucifer sat on a fully padded throne-like chair, legs spread, arms either side, the epitome of hot.

whilst lilith perched her tall body on the edge of the desk, the slit in her dress widening to expose all her thigh, elongating herself, making you feel so small under her.

you’d seen this room a million times, seen them like this a million times, but somehow this felt different.

lilith leaned forward from where she was sat and hooked her slender finger under your chin, eyes sharp and demanding, you couldn’t help but let out a little squeak, “she’s so cute, luci, look at her squirm and she doesn’t even know why she’s here yet.”

“w-why am i here?” you stutter, not daring to move away from liliths touch but also not wanting to.

“you’re here because we need to talk, y/n, about you,” lilith continued, gaze not faltering or failing to meet yours.

your head falls down, immediately presuming the worst. oh. they wanted to fire you.

small tears started to swell in your eyes, “i-i’m sorry, i can do better, i-i promise,” the couple looked at you puzzled, “please d-don’t fire me, i’ll try h-harder, i’ll be better, i’ll b-be good enough” you sniffled, looking up, pleading to the both of them.

lucifers heart panged in his chest, guilt flooding in as he stalked over to you and his wife, “pretty girl, we’re not firing you, and you are good enough, you are such a good girl for us, isn’t that right, lil?”

“of course, baby, you’re our darling secretary, our best girl.”

you were too caught up in your ramble and tears to process all the pretty names you were being called, just focused on their comfort and the slight touch they had on you.

“s-so what do you need me here for?” you say, still worked up and worried.

lucifer shifted where he was knelt in front of you, “well, you see, doll,” he glanced at lilith, who nodded, “we want to court you.”

ohhhhh. it all made sense now.

your sniffles started to slow, “that’s so nice of you guys, you’re so considerate but you see i don’t really need to be dating anyone and-“ you started to ramble, the nerves lifting the more you spoke, “im sure whoever you’ve found is great and all and im sorry if im wasting your time but i just don’t think it’s a good idea and im kinda busy with all my work for you and its just a lot and-“

“darling-“ lilith tried to cut you off.

“well i kinda have my eyes on these two people but you see they probably won’t like me back and they’re married like you, wait no im not saying it’s you, i- it’s just really complica-“

they both rolled their eyes and with one huff from lucifer, his devil horns were coming out and immediately grabbing your attention, stopping your rant.

he grabs your face, softly, despite his form, “y/n, i need you to be good and listen, can you do that for me?” you nod your head, trying to ignore all the different emotions this was making you feel. “good girl.”

lilith pulls your awareness onto her as she starts stroking your hair, “baby, we want to court you, me and lucifer, we want you to be ours.”

your head tilts like a confused puppy as lucifer reverts to his normal state and chimes in, “we’ve been trying for months, all those dates, late night visits to your room, all the pet names we call you, we want you as ours.”

you didn’t know what to do or say, so dumbfounded and oblivious this whole time, how could you be so dumb?

luckily, lucifer and lilith notice you slowly zoning out.

“okay darling let’s try this,” lilith spoke, causing you to look at her, “nod if you want that too or shake your head if you don’t, we promise we won’t be upset either way, okay?” her eyes became so doting, it had you melting for her.

“all we want is your happiness, doll, i promise,” lucifer added.

you nodded shyly, a small smile creeping onto your face.

“you want to be our princess, huh baby?”

you were practically starting to bubble up in front of them, “please please please please please.”

they both let out a little chuckle before locking the doors and moving your pliable body.

they had shifted you with such ease and put you on lucifers lap, “so pretty and smart, aren’t you, my little angel?” he cooed.

you were gradually being pushed up against lilith who was sat on the desk behind him, “yet such a dumb little girl when it comes to us courting you,” she whispered, her mouth latching onto your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

“i think she liked that, my love, i think she likes being dumb for us.”

your heart was racing, mind spinning, almost in a trance with how they were making you feel. you needed them so bad.

“i think so too, sweetie,” lilith stopped the attack on your neck for just a second, “don’t worry, babygirl, we’ll take care of you, no need to be smart right now.”

lucifer grinned, “now let’s make you officially ours, princess.”

A/N : this took so long cause i didn’t wanna mess it up… i’m in love with poly luci and lilith <3 i really hoped you guys liked this!!

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fairytsuk1 · 5 months

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you and shoto had been dating for a minute, it'd been going well! he was shy, quiet at first, but he'd blossomed into a boyfriend you considered yourself grateful for. not only was he devastatingly attractive and smitten with you; he was also just so genuinely kind.

he was so kind that neither of you had had sex yet. heavy petting and making out, sure, but you were beginning to crave more every time you rocked your hips hips tantalizing against his. you could feel him growing harder underneath you and yet his strong hands sowed doubt into your mind as he asked you to stop.

"is everything okay, shoto?"

his face is flushed and he looks mightily cute as he tries to piece together a sentence, "I... I don't think I'm ready to go all the way."

his eyes flicker up to yours, "is that okay?"

you're quick to reassure him, swinging your legs off and cradling his hands, "of course it's okay! we don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

his next comment comes as a surprise.

"well, what if we still could do something?"

"like what, can you tell me?"

he struggles with that, legs shifting and eyes wandering the corners of the room. you bring him back like always. even just the slightest touch of your fingertips on his jaw draw him back to you effortlessly, his shoulders drop like he's finally able to relax. able to be honest and talk to you freely.

"you could use your mouth," his adams apple bobs, "or not, it's okay."

it makes you grin so wide that your cheeks hurt. shoto wants you, and if this is the pace he wants to go at then it's the absolute perfect pace. you wink at him, "I'll see what I can do."

"don't be so cheesy," he mumbles while unbuckling his belt, "I can return the favor too, you know."

"oh i know, just let me take care of you now," he shivers as I ghost my lips over the shell of his ear, "just relax."

you go slow, starting out with light kisses on the soft (yet athletic) span of his tummy. he shaved and you can feel the slight stubble as you work his boxers and jeans down. you haven't seen him like this yet, only getting a few glances of toned muscles while pretending not to glance at him changing.

his lips are drawn into a thin line but a whimper escapes him when you free him from his jeans, cock hard and leaking pre-cum. he's so sensitive; hips shaking and skin flushed.

"you're so hot, shoto," your tongue slicks him all the way to his head and back down to the base, "I wanna take care of you."

"I-I like it," he rasps with his head tipped back, "love it a lot. you feel really good...!"

his whole body jerks when you take his tip into your mouth, heavy on your tongue as you lap up the leaking pre-cum. you do your best to keep your eyes focused on his features; his face goes through so many motions of pleasured and overwhelmed. your panties are absolutely soaked.

you keep working his tip, swirling your thumb around the slit and tapping it on the flat of your tongue. you're not even aware of shoto's hand inching towards your hair until he finally winds it up in his grasp.

"'s okay? i don't wanna hurt you."

"it's perfect, my love," and you take shoto's cock all the way down your throat.

he's big and it makes your eyes all wet; his moans are even better as sweat droplets roll past his temple. he's bathed in attractiveness, in lust, and you're sucking his dick in pure adoration. the slurping, your hand curling around what you couldn't reach... it was heavenly.

"fuck, your mouth is, oh my god," shoto mewls, pushing your head down in order to feel you deeper, wetter, just yearning for more.

you know he's close when you feel blunt nails scratching your scalp.

"i-i'm gonna, i'm gonna cum," shoto's voice peaks into a sharp squeal as you diligently swallow every drop. you're wiping your mouth while he's catching his breath.

his eyes are hooded as he looks up at you like you hung the moon and stars for him. you can only smirk back.

"so what about that favor?"

#bnha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia imagines #shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki x reader #bnha smut #my hero academia requests #boku no hero academia smut #my hero academia smut

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subskz · 7 months

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omg thinking ab making felix, lino, or chan squirt.. i'm not okay

what a fun trio hehe each of their reactions would be so cute in its own way 💓

channie always tries to take everything you give him like a good boy no matter how worn out he might be, so if you decide to keep going for multiple rounds, he’ll be more than eager for you to use him to your heart’s content <3 even when he’s sweaty and panting and spent he still nods obediently when u ask if he’s ready to go again…but what he doesnt anticipate is how after countless orgasms, the next one u draw out of him is the strongest yet…no matter how willing his mind is, his poor body just cant keep up now that youve milked him dry </3 he would be absolutely mortified once his foggy mind realizes why he feels like he’s cumming more than usual and why it feels so weirdly intense. the moment he processes it, he’s burying his burning face in his palms, squeezing his legs together in a useless attempt control himself, half-moaning, half-wailing in embarrassment…he apologizes like crazy afterwards, pouting when u wont let him help clean up his mess bc he’s completely exhausted and needs to rest after you pushed his body to its limit like that 💔 he definitely wouldnt be able to look you in the eye for a few days after without going completely red hehe but it turns him on all over again to remember it

i think of the three, lix would be the one who actually hopes to make it happen on purpose…curious lil kitty wants to know what it feels like, even if it’s a lil embarrassing <3 he’d beg you to keep going once you’ve made him cum, even when his body is writhing around from hypersensitivity he’d keep pleading w the cutest, high-pitched whimpers for you to overstimulate him right into another climax. it hits him hard and fast and before he knows it he’s spraying everywhere and letting out sounds you’ve never heard him make before…he’d definitely get a lil shy once he sees the aftermath but mostly you’ve got a giggly ditzy blissed out baby to take care of now bc it took a lot out of him, but felt so good that he’s just floating on cloud nine! i think he’d be especially clingy afterwards, gazing up at you w the biggest hearts in his eyes bc of the ways you’re able to work his body n bring him pleasure that he couldnt even dream of bringing himself~

lino is getting edged bc…of course he is 🙏 poor kitty is extra huffy and impatient today bc he didnt even do anything this time for u to be so mean to him. the only way to ever get him to do any work is when you deny his orgasm, n before he even realizes it he’s grinding down on your strap out of frustration, whining for you to just let him cum already. but you just shush him and pin his hips to the mattress, promising that it’ll feel even better for him if he bears w it <3 he’d definitely try to get his way by mouthing off but the more you bring him to the brink of his climax the more difficult it gets for him to do anything but babble desperately for you…the moment he finally gives in and whimpers the magic word so sweetly, you rub ur thumb in quick circles over the head of his dick and tell him to let it all out like a good girl 🥰 suddenly lino is cumming harder than he ever has in his life and even as he squirts all over his tummy he doesnt process what happened until well after he’s come down from his high…he would be humiliated out of his mind, even moreso than channie bc not only is he embarrassed abt his body reacting like that, he’s also embarrassed that he was so into it. he brushes off all your teasing w a huff but he definitely spends a long time thinking abt it afterwards and tries to figure out how he can ask u to do it again without looking too desperate

#ask #🪷 anon #💌 channie #💌 lixie #💌 lino

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lovelynim · 3 months

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omggg, congrats on your milestone Fabi, i'm so happy for u <3🪷✨ for the request, uh- may i humbly suggest writing something with lee!Rafayel and ler!Reader? maybe using him as a canvas for real lol- i'm- i'm sorry it's just- ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ🤌🏻

I didn't expect this many Rafayel's fans to show up in such a short amount of time, hahaha

But since you guys want to see him get got so much, who am I to disagree? ~

Also, my apologies to the last anon, but I'm smushing you together with the other two since it's the same characters, hope you don't mind!

Thin, thick, long and soft brushes, all scattered around your canvas. A color palette with different shades of red, yellow and orange, perfect to paint a beautiful sunset. If the canvas in question wasn’t putting so much effort in trying to run away, this would probably be the most peaceful painting session you ever experienced. But as Rafayel, a great and known artist once said, “chaos is a symbol of wisdom, every genius has a messy desk”.

“If you don’t stop moving, I’m going to have to start all over, Rafayel,” you tease him, keeping a firm grip around his wrists while you drag the paintbrush all the way from his forearm down to his ribs, leaving a light yellow trace behind.

“Sohohomeohohone, hehEHEHelp!! T-thihihis is tohohorturehEHEHE!!” Rafayel cried out as if this was some kind of murder attempt. However, no matter how much he pleaded or begged, his words wouldn’t make it to your heart - not this time, not after testing your patience for so damn long.

You click your tongue, shaking your head, pretending to pity the poor artists. “Torture? This is art, Rafayel. And art is supposed to be felt, right?” You smirked, not caring the least about the fresh drops of paint sliding down your canvas and tainting the floor underneath him. “Now, I think we could use some red here,” you explained calmly while Rafayel watched in horror while you dipped the paintbrush in the red ink and brought it back to your canvas - also known as his bare torso.

“NohoHOHOH!!” He laughed, kicking his feet like a little kid throwing a tantrum, but there was no way you were going to let him go this easy. “Plehehehease! I sahAHahaid I’m sohohorry!”

He twisted and turned his body away, trying to avoid at all costs the brush covered in ink that was dancing over his stomach, tickling his tummy with soft and quick strokes, one after the other, over and over again.

“You should feel sorry for making me work so hard just to paint a little,” you grunted, tightening your grip around his wrists while you circled his navel with the paint brush. With a sadistic look on your eyes, you admired his face - a complete mess of laughter, you could barely tell the drops of paint and the natural blush on his cheeks apart. Cute. “Now, I think we need to add another layer of orange here, the colors are a bit bland…”

“AHahAHAHA, i-it’s goohohohod! N-no mohohore lahahayers!!” He laughed, gasping when you tried to draw a little awkward-shaped sun on his chest. The redness on his cheeks was starting to spread down to his neck, the colors of his skin mixing with the ones from the ink, creating something that actually looked like a sunset - well, maybe if you squint your eyes a little, but still a sunset.

“Ahaha- p-please!” Rafayel wheezed, dropping his head back into the floor tiredly, trying to catch up his breath. His body trembled, tingling all over. “Y-you should let… t-the ink dry before… continuing…”

With the paintbrush still in your hand, you couldn’t help but laugh a little.

#900 followers milestone #milestone event #asks #anon #love and deepspace #love and deepspace tickling #rafayel #reader #rafayel x reader

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anemptypuddingcup · 8 months

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Excessively-pierced Sanji!

Art credit to the artist.

Excessively-Pierced Luffy. Excessively-Pierced Zoro.

Saw these beautiful images and needed to write immediately. I DESIRE to draw Sanji like this soon.

Contains: Excessively-pierced Sanji. Piercings everywhere, all over him. Mentions of most piercings including nipple piercings and jacob’s ladder piercings. Sanji still being sweet and soft. Soft sex. I’ll definitely write a full-length fic if y’all ask me to.

Oh my goodness, so many piercings all over him.

He’s still the same French lover boy we all know and love but with longer hair and plenty of piercings to go around. You couldn’t help but to fall in love with him and his beautiful piercings, and he’s got all types of piercings to show off to you.

You didn’t think that he’d be hiding way more underneath all the clothes he wears but boy you were in for a huge treat once you both got more comfortable with each other and eventually started dating.

“S-So many piercings.” You stare at Sanji’s face intently, looking at his adorable piercings along his ears and face. He smiles softly before a soft blush spreads across his face, a small giggle leaving him before he stands up.

“I have more love, would you like to see them?” He asked, his hand holding the bottom of his thin long-sleeved shirt. You nodded profusely, wanting to see all the others hiding around on his body.

He had piercings all over the place

Eyebrow & ear piercings,

tongue & lip piercings,

nipple & tummy piercings.

He has them everywhere.

Hell, he’s even got a single nose & neck piercing.

He’s yet to show his full jacob’s ladder he’s gotten done too. He can’t help but to feel so proud of them, not only do they look so stunning on him but they’re also attached to some of his weak points specifically his nipple and jacob’s ladder piercings.

He may look like a hard dom with the piercings but deep inside the man is still a sweet and respectful little softie. It caught you off guard the first time you hooked up with him, completely throwing you off when you found out his true nature underneath all those piercings.

Sometimes he’s tried to convince you to at least get nipple piercings to match with him but you’d always say no or tell him to wait for another time when it’s best for them.

“Pleaseeee? Can you please get some cute nipple piercings like me sweetie? I promise it’ll look so good on your pretty breasts just like me~” Sanji only begged and pouted while he suckled on your sweet hardened buds, a whine leaving him as he trailed his little tongue piercing along it. You moan out shakily as the slightly cold metal piercing runs along your nipple, your hand trembling softly against his long silky hair.

“N-No S-Sanji~ I-I c-can’t~” You moan out softly, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as as you trembled against his soft lips. He only pouts as stares up at you with a sad little frown, trying his best to convince you to just get them done and match with him.

His jacob’s ladder piercings was most stunning one of them all. The shimmering silver decorated his shaft so prettily that you couldn’t help but stare at his cock at times when it came to sucking him off. His jacob’s ladder was probably the one he was most embarrassed about since he thought he’d gotten it for no reason, until he met you of course.

“I got it only to impress the lovely ladies…some don’t find it very appealing though…” He’d sigh sometimes before completely just dropping the topic.

“It impresses me, not a lot of dudes get that done. I love it Sanji~” You admit wholeheartedly, a sweet smile across your face. It makes him blush every time you’d compliment it.

You’d have to admit that sometimes the piercings actually enhanced the feeling of his cock going inside of you every time. Each and every thrust felt like heaven as the piercings would rub along your velvety walls. It made Sanji less insecure about the decision since it pleased you and made you happy.

“D-Does this feel good love? It doesn’t hurt?” Sanji asks, a bit of nervousness spread across his face along with slight pleasure. You nodded before letting out a soft moan out against his shoulder. “I-It feels wonderful Sanji~ Please keep going~” You moan out, trembling against his lap as you wrap your legs around his hips.

He trails his soft fingers along your spine as he softly thrusted into you, a shaky moan leaving both him and you as he thrusted deep into you with a sudden gasp. You waffle your hand with one of his as you bite your bottom lip, your brows furrowing as he humps up into your cunt.

You let out a sudden gasp as you feel his nipple piercings rub up against your areola and along your nipples, the cold metal only enhancing your pleasure even more. Sanji presses his soft lips to your sweet glossy ones, a soft groan leaving him as he ruts into you a bit faster. You swirl your tongue along his lip piercings and he giggles before letting out a soft little whine.

“You feel so good sweet pea~ You’re so tight around me and my piercings~” He moans out softly into your ear, increasing the speed of his thrusts. You let out a shaky little moan as your grip around his hand grows tighter, your cunt only clenching around him from both his piercings and his thrusts. “I-It feels so good! S-Sanjii!~” You moan out, pressing your lips against his once again before laying your head against his shoulder.

He smiles to you softly before letting out a shaky moan, enjoying the feeling of your warmth enveloping his cock.

I need to write a fucking full-length fic, I just might do it.

Please tell me if y’all want a full-length fic, I’ll gladly write it for you all!

#one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece sanji #op sanji #sanji smut #sanji fluff #vinsmoke sanji #puddingcupimagines #excessively-pierced series

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xiaoscarasimp · 5 months

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A Cat and Mouse Game

A friend and I were talking bout how theres only cat boys and girls so I decided to do a fic with a mouse girl reader and cat boi scara (lets be honest: it's canon)

This is just kinda horny drabble lmk what you think

Warnings: NSFW, AFAB! reader, predator/prey dynamics, little bit of blood play, nipple play, degradation(he calls you whore/slut) and slight size kink (no not my usual shenanigans) Minors DNI

Cat boy Scaramouche toys with his darling mouse girl by playing with your folds to where you're bucking your hips against his fingers desperate for relief. As you sit in his lap, he runs one of his long fingers up your slit, sending shivers down your spine and nibbles your sensitive little mouse ears. Your thin little tail thrashes in partial distress from the other powering pheromones the cat boy is putting out but also arousal.

You feel a tingling in your body as he runs electro through your pussy, nerves contracting and expanding how ever he wants them to. He shocks your clit first, then prodding a finger in your entrance he shocks you again, causing a waterfall to gush on your fingers.

“Oh, what would the rat colony say if they saw you like this? A simple whore that can't get enough of me?” He taunted you. “Never forget I'm in control.”

“I'm not a r-rat, I-I'm a mouse.” You manage to gasp out.

“Heheh. Same difference. Stupid rodent who will be my fucked out whore.”

He leans back and flips you around so you're facing him, his dick prodding your back side. You grind your wet pussy on him, but he grabs your hips, forcing you to stop, little whines escape your lips. The cat boy silences these whines with a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue down your throat. His fangs end up drawing a bit of blood as he pulls at your bottom lip, causing you to whine even more. The taste of blood made his eyes light up; how could it not? Taste of his prey on his lips? The most delectable.

“S-scara, plea-” you try to pause the action; things were moving too fast. His member was now slotted perfectly between your supple ass cheeks, leaking precum over your skin.

“Shh,” He cooes as he pulls away from the kiss, a red string of spit connecting the two of you. “Hush, darling. My cute little dinner's getting all worked up over nothing. Relax.”

For a brief moment, his predatory face relaxes into a soft expression, almost like he cares, before his eyes narrow and go on the attack again. Scaramouche rubs his weeping cock against your folds, stimulating you to produce even more slick. He starts attacking your neck next, fangs piercing the skin and drawing small droplets of blood not unlike a vampire. As he does, you not only make little moans, but also little squeaks. You almost go limp from this attack, your mouse instincts tell you to freeze while the semi-rational part of you demands more.

“M-more,” you moan. “D-devour me.”

“Gladly.”

He bites down even harder, his thicker, furrier tail wraps around your thinner, hairless tail. Your ears twitch in agonizing pleasure; it just hurt so good. At this point, even if you wanted to escape, you absolutely could not.

Once your neck has been thoroughly claimed, he lines up the tip at your entrance, smirking the entire time. Not wanting to waste any time, you slam yourself down on his cock, moaning and gasping, as you do. Luckily for him, you are already so wet and lubed up from the teasing earlier that you hardly need any time to adjust to his size before bottoming out and grinding on him. He notices the little tummy bulge from where he filled you up so thoroughly, so wonderfully. Scaramouche starts rubbing your clit, sending little electric shocks through the sensitive bundle of nerves, walls clenching with each little pulse.

If he wasn’t careful, he’d finish before you did.

To help speed up the process, he leans up and puts one of your small nipples in his mouth and dances electro on his tongue as he swirls the bud around in his mouth. You arch your back in equal parts pain and pleasure, showing off even more of how much he was filling you up. Excited by your reactions, he uses his fangs to tease the bud even further, raking them across your delicate skin, tasting blood as he goes.

“S-scara!” You’re getting close, the pain, the pleasure, the overwhelming smell of sex in the air are all making you close to unraveling.

“Y-you like that, you cock hungry slut?” He grabs your hips and moves you along at his pace, interrupting yours. “Cum all over my cock, whore.” He stimulates your clit even further, your walls clenching so hard he was worried that he’d never be able to get out.

In a race to last place, you both try to hold out for as long as you can: kissing, biting, making out, marking, maiming skin. You finish first however, but he wasn’t long behind you, painting your insides white. You slump down on top of him, making little content squeaks between heavy breathing while Scaramouche was purring. The vibrations were enough to put you to sleep, curled up on his chest, his seed leaking out of you.

“You did so well,” He murmured through purring. “Next time, I’ll devour you even more.”

#genshin impact #fanfic #genshin smut #cat boi #cat boy #genshin #Mouse girl reader #afab reader #not beta read #sorry not sorry #scaramouche x reader

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stinkyme · 6 months

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Hello! Since I can't read properly, I wrote this for Chiyo (@sachiyoh ) and she wrote it for me :D! I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) <3

This is her version, please check it out :) -> here :3

(I will also reblog it, but I figured to link it as well :D)

It's shorter work than usual, but I hope you don't mind :)

CW/TW: NSFW (mdni), fem!reader, face sitting/riding, oral!fem receiving, pet name (doll), reader does Nikolai's make up only to ruin it <3, if I forgot anything, please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Ruin it for me? || Nikolai Gogol x Reader

"You can't move so much! Part your lips a bit more." you sigh, getting slightly irritated with Nikolai moving around to look at himself in the mirror.

You were trying to do his makeup for what feels like an hour now, but he was as energetic as always. You wanted to do matching makeup, he would go as a jester, quite fitting if you might notice. You finished your own makeup, going as a sad, but sort of spooky doll.

You gently tap red lipstick on Nikolai's lips and he lets out a soft giggle, making you mess up.

"Fuck, Nikolai." you curse, trying to rub away the extra lipstick that was underneath his lip line.

"Sorry doll! It tickles, I can't help it." he giggles a bit more, pulling his face away from your thumb. You are able to steal a few more taps. After, once he calms down again, you make two, a bit longer stripes from the corners of his lips to the middle of his cheek.

You sigh, taking the eyeliner to make small triangles and tears beneath his eyes, trying to keep your hand as still as possible. You cup his jaw, keeping him in place as your gaze deeply focuses on the drawings you were making. You finish the first tear, gently blowing on the area to dry it quicker. You add a couple more, they are small, but truly adding to the whole look.

"You look so cute when you are all focused like that." he whispers, earning a small smile from you.

"Nice save, I was on the verge of strangling you. Look up." you chuckle as he does as told. You begin drawing a very small reverted triangle on his bottom eyelid, filling it in once you finish the shape. You repeat the process on the other one, again blowing gently on the area to dry it before he looks down and ruins your work.

With the same eyeliner, you add a bit more detail to his eyebrows. Drawing two small lines to make his eyebrows look like they are arching upwards. He looks cute, but desperate. Your favorite look of his, quite frankly.

You take the red lipstick again, making a small circle on one of his cheeks. This part should be easy, you think. However, as you start making the second circle on his other cheek, he suddenly moves his head, making a long red stripe that almost reaches his ear. You feel your irritation growing as he giggles more.

"Sorry, sorry! I wanted to see what it looks like." he lifts his hands as a form of pleading innocence, just to annoy you more.

"I can't fix that one! You have a white underpainting, we would have to go all over again. Not to mention, we should leave in...15 minutes!" you let out a soft groan, rolling your eyes as Nikolai sits calmly, a small smile on his face.

He leans closer, placing soft kisses on your neck, slowly trailing behind your ear. Your eyebrows twitch, finally noticing he was probably annoying you on purpose. He lets his tongue slide underneath your ear and lower to the base of your neck before he moves to the other side, licking upwards. He reaches the area behind your ear and gives a finishing kitten-like lick with the tip of his tongue before he starts kissing the wet areas.

"Why don't you...ruin it for me?" he whispers between the kisses, making your head lean into his as your eyes close, a soft warmth spreading inside your tummy.

Surely, his proposal was beyond intriguing, even though you feel kind of disappointed to ruin all the hard work you put into it. It is what it is, though. Nikolai slowly pulls away after placing one final kiss on your neck and positions himself on the bed. He lays down, there is a mischievous, but needy glint in his gaze. You raise your eyebrow at him, giving him a small smile.

"We have 15 minutes." you whisper as you take your panties off, quickly sliding them down your legs.

"That's up to you, doll." he gives you a teasing smile as you adjust yourself above him, giving one last look at your little "masterpiece" framed between your legs. He parts his lips, letting his tongue meet your pussy as you lower yourself. You let out a soft moan as his warm tongue presses onto your cunt, his hands wrapping around your thighs. You place your hands on the headboard, gripping it tightly enough to keep your balance as you start rolling your hips.

A few breathy moans escape you, eyelids fluttering as Nikolai keeps his gaze on you, intense and needy. You roll your hips in a deeper motion, sliding the full length of your pussy over his tongue, letting out more moans as his grip on your thighs tightens, keeping you close. He lets his tongue move in a quick and short zig-zag motion, following the pace of your hips and squeezing more moans out of your throat. You gasp as you begin focusing your movement to stimulate your clit the most, a few shaky jolts spreading through your thighs. You feel more precum sliding down your cunt, making your body tingle. Your pussy tightens around nothing as Nikolai's tongue keeps on matching your movement. He lets out a soft whimper before he squeezes your thighs tightly, pulling you more onto his face as his lips wrap around your clit. He starts sucking on your sweet bud, making your back arch a little bit as your hand falls in his hair, gripping it tightly.

You let out a sharp moan as the tip of his tongue keeps on sliding over your sweetest spots, taking control for a little while. Through a half-lidded gaze, you notice his makeup leaving a white and red trace all over your thighs, but that's what he wanted. Your body grows weaker with each circle and suck he makes on your clit, tummy filling with warmth as your legs grow shakier than before. You grip his bangs, forcing him to let go of your clit. He moves his head back, giving into your movement with a small smile. You take control again, rolling your hips, your inner lips sliding over his tongue while your clit brushes over his nose. You let out a shaky whimper as each movement of your hips ruins his makeup more, thighs squeezing and relaxing around his face.

You throw your head back, closing your eyes as more tingles and warmth spread through your tummy, raising to your chest and making your breathing heavy. Your pussy clenches around nothing, leaking all over his tongue and chin as you keep on grinding without taking a single break, greedily building up your orgasm. You arch your hips a bit backwards, again using only his tongue to pleasure yourself. The sudden difference between the cold tip of his nose and warmth of his tongue makes you gasp as a knot of heat cramps inside your lower tummy. Nikolai's hips twitch as your precum melts on his tongue, slightly thrusting into nothing as his erection feels uncomfortably tight in his pants.

He slides his hands underneath your ass, slightly lifting you up for a moment as his eyebrows knit upwards, making his whole expression seem a lot more desperate with additional makeup. He gives a few quick sucks on your clit, letting out a guttural groan as his eyes roll back. He swallows quickly, while also letting his tongue get more wet in order to pleasure you more.

"Fuck, doll, sorry. I love the way you are using me." he whispers as his hands wrap around your thighs once again, pulling you back down. You let out a shaky whimper, immediately picking up your previous pace as your grip on his hair weakens, your whole body growing more sensitive and delicate as your orgasm keeps building up. Nikolai lets his tongue follow your movement, making you choke on your own sounds each time he brushes the right spot alongside you, both of your eyes rolling back as pleasure overwhelms you.

You notice a small portion of his lips in-between your grinds - they are completely ruined, red lipstick smeared all over his chin and your thighs. Too needy to care, you continue on grinding, chasing your own high as a heavy knot inside your lower tummy keeps on convulsing. Nikolai sneaks in a few quick sucks on your pussy in-between the rolls of your hips, each bringing you closer to your orgasm. His eyes remain on yours as your pace starts to grow messy and heavy, the overwhelming heat and knot inside your lower tummy making it harder to move.

"Keep going doll, ruin me." he whispers, voice slightly muffled by your flesh, sending shivers up your spine.

You curse under your breath as your body tenses up, hips grinding heavily against his face, using it to rub your cunt all over your sweetest spots. At this point your thighs are a complete mess, but so is his face, however there is a blissful look in his eyes. You put your hands back on the headboard as you angle your hips, focusing all of your movement on your clit. Nikolai moans into your flesh as your precum starts leaking more and more, swirling heat overwhelming your weak body.

You throw your head back, a few sharp moans straining your throat as your orgasm comes in the first few milder waves. Nikolai's grip on your thighs tightens, pulling you down, concentrating all of your movement on your needy clit, quickly building up the intensity of your orgasm.

You let out a mixture of guttural whines and whimpers, back arching as your hips quiver, jolts rushing through your body as your climax reaches its peak. Nikolai lets out a few muffled moans into your cunt that was leaking all over his tongue and chin, eyes rolling back from the melting sweet taste. You make a few deeper, longer strokes with your hips as you ride out your orgasm, heart beating quick in your chest.

Your head falls back down, eyes heavy but open as you watch his needy expression, his eyebrows arching upwards. You slow down your pace, a few more heavy breaths escaping your lungs as you calm down from your orgasm, letting it melt away.

Nikolai lets go of your thighs and you slowly lift yourself up, moving away from his messed up face. There was a glistening coat of your release on his face, all the lipstick smeared over his chin and cheeks. He was breathing heavily, but he seemed beyond satisfied. You catch that the bulge in his pants was beyond noticeable, slowly moving yourself down and undoing his pants. Nikolai lifts his head, slightly raising his eyebrows at you as you pull his zipper down.

"I think we have 15 more minutes to ruin my makeup." you whisper in a teasing tone, a sly smile on your face.

The End :) <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3

Thank you for all the love and support, it truly means a lot to me! :D <3

Forehead kisses for everyone :3

#nikolai x reader #nikolai x reader smut #nikolai smut #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai x y/n #nikolai x you #nikolai bsd #bsd smut #bsd imagines #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd nikolai #female reader

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cup1dt3a · 10 months

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what if y/n or reader was the villain in the show welcome home puppet show and had a crush on one of the character

There was only one person who did this so far and i loved it

would the reader go easy on them or harder so no one would know

would they show concern when there crush is crying

would they stop there plans all together if they were asked by that person (only for a day maybe)

Tysm for the request and love the idea! And I’m doing this with 2 of the members in cast if that is ok because no on was specified on here and I just really want to write about Julie! Also this is fan content of welcome home that has nothing to do with the lore!

Oh to be the antagonist of this story is very “interesting”. You’re always the cause of the moral of the story on why doing whatever it was is bad. Or you just sabotage them throughout the show.

But mostly sabotaging the main character Wally Darling. Always messing up his paintings by adding yourself to the picture. Literally you just crudely draw yourself right beside him. Even going as far as to cross a few of his friends out or replace their heads with yours. While always leaving a signature evil as yours right next to his with a little heart. All over yours and his neat signature. Sometimes putting a heart around both your signatures as a way to circle them. You thought it was cute and a sweet sorry. While Wally was sometimes annoyed by this you would always cut him off before he could say anything.

Most of the time apologizing with “ I’m so so very very sor-sore- sarh- sarh-I think I’m gonna puke! SORY! I said it now you can’t be mad at me…oh geepers my tummy is all topsy turvery now I hope your happy!”

Yes for comedic purposes you could never say sorry without almost puking it was a curse and a gift.

You would always go the hardest on him. No matter where or who he was with Wally would always be your main target. He was just so much fun to mess with. Such as putting the blame on him in Howdy Pillar’s shop by stealing an apple from its once neat stand. Leaving a mess for the yellow man to have to clean up himself. As they all fall you disappear with a clever disguise. Glasses and a mustache. The perfect disguise no one can recognize you! Well kinda? Howdy and Frank always know it’s you and you have no idea how. You fooled Julie and Barnaby with it. Even Wally you think? So how are they exposing you like that!?

For anyone else maybe a few pranks here and there but Wally oh dear sweet Wally will always be victim to your harshest pranks.

But Wally was also the only person you ever listened to that made you stop your devious plans all together. One little “ No, not today Neighbor.” And you’re done for. Fully defeated, and devastated that your plans were cancelled. Not really to be honest you could always do them next time.

Crying. Is something you’d never really try to make anyone do. Really it’s all harmless fun until someone gets hurt. And if Wally do happened to get hurt or start crying your the one who is literally comforting him. Pulling out tons of tissues from your pocket. Panicking over the fact that you made him cry. So you’ll disappear for a few days and go very and almost too easy in everyone especially Wally for once.

You were once again in your unnoticeable disguise. The same one you always wore as you walked around the colorful road of the neighborhood to find Wally. You the came upon the man asking what to paint. Excitedly rushing over onto his shoulder.

“ I think you should paint me~!” you announced dramatically catching the blue haired man off guard.

“ Sure neighbor.” He said gaining his composure now catching you off guard.

Now this was a surprise as you blushed. You quirked your eyebrow at his calmness and to the fact that he willingly without hesitation said he would paint you.

“ Fine then…stranger! Paint me as if I’m the most amazing person in the world! Because I am!” You proclaimed in a dramatic pose.

“ Whatever you say ___.” He said with a sigh as he started to paint catching you fully off guard.

You panicked declaring an answer on how he knew it was you.

“ You use the same disguise and put a different mustache on every time you’re doing something no good.” He said as you huffed.

You thought no one would notice especially with the purple mustache. Come on it was purple and very long and pointy too. And you even got different shoes. This is so unbelievable the nerve of that pretty man!

To be the antagonist of the story and have Julie as your main “victim” is the hardest thing ever. She always laughs and says “ Oh neighbor you’re so silly!” or “ Can you teach me how to do that!?” and even “ Hear let me help you I know an easier way to do that.”

She is too nice to you. She even laughs when you’re doing your evil laugh too! It throws your whole vibe off! You’re supposed to be the evil villain that strikes fear and misery. Not the joke of a villian with some stupidly adorable blonde who always helps and complements you! No she’s supposed to fear you not hug you right after you just tripped over falling face first from your epic exit!

With Julie you go harder on her than anyone else! Not because you like her no it’s because you hate that she is supper nice and supportive; She’s always trying to help you become a better person and…she needs to be stopped. Julie is always thought rushed away from you when Frank is near. The man pulls her away as she tells you “ Bye ___! Hope you have a good day!”

“ Guys I think they just need a chance!” She’ll say while being told “ THEY JUST TRIED TO TRICK HOWDY INTO GIVING THEM OWNER SHIP OF HIS OWN SHOP!”

Making Julie cry is the worst thing you could ever do. Literally if you’re the reason she cried or because you ran into the always happy blonde crying you better give her a hug. It’s technically illegal not to. She is just a ball of pure sunshine that is too nice. If you don’t hug or try to comfort her you’re a heartless monster at that point. But if you are the reason she cried because of you. Do not show your face for a few days. Never show your face again you monster!

“ Hey Julie….Um so I’m sorry about what happened yesterday… I brought you flowers.” You sighed as you handed her the huge bouquet of all her favorite flowers.

“Listen I swear I didn’t mean to ruin that feild of flowers…my Poison-inator3000 somehow malfunction and-“ “ Oh Neighbor! You’re the best!” She gasped hugging you around the neck with a loving squeeze.

She happily smiled at you as you just stood in show with the bouquet still in your hands. You slowly hugged her unsure how to huge her in your akward position and mental state. The sweet blonde is hugging you. Repeat the sweet adorable blonde is hugging you.

Sorry for the wait I’ve been busy recently. So expect me to post more often! Hope you’re all doing well or things are getting better!

Sincerely-Cup1dT3a💕

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