#for anon 🖤

[kitten4sannie]

I want your thoughts on this: how big do you think the members of Ateez are? Like in inches what’s your rough guess?

this is honestly one of my favorite asks i’ve ever gotten sjjshdbd. i discussed this with some friends so i’ll be giving my official guesstimates from biggest to smallest. also just as a disclaimer, this is all for shits and giggles, also realistically they’re prob all average to small but it’s okay to dream :’)

the biggest would be yunho ofc bc i support the monster cock yunnie agenda <3 i would like to believe that he’s around 9 inches soft, 11-12 inches hard and boy is it thick and heavy like man’s def packing some heat so his partner would require a lot of prep and ofc yunnie has no problem providing that <3

second biggest would be mingi duhhhh he’s a big boy after all so he def has to have a big cock esp considering he’s one of the twin towers so i would guess that it’s around 8.5 inches soft and 9-10 inches hard. i’d like to imagine that yungi have an annual dick measuring contest in the group shower but that’s another thought for another day <3

third place goes to sannie ✨ as the infamous dick grabber in the group he def has to have something to show off considering the amount of times he’s rubbed himself during the inception choreo or just causally groped himself for funsies. i would say it’s around 8 inches soft maybe 8.5-9 inches hard?? and it’s got a pretty prominent vein leading up to the head (not that i have photographic evidence or anything …. haha…ha…)

in fourth place is seonghwa who i think would have the prettiest cock at maybeee 7.5 inches?? and in my bestie’s opinion (love you mwah <3) would be tan and smooth bc of his melanin and would be a little darker at the tip. fsr i feel like it would be really sensitive too and it would only take a couple strokes for him to be gasping and gripping his partner’s wrist, whispering, “s-slow down, baby…” <3

anywaysss, in fifth place is yeosang and he def has the second prettiest dick fs. it’s prob skinnier than thick at 7 inches, and it prob gets really pink and shiny at the tip when he’s hard. it’s prob got a little curve to it tooooo uwu

in sixth place is jongho who i want to believe is a grower. at 5 inches soft, it’s nothing to write home about but boyyyy when baby bear gets all hot and bothered it grows to a hefty 7.5 and it’s def thick, esp right around the head. it’d def burn a bit when he first pushes it in so he always has to go slow for his baby <3

in seventh place is captain hongjoong who i believe would have had the most average sized cock out of all of them at 6 inches soft and 6.5-7 inches hard. it’d prob be a bit on the thicker side, rather than thin and long. i’d like to imagine he has a few little freckles on it too hehe.

and finally our beloved brat wooyoung is at the bottom just like the good lord intended <3 i’d like to imagine that woo’s dick is small, cute, and fun-sized. maybe around 4 inches soft and 5 inches hard and since it’s so petite like him, he can easily palm himself to orgasm or sit on his partner’s lap and rut against their thigh or lower abdomen until he shoots his cute little load everywhere <33

#ask #for anon 🖤 #ateez #ateez hard thoughts #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez hard asks #ateez scenarios

[xob1tchs]

hiya! Can I request a smut of Ethan carving his name into the readers leg and then accidentally cumming inside but the reader doesn’t really mind It

my oh my

pairing; fem!reader x ethan landry

warnings; cock warming, pet names, unprotected sex, pain kink (?), name carving, lil blood, cream pie, unedited so spelling & grammar errors.

a/n; title inspo here :9 this is shorter than I’d like it be but what can ya do!? anyways, hope u like! enjoyyyyy xx

You’re not sure how you ended up this position. Or actually, you totally are. You were a fool to trust Ethan when he’d slipped into your bed, hands wandering your body, begging in a quiet voice to feel you. Just wanna be in you, I promise. He’d said, and the warmth from his breath on your neck mixed with the smell of his sweat and cologne had made you a a little dizzy, so you mindlessly agreed.

Now? Well now you’re back is pressed to your wall, and your legs are thrown over Ethan’s, because he’s sat infront of you - and kind of below you, with his cock stuffed inside of you, and his hands holding your thigh down as he traces a thin needle along the soft and untouched skin.

The pain is faint, similar to getting a tattoo, but you still find yourself squirming as he begins the last letter of his name; almost carved into your skin completely. You’re sure when it heals it’ll scar but eventually fade, and that’s the only reason you agreed when Ethan muttered the idea into your ear - but with the way your pussy clenches everytime the needle tears your skin, you’re beginning to think the pain is what has your pussy leaking around the base of his huge cock.

“It’s gonna look so good baby, I’m almost finished” eathan coos, cock twitching inside of you, pulsating at how you whine his name, rolling your hips gently, pussy suctioning around his cock like a vice.

His hands shake as he finishes off the last letter, humming as he tosses the needle away, and when he mumbles that he’s done - you find yourself mewling at the sight, blood dribbling down from the fresh letters, skin stinging and tingling.

“Will you let me?” You ask, shifting forward to straddle him, wincing at the feeling of his skin against your own. His hips jut up into you, cock head caressing the sweet spot deep inside of you, and you cry out.

He laughs under his breath, nose knocking against yours as you begin to shakily bounce up and down on his cock “I’d wear your name around my neck if you asked” he smiles into your mouth, relishing in the way wetness seeps down his balls with every word he speaks.

When that coil begins to wind in his tummy and he feels his cock begin to twitch he knows he’s about to cum, his hands gripping your love handles harshly, lips parting in warning — but you continue to bounce on him with no intention to stop, and before he can say anything he feels himself come undone. His cock twitches and pulsates inside of you, thick white ropes of semen coating your gummy walls, gushing out around the base of his cock when you hit your own high, gushing down his balls and staining your comforter.

“Oh shit baby- I didn’t mean to-“

Your lips cut him off, kissing him gently and longingly, fingers cradling his face gently as you pull away and smile at him sweetly “it’s fine e, been wanting you to cum inside anyways” you shrug, and he finds the words insanely hot, soft cock seemingly standing back to life — already ready for round two.

#scream iv #scream 6 #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #scream smut #🖤 ; lex talks 2 anons! #my inbox 🫧

[voxsremotec0ck]

I JUST GOT AN IDEA

THE READER AND VOX WERE JUST CHILLING IN THE BED.

READER IS JUST SITTING THERE LOOKING AT VOX DREAMILY WHILE HER HEAD RESTS ON HER CHEEK

AND VOX IS JUST THERE PASSIONATELY RAMBLING ABOUT SHARKS WHILE THE READER IS ADMIRING HIM AND TAKING EVERY WORD HE SAYS

AHHHHSJDUDKDYDJJFD

-🖤

CHUCYHF SO CUTE

“-and I mean you know how much I love hammerhead sharks.” Vox rambles on, his left hand waving enthusiastically while his right arm held you against his chest.

It was late in the evening and the two of you were laying in bed, curled up together and talking about anything and everything. It wasn’t until your pet shark-dog Vark jumped up to join the cuddle session that the conversation shifted to sharks.

Your boyfriend could go on for hours about random shark facts and how misunderstood the creatures are. So you just lay on his chest, petting Vark, and listen to his ramblings like a bedtime story.

Vox was cute when he got excited about something, and you wouldn’t ruin it for anything. Even if you have heard these facts multiple time.

We don’t take into account just how much of a NERD this mf is honestly

#hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #hazbin vox x reader #vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel vox #🖤 anon #ᯤ answers

[pathologicalreid]

If your down could u write an imagine where reader is new to the bau and Spencer is just coming back from jail and he makes reader nervous and when he notices he starts to mess with her nothing to wild but he teases her every now and again -🖤

drop | S.R.

in which reid seems to be there every time you drop something

who? spencer reid x fem!BAU!reader

category: fluff

content warnings: fluff, lighthearted teasing, clumsiness, obliviousness, reader is mentioned to be shorter than 5'7" (sorry it just worked for the story)

word count: 1.1k

a/n: hey anon! thanks for requesting, i think i may have verged away from the request on accident. also this is the one i posted about earlier that had been deleted by word so i had to rewrite it and therefore it's not very thoroughly proofread. hope you enjoy.

It came as a shock, most people needed to apply to the BAU and even then, they spent years trying to get in. You had gotten a call four months ago and were told you were leaving IOD in the Hoover building and would be expected at the BAU the next morning.

Years ago, you had a run-in with Emily Prentiss while she was heading Interpol in London, but you didn’t think she remembered you – let alone wanted to work with you. She brought you on to the team to help catch Peter Lewis

Now, Peter Lewis was dead, and Spencer Reid had been exonerated. You thought your time with the team was done, but when Emily caught you packing up your things, she told you she had no intentions of sending you back to the International Operation Division.

So, you made yourself comfortable at your desk across from Luke’s, even adding a picture of your family, just to make it seem a little lived-in.

It was something you’d had drilled into your head by your father: if you’re not early, you’re late. That was the reason why you were usually the first to the BAU, only sometimes being beaten by Dr. Reid.

Penelope said he was harmless, but that didn’t change the fact that he made you nervous. Not nervous in the sense that you were scared of him, but nervous in the way that he was something of a legend in the FBI.

Even more so since his recent release from prison.

You felt a sort of disconnect from the team when it came to them trying to get Reid out of prison, whenever Nadie Ramos came up in conversation, you picked up your files on Mr. Scratch and distracted yourself. Of course, you helped where you were needed, but you didn’t know him like they did.

This particular morning, you had beaten him to the office, taking your spot at your desk and flipping through a file you had abandoned in the name of sleep last night. A slight crash made you jump so badly that you fumbled with the papers in an attempt to not drop them. You looked up to see Spencer had dropped his bag on his desk, “Good morning, Y/N.” He greeted you.

Blankly, you stare at him for a moment before giving him a half smile. “Good morning, Dr. Reid,” you responded.

“I told you that you could just call me Reid, or Spencer,” he said, sitting down at his own desk.

Nodding, you found yourself interested in your coffee cup. “Yes, you did,” you took a deep breath. “Good morning, Spencer,” you tried again, offering him a fuller smile.

That seemed to appease him for now because he flipped open his own files and started inspecting them.

As you were preparing for the 10 o’clock debrief, you found yourself in the office kitchenette, pouring a cup of coffee from the pot that had been brewed an indeterminate number of minutes ago. Vaguely aware of the person standing behind you, you turned around to find Spencer, holding his own mug in both hands. “Oh! Hey,” you said, mentally smacking the palm of your hand to your forehead.

You moved out of the way as you added cream to your mug, watching as Spencer poured his coffee and followed it up with an almost equal amount of sugar. As you were about to make your way to the round table room, Spencer spoke, “You know, before 1975 you wouldn’t even have been able to be an FBI agent.”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you stopped in your tracks and turned to face him, “Wait, what? Why?”

“Before 1975 people shorter than 5’7” couldn’t be FBI agents,” He responded plainly, but there was a bit of mischief in his eyes.

You looked at him curiously, warmth flooding your cheeks. You stammered something about being late and rushed to the roundtable room, taking your usual spot next to Luke, and watching what Garcia presented to you—pretending not to notice Spencer across the table from you.

The BAU had been asked to consult on a case, but there were no precincts that had asked the team to make a trip to them. You had finished the paperwork on a recently closed case and got up to bring it to Emily, stuffing the papers in a file folder, you turned around and ran into Spencer. “Sorry!” You squeaked out, dropping to the floor to pick up the papers. To your surprise, he crouched down next to you and helped to pick up the papers. “Oh, jeez, now they’re all out of order,” you moped, setting the papers back down on your desk.

“It was my fault,” Spencer said. The honesty in his voice made your shoulders slouch.

Shaking your head, you smiled at him, “It’s okay, Spencer. They’re just papers.”

He looked at you like there was something more he wanted to say, but he didn’t, he just turned from your desk and walked out of the bullpen, leaving you staring.

When you finally brought your papers to Emily, she asked you to close the door behind you. Patiently, you stood in her office while she added your file to the menacing pile she kept on her desk. “I’ve been meaning to ask how you’re doing. With the BAU, I mean,” she told you, leaning over her desk.

“Good, I think. I’ve gotten very few complaints so far,” you told her, unable to help the uneasiness you felt. Had someone said something?

Emily nodded, her dark hair shining with the movement, “Good, I haven’t heard anything negative about you at all. Which is actually uncommon for the BAU.”

You let the rest of the day pass, but as the team trickled out of the bullpen, only you, Emily, and Spencer were left.

At the sound of rustling, you looked over to see that Spencer was packing up his things and putting them into his familiar leather bag. Resting your cheek on your hand, you went back to your case file, marking thoughts in the margins.

Jumping when something hit your desk, making the metal rattle, you dropped your pen on the ground. Peering up to see Spencer giving you a lopsided smile before he bent down to pick up your pen, “Hey, at least you didn’t drop a bunch of papers again.”

You flushed as your eyes followed him out the glass doors of the BAU, turning around to see Emily watching on, leaning on the railing outside her office, looking between you and Spencer as if she knew something you didn’t.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfic #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #criminal minds fluff #emily prentiss #spencer reid imagine #written by margot #margot's asks #criminal minds request #spencer reid fanfiction #🖤 anon

[sea-lanterns]

Idk about you, but the idea of being between Columbina and Arlecchino is one of the hottest things I can think of. Both of them working together to dominate you would be so good. I feel like Columbina would be riding your face while Arlecchino’s between your legs either with a strap or just her fingers/mouth.

~🖤

Nnnnghh I want to write a whole fic based on this concept, but for now you can have my scatter-brained thoughts…

Columbina and Arlecchino just messing you up and dominating you until your legs are all wobbly and your jaw is sore :(

nsfw under the cut—————————

Oh to have Arlecchino pounding away between your legs with the biggest strap on she can find. She’s just so mean to you as she grips your hips tightly and groans into your ear, whispering in that husky voice of hers as she says “fuckin’ take it like a good little girl.”

Meanwhile, Columbina is grinding her cunt against your face and humming in pleasure whilst grabbing your hair. She’s even more rough than Arlecchino, as the Damselette won’t stop until you’re drooling and suffocating on her folds like the needy one you were. “Look how pretty she is, Arle…!” Columbina would coo, lifting her pussy up from your tongue to show that fucked out expression on your face to the Knave. “All drooling and whining for me like a rabbit in heat. So pretty…”

Arlecchino grunts and slams her hips forward, the cockhead of her strap ramming against your insides and causing a bulge to form in your belly.

“Nngh!” You gasp and instinctively cling to Columbina’s thighs, moaning and crying from how rough Arlecchino was thrusting. “Keep riding her, ‘Bina. Want her sobbing by the end of this.”

Columbina simply smiles and hums in agreement.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.”

She smothers your face again with her hips and begins riding your tongue with pleasure. Your body left to be manhandled by your female Harbingers as the distant glow of the Tsaritsa watches you break under her underlings <3

#🫧hydration station #🖤 anon #arlecchino smut #arlecchino x reader #columbina smut #columbina x reader

[smeagles]

gud evening! (said like dracula)

#🧛🖤🦇 #requested by anon! #gerard way #my chemical romance #mcr #return #the foundations of decay #mcrla4 #gif #edit #my post #flashing warning #eye strain

[depravedprincess26]

Oh baby girl, if I was your neighbor I’d definitely be sneaking into your house tonight. I’d be so fucking hard after hearing you moaning like a slut and begging for Daddy’s cock while you played with yourself.

I’d sneak in after you fall asleep and find your vibrator on your bedroom floor. I bet you didn’t even bother putting your panties back on after you finishing cumming, did you kitten? It be so easy for me to hold down your hands above your head and press your vibrator against your bare cunt, turn it on at max speed. And once you wake up and start screaming and begging me to stop, I’ll shove my cock in your mouth. I’ll fuck your throat nice and slowly, letting you gag and choke on my cock while I rub your little clit with your vibrator.

Once you’ve cum like that a couple times I’ll throw the vibrator to the side and tell you to beg for Daddy’s cock just like you were before. If you refuse, I’ll just have to pry your legs open and spank your cunt until you start begging. I wonder how over sensitive and sore your little cunnies gonna be when I finally rape it, princess? Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to shove my fingers in your mouth so you can’t scream too loudly when Daddy forces his 8in cock inside you. And then of course I’ll grab the vibrator again, because good girls cum when they’re being raped by Daddy’s cock. Isn’t that right, little one?

Sleep well, baby. See you in a couple hours 🖤

Oh fuck 🥺 This made me so wet and I haven’t even recovered from my last orgasm. I need this so badly. I didn’t put my panties back on 🙈 I’ve just been laying in bed with my big night shirt on and nothing underneath. And my door is unlocked so I guess it would be super easy for you to sneak it and rape me 🤭

Your cock would be too big tho, Daddy. I’ve actually never taken 8in before. I don’t think it would fit inside my little cunnie, I would end up crying and screaming so much if you tired to force the whole thing in 🥺

Guess I’ll go to sleep now and try my best to not fantasize about waking up to a stranger holding me down and forcing me to cum with his cock down my throat…

#depravedprincess26 #princess’s asks #anon ask #🖤 anon

[wndaswife]

Thinking about princess Wanda and how she would get jealous when she sees r laughing with one of the other gardeners. She’d probably huff and tell r to get back to work (swoon)

Also, hey there! I just started interacting with ppl on here. May I claim 🖤 as my anon emoji?

omg ahhhh wait imagine

wanda’s been paired with a lot of different suitors lately and there’s one she tolerates the most n has seen more often, and one evening they kiss in the gardens and wanda isn’t entirely into it or him, but she knows she’s meant to be with a suitor and he really seems like the most decent one. but she can’t really explain her feeling of dissatisfaction

and the morning after she gets all upset and jealous that you’re talking with a female gardener, and reprimands you for wasting time. but then she keeps thinking about why it seemed so much easier for you to talk to the other girl instead of her although she makes so many attempts at becoming closer with you and gaining your interest

so really awkwardly she kind of comes up to you while you’re doing work just asking, “… so what were you talking about with her?” so she can try to pick up where you two left off and try to talk about something she knows you seem to be interested in xddd

but ofc you think she’s just trying to reprimand you again while being all insincere about it, so you kind of just talk much less and stay focused on your work. moreover you did see wanda n that suitor kiss, so though you aren’t necessarily crushing on her, you don’t believe she has any kind of room for actual interest in you anyways! so you never really believe in her attempts to become closer with you, and are also unsure why it’s always you she approaches and not the other gardeners

#rae responds #🖤 anon #princess wanda #also yes welcome!!! :3 nice to interact with u

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

I have been wanting to binge some Xaden x you stories but there seems to be none! Thank you so much for writing Late Night Hours!! If you ever choose to write another one, would you consider a healer x Xaden?

-🖤🖤

So glad you enjoyed that story. I loved writing it. 🤍

My kind of girl

Was it an awful idea? Yes. Was it against all restrictions? Yes. Was this not at all how Xaden thought it would go? Hard yes. He didn’t even understand how it started. What brought it all on? He had visited many healers. Had been patched up by so many of them. He never given them any more attention that was needed. Done and forgotten afterward.

But that particular day most of the healers had been out on some sort of training. Spirits only knew what healers could train for but as if all odds were against Xaden, Garrick had a particular taste for blood that day and not even an hour into training, Xaden was clenching his wrist. The skin already blossoming with purple and reds.

“You should get that checked before you start crying”, Garrick chuckled, making Xaden growl, “Suck a bag off…”, “Manners”, Imogen chirped in, “We have a jar of coins remember? For every d and p that comes out of your filthy mouths”, she pointed a warning finger at the two males. “Mommy is mad”, Bodhi chuckled, earning a slap on the back of his head from Imogen.

So Xaden did go even if he was convinced that it was nothing. He still found himself rounding the corner to the healer's wing. Just the moment he kicked open the door his whole body suddenly stalled. It’s as if his brain shut off for a moment before it kicked start again at the sound of a book hitting the floor. The most beautiful eyes looked back at him. Xaden had seen a handful of pretty females. Had a pleasure to interact with them in more than one way but this. You. You made practically every single one of them look like average women.

“How can I help?”, you quickly bent moving to pick up the book. Your cheeks were already pink but that didn’t surprise Xaden, healers rarely left their wings. Rarely interacted with anyone but their patients. Xaden simply lifted his hand upward. He knew how it usually went. Most females clung to him. But you simply nodded, moving around the room and picking up different salves. “I will make sure you’ll be able to fly by the morning”, you muttered after sitting the rider down.

Oddly enough Xaden found himself unable to not look at you. He always liked his girls on the tough side. The more they snarled at him the more he was interested. Nothing was more attractive than riding leathers. But here he was mesmerized by the loose curls, a grayish gown, and even the colorful scarf tight around your head was beautiful to him.

“You’re new”, Xaden’s words were groggy because he had stayed silent for the past couple of hours. The tone was rather intimidating. But you didn’t flinch only blinked a bit faster. “Yeah…”, you muttered, “Only a couple of days here”. Your soft voice warmed parts of Xaden that had been ice cold for yours. He frowned not sure as to what was happening. “And you’re all alone here with only a couple of days of experience under your belt? I wouldn’t trust you to run this smoothly”, it came out more as an accusation than anything else. Making you pull back, “I can handle this. I can handle myself”, and oddly enough Xaden didn’t doubt that.

There was something different about you. Something way more intriguing. Something that caught Xaden’s attention. You also weren’t big on chatter. Nor did his broad shoulders seem to intimidate you much. You didn’t stop to hack at him and that rubbed Xaden in way that he hadn’t felt in a while. Your movements were calculated. As if it was second nature. Well, it very clearly was. It seemed like a dance. One practiced so many times that now it was easy to do it without being able to see. The same way fighting was for Xaden.

“If you won’t move it much today it will be good as new tomorrow”, you turned back, getting straight to cleaning your surroundings. “That’s it?”, Xaden questioned looking down at his bandaged wrist. One that felt perfect as it was now. But how did you manage to do it all so quickly? He usually sat here for ages while different girls fussed over him. “You want a kiss on the forehead too?”, you huffed, making the sides of Xaden’s lips curve upwards. “Do you offer that to everyone?”, he pushed on wanting to see just how far he could take this. “No, only to the ones who are as tall as they are stupid”, you crooked your head to the side, offering Xaden a mocking smile before continuing your way around the medical room.

“Ahh now that’s a low blow, baby girl”, Xaden gently caught your arm, turning you back to face him. Your eyes darted up to look at him. A look of surprise almost immediately replaced by annoyance, “You don’t scare me”. Yet your voice came out barely a whisper. You might not be a scared little girl but the guy in front of you sure was at least twice your size. A light shiver ran down your back. He could easily pick you up with one hand and just…

“Then why are you trembling?”, now it was him smirking once more. Satisfied that he managed to rile up a reaction from your body. But you swiftly pulled your arm out of his grasp, “I suggest you go, rider, before you find yourself unable to”, you pointed towards the door. Glad that there was some distance between you two because your heart was beating so fast you were convinced the male would be able to hear it drumming against your ribcage.

“Feisty little thing you are, huh”, Xaden whistled crossing his arms over his chest, “Unlucky for you, I like my girls prickly”. You lifted your head. Chin held high and fuck did Xaden’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of your delicate features shifting with that sheen of annoyance. “Unlucky for you I know at least forty-five ways to kill you and believe me you’re giving me ideas as we speak”, you nodded towards the door once more. Hoping that he didn’t see your crimson cheeks as he turned around. Xaden shook his head as he reached for the handle, chuckling under his breath. Chuckling… when was the last time he had chuckled? Maybe Garrick hit his head harder than Xaden initially thought. The rider ran a hand over his face but right as he was about to close the door he halted, throwing you one last look, “That pink on your cheeks suits you, sweetheart”. He simply heard a gasp before a cloth was flying right at him but Xaden managed to close the door in time. Frustrating grumbling audible from within the room. He surprised another smile before his cold side clinched around his throat once more. What the fuck was he doing? And why did all of a sudden you felt like his kind of girl? One that he had to win over.

#🖤 anon #xaden riorson #xaden x reader #xaden riorson x reader #xaden imagine #xaden riorson imagine #xaden fourth wing x reader #xaden riorson fourth wing #fourth wing imagine #fourth wing x you #fourth wing x reader

[moonpetrichors-blog]

you're currently carrying 'avatar x reader' with your absolutely amazing works, so i have another request for you, love, if that's alright <33

no idea how to properly start this, but basically neteyam and y/n are a thing- and even though y/n is like super grateful for his protection, lately she's been feeling just like another of his many responsibilities, not a partner. so they grow a bit distant, to that point where even his family notices, and when they try to talk it out they get into an argument. pretty much angst (because i love it👹👹👹) !!!!!!!!!!!!! and it's totally up to you if it ends with fluff or angst. oh and i thought maybe it could take place when they arrive to the metkayina clan, because it would mean y/n left everything behind just for neteyam (and his amazing family ofc🤞🤞🤞), but the way he begun to treat her, makes her think she might regret that decision= more aNGST‼️‼️but that's up to you- whatever you're more comfortable with :)) okay, byeee!!! have a nice day!!!

(i'm @introvert-pansexual btw😧)

Not A Responsibility

Tags: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader, Angst, Fluff At The End (Not Really)

Warnings: Tiny Bit Toxic, Mentioned Jealousy

Ever since you left the Omaticaya clan for your boyfriend, you’ve felt suffocated by his overprotective nature. You’re his partner, not just another one of his responsibilities or trouble-seeking siblings. And it hurts, knowing that he treats you like you are less his mate than burden. You think you might regret leaving your home for him.

UR SO NICE OMG😭😭❤️❤️ I love every request I get HSJQISIWJ some days my brain is just poop cause i cant think up ideas so these are nice to get ☠️☠️ also yuh I kinda inferred that u switched accs bc i stalk my followers LMAOAOAO anywayss this deffo isnt my best work but ive been kinda tired lately so like sorry if its not that great 😭😭

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [08/01/23] ❞   

 You and Neteyam have been dating. For a long time, actually.

You grew up together, and the tight friendship you built inevitably developed into feelings of attraction. You were anticipated to be mated to one another, and the Sully family cherished you.

Jake used to torment his son before you began dating. He'd make remarks about how you two reminded him of him and Neytiri, and how Neteyam had to entice you with the superb wooing genes he inherited from him. Neytiri would slap him on the back of the head and order him to be quiet. However, she couldn't argue with Jake's teasing. A lovely girl like yourself resembled a second daughter to her; if her son didn't put a ring on it, she would drag him by the ear.

You felt your throat constrict and your eyes burn with tears the day Neteyam informed you Jake was forcing his family to pick up and move. How were you supposed to just carry on and forget about your relationship?

You couldn't. As a result, you left with him. You would fly for a thousand days on an Ikran, cross vast oceans, and abandon your home a million times more for Neteyam and his family. Neteyam considered himself extremely fortunate to have you.

However, after finally settling in with the Metkayina, you began to sense a twinge of foreboding. You felt homesick, and you knew that relocating to a whole new clan would be difficult. Neteyam appeared to be taking it the hardest though, so you did not want to complain.

You noted how his shoulders tensed more frequently, or how he wore a faint grimace when alone. You were outsiders in this place, and they treated you as such. Neteyam couldn't help but be uptight whenever the olo'eyktan's son harassed his siblings, but he lost his composure when he sought to bother you.

Or, more accurately, flirted with you. Neteyam had a reputation for being a jealous boyfriend. You and his family were fully cognizant of this, but to the casual onlooker, he always appeared calm and collected. When Aonung penetrated your personal space, you recognized how Neteyam would surreptitiously linger nearby, or extended an arm around you. It drove him insane.

When he first started acting that way, you would coo at him and envelop him in your embrace while calling him sweet. You believed his protectiveness over you was adorable, and it was flattering to say the least. Neteyam, on the other hand, had nothing to be concerned about. You were solely interested in him.

...

Regardless of your unconditional affection, it seemed that the more Neteyam stayed in the Awa'atlu village, the more awful he grew.

Irrespective of Aonung's unwanted attention (which had long since faded), nothing made Neteyam happy anymore. When you tried to kiss him, he would either accept it reluctantly or brush you away. If you wished to spend time with him, he would acquiesce, but would eventually talk about his siblings or babysit. Nonetheless, he would be fiercely protective of where you went or what you did.

You couldn't condemn Neteyam for being nervous and tense all the time, but it seemed that no matter what difficulties you were encountering in your relationship, he began to treat you as if you were just another one of his trouble-making siblings. Another chore added to his long list of responsibilities.

Neteyam’s protection used to be charming, but it was now just smothering. It seemed like you were so distant from your boyfriend, yet also so close to him. You began feeling less like his partner, yet it also caused you to feel guilty when you were emotional in front of him. You knew you had no right to complain because you left the Omaticaya clan by your own volition. How could you grumble about it when your lover was enduring greater struggles?

This was a recipe for disaster.

...

You no longer felt comfortable communicating your concerns to your boyfriend. Each time you sought to bring up your reservations about how Neteyam was treating you, he was too preoccupied with his own life to give much heed to your conversation or relationship.

You eventually gave up on your efforts to work it out. If he were to behave distant from you, you would respond with the same energy. You two gradually drifted away, the gulf between you expanding by the day. Neteyam's family became quite alarmed when they noticed how seldom you two were interacting nowadays.

Jake and Neytiri encouraged Neteyam to try to spend some quality time with you again, and that he could set his other obligations aside. They'd maintain a close eye on their other children so Neteyam wouldn't have to fret about them.

He agreed begrudgingly, unable to say no to his parents. You were thrilled when he sought you out for a casual date, the first in a long time. There was a nagging whisper in the rear of your mind that gnawed at you, warning you he just wasn't the same, but you dismissed it. He'd come to find you, hadn't he?

...

You were deflated throughout the duration of your date. The longer time passed, the more you could feel the ominous mood rattling deep in your bones. During your time together, all Neteyam could think about was how much this move had stressed him out, and now he had to be concerned about paying you attention as well. It was apparent from his expression that he was not enjoying himself.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

You snapped at his indifferent attitude. “Can you stop zoning out and actually listen to me for once?”

If Neteyam was trying to fake a smile before, he definitely wasn’t anymore. “What do you mean? This whole entire date I’ve been only listening to you!”

You scoffed at this. His mind was in a whole other place for the entire duration of it. “You never have time for me anymore, and when you do, you act like I’m some burden on your to do list!”

Neteyam felt his blood go hot. Before he could stop himself, he began to yell. “It’s not my fault I can’t give you attention all the time! My parent’s are always putting pressure on me to make sure everyone’s looked after and well behaved, including you!”

Then, his voice dropped to a cruel whisper. “Do you think I wanted to go on this date?”

That was the juncture at which you felt so enraged that you couldn't prevent the tears from cascading down your flaming cheeks. Neteyam's countenance didn't alter in response to your outburst, which only served to make you angrier.

You practically screamed at him. “You’re such a dickhead! You’ve changed, Neteyam.” You began sobbing.

“The only reason I’m mad isn’t because you don’t give me enough attention, it’s because every time we’re together you completely neglect my feelings! You make everything about you!”

He remained still as you wiped your angry tears away, then jutted a finger against his chest. “For someone who acts like they’re always looking after everyone else, you’re so incredibly selfish with me.”

In the face of your harsh comments, Neteyam remained silent and unmoving. He was speechless; he didn't know what to say. The rage was still coursing through his veins, but all he could do was hearken to your never-ending shouts.

Your voice dropped an octave, and you glared into his eyes which you once looked so fondly into. “I’m not another responsibility of yours. I regret ever following you here. If I knew you’d turn out like this, I would’ve saved myself the heartache and found a new partner instead of leaving everything behind for someone that won’t even give me the time of day. You could at least try to act happy to be around me.”

That made his heart break, and he could feel the tears beginning to gather in his eyes too. He couldn’t believe you would have ever found it in you to say that to him. “Fine, do what you want. I tried to spend time with you, and you turned it into an argument.”

He pivoted on his heel, and stormed away from you on the threshold of tears. When he was far enough away, he let the tears flow.

Your voice carried from halfway across the beach. “Fine then, if you want me so bad, I guess I’ll go!”

You, too, turned your back on him and dashed away to find somewhere to cry privately. You felt like such a child.

...

It was growing dark, and eclipse was approaching.

You still hadn’t returned to the marui you shared with the Sully family, and Jake was beginning to get worried. “Where’s Y/N?”

That question was obviously directed towards Neteyam, but he remained sulking instead of replying.

Neytiri’s patience was thinning with her son’s out of character behavior. “That girl doesn’t know her way around the Awa’atlu village. She could be lost!”

Jake rubbed the bridge of his nose, glancing at the sky. He shared Neytiri’s sentiment, as his son still wasn’t talking. What the hell happened on your date?

Although Neteyam appeared furious, he was actually feeling quite guilty. Your reality check tugged at his heartstrings, and now you could be injured, or worse, lost, because he told you to be. He sprung from his seat and raced out the marui, unable to sit still any longer.

Jake's shouts for his son to return at that instant went unfulfilled. Even if Neteyam was angry with you, he was still afraid that something awful would happen, and he'd never forgive himself if it did.

Neteyam called your name as he ran throughout the village. However, no matter how much terrain he covered, or how many times he bellowed your name into the frigid night air, your voice did not respond. He was sweating nervously now, terrified about not being able to locate you. What if he never found you?

Those fears, however, were quickly dispelled into the wind whipping behind him as he hurried towards the sound of sniffling behind a nearby tree. Neteyam scratched the back of his neck, unsure what to do. As he drew near to your weeping figure, he stepped on and snapped a twig, capturing your attention.

You spun around to investigate the source of the noise, only to discover that it was your idiot boyfriend. Neteyam urged you to relax, then sighed and settled besides you.

Before you could protest against him taking a seat next to you, he hugged you tightly and apologized.

“I’m sorry. I’m the way I am right now because I don’t want anything bad happening to you, or my siblings. I can’t imagine ever losing you.”

You let your rage disappear, leaning into his embrace as he continued to talk.

“I know I’ve been a real idiot lately, and I’ll try to show up more in our relationship. My personal problems aren’t your fault.”

Your prior resentment faded as he brushed your tears away with his thumb, and you buried your face in his chest, allowing your arms to wrap around his midriff.

“I’m sorry for saying I wished I stayed behind and found someone new. That was a lie, I’d never be able to move on.”

Neteyam felt his chest tighten at your words, and merely hugged you tighter. “I’ll never hurt you again.”

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[kitten4sannie]

I have found not one but two clips of Ateez members making the audience bark for them and my pet play kink ass is having fun imagining either San or Mingi with a reader engaging in pet play

i’ve seen those too!! oh my godddd anonnie i’m having fun thinking about that too <33 have this naughty little imagine:

imagine sannie or mingi coming home to you and you’ve been such a good puppy for them all day so that means you haven’t touched yourself even once (despite the tail plug inside you filling you to the brim and reminding you how needy you are), you haven’t gotten into any trouble, and you’ve kept your ears and collar on with the leash attached just how your owner likes it <3 “what a good little puppy you’ve been for me, sweetheart,” he would coo, reaching down to pat your head and scratch underneath your chin. “you deserve a reward, don’t you?” ofc you did. you were on your best behavior. so then san/mingi would have you present yourself to him so that he could position himself behind you, observing your wet heat, before slowly pushing into your hole inch by inch, filling you up and stretching you out, just like the plug did. you’re so full for him. just for your master. “you’re drooling, pup. does it feel that good to have your master’s cock inside you?” he would ask into your ear, having the leash wrapped a few times around his wrist to keep you in place, tugging on it every now and then to hear you whine and cry out for him like a bitch in heat, all while thrusting harshly, though sloppily into your eager hole. “my pretty puppy, get ready to put your plug back inside when i’m done. we don’t want any of my cum to drip out, now do we?” once you would whimper and shake you head, he would lean down and suck on your neck, giving you a fresh mark, before continuing to fuck you like his only purpose was to fill you up with his cum and breed you until you’re guaranteed to have his pups <33

#ask #for anon 🖤 #ateez hard asks #ateez hard thoughts #ateez san #ateez mingi #san x reader #mingi x reader #ateez #ateez smut

[xob1tchs]

can you do an ethan landry x female reader fic where reader appears innocent but actually isn’t?

tyy i LOVE your fics 🫶🏽

dirty babe

ethan landry x fem!reader

warnings; smut 💀 begging, fingering, kissing, unedited

a/n; it’s JUST THAT NO1 MAKES ME FEEL THIS WAAAAY 😼 the titles to all my works are songs/lyrics im listening to when i finish the work btw! lil fun fact 😆 neways, hope u like!!

“you tricked me, you’re a liar” ethan coos from above you, eyes big and round, expression innocent – drawing a whine of disapproval from the back of your throat, shaking your head vigorously.

he tuts, knee pressing to your core through your panties, making you squirm, fingers tangling in the bedsheets.

when he’d started dating you, he was ecstatic – not only because you’re amazing, and he gets you all to himself, but because of how inexperienced you’d seemed. he loved the way you were clueless in the bedroom, leaning on him for everything, surrendering yourself to him completely.

he loved the thought of being able to slowly diminish that innocent flame inside you, completely corrupt and ruin you to his desire.

until he’d caught you humping his pillow, whining and crying, plush thighs clenching around the pillow, angelic features turned up in pleasure. pleasure he thought only he could give you.

“liar’s don’t get rewarded, do they baby?” he frowns, knee slowly moving away from your core, until he supports himself on his heels, staring down at you with lust blown eyes,

you squeeze your thighs together, rubbing, trying to find some sort of relief “didn’t lie!” you cry, pressing your cheek into the mattress, nosing the sheets, drowning in the smell of ethan.

he tugs his shirt over his head, fingers grazing down his muscled torso to the button of his jeans, catching your hopeful gaze, stirring excitement in his chest – until he stops, waving his finger infront of your frowning face “nuh uh” he clicks his tongue.

his strong fingers wrap around the underside of one of your knees, forcing your legs open, smirking at the wetness staining your panties, he leans down, face inches form yours, wet lips smacking against your own as he moves your panties to the side, fingers plunging in abruptly, he swallows your moan, mouth smiling against yours as you mindlessly teethe and lap at his lips.

he sets a rough pace from the beginning, palm smacking against your mound, loud from your juices.

you squirm under him, clenching around his thick fingers, jaw going slack as an orgasm swims in the pit of your stomach, already so close from not finishing earlier.

you don’t need to tell ethan for him to know, he sees, the way your brows pinch together, how you become quieter with every pump of his wrist. so he rips away, sitting back against his heels, smiling as you cry out.

“p-please ethan! baby, baby please” you pout, squirming uncomfortably against the soaked material of your panties, cotton fabric hot and itchy against your sensitive pussy.

he sucks a breath through his teeth, contemplating as his fingers ghost the heat between your legs, hooking one side of your panties to tug them down, flinging them to the ground.

he tugs the hood of your clit up, pressing his thumb flat against the nerves, smiling when you squirm underneath his touch, whining out his name under your breath, teary eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

he rubs a gentle circle, sliding down your slit, spreading your labia folds, making heat rise up your neck as he stares, thickly swallowing drool that pools in the back of his throat.

he bends down, tongue pressing against your cunt, slurping loudly at your juices “i’ll let you cum baby, but not right now” he smiles, full lips slick with arousal as he creeps up your body to press a kiss to the tip of your nose, before he dives between your legs.

#scream iv #scream 6 #ethan landry smut #ethan landry #ethan landry x you #ethan landry x reader #fanfic smut #ethan scream 6 #scream smut #🖤 ; lex talks 2 anons! #my inbox 🫧

[louisegluck]

Adonis, tr. Khaled Mattawa from, “Body.” [ID in alt text]

#adonis #adonis: selected poems #body #*** #took your advice sweet anon! hopefully it looks better now 🖤

[akutasoda]

Hi, I am the anon that asked for a reader whose eye color changes with her emotions. Can I request a part 2 of that with Chuuya, Ranpo and Kunikida?

-🖤

eyes are windows to the soul part 2

synopsis - they could always tell how you were feeling

includes - kunikida, ranpo, chuuya

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, slight crack, wc - 401

doppo kunikida ★↷

↪sort of didn't care for your ability at first. an ability was an ability, it shouldn't effect how he felt for you as the person you were.

↪but he did find it useful for him. he could always see how you were feeling , whether you wanted him to or not.

↪his heart always soared whenever he realised that when you were beside him your eyes would always be a pinky/purple or simple greeny yellow. he's sure as anything his eyes would be doing the same around you.

↪but similarly, his heart would immediately sink upon seeing that horrid grey/blue. he wouldn't push for what happened but he try his best to subtly comfort you until you were ready to inform him on your issue.

ranpo edogawa ★↷

↪with no offense to you, he absolutely would hate to have your ability. he knew he could be quite childish and the thought of everyone knowing how he was feeling constantly was an awful thought.

↪but he probably did find it useful in helping him navigate your feelings. while he may be 'the world's greatest detective' (self proclaimed), he didn't have ths world's greatest emotional intelligence.

↪so he couldn't really understand or navigate others feelings. so when he saw that grey/blue he knew you were upset and aimed to help you overcome your sadness.

↪or if he saw a red he knew it was best to hold off from teasing you and give you space to cool down.

↪but it always brought him much happiness that the most common colour of your eyes around him was that beautiful pink or greeny/yellow.

chuuya nakahara ★↷

↪he thought it was absolutely adorable. he adored how your eyes could shift almost instantaneously to that pink or green/yellow he loved seeing in your eyes so much when you saw him.

↪and he did like seeing how you were feeling pretty much all the time as it allowed him to help you subtly if they were grey/blue and help loft them back to green.

↪or similarly help you calm down the red that blazed in your eyes and help melt away any issues or worries you may be having.

↪while he wouldn't like having that ability himself, he still found it rather humouring as he could always tease you if your eyes were noticeably pinky/purple.

#🖤 anon↩ #x reader #x gender neutral reader #bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x you #bsd kunikida #kunikida x reader #bsd ranpo #ranpo x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader

[ann-chovi]

might i suggest cuddles? im sorry i just think that silly train man and medic gal deserve lovins fr 🥹🥹🥹❤️

Anon, you're so right.

Have a couple of middle-aged sleepies having some well deserved snuggle snoozes~

#🚂🖤💜🚑 #warden ingo #mari #canon x oc #in which Mari is a side sleeper who occasionally starfishes #and Ingo is a desperately holds on to his partner like they're a security blanket sleeper #lol thanks anon #i realized that it's actually been ages since i drew these two being cute together #since I've been so focused on the comic #and they haven't even MET in that yet hahaha #so thank you for giving me a reason to take a break and draw some fluff #i may yet poke at these more they were fun #but alas i must prepare to see the dentist and charge my tablet rn

[blindmagdalena]

I just lost my dog and I need something fluffy😭 How do you think HL would feel about adopting a pet w/ reader?

Homelander would fight tooth and nail against you getting a shelter dog. he offers all kind of designer and pedigree dogs, the sky is the limit. he wants you to have your DREAM dog. a perfectly bred golden retriever or a rough collie, "Just like Lassie! C'mon," he practically begs.

the absolute last place he wants to be is some dreary shelter that reeks of filth and misery. the whole place makes his skin itch. "You're probably going to catch a disease in here," he warns you baselessly.

naturally you fall in love with the scruffiest mutt he's ever seen in his life. it's only got one big, sad eye and a wheezing bark. "Seriously?" he asks, but he knows by the look on your face that dog is coming home with you.

he complains about it constantly. it stinks, it breathes too loudly, it sheds. he's at his absolute limit with the thing, especially when he keeps finding it in his spot sprawled out on top of you on the couch.

but then a funny thing happens one night. you're watching a movie together, and that dog leans against his leg. he glances at the dog—definitely does not consider nudging it off—and then goes back to watching the movie.

it doesn't happen all at once, but that one tiny allowance is the start of it. bit by bit Homelander makes more and more space for this creature. when the dog puts its head on his knee, he puts a hand atop it. he lets it in so very gradually that by the time you come home to the two of them sprawled out on the floor face to face, with him conducting a very serious conversation, it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

does he talk to the dog like it's a tax paying adult? yes. is it thoroughly charming every time? also yes.

#i’m so sorry my dearest 🖤 #darling anon #ask and you shall receive #homelander headcanons #homelander x you #homelander x reader