thinkin about teaming up with caitlyn to give vi the most intense orgasms of her life. (fem/afab reader, firm believer vi loves topping/switching but i wanna give her some loving)
lets assume she didnt get much sexual experience in prison, just reduced to a few conversations about the basics with an older prison mate and furiously rubbing at herself to get the edge off. so when she gets into a relationship with you two she is the epitome of the word eager.
best exame would be when caitlyn bought vi her own strap (after showing her some of the ones shed used in the past and wanted to replace now that she was committed to the two of you.)
it's safe to say vi was obsessed with it. it was girthy, hot pink, and could pack a punch just like the woman it was attached to. it made her incredibly cocky (i had to), and you could see it in her face and that stupid smirk of hers after fucking you and cait dumb :|
she also wears it all the time, seriously its rare to see her out and about during the day and shes not packing. but yeah. during most of her sexual endeavors, vi is giving pleasure. she assures you that it gives her pleasure as well, clear by the lomg moans she'll let out while fucking you and the abundance of cum it leaves on the harness. but it still makes you and caitlyn curious.
it's a day where vi comes home looking exhausted, letting out a long groan as soon as she enters the threshold of your apartment. you come to greet her with a smile and a hug, your body warm at her tight embrace. you pull away to do The Thing, consisting of batting your eyelashes, running a hand down her neck and asking her with the sweetest voice you can muster to follow you to you three's shared bedroom. The Thing is the golden ticket to get vi to fuck you in any position you want. youd think shed become immune to it after using it nearly every day but nope.
while following you to your bed shes already tugging her pants down and tugging off her jacket, damning herself for not wearing her strap that day. she doesn't get long to dwell on it before slender hands are gripping her shoulders and pushing her to sit on the bed, a flurry of hands rushing to get the rest of her clothes off and mouths sucking marks onto her neck and shoulders.
she's stuttering for the first time since she was a kid, trying to ask what was going on when cait whispers in her ear that you both wanted to give her a special treat for being so good to you, both in and out of bed. its what she deserved, really.
and before she knows it she's moaning like a brothel girl with her legs spread and hovering her body over yours, your arms bringing her down into an arch so she can more easily take caitlyn's strap. her head is hot and her throat is sore from her sounds, almost embarrassed by them and the sounds coming from her cunt.
her groans are cut off by your mouth connecting with hers, the feeling of your tounge in her mouth making her feel dizzy. she's desperate at this point, moving her hips back and forth on the toy as caitlyn squishes the fat of her ass.
its in the middle of cait calling her a good puppy and you biting her on the neck when she's coming and creaming on the strap.
and then she's lying on her back, catching her breath and drifting off to sleep when she's made lucid again by you pinching her nipple with a giggle and a "you didnt think we were done, right?"
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ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ
Characters: Vi, Caitlyn, Jinx, Ekko
Genre: headcanons
Synopsis: What is something about you that these Arcane Characters can't get enough of?
Warnings:
A/N: just smth cute since I haven't written for Arcane in a little bit
vi - your resilience
One thing Vi had always admired about you was your resilience. Even the toughest of situations, your ability to adapt and recuperate with little time was something she was always fascinated about.
It's a great balance to her abrasiveness; she admits that having you around has helped her a lot in calming down and assessing situations before acting.
Vi acknowledges your strength in ways that many people don't. Though sometimes she does envy it. Especially in terms of what happened to Vander, as you were one of the few who didn't side with Silco that still managed to survive in the dramatically changed underground.
Despite that, you've helped her grow a lot, and she’s glad to have you with her with everything she’s been through. Between the both of your connections, life has been slightly easier, but it’ll only get harder from here on out.
caitlyn kiramman - your determination
Caitlyn kiramman is a woman who won’t stop until she’s got the answers she strives for. Therefore, it’s only natural that for her, a persons drive is one of the many attractive things that catch her attention.
And for you, that was no different. When she watches you work so intently on something, all your attention and focus on your task at hand, she can’t help but let herself smile at the sight.
She’ll help you out with whatever you’re doing, if you let her. She’s an enforcer with a fierce determination as well, and two brains work better than one
You two also bond over how sometimes, your determination and inability to leave a task undone, gets you in trouble more often than what you would like. But together, you two stick it out.
jinx - your smile
Let’s be honest, there are a lot of things Jinx is crazy about - on top of being crazy in general - but one thing that's near, if not at, the top of that list, is your smile.
It’s one of the few things that brings her some sense of calm and sanity. Seeing our smile makes her happy, and she's willing to do anything to keep your face lit up with happiness and content.
She’s at her most content when she’s tinkering, so if that's something you two can share, and makes both of you happy, she might just spend most of her time tinkering with you
Just as she would do anything to keep that smile on your face, she’ll also do anything to protect it. If people think she’s crazy now, if anyone dares to mess with you, they’ll get a real taste of what insanity is like.
ekko - your laugh
Ekko has seen tragedy, and prides himself on being a protector and giving people a space to be free and live without the looming threat that comes with living in the underground.
His fuel comes from the smiles of the growing children he sees everyday, living a life he could only dream of. And hearing your laugh, so melodic and carefree, he feels like he’s in a dream
You’d be telling a story, trying to contain your laughter from it. It was probably about some kid tripping themselves or something, but he’s too focused on the way your voice sounds and how your laugh sounds like heaven
And when you finally look at him and see how dopey eyed and dreamy he looks, it makes you laugh even more, so you kind of end up giving him the euphoria he wants anyway.
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My Requests are currently open!!| (• ◡•)|
Heres what i write:
Spiderman (ive only seen tobey’s and andrew’s but i could write for tom’s)(includes miles,hobie,gwen,and pavitr)
haikyuu
harry potter series
assassination classroom
monster high
arcane
ouran high school host club
percy jackson series
who i write for/What i will write:
male reader and gn reader
black reader
angst
fluff
AUs
slightly nfsw but not fully smut
no incest
no illegal/weird age gaps
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Hey :D I loved your spouse hcs for vander! If possible could you do spouse hcs for silco too?
Sure! this is a gender neutral reader!
I feel like silco would be pretty insecure yet protective
The undercity doesnt offer alot but he still wants you to stay with him.
Which is stupid cause he literally put a ring on it already??
Like yall are married and this man is expecting you to wake up one day with second thoughts
but i digress
Silco will definitely do your hair for you and probably do it better too
and if his skilled fingers wont make you stay ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) his dick will
He got shmeat
no i will not explain nor accept criticism
he'll fuck you after a wash day long dick style.
I dont see him with a extremely thick one like vander but his is definitely not small by any means.
he doesn't got an Alaskan bullworm... more like the eel. long but not too thick or thin.
he always puts you first
you go before any business deal he has.
If him and vander are friends then cue the two of you basically being the cool aunt and uncle of the kids.
Silco would encourage arson
He would also be best of friends with powder and ekko.
Any time they fail with an invention he's always there to help and encourage them to try again.
If its based on canon i feel like you'd be in a golden cage. He's made a lot of enemies now and the last thing he'd want is for you to be used against him
the only person he'd probably allow to see you is jinx.
But once she starts going a little AWOL he'd limit her time with you as an incentive for her to behave
I know i said vander would let silco join yall in the bedroom but thats just vander.
Silco does not share his things
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【FANDOMS】
DEVIL MAY CRY ( 1-5 + REBOOT & ANIME )
Dante, Vergil, V, Nero, and Credo.
Nico, Trish, Lady, and Kyrie.
Reboot! Dante, Reboot! Vergil, and Kat.
ARCANE
Vi, Jinx, Sevika, Finn, Ekko, Vander, Silco, and Viktor.
Jayce, Caitlyn, Mel, Ambessa, Local Cuisine/Pretty Boy, Marcus, Grayson.
BAYONETTA
Bayonetta ( Cereza ), Jeanne, Rosa.
Luka Redgrave, Balder, Rodin.
BLOOD OF ZEUS
Heron, Seraphim, Alexia, Kofi, Evios, and Electra
Zeus, Hera, Hermes, Hades, Apollo, Ares, Poseidon.
CASTLEVANIA
Trevor, Sypha, Alucard, Lisa, Captain and Greta.
Dracula, Striga, Morana, Hector, and Isaac.
DAREDEVIL
Matt, Karen, Foggy, Wesley, Frank, and Elektra.
DEVILMAN CRYBABY
Akira, Miki, Miki (o), and Ryo.
DEVILS’ LINE
Anzai, Ishimaru, Hans Lee, Sawazaki, Juliana.
DETROIT BECOME HUMAN
Markus, Connor, Kara, Gavin, Hank, North, Simon.
FINAL FANTASY ( CURRENTLY 7 + 15 )
Cloud, Aerith, Tifa, Barret, Jessie, Biggs, Wedge, Yuffie, Sonon, Zack, Vincent, and Roche.
Rufus, Sephiroth, Tseng, Reno, Rude, Weiss, and Nero The Sable.
Noctis, Prompto, Ignis, Gladiolus, and Cor.
Lunafreya, Ravus, Aranea, Ardyn, Regis, Cindy, and Nyx.
LIFE IS STRANGE ( 1-3 + TELL ME WHY )
Max, Chloe, Rachel, Nathan, Kate, Warren, and Victoria.
Sean, Cassidy, Finn, and Esteban.
Alex, Steph, and Ryan.
Tyler and Alyson.
RESIDENT EVIL ( ALL GAMES + ANIMATED MOVIES )
Leon, Chris, Wesker, Billy, Piers, Carlos, Jake, Ethan, and Luis.
Claire, Jill, Ada, Rebecca, Sherry (RE6, duh), and Sheva.
THE WOLF AMONG US
TREASURE PLANET
Jim, Amelia, Sarah, Doppler, and Silver.
VOLTRON
Lance, Keith, Pidge, Hunk, Shiro, Allura, Matt, Coran.
Lotor, Ulaz.
LEGEND OF KORRA
Korra, Mako, Bolin, and Asami.
Iroh.
STRANGER THINGS
Eddie, Steve, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle.
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Listen I love TLOU and the fandom very much but a lot of people (not calling anybody out) need a reality check and need to grow up. I wanna say my two cents on things that bother me in this fandom.
1. Boycotting for Palestine
I have seen multiple times on multiple occasions where people would sit on their phone and complain about why writers are “flooding the tags with this boycotting bullshit” and honestly all I have to say is your super childish you can’t take a hour or a week out of your day to raise awareness on a important topic that is affecting millions of people? Your so horny so down bad for pixelated characters that you don’t care about the innocent children, women and men that are dying in Palestine? The boycotting isn’t gonna stop just because you want your needs filled, the boycotting isn’t going to stop because you think it needs to, it’s not gonna stop until Palestine is free. And if you wanna read things that bad then read nobody is stoping you but a take into ignition that if a writer is spreading awareness then don’t be ignorant and say stupid shit
2. Less Sex and more angst or other genres.
Listen I love Abby and Ellie just like everyone else and I read a lot of smut about them but does that all y’all see when y’all look at them? As sex objects? Like I’m not saying that you should stop writing smut for those characters but write other things to that don’t involve smut, like angst I see a lot of people under that tag say how they wish writers would as write other things that isn’t just smut and majority of the time when they say that they get hated for it. It lowkey gets boring reading fanfics where the whole plot is smut, smut, smut. And again I’m not saying to stop writing smut but please for the love of whatever you believe in write other genres.
3. Black inclusivity
As a black writer and a black person TLOU tag isn’t inclusive enough. I know you must be thinking “Why are we speaking about this again?” Because I’m honestly so tired of how uninclusive the fandom is like I said before Ellie dates WOC if you don’t know what WOC is it’s Women Of Color all of Ellie’s girlfriends where WOC now I’m not saying you can’t write for Ellie as a white person and I’m not saying that never did all I am saying is once again all of Ellie’s girlfriend where POC
Riley was a Black African American who Dated Ellie
Cat the girl who wasn’t mentioned alot but is in the game is Asian American who also dated Ellie
Dina is a Jewish (Mexican, Middle Eastern ) American who dated Ellie
Also yes we know when the reader is white coded so don’t try a put that you don’t mention when race mentioned cause you do and we can tell when you do “She’s Petite and cute with her long blonde hair” or whatever you bitches be saying we know when you guys aren’t inclusive the whole point of fanfiction writing is to be inclusive is to make sure that readers can see themself in your xreader so if your putting all these “white things and then labeling your story as “the readers race is not mentioned” or that OC stuff that y’all do then just label the story as a white reader or a OC reader
4. Futa, trans and masc
Now here I’m gonna discuss two or three things starting off with Futa and Trans. Now I don’t know when “Futa” or “Trans” Ellie and Abby came from but a lot of you readers need to understand and learn the difference between the two because they are both very different things.
Futanari: is the Japanese word for hermaphroditism, which is also used in a broader sense for androgyny. Beyond Japan, the term has come to be used to describe a commonly pornographic genre of eroge, manga, and anime, which includes characters that show primary sexual characteristics from both females and males. In today's language, it refers almost exclusively to characters who have an overall feminine body, but have both female and male primary genitalia (although a scrotum is not always present, while breasts, a penis, and a vulva are). The term is also often abbreviated as futa(s), which is also used as a generalized term for the works themselves.
Transgender (often shortened to trans) is someone whose gender identity differs from that typically associated with the sex they were assigned at birth. Some transgender people who desire medical assistance to transition from one sex to another identify as transsexual. Transgender is also an umbrella term; in addition to including people whose gender identity is the opposite of their assigned sex (trans men and trans women), it may also include people who are non-binary or genderqueer. Other definitions of transgender also include people who belong to a third gender, or else conceptualize transgender people as a third gender. The term may also include cross-dressers or drag kings and drag queens in some contexts. The term transgender does not have a universally accepted definition, including among researchers.
Mind you I am not transgender I am nonbinary but I see a lot of transgender people speak up about how offensive it is to write a character as Transgender but it’s not really transgender but a Futanari remember a Futa is a character who is assigned a gender at birth but just has extra sexual parts like a penis.
Now another thing that bothers me is how y’all Masculinize Masc Lesbians as if they still aren’t women themselves like every time I read a fanfic with Ellie or Abby or even Vi and Sevika from Arcane you guys like to ignore they fact that they are also women themselves like it’s not gonna kill you to give those characters feminine compliments there shouldn’t be a reason why your calling these women “handsome” or other Masculine compliments and also a lot of Masculine women where makeup it’s not just a feminine woman thing. Masc Lesbians are women they aren’t men so stop treating them as if they are men and ignoring the fact that they are women
5. the Innocent childish reader gotta stop.
They title says enough I don’t think I need to say too much but a lot of y’all get innocent and corruption mixed up but a corruption kink is When you find the idea of "corrupting" someone, mostly in a sexual way, like taking virginities or introducing people to stuff like bdsm etc. It's the idea of having someone "pure" do "bad" things under your influence. And innocent is not corrupted or tainted with evil or unpleasant emotion; sinless; pure. not guilty of a particular crime; blameless. (From the dictionary)
Y’all need to understand yes not everyone knows what sex is but everyone knows what a vagina is what a penis is, what a orgasm is and what sex is but they may not knows what happens when you have sex so making the reader what y’all call innocent isn’t innocent it’s honestly to me perverted cause the only one who would say something like “my cunny feels weird 🥺” or that “what is sex 🥺” is a child. Children don’t know what sex is children don’t know what pleasure or orgasms is and when y’all say “the reader is a Bimbo” is also funny cause Bimbos know what sex is as well yes they may be stupid but they aren’t slow so before you make a innocent reader please think “am I making my reader act like a child or am I gonna make her really innocent like how regular grown ass adults act?” so don't get not knowing and "innocent" mixed up
6. The stories where they have sex inside a church also gotta stop
Now I’m not a Christian but these stories are honestly really bad and are Blasphemy a lot of people have come out and said that they don’t like the fact that people are writing stories about church in a sexual way like their shouldn’t be any reason why your characters are fucking inside a church, that’s like stomping on someone’s dead grave. You guys do shit like this and then wonder why Christian’s don’t like us. Religion isn’t something to be sexualized it’s not something to be playing with either this idc how much you hate Christianity you can be a Atheist, or Catholic or Jewish but please for the love of whatever you believe in don’t sexualize people’s religion.
That’s all I can think of at the moment if I think of more I’ll of course make a part two to this but don’t take anything I said here to heart it’s just my blunt honest opinion on things in this fandom and if I get hate for this 🤷🏾♀️
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I feel like writing soooo give me some requests please if you can,no matter what race,size,religion or sexuality,I’ll make it
(And no mater how kink it is)
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𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 || 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐱
“𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦
𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱
𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘰𝘰𝘩”
Inspo: Victoria Monet - Moment
Pairing: Jinx x Black!Fem!reader
Summary: You were always willing to spare a moment for your girl...
Warnings: Sub!Jinx, Dom!reader, fingering, pet names, and fluff.
Words: 1503
DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!
“Jinx, kitty, stop being a brat and go to sleep.” Your voice was a deep rumble in the girls' lair of contraptions that threatened your life on a daily basis. The bridges lead to a stable and reliable earthy surface vibrated by your timbre tone with the very few lights in the large cavern giving you a sight of the girl rolling in your guys' bed.
You had taken Jinx’s desk for the night after putting the girl to sleep. After a long and stressful day of her own mental weighing down on her and the physical ache she felt by being hunched over her desk all day, she requested you cuddled with her. Of course, you had and for once in a very one-in-a-million chance, Jinx had been quiet. Not that you minded her talking, but her rambling sometimes carried into the time when you were pleading for any amount of sleep. But you also believed her mind must’ve also been quiet enough for her to just enjoy the silence and you.
But, of course, work needed your attention so you had to pry her arms from your waist. Instantly missing her pale fingers tracing shapes in your waist and humming into your caramel skin. Her long blue braids practically wrapped around your bulky frame. Compared to the girl that used your body as her own personal bed, it was inevitable that you would become attached to her petite figure that was so malleable in your hands.
It didn’t matter though, Silco had been needing your attention on a raid and you had to have the plans done tonight. He was already on the fence about you dating Jinx. You didn’t need to give him any more reasons that could lead to your death.
Jinx, of course, didn’t care.
“Come back to bed,” Jinx whined, blankets enveloping her entire frame adorably. But you heard the faintest pur in her words, sending a jolt to your heart. You were too busy to fully acknowledge it, but you saw and smiled. Something she also noticed and grinned tiredly. “If you won’t come to bed, I’m sleeping over there with you.”
You tapped your pen against her desk, turning the chair towards her as she waddled over with a thick blanket around her shoulder. The sound of her bare feet padding across the metal bridge filled the air. You, of course, could see the crack of the blankets and felt your eyes become glued to her pale thighs. The large blue tattoo on her right side reached down and could be spotted on her right thigh. Something you sure had seen before, but something about seeing it now was erotic. It was probably because you knew for a fact that beneath the blankets Jinx wore nothing.
And your suspicions were correct when she moved the bottom of the blanket to straddle your waist. The lamp on the desk exposed the glistening of her folds which were practically drenched. Clit puffy and needy for your attention. And it was being placed right on your crotch with Jinx curling her arms around your neck and stuffing her face in your neck.
“What are you doing, Jinx?” You muttered, turning the chair back towards the desk where you uncomfortably continued to work. Feeling her shift slightly with a gentle sigh. Warmth invades your neck, goosebumps standing to attention across your body. “Use your words, Jinxie.”
She moved further into your body, warmth able to melt her entire body. If she had the choice, she would cut a spot deep inside your chest right beside your heart and hide there. Just so she could listen to the tedious, yet, relieving thump of your heartbeat. In many ways, it would make you two as one, but that was already a thing. You could tell she was needing something to relieve the heat between her legs. If you also needed a taste of her, you might’ve pounced on her the moment you saw that beautiful cunt.
But hearing her beg for it was always going to be better.
Her hips rocking, the rough texture of your pants enough to get her off. And feeling your arm softly wrap around her waist, helping her, she let out a whine. So with a glance, you grabbed the blanket surrounding her body and yanked it off. Turning her body to face the desk and you pressed loving kisses to her shoulder. Jinx was ready to protest, but her words were cut short by one of your large hands grabbing her thigh, holding it open while your other cupped her sex.
The touch was enough to silence Jinx and have her inhale sharply. Your hot breath fanning the side of her neck with your own gaze focused on where your hand rested. A radiating heat and sleekness resting against your palm and making your hand twitch. “You gonna use your words or am I leaving you high and dry tonight?”
Hearing that made Jinx instinctively grip your shirt and arm holding her thigh. “You better not, Y/n,” she growled.
“Then use your words, sweets,” you encourage with a devilish grin. One that could be heard just in the words you spoke. But this one thing wasn’t what Jinx was used to. She got what she wanted and never needed to ask. Even with sex, you were always willing to be the first to dive in face first. Wanting nothing more than to have her writhe beneath you, moaning out pleas to never leave her. Asking you to fuck her was foreign and made her slightly embarrassed the more she thought about it. “Just gotta say-“
“Please, fuck me!” Jinx exclaimed cheeks flushed as you stared down at her with parted lips and soft eyes. She avoided your gaze and waited impatiently for what you would do next.
You adjusted the grip you had on her leg, resting in the bend of her knee. Yet made no move to ease the annoyingly desperate ache between her legs. When she finally has had enough and looks up at you, she is surprised when you crash your lips against hers. Further surprised when you pushed two fingers around her fluttering entrance. Pussy swallowing your digits hungrily whilst her velvety walls clenched around you.
Her lips parted from yours, gasping as she looked down to where her pussy welcomed you willingly. You were also watching, cheek pressed against hers with a small smirk on your lips. The wet sloshing sounds of your fingers pistoning into her tight cunt filled the room. Beautifully accompanied by Jinx’s whines and moans. Her body shivered against yours, breaths strangled from her throat causing her chest to halter in its rises.
A soft smirk rested on your face, soaking up every little sound that came from the girl. Eyes shut to intensify the knowledge of how easily you made the girl fall apart. If her nails digging into your one arm wasn’t enough, this surely did it.
“So cute all whiny for me,” you husked against the shell of her ear, teeth taking her earlobe. Jinx let out a pant, arms shaking as she battled to let her leg block your access. But she knew doing that would only deprive her of any relief. So, she decided to turn her head and lay kisses on your jaw. Lips sucking at the edge as you let out a throaty chuckle. Feeling her hand tighten on the one holding her leg, desperate to be given something in return.
So, you parted your fingers inside of her and curled. Jinx’s eyes shot wide, teeth clenched, body tensed, a yelp falling from her lips and her hands clenched tightly as your fingers pistoned into her without mercy. And it only took a moment of shock for Jinx to become a wailing baby. One of her hands fell to her clit that she slapped lightly, sending shocks through her body. The build-up in the pit of her stomach was growing and you could tell by the walls of her cunt squeezing your digits.
“Come on, baby,” you whispered in her ear. “Come for me, sweets. You can do it.”
Jinx whined, legs twitching in your grasp as her eyes clamped shut. Her head rolled back as she rubbed her clit vigorously. And when she finally met the high, the wire to her climax snapped and she was sent upwards. Her eyes rolling back behind her eyelids as her body tensed, legs curling into her chest as you slowly and effortlessly curled your fingers repeatedly. Continuing to hit the sweet spot that kept her in the dazed bliss.
When she came down, Jinx panted, curling into a ball against your chest. You smiled down at her, pulling your fingers from her and pressing them to her lips. She mewled, accepting them and sucking. Listening to your soft coos until you held her close to your chest as you worked. That was where she fell asleep with a warm smile.
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ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡ/ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ꜱ/ᴏ
Pairing: Sevika ;; Vi ;; Ekko ;; Vander ;; Viktor x GN!Black!Reader
Genre: Headcanons
Synopsis: How would the above Arcane characters be with a partner who is asexual?
Warnings: mentions of sexual acts in regards to asexuality, some cursing
A/N: A request from a dear friend on discord. I hope you enjoy it hun! If I get anything wrong pls do tell me!!
ꜱᴇᴠɪᴋᴀ
Sevika had noticed how, when the topic of anything sexual in regards to your relationship, you would try to steer away from it.
For context, Sevika is not someone who even commits to something trivial like relationships in the first place. Whether it's because of her not liking to be tied down or because of fear of having the one person she truly cares for being taken from her, one may never know. However, best believe if you got Sevika to swear her loyalty to you, and only you, there's something more to your connection than just sex
Which is why she fails to see any issue with your coming revelation. Of the duration of your relationship, pre- and post-confessions, and everything you've been through together, she's a little bit pissed off that you're even worried about where you stand in her life.
Though Sevika doesn't want to invalidate your feelings, and so she keeps her mouth shut, but she always has to get the last word in things like this.
"What we do in bed is a bonus to what we have outside of it. You stick by me, and I stick by you. That's how it's been, and that's how it'll always be."
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“So, what, you just don’t have sex?”
The statement in nature isn’t funny, it's the way she’s so puzzled about
Contrary to popular belief I don’t think Vi is as experienced and sex-crazed as other people make her out to be. Her idea of intimacy is experiencing the domesticity of life that was taken away from her at a young age. Things like waking up together, taking walks, going on dates, that sort of thing.
She understands it her own way, and it certainly doesn't take away from anything you two have.
At most she’ll probably dial down on her teasing if you wish, as it can get real sexual, real fast. Of course it’s all in good fun, but the last thing she wants to do is make you feel uncomfortable.
Is willing to experiment in other forms of intimacy, like simply just holding each other and rocking back and forth, having deep conversations about the world, etc
Makes sure that you know that you never put a damper on this, and that she’ll go at the pace at which you are ready.
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Ekko genuinely does not care about whether or not sex is an active aspect of your relationship. He didn’t fall in love with you for that
Also taking into account he's the leader of a rebel fighting group and peace sanctuary, he truly doesn't have time to get down and dirty anyway
Would actually wanna sit down and have a conversation about it and not have it be a one and done type thing. He needs to know how he can best support you with this new revelation at hand
Like Vi, ekko will resort to other acts of intimacy as a substitute to be sure both of you are getting the care you need. Whether it be stargazing, holding each other in bed, taking late night flights around Zaun, or playing with the children of the sanctuary together, he’s willing to engage for you.
Will also have periodic check ins so that both of you can talk about the arrangement, your sexuality, if there is anything that needs to be added, taken away or changed
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He may not understand the subject in its entirety, but he is still incredibly supportive nonetheless.
If he didnt watch you more carefully around the bar, he sure as hell does now. More than willing to put his hands on a creep for messing with you. While he is Vander, Hound of the Underground, people are still willing to test his patience, even with knowing what he could possibly do.
If you’re in his life to the point where you’re around the kids as a second parental figure, he’ll ask if it's something you want to explain to them, and encourages whatever decision you chose in that moment.
He’s a big, burly man, so the best substitute for him is his incredibly warm and tight bear hugs. After a long shift at the Last Drop, he’ll bring you on close and rest his head on top of your, enveloping you in all of him, and it just feels so good you have to stay like that for a good few minutes before parting
Also like Vi, he makes sure to reassure you that you are perfect just the way you are, and that nothing will change how he feels towards you.
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Viktor is probably the one who understands your asexuality in its entirety, though that won’t stop him from asking you to explain the concept to him again. Part of it is because he wants to learn - the other part is simply because he love hearing you talk.
Like Ekko and Vi, he is more than willing to engage in other acts of intimacy, like stargazing from an academy rooftop, or just in general spending as much time together as possible, given his profession.
Also likes to check in on you to see how you’re doing, if there’s anything he can do to further support you in your new revelation.
Like Vander and Vi, Viktor will try his best to consistently assure you that his love for you comes from your heart, not from what's between your legs and how you utilize it.
Has a notebook that explains asexuality as a spectrum and all the things under the umbrella term, just so that he can remember it. Adds to it every once in a while when a new observation comes up
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Prompt requests please!!!ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
I will do short little blurbs for the different prompts i have below when requested or when im bored idk. Check my page for the fandoms or check the tags!!
the prompts
1. “don’t ignore me.”
2. “you’re kinda hot when you do that.”
3. “i don’t know whether to laugh or cry.”
4. “i’ll try to be nicer if you try to be smarter.”
5. “don’t make me mad and then tell me to calm down! that’s like stabbing someone and telling them not to bleed!”
6. “how long have you been standing there?”
7. “wanna know a secret?”
8. “make me.”
9. “are you blushing?”
10. “im not jealous.”
11. “if you’re talking about sick as in awesome, then yes, i am very sick.”
12. “i could kiss you right now!”
13. “what’s stopping you?”
14. “did i say that out loud?”
15. “don’t stop looking in my eyes.”
16. “keep it in your pants.”
17. “you say that like it’s a bad thing.”
18. “don’t look at me like that. it’s distracting.”
19. “why are you calling me at two in the morning?”
20. “please let me in.”
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Baby, You’re the Cure (Part 1)
Viktor/F!Reader || 2.4k || NSFW
Anon requested: i would love to see viktor as like an apothecary and he makes a bunch of medicines and tinctures and reader comes in for something and they get flirty it can be sfw or nsfw
Warnings: AU in which Viktor stays in Zaun, apothecary!Viktor, accidental aphrodisiac use, brief heavy petting, frottage, overstimulation, a stupid amount of ellipses :/
It's a shame he’s always so busy—one of the few apothecaries Zaun has to offer.
Reliable ones, at least.
Viktor wishes, each time the door chimes and you flit in to brighten the dim, dusty shop, that he could spare more time for you. Reciprocate your shy, sweet flirtations or fully convey his gratitude for the home cooked meals you pay him in beyond a paltry thank you. Really, they do not need to be that good; you put in far too much effort for the likes of him.
But he can only spare a few quick words before it’s on to the next customer or back to the careful task of brewing someone’s medicine.
He’s been searching for the right words to ask, perhaps even beg, to see you outside the shop, but he just hasn’t found them yet. He suspects they’re hiding out amongst his frayed nerves, his mouth dry and useless each time the chance comes and goes.
You’ve already been by for the day, hours ago during peak time, so when the shop bell chimes and he wheels around the corner to warn this last patron that he’ll be closing up momentarily, he doesn’t expect to see you.
But there you are, looking rather like you’ve sprinted here—messy, sweating, your hand braced on the door as you try to catch your breath.
He gets to his feet quickly, fumbling for his crutch. “Is everything alright?”
“Do you, um… want me to lock this…?” you ask instead, breathless and strained.
“Yes, but—” The concerned furrow of his brow deepens, eyes ticking over every inch of you, looking for something, anything that might indicate the problem. “I would also like you to answer my question. Please.”
“I—I don’t know…” As you come closer, your expression becomes increasingly pained until you stop all together on the other side of the counter. You can’t meet his eye, wringing your hands as you whisper, “I don’t think so…”
Embarrassed. You are embarrassed.
This is why it’s wrong to be overly familiar with patients, he scolds himself. He tries to be clinical, to stuff down all the personal concern as he asks, “Can you describe your symptoms?”
“I’d rather not,” you say, so soft he hardly catches it, “But I think it has something to do with this.” A shaky exhale, and you pull something out of your pocket and hold up your fist closed around it, shaking too and clammy. So, so clammy as he has to pry whatever it is out of your hand.
And it is a vial, one of his, with nothing but a little heart drawn on the label.
“Viktor…” you choke out as he pales visibly, “What did you give me?”
You look like you’re about to cry and, frankly, he wants to vomit. Never has he ever fucked up so badly as to give someone the wrong elixer. Of course, it had been busy when you came in, but he had clearly instructed you that your package was on the left—was sure that it was your medication in it.
Oh. Oh wait.
His left.
Your right.
“Why… why did you take this?!” he asks, harsher than he means to in his panic, “It’s not your usual bottle, (y/n)!”
“I—I thought you were trying to be sweet!” you shout back, shifting and shuddering for it, trapping a little groan in your throat that isn’t lost on him. Your hands grip the edge of the counter, white-kunckled. You shrink into yourself as you dare ask again, though you must know the answer by now: “What did I take?”
“It’s an…” He has to force it out, the word feels thick and stubborn on his tongue. “…Aphrodisiac.”
And as if to declare its presence—thrilled to be acknowledged, that concoction in your bloodstream—a shudder wracks your body again, a breathy whine leaves you. He knows it to be entirely against your will, but for shame, you hang your head miserably.
“It’s, ah, very strong—made for a Vastayan twice your size. I can make something of an antidote, but it wont purge the effects entirely. They will… linger. It can take anywhere between 6-8 hours to completely clear your system.”
As much as he is soothed by a scientific explanation, you, clearly, are not. You stare up at him hopelessly through your lashes, wielding your watery eyes like a weapon of his destruction, whether you know it or not. The guilt could bring him to his knees.
“Please believe me,” he says, his voice thin near begging, “I am so, so sorry.”
“You… You didn’t do this to me on purpose?”
“That is deeply unethical, I would never.”
“But you’re going to help me… Right?” you ask, starting to squirm so restlessly where you stand, victim to an itch you can’t scratch—can’t satisfy, more than likely.
“Yes, as I said, I can make something to alleviate the effects. It requires thirty minutes, if I—”
Your hands fist into his shirt; you practically haul him across the counter, eyes wild and blown so wide your lovely irises are nearly eclipsed. Ah yes, the sweating, the dilated pupils, both are common side effects. Aggression too, though it’s favorable to some more than others. He’s not sure how to feel, himself.
“I can’t wait that long, Viktor, you have to help me,” you whine, craning your neck toward him, angling to catch him up in a kiss he’d very much like to share. But…
“I can’t,” he breathes onto your lips, resisting half-heartedly, “That would be—I cannot take advantage of you in this state.”
“Why is it taking advantage?” you ask with that soft, siren’s voice, and he finally realizes you’re not holding him forward anymore. It’s all him who’s leaning in, loving the way you lavish him with the desperate rake of your nails down his neck, beneath the collar of his shirt. “You like me, I like you… It would’ve come to this, eventually.”
He laughs, such a nervous sound, and his tongue grows thicker, the accent with it, as he begins to accept what is happening—that he is hopelessly willing to help you in all the ways he knows how. “I would have liked to take you out first, you know.”
“Later,” you’re quick to promise, regretfully letting him go without his kiss, “Right now, I need you to touch me. Please.”
“Just once, do you understand? Then I’ll need to make the counteractant.”
You nod your agreement vigorously, and already he fears you’re going to make it hard to stick to that resolution.
Viktor lifts the counter on its hinge for you to step through, and the old thing slams back down with a hard clap on account of you, quite literally, throwing yourself at him. He barely catches his balance, nearly topples over as you lay waste to his lips, sloppy and inelegant as you frantically jam your tongue into his mouth. Braces you by the back of the neck with one cold, calloused hand as he tries to pace you, but you’re far beyond that. No, you’re keening, a cloying, heedless sound, into his mouth when his tongue brushes back, and clawing at his chest like you mean to shred off his clothes. You probably do—but, again, not your fault.
Though… To be wanted like this, so base and careless and clumsy, he echoes a groan against your lips for the thought of it alone.
He breaks, has to pant breathlessly into your hair as your lips and teeth scrape down his neck instead, “Come, into the back, please.”
As he takes you by the sickly warm hand and walks you back into his private space, home and work in one, your grip tightens and you whimper into your other closed fist. Very suddenly, he understands what your initial pained expression was symptomatic of and, privately eager, his cock twitches against the leg of his pants.
He settles down on the stool at his work bench, needing off his sore leg. You stand between his spread thighs impatiently, practically rubbing your thighs together beneath your dress—he can see it, in the little wiggle of your hips. He smoothes a hand over your waist, fisting at the fabric as he elongates the column of his neck—a blank canvas—to look up at you.
“Show me,” he demands, and you don’t require elaboration.
You eagerly hike up your dress, bunching it just above your hips to let him see. You are not shy, knowing he is the solution. You do not care.
Well, maybe you do. Mostly because he’s not touching so much as perversely admiring the swollen, throbbing peek of your cunt between your legs—your clit so red and puffy where it protrudes, you’re likely to cum the moment he touches it.
“Where have your panties gone, hm?” he teases, slipping a hand between your thighs to part them.
They make a lewd, sticky sound when you widen your stance because you are dripping in thick, shiny ropes of your own slick. Some of it hits the floor between your feet. Overproduction of natural lubricant—yes, another side effect. He mentally notes to keep you hydrated, and then tries to turn off the clinical side of his brain. Not very sexy.
“They were… too much…” you finally confess, starting to shake as he pets your wet inner thigh in slow, sweet strokes.
“Did you cum? Without ever touching yourself?” he asks, and okay, fine, perhaps it is partly a professional curiosity. Partly. The rest is for his own sick knowledge, something to think about later.
“Twice,” you hiss, grabbing his wrist beseechingly—a mind to force it where you need it, but he doesn’t budge.
He never meant to be this teasing, but it’s so hard to stop when you’re like this. He suspects you’ll tell him anything, just to get off, which is fascinating.
“And did that satisfy you?”
“Not at all,” you whine, “Because it wasn’t you and I wanted you.”
He preens at the idea that you thought of him as you came—that you sought him out, desperate for his help in more than one way, as a result. “Mmn,” he hums lazily, his hand drifting higher, his own legs spreading wider, “You can have me, however you like. After I have you properly taken care of, yes?”
“Please.”
“Very good,” he hums. “Let’s start with this, then…” he says, and it’s just as he suspected.
The moment his hand slides over your clit, between your legs to cup your throbbing cunt, you’re finished. You are that overwrought from the aphrodisiac alone—and perhaps a little of his teasing too, if he’s being hopeful.
It shouldn’t take you by surprise, but it does. You keel forward with a delicious sound just shy of a punched out scream and brace yourself on his shoulders. Your nails dig in, fisting his shirt, as your body begins to quake and sing in stuttered, pitchy mewls that match the buck of your hips. Your knee is lucky to find purchase in the space between his thighs on the stool, all so your legs don’t give out beneath you.
Eyes shut against the onslaught of sensation, you can’t see the voyeuristic, fascinated way he watches your face contorted with pleasure. “Jsi tak hezká, miláčku, so pretty,” he coos, eager to comfort, to make sure you know it.
He keeps his hand steady for you, lets you ride out your pleasure against the heel of his palm. Encourages you to do so with a grip on your waist that guides your hips to roll hard into his hand. He’s even able to give you a taste, a tease of what’s to come, dipping his fingers just barely inside of you when you rock back far enough. You’re so wet, so wanting, that your body offers little resistance. Oh, to sink his cock in instead; to watch himself disappear between your slick, swollen lips so slowly, so completely…
Viktor thrusts against the warmth of your thigh. Had you been lucid enough to press it closer, to let him rub up against it? Or had he sunk lower to seek it out? He’s not sure, but the heady friction makes him groan in chorus with you and the slick, lewd sounds of your cunt in his hand.
“Just like that, yes,” he whispers, and he’s not sure anymore if he’s soothing you or asking for more for himself, getting greedy when he knows you will give and give and give as you try to take what you want from him.
Another shockwave of pleasure wracks you and you’re starting to crumple, the buck of your hips erratic, as the force of your orgasm fades out. Even your voice tapers down into huffed little whimpers—frustrated, likely, that you’ve gotten what you wanted and still found no relief.
“No,” you whine, crawling into his lap, “No, no, no. That doesn’t count.” You are feverishly hot against his skin where you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck, buried your face into the crook of his shoulder. Hotter still and sodden, where you’ve seated yourself against the outline of his cock, looking for all the friction you can get.
“I think it does,” he tells you. Swallows thickly against the tempting writhe of your body and your lips, sucking open-mouthed kisses into his neck—so insatiable—but he promised to help you. Anything less than making that remedy right now would only be helping himself. There will be plenty of time for that later—all night, knowing the potency of that switched brew, but at a slower pace he’ll be able to keep up with. Hopefully.
Panting now, pressing harder into his lap, you lick a stripe up the column of his neck with the flat of your tongue. Beg him in one, demanding word: “More.”
“Moje milá věc,” he says, strained to be stern, resolute—it’s hard, when his cock is sliding raw and needy against the wet spot you’ve now soaked into his pants. “We agreed: Just once. There is a solution to your suffering and I am not all of it. Let me make you the counteractant and—”
But no. You shut him up with a filthy kiss to the bow of his lip, sloppy as your tongue brushes into his open mouth. It’s lewd, the way a gossamer fine string of saliva follows you away as you pull back, but he’s entranced—disgustingly so. But if he’s desperate, you are the walking incarnation of it.
You whisper, harsh the way your teeth scrape across your bottom lip, “Fuck me,” and well…
There is a solution for that too.
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anywyas guys
i know my platform is SMALL ASF. but i wanna start writing just for fun yk!! will not write smut cuz i just don’t know how to sadly,, but i will write suggestive stuff along w short smut drabbles i just cannot go into detail w smut,, i will also share my personal headcanons for a lottt of these fandoms
this will also have my dni list!!
here are the fandoms i’ll write for -
genshin
tears of themis
honka star rail
bsd
assassination classroom
danganronpa
hunter x hunter
saiki k
ouran highschool host club
black butler
demon slayer
tokyo rev
toilet bound hanako kun
the promise neverland
obey me
arcane
camp camp (this fandom is SO DEAD)
spiderverse
haikyuu
dni -
racist
homophobs
transphobs
dsmp fans
anti shifters
basically the average dni criteria
if ur uncomfy w teens writing smut then js feel free to block me bro 🙏🙏
i cannot do male/amab reader becuz 1. men r NOT my target audience if i’m posting but y’all r totally welcome 2. this is very very self indulgent, so this will be made to cater to the requester and MYSELF. i am a bisexual (w female lean) woman w bpd nd extremely delulu u best believe imma be making shit for myself
there ofc will we gn reader where gender and body anatomy aren’t mentioned at all, but i js cant do male anatomy and i simply don’t wish too 😙😙
anyways please send in req!! i’m happy to write literally anything and if you DONT see a fandom on here that you’re interested in, request a character and i’ll do my best to research them if i can!
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Random thoughts
How characters react to seeing your natural hair for the first time black fem reader
Slight NSFW warning: mention/hinting at sexual situation take place
Vi(arcane)
She sees you come putting leave in conditioner in after an everything shower/wash day. When she comes in you don't hear her you have music blasting singing just as loudly so she has the privilege of seeing you in your fullest element and she takes special notice of your pretty dripping wet curls cascading down your face and your neck watching you expertly massage product into your hair, just as she gets Lost in those thought you see her out of the corner of your eye and kinda just freeze alittle confused alittle nervous about the reaction because you can't exactly read her expression so you just give a little wave, a smile and shake your wet hair this makes her chuckle and come up to you with a sly "lookin good sweets" she glides her hands up your body and kisses you then your forehead and then the top of your head lightly smelling your hair and then you hear the most a hushed "mmm beautiful and all mine" this makes you giggle softly to yourself and start talking about your day while you finish up.
Alphonse
He met you when you had on a wig you walked Into the candy shop on the day after v-day asked him to be your valentine and the rest was history and now a few months later you come down stairs ready for a date with your natural curl pattern out little did you know he has been dying to see your hair but he knew how anxious you were to show him so he kept it cool and waited until you were ready but as soon as he seen you all dressed down for your stay in movie date he was speechless even more so when you took his hands and guided then into your hair he was not only enamored but honored by the gesture he gently guided you to his lips and after that there wasnt much movie watching going on...😉
Seth
My boy Seth when he first say you he feel in love little southern boys heart didn't have a chance against how pretty he thought you were from the dark skin to the pretty curly fluff under that pretty cowboy hat. And then you spoke a light southern drawl fell from your lips and it was all down hill from then on every time you walked into the shop that man was a blushing mess but he tried to hide it oh he tries to hide how much he likes you little did he know you liked him too after your first date the rest was history now his favorite part of the day is seeing you clinging to him in the morning wearing his t-shirt and your bonnet.
As always thoughts are mine characters are not let know what yall want to read next
Happy black history month
Stay warm stay safe I love you all
Signing off for now 🥰🥰
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Am I the only one that wants angst but with no happy ending? Like I wanna have my heart broken and then be devastated that it’s not fixed I don’t wanna have to read that they’ve been forgiven so easily. Please tell me I’m not the only one.
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