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kerokreature · 1 year

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Some Sinclair Headcannons since I have brain rot

This is for the Sinclair brothers x chubby!reader (gender neutral but with Afab)

CW: Mentions of weight, use of the word fat, body dysmorphia, mentions of eating insecurities

NSFW WARNING, THERE WILL BE NSFW AHEAD

Enjoy

Bo Sinclair

He is 1000% a chubby chaser

This boy likes em thick, it’s the “more of you to love mentality”

He will be so touchy feely, really he will be groping your tummy, running his hands up and down your curves like he’s sculpting a vase (not that Bo is the artistic type)

He wants his face buried between those thighs

He loves running his calloused hands over any stretch marks you may have, brushing over them as he works his way down

He’s going to make sleazy comments the whole time but when he leans in to your ear, his fingers tracing from your neck to your tummy. Hands pausing to grope your softness before his fingers push further to please what waits between your thighs- he almost almost sounds like he’s worshiping you when he says your beautiful and that all of you is his.

He would be so lewd with his teasing, nipping and biting at every stretch mark, softly and then more roughly squeezing at your body, especially to part your thighs for him. He loves when he can take hand fulls

All of you is gorgeous and fucking sexy to him

I Picture bo as the type to be into having his partner wear specific things for him (maybe it’s the control) and he would lose it when you do

He would praise every curve and where he can and can’t see certain things in what you’re wearing

“God Almighty Darlin’ that just looks perfect on you.” “Wow sweetheart, look at those curves.. can’t wait to unwrap them.”

Afab body mention ahead

He would grope you constantly, if you don’t want your chest groped he would back off a slight bit, but he’d want to use them as a pillow.

He’d want to press his fingers into your stomach, just below your navel until it hurt. God would he push on that spot (fertility or no) because that’s especially His

The way he would squeeze your thighs as he parts them. His groping would be especially rough as he holds one up to your chest before digging his fingers right into your core, greedy, starving, only stopping to tease that bundle of nerves so he can wrench more moans from your pretty mouth

Fluff continuation but about insecurities

If you’re insecure about eating in front of him because of your weight/shape etc. he would literally just feed you.

Spoonful by fucking spoonful and he might even praise you and run his hands over whatever it is you’re insecure about for good measure

Your Are His fucking perfect little lover, even if he torments and insults you it’s never ever about any of those insecurities

If he catches you staring in the mirror mentally beating yourself up, you’re going to catch him being soft

Hugging you from behind, gently whispering all the things he loves that you hate, tracing his fingers over you to show just where he means

Doesn’t matter if you think you’re heavy you’re getting pulled into his lap and he’s going to hold you like you’re nothing.

Yeah he’s likely teasing you during, Bo is just insatiable that way

Lester Sinclair

Oh boy he is also absolutely a chubby chaser, this boy is licensed by the damn state to be a chubby chase

He’s a pudge connoisseur one could say

Fuck is he gonna stare, but not rudely. He’s going to look at you like an august sunset. He’s going to gaze at you like you stepped out of a fairy tail. (He might even give Vincent a run for his money there)

He’s shy at first, or maybe less shy more just taking his time, but once your both comfortable he is on you.

When he’s tired after a long hard day you’re his pillow, the moment he’s out of the shower he is cuddling you and touching your skin

Less lewdly then Bo but he will have his hands on every part of you. Kisses pressed to each stretch mark, he’ll have to stop himself a thousand times from getting a bit rough but

God does he want to squeeze and grope and push into all of your plushness, he wants to feel you and trace the beauty that is you, he wants to worship you, praise you

And in the right light you can see he inherited Bo’s possessive streak. The way he pulls you in, eyes moving down your thick frame, the way his crooked grin spreads haphazardly across his face, chin jutting as he runs those work calloused hands over your thighs, that head tilt as his eyes narrow and sharpen. You can tell he’s thinking about how every curve is his.

But god would he still be gentle, agonizingly gentle

I Picture him with an oral fixation also so you’re getting kissed, licked and anything he can get his mouth on is going there

“you taste mighty sweet y/n” “goodness you’re soft, I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you my baby.” Between kisses and nips you can hear him whispering your name.

Afab body mention ahead

Your nipples, always, even if you’re uncomfortable with your chest he’ll coax and whisper to you as he kisses and licks over each mound of flesh before pulling your sensitive buds into his mouth, teeth brushing them but never too hard

Kisses and nips and licks would be trailed down your body, over each stretch mark until he’s parting your thighs, nipping and sucking the flesh once he parts them, teasing his way towards your core.

BOY IS A M U N C H OKAY?

His tongue would trace over that bundle of nerves and he would begin, every fold is claimed by his tongue as he pushes your thighs around his face.

And I mean he wants you to smother him with your thighs, taking you tensing and locking them around his head as a sign he’s treating his lover exactly as they deserve, and god he’s going in for the kill, he wants you trembling and orgasming on his tongue

Fluff continuation but about insecurities

You are perfect in his eyes but he knows how much it hurts when you hate how you look

He would hold you in the mirror, guide your eyes away from where you’re looking at yourself to look into his eyes instead

He’d remind you that you’re perfect to him, his hands carefully touching up and down your ribs to your hips

If you’re insecure about eating he’d softly reassure you, he’d tell you you’re perfect and have nothing to worry about

He’d remind you if anyone said anything he and his brothers would take care of it

He’d coax you with your favorite foods, he might even gently hand feed you

More oral fixation at play, he loves watching you eat, your lips move, he’s wild about it

Vincent Sinclair

Not necessarily a chaser but he adores your form

To him you are the work of Tiziano Vecelli

You are warm and all soft curves, the way your plush form interacts with the bed, with the linens

He draws and paints you regularly, he hangs them in his room, the basement, maybe even in the Museum

He watches, he gazes, at first he doesn’t touch. To him you look so soft and plush and strangely fragile that he could never, he’d ruin you

But when his fingers grace your skin he runs them over you like he’s sculpting you himself, like he’s memorizing every curve and angle, where your ribs curve into your hips, the way your stomach moves under his hand, the way your thighs curve into calf. Each of your fingers, your wrist, the curve of your upper arm and how it becomes bone at the shoulder, your neck, under your chin, your face

His fingers are so delicate as they dip over every curve, hill and valley, over your navel under your stomach, and of course between your thighs

Explores there for an eternity, picturing a thousand sunrises and sunsets as his fingers knead and rub at your inner thighs, pressing into the plush and soft flesh

His hands work over the curve of your ass, fingers dipping in to that crease where it meets your thigh

At points his fingers are so gentle it’s like he’s touching rice paper

He signs sweet things you, a bit hurriedly since he wants his hands on you. “Beautiful” “soft” “work of art” “adore” “mine” “love” nothing long enough to keep his hands away

Afab body mentions ahead

He can’t help but trace his way back up to your chest, his hands massaging the mounds of flesh there, fingers tweaking against your nipples, he’s likely enamored

But he just as quickly makes his way back down, running two fingers over your labia in long broad strokes, delicate and attentive

He’ll part his fingers to push down on either side of that bundle of nerves, tracing circles around it, your moans are like the swell of violin to him he barely dips his fingers inside, finding that spongy spot and pressing before he moves again

He has to feel you under him, all around him, throbbing on him as your thighs wrap his waist. He’s surprisingly rough now, pushing into you with resounding slaps, groping your sides a little less gently, the whole time his eyes bore down into you

He needs you on him just as much, no he doesn’t care if you think you’re heavy he’s placing you up on him himself, guiding your hips rhythmically, his hands tracing up as he gazes at you like you’re a marble statue

You’ll be wracked with orgasms, he needs to see, needs to feel just how your body moves and trembled as you finish, over and over again

Fluff continuation but about insecurities

He refuses to give you the opportunity to be insecure.

Or at least he tried to shut it down before it can happen

There’s so many paintings and sketches and even small carvings of you now, and he doesn’t think anyone should see you in any other way

If he finds you mentally picking yourself apart in the mirror he holds you, removing his mask to remind you that everyone is insecure sometimes as he signs sweet praises to you

If he sees you being insecure about food he’d sit with you through your meals, he wouldn’t look if you didn’t want him to

But he thinks you’re beautiful no matter what you’re doing and he’d let you know.

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moonbyulsstuff · 2 years

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Masterlist.

Request Rules.

I'm only putting the characters that I have written about.

Lookism.

Just A Kiss, Nothing Else: Johan x Male Reader.

Johan Seong x Female Reader Headcanon.

YN! Johan Seong and YN! Daniel Park Headcanons: Gender Neutral Reader

Them Reacting you to Calling them Pretty, with a Gender Neutral Reader.

Johan Seong and Eli Jang Polyamorous Relationship Headcanon, with a Gender Neutral Reader.

Sudden Love: Jay Hong x GN Reader.

Dating Them Headcanons: Lookism Male Version with a Gender Neutral Reader: Zack Lee, Vasco, Daniel Park, Johan Seong, Jay Hong, Eli Jang.

Their Reaction To You Rejecting Them Because You Are In Love With Someone Else, with a Gender Neutral Reader: Zoe Park, Gun, Daniel Park, Johan Seong.

Them with Male S/O Who's Shy: Mira Kim, Mary Kim, Zoe Park, Crystal Choi.

Xiaolong Dating Headcanons with a Female Reader.

Our Little Secret: Daniel Park x Female Reader.

Dating Diego Kang headcanons: Diego Kang x Female Reader.

Xiaolong x GN Reader Headcanons: What's okay and not okay with him.

Yandere Sinu Han Headcanons with a GN Reader.

My Type: Y!Jake Kim x GN Reader.

No: Y!Eugene x GN Reader.

No Matter What, You Belong To Me: Y!Daniel Park x GN Reader.

A Ruined First Date: Xiaolong x Female Reader.

If Only...: Diego Kang x Female Reader.

Dating Kwak Jichang Headcanons: GN Reader.

It's Cold: Gun Park x Female Reader.

Dating Headcanons: Jake Kim and JIhan Kwak x GN Reader (separate).

Dating Them Headcanons: Hudson Ahn and Diego Kang (James Lee) x GN Reader.

Them Finding You Wearing Their Shirt: Female Reader.

On A Date With Them: Female Reader.

How They Would React When You Received A Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: Female Reader.

How They Would React To Their Chubby S/O Being Insecure Headcanons: GN Reader.

They Get Jealous After Meeting Your Ex: Female Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

Dating Kwak Jibeom Headcanons: GN Reader.

Viral Hit/How To Fight.

Viral Hit Men Headcanon: What's it like dating them: Hobin Yu, Wangguk Han, Taehun Seong, Yeonu Ji, Mangi Lee, Munseong Kim, Hyeonsong Lee and etc.

Meant To Be: Taehun Seong x Female Reader.

Made For Each Other: YN!Taehun Seong x YN!GN Reader.

How Would They React When You Receive A Sexual Text From An Unknown Number. GN Reader.

Gaeul Dating a Transgender (FTM) Reader Headcanons.

Taehun Seong x Sick GN Reader.

Let Me Take Care of You: Yeonu Ji x GN Reader.

Them Dating A Beauty and Fashion Newtuber: GN Reader.

Love me? Duh?: Taehun Seong x GN Reader

Haikyuu!!

Aoba Johsai x Gender Neutral: Manager Stories: 1,

Questism/Quest Supremacy.

Sick Day: Hajun Gu x GN Reader.

Study Date: Jaeha Han x Female Reader.

Captivating: Haru Seong x GN Reader.

I Love You: Seok Kang x GN Reader.

Dating the Top Dogs Headcanons (Seperate): Suhyeon Kim, Seok Kang, Jaeha Han x GN Reader.

My Lo- I mean Best Friend: Hajun Gu x Female Reader.

Dating Haru Seong Headcanons: GN Reader.

Dating Ryu SIkyung Headcanons: Male Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

My Type of Woman: All Gangbuk Leaders x Female Reader

YOU CAN FIGHT?!?!: Haru Seong x Male Reader

Get Schooled.

Nothing in here yet.

Manager Kim.

Nothing in here yet.

The Remarried Empress.

Please... Stay...: Sovieshu x Male Reader.

How They Would React to Navier Taking of a Child Headcanons: Female Child Reader.

Men of the Harem.

Nothing in here yet.

Miraculous Ladybug.

Nothing in here yet.

Jujutsu Kaisen.

Nothing in here yet.

Black Clover.

Nothing in here yet.

Sk8 the Infinity.

Nothing in here yet.

Fairy Tail.

Nothing in here yet.

Yandere Simulator.

Unlikely Relationship: Delinquents x Male Reader.

The Rising of the Shield Hero.

Nothing in here yet.

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Coffee Jelly Lovers: Saiki Kusuo x Male Reader.

Toritsuka with an equally dirty minded girlfriend: Toritsuka Reita x Female Reader.

Just Like You: Saiki Kusuo x Female Reader.

A Tease: Kaidou Shun x Male Reader.

Gakuen Babysitters.

Gakuen Babysitters Headcanon: Female Reader.

My Hero Academia

Nothing in here yet.

Marry My Husband.

Sweet Love: Eunho Baek x Male Reader.

Maybe, In Another Life: Yoo Ji Hyuk x GN Reader.

Welcome Home

Nothing in here yet.

IRL Quest/Reality Quest

A Friend? Or.. Something More?: Han Eun-Sung x Female Reader.

Dating Han Eun-Sung Headcanons: GN Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

Into/Across the Spider-Verse.

Nothing in here yet.

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cottoncandy-cult · 8 months

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Masterlist

Event: Twister Wonderland: Babyfication: Intro Heartslabyul Diasomnia Octavinelle Ignihyde Scarabia Savanaclaw Pomefiore

OC Stuff: Twisted Wonderland Crush Crush Crush 1 2 3

Tokyo Revengers Lilly Among Thorns

Arrival

Introduction Bonding Day Meeting Their Friends Lost Seeking Comfort Gift Giving Meeting The Gang Home Alone Adventure 1 Gang Member Babysits

Christmas

First Day Of School

Other Oneshots Raiden X Chubby! Fem Reader Shiva X Fem Reader Tattoo Artist Buddha X Fem Reader

Zack Foster x Lil Sis Reader

Zack Foster X Daughter Reader

Zack Foster X Adopted Sister Reader

Fan Levi Ackerman X Celebrity Reader

Kenpachi Zaraki X Chubby! Reader

Jiro Mochizuki X Reader

Hiruma Yoichi X Reader

Zelman Clock X Reader

Inuyasha x Priestess Reader

Sebastian Michaelis X Neko Child Reader

Soma Yukihara x Reader

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader

Miia X Reader

Subaru Sakamaki X Drunk Reader

Rikio Kamamoto x Reader

Yuma Mukami X Daughter Reader

Meliodas X Neko Reader

Gajeel Redfox X Reader

Teen! Laxus X Lil Sis! Reader

Vincent Valentine X Reader

Reno Sinclair x Jealous! Reader

Koga X Reader

Mikoto Suoh X Daughter Reader

Sesshomaru X Reader

Chibi Misaki Yata X Reader

Masrur x Slave reader

Aizawa x Daughter reader

Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Kisame x Child Reader

Naruto x Super Strength Reader

Beelzebub x Chubby reader

Trafalgar Law x Reader

Smoker x Wife Reader

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Ban x Reader

Dante x half demon reader

Kakashi Hatake x Chubby Reader

Juubei Jimushi x reader

Ban x chubby reader

Meliodas x chubby reader

Zack Foster x Reader

Sanemi x Kyojiro's little sister

Free de la hoya x reader

Hitoshi Shinsou x Cat Quirk! Reader

Saiki Kusuo x wife reader

Obito Uchiha x Reader

Mitsuhide Akechi x reader

IkeSen Caught in the name of love (Ft. Mitsuhide, Ieyasu, Motonari, and Kanetsugu)

IkeSen Sengoku Babysitting (Ft. Shingen, Kanetsugu, Motonari, Masamune, and Kenshin.)

Zack Foster BFS

First Meeting Becoming Friends His Feelings Confession First Kiss Cuddling You Get Sick He Gets Sick He Sees You Cry He Walks In On You You Walk In On Him He Hears You Sing You Get Drunk You See Him Cry He Gets Drunk You Get Hurt (Small) He Gets Hurt (Small) Showering Together You Have A Nightmare He Has A Nightmare

Movie Night

My Ao3 Books

Trend Chaser (A Fairy Tail Dragon Slayer Smut Book)

Crystal Waters (A RoR Shiva and wives x OC Book)

Life Within The Soul (Mix bag coming soon)

SMUT

Shiva X Wife! Reader

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renhoeku1 · 3 years

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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

⠀AGE IN BIO OR GET BLOCKED.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader

𝐀𝐔: Dragon Shifter Rengoku x Dragon Rider Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.6k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: monster fucking, mentions and slight description of animal death and butchering, reader is described with skin light enough to mark, reader is also described as being a bit chubby, if you think pubic hair is gross dni, mentions of pregnancy and children, breeding kink, size kink, cunnilingus, cervix fucking, tummy bulge, marking, will add more as needed.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After traveling from town to town aiding and saving people from dark creatures for so long, you and your dragon Kyojuro finally find peace in a secluded forest away from prying eyes.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This is a piece for @cyancherub 's Wheel of Misfortune Collab. I hope you enjoy! Honestly coming up with Rengoku's dragon appearance was a little tricky but I hope I painted a clear picture. To all my fellow monster fuckers, this one's for you!

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: Fire in the Water — Feist

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰

His pace was steady, languid and relaxed as he gave you time to adjust to him more. His muscles tense along his back and arms, wings unfurling and tail swaying to and fro. Kyojuro struggled to not just rut into you, no matter how badly he wanted to give into the hunger and frenzy that made his cock twitch inside of your sweet little pussy, he wanted to give you what you wanted. Even if it killed him, he’d give you anything and everything, from the rarest of treasures to children of your own. Picking up his pace steadily as you whined for more, for him to go faster, he adjusted himself to lean over you further. The fire flickers not too far away and your features are cast in light and shadow. He could get so lost just peering into your gaze.

The flames that flickered before you snapped and devoured every twig and piece of log you fed it, greedily eating it away and hissing for more. The night wasn’t particularly cold, but the smoke kept the mosquitoes at bay as your camp was closer to a large body of water. Pulling your tunic closer to your body you shrank further into yourself, legs folded and crossed as your eyes stared forward in the enchanting fire, watching it dance wildly with an untamed grace. It reminded you so much of your beast, a small smile tugging at your lips. Even in the dead of night under the cover of trees you could still see the sky above and the millions of twinkling little lights. The moon hung over your head, a bright silver glow that gave you a sense of peace. It was full, irradiating the water just a few meters away from you as the tide was pushed and pulled onto the shore ever so gently.

He had disappeared almost an hour ago after collecting wood for the fire, taking off into the night with the promise of food. He’s a skilled hunter and it helps that he has excellent vision in the dark, unlike yourself and your human eyes. Reaching down into the grass you pulled at the blades, mind wandering back to him. Kyojuro… it has been, what, a year and a half since you’ve met him and became his rider? Scoffing at the fact you couldn’t fight the tugging at your heart. People tell stories of dragon riders and their dragons to children as bedtime stories, however you’re living in the fairy tale. You can recall when your own father told you of whimsical tales involving princes and princesses and dragons with knights as their companions.

You yourself aren’t quite considered a Dame, but you wield a sword and shield and provide services for coin. You and your dragon, your beautiful, beastly creature, have helped many. You’ve saved towns across the country raided by ghouls and goblins, demons of the night, anything worth killing. You’ve made a handsome amount of cash doing it but this isn’t what you’d call a life worth living forever. Dreams and wants still toy with your mind, and any hope of a future lies solely in what you do in the moment you draw breath. Will you fight and win to see another day or lay down your blade and accept an early death?

Above you the trees rustled, the sound of leathery wings flapping in the air breaking your concentration. Blinking your turned your face up to the creature that descended from the sky and came into view where the fire illuminated its features. Slung over his shoulder and around his neck was a carcass of a male deer, his large clawed hands gripping its legs together to keep it balanced. Hoisting it over his head with a grunt, Kyojuro let the body fall into the dirt before casting his golden gaze in your direction. He wore a large toothy smile, the same smile that makes your stomach twist into knots and your heart to leap into your throat.

“It took me a while but I separated it from the herd,” he chortled, proud of his successful hunt,” You needn’t worry yourself with the skinning, my dear, I’ll take care of it.” A giggle left you at his unintended pun, which prompted one of his bushy eyebrows to arch curiously. “Was it something I’ve said?” His smile never faltered, it always seemed to be a permanent feature upon his face. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Shaking your head you clambered to your feet, dusting off your rear. “Not at all, Kyojuro.” you waved him off, stepping over to where your saddle and bags were piled upon each other. It still felt so odd putting a saddle on him when he’s transformed into his full dragon form, in a way it feels insulting as he isn’t a creature that needs taming or to be kept confined much like people do with their horses. He’s free to come and go as he pleases, but the saddle is simply for balance purposes. Heaven knows what would come of you if you slipped off his back and he couldn’t catch you in time. It reminded you of when you were learning to ride and bonding with him as all riders do.

Kyojuro watched as you dug around for a rope and caught it when you tossed it to him. To be honest, you hated watching such a beautiful animal getting gutted but if you and the dragon wished to eat and not starve, it must be done. You watched as he reached down to grab the hind legs in one large hand, dragging the deer away from your view. The process is very much straightforward but he always ends up so messy. From where you are you can hear his grunting and the squelching and tearing of flesh and the cracking of bone, a sudden flop on the ground you could only assume were the intestines and other organs. Your stomach clenched.

Toeing off your boots and setting them aside neatly, you unstrapped your rolled bed pallet from the saddle and began to set up where you and Kyojuro would sleep. Although it is taboo for a rider and their dragon to be… intimate, it isn’t unheard of. You can’t deny the feeling in your heart when it comes to him, and as far as you can tell he can’t either. It had happened so suddenly just over five months ago after a whole sun cycle of tension between the two of you. Now you sleep together as well as share everything else. When among others, riders and dragons or regular people, you keep your relationship hidden from prying eyes. Out here in the wilderness, there’s freedom.

Sitting on your knees you spread out the thick wool blanket and wolf hides to make the ground more comfortable. Satisfied, you stood just in time to find your companion returning with strips of meat in hand and hanging over his forearm. Blood covered the entirety of his bare chest and arms, more so his hands. He has chosen to take off his shirt so as to not get it dirty but he couldn’t say the same for his trousers. His thick mane of golden hair too had blood caking it, blending with the natural red tips of his tresses. The closer he got the more you could smell the stench of death. Pinching your nose you sent him a playful glare as he laughed, tenderly hanging the strips over the stick you had set up to hover over the flames.

“Water, now.” You pointed toward the lake while you stooped to dig through your bags again to find the sandstone soap you purchased from the closest town. He made no move to argue and instead did as he was told, large gold and red wings flapping and adjusting against his back comfortably as his reptilian tail swayed with each step. Gaze trailing after him as he walked further into the moonlight you held the soaps in your hands. You watched as he unfastened the front flap of his pants and shimmied out of them, careful of the claws on his toes. It's moments like this that you stop to appreciate his magnificence. He’s by far one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen, and one of the strongest dragons from your prefecture. How you’ve come to be so fortunate you’ll never know but you try to not question it, your mother instilled the belief of jinxes deep into your marrow.

So you accept it without much thought. Righting yourself you began to peel off your own clothing, first your tunic and the chest binding you had beneath it. The night air makes your nipples pebble and harden, a quiet hiss slipping through your teeth. Next went your bottoms and loin coverage, leaving you stark naked and exposed to the elements. Carrying the soaps with you along the same path he took to the water you blinked as there was no sight of him. “Kyojuro?” There wasn’t an answer but the moment a pair of arms scooped you up and a scream ripped from your throat you knew exactly what he was doing. “Kyojuro no, no, no, no—!” It was too late to say more as you and the lumbering beast suddenly submerged into the cold depths.

Surfacing and coughing up liquid you rubbed your eyes with the heels of your hands and could only make out the muffled sound of his laughter with water in your ears. Shoving a wave in his direction you couldn’t help but laugh as well, his joy far too infectious. “You made me lose the new soap I just bought.” You pouted, arms lifting around his shoulders as he tugged you closer to him by your waist. His hands are double the size of your own, perhaps tripple. His entire form is so much larger than your own, most would find it terrifying and intimidating but you always felt oddly safe to have such a man alongside you.

Not to mention, his cock. The mere thought has you biting your lip and pressing further against him, breasts flush against his abnormally heated skin. Despite the chill of the water, you didn’t shiver as long as he held you. It was perfect during the winter months. He said your name and you hummed in response, tilting your head to look up at him. Even wet his hair still glows in the light and the slits of his pupils enlarge, his face softening. There’s so much love written in his expression, the smile on his lips a smile he reserved only for you.

“I’m sure I can buy you more, sweet one.” He leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead, grunting as your legs came up to coil around his hips. You can feel him against your core, not necessarily filled out completely but enough to make you ache. He kept you both afloat with the kicking of his legs, his hands slipping down your body to settle on your ass. Squeezing the fat of each mound he pushed your hips closer, chuckling under his breath at each little gasp that leaves you. It's been many nights since you’ve touched each other in such a way, a clear longing settling between you both. His heart beats in sync with yours, each rise and fall of your chests in unison. Clearing his throat, Kyojuro brought your attention back to him,” We are always together yet I still find myself missing you. I can’t bear being away from you even for a second, I need you as I need the air to live and the earth to stay grounded. So long as the sun and moon still loom in the sky I will always be yours, sweet one.”

Without a word or a second of hesitation your lips collided with his, hands drifting to his waterlogged hair to clutch onto him and keep him in place— not that he'd dare try to pull away from such a heavenly mouth. He tastes of wildberries and honeysuckle, the scent of smoke and pine wafting off his skin and caressing your senses. The dragon shifter held onto you as he began to make his way closer to shore, tongue exploring the expanse of your mouth and swallowing your moans and mewls. He’s always had an intense hunger when it came to you, always starving and never satiated. There’s no negating your own desire either.

Kyojuro carried you with ease back through the path and toward your little camp, only breaking the kiss for a moment to spot where your bedding rested in the grass. Whining in protest and guiding his lips back to yours you poured every ounce of want and need into his mouth, allowing him to taste you and feel you and love you. Holding onto him tightly as he crouched down to sit on his knees you looked up at him with half lidded eyes when he forced himself back to meet your gaze. Your legs loosened around his hips and your thighs spread, your hands gripping onto his forearms as his own were planted on either side of your head. The smell of your sex has him practically salivating in his mouth, his instinct to take you now with no hesitation utterly tempting.

Swallowing, you chew on your lip and move a hand to cup his face. “Make love to me, Kyojuro, it’s been too long since I’ve felt you inside me...” Your voice is airy and breathless, a whisper only for him to hear. Your thumb traced over the small patch of golden scales on his cheek that blended with sun kissed skin as he nodded, bending down to nestle his face in the curve of your neck where he places openmouthed kisses. He sucks and nibbles on the skin until there’s a noticeable mark, leaving a trail in his wake as he drifts down your body. You tremble and shake beneath him, completely at his mercy. Your panting and keening doesn’t go unnoticed when he kisses certain spots, pausing at your chest and flattening his tongue over one of your little buds to drag it agonizingly slow over it. Freeing one hand and bearing his weight on the other he engulfs your other mound in his grasp. It doesn’t matter how large or small your chest is compared to other women, he would always be able to hold them within his hands.

Pinching and twisting your nipple as he suckles on the other he glances up at you as you mewl, feeling your back arch under him and watching your head fall back against the many pelts. Releasing your nipple with a pop, a string of saliva connects his mouth to your skin, the heat brewing between your bodies becoming unbearable. “Kyo, please—” you purred, slick pooling between your thighs and oozing down over your pebbled skin onto the fur you laid on. There’s a thin sheen of sweat mixing in with the water from the lake on your skin, hair still soaked and dripping water everywhere. His thick mane framed his face and left a trail of water on your flesh everywhere it touched when he moved. His mouth didn’t leave your skin as he made his way down your stomach, gently biting the bit of fat and laving his tongue over it to soothe the areas.

Cooing and watching as his hands slid over the plush fat of your thighs, your eyes fluttered closed and your face turned to the sky. Kyojuro’s much larger form settled between your legs, his grip keeping your trembling thighs open. He’s gentle in the way his fingers knead the muscle of your thighs, his face turning to kiss the inner part of your leg. You’re his mate and you deserve nothing but the best that he can give you, hell, you deserve even more. Someday, if fate allows it, he dreams of a brighter future with you. A future with a comfortable home, plenty of food to fill your bellies, and a family. Just envisioning you pregnant, with a rounded belly and swollen breasts and even crankier than you usually are makes his cock leap with excitement. You can very well hold your own in the heat of battle, but he has a strong need to steal you away and hide you from the danger, to protect what’s his and his alone.

Finally facing your dripping cunt his breath hot fanned over it, a hand moving to push the hair out of his way as his forked tongue swiped between your puffy, slick covered folds. Groaning at your taste he did it again, his nose bumping against your engorged clit making you shudder and gasp, surely even making your toes curl. “Yes— please more, Kyojuro—!” you panted and whined, sitting up on your forearms to watch him kiss and lap at your pussy. He purred against you, the vibrations traveling through you and making your hips buck. Holding you down with his arm he looked up at you with a smirk as his tongue curled and flicked your clit. He chuckled when you jumped at the sudden sensation. Unhooking his arm from around your thigh he adjusted himself to allow room for his fingers to toy with you. Having retracted his claws his hands appeared just as any other man would have, however he’s always had the prettiest nails. Lying completely on his belly his hips roll just enough to feel friction against his aching cock as he rubs against the bedding, desperate for stimulation.

No matter how badly you wanted him to just fuck you, you also understood the dangers of it. Going in when you’re not slick or stretched enough could hurt and seriously injure you. So, you’re patient, or at least as patient as can be. Fingers digging into the fur beneath you as one of his thick digits entered your sopping, begging hole your lips parted and a string of wonton curses escaped you. Even his fingers were thick and enough to stretch you, the most you’ve ever taken being three and just enough to work you open enough to take his cock. “Is this okay, sweet one?” he asks with a deep, husky tone and you nod, sucking in a sharp breath as his finger curls and massages along your spongy walls. He brushes against your sweet spont and you squeal, pleading for more and promising to do whatever he wants as long as he allows you to come undone.

As much as he enjoys your expressions when you finally release, he finds your frustrated and needy ones cute as well. When it comes to dragons and riders there’s always the dynamic of the rider being the one in charge, not that you’ve ever treated him like an animal or property like anyone else would have. But this? You gave him full reign over your body. Rubbing along that one spot he edges you more to become slick enough to slip in another finger, gently scissoring them inside you and stretching you without causing too much discomfort. The last thing he wants is for you to feel pain, but pain and pleasure often mix quite well. You hissed through your teeth and he paused, lifting his slick covered face to look up at you in slight concern. “Are you alright, darling?”

Nodding, you smile at him, "I'm okay, Kyo, you can keep going.” Mewling when his fingers begin to move again your head fell back, a quiet ‘fuck’ leaving your lips. Kyojuro was never one to curse unless he was feeling particularly heated in anger or lust, but he always found your foul mouth most interesting. Bringing his mouth back down upon your cunt, his lips and tongue tease your clit just to watch you jolt from the slight shocks it would send through your body. Your essence coats his fingers and runs down to his wrist, the scent filling his nose and making him grind a bit more against your shared bed pallet. Groaning against your skin he slid another finger inside, now to solely stretch you just enough.

He can feel himself becoming impatient, he wants to bury himself into your core, needs to fill your womb with as much of his seed as possible. He’d be so blessed if any of it caught, he can only imagine what your little ones would look like. Of course they’d likely have his ability to transform, and possibly look like a carbon copy of himself as the boys in his family line all appear exactly alike. But what of a little girl? Would she have your same bright eyes and sweet smile? Your fighting spirit? Your love of books and unique trinkets? His mind floods with all the possibilities as he ruts more before finally deeming you ready to take him.

Moving rather quickly, and a bit more roughly than he would have liked, he was upon you in an instant. Your legs in his hands he makes you lie on your back as he bends your body, knees closer to your shoulders. The way your stomach forms squished rolls is so adorable to him and the way you gasp, gods he’s done for. You’ve ruined him in the best ways possible, ways he’s never imagined before he met you. Aligning himself with your entrance he glanced at your face as you hum, telling him it’s okay and you need him just as much. “Need you, Kyo, want you to fill me up, wanna feel you inside me, want you to breed me. Please—" His heart nearly burst from his chest when the words dripped from your mouth like thick and ever so sweet honey.

Slowly entering he gripped your calves tighter, face scrunching at how tight you feel around just his head and the inches he pushed inside. His brows furrow when you groan and he pauses until you give him the go ahead to continue. Oh how lucky a man he is to have a woman such as you. So beautiful and kind and with the best pussy he’s experienced since the day he turned 18. Your sounds are so sinful and if he must go to hell from high heaven just to hear you more he’d make the journey, he’d do anything to keep you until his end of days.

Fucking you, making love to you, it all reminds him of how blissful it is to fly high in the sky among the clouds. It's wonderful, his heart soaring to even greater heights every time you call his name and cry for more. “More, more, more—” you began to babble and he watched your face contorted in pleasure when his hips pulled back just a bit. You could feel the smooth ridges of the underside of his thick cock drag along your walls, his bulbous head meeting the opening of your cervix when he pushed back in. There’s a slight bulge on your stomach where his dick reaches your womb with one quick thrust of his hips. A sob rips from your chest and tears well in your eyes as you struggle to focus on his face.

“Fuck, Kyo, more! Faster, harder—” Your wish is his command. Complying happily to your requests his breathing picks up and deepens with every thrust into your cunt, stretching you to fit his cock. Any other time you would have poked fun at him for cursing but he couldn’t help the hiss of fucks that slipped. Heavy balls slapped rhythmically against the curve of your ass, the sound of skin on skin and the slick squelching of your pussy was driving him mad. Screaming out his name as he fucks into the deepest parts of you he could feel your nails digging into his skin. Letting your legs go he let them fall open and tremble, leaning over you to capture your lips with his into a searing, desperate kiss. Your hands slipped around him to claw at his back as his hips drilled into you.

He kissed you with the fiery passion of his heart, melting against you and keeping himself up with his forearms on either side of your head. His weight is comfortable on top of you and he’s warm, sweat glistening on your skin and his, your slick sticking to his lower abdomen and coating his balls with each slap against you. You’re both a mess but haven’t a care in the world. Out here there’s no one but you, the trees, and the stars above.

His tongue tastes like heaven and you’re drunk on the flavor, hands grasping and tugging at whatever they could reach: his hair, his arms, the base of his wings. You wanted everything and more with this man, a life free of fighting and a life that you can be proud of. You pray to the gods above that when he fills your womb with his seed you’ll finally have that, the dream that’s been nothing but a fantasy for ages. Breaking the kiss you pull him down to press your lips to his pointed ear, cheek pressed to the side of his face and his hair clinging to your sweat covered skin. Your moans and squeals fill his head and he’s dizzy, his mouth biting down on where your neck meets your shoulder.

The pressure builds to the point of the dam bursting, essence spilling between the both of you as you gasp and cry, clinging onto him when your thighs and hips sputter. He picked up his pace, fucking more into you and grunting like an animal, still biting down onto you to the point he tastes blood. His hips faltered and stuttered, cock jumping against your squeezing walls until he released. Thick, white cum fills you to the point it oozes from your entrance where he still fucks you.

“Fuck—!" he unlatched himself from your shoulder and clenched his jaw as you milked him for all his worth, balls emptying deep within you. Kyojuro stays inside you when he comes to a stop, pushing himself up on his hands to hover your heaving form. Both of your bodies quake and shiver, your hands coming up to hold his face. His smile returned to his lips, bright and gleeful and a laugh bellowed in his chest. “I love you more than you could ever know, sweet one.” He purrs, leaning in for a chaste kiss.

Returning it in pecks between giggles, you hold your own smile. “And I love you, my beautiful creature.” He’s the fire to your water, the sun to your moon, your everything. He’s beautiful in all the ways that count, with the heart of a lion and a roar to match. When he slips out of you with a groan, you can feel the cum leaking from your hole and still feel the aftershocks of your orgasm. “We s-should clean up—"

“No, my love, it can wait until sunrise.” He rolls to lie beside you, a strong arm wrapping around you and pulling you closer to him. With your back against his chest he pulled the wool blanket over your bodies, settling with his face buried in your hair. He breathed you in deeply before letting out a long sigh. He can smell his mark that he left on your shoulder, his scent engrossing you and shielding you from anything that dares to threaten you. Only a fool would try to hurt a dragon’s mate. He’d lay down his life before anything could touch you. You sparked the fire in his heart and it would never fade.

⠀⠀ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝; 10/01/2021 | 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝; 10/02/2021

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extremelyblackandwhite · 2 years

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old tired lonely place | jefferson

PAIRING: ouat!jefferson x babysitter!reader

WARNINGS: age gap (jefferson is older than reader)

A/N: the brainchild of my concept and @starbuckie has arrived. this is dilf!jefferson at its finest. warnings, i did stray away a bit from canon by making grace/paige a toddler (2-3) and a few other ways that will be seen lately. this is also inspired by ms. taylor swift’s enchanted because i guess i am now beatrice taylor’s version.

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She looked at the clock on the living room, the ticking reverberating inside her head like a bomb. Tick, tick, tick. She’d never been this nervous for an interview before, yet again she’d never been a full time nanny before. She had gotten a degree in Childhood and Youth studies wanting to work in a nursery yet plans had changed, times had changed and in this town, her only choice was to either stay in line waiting to work at a daycare or look around for a better opportunity. The better opportunity came around once she saw a poster at the inn she was staying at for a full time nanny. She had studied children, so how hard could it be to adapt? In all honesty, she’d never done the nanny gig before but she had experience working in primary schools back home.

Nevertheless, the nerves were eating at her, the ticking merely exacerbating that feeling. This town just made her reckless, feel uneasy with everything that was happening. It was almost too perfect in a way that seemed fake. It looked as if someone had crafted this town from its layout to its people. Yet, she was merely an outsider, maybe it was just the nerves.

She looked up from her baby blue dress as the mother walked into the room, carrying a silver tray with a tea pot and a couple of tea cups. She stood there, smiling like a fool as the woman poured down the liquid into a cup, sliding it over to her.

- So, Y/N ... - she looked at the paper file in her hand, her CV printed in black ink. - You have a really nice CV.

- Thank you, m’am.

- I’m gonna be honest with you, Y/N. We’ve been looking for a nanny for a while now and we really need someone who’s gonna be here all the time.

- I’m the person for you, m’am. I just moved to town by myself so I can dedicate to the job as little or as much as you’d like me to.

- Would you like to meet Paige?

- I would love to.

She was once again left in that living room; looking around and trying to appear as calm as she could. However, she doubted she looked anything but calm. Her eyes looked around the small house, slightly moved out of town and closer to the deep woods that surrounded the town like some sort of fairy tail. The mother returned, hand in hand with a brown haired 2 year old who was sucking onto her blanket, looking around with the same confused eyes she had. Y/N smiled at the toddler who shied away with a child like guideness before letting go of her mother’s hand to walk up to her with those messy, fast and guiddy child like steps. Y/N leaned down to be at her level, a kind smile as the child hugged her leg as if they had known each other for ages.

- Hi, I’m Y/N, what’s your name?

- Paige. - she looked up from her leg, her curls bobbling up and down as she smiled with that toothy smile which made everyone light up. - Do you wanna see my toys?

- Sure.

The three year old held her hand, pulling her deeper into the house. It was a house like every single upper middle class house in any country painted in beige and white colours with embroidered portraits of sweet sayings. The little girl’s bedroom was painted in soft pinks with various toys from dolls, plushies to little wooden toys yet she ignored all those shiny, brand new toys to run to a plush bunny on the corner of the world. It was home-made, at least it looked like it with all the scraps of fabric and the buttons for eyes. Nevertheless, Paige ran up to it like an old friend, her chubby arms wrapping around the plushie. Y/N leaned to her level, standing on her knees, watching her hug that plushie like her life depended on it. It was quite sweet.

- Who is this dapper gentlemen? - she straightened the bunny’s jacket.

- Mr. Bunbun, this is Miss Y/N. - she said with a sheepish happiness. - She’s gonna be at our tea party today.

- She likes you. - the mother smiled from the door. - Can you watch her for a few trial hours while I do some grocery shopping?

- Of course. We’re gonna have fun, won’t we Paige?

The mother whose name she still hadn’t been told, left the two in the bedroom. Paige was a sweet girl, mostly playing around with her bunny and pretending to serve tea using a very small porcelain set of a tea pot and tea cups. Y/N enjoyed the time with the young girl, mostly playing along with her fantasy world and answering unasked questions from her plushies. Yet, she couldn’t shake this odd feeling, the same weird feeling she had felt the moment she had entered the house. Her eyes moved from the play table to the window. There was nothing there, there was merely the sight of forests and tall trees. There was nothing there but she felt watched, maybe the trees and animals were watching her. The twilight merely made the feeling even more overwhelming, as if something was glooming over the house.

The young girl started to get mellow, her arms wrapped around the bunny, her lips buried in the soft fur as her baby blue eyes started to flurry close. Y/N got up from the chair she was sat in, her arms wrapped around Paige as she picked her up to lay her in the equally soft pink bed. She pulled the comforter down, laying her down on the mattress before tucking her in. The bunny laid next to her as she fell asleep. Y/N remained by her side until the mother returned, then she left the room, closing the door behind her.

- What did you think? - the woman asked as the two of them stepped away from the room.

- Paige is a lovely girl. She’s very sweet, congratulations.

- In that case, me and my husband would love if you could be Paige’s nanny. We will put together the paperwork and Paige’s routine tomorrow. If you could pass by at 9AM, it would be lovely.

- Yes of course. - she smiled, shaking her hand. - Thank you for the opportunity.

She left the house with a spring in her step, even if the weather was pouring down rain into her navy blue cape. She had found a job, working with a lovely young girl and not even the rain coming down on her could break that happiness down. Y/N entered her car, putting the key on the ignition before driving into the small road through the woods which led to the centre of the town and to the small inn she was staying at.

Her eyes were on the road, windshield wiping at the water droplets, the road merely illuminated by the headlights. Normally, she would be listening to the radio, yet nothing was being picked up and the only thing she could hear was the rain and the wind. The wind was strong enough to almost rock her small car, and as she drove down the road surrounded by the forrest, a loud noise caused her car to stop. She twisted the key again yet her car refused to start up again.

- No, no. - she put the hood of her cape over her head, stepping out of the car.

The rain drenched her cape, running down her legs and arms as she made her way to the front of the car to lift the hood up. Smoke came out and while she realised that meant something was clearly wrong. She mumbled a few more no’s to herself before entering the car again. She fished for her phone, hoping this town had road side assistance; however, it didn’t matter if it did as her phone caught no signal at all and there didn’t seem to be a roadside phone for her to call emergency services.

Her fists punched the steering wheel, her forehead leaning on it as her brain rushed through what she could do. There was nothing she could do. She could try walk back into town but there were no lights and she didn’t know the way, she could attempt to walk back to where she had come from but she couldn’t. She remained there for what felt like hours until a knock on her window startled her. She couldn’t make up who it was and as she rolled down the window, the face of a handsome man came into view. He couldn’t be too old, probably in his early to mid 30s, wearing plums and burgundy fabrics.

- You alright there? - he flashed her a white smile.

- My car’s broken. - she fully looked at him. Jefferson was taken aback as he completely looked at her, her hair wet and clung to her face but she still had this look of someone painted by a book illustration. The short blue dress covered by a navy cape. - Is there no signal in this town?

- This is the woods, darling.

- You don’t happen to be a mechanic, do you? - she had soft eyes, the eyes of a dreamer. It almost made him forget it.

- No, darling, but you can try call roadside assistance from my house if you want.

- How do you know I can trust you? - she furrowed her brows at this stranger; yet again, the town had this weird hospitality.

- It’s either that or standing here isn’t it? - he watched the cogs in her brain turn, her teeth munch of her lip as she pondered the offer. - I promise I’m not some weird serial killer.

- That’s what a weird serial killer would say.

She pulled her window up before unlocking her car door. Stepping out, he understood why the love sick couple had hired her, she looked like the stereotypical nanny in light blue and white Mary Jane shoes. Even her hair was pushed away from the face, the hair tied in a black piece of satin fabric. She definitely looked like she was good enough to watch over a child.

- I’m Jefferson.

- Y/N.

- I live just a few minutes into the forest, just follow me.

This was the best option she had of getting somewhere and not perishing inside her car. Nevertheless, she kept her distance behind him, following like a scared rabbit but still investigating him, almost copying his likelihood for her mind to keep. He looked detached from everything else, like the perfect, perfect town hadn’t decided to tell him of the colour palette or the silhouette. If everything was pastel and spring/summer, he was dark and reds. It was almost like he walked the line between darkness and warmth. She felt like he was capable of warmth, of care yet everything was kept hidden and locked away.

His home reflected it but also spoke of a longing, of a design which was lacking something. The house was certainly beautiful, like something out a gothic romance or maybe the type of home Mrs de Winter described. Like a hidden Manderley with the same amount of tragedy to it.

- Do you want anything to drink?

- No, I’m fine. - she messed with her found, finding she had enough signal to call for assistance with the car. - Do you mind?

- No, go ahead.

Jefferson watched her from his kitchen, examining her microscopically. She sure fit the description of the sweet, innocent woman but he still didn’t know if to trust her, if to believe she was the best. Nevertheless, he felt an odd magnetic link to her, as if he needed to keep watching her. Well, he did, after all she was a stranger looking after his young daughter. His, not that couple’s, his Grace, not Paige, not anything else they called her. This woman was as much as his enemy as that couple was. Yet, there was magnetism. She lowered the phone, happy with her resolution.

- They’re coming to get my car. - she told him from the living room. - I should get going.

- Of course.

- Goodbye, Jefferson.

- Goodbye, darling.

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sin-of-jess · 3 years

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Masterlist

This is a basic start, I plan on prettying this up as I add more to my work! If there’s any mistake’s or errors in the links please let me know so I can fix it!

Fairy Tail

Natsu

NSFW-ish scenario-Playfulness

Gray

NSFW scenario-Dominating his disobedient/teasing S/O

Lucy Heartfilia

Headcanon- Reacting to Celestial spirits trying to get her and crush together

Erza

Headcanon-Flinching in a fight

Headcanon-Finds out crush is afraid of them

Headcanon-Crushing on the same person as Mirajane

Headcanon-Having a shy and sweet S/O

Relationship Headcanons x gender neutral reader

NSFW Headcanons x male reader

Mirajane

Headcanon-Flinching in a fight

Headcanon-Non Mage S/O seeing her magic after Mirajane hides it

Headcanon-Crushing on the same person as Erza

NSFW Headcanons x male reader

Relationship Headcanons x gender neutral reader

Cana

Headcanon-Finding out S/O can out drink her

NSFW headcanon x male reader

Relationship Headcanons

Juvia

Headcanon-Overhearing people saying they feel sorry for her S/O

Relationship headcanons

NSFW headcanons x male reader

Kagura

NSFW scenario- Cockwarming x male reader

Lisanna

NSFW headcanon x male reader

Relationship Headcanons

Lucy

NSFW headcanons x male reader

Relationship Headcanons

Aquarius

Relationship Headcanons

NSFW Headcanon x male reader

Virgo

Relationship Headcanons

NSFW Headcanon x male reader

Aries

Relationship Headcanons

NSFW Headcanon x male reader

My Hero Acadamia

Shouta Aizawa

SFW Scenario-Early mornings

Sero Hanta

NSFW Scenario- Cockwarming x Female Reader

Shoto Todoroki

NSFW Scenario

Overhaul

NSFW Scenario

Dabi

NSFW Scenario

Mirio Togata

NSFW Scenario

Bakugo Katsuki

NSFW Scenario

Fatgum{Taishiro Toyomitsu}

NSFW Scenario

Hawks(Keigo Takami)

NSFW Scenario

Twice{Jin Bubaigawara}

NSFW Scenario

Tomura Shigaraki

NSFW Scenario

Yayorozu Momo

NSFW Scenario- Car sex x male reader

Pro-Hero Sirius

NSFW Scenario- Giving handjob in public

Fuyumi Todoroki

SFW Scenario- Injured!gender neutral x reader

NSFW Scenario- Rough shower sex x dom! male reader

NSFW Scenario- Mirror Sex x male reader

Himiko Toga

NSFW Scenario- Dom Toga x male reader

Nejire Hado

NSFW Scenario-Mirror sex x dom! male reader

NSFW Scenario- Facesitting x male reader

Mt. Lady

NSFW Scenario- x female reader

Rumi Usagiyama{Mirko}

NSFW Scenario- Touch starved Female x reader

Miscellaneous

NSFW Scenario- Kirishima-Sero-Kaminari foursome

Black Clover

Yami Sukehiro

NSFW Scenario

One Piece

Sanji Vinsmoke

NSFW Scenario- x chubby! Female reader

SFW Scenario- Fluff

Roronoa Zoro

NSFW Scenario

Fire Force

Benimaru Shinmon

NSFW Scenario

Maki Oze

NSFW Headcanon- x male reader

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro

SFW Scenario-Hearing their S/O say I love you for the first time

Zenitsu

SFW Scenario-Hearing their S/O say I love you for the first time

Inosuke

SFW Scenario-Hearing their S/O say I love you for the first time

K/DA

Ahri

NSFW Headcanons

NSFW Scenario- Edging x male reader

Evelynn

NSFW Headcanons

Akali

NSFW Headcanons

Kai’sa

NSFW Headcanons

Hunter X Hunter

Illumi Zoldyck

NSFW Scenario

Sk8 to Infinity

Cherry

SFW Scenario-Fluff

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo

SFW Scenario- Fluff

Nanami Kento

SFW Scenario

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kiame-sama · 4 years

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Master List 2

Blue Exorcist:

Mephisto:

Yandere Mephisto x defiant female

Yandere Mephisto x Human reader

Yandere Mephisto x Self Depreciating Reader

Player- Yandere Mephisto x Reader

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Clingy Cuddles

Yandere Mephisto x Lechuza Reader

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Quarantine fic/headcannons

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Jealousy Headcannons

Yandere Mephisto x Dark Fairy Reader- Headcannons

Yandere Mephisto x Vampire Reader

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Missed Phone-calls

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Joking With Mephisto About Breaking Up

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Mephisto Acting Hurt/Sick

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Someone Flirts w/ Reader

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Reader Period

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Mephisto and Reader Argue

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Personalized Playboy

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Mephisto Kidnapping Reader

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Sweet NSFW

Yandere Mephisto x Reader- Stalking Reader

Yandere!Stalker!Mephisto x Reader

Yandere!Mephisto x Pregnant!Reader

Amaimon:

Yandere! Amaimon x Reader NSFW

Yandere Amaimon x human reader

Soft Amaimon x Reader

Yu-Gi-Oh!:

Atem:

Servant’s Loyalty- Atem x Male! Reader X Akefia Lemon NSFW

SNK/Attack on Titan:

Mikasa:

The Wall - Futa! Mikasa x Short! Male! Reader Forced! NSFW

Helsing:

Random Headcannons

Alucard:

Yandere!Alucard x Succubus!Reader Lemon

Yandere!Alucard x Reader NSFW Hc

The Dark Pictures:

Curator:

Rewriting The Story- Yandere!Curator x Reader

Other Tumblr users/OCs:

@yandereaffections

Agapito Adolfo x Reader

Yandere! Agapito x Reader

Yandere! Javier x Reader

My Yandere OCs:

All:

The Boys- Initial Concepts

The Boys- Darling Preference?

Carlos and Jackson- Jealous Hc

The Boys- General Treatment Hc

The Boys- Supernatural Creatures Hc

Carlos and Jackson- Kinks? NSFW

The Boys- Darling Has Conditions Hc

Evan and Jackson- Lolita Fashion Darling

Jackson and Evan- Kinks? NSFW

The Boys- Propose?

The Boys- Pregnant Darling?

The Boys- Being Flirted With While With Darling

The Boys- Darling Tries to Cook

The Boys- Kinks? NSFW

The Boys- TicTok

The Boys- Revealing Swimsuit

The Boys- Athletic Darling

The Boys- Playing With Their Hair

The Boys- First Time NSFW

The Boys- Makeup?

The Boys- Caught Jerking-off NSFW

Evan and Jackson- Darling Reading Erotica NSFW

The Boys- Fluff

Evan and Carlos- Jealous

The Boys- Ideal Date

The Boys- Being Walked In On

Introducing The Ladies!

Everyone- Darling Being Flirted With

Everyone- How They Met Darling

Walter:

N/A

Evan:

Evan x Reader- Kinks Hc NSFW

Evan x Reader- Shy Male Darling Hc

Evan x Chubby!Reader Hc

Evan x Reader- Other Mafia Takes Interest

Evan x Reader- Feeder Kinks NSFW

Evan x Reader- Darling Trying to Lose Weight

Evan x Reader- Phone?

Evan x Reader- Remove Collar

D, I, R- Even x Reader

Why Sparkle?

F, G, J, M- Evan x Reader

D, G, H, L- Evan x Reader

Evan x Reader- Fluff

Carlos:

Carlos- Darling Hiding Hc

Carlos- Kinks? NSFW

A, J, K, Q- Carlos x Reader

A, E, F, L, O- Carlos x Reader

Jackson:

A, E, J, L- Jackson x Reader

A, G, I- Jackson x Reader

Jackson x Reader- Stressed Darling

Jackson x Fem!Dom!Reader

Amira:

N/a

Kaya:

n/a

Hada:

n/a

Julie:

n/a

My Preferences/About Me/Favorite Yanderes:

A few Fav Yanderes for Yandere Alphabet A/I/K/L/P

Makeup?

2 Brain Cells

Parental Yanderes

Do I like Older Men?

How Much Do I Sleep?

What Is My Narcolepsy Like?

Pajamas?

Longest Sleep?

Fav Food/Drink

Me and My Bestie

My Dumb Doodles:

I found my bandana!

On my way to write more fics, y'all

Fanfic Feels

Don’t Wake Sleeping Gods

New Dumpster

Mephistopheles Tail

Cake

My Dumpster

Toothless

Gravity Falls

Rough Monster Trio

My Cats as Simon’s Cat Art-Style

My DBZ OC

My KNY OC

Fluffy Dragon

Lia is Stuck

Drider Chrollo

Naga Illumi

My Adult-Trio OC

Pride Fawns

Quaints Mushroom Forest

Monster!Yandere!Adult-trio x Bunny-girl!Reader (Rough)

Myself and Silva

Glass and Stone

Monster!Yandere!Adult-trio x Bunny-girl!Reader (mildly better)

#Kiame-sama #masterlist part 2

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honeypirate · 3 years

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..........Organization Station..........

Pls be 16+ if you follow and block the #steamy tag if you’re a minor

My most recent work (aone x chubby reader collab)

Look at this!!! They drew Tendou from my fic!!(most important link here)

Masterlists

Requests! Closed but feel free to send in messages :)

Rules for requests- no smut. No major violence. Nothing gross. No poly or m, Only fem or gn.

Inbox count - 22 or so

My Hero Academia Masterlist

Fire Force Masterlist

Haikyuu Masterlist

Naruto Masterlist

Bungou Stray Dogs Masterlist

Fairy Tail Masterlist

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Black Clover Masterlist

KNB Masterlist

420 event (event fics only linked here)

777 Oracle Event (event fics only linked here)

Beel x chef obey me

Miscellaneous links

@/ceo-of-daichi’s Curves and Kisses collab

Character playlists. My flower garden

Super power list! ; A superpower list I’m making of cool powers to write into reader quirks for MHA fics!

Honey’s Fic Recs!

Naruto wallpapers

Honey’s anime list

A list of what I’m watching/watched/want to watch

Alsoooo do you wanna be my anon? let me know🥺

Dividers I have used

line dividers - various dividers - peach dividers

#honeys navi

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sunshinesukuna · 4 years

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stuck by you

first part of the stuck series

pairing: child!miya atsumu x child!reader

genre: fluff

inspiration: Stand By Me Doraemon (2014, dir. Takashi Yamazaki, Ryuichi Yagi), Sunflower – Post Malone, Swae Lee

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The plush dog sits happily on your lap as you go get another cat plush to accompany it. Atsumu flips through a picture book filled with bright plants and animals. He doesn’t to be paying it much attention, much preferring to space out and observe the children around him. Not that he cared about them much either.

“Let’s have a tea party Mr. Meow!” you say gruffly in poor impersonation of a dog’s voice. You wiggle the dog plush with your chubby 4 year old fingers.

“What’s that?” As if listening to something it had said, you put it to your ears before nodding. The soft wool of the plush tickles your ears.

“Sure! I’ll invite ‘Tsumu.” The cat plush bounces and down in your hand until its centimeters between Atsumu’s face. The said boy in question looked up from his storybook. He pulls himself up with chubby child limbs.

“Please come to my tea party, Mr. Atsumu!” you said. Instead of replying, Atsumu furrows his eyebrows.

“Don't wanna,” Atsumu says. Your heart drops for a second. He doesn’t want to play with kiddie toys, does he? you think. But he disperses your doubts with a cool wave of his hand.

“You gotta play Power Rangers with me first!” He picks up a toy sword from the ground and starts poking you with it. You giggle as you pick up Mr. Meow.

“In the name of Mr. Meow, I will never forgive you!” You pick up Mr. Meow and hold him in front of you. Atsumu taps you here and there with his toy sword, amusing the both of you. It continues on for a little while, you and Atsumu play-stabbing one another. The classroom is basked in the light of youth and laughter as the other children have fun playing.

You bend down to pick up the the cat plush when another little hand pushes yours away. “You’re not playing with this, right?” a boy says.

His boyish eyes are asking you “Can I have it?” all so sweetly. Foolish selfishness wins. He holds the cat plush almost accusingly in your face, like dangling a carrot in front of a rabbit. It’s unfair, but your heart tells you to go grab it, even though the horde of other toy animals behind you lay untouched.

You reach for it, but it’s yanked away from your grasp by the boy. “Thank you!” he cried hurriedly while rushing back to his friends. They hold the poor cat by its thin tail while hacking away at it with plastic wands.

Fat tears make their way down your chubby cheeks. Stopping them is a herculean task right now. You peers notice you crying and some of them join too, baffled and worried. Has the world ended? It feels like that’s what’s happened. Without Mr. Meow, there was no one sufficient enough to host the tea party! What would the guests say? You weren’t about to disgrace Mr. Meow’s honorable family by not saving him from the malicious monster that had Mr. Meow is his grasp.

"Give it back!” your hero cries out.

SMACK! The sound rings clear and loud throughout the entire classroom. The mere sound stops the racket of chatter and play that once went on happily inside. Everyone turns their eyes to you two. As you look up, you realize that the assailant has those familiar eyes that seem to know a little too much for how old they are. Sure enough, he stands with an irritated face at the boy who took your beloved plush.

The poor thief was now sprawled on the floor. A hand was on his cheek, trying to heal the small welt that had marred his previously untainted skin. Before anything of you can do anything, a teacher comes over and separates the two of them before another brawl can break out.

“Atsumu-kun! We do not hit people!” she chastises.

“He took away her plushie before she could say anything!” Atsumu’s under-developed consonants makes his warning seem insignificant, but even an adult could see that this kid was out for blood— given the right situation.

“Well we can fix that without hitting people!” the teacher says.

Atsumu looks at the ground, then at you. Tears were still leaking out of your eyes over your jaw that was still on the floor from his sudden show of chivalry. Atsumu snatches the cat plushie off the ground and shoves it into your hands. He refuses to meet your eyes.

“And Yuuji-kun!” The teacher moves to your other classmate, ready to grill him.

Eventually, the teacher has them both apologize to one another and Yuuji apologize to you as well. She stands them in front of the other. Atsumu has a sour look on his face, while Yuuji isn’t looking the slightest bit hurt.

“(Y/N), I’m sorry for taking your toy and hurting your feelings,” Yuuji said. He bounces back and forth on the balls of his feet while apologizing. It’s amazing that there is no twinge of reluctance in his voice. If you closed your eyes, you wouldn’t even believe that he in the act of begging forgiveness. He’s a child that’s ready to sacrifice his pride for the fun, alright.

“it’s–hic! It’s okay,” you say. The teacher gives Atsumu an expectant glare. He doesn’t budge. She sighs.

“Atsumu, apologize!” the teacher commands. Atsumu folds his hands over his chest.

“Why should I apologize?” he asks defiantly. “I was making sure she got her toy back! And he made her cry!” He goes on another tirade, pointing out how Yuuji stole the last apple juice box when the teacher specifically said that it was going to be saved for the next day and several of Yuuji’s other kiddy sins. Tired of all the conflict, you put a hand on Atsumu’s shoulder.

“Atsumu-kun,” you say. “I’m okay.” He gives you a confused stare.

“But he made you cry!” Atsumu protests. The teacher crouches down next to him and points to you.

“(Y/N) isn’t crying anymore, right, ‘Tsumu?” she asks. Atsumu shakes his head. “Do you think you can apologize to Yuuji-kun, now?”

Atsumu puckers his lips into a childish pout. He lowers his head, refusing to make eye contact with Yuuji. The other boy doesn’t seem to mind. He smiles apologetically at Atsumu.

“I’m... sorry,” he says. It’s a low mutter, but just enough so that the teacher and Yuuji can hear it. The teacher lets the three of you go with a small sigh before attending to the other children.

The both of you have now calmed down and are flipping through a storybook about witches and knights. You open a page which depicts a cartoon princess in a puffy pink dress wailing in fright. The colors are vibrant and the dress extravagant enough to keep you hanging on the page for five solid minutes.

“Oi, flip the page already!” Atsumu says. You shoot him a dirty look, but you comply anyways.

On the next page, a cliche knight in shining armor comes to rescue her from the evil dragon that’s keeping her hostage. With a thrust of his sword and the help of a magical fairy, they rush into a peach-orange sunset inside a cream carriage. How cliché.

Deciding that you’re bored with the book, you throw it away. You pull your little body up to face Atsumu.

“Hey, ‘Tsumu... Why did you hit him back there?” you ask. Atsumu looks at you like your teeth had grown five times their original size. He sits up to meet your eyes.

“Because you’re my friend!” he says. To him, it’s the most obvious thing in the entire world. A blatant fact that everyone should know. But a fact that the person in question only has the faintest inkling of.

If Atsumu has to scream it from every one of the mountains in the world he will. His young brain already knows that he will do it, even if the cause is an ant compared to the hulking whale of the world’s problems. Because what bigger problem is there than his best friend that doesn’t know that they’re his friend?

“And if anyone wants to hurt my friend, they have to go through me first!” He says it arrogantly, but his arrogance is rooted in confidence of his beliefs and abilities. Atsumu may be a proud little kid, but this proud little kid was going to stick by you wether you like it or not.

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