#anon reqs. ✿ | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

onlyyvette · 2 years

Text

Teasing the Demon Brothers(Satan)♡

NSFW Minors dni

Warnings: DOM/TOP reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + AFAB reader but is referred to with the title of "sir" + feminization + humiliation + threat of public humiliation + pegging + use of cockcage + consensual filming + semi-public sex + aftercare

Word Count: 3019

A/n: Okay, I've finally got to time to do this! Because I couldn't choose, I'm going to do both orgasm control and overstimulation. Not only that, but you didn't specify what sex and gender you wanted the reader to be. I hope AFAB reader is fine, but if not, I can remake the fic with a few tweaks to make it gn or AMAB reader. This will be a part of my "Teasing the Demon Brothers" series, I hope you guys enjoy it

Satan♡

Satan absolutely loved the way you treated him. As lovers, the two of you were just…as in love as the two of you could be. You would sometimes hold hands as you walked down the road, share the same drink at your favorite cat cafe, having him sleep against your shoulder as you read a book, it was all wonderful. But sometimes, the two of you would do something that you wouldn’t find most couples doing..

Today, the two of you decided to visit a mall in the human world. As you walked through the mall with your boyfriend, you found him clinging onto your arm, squeezing it at times. He would sometimes tremble slightly as the two of you walked, and it would always make a little snicker come out of your mouth. People would sometimes stare at you, causing Satan to look down at the floor, but you didn’t mind it too much.

During a stop at a boba stand, the cashier gave the two of you a compliment. Motioning to you, she said, “Is that your girlfriend? If so, you two are such a cute couple.” Satan let out a tiny gasp as he clung onto you even closer. “Thank you,” you replied. “And yeah, she is my girlfriend. She doesn’t talk too much though.” The cashier let out a laugh, telling you about her own girlfriend. It was no surprise that she thought that your boyfriend was a girl.

Today, you had Satan dressed up in a cute outfit: a pale blue blouse with puffy sleeves and a red ribbon around the collar. At the end of his sleeves, his nails were painted white, decorated with cat stickers. He wore a blue plaid skirt with white ruffles underneath it. It was a bit too short on him, but you didn't get any verbal complaints for him. White, thigh length stockings decorated your boyfriend’s legs. Brown knee-high boots covered the rest of Satan's legs, the small platforms on the bottom making him a bit taller than usual. Around his neck was a white choker, a heart-shaped pendant attached to it.

You had paid extra attention to Satan’s face. You did his eyeliner for him, giving him neatly done wings and gave him more volume to his lashes. Since you wanted to be extra, you gave him pretty heart stickers to put under his eyelids, adding a little bit of sparkly blush to them. You applied a pale lip gloss color to Satan’s lips, making them perfect for kissing. Lastly, you put a longer wig with wavy twin tails on him, completing the final look.

When you look at Satan now, you can’t help but feel a sense of pride from making him look so pretty and so erotic. The makeup complimented his natural features and the frilly skirt he was wearing made you want to ravish him completely. You almost regretted taking your boyfriend out today due to the fact that you would have to wait a few hours before being able to touch him. Now, while you couldn’t touch him, you still had a good way of tormenting him.

Right before the two of you left for the mall, you had slipped a vibrator inside of Satan(you also made him cum two times). He had pleaded with you to not keep the vibrator because he knew that he would get too excited easily, so you added a cockcage to make sure that he didn’t get hard in public. It wasn’t easy putting the cockcage on him because while no one would know if he was getting hard because it would be impossible, it was still so frustrating to Satan. He wouldn’t be able to get hard, which meant not being able to cum. You only found this amusing. If you couldn’t touch him, it was only fair that he couldn’t touch himself too, no?

Throughout the trip to the mall, you would turn the vibrator on from time to time, startling poor Satan, causing him to jump or cling on to you, waiting for the vibrations to stop as his voice got too loud. Even when the two of you were talking to that friendly cashier, you had turned on the vibrator, causing him to try to stay as mute as possible so that the cashier couldn’t catch onto his predicament. Still, he let out a gasp that was too loud in your opinion, causing you to secretly glare at him, quickly turning the vibrator off.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. Yet you never did.

Your last stop at the mall was a pretty store with many different varieties that you just had to stop and take a look. As the two of you were browsing the store, your boyfriend had almost forgotten that he had that vibrator inside of him or had a cage restraining his cock. Once the two of you had picked out some clothes, you led Satan to the dressing room. The women’s dressing room.

Satan was a bit nervous, forgetting that he could pass as a girl now and considering the fact that he usually doesn’t go into the women’s changing room. Nevertheless, you shoved him into the dressing room, locking the door behind you. The dressing room was a little bit over a medium size, only one stall and was made for 1-2 people to be in. Pushing one of the outfits that you chose for him and ushered him inside the stall.

A few minutes after Satan went inside the stall, you came with an idea. Coming up to the door, you knocked a few times. “Satan, are you done yet?”

“If I was, don’t you think I would be out yet,” Satan called out, an exasperated tone showing in his reply. “Besides, I’m still taking off my clothes.” You knocked on the door again. “Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed light and cheery, but something about it made your boyfriend shiver. “What do you mean let you in? I told you, I’m still taking off my clothes.”

“Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed more demanding this time. Satan went silent for a few seconds, and opened the door. When you could finally see his body fully, you had to stop yourself from jumping on him right then and there.

The first thing your eyes were drawn to was Satan's shirt. It was halfway unbuttoned, down to his navel. Where you would have seen your boyfriend’s nipples were instead covered up by a lacy, light pink bralette. Your eyes traveled lower, to his thighs. He still had his skirt on, but it was lowered a bit so that you could see his panties peeking out a bit. His boots were off, one of his stockings was pulled down to his ankle, but the other one was still fully on, making a mouth watering sight. You pulled your eyes up to see Satan’s face. He was furiously blushing as you were unabashedly checking him out.

Finally done with your inspection, you looked Satan straight in the eyes, a small smirk growing on your face. “You’ve been in there for a while, Satan,” you sneered. “Mind telling me why you’re not fully undressed?”

“...” Silence.

“Don’t tell me,” you started. “You were staring at yourself in the mirror? Were you so mesmerized by your new look?” Satan turned away from you, his blush spreading. “That’s not it…” he said in a small voice, despite the fact that you both knew it was a lie. “You don’t need to lie, dear. I guess you really enjoyed my make-over. "So,” your voice suddenly took on a serious tone. “How about you let me help you undress, hm?” Satan stayed quiet for a bit before startlingly clinging onto your arms, causing you to be taken aback a bit. “Please…” he pleaded, his lips trembling as tears gathered in his eyes. “Please touch me!”

“Slow down there, I’m not going anywhere,” you began, as your eyes darkened. “But…what if I do? Will you follow me out of here like a lost puppy?” You could see your boyfriend about to interject, but you narrowed your eyes, warning him to stay quiet. “What if…what if I let you cum here, but you’re too loud? The customers and employees will know everything that happened in here. Are you going to walk out of here and face all their judging stares?” By the time you finished speaking, Satan clung onto your arms even tighter as he imagined the scenario you were presenting. What if that happened? What if I walked out, knowing I was so loud, having everyone judge me? Just thinking about it… Just the thought of being found out caused Satan to rub his thighs together, an action not gone unnoticed by you.

“Well, Satan, let’s start! Do you want me to start taking off your shirt, or your skirt? Your choice,” you piped up, your voice taking a sharp turn and becoming cheery. “Please, Y/n, just touch me,” Satan begged, his tears about to fall as his grip on you wavered. “Okay, skirt it is then!” you ignored his pleas, shrugging off his hands from you. You pressed yourself against your boyfriend, slowly taking off his skirt. Satan whined under his breath as you went so painstakingly slow. “C’mon, faster!” he urged. You sighed. “Fine then,” you said, your tone making Satan even more nervous. “Since you clearly want to go faster, turn around for me and face the mirror. I want you to put your hands on the wall with it.”

Satan’s eyes widened as he realized what you wanted him to do. Obediently, he turned away from you and faced the mirror, placing his hands on the wall. He was silent as he waited for your orders, but was only met by your silence as well. “Hey, Satan, can I take a picture? I really like this angle,” you said after a while. “...Fine,” Satan lowered his head in embarrassment as he heard the shutter of your phone. Of course you had to have your camera at max volume. Suddenly, he remembered how short his skirt was. “Oh, Satan, your panties are so cute from this angle,” you exclaimed. It was like you were reading what was on your boyfriend's mind. “Too bad it’s not completely visible. Still though, it’s pretty erotic considering how half of your underwear is showing right now. I knew I picked the right color! Pink really suits you.”

How can they talk about this like an everyday conversation? Satan felt so exposed under you. He could feel his body getting hotter by the second. His poor cock in its cage had began to throb long ago. Satan really couldn’t take this torture any longer. “Please Y/n…” your boyfriend called out softly. “Please touch me, I-I’ve been a good boy!” Satan was getting very desperate now. “Oh come on, Satan. It’s only been like, what, 10 minutes,” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, I haven’t only been leaving you untouched just to mess with you. I think you forgot who I am to you.”

Oh. Of course. How could he have forgotten? “Please S-sir…I’ve been a good boy for you Sir. Will you please touch me!” Satan turned his head and was elated by the fact that you seemed satisfied. And you were. It felt so empowering to have the fourth strongest demon brother in the Devildom at your mercy, crying for your touch. “Well, Satan, since you asked so nicely, of course!” you said, getting closer until you were right behind him. You lifted up his skirt completely and pulled his panties to the side, revealing the purple plug nested inside of him.

“...Aren’t you going to take the underwear off?” Satan asked nervously. “Nah,” you replied casually. “I’m gonna keep it right here,” you pushed on the plug without warning, eliciting a sharp gasp from your boyfriend. You had been nice enough this whole time to not turn on the vibrating plug, but you decided that now was the time. Reaching for the remote in your pocket, you set the vibrator to a low setting. “Ah—” Satan cut himself off by slapping his hand over his mouth. Despite the vibrator being at a low setting, your boyfriend still had to muffle his moans, and boy, was that pathetic to you.

“Come on Satan, I haven’t even gotten to the higher settings and you’re already moaning. This is just sad to see.” Satan whined, muffled by his hand. “Actually, move your hand away, dear. I want to hear the sounds that you make.” Satan hesitated at first, then reluctantly removed his hand from. “Good boy,” you raised the vibrator’s level to the highest setting without any warning. “O-Oh! Y/n—S-Sir, please–MnngGHH!” Satan couldn’t hold back his filthy cries any longer. Oh how he wished you would take that cage off him. He wanted to cum so badly, but the cage wouldn’t allow him. It was driving him crazy!

“Hahh, Sir! Pl–AnngGH! Ngh! Please, the c-cage,” Satan begged, his moans disrupting the flow of his sentence. “You want the cage off,” you taunted, waving the key to the cage in his face. He nodded desperately. “Fine then, but you need to cum a different way then.” You unlocked the cage on your boyfriend’s cock, causing him to sigh in relief. Before he could cum, you grabbed the base of his cock, ruining his orgasm. “...Huh? B-but why Sir?” Satan sobbed. All that torturous pleasure and he wasn’t even able to cum in the end. “Relax, Satan,” you rolled your eyes. You took a cockring out of your bag and slipped it on his still hard dick. “You can still cum, even with a ring on, but it’ll be a bit difficult–” you paused in the middle of your sentence to get something else out of your bag. You were taking a while, so Satan looked behind him. He was greeted with the image of you wearing a 9-inch(at least he thinks so) dildo harnessed to your waist. You had a small bottle of lube in your hand and you were already opening it.

“Today is your lucky day, Satan,” you claimed. “You’ll have to wait even longer to cum now,” you had a sadistic look in your eyes. “I’m not luck—Unghh!” You cut Satan off by plunging your lube coated fingers inside of him. Your fingers scissored his insides, loosening him up for your strap. “Hahh, S-sir, hur—Annhhgg, hurry up please!” Satan pleaded. You had been purposefully slow and avoiding his prostate—it was torturing him! “Sir! I’m ready for you to–Oh! To fuck me!” You finally decided to take a little bit of mercy on your poor boyfriend and take your fingers out of his ass. “Well, I hope you’re ready, Satan,” you said as you placed the tip of your strap at his entrance. You began slowly pushing into him, causing Satan to whimper as he tried to grasp at anything to steady himself. All nine inches of the dildo was finally inside of him and it was driving him mad. “Gghhhgh…S-Sir…I can feel it—mnghh… inside me. It’s f-filling me up~” Satan mumbled half to himself, a delirious smile on his face.

Unable to restrain yourself, you began to roughly thrust your strap into your boyfriend, causing him to let out loud, unrestrained moans. “Shut up,” you hissed. “You don’t want others to hear us, do you?” you wrapped your hands around Satan’s throat, startling him and causing him to choke as you picked your pace. “GgHHKK—S-si-UunnGHHhh!” Satan’s eyes rolled back into his head as he tried his best to collect his thoughts while you continued with your harsh pace. He would have cum already, if it hadn’t been for that ring on his cock! “Come on, Satan, cum,” you taunted as if reading his thoughts. “You can cum with the ring on with the right kind of stimulation!” you tightened your grip on his throat as you began to bite the outer shell of Satan’s ear.

He couldn't stand it. Even though your hands had already left his throat, they had sneaked under his bralette and were now busy playing with his nipples, pulling on them until they become red. Satan keeps whining that it’s too much and that it won’t be possible for him to. Yet you keep on pushing him to do it! As you continue to thrust into him, he feels the climbing feeling of his orgasm coming back again. He could feel it multiple times when you were touching him, but it felt different this time. Like he would actually have a proper orgasm. “W-wait…sh-shlow–MMmnnGHhKK! H-hahh, Sir~! Feeshls like m’ gonna…” your poor boyfriend slurred as he tried to voice his thoughts, being interrupted by his own moans. “I said you could have an orgasm,” you said in a triumphant voice. Then you grabbed Satan by the face and leaned close into his ear.

“Cum for me, Satan. I know you can. do it”

That’s all he needed to cum. Satan let out a long wail as he shook violently, his long-awaited orgasm washing over him. Finally, he stopped moving and you set him down on the bench and began to admire your work. Satan’s makeup was ruined, his mascara and eyeliner running, lipgloss smudged, but it made him look even more appetizing. His clothes were still partially on but were a bit wrinkled and frazzled. Once you finished looking over your boyfriend’s wrecked body, you turned to get some wipes and water for him. Satan was still conscious, but barely. As you ran the wipes all over his body, you kissed him all over, whispering sweet praise whether he was listening or not. He seemed to have heard based on the way that he was slightly humming. Once you were done, you gave him some greatly needed water and kissed on the top of his head while he nuzzled your touch.

“Good job, Satan. Now don’t be surprised if we get kicked out of the mall though."

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's fics. ✿#yvette's fics. ✿#vetty rambles. ✿#obey me!#sub obey me #top reader #dom reader #obey me satan #sub satan #bottom satan #obey me smut #anon reqs. ✿

670 notes · View notes

qle-mentine · 4 months

Note

May I have some Lianhu Fei facts crumbs?🥺

Color me surprised! I'd rant about her at any chance I get!

Starting off strong with~

She's doomed by the narrative.

Cat-tounged! Meaning she can't handle eating or drinking anything really hot.

She models, of course, but believe it or not she doesn't use glamour to please. She actually works hard to get the result she wanted and did a lot to get where she is today.

"I wanna leave something behind before I go away."

Ambidextrous!

She semi-left her magical life behind, she sees no point in it anymore.

The yellow and green feels out of place right? It's actually intended as an Easter egg since one of the 4 Heavenly Kings has yellow and green as their associated color. I thought it was real cool that she and Vaiśravaṇa share a similar weapon.

Back when she was still with Nezha:

Instead of being taught under Nezha, she studies with him instead. (Changed lore lol)

Her and Nezha would often spare and she still hasn't won.

The white ribbon is sentient and remains inanimate 99% of the time. The 1% is when she's in a fight.

Was with the Queen Mother of the West when she checked out the Peaches of Immortality

Coincidentally that's when she met Wukong too, but hasn't spoken to him later on.

Was and is a close confidant of Princess Iron Fan and Erlang. (Though she was considered to still be a child at the time)

Was stubborn af, not as cool and collected as she is now.

"I know what I did in the past, so please lets not bring that up again—" (embarrassed bi—)

#✿ oc rants ✿#✿ asks ✿#anon reqs. ✿#lego monkie kid #lmk oc #lmk ocs #lmkoc #lego monkie kid oc #lmk

12 notes · View notes

dearsleepyangel · 9 months

Text

Honey ❀ ̭͡⠀ ⠀⠀ ꢯ•̫͡•ʔ⠀⠀ ⠀ she /her

#wonyoung #reqs open #moodboard #moodboards #anon reqs. ✿

18 notes · View notes

spenglerssweetheart · 10 months

Note

Hi! I’m the anon that had the request, please don’t be upset with yourself lovely, accidents happen.

The request was: Egon x fem!reader. The reader is a little shy and someone is flirting with her but she’s oblivious to it so she’s nice to them and then Egon gets jealous but doesn’t want to admit it out of embarrassment but he does and it’s fluffy and sweet.

I appreciate you guys so much, especially when you guys send reqs. It makes my day!

——————

Jealousy, Jealousy

Pairing: Egon Spengler x Fem!reader.

Description: above in request

Warnings: Jealous Egon, oblivious reader, bad communication.

“Oh my god Ray get that out of here please!” Y/n pleaded as she held her nose. The guys had just come back from a bust and they caught a few without getting slimed. With a huge smile Peter began making his way towards Y/n with a huge hug. He had been teasing her about something, meanwhile Egon was quietly putting the proton packs away with Winston at his side. Listening in, he heard how timid Y/n sounded while talking to Peter.

Quietly continuing, Egon began to make his way upstairs, everyone shortly following, mainly to see what everyone else was going to get to eat. Everyone chose a place to sit as Egon stood at the counter making himself a coffee. “So what are we eating tonight, since no one’s cooked” Peter started, as Y/n recalled. “I cooked yesterday, the most of you went out to get Chinese, Egon and Janine were the only ones that ate what I made” Y/n huffed as she sat back into the couch. “Okay okay, so what are we eating then?” Peter continued.

After he spoke, a jumble of words came out together as everyone recommended something. Egon and Y/n seemed to sigh at the same time. Leaning back into the small sofa, she began to look up at the ceiling and space out until everyone basically figured out what they were eating; Cheeseburgers.

Since no one else wanted to go, Y/n stood up and grabbed a notepad from the top of the fridge before going over to ask everyone their separate orders. Egon watched as she came up, small frown on her face. “Are you going to want some help with that on the way back?” “I’d really appreciate it, but it’s only if you don’t mind” She replied, not even bothering to ask Egon what he wanted, knowing he’d rather see the menu first.

Getting her things ready, she grabbed her cardigan and her bag, Egon watched her make sure she had everything as he out his own coat on. He often kept an eye on her, sort of as her protector. Clearing his throat he glanced over at the girl besides him as they began walking to the burger place. Between the two it had been sort of awkward on the walk to the restaurant, until Egon decided to speak up.

“How’ve you’ve been these days Y/n? I see you’re in and out now” Egon asks as she glanced up at him. “I’ve been well, busy. Janine has me running errands she can’t get to. And honestly I don’t mind it.” She responded before looking ahead once more. “Uh how’ve you been Egon?” She asked now, and he glanced at her with a quirk in his brow. “I’ve been alright. Studies are studies.” He replied and Y/n began to smile to herself. “Do you have any new experiments or anything going on?” She asked with full curiosity.

“I don’t believe so no, why?” He asked in response as Y/n looked up at him once more. “I was asking because I wanted to know if you didn’t mind me sitting in one day just to watch?” She replied with a small shrug and Egon looked forward to think for a moment. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind it, I think you’d be able to help if you’d like” He replied and Y/n nodded to herself.

Finally getting to the restaurant, Y/n looked around and pulled out the folded paper out of her pocket. She glanced over it a few times before she went up the the counter, pulling her wallet out as well. Egon went up besides her to tell his order, and she made sure she had enough to pay. She didn’t really bother to get drinks, only for herself and possibly one for Egon as well.

Going up to the drink fountain she began to fill her cup when someone had come up to her, tapping her on the shoulder. Surprised to say the least, she turned to look at the person. It was a boy around her age and he had this little look in his eyes. “Hi, I was just wondering if I’ve seen you around before you look oddly familiar?” The guy had began to ask and Y/n had the slightest confused look on her face.

“Uh no I don’t think I’ve seen you before, but it’s nice to meet you?” Y/n replied, sort of questioning the whole interaction. “I’m Daniel it’s nice to meet you?..” “Uh Y/n” She responded, shaking his hand timidly. She didn’t see Egon watching from the table he was waiting at. He had been watching her, and he didn’t like how nice she was being to the stranger, but it’s not like he could do anything. He was sort of jealous that she wasn’t talking to him the way she was to the new person.

“Are you here with someone?” Daniel asked her as Y/n sort of glanced over at Egon who had a cold stare at the boy. “Woah, is he your dad or something? Older brother?” “No no he’s not. He’s my coworker” She replied shyly as Daniel nodded, glancing back at Egon once more before scooting closer to Y/n. “Oh well, would you ever like to go out for lunch or dinner sometime? Maybe even come back to my place?” He asked and Y/n nodded slowly. “Oh uh… I’d have to see if I’m free, but I should get going” she said softly, walking back towards Egon before she was stopped.

“Oh of course, I’ll see you around” He says, handing her a small slip of paper. “Oh, Thank you” She said with a small smile, waving just as her order was called. Egon stood up and waited by the door as Y/n walked over with the food and their drinks, a small huff escaping her lips.

She quietly walked behind Egon, thinking to herself as to what all that fuss in the restaurant was about. She glanced up at him as his posture seemed to give away that he was thinking about something. Definitely nervous about something. She caught up to him, and stayed beside him, making sure not to get left behind once more.

She had gone back to thinking as they stopped in a corner, waiting to cross the street. Egon noticed her silence and looked over at her. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asked and Y/n looked over. “What was that in the restaurant?” She asked bluntly, sort of slouching as they waited. “What do you mean?” Egon asked, his eyebrow quirking once more.

“The cold stare, your quietness and the rush to get out of there” She said as the light switched for them to cross the street. “I didn’t like the way he looked, he seemed too nice. Nicer than Peter could be to any girl he lays his eyes on” He said. “Were you jealous?” She Asked, curious this time.

The question caught Egon by surprise, and he couldn’t respond. “I’m gonna take that as a yes” she murmured to quite literally no one. Egon still hadn’t said anything. “If you want to talk about it after we eat we can, but it’s only if you want to” she said as they had finally began to see the firehouse.

Egon stopped her in her tracks and she looked up at him, sort of avoiding eye contact. “We can talk about it. I wanna talk about it” He told her, pretty much holding her in place before realizing. Clearing his throat as he let her go, she cleared her throat as well before nodding. “Okay” She said before continuing the walk to the firehouse, Egon following behind her shortly after.

The walk back was sort of awkward between the two, so nothing else was said. When they stepped foot into the firehouse, Y/n called out to everyone that they had arrived, and they all rushed upstairs if they weren’t already up there. Setting the bags on the table she stayed with her own little bag and walked back to the couch where she was sat before she left.

Peter for some reason, almost always sensed the tension between between the two. “Aww did the two of you kiss?” He teased as Egon and Y/n, looked at him with an unimpressed face. “Shoot, I thought I was going to get you guys that time” He murmured to himself and Ray only chuckled to himself. Y/n quickly finished up her food and went into the lab to wait for Egon.

She sat at a somewhat empty desk, looking around the dimly lit place. It seemed comfortable, and homey to her. She stopped to stare down at the floor, thinking of what she’d say. Having been so lost in thought, she didn’t hear him come into the room where he had stopped in his tracks. “Y/n what are you doing here?” “You wanted to talk, so let’s talk” Y/n murmured and Egon nodded, pulling up a chair.

“What…Happened back there?” She asked softly and Egon took in a deep breath as he thought for a way to explain. But before he could speak, Y/n beat him to it. “No no.. were you jealous?” She asked this time, now glancing at him. He had been quietly pacing but had stopped once she asked the question. He looked back up at her meeting her eyes, a soft nod as he caved.

She had a feeling, but she didn’t know how to react since no one was ever jealous over her. She let out a small hum. The silence in the room grew heavy and neither of them knew what to say. Not thinking about it, Y/n had silently moved over and grasped Egon’s hand, pulling him over. “I don’t like that you’re quiet” Y/n murmured softly as she looked up at him. He frowned slightly and looked down at their hands which were still intertwined.

“Are you upset?” He asked quietly, looking up at her. “No, why would I be upset?” Y/n asked, tilting her head slightly and he let out a quiet breath. “It’s just your reaction to what I said” He added, looking away once again, feeling his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. “No egie I’m not upset” She replied, her voice softening as she tried to see his face clearly.

“Why were you jealous? you can talk to me, I won’t get upset” Y/n said softly, relaxing back into her position as he turned to look at her once again. Egon sighed, nervous to say what he was thinking. “You just seemed excited to be talking to someone else, and your smile was so bright, I couldn’t help but think that you could’ve gotten with him right there” He explained, looking above her face and into the wall behind her, wanting to avoid eye contact.

Y/n was let of surprised. “Oh no no no, I really really didn’t want to make it seem like that. It was awkward, and I just can’t help but smile. It’s like I don’t want to seem rude so it’s like, I don’t know” She said, her face becoming flushed as she looked around. “Wait. So you won’t be going out with him?” “Egon it was torture talking to that guy, he seems like another version of Peter” she murmured to herself and now it was Egon’s turn to be flustered, misunderstanding the entire situation.

“I am really sorry Y/n, I misunderstood and I didn’t really connect the dots.” He apologized, his head falling as he looked to the floor. Y/n turned to him and frowned softly, reaching over. Her hands were somewhat shaky over everything but she seemed to calm down as she reached up to place them on his face. The contact was enough to make Egon shudder as he slowly looked up at her. His ears were turning red, seeing as she held a promising face.

“Egon, I’m not upset at you, and I get it, misreading situations. It’s not your fault and I get it, it’s okay. Don’t beat yourself up over it” She said softly, looking right into his eyes. Y/n was feeling all kinds of emotions at that moment, and she was sure Egon could feel them too. He looked down once more as he placed on of his hands over hers, a small smile spreading to his face. “I don’t know if this is a bad time, but would you like to go… out sometime?..” Egon asked quietly, looking back up at her.

Seeing her already looking back at him, He saw the not so subtle nod she gave before he fully smiled and turned to kiss her palm gently, feeling a little more happier than usual, which was extremely happy.

“So a date huh?” Peter interrupted, standing in the doorway, ruining the moment. Y/n and Egon turned to him, unsurprised faces as he stood there grinning. “Peter I’m gonna give you ‘till three to get out” Egon said sternly, watching as Peter quickly scrambled to get out, shutting the door behind him. This reaction caused Y/n to giggle softly and Egon could’ve sworn he was in heaven.

Hi my loves. This request was long overdue, and I only recently finished because I finally got a little motivation and help to finish this off from a friend of mine and I wanted to thank you guys for being patient and so understanding about everything. You guys are wonderful, and I want you to know if you ever ever need anything, even someone to listen to you, I am here. I always will be. You are loved, you will always be loved.

I love you all, thank you so much for reading and being so extra patient with me, I hope you enjoyed!!

#ghostbusters #spenglerssweetheart #writing #winston zeddemore #ray stantz #x reader #harold ramis #peter venkman #imagine #request #anon reqs. ✿#reqs open #asks open #askspenglerssweetheart

29 notes · View notes

viviloveschilde · 10 months

Note

Can i request childe wurh reader that likes to (affectionately) bite him? Reader likes poking him (for no reason) to<3

-🦅anon

Okay let's gooo!

-Vi

𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅

~𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮~

You we're laying on Childe's toned belly, watching (ur fav show). You looked up at Childe. His eyes were on the television. Not you.

You wanted his attention but luckily you had a secret weapon underneath your sleeves. You nibbled gently on his calloused fingers while you poked his toned abs.

"Ah!"

Childe let out a surprised yelp as he looked down at you. He kissed your nose affectionately and mumbled

"Angel, if you want my attention, you can ask for it, you know? "

He chuckled as you continued nibbling his finger for no reason at all. Maybe it was fun for you, a way to mess with your boyfriend's mind.

"Your cute, darling..."

He showered you with compliments along with complimentary kisses all over your face. He held you in his arms as if he would never let go.

Your adorable antics always got to him. At least that's what you think.

~END~

Sorry. It's pretty short. I'm rlly tired lol! Hope u enjoyed it! If u don't mind, a tiny little like and follow would rlly help <3

-Vi

●𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑶𝑾●

32 notes · View notes

senseichaos · 3 months

Note

hi hi! That one-shot you did with Alastor broadcasting his and reader's..."love-making" was rather delicious but I can't help but think of you know..aftercare. It was quite rough and I'd love to see Alastor being sweet and sorta guilty for going so roughly cause we both know...reader was bleeding after😭😭😭

Yess I love writing aftercare and when I saw this I was immediately wanting to write it ! Thank you

"Pathetic" But still a princess,

Summary: Alastor roughed you up quite badly in your last.. fornication session.. so as to make it a more happy evening he gives you some very much needed aftercare! (Part 2 to "Pathetic")

Genre: Fluff, romance, slight sexual undertones

Warnings: Swearing, blood, Alastor is kinda bipolar considering how much more soft he acts in this compared to the last part, love confessions, lmk if I missed any

NOT EDITED NOR PROOFREAD (YET)

______

Alastor carries you the entire way to his room, not wanting to rough up your brain by teleporting to his room. And oddly he sort of enjoyed the intimacy of it all. It's weird, Alastor is never really one to enjoy intimacy, but this odd time he feels nice giving you this comfort.

As he enters his room, he makes sure to lock the door behind him so no one comes in whilst he bathes you, and with a smile to you walks to his suite. The suite isn't the largest but it's big enough that when he places you on the side of the bath he can walk around you with ease.

"Alastor I think I'm bleeding," You say, looking at some scratches on your thigh as Alastor takes off his overcoat and folds it neatly. He gives you a soft look, placing his coat to the side.

"Well of course you are darling! My fawn had to learn her lesson somehow, hm?" Alastor says with a small chuckle, squatting down (his knees clicking as he does so) to turn on the water of the bath. You roll your eyes, fiddling with the fabric of your shirt as you contemplate taking it off.

"Take off your shirt, dear, it's nothing I haven't seen before," Alastor commands with a rather teasing tone, arranging the correct soap to put inside of your bath. You nod, pulling off your shirt and bra, discarding them onto the floor next to the bath. You almost cover yourself, but understand if you did Alastor would probably tell you off.

After the bath fills a bit Alastor taps the side of the bath, capturing your attention.

"You can get in now, fawn. It should be warm enough," He says, and you give him a small nod. Rather awkwardly with your pained thighs you manage to crawl yourself into the bath, Alastor does end up helping you a bit when you almost faceplant into the water, shifting you so you sit with a weirdly empathetic look for him.

"Now let's not fall on our face, shall we. I'd rather not have you more injured than you are already,"

You giggle, leaning up and squishing his cheek playfully.

"Awe you care about me, that's new," you say, and he takes your hand off of his face with a stern look.

"I wouldn't call it 'new', you just haven't seen it yet," He says, and you give him a confused look as he starts pouring some bubble soap into the bath.

"What haven't I seen?"

He laughs, shaking his head as he begins mixing in the soap with his hand.

"Me caring about you, silly doe," He chuckles, ruffling your hair with his wet hand. This causes you to shake the water off and give him an annoyed look.

"Give me an example,"

He looks up for a moment, thinking of an instance where he's shown care for you.

"Well, how about earlier today when I told you not to drink the tea because it was hot?" He asks, turning the water pressure on the hot water slightly higher. You roll your eyes, pulling your aching knees to your chest as the water around you rises.

"Oh so what, the bare minimum.. how caring of you Alastor,"

"Now don't get pissy with me, dear. I was only giving you an example of my caring for you," He chuckles, giving your nose a soft boop as he continues mixing the water. You notice his sleeve is dangerously close to the water, so you push his hand from the water slowly.

"Careful, you're gonna get your sleeves wet," You say, and Alastor smiles slightly wider.

"Don't worry about it, my dear. It's nothing I can't handle," He says, his green magic surrounding his sleeves and rolling them up to just above his elbows. "You shouldn't have to worry about something so small as my sleeves,"

Your eyes go glossy with tears at the odd affection in his voice. It's something you've never heard from him before. Sure there's the empty compliments, the empty pecks, but this is different. It's as if he loves you.

"Do you really care about me, Alastor?"

Alastor furrows his brows, turning off the hot water tap as the bath is full enough with water. He leans over, pushing his hand against your cheek as he leans there.

"Of course I do, my dear," he pauses, looking into the distance for a moment as if contemplating. "And I do apologize for being so rough with you today, you had to learn your lesson somehow,"

You giggle, pushing his hand away and leaning against the back of the bath.

"It's okay Alastor, I liked it more than I'd like to admit,"

Alastor rolls his eyes at this, grabbing a sponge from the corner of the bath.

"Charming, my fawn," He says, putting his sponge into the water and squeezing it so the soapy water fills it. He begins to scrub you with it, staring with your face as he pushes your hair from your face, holding you there by it.

"Fuck you, as if you didn't enjoy it either!"

He laughs, scrubbing your nose as you scrunch your eyes.

"Well of course I did dear, I wouldn't have initiated it if I hadn't, hm?" Alastor hums, moving to scrub your other cheek. You sputter on a cough, your eyes squinting at the way he scrubs you. He just chuckles, scrubbing your chin and jaw.

"Do you really have to clean the entirety of me?" You ask, biting your lower lip as he tilts your head back by your hair. Alastor continues to scrub your chin, moving to the other side of your jaw.

"Well of course I do, a clean fawn is a happy fawn." He says, pinching your cheek and cooing in a sort of cute fashion. Rolling your eyes you attempt to splash water at him, only for the water to be caught up in his green magic and placed back into the water.

"Now don't try anything silly, fawn,"

You moan in annoyance, hissing when his sponge begins to scrub the raw skin on your neck from the collar he had you in. The skin is bruised and even as a couple cuts from the force he used. You wonder what he thinks about when he looks at the damage. Does he find it funny? Does it feed a possessiveness in him? Does he feel guilty?

"What do you think about when you see the marks on me?" You ask out of the blue, against your better judgement.

Much to your surprise, Alastor just tilts his head in acknowledgement before speaking.

"Hm, well I feel a tad proud, and I feel a tad guilty. But, I also feel like I want to eat you up!" He answers, ending his sentence in a teasing manor. But you don't miss the slight hunger in his eyes at the thought. You narrow your eyes, speaking: "Please don't,"

"Oh I wouldn't, dear. It's just a tad fun to think about," He says with a humor in his voice, and you can't help but laugh. Alastor moves his hand from your hair, placing it on your neck as he pushes your head back with his thumb.

"Bet you'd get your rocks off to it," You chuckle, biting on your cheek uncomfortably as Alastor scrubs the back of your neck. His eyes darken slightly, tilting your head down to get better access to the back of your neck.

"Don't tempt me, fawn," He says softly, pressing the spong to your collarbone to clean the slightly bruised area. Hissing in pain you flinch away from Alastor as his sponge brushes onto a cut. He gives you a sort of stern yet understanding look, reaching out for your arm to pull you closer to him again as soft as possible.

"Sorry my dear, it's going to hurt," Alastor apologizes, setting his hand back onto your neck so he can scrub your shoulders. Once again you hiss when the sponge hits a sensitive area of raw skin, but this time you stay put.

"You know I don't think it's fair that you get to sit outside of the bath.. how are you gonna clean my legs!" You ask, Alastor just humors you with a chuckle.

"Like this,"

He spins you around gently so your legs are hanging off the edge of the bath, dripping water down to the tiled flooring below. He takes a hold of your left ankle and begins scrubbing your foot, causing you to begin giggling at the way he scrubs the ticklish area.

"Ah! That tickles..!" You laugh, clasping your damp hands over your mouth as he continues scrubbing your foot. Alastor doesn't acknowledge you, instead going to scrub down your calf.

"I still think this is unfair, what if I want to clean you!"

"I had a bath this morning, no point in bathing again," He says with an obvious tone. You roll your eyes, looking up at the roof as he continues to clean your left leg.

"Can I at least wash you another time?"

"Maybe If you continue to be steadfast in no longer entering my studio unprompted, fawn," He answers, leaning over you as he finishes your left leg, beginning to clean your stomach.

"I'm bored.." You groan, leaning your head back into the splashback of the bath. Alastor narrows his eyes, and suddenly a tentacle with another sponge appears behind you, pushing you before beginning to clean your back.

"What a needy thing you are,". He says, causing you to huff out in displeasure. To your surprise he leans over you even more, even slightly towering over you as he cleans your breasts. It makes you blush, really. Having him tower over you like this in almost a lascivious manor whilst doing the most domestic of things. He's just cleaning you, for Christ sake!

"Alastor,"

"Hm?"

You wonder. Does he love you? You want to ask it so badly. When he towers over you like this and cleans every crevice of your body does his heart clench? Does his body feel warm? Does he get those butterflies that you do? You wonder.

"Do you love me?"

He stops moving, both him and his tentacle which had started cleaning your lower back.

His eyes reflect a myriad of emotions, many of which you can't even begin to fathom. He seems almost on edge. As if your question had sent him into his brain completely.

"I.. I think I might in my own.." he pauses, placing his pointer finger against his chin in thought. "Immoral ways,"

"Immoral?"

He continues to wash you, along with the tentacle, seeming to have gotten his point across enough to continue what he was doing.

"I'm not a moral demon, dear. When I think of you I want to devour you, but, I also want to hold you,"

Devour you?

"Well, I love you Alastor.."

"I love you too, fawn. Now let's get to cleaning your hair, shall we?"

You groan, pouting in annoyance at the thought of spending another 30 minutes in this bath. Though Alastor just laughs to himself, squeezing your cheek.

"How cute you are when you're all mad at me, hm?"

You stick out your tongue at him.

Normal, well as normal as you can be, once again.

#proship #senseichaos #antishippers dni #senseichaosdrabbles #proship fanfiction #alastor x reader #alastor x reader fluff #alastor hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor hazbin hotel #lovely anon #anon req #part 2

2K notes · View notes

godnectar · 8 months

Note

Yandere himbo? >:)

・✶ ｡ﾟ𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎 ;

cw: toxic behavior, bae's hot, oblivious and delusional asf, kinda manipulative, jealousy, violence, guilt tripping,,,, justifications + probably a big ass etc. ( inbox )

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who possesses a genuinely warm and friendly demeanor that, along with his looks, easily draws people to him. the pure, charming, and easygoing smile he usually wears making it extremely hard for others to suspect anything about his hidden, darker tendencies — reason why you didn't really made a big deal out of his sudden but innocent looking crush towards you and just felt flattered.

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO whose loyalty absolutely knows no bounds once you two got together after countless of sweet, sincere compliments, some appealing winks, and a few wholesome dates. he's hopelessly devoted to you, willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure his darling's happiness and safety twenty-four seven.

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who's cheerful facade is fast to crumble the next second he perceives someone as a threat to your lovely, fairy tale looking relationship, no matter if it's because of one of your friends getting to touchy or just one of your relatives making a disapproving comment about your choice of a partner. even though, he's also quick to apologize whenever you get mad as the familiar, beefy arms that hold you at night get covered with scratches after he holds your acquaintances in a chokehold deep inside an alley hours prior. unsurprisingly, guilt overcomes you as soon as you glance at his pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows, pained by your anger over his instinctive jealousy.

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who as much as he lacks intelligence, probably also lacks comprehension for his actions' severity most of the time, leading him to justify some disturbing things such as his hostility, surveillance and obsessive keepsakes by saying it all comes from his undying love towards you, the light of his eyes.

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who genuinely thinks there's nothing wrong with what he does. sure, he might not be the brightest bulb in the box, nor the man with the healthiest mental state you'll meet — the latter being pretty noticeable, especially when you catch on the fearful stares some people send among all the praising others unawarely give — but at least he's trying his best at showing you that his... heart throbs only for his sweetling, right?

𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who desires with all his heart for you to be as head over heels for him as he is for you, never giving up on trying to make you let down all of your guards to share his innermost yearns, fantasizing about an intense, exclusive and unique connection between you two where both seek to become the other's one and only.

"tell me how much you love me, my dear. need to hear you saying there's absolutely no one in your heart but me."

3K notes · View notes

fckmebarnes · 2 months

Note

hiya love, I just found your lovely blog and I have a lil request for ya. if you aren't comfortable with the kinks, just delete the request ☺️

so like I was imagining a big beefy bucky with a big cock who really wants to get you pregnant. he's overwhelmed by how good you feel and he talks a lot about how he can't wait to see you full of him and when he finally comes, there's like a LOT of cum and it takes a while for it to stop and you're like super full of super soldier cum and pretty much instantly pregnant ?!?! ok bye

smut — eighteen plus!

heavy breeding kink, daddy kink, beefy bucky with a big fucking dick. my head is spinning after this so thank you.

hi love <3 hehe thank you for this! i love kinks <3

i’m not too keen on making reader pregnant but i love a breeding kink & in my head … bucky has the biggest one (that’s what she said)

and his cock is fucking huge! beefy bucky with a huge cock makes me fall to my knees just for him. because im thinking how toned and beefy he is and how good he looks as soon as he comes out of a shower

like he’s still dripping wet with the towel slung low to his waist, hair pulled back into a low bun at the nape of his neck with some stray pieces falling. he’s humming a song you can’t really tell what it is, you’re too distracted anyways as soon as you see that towel fall

“hey baby?” he asks quietly as you look up at his, a smirk on his lips once you realize he caught you staring at him. “got something on your mind?” you bite your lip as you shake your head coyly with your cheeks heating up. he grins, walking towards you as your sitting on the bed, back against the headrest.

“you sure?” he asks again, crawling up the length of the bed before hovering over you, your back sliding down the pillow until his left thigh is between yours, pressed snug up against your bare cunt. between all this, you forget to reply as he takes your chin in his hand and makes you look up at him.

“asked you a question, babydoll. seems like you really have something on your mind.” he trails off, letting go of your chin before trailing his fingers down your throat making your body shiver at the slight touch of his skin on yours. you nod your head, but not telling the truth.

“mm, well we both know that’s not true. but i have something on my mind,” he says softly, dipping his head down to your collarbone as you feel his thick cock press hard into your thighs. you shiver as you feel his hips move slowly, his lips sucking on your skin as his hands travel down the sides of your body. he practically worships you every single chance he gets because how could he not? he was so fucking lucky to have some one like you under his arm.

“bucky…” your whine was quiet and you weren’t sure if he would’ve heard you but of course he did. those super solider senses were sharp — especially when it came to your and your sounds.

“what is it baby?” he asks against your skin, his body entrapping you against the sheets, everything smelling like him. he pulls back a bit sitting up, spreading your thighs a bit more so he could fit right in between.

the tip of his cock pressed against your wet hole, his finger strumming through your folds as his thumb rubs your clit. you squirm in place, soft whines leaving your lips as he just stares as you with blown out eyes, curly pieces of brown hair framing his face and the subtle lighting from the soft lamps make his features pop out more.

“wanna know what i’m thinking?” you don’t have time to answer as he continues to rub your clit in slow circles as he pushes his cock slowly into your cunt stretching you out around him. he shivers as he feels how tight you are, how soaked you already are and the slight pulses of your clit under the pad of his thumb

“how you would look stuffed full of my cum…” his eyes look at you lustfully as they drop down your body to your clit. “leaking out of this pretty pussy while i fuck it back into you. getting you round with my child.” he grunts softly as you whine in response.

“yeah, baby? you’d like that huh? letting me abuse this pretty little cunt of yours anytime i want. pumping you full of my cum and making sure it sticks everytime.” he pushed deeper into your cunt as he spoke, pressing harder on your clit as you gripped his arms as he fucked you. the obscene sounds of his cock fucking your wet hole and his heavy balls slapping against you covered in your slick made your head spin.

“you feel so fucking good, babydoll… fuck…” he lets out a deep moan, digging his nails into your hips. you shivered as you heard the praise, making his sense peek up as your body leans further into him when he praises you. he takes his finger away from your clit giving you some sort of relief as he bottoms out into your cunt when he reaches over to the nightstand drawer.

you let out a moan as you feel his cock stretch your cunt out fully, arching your back and pressing your chest into his. he groans, letting his head fall before he moves his hips for a few moments getting distracted by how warm your cunt feels.

pulling the drawer open as you wrap your limbs around his big body, he pulls out a small bullet vibrator and turns it on. he reaches in between your bodies and presses it against your swollen clit making you moan out.

“oh… fuck-!” he chuckles darkly as he starts to fuck you hard, the headboard slowly starting to hit the wall louder and louder with each stroke. his cock twitches in your cunt as you dig your nails into his back, the toy making your cunt clench around his cock every single time.

“you feel so fucking good baby, fuck. fuck i need to fill you up with my cum. you want that baby? you want daddy’s cum?” you whine as you nod, pressing into him. your body feels like it’s on fire with the vibrations of the toy and how his cock stretches your cunt out with a burn.

“please bucky, mm,” you lose your brain as you start melting into the sheets feeling your body shiver and your toes curl. he grins against your skin as he feels your cunt squeeze his cock for all it’s worth as he cums harshly, feeling you follow right after.

“oh, baby…” he hums softly as he tosses the toy to the side and sits up but doesn’t pull out. his cock is throbbing inside of you and you feel his cum leak out of your hole and down onto the sheets. “don’t think i’m done with you yet.”

#asks #anon #fae reqs.#fae bucky blurbs #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barns x y/n #bucky barns x reader #bucky barns imagine #bucky x female reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky smut #bucky fanfic

751 notes · View notes

xiewho · 25 days

Note

could i get a fabian pretty pls… possessed would be cool but anything with him is fine

based on that one fake bad kids twt thread that i Cannot find for the life of me

#my clerical gnomance logo made by veddabredda #<- forgot to add this a while ago aaah sorry #i already had the possession wip in my files when u sent this ask #so i decided to draw another fabian ehe #idk if uve seen it anon but i did end up finishing and posting the possession piece :D #IF ANY1 FINDS THE ORIGINAL FAKE TWT THREAD PLEASE TELL ME BTW ILL RB IT #in my head he's talking to jawbone but this might be the most uncanonical thing ive ever drawn #fabian has not thought once in his life that perhaps he needs therapy. Perchance #fabian seacaster #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fantasy high junior year #my art #guys i will get to all....most....(some) art rqs eventually in uhh due time #i get distracted drawing other stuff xd #asks #reqs

669 notes · View notes

ihatebrainstorm · 5 months

Note

for the requests, anything with drift? maybe a bit of dratchet or wreckers era drift :>

Some nappy dratchet o)-(

#also ty anon for the req!#having a rough week and desperately needed to draw some fluffy stuff kdskf #transformers #mtmte #maccadam #maccadams #tf idw #transformers fanart #more than meets the eye #frootertooter archive #lost light #ratchet #drift #dratchet

1K notes · View notes

qle-mentine · 10 months

Note

I would love to see Lady Crimson by @riptide-pools and Lianhu interact! Ive watch their videos and recently scrolled through your blog to learn about Lianhu more!

I think LC won't appreciate that Lianhu would make fun of Red Son (it's really just harmless fun)

As for more info about Lianhu, I'm keeping them hush hush for now, but I do drop some occasional little fun facts on insta, I'll try to post some here though 🙇‍♀️

#✿ asks ✿#anon reqs. ✿#lmk oc #lmkoc #lmk oc art #lmk ocs #lego monkie kid

52 notes · View notes

pastadoughie · 5 months

Note

goop rights?

theyr protyesting against goop injustice

#art #mspaint #my art #rowens liddol guys #ask #asks #req #reqs #request #requests #anon #anonymous #goop anon

791 notes · View notes

rissouu · 3 months

Note

Hi, how’s your morning/afternoon/evening going so far? Can we get some plug Jean text messages? 🫣

hi babyyyy it’s going okay, and yours!?

943 notes · View notes

viviloveschilde · 10 months

Text

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ♡

My requests are open~

I write for male and female genshin impact, hsr and anime characters! (I am more well-versed in writing for male characters though and I shall state if I do not know that character and had to research a tiny bit at the introduction of my post.)

𝙍𝙐𝙇𝙀𝙎

NO gay or lesbian fics to be requested

NO murder or killing fics

AVOID mentions of yourself dying due to suicide ( I can do it but a warning must be put)

NO violence overall

NO mentally concerning things like psychopathic killers

AVOID angst cuz they sad :( but if u want it it's fine too

NO incest, r-pe or any thing else like this

For more info, do not hesitate to ask me! If possible, do tell me what I should refer to you as ( For example: ♡ anon) Please do read the rules carefully and abide them! If you do break the rules, I regret to inform you that I shall not be helping you to write the fic

Thx for your cooperation~

♡(*´ω｀*)/♡

-Vi

#requests #reqs open #requests open #requests are open #taking requests #anon request #send reqs #anon reqs. ✿#anon ask #mystery anon #anon #anons welcome

4 notes · View notes

savannahsdeath · 7 months

Note

hi savannah! i love ur writing a lot!! 😭

can u write something about reader getting high with ellie and.. you know how some people get high and horny? yeah. you can add more if you want, i’m not really good at writing ideas sorry!

- 🐻

DEALER!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: you leave your little party with friends in order to visit your favourite dealer..

warnings: 18+!! weed n just smut

writers note: i have another bbf!dealer!ellie idea (the one i made a poll abt) but i still didnt write it and omg idk💔i swear itll be posted soon

you already smoked, quite a lot, but you and your friends agreed that's not enough. and since ellie, the best dealer in your college, likes you the most, you proposed you'll go for more.

and so you were walking through one of the biggest buildings in the campus, as close to the wall as possible, so if anything, you won't fall in the middle of the hallway, after the curfew.

you knocked on the door to her room, messier than anyone elses. you heard her swear under her breath, but she smiled as soon as she saw it's you. she softly, but firmly, dragged you inside, before anyone could notice your strange behaviour.

"look, i won't sell you anything." she immediately annouced, sounding almost disappointed.

you frowned, looking around and swinging your arms. "why not?"

"you had some already." she pointed at you, your red eyes and widened pupils. "plus, i don't trust your friends. i won't take any risks."

you smirked and playfully nudged her. "come on, i bet i'm the most responsible client you've ever had."

"maybe the prettiest one, but you're far from responsible." she shook her head with a shrug. "none of you knows when to stop."

you looked down, biting the inside of your cheek in thought, before catching her gaze again. "but you know. maybe you could-"

"no way." she cut you off with a chuckle.

you sighed and, without asking, sat on her couch, tapping your nails on your thighs, trying to come up with something.

she was visibly surprised by you - not only your visit, but the fact you still didn't leave. she said no, what else was there to talk about?

"look, you gotta give me a small amount, i'll take anything, i don't care." you replied, desperate.

you knew there's no convincing her, and you already felt the itch of a need you could barely suppress. she stared right through you, amused. your eyes already dilated. your hands shaking. the smell of her stash maddening.

you looked back at her and you knew that she was about to let you have it. but not because you asked. she was going to enjoy this.

"what if.. i'll give you one more." she smiled, rummaging through her drawers. "but you'll share it with me, not with them."

you pouted, raising your hands in confusion. "what do you mean?"

she held out a joint for you, but she moved it away as soon as you reached for it. "i mean, someone has to keep an eye on you. and i know how to, you said it yourself."

"but-"

you sighed and agreed. why not? no matter how she puts it, you knew you're going to enjoy her company, and she does have that good stuff.

"whatever you say, ellie." you replied, still pouty that you had to now share your hit. but you knew she's right, plus, you'd have to share it with all your friends otherwise.

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

your head was spinning and you were breathing harder. she laughed again as you coughed a little. her hand rested on your thigh, the couch you were sitting on surrounded by dirty clothes.

"feels good." you whispered.

you had weed in mind, but you realised it sounded like you were talking about her touch too late, after these words already escaped your mouth.

she looked at you with a smirk. "feeling good, huh?" her hand ran up your thigh a little more.

your mind was blown and you were way too high to figure out what to do. if that was her plan all along, it was working out perfectly.

you wanted more.

your head was clouded. you were giggling, giggling at yourself, giggling at the world. everything felt so funny and wonderful at once.

you wanted more.

you looked up at ellie and your eyes grow wide as you stared at her. she stared back at you for a few moments. you've never seen her like this.

no, that's not true. you've never felt her like this.

ellie smiled and moved a little closer to you. you could feel her presence and that's all there was.

you took another hit from the joint. and ellie was there to hold it as you did so.

you could feel her lips brush gently against your ear. you weren't sure what she was whispering. you just focused on how her hot breath tingled your neck.

she smiled. she knew exactly what's going to happen next, and she liked the fact that you could barely form any coherent thoughts, even though she wasn't much better, not at this point.

she took the joint from your lips as she looked up at you and smiled, not saying anything. she didn't need to.

she held the joint up and took a long, slow drag as you watched. sometning about it, about how the smoke drifted away when she exhaled, was just so attractive, you instinctively licked your lips. you focused on her soft breaths, making yours synchronize with hers, what helped you stay conscious.

she moved closer and you closed your eyes. you could feel her hair against your face, smell the scent of her hair.

as you opened your eyes, you realised that the world was spinning, and you and ellie were now on her bed. she had her mouth pressed up to yours.

you didn't know how long it's been going on for. maybe you just didn't care. but it felt good.

you gasped, right into her lips, as you noticed one of her hands is beneath your cotton panties. you didn't remember how it happened, but you were glad it got there. it moved synchronously to the rest of her body, but you figured out it was there just to test the waters as she started going down on you with her mouth without actually working with her fingers.

"you're even prettier when stoned." you giggled, not sure if you formed the sentence correctly, but basing on ellie's smile in response - it was understandable.

her tongue laid flat on the wet spot on your cotton underwear, making you realise your pants are on the floor. god, when did all of this happen? you didn't know there's a 'skip' button in real life, but at least you managed to come to your sense in the best moment possible.

"awh- do i really make you feel this way?" she chuckled against your clothed pussy. "i start to doubt you came here just because 'your friends picked you'.."

you hummed, twirling a strand of your hair around your finger. "you called me your prettiest client."

"and i don't take that back." she traced the hem of your panties, before sliding her fingers slightly down and caressing the outlines of your slit, barely visible through the soaked fabric. "mmh.. why does it matter now?"

"i'm just telling you- god." your hips uncontrollably raised, pressing against her hand. "just telling you, you shouldn't be surprised by this," you pointed at the surroundings of your lower stomach with your chin, "if you say things like that."

she finally, slowly took your underwear off, humming a little; "mhm". you weren't sure if it was supposed to be an answer for you, or an act of satisfaction at the view, but either one was fine.

she kissed your clit, pressing her tongue followed by her lips against it. the little touch had you moan, feeling a weird feeling of electricity starting from your core travel around your whole body. you didn't know if it was really that magic, or did the weed made you feel so much details.

she repeated this move a few times, each earning a moan or two from you. the knot you had in your head while trying to think of a way to make her sell you some more of her stuff was now in your stomach, loosening with every lick of her, now flattened, tongue. you tugged on the little bun she always had, pulling her closer to you with every small energy boost you got from time to time. you heard the sounds of your juices flow out, right to her mouth.

you squirmed under the bruising grip she had on your thighs, sometimes moving it to your lower stomach to gently press on it. when she did, you could see a spot in the shape of her hand, way lighter than the rest of your body, on the place she just left.

her eyes would sometimes look up at you, looking extremely innocent, what seemed weird compared to how her tongue fucked in and out of you.

ding!

you thought you heard sometning, but you quickly forgot about it, focusing back on ellie.

ding!

now, you were sure you heard something, but still didn't know what.

ding!

you saw your phone, laying on the floor near your pants, light up. your friends were spamming you, but your vision was all blurry and you didn't see anything. before the screen turned off again, you managed to notice one notification;

luccyy💞: idk about you, but for me, buying weed takes less than one hour

1K notes · View notes