#he'll just let you tip him into lying down

[kedreeva]

We had a wind storm this weekend and these two took offense to the wind making Sounds and injured themselves. Artemis (bottom) bruised one side of her face up, but she's acting fine otherwise so she'll probably be back to normal in a few days.

Stan, on the other hand, bruised his left eye socket and was acting Off with a capital O. He's normally not very active, his legs don't work all that great and he can't catch a deep breath because of his messed up ribs and stuff, but he was lethargic and not eating/drinking normally, so I swapped him into Joslin's appt slot today and took him in.

It wasn't my normal vet again, and I told her that Stan is a hot mess, and she felt him up and told me well his abdominal cavity sounds weird, I said yeah he's got messed up air sacs. She goes well, one of his legs is atrophied more than his other, and I said was it his right one because that's the one that was worse as a baby and doesn't work right, and she goes yeah it was the right one. She goes, it feels like his kidneys are too big, this could be a case of gout, we can xray to look for it. Now, I know it's not gout, but an xray will either enlighten her on the fact that I'm not joking about how messed up this bird is, or it will show her what's actually injured, or both.

So she does the xray and she calls me into the back room and she goes well. it's not gout. his kidneys are actually small and I was feeling his messed up air sac. there's a lot wrong here, but I'm looking at his last xray and there's a lot wrong there, and most of it is the same. he got a little better in some ways and a little worse in other ways, but the issue is that it looks like he jammed his hip joint and injured it a little, possibly from landing wrong.

you know. an injury. like from the ultimate panic of the Wind Making Sounds.

Anyway he got some antibiotics against infection and some pain meds and we'll give him a couple of tube feedings until he's not feeling crappy. For now he's asleep in my room on a roost.

#stan the peachick #artemis #peafowl #peacocks #peahens #birds #my pets #animal medical #it always cracks me up to take my birds to the vet #I delivered him to the xray room #set him down #and said if you need him to lie down just #you know #put your hands on his wings by his shoulders and tip him #he'll just let you tip him into lying down #and as I left I heard them doing so #and a quiet 'I wish all birds were like this' #this vet is being trained by my vet I think #I miss my vet she was almost always right #this one is 0 for 2 on her guesses vs mine so far #I adore the techs though #the one came to get a photo of stan for his son and #I said find me a clipper and I'll give you a feather tip for him #and gave him one of Stan's baby eyes

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Sleepy scenarios with TXT: habits, routines and rituals that occur when you share a bed with them (fluff) 

5 scenarios, member x reader

wc (in total): 2691

no warnings

Yeonjun 

Refuses to use individual blankets and pillows

One blanket, one pillow

You're freezing? Blanket is not big enough to comfortably lay next to each other? Yeonjun takes up the pillow, so his chest is the only free space for your head to rest? Well, you gotta cuddle the whole night then. 

You tuck him in each evening, making sure he has more of the blanket and Yeonjun loooooves it, letting you do this task while having the biggest grin on his face. 

You keep complaining about it, but end up giving in to the forced cuddles, because do you want to freeze? No! Do you want to sleep without Yeonjun to have your own blanket? NO!?

Yeonjun always makes sure you sleep first regardless of how tired he might be. 

He caresses your arm up and down, gently has his hand on your back or lets his fingers slowly wander over your face. 

You end up turning away and taking up all the blanket with one move. That's when Yeonjun knows he can fall asleep now too. 

Holds you close and sometimes feels you pulling the blanket back over him in the middle of the night. 

It's intuitive how you always end up in his arms with both of you covered by the blanket again. 

You basically sleep half on top of him and the one who sleeps longer wins the blanket in the morning.

It's Yeonjun's favorite game. You hate it, but love it. 

'Is it raining again?', you asked, refusing to pull the blanket away from your face to look outside the window yourself.

'Yep', Yeonjun chirped and pulled the curtains aside even further with an overdramatic and energized stretch of his arms. 

He welcomed the grey weather, heavy clouds imitating the thick blanket on his bed that he couldn't feel covering him most times throughout the night. 

He looked back to where you were lying and smiled. This was his favorite part of each day he experienced with you. 

'You stole the blanket again', he sighed with the smile still plastering his face. 

'I keep telling you to use two blankets when two people sleep in this bed, but -', you mumbled into the singular pillow on the bed, until you felt Yeonjun dropping down on you. 

'You just have to tuck me in better', he laughed and clang onto you like a koala on top of a branch.

'I'll tie a rope around you and this stupid blanket', you groaned and tried to wiggle free. 

Yeonjun only allowed that process only go as far as your face being visible. 

'Look who is ready to face the day', he hummed and kissed the tip of your nose. 

Soobin 

Wants to see you in his clothes. 

Gets too excited to have you with him in these late hours AND the early hours. 

Throws a pile of shirts and hoodies on top of you to let you pick what you want to wear. 

One shirt, one hoodie, but then also another hoodie that you can cuddle. 

He doesn't necessarily need physical contact the whole time. He's happily at peace with your close presence, but he doesn't want you to feel any sort of distance despite remaining a more comfortable sleeping position. Solution: You wrapped up in his belongings and holding onto the soft fabric with his scent as well. 

Cuddles in the morning are a must tho. 

He'll wear the hoodie you cuddled when the cold morning arrives and lets you wake up in his arms when you're comfortable with such closeness. 

'Where is it?', Soobin mumbled half asleep, freezing in the dark and quiet room. 

His hand dived through the layers of sheets. His blanket, your blanket, the layers of clothes that embraced you... Somewhere there should have been the grey hoodie he gave you in the evening before going to bed. However, he couldn't find it, too dark to to see and too messy to feel the right cloth. 

Frustrated, he let his head fall back against his pillow and he sighed tiredly, feeling too cold to fall back asleep yet too lazy to get up and get another hoodie. Besides, he wanted THIS specific hoodie that must be somewhen around you. 

You turned and rolled over, closer to Soobin's side of the bed and he immediately let his hand wanter into the direction he expected your shoulder to be to adjust the blanket. Unfortunately, he took the wrong direction and he hit your chin clumsily. He quickly pulle away and mumbled a shocked excuse. 

'S'biiin', you whined half asleep and groaned into the blanket. 

'Sorry', he repeated and pulled his own blanket further over his body, getting a sense of hiding in his embarrassment. 

You moved again, big movements, freeing your arm and swinging something through the air. It landed on Soobin's face and engulfed him with your sleepy warmth. 

'Y'owe me m'ning cuddles', you mumbled and pushed yourself against him, but pushed your arms back under the blanket. 

Soobin giggled and proceeded to put on the warm hoodie, finally arriving in the state of comfortable morning. 

He pulled you in your blanket wrap closer and felt you resting your head on his chest with a big sigh, making him smile like an idiot.

'Sleep', you demanded and instinctive he listened to your command and closed his eyes. 

It was warm and when he sensed you moving again, adjusting your position to mold into him a bit more, a few seconds later feeling your fingers playing with is hair, Soobin was starting into the new day perfectly relaxed and well rested. 

Beomgyu 

You're his pillow, you're his bed

It doesn't matter where you are, on the train, on the floor, actually in bed, he will rest somehow on top of you

He doesn't even think about it, but once he gets tired, he gravitates towards you. 

At the same time, he holds your hand when you get tired. 

Let's you play with his fingers until you drift away. 

He would literally invent an own morse code system with you, so when he's awake and you're too sleepy to talk to him verbally, you'd still be able to respond to him. 

It makes him feel like your guardian at the boarder from awake to dream land.

The one who ends up tired first gets royal treatment. 

If you're both tired at the same time, he'd lean against you with his hand close to you, so you can just take it when you need or want to. 

The train got emptier and emptier with each stop, yet Beomgyu and you still had some way to go. The moon seemed to follow you and whenever you looked outside, a different cloud was decorating the stone in space. Beomgyu's head was leaning against your shoulder and his closed eyes exposed his luxurious dark eyelashes. He looked adorable and your focus shifted from moon to him, back and forth until you yourself got overwhelmed by a wave of tiredness. You combed his hair with your fingers, a gentle attempt to wake him. He stirred and sat up. Only one glance was enough for him to register your demeanor. 

'Your turn', he whispered and his hand found yours and feeling his warmth immediately brought you closer to sleep. 

'Set an alarm', you mumbled and took your scarf from your neck to adjust it over his and your legs like a blanket. 

'When do we have to get off', he asked and a big yawn escaped his lips when he opened the alarm app, his eyes getting teary. 

You took his phone and set the alarm to 10:53 pm, ten minutes before you were supposed to arrive. Beomgyu wiped his eyes and his head landed back against your shoulder. He grabbed your arm and linked it with his own, intertwining your fingers in the process, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. 

'Just sleep a bit', he mumbled and caressed you felt him tracing your palm with his thumb until sleep finally numbed you. 

When the alarm rang, you woke up properly first. Panic occupying your body in no time. You shook Beomgyu away and buried yourself gathering your belongings. The train stopped almost on time at your final destination and you got off, with bags in your hand and Beomgyu still clinging onto your arm, ready to let his head drop against go despite asking through the city. 

'Fall asleep in bed, not now!', you granted and felt one bag falling out of your grip. 

'We're not dreaming?', he asked and laughed, taking the bags with one and your hand with his other hand, now guiding you home. 

Finally in bed that night, Beomgyu asked:'We dream together, right? I always try to follow you to your dream land when you fall asleep first. I always try to find you'. 

You hand fount its way into his hair and he buried his face closer the crock of your neck. 

'Don't have to try finding me. I'm always there whether you see me or not'. 

Taehyun

He's not playing when it comes to sleep. 

Practical and organized routine. 

Fresh sheets? Check. Water bottle on each side of bed? Check. Phones charging? Che- You forgot your charger and have no battery left? He gives you his phone to watch something or read and charges your phone on his side that while. 

Cuddles you to get a sight on the screen as well, but snatches the phone away after thirty minutes and plugs it in. 

Refuses on giving you your phone back, because you shouldn't stare at the screen last thing at night. 

Literally fights you when you try to reach it. Tickles you, pins you down, laughs with you until you both are out of breath. 

Only then, knowing you end the day with a sprinkle of happiness, he switches off the light. 

Gives you your phone back in the dark, but you're doomed if he sees that screen shining. 

If your head is full and you think you need your phone to distract yourself, he'll cuddle you. He's your distraction and your focus. 

'Please just shut your phone', Taehyun whined for the third time this night. 

He tried just not facing you, pulling the blanket completely over him, dear, he even built a pillow wall to shut off the light of the phone screen. It didn't work. He might not have seen the light, but he could still sense your whole demeanor, focus on your phone and not even slightly on sleep... or him. 

'No', you cried out and he saw the light finally getting off. 

'I was in the middle of this Webtoon chapter', you explained and Taehyun finally decided to break the blockade towards you, taking the pillows away and robbed closer towards you. 

'Hey', you said in shock when he snatched your phone out of your hand. 

'Just charging it', he explained and plugged it in on and placed it on his bedside table. 

'Here', he announced and gave you his phone instead. 

'It better be a good chapter, because I wanna read with you'. 

He watched you opening the app and typing some things in the search bar and to your surprise the correct title popped up immediately. 

'It's your account, silly', Taehyun laughed and cuddled closer to you, positioning himself so that he can see the screen. 

He read with you, silently. From time to time, he glanced up and studied your face. Once your eyelids wee so heavy you obviously fought not to fall asleep every second, Taehyun repeated his action and took the phone away from you. You demonstrated with a weak 'hey', but in no time you already held onto your own phone again. 

'No screen anymore, okay? You need to sleep', Taehyun whispers softly and maneuvered your arm to your own bedside table to signal you to finally put your phone down for the night. 

'Can we cuddle?', you asked lowly and felt Taeyhun pulling you closer, embracing you in his warmth and with his attention on you, sleep was not avoidable anymore. 

Taehyun felt you breathing in his arms in a calm rhythm. He got a bit thirsty and reached to his side next to the table where he found his water bottle that you prepared for him even before he arrived at home. The luxury of being able to go to bed with everything already perfectly prepared gave him the sense of just sleeping, but he liked to remind himself of his priority that was you and your comfort. 

Kai

Other than Soobin, cuddles YOUR hoodie or dresses one of his plushies in one of your shirts when you're not there. 

Stays close to you before switching of the lights. A hand on your stomach, a leg thrown over you or you cuddled into him. 

Lights off and position for sleep adjusting, you don't sleep right away. You talk. About everything and nothing. 

The more sleep-drunk you get the more abstract will the topics end up being. 

For instance, you start talking about Pokemon in general and end up designing a whole 'Day in my Life as Mawile'. 

You guys have no idea at what point you fell asleep, trying to follow memory line to the last plot point. 

Waking up is messy. Blanket messy, pillows everywhere, plushies between and around you, despite them usually chilling aside, away enough to not come in your way. 

Sleepy cuddles in the mess of warmth and softness. 

Tidying up together, arranging the whole bed setup as a morning ritual. 

'This is new', you laughed and pointed at the moiling plushie that was wearing your cropped shirt, regular size on the fluffy creature. 

'Oh. OH! Yeah', Kai slightly panicked and suppressed the urge to throw Molang into another room to hide this attire. 

'You know I was already wondering where this shirt went?', you teased him, well aware of his embarrassment. 

'Oh, sorry, you can have it back', he spoke quickly, making you laugh and hug him. 

'It suits Molang way better anyway'.

*

Kai pulled the blanket over you both when you lied down and his hand instinctively found its way to rest on your stomach, minimalistically rubbing circles over the fabric of the hoodie you were wearing. 

You both lied there, facing the ceiling and letting the lights of the passing by cars flicker over the walls. The ticking of a clock is audible and it was a weird atmosphere of quietness and irritating noisiness. 

'So', you started and Kai immediately turned to his side, facing you and robbing himself up by pushing his free hand under his cheek, ready to listen to whatever you had to say. 

'When and how did you steal, sorry, did Molang steal my shirt?', you spoke, unable to ban some wheezes out of your speaking, because Kai looked absolutely cute the way he was staring at you, all sleepy yet attentive. 

'Borrowed. It's borrowed not stolen', Kai corrected in a matter of factly and hurried to place a kiss on your cheek to finish his sentence properly. 

'You simply forgot it here and I wanted to make use of it the best way possible', he continued and a second touch of his lips followed.

'Did you at least wash it?', you asked, genuinely not knowing what his answer might end up being.

'Washing machines are not invented yet', he yawned and you made a mental note to wash the damn shirt tomorrow. 

'What else isn't invented yet?',, you asked and rolled over to be closer to him. 

He adjusted and held you close right away.

'Cars', he said. 

'What are those lights then?', you asked and pointed up the wall. 

Kai took your hand and pulled it towards his lips to place another kiss, this time on the back of your hand, before he maneuvered your arm around him with a content sigh. 

'Gigantic fireflies`, he chuckled and after a few more explanations of what everything technological around you actually is, you two fall asleep, dreaming of a fantasy world with gigantic fireflies and Molang presenting its new shirt collection. 

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[bandgie]

SKZ MTL likely to touch themselves in front of you - and be able to come with you watching them (and giving them praise) but not touching them?

I reckon Hyunjin would love this, and probably Jisung and Felix. Hyune would make a whole show of it, probably showering first and coming out with his hair mussed and dripping wet then dropping his towel and lying back completely naked to give you the performance of your life.

Ji would be shy the first time and stay fully clothed, just slipping his hand into his pants with his little chubby cheeks burning. But once he sees how much it turns you on and hears your words of encouragement he gets braver and shoves his pants down to let you see his fist working over his cock before he comes all over himself with a whine.

Okay I'm answering my own ask now I'll stop (but I have thoughts)...

most

Jisung!

you're so right! it's something he has to get used to I think. you're usually always touching him, stroking his cock and whispering dirty little things in his ear until he shoots hot cum into your palm. but having him do all the work while you watch is a nice switch up! might be a little nervous with a shaky grip, but when he gets into it he gets into it. whimpering and bucking his hips into his fist while you watch propped up on your elbows, feet swinging back 'n forth while cooing at him

Chan!

heavy on the mutual masturbation. you don't have to touch yourself, but he would looove to see your fingers playing with your pretty pussy while he rubs his tip. you need to talk him through it. constant praising, maybe even some directions on how he should stroke himself. and if you drool on his cock? he's busting right then and there

Hyunjin!

hot take! you need to coax him. call him a pretty boy and that you love every single thing about him. he's kind of like han in being shy, but you're right in him putting on a show once he's comfortable. bites his lip, throws his head back, lets out deep moans and the occasional gasping mewls when his tip gets sensitive. there doesn't need to be a whole lot of talking with him, but if you moan with him woooweeee he's creaming himself.

Changbin!

not me putting him lower :( but! I think binnie cums the hardest when you touch him. pinching his nipples, cupping his balls, something. then again, you could just stare into his eyes and call him your good baby and he'd be spilling cum all over the sheet on his own, but it sooo much better for him when he gets to feel you. not that he'll complain, whatever makes his baby happy

Felix!

he can jerk off no problem, but he needs a kiss. his tongue lolls out of his mouth desperate for your own. he wants to taste you, to ground himself on you. I feel like he'd take it personal if you didn't kiss him, he needs your lips constantly. if you're keen on not touching him, he'll take you spitting in his mouth. it's better than nothing.

Minho!

I think he would use it against you! making you keep your legs wide open so he could jerk himself off right over your wet pussy. he can see it basically sobbing for him to put it in, to rub against your slit, for any type of friction, but he'll just giggle and keep stroking himself while you whine. the only type of contact you'll get is his cum landing on your cunt and tummy :(

I.N!

jeongin has good dick, so like why would you want to watch him jerk off when he can fuck you? that's what he thinks at least (and it's true) but he'll try it out once or twice. it's not as easy to finish compared to when you're the one jerking him off, but he can't say it isn't hot. watching your hungry eyes rake over his body while he pumps himself. he'll run his free hand up and down his abs just to tease you

Seungmin!

tbh I so feel like he can be anywhere on this ranking. he just has some days where that's all he wants to do and others where fucking you is an everyday thing. he can absolutely cum without you touching him, but he's making you lick his cum up. sometimes he'll say you can just watch, but he'll have you on your knees throatfucking you minutes later. it ranges honestly, this man keeps it a surprise

least

#smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids #skz #skz hyunjin #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #skz changbin #skz seungmin #poly!skz #skz chan smut #lee know smut #changbin smut #hyunjin smut #lee Felix smut #seungmin smut #han skz #i.n smut #in skz

[stars-before-sunrise]

(HCs) When you're riding them

joel miller, miguel o'hara, marc spector, geralt of rivia

reader is: female

warnings: minors dni. smut. 18+

taglist: @evyiione

Masterlist

Joel Miller

He's watching you. He's lying on his back, hands on your thigh and circling your clit. The sounds you're making are so filthy, so raw, and Joel's loving every single bit of it. The way you're absolutely lost in the pleasure, lifting yourself up and down his cock, it's enough to drive him over the edge. "you're doing so good baby girl." "Joel.." You moan. "'M gonna cum.." "mm-hmm. can feel you squeezing my cock. fuck, gettin' so tight for me." Joel keeps moving your hips back and forth as you cum, collapsing on top of him and panting. Joel chuckles and raises his brow at you. "why'd you stop, baby? I'm not finished." You try to push yourself back up, but when Joel notices your legs shaking, he just flips you over and starts fucking you himself. "look at my little girl, can't even hold herself up for her daddy. so messy for me, sweetheart."

Miguel O'Hara

He loves, loves, loooooves to tease. He loves to see you struggle taking his entire length, and when you just can't take it anymore, he'll grab your hips and push you down further. His tip is kissing and pushing your cervix in such a painful yet delicious way. "Aw, what's wrong, princesa? you can take it, can't you? I know you can.." "Miguel.. it's too much.." You whine. "Look," he brings your hand to feel where his base is. He's all the way inside, and you gasp. Miguel pushes the bulge on your lower abdomen and smirks. "All the way up there." You ride him slowly. The stretch, the sting, it's all too much.. but Miguel's not a patient man. In the end, he's controlling your movements, bouncing you up and down despite your protests, and there's nothing you can do to stop him. "too much for you, baby? is that why your eyes are rolling back now?" "is my princess so cock-drunk she can't even think straight?"

Marc Spector

"Ngh. Fuck. Just like that." Marc's buried his face into your neck, leaving bites and kisses all over. He's holding you so close it's a little hard to move, so you settle with rolling your hips. Marc moans at your actions. You've never seen him so disheveled before. He's sweating and looking at you like he's begging you to pleasure him. "Please, baby. I need to cum. please. let me cum?" He's clawing at your back, and you moan, nodding and giving him permission to paint your walls white. Marc holds you down in place as he ruts into you. But just as you're about to pull away, he holds you still and continues thrusting slowly. "M-Marc-" "Just one more. Please make me cum again? I wanna cum inside you one more time.. just one more." You're beyond exhausted at that point, but Marc keeps begging for just one more. And so how can you refuse him?

Geralt

"Well go on, then." Geralt is soaking in his tub while he waits for you to sink yourself onto him. You've been eyeing him all night, and when he finally invites you up to his room, you'd thought it's all a dream. He watches you carefully while drinking his ale, and you finally take his cock inside you, your pussy squeeze-loving the stretch of his cock. Your hands are on his chest, and he holds them behind you. "Keep them there." He says. You move yourself, rocking your hips and keeping a steady rhythm, and Geralt can't stop staring at your soap covered breasts. He takes the slippery bud between his fingers, rolling it and loving the way you sigh. Oh what you'd give to be able to touch him right now. He chuckles and slaps your butt. "Come on, you can do better than that, can't you?" You whine and pick up your pace, water splashing everywhere. "That's a good girl..."

#miguel o'hara #moon knight #joel miller #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #joel miller headcanon #joel miller x reader #tlou #marc spector x you #marc spector #marc spector smut #marc spector x reader #marc x reader #miguel ohara #joel miller x you #geralt of rivia #geralt x reader #geralt #the witcher #the witcher x reader #the witcher x you #geralt of rivia x reader #geralt of rivia x you #geralt x you #geralt smut #geralt of rivia smut #miguel o'hara smut #joel miller smut

[flametrashiraarchive]

Hey, hun is it possible to do a part 3 of Muzan with reader with big boobs or even do a version with Kokushibo please?🥺

*runs to her laptop so fast she breaks the sound barrier*

Yup!

(I'm just gonna do Muzan for right now- I'm kinda struggling to figure out Koky's character)

NSFW below the cut.

Also, for those who haven't read it, here is PART 1 and PART 2 of the Muzan x boobs saga.

MUZAN x boobs pt 3.

You're not exactly sure when the Infinity Castle became your permanent residence but you never seem to leave anymore.

In the beginning, Muzan would always come to your place for his titty sucking stress relief sessions, but if there's one thing the Demon King truly despises it's minor inconvenience.

So, you're lying on a plush pillow, reading one of his botany books in a cozy room of the castle when the sliding door flies open with so much force it smashes against the wall. Splinters of wood rain down onto the floor.

You don't even flinch. You're used to his tempers by now.

He's back from his trip to Asakusa and grumbling about hanafuda earrings and sun breathers

"Tits. Now."

You pull open your kimono with one hand, not even looking up from your book.

(If you wore bras before you've given up by now; Muzan just shreds them to bits anyway and those bitches are expensive.)

He moves with supernatural speed, and before you can even blink he's taken your place on the pillow and you're sat straddling him.

Then he pulls your upper half down on top of him, completely smothering him with your chest.

You're still engrossed in the book as he slowly licks around your areola, following the path of ridges and bumps before tickling your nipple with the tip of his tongue.

A shiver runs through your body but you keep reading, because you just got up to the chapter about the strange blue flowers which you used to weave into crowns at your grandmother's house when you were little and-

He snatches the book from your hands and tosses it across the room and into the fireplace, emerging from between your breasts to glare at you.

Muzan is just as shocked as you are by his apparent annoyance at your lack of attention. Why should he care if you're enjoying it or not? This is for his satisfaction, not yours... and yet...

He makes it his mission then to make sure you cannot ignore him.

He sucks your tits with such ferocity you feel tingles all the way down your spine and throbbing at your core.

Grips your wrists and pins your hands to the pillow above his head so your tits are hanging in his face; soft and defenceless against his wicked tongue.

He groans as he bends a knee to wedge his thigh between yours, applying such delicious pressure.

Kneads your tits with his slender fingers, trailing his pointed fingernails lightly around the undersides, making goosebumps raise over your skin and eliciting the first whimper.

Yess... he wants more of that.

He chuckles cruelly as he feels you grind against his thigh, his tongue unrelenting as he laps at your aching buds.

While his mouth is occupied, tugging one of your nipples between his lips and making them swell and harden, his fingers work the other; massaging, teasing, tugging until they're so puffy and dark, glistening with his saliva.

On and on it goes, until you're gasping his name amongst curses. Your grinding becomes frantic and arrhythmic, and the sweltering heat of your sex presses through the fabric of his trousers.

You're close... so... damn... close...

Then he lowers his knee, taking away the friction

(this asshole- istg)

He continues licking your nipples as you whine, taking sick satisfaction from the way you so desperately try to hump his hips, craving release.

"Beg me."

Even if you do, he'll keep up this give-and-take until you're a bleating mess.

He doesn't want your breathy "please Muzan, let me cum," he wants you sobbing.

And only when your tears come does he roll you onto your back, wedge his thigh back between yours and permit you to bring yourself release.

"Such a pathetic harlot," he whispers, his voice laced with darkness and desire as he watches you cum. "My pathetic harlot."

Strums his thumbs over your swollen nipples to make your body jolt as you come down from your high.

You lay there, whimpering and exhausted as he lowers his head, nuzzling your chest.

Is he... snuggling?!?

"What the hell happened in Asakusa?" you ask.

He simply closes his eyes and "sleeps" with one hand cupped over your breast, finally a little calmer.

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[hobiebrownbrowser]

Attention Seeker

Concept Hobie Brown x FEM!reader.

🔞No Kids Allowed 🔞

Author note: Lemme pause for a second. Lemme just say this is like a hobie from another dimension or universe. It makes it easier because it actually makes sense, I highly doubt he'll act like our Hobie in atsv dimension. He'll probably be a little different then our current Hobie, of course he's still cheeky and has jokes & he's still British.

@itsparis-07 u did this to me. 🧍🏾‍♀️ He's wearing grey sweatpants and a white beater (Aka a white muscle shirt)

Summary: A rainy day on a Friday night

You were laying down, playing with your boyfriend's hair while his attention was elsewhere. You were bored and it was plain obvious. Your hands fiddling with his dreadlocks, while your head rested on his shoulder. His position shifting to wrap an arm around your waist.

Your leg placed over his as he scrolls through Instagram, The palm of his hand brushing over your outer thigh. You closed your eyes, enjoying the heat radiating off his body for a little while before letting out a small groan.

"Goin' to sleep luv?" You shake your head, A hefty sigh leaving you as you get up from the bed, Walking towards the kitchen to grab something to drink. You being upset was an understatement, you were seeking attention, his attention.

"U' mad a' me?" You shake your head, clearly lying. His silhouette leaning up against the bedroom door.

"I have to go home. I have an exam tomorrow." You kissed his cheek before making your way towards the front door. A gasp escaping you as you were suddenly lifted in the air by your waist.

"Hey! Put me down!" He denied your request, Hosting your body back into the room, Throwing you back onto the bed like you weighed nothing, Climbing on top of you and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"If u' want attention ask nex' time, yeah? You rolled your eyes in defeat, A smile creeping up on your face as he pampers your neck in kisses, His hand roaming your inner thigh.

You hummed as he placed a kiss on the tip of your nose, Your ears catching up on something hitting the window. You pull away from him, Looking towards the window to see small water droplets forming outside.

"Seem' like sum'one doesn' want my luv anymore." You glared at him, Turning his head towards the open window, His body lifting off yours to close it shut, making his way back over to you, continuing to spoil you with love.

His lips captured yours finally, sliding his tongue across your bottom lip before nipping at it with his teeth. You allow him in, your arms wrapping around his neck, closing the distance that was once present.

Your breath hitched as his cold fingers slid under your shirt, His lips tackling your neck as he unclasped your bra, Your shirt being stripped away as a shiver runs down your spine.

"C'mere dollface." You playfully hit his arm, A chuckle coming from him as he bends down, trailing soft kisses down your cleavage before assaulting your nipples with his tongue. Your back arching as he fondled the other between his fingertips.

A whimper erupting from your throat as his hand slid down, Unbuttoning your pants, Tossing them somewhere with the others. The corner of his lips forming into a smirk.

You laid there completely naked besides your panties, His eyes peering at the thin fabric.

"Creatin' a waterfall f' me lush?" You looked away embarrassed, The last piece of your clothing being dismissed. A whine catching in your throat as the cold air makes contact with your clit.

You tried to close your legs but he stopped you, opening them up wide enough, his gaze not breaking from your soaked cunt.

"Starin' is considered rude u'know.." He paid no attention to you, Your body jolting as he dives between your legs. A shaky sigh falling from your lips as he flicks your clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

Something cold sending a tremble up your spine. You looked down, catching a glimpse of something metallic in his mouth.

"You have a tongue piercing?" Hobie looked up before simply just winking at you. His tongue lapping up your arousal. He hummed, sending vibrations throughout your pussy.

You let out soft gasp as he hosted your legs over his shoulders, pulling you closer by your hips, His hands holding you down firmly as he dips his tongue back into you, Sucking on your wet folds before teasing your clit with his tongue piercing.

"Fuck! Slow down Hobs.." Your orgasm approaching fast as he guides two fingers inside of you, His thumb putting pressure on your clit, You clench around him, the string that held you together snapping apart.

The sound of the rain blocking out your loud cries as you cum all over his fingers, He lets you ride out your high, Slowly pulling his fingers out, cooing you back into existence. You whined, His lips brushing against yours.

"You did so well f'me." His deep voice ringing in your ears as you lay there, euphoria taking your consciousness away. You could feel something poking your thigh. You eyes peering between your legs.

You shifted slightly, A groan leaving the man above you. You tugged at the rim of his sweatpants, Urging him to take them off. He obeyed, Pre-cum already oozing from the tip of his cock.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, A loud moan pursuing from you as his cock stretched you out. A shaky sigh leaving his lips as he felt your pussy tighten around him.

He'd begin to thrust into you, The pleasure antagonizing your body as Hobie quickens his pace. Eyes fixated on you once the tip of his cock brush over that particular nerve.

Your nails making deep crescents into his back as the bed creaks. Loud whimpering falling from your lips as the bubble inside your abdomen bursts for a second time.

Your arousal polishing his cock as it trickles onto the bed sheets. Incoherent mumbles arising from your dry throat as he cums inside of you, Sweat dripping down from his body as he slowly pulls out, Heavy pants filling the room as you both staggered to catch your breath.

Hobie laid beside you, pulling you closer to his chest in, Something cold snapping you back into reality. You look to the side to see a glass of water.

Hobie lifted you up, making you take small sips of the cold beverage. A tired look on his face as he drinks the rest of it, Pulling you closer as he whispers something into your ear.

"U' got ya' attention luv."

Author note: This is just a test run. I'll be making a few tweaks so bare with me here Droplets 💙

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[saetoshis]

[‹ JUST THE TIP! ›] BLLK

[‹ WITH ›] nagi ; kunigami ; sae ; noel noa

[‹ SUMMARY ›] all about how the bllk men treat you with 'just the tip', they promise!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, all chars are 20+, 'just the tip' trope, pet names [angel, baby, atta girl], teasing, nipple play, strength/size kink [noa]

[‹ NAGI ›]

the always-fatigued nagi hates to admit how horny he gets when he's tired. he'll paw at you as he's running on empty, lazily running his eager hands under your t-shirt as he lies back on the mattress with his hair skewed about on the pillow.

"mm- angel, so tired..." nagi mumbles as he connects his lips with yours through heavy sighs and languid movements. the throb in his cock jolts through his whole body, and he knows he can't ignore it or he'll go insane. "want you, promise just a lil. won't go all the way, too sleepy..."

"m'kay sei," you murmur back, the late-hour exhaustion wracking on your body as you feel heavy next to him - but you'd be lying if you said you weren't feeling a little desperate, too. you wrap your arms around his neck, sighing out in his ear, "just the tip..."

nagi hooks your thigh over his hips as he prods the head of his cock lazily against your folds, the slick feeling making him shudder under his hoodie. he lets out an airy sigh as he slips just the head inside, the feel of your taut walls around him pulling out a raw groan from his chest. "mm- oh, feels so good... hah-"

once nagi starts rutting his hips just a little, he can't stop. every squeeze of your cunt around him makes his chest tighten up, and he just can't help but chase the pleasure starting to wrack in his limbs. he'll mutter out apologies into your ear as he hugs you close, hips fucking up into you fast enough for you to fall into pleasure along with him.

"ohh- angel, gonna- mm, sorry... can't help it. feels too good f'me..."

[‹ KUNIGAMI ›]

kunigami likes to tease, touching your clit and then yanking his hand away or kissing you fervently just to have you keening for nothing a second later. so an idea pops into his head, and once he's got it - there's nothing that can convince him otherwise.

"c'mere, gonna feel good i promise," kuni jeers through a smirk as he pulls your hips down on the bed to meet his, brawny hands running up along your thighs. he prods the thick head of his cock at your folds, slipping in oh-so-agonizingly slow as he cages you between his forearms. "ohh got you so wet for me, mm- look at you..."

the stretch of even just the tip of kunigami's cock is enough to have you shuddering, the tightness sending jolts of pleasure through your thighs as he spreads them wider. your voice comes out in a shallow whimper, "mm- rennie, feels good.. want more."

"mm, nah... gotta fuck you with just the tip, baby. maybe if you whine enough i'll give it all to you," kuni sneers out against your skin, lips leaving open-mouthed kisses along your neck just so he can feel you shudder even harder underneath him. "gonna be good for me n' take it? so greedy, i know this pussy wants more, yeah..."

each teasing roll of his hips brings the head of his cock to hit a sensitive spot in your walls, and you feel like you could break at any second. but as much as you might beg and plead, kunigami's gonna have it his way - with just the tip of his cock fucking into you until you're falling apart on it.

"wanna see this pussy cum on the tip for me, all nasty just like my nasty girl."

[‹ SAE ›]

maybe sae just wants to see the sheer amount of power he has over you, or maybe he just wants to teach you a little lesson - but either way, he's made up his mind. he just can't help being a little mean with you, especially when you look so cute when you're teary-eyed and whining for him.

"not gonna move, wanna see you fuck yourself on it," sae mutters out as he slips just the head of his cock between your walls, stilling his hips as you lay on the mattress underneath him. the look you give him is one of confusion, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you try to rock your body downwards onto his cock. "there you go, fuck yourself just like that..."

"want all of it," you whimper out in a broken exhale, hips swirling and grinding on just the tip of his cock. it's agonizing - the pleasure that bubbles in your body with almost nothing to satisfy it. the look on his face is expressionless, but secretly enjoying the little whines in your cadence, "please... please sae."

"mm, wanna see you do it yourself. you're a good girl, yeah? so do it," sae murmurs out with a rasp, refusing to move his hips even an inch as you struggle to work any more of his cock inside on your own. his hands drag tantalizingly up your torso, pawing at your tits and flicking your nipples oh-so-softly with his thumbs just to see you shake a little more. "c'mon, you can do it. show me how good you are."

sae won't decide to move his hips until you're whining and cumming all over his cock, and it's only then that he finally admits you've been good enough to deserve a reward. but what sae won't admit as he rocks his hips into you and gives you the pleasure you've been begging for is that he wanted to fuck you, too.

"mm- such a good girl for me, gotta reward you... yeah, i do."

[‹ NOEL NOA ›]

sometimes noa likes to see just how strong he really is, and just the effect he has on you. he's always the one to take control, guiding you to take him just how he likes it - in multiple positions, ones that rely on his strength, or ones that let him see just how pretty you are when you're losing your mind on his cock.

"yeah, just like that..." noa rasps out as he adjusts his hips underneath you, brawny hands gripping your waist and holding your body stable to hover over his lap. he lowers your frame enough to where just the tip of his cock slips in, his sheer strength holding you up. "hold still for me baby, gonna fuck you just a little."

"ohh- shit," you sigh out the word hazily as you feel the head of his cock stretching your walls and prodding only just a little bit inside. everything in your body is telling you to sit all the way down on his lap, only to be met with resistance as noa holds you up with no room to budge. "fuck- noel, want it all... please."

"mm-mm, you can do it. know you can, so good for me..." noa admires the glimmers of both lust and frustration in your eyes with a little smirk of his own, his hips angled to hit just the spot he knows makes you fall apart for him. he indulges you a little more, heavy ruts shaking the bed as his cock pokes just the head far enough inside to have you shaking in his hold. "oh, there you go... lean into me, baby. feels so good, huh?"

it's when you make those pretty faces and sounds as you're cumming hard on the tip that noa's muttering out 'atta girl... such a big one, huh? all for me? fuck- so pretty...' the way you're tightening around the head of his cock so harshly has a grunt falling from his lips, and he can't help but finally fuck up all the way into you like you deserve.

"mm- that's my girl.. wanna see you cum like that one more time."

2023 SAETOSHIS.

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[haetrack]

[17:10]

warnings: renjun x afab!reader, pillow humping, slight scent kink, renjun gets caught

this is probably the most inconvenient thing renjun has ever done.

he’s currently getting himself off to the thought of you, his best friend, which is already inconvenient in itself. what’s worse, he’s humping his pillow pathetically while thinking about you, his hand not being enough anymore.

earlier, he had wrapped his fist around his aching cock, too horny to care about how he’d feel guilty afterwards. all the thoughts of you swirled in his mind over how touchy you seem to be around him. he wonders what you’d think if you saw him like this.

he’d push your hands away from him, push you away if you stared at him for too long. if he’d let you stare, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from getting into his head, imagining your teary eyes as he fucked you.

all this pent up frustration leads him to tonight, fist gliding along his dick as he whines out your name. he tries to excuse it by saying this will be the only time he'll do this. until his fist doesn’t feel like enough, thoughts of you under him taking up too much of his mind.

without rationally thinking, he moves the pillow he was laying against under him, an embarrassed frown on his face as he straddles it. his cock is twitching against his stomach in anticipation, waiting for him to grind down onto the fabric.

he leans forward a bit, his cock pressing against his pillow. at the first roll of his hips, he lets out a small whine at the feeling. it doesn’t take long for him to find a good rhythm, the feeling too good for him not to like.

he practically collapses on top of the pillow, arms giving out as pleasure consumes him. he rubs his face against it, pretending it’s your neck he’s nuzzling into. one of his hands grips on to the side of the pillow, imagining it’s the soft skin at your hips that he's holding.

he’s imagining fucking his cock into your cunt, thinking about how your walls would clench around him. his tip leaks precum against the fabric, causing an easier glide for him. it’s so humiliating getting off like this when he could easily ask you.

he’s getting close embarrassingly fast, his hips fucking into the pillow at the thought of you. maybe next time when you sleepover, he’ll let you have his pillow, letting you put all of your scent on it. he’d be surrounded by you next time he gets off, all without you knowing-

his thoughts are interrupted by his phone vibrating nearby. he lets out an annoyed groan, too preoccupied to talk to anyone. he lets it ring, but another call comes right after. he sighs, fully plopping down on the pillow, checking who could be calling him at the worst time.

it’s you. he decides to answer. what could you possibly need right now?

“hey, renjun.”

at the sound of your voice saying his name, he can’t help but let his hips grind down into the pillow. it’s not like you know what he’s doing. he shakily answers, “hey, um, how are you?”

you want to laugh at how off he sounds. he's out of breath, his voice is shaky, and you swear you hear him roll around in bed. "doing fine. how are you? it sounds like you just finished running or something."

renjun immediately sits up straight. no way he's been caught that fast. "no, i just- i wasn't doing anything."

his voice is laced with something you can't quite place yet. he sounds cute though, reminding you of all the times you tease him. his cheeks would always go pink before he would push you away. for the sake of your friendship, you would always try to ignore it.

except now, it's just the two of you on a call. he's all yours right now, and you don't intend to stop teasing him. you sigh, "hm, i think you're lying, but it's fine. i just got home from class and i was bored."

"you were bored so you called me?" you can hear him huff on the other side of the call.

"yeah, wanted to call my favorite person," you laugh. a groan let out by renjun is followed right after, slightly muffled by something. you badly want to ask what he was doing, but that would be too easy. you'll play the long game.

"it's not like i have anything to do. i was super tired today, all i wanted to do was talk to you."

renjun is quiet on the other end. he doesn't mean to, but his hips start moving against the pillow again. he hates how easy it is for him to lose himself when it comes to you. he's trying to be subtle about it, slow grinds into his pillow and his hand covering his mouth as you talk about your day.

he feels a little like a pervert doing this, but it's not his fault he got interrupted. if someone else would have called him, it would've ruined it for him and he would've had to stop. but it was you who called him, and he can't help think about how nice your voice sounds to him right now.

maybe another time, you could help guide him, telling him to fuck his pillow like a loser. a small groan escapes his mouth at the thought, and he hears your voice stop. he should be scared, worried at what you might think, but your reaction just brings him closer to cumming.

"renjun?" you call out to him and he's trying hard to stifle his noises.

“mhm? sorry, i zoned out near the end.”

he’s being way too quiet for you. he still sounds out of breath, and put your ear the speaker of your phone. there’s huffs of breaths renjun is letting out and rustling noises coming from his end. what is he doing?

you don’t know what else to do but to joke around, “you’re not, like, jerking off or anything, right?”

and suddenly, the call is quiet. there’s no more hushed breaths or rustling, but complete silence on his end of the call. you feel a little shocked, because there’s no way he’s actually getting off, right? right?

“renjun, answer me.”

“n-no, i’m just laying down, i d-don’t-”

you don’t know what comes over you, “are you sure? should i come over and check for myself?”

“n-no!” renjun practically yells into the phone. despite his words, his hips begin grinding into the pillow again. why he loses all his composure around you? he’s not sure.

“hm, sorry about that. i guess it would be weird if your best friend asked if you were getting off on a call.” you raise the volume of your phone, hearing the hushed whines renjun lets out.

he’s definitely lying.

if renjun had the courage, he’d tell you to come over. he’d pin you down to his bed like how he has his pillow, driving his cock into you as you apologize for teasing him so much. he’d be surrounded by your scent, his lips pressing kisses to the skin of your neck.

the thought brings him close, and renjun realizes he’s quickly losing the battle of trying to hold off. he’s letting out small whines muffled into his pillow, his tip leaking all over his pillow as he picks up his pace. he doesn’t even realize that you stopped talking.

when he’s about to cum, he lets out a whine higher than he means it to be, his fingers trying to quickly mute his phone. before he can, you ask, “are you gonna cum, renjun? gonna cum for me?”

a moan of your name slips out of him as his hips stutter against the pillow, cum spurting out of his tip as it stains the fabric. he can imagine your walls clenching around him, the sound of your voice moaning his name as you cum around him.

you can feel yourself throbbing, having to cross your legs together to try to stifle the need building up in you. you’re not sure if he’s aware of how loud he’s being, whines and moans taking up all the call. you burn them into your memory, trying to imagine just how good he looks right now.

when he comes down from his high, you can hear him let out an embarrassed groan. you laugh at him as he tries to shush you. “didn’t know you could get so horny,” he can imagine the grin on your face, “why did you even answer the call if you were getting off?”

“you called me twice,” he huffs, “what if you were in an emergency?”

“think it would be very unfortunate if i told you that i was in danger while you had your hand wrapped around your dick.”

“i wasn’t doing that!”

you make a confused noise, “but weren’t you jerking off?”

renjun realizes he’s made this worse for himself. he can't just tell you he was using a pillow to get off. he isn't even supposed to tell anyone that he was getting off, let alone his best friend. he tries brushing it off, "why do you even want to know? you're literally crazy."

you're silent on the other end, and he assumes it's probably best to hang up. he ends the call, letting his phone fall in front of him as he lets out an embarrassed sigh. how did that even happen? you probably won't ever like him back now.

except, his phone starts vibrating again. when he goes to pick it up, it's an incoming facetime call from you. he stares at himself through the phone, his pink cheeks on display as he reluctantly answers. he's greeted with the image of you, looking a little too desperate as you stare at renjun.

you shift up to show more of yourself to renjun, "i wanna- i wanna see what you were doing. i'll show you how i get off, i just- just need to see you."

how is he supposed to say no when he sees you squirming in your spot? he props his phone up, a slightly humiliated look on his face as he shows you the pillow he was grinding against. he sees a smile form on your face, watches how your eyes widen at the sight.

it's not fair that he's doing this alone. "i need to see you, fuck- need to see you so bad. i'm like this because of you."

and like you always do, you tease him with that pretty smile on your face, "show me."

-

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#nct smut #nct dream smut #renjun smut #renjun x reader #renjun scenarios

[footballffbarbiex]

Trent fucking his gf to the sound of Virgil and his wife next door bc that shit got his girl horny?🤭

"Trent," you say, peppering his face with kisses as you half cover his body with your own. "Baby, wake up. I need you."

It wasn't a total lie. You'd tried to leave Trent for as long as possible, hoping that your hand and fingers could bring you to a satisfying orgasm but if anything, it felt like foreplay and nothing more. The bedding beneath your butt was wet through thanks to the orgasm that you had had, but the only thing that was going to satisfy you was having Trent's cock deep within you.

Your back had arched as you'd rubbed circles on your clit with one hand while two fingers had stretched open your soaked hole and plunged inside repeatedly. You're surprised that Trent had slept through it so far, both the way that the bed no doubt bounced slightly as you finger fucked yourself to an orgasm, the way your whimpers had fallen from your lips and seemed to bounce around the room like the old DVD logo from each side of the screen.

"Please baby, wake up," You begin to head down from his face to his neck, your tongue working along with your lips until you're sucking small amounts of flesh between your lips. He'll no doubt have words with you if you do leave a hickey but you don't care. You're seconds away from gripping his dick through his boxer shorts and just starting without him waking up, but that wouldn't be as fun - even if he has said he wouldn't mind being woken up like that.

Trent needs to know why you're this fucking turned on.

The sound of Virgil's grunts and quiet "that's it, fucking take my cock" can be heard. You can picture him fucking into his wife deeply, with her knees either up to her chest to ensure that he enters her as much as possible, or her thighs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer and not letting him pull out far before he's slamming back into her once more.

Her moans sound like heaven to your ears, the raspy groans that she makes combined with the incredibly "feminine" type sounds that makes you want to bang on their door and demand to be let in just so you can be the reason for those sounds. "Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, fuck baby. Just like that. Just like that." Her words had driven you over the edge, you'd closed your eyes and almost blocked out Virgil's sounds as you'd focused purely on her.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't know who was turning you on the most, because the answer is her.

"Timeisit?" Trent groans as he turns over and buries his face into the pillow.

"Late still."

He makes an unhappy noise until you guide his hand to between your legs and let him feel just how fucking wet you are and this gets his attention.

"What's got you all fired up?" he asks, fingers now instinctively working at your sopping hole while his lips find yours hungrily. He doesn't allow you to answer, his tongue works yours in such a way that you can envision oh too easily how it would feel as it worked at your pussy.

Your hand trails down his body until you reach his waistband and find a thick swell already nudging at the fabric begging to be released. He bucks into your touch, using his body as permission to touch him since he cannot speak right now. You make quick work of his boxers, pulling his long, thick cock free with ease and begin to stroke him from base to tip until he's fully hard. Pre-cum dots at the slit already and Trent rocks his hips back and forth, fucking your fist as he whimpers into your mouth.

His own hand picks up the pace, his fingers occasionally pulling from inside of you and using your own juices as a form of lubricant, he strokes disgustingly precise circles right on the spot that makes you cum at a record time.

"Wait," he says, pulling away from you and you can see the confusions he cocks his head to the side to listen. "Is that..."

"Mmmm hmm."

"Well this feels naughty." He confesses with a shit eating grin.

"It feels like I really fucking need your dick baby." You say as you bite down on his bottom lip and give it a swirl with your tongue. "Please Trent, please fuck me."

"Gonna make sure the next time they fuck, they'll be thinking about the way you sound instead."

#trent alexander arnold one shot #trent alexander arnold imagine #trent alexander arnold smut #trent alexander arnold x reader

[geltears]

thoughts 

thinking abt casual fuck buddy!Ran who swears you're just a quick fuck every now and then but he still calls you baby in that sweet tone that always has you shimmying out of your panties for him. he likes to think there's nothing more to it but he knows he's lying to himself because strangers don't remember girls' favourite perfume or the day their favourite store is having a sale and then again, he doesn't regret buying you that necklace because he thinks it looks really good when you're on him.

fuck buddy!Ran who subconsciously drives to your place when he's hot and bothered and just can't stop thinking about you. he doesn't need to knock because he's got a key and that's reason #3 why he thinks there's just a little more to this and you think so too-- at least, you do when he's got your knees folded into your chest and you're moaning yes yes all for you- just you, Ran.

And he's got a little soft spot for you so he always fucks you slow, cock achingly hard as he rolls his hips into you. he keeps his hands on your hips, rubbing slow reassuring circles into your skin because he's gonna take care of you.

Ran who's a little rough when he's just got into a fight and he's yet again, walking into your room with a bulge in his pants. he fucks you up against your wall, blood-stained hands dragging you back and forth on his cock while he mumbles nonsense into your ear because he knows you like that. he's going "baby- you like that?", not because he cares..he just likes the way it rolls off his tongue. and when he feels your cunt clench around him and your arms fly to his neck, he finally lets his hands roam to find your clit and rub circles into it.

"C'mon baby, make a mess on my cock", he tells you but you're already too fucked out to process his words. "Ran- Ran," he hears you moan and now his hips are slowed, cock still hitting that spot that has you digging your nails into his shoulders but he doesn't mind because he's a bit sensitive himself: tip throbbing and leaky, ready to give himself to you. "you're so fucking wet," goes his groan and really your slick is running down his balls but he loves it- so messy, just for him.

He's the only one you're with so you're always slightly eager to feel his cock stretch you out and though he'll never admit it (because you two just aren't together like that), he's not fucking anyone else so he always gives it to you raw and hard, letting you feel his hot and throbbing cock as he fucks into the wetness of your cunt. "You feel that baby? 'S all for you, so hard just for you."

But no you're not dating

#thinking #fwb!ran haitani #ran haitani #haitani ran #ran haitani x reader #haitani ran x reader #ran haitani x you #haitani ran x you #ran haitani imagine #haitani ran smut #ran haitani smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #fem reader #drabble #ns4w #Female reader

[doki-doki-imagines]

hi! maybe a little self indulgent but was wondering if you could write a lil drabble of earthrealm gang x yn (fem y/n if possible) but she’s related to shang tsung in some way (idk sister, daughter if u wanna get real silly) and shes just as pretty but just as mean :3c ty!

author note: In some the reader is the sister in others the daughter. Going for hcs for my mental health :)

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Johnny Cage: -He doesn't completely trust you, even if damn, you are hot. -Like he can't resist flirting with you even if it means getting the harshest rejection ever. -At this point, it is a challenge more than anything else. Once one of your failed potions exploded right into his face while he was blabbering one of his cheesy pickup lines. "You are smoking." "Hot?" "No, just smoking." You reply, pinching a strand of hair still on fire, extinguishing it. -You know 99% of boys stop flirting just before getting a date? Johnny's positive mindset won't let him fall for this trap. -Maybe you'll fall for his loserboy behavior…

Kenshi Takahashi: -Mh the ex-yakuza doesn't trust you one bit. Even if you never betrayed them. -It's just that you like lying a bit too much for his liking. -"I'll keep an eye on you." You chuckle "What eye? I don't see any on your face." You shrug his words off. -Nobody has ever been blacklisted this fast in Kenshi's mind. -But for real, he'll keep your every step checked ready to attack at any of your missteps. -"If you like spying on me so much you could take me out on a date so I can answer all your questions." You hear him choking on his saliva before snapping back. "How do you know I'm spying on you?" Your eyes widened getting closer to him "So I was right? You are spying on me? Damn, you must be so down bad for me-" -The idea of falling one of Wu Shi mountains sounds so good now for Kenshi. "Come pick me up at 9 p.m. and take me to a nice place it has been so long since I've eaten something nice." -Seems like Kenshi has a new problem to deal with. -Also because Madame Bo is the only place nearby…

Kung Lao: -He doesn't trust you at all, your mother may have been a nice woman but your father is terrible! And with your sharp words, Lao thinks you have taken his personality too. -"Begone sorcerer! My hat will slice you in two if you take another step closer." "I'm sure my words have done more damage than that stupid hat." -Actually, a friendship will develop thanks to your constant fights, not always won by you. -Raiden better if you stay alert, you have two sly foxes in the temple now

Raiden: -He isn't as wary as the others, after all you haven't done anything wrong. Being born from such an evil guy doesn't make you evil. -But damn, you can be so harsh with him at times. More than once Raiden wanted to remind you that if it wasn't for him you would be homeless and a loser just like your father. -But then Raiden remembers it's actually thanks to Liu Kang if you are there and bites his tongue. -You are also one of the few people able to make Raiden snap! Most monks never saw such fury before he met you. -"You should thank me. Weak minds don't last much in battle." "If you expect me to thank you for pissing me off you'll have to wait your entire lifetime, snotty sorcerer."

Liu Kang: -When he created this new timeline he hoped a sister could tone down Shang Tsung's evil intentions. -But at the end he threw you away, treating you like a stepping stone to the road to achieve his goal. -So Liu Kang took you in. That doesn't mean you will so easily forgive him for his mistake. -Your words slice his heart frequently. Not because you want to cry about your condition, it's mostly your fault after all, but simply because you like to tease that raw nerve that awakens a usually hidden side of him. -"Shut your mouth or I'll seal your lips forever!" "Ohhh-" you coo at his words "But then how I'll latch my lips at your throat? You seemed to like it yesterday." You say, pressing a finger on the spot where the hickey should be, already recovered thanks to his godly nature. -Liu Kang stomps his right foot on the ground before running out from your lab. How he can love you so much and despise you at the same time is something he still has to wrap his head around.

Geras: -A saint. You may tease, joke, just be nasty and Geras will reply with the calmest voice ever. -Liu Kang told him to make you feel at home and Geras takes his job seriously. -You nagged him a lot about the hourglass, making you take a small peak at it but he never let you close. -"You are too serious Geras, loosen up a little." "It's to compensate for your lack of rules." -You still have to warm up to each other…

Bi-Han: -He doesn't like you. AT ALL. -Bi-Han looks at you with a face dripping with scorn. Even if you are taller than him, he'll make you feel like an ant. -If you tease him too much he'll snap back and won't keep himself from hitting you. -But if you stroke his ego, promising him strength and glory… -As your brother told you "If you want men to do what you want stroke their ego and they will be at your feet." -He also did an analogy comparing the ego to a di- Okay I think the point is clear.

Kuai Liang: -He doesn't trust you, but if Liu Kang decided to keep you with them he won't oppose his decision. -Liang will often ask to train with you, mostly to test your skill level and eventually prepare for a future betrayal. -Also your lab will be often spied, checking if your experiments are safe and good for Earthrealm. -Till one day Liang found a small card on your desk "Train better your men, I could tell someone sneaked in the first time. Shirai Ryu won't last long otherwise." -He tightens the grip on the card, rolling it up before throwing it on the ground. -Liang was the only one that has been spying on you…

Tomas Vrbada: -He doesn't trust you immediately but he is one of the few to give you a chance. -Tomas won't be like a dog, following you around and completely trusting you, but he'll be one to bring you a hot beverage in cold winters when you are alone in your lab. -He answers wittily to your words and rarely he gets dejected. -"I suppose you won't survive in the Lin Kueis if you had a weak mind or if you are simply an idiot…" You whisper out, Tomas' ears catching your words anyway. "…You thought I was an idiot?" -You'd like to reply "Why the paste tense? I still do." but you decide to bite your tongue. You don't mind his company after all.

#mk x reader #mk1 x reader #mortal kombat x reader #mk headcanons #mk1 headcanons #mortal kombat headcanons #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #kenshi takahashi #kenshi x reader #liu kang #liu kang x reader #geras #geras x reader #mk1 raiden #raiden x reader #kung lao #kung lao x reader #bi han #bi han x reader #kuai liang #kuai liang x reader #tomas vrbada #mk1 smoke #tomas x reader #smoke x reader

[he-calls-me-kitten]

"Please Me."

The demon brothers react to F!MC's spicy commands

"A good way to understand exactly how much power your pact has is to make demands they would usually not expect." Solomon explained.

"What if it's against their moral code? Something they genuinely don't want to do?" You asked. "It would be wrong to ask such things, wouldn't it?"

Solomon nodded in approval. "Indeed. That is why it's important to understand and know the demon well before using the pacts."

"Hmm...well I do have an idea about what to ask them to do. They would never do it on their own accord but... I don't think they'd mind if I asked." You said, your cheeks tinted red at your own intentions.

Solomon smirked. "Do remember that this is your assignment by me. Whatever you're planning I expect to hear it in detail. And I'll know if you're lying, okay?"

Back at the house, you seek out the one you want to test it on. "Come to my room." You said, taking them by the hand.

You took your seat on the edge of the bed. "Down. On the floor." You wagged your finger and down he went on his knees, looking up at you with suspicion.

Just for the sake of context, you undid the first few buttons on your uniform shirt. "I command you...to please me."

Lucifer

His eyes went wide for only a second before he took a bow and let his hands undo your belt. He was turned on by your sheer audacity - the way you so shamelessly disrupted his work...for this.

You want pleasure? He'll drown you in it.

He forced the belt off you and pulled down your skirt and panties in with one swift motion. You gripped your sheets in anticipation.

"Raise your arms, MC. I need to take that off." He tugged on the front of your bra.

"Okay..." You couldn't look into the intense red in his eyes. You already knew what was coming didn't you? You raised your arms shakily.

He pulled your top off and stared at you for a while, his cheeks flushing red. He swooped down for a kiss, while his hands unclasped your bra and pulled it off.

And now sat there, stark naked while he feasted on your body with his eyes. He tightened his jaw, gripping your waist. "Look forward to having your expectations exceeded...master."

Mammon

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His face grew red hot within seconds but your command kept him stuck in one place.

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me, Mammon."

Your sultry, inviting eyes weren't helping him at all. He gripped his knees to stop himself from falling over.

His hands ached and twitched to rip your clothes straightaway. But his mind was baffled by this turn of events. He was drinking you in with his stare.

"You need a little more encouragement, do you? Fine then. I'm a good master after all." You smiled before lifting your skirt hem with the tips of your fingers, exposing your thighs to him.

And that was it. Mammon went feral. Gripping, licking and biting at your sensitive skin so intensely you had to grab his head by the fistful.

"S-slow down, Mammon!" You squealed as he pulled away your panties and ripped off his own shirt.

"I'm just following your commands, human. So lift your legs over my shoulders already."

Leviathan

Levi let out a scream which he then subdued with his own hands. He didnt want to alert his brothers. He didn't want to them to see you...like this.

Fuck. It almost feels like he's trapped in a hentai.

"M-MC what are you saying all of s-sudden...I can't.. I can't...move away..."

Levi wanted to make a dash for it but here he was at your feet. You rubbed your thighs together for nonchalant emphasis.

"What a bad demon you are. Trying to disobey your master like this? Should I never come to you again?" You let your feet rest on his thighs.

"N-No! No anything but that, please! I'll obey!" Levi whimpered, sensitive to the touch. He grabbed your feet and held them to his chest. He was almost begging you to step on him.

You tilted your head to the side and waited for him to make his move. His hands inched upwards on you until they rested on your breasts and squeezed.

"Is..is this okay?" He asked, unsure. Your red cheeks and nodding was enough for him. He pushed all the fabric aside at once and put his mouth on your sensitive nubs, sucking hard like his life depended on it.

Satan

He was caught off-guard. Almost falling backward from the whiplash. But he was just as quick to recover.

"Are you quite sure you can handle it, MC?" He stared at you, solemn and serious. "Because I happen to be in one of my moods today."

Your body trembled at the implications. But you braved on, excited. He noticed and smirked.

"Hands up, MC." He undid his bowtie.

You did as he asked. He held bound your wrists together, so pretty with the bow. Wait, weren't you supposed to be ordering him around?

"Satan, wait, you can't- mmphh!" He silenced you, slipping his tongue through your open lips.

"I can't? But I just did... kitten." He let out a laugh before he ripped your shirt off you. You yelped at the sudden coolness of air touching your skin. He pressed warm, teasing kisses down youer jaw and neck down to your belly.

"We'll have to get you a new one. Have fun explaining what happened here, MC."

Asmodeus

He had never been more excited. He was going to burst from pleasure simply at the amount of lust filling your eyes right now.

"Where do you want me to start? How would like me, darling? Tender? Rough? I'm all yours..."

He was already getting handsy with his hands snaking under your skirt and pulling down your panties off your legs.

"Hmm I'd like to torment you, Asmo." You smirked. His jaw fell open at your boldness.

"Tie your hands with this. Make it tight." You tossed him your tie.

Within a few quick movements he was done. You smiled. "Good boy. Now open your mouth." You pulled out one of his ribbons and stuffed it into his mouth, gagging him.

He mumbled your name in confusion. You wordllessly unzipped his pants letting his member spring free.

"Now sit there and keep your eyes on me." You undressed completely. "I want to see if you're dirty enough to cum just by looking." Asmo was already erect at that.

Asmo almost toppled over, moaning endlessly, struggling against his binds, as you pleasured yourself in front of him.

Beelzebub

His eyes grew darker in subtle arousal. He simply nodded and proceeded to take off his own shirt.

J-just like that? No questions?

You blushed at his prompt response. And hot body of course. You were honestly intimidated.

"It'll be better if you laid down, MC." He gently laid you back in bed. He undid your skirt and pulled it off quietly.

You squeezed your thighs, squirming under his simple yet intense gaze. "Beel..."

"I'll be gentle." He said, holding your legs and slowly pushing himself between them. You could feel him big and bulging through his pants, rubbing against your panties.

How many times had he done this before? How were his movements so sure?

"Ah Beel!" You moaned as he bent down, placing wet kisses down your chest. He stopped at your panties and then proceeded to lick you through the thin fabric

"I love your taste, MC." He said as he pushed the fabric aside and thrust his tongue inside.

Belphegor

"Alright. Hop on." Belphie sat himself down on the floor completely and beckoned to you.

"Hop where?" You asked lowering yourself to the floor. Belphie pulled you into his lap with a sharp tug on your arms.

That was...quick.

"You look even better up close." He muttered grabbing you by the waist and pushing you closer into him.

"You aren't too bad either." You chuckled as he stripped your shirt off you. He shut you up with a kiss.

"Mhmmmh- " You couldn't say another word as he deepened it further. He tasted sweet before his lips left your mouth and he started undoing his own pants.

He started out soft and then went rougher than your ever had. You were his for tonight and he made sure you knew that.

#obey me #obey me solomon #obey me belphie #obey me beel #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me smut #obey me mammon

[veintrry]

I could make you more than a drink.

bartender!scaramouche x gn!reader, flirting, teasing.

an: I saw a bartender do cool tricks and I was like, "fuck, that's hot." so here i am.

@/AraAraImpact on twt

After a painfully exhausting day of working at a place that does nothing to satisfy you emotionally, you go to a bar on your way home, contrary to your usual self. However, this change brings a catalyst of difference into your life in the form of the violet-eyed bartender that serves you.

The sun was just setting down as you departed from your work and you found yourself exhausted as always. You didn't really have a job you loved, to you a job was just that, a job. It didn't have to be something you liked as long as it paid the bills, but you'd be lying if you had said it wasn't tiresome.

You weren't a common customer at pubs or bars around your town, you weren't much of a drinker, it wasn't really up your alley. Though, you couldn't deny that sometimes you wanted something that would hit you so strong you'd forget about anything prior to that moment. And that's why you were here, taking a seat on the black cushioned high chair, letting out a worn out sigh.

"No need to sigh so loud."

A somewhat annoyed voice pipes up, and when you meet the owner of the voice he rolls his eyes at you. "Oh, my apologies, did I bother you?" Sarcasm laces your voice as you rest your head on the back of your hand. "You did." He wore a stone faced look, his facial muscles never budging except for his eyes that narrowed onto you the more you spoke. "So sorry." You smiled, and he could tell how cheap you were being. Whatever, he'll move on. "What do you want?"

"Dark and Stormy." You answer, and watch his brow rise in question at your request, "Who ruined your day?" It could've merely been that you werent well acquainted with drinks and merely chose whatever sounded the coolest or bitter, but he found it oddly aligned with your disheveled self. It's not like he didn't notice how overworked you appeared when you entered, but it's not like he cared to think much of it. "Wouldn't you like to know." A hum leaves you, amused as you are. He didn't continue prying.

You wonder if your personality is more teasing whenever you are feeling worse. Though you don't really care enough to focus on that when you have the man before you picking up a smaller shaker and flicking a larger one off the bar side, flipping it in the air to catch it upright with his free hand. You always forget how easily entertained you are by these tricks. He takes a peek at you, taking note of your amusement. You were so simple, but he'd indulge you.

He sets the shakers down, instead pulling out three bottles with a spin before tossing each one into the air, and beginning to juggle them. How he has the confidence to do so you don't know, but he must be extremely qualified to be behind that bar or at least had been here for a long time. You could hear some 'ooh's and 'ah's by some other customers whilst others seemed used to it. Maybe you'll try it when you go home, although you really shouldn't.

Catching the bottles, the tip inbetween his fingers he sets two down, picking up the jiggler by his side and twirling it before pouring the liquid into it and then dumping that into the shaker. He repeats the act a couple of times till he starts squeezing fresh orange juice to pour in as well. He puts the lid on and starts shaking it up near the side of his head, giving you time to admire him and get a proper look at him.

His chest rose with each breath he took, you saw how his mouth would open in to take a deep inhale at times. He wss a great bartender but he wasn't the biggest fan of crowds. You now strangely notice how the sleeves of his black tight shirt are rolled up, the lines of his triceps now becoming apparent and you don't miss how well built his lower arm is.

He sets the shakers down, breaking you out of your thoughts. And he smirks at you almost mischievously. He knew.

He begins pouring the drink, and somehow it only dawns on you now that this isn't what you ordered as he sets it down. "What's the big idea?"

"You shouldn't be having something so bitter."

"Oh? And you're dictating that?"

"I am." It's best for you.

You shot him a glare, but he merely shrugged seemingly unbothered and went back to serving other customers.

_

Time passed yet you paid no regard to it, too caught up on gazing blankly at your drink, swirling the glass from time to time and watching the liquid ripple in reaction. Taking miniscule sips as the evening sky delved into an azure shade of darkness. As people left, as some came and as some merely spent their time there having forgotten the concept of time just as you had, he kept his eye on you, observing you. Despite you coming in so gloomy, it seemed that even a drink wasn't going to curb your worries.

"Hey."

You hear the sound of a towel being hit against something slightly hard, a pat sound occuring. You look up to see the bartender from before, a cloth over his shoulder. "Yeah?" You responded nonchalantly. Your tone seemed to make him frustrated as his eyes narrowed down onto your slumped figure. "You're scaring people away with that depressing face." Turning to your left and right, you notice that there is in fact no one sitting beside you.

You bite the inside of your mouth before making eye contact with him again, taunting your head to the side. "So?" It didn't matter what face you were making, it's not like it would change the taste of their drinks so why blame it on you.

"So," He pulls on his black latex gloves, securing them around his wrist prior to fetching an item from underneath the under bar. He pulls out an ice pick as his other hand reaches into a container picking out a cube of ice. "I'm going to be carving these for a while." Indigo orbs separate their focus from the icy block in his hands, and momentarily glance at you through lidded eyes, "Entertain me." You almost miss the slight quirk of his lip.

Why he had taken an interest in you, or well, bothered to even offer you an ear to listen to your ramblings, you didn't know. But you wouldn't deny the offer for a release.

With an exhausted exhale, – that he rolled his eyes at, again – you began speaking about your day, which evolved to you talking about the recent weeks, then it turned to you telling him about the past few months and then all that came before. It wasn't intentional, it's just that the line blurred the more you went on about your job. What did you ever wanna do when you were younger? Isn't it naive to have dreams? Isn't money what's most valuable, after all how can you even start to fantasise without having the materials to do so?

Laying yourself bare to a stranger wasn't on your to-do list today, but you found the sound of him breaking the ice with a pick and cutting it with a serrated knife to make an oddly beautiful shape, appearing clean like a marble, to be satisfying. It's not like you were going on without stopping, sometimes you'd glance up to him, he wouldn't meet your eyes but he'd tell you to go on, humming in acknowledgement as you continued to speak.

You really didn't get if this qualified as entertainment but he didn't seem to mind. Still, you didn't want to be acting all sad when he asked for you to amuse him, so you threw in some stories of some stupid occasions in your life, though once you told him these things he looked at you like you were the biggest moron he's ever seen in his life.

_

"When I turned around it was on fire."

You hear a well sculpted ice fall into the container with a loud clunk and when you raise your eyes to perceive his expression he wears the most judgmental look you had ever seen. His eyes were practically glaring at you and his mouth was agape. It was like you had told him the most disgusting irksome information ever.

It took a moment before he spoke again, "You fucking burned spaghetti? You. Burned. Spaghetti." It certainly didn't sound like a question but it was more so the shock that made it seem that way.

"Holy shit, you're a fucking idiot. Oh my god."

"It wasn't my fault! The fire was stronger, I didn't know that we had the gas tank changed into a different brand!"

"...How many times."

"...What?"

"How many times did it happen?"

"..."

Neither one of you blinks and your expression didn't budge once, but that told him everything he wished he never knew. You witnessed the realisation seep into his eyes and somehow he seemed to think less of you, but you had to defend yourself.

"It was only twice!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WAS ONLY TWICE??"

_

Least be said, you think you two got along well.

By now the bar had emptied out and you couldn't believe that you actually spent that much time here. Your glass was empty and the bartender didn't waste time swiping it away and wiping the wet imprint left on the darkly wooden counter, it allowed you a closer look at his hand, having taken off the gloves after he had finished tending to all that carving. You didn't make any efforts to hide how focused you were on them.

You must admit you didn't think he'd have his nails so well taken care of, they were almond shaped, not long, not short, just an average amount. He had his cuticles well taken care of and his fingers were pretty slender, his skin outlining his bones.

A cough interrupts you, but you don't look up.

His knuckles were defined, you could see that the one at the centre was slightly different, you had your own guess as to why thinking he must've gotten a fight a long time ago to have done that, or maybe he boxes?

"You have no shame you know that?"

The hand you were looking at is seemingly gone from your field of vision as you follow the holder of the easing voice yet judgmental voice you've become acustomed to. "You don't seem to mind all that much." Putting the cloth back over his shoulder you see him smug as he rolls his eyes, his words drowning in sarcasm, "Oh, not at all. Believe me, you're the very first to be so bold with me. Really." You didn't doubt there were others who have flirted with him so directly, and with good reason, who wouldn't? Yes, he was appealing to the eye, but he also was very skilled as a bartender, had a rather soothing voice, and his personality was.. bearable, actually pretty likeable. Somewhat.

"Right, but do you always give them this much attention?"

That appeared to have shut him up. For someone who tended to express his emotions towards someone's words so openly he didn't seem to always embrace this fact. The way he glares at you was less of anger and more of embarrassment as though he had been caught doing what he himself hadn't noticed. This only made you smirk at him, and you were glad to say that you got to get a hand over him at least once this night. "Shut up"

"I totally got you."

"You're just a customer, it's formal courtesy."

"You're interested in me."

"Ha, says the one who's been ogling me like a lunatic!"

"Because I like you."

Silence. Complete and utter silence. That is, between you two only. Life around you was still bustling, however it felt muffled, as if your ears were turning all that you deemed irrelevant deaf. "What.."

To say he was stunned was a bit of an understatement. Okay, maybe to say you liked him so directly came off head strong, but you thought why not make a lasting impression. "I said, I like you." Your smirk now widening into a grin.

"You barely know me!"

"Love at first sight is such a miracle!" Words sappy accompanied with overdramatic gestures. Oh, you were fucking with him. To think he'd let himself be teased by someone like this, no way. No, he can't allow that.

The man before you was leaned over the counter, his face relatively close to yours. He had his arms crossed on the wooden decor of the front bar, his torso resting on his forearms. "Want to act that way? Fine by me."

You had to admit it was kind of intimidating in a way having him so up close, not that you were going to tell him that and have him move though. This allowed you to make really direct eye contact with him and though you somewhat wanted to pull away you knew this was a challenge from him and you must admit, you found the hue of his orbs quite tantalising. You don't think you had ever seen such a colour in someone's eyes, it was fitting of the night yet still gleaming. "But if you're going to do this, then can you not get so easily distracted?" He snapped his fingers near your ear and this time he's the one to sigh.

"I may be a bartender, but I could do more than be eye candy and make you drinks. I could give you more than you have ever wanted."

"Can't help it. All I want is riiight here."

That was cheesy and you would've cringed at yourself if that hadn't been the intent. He raised a brow at you, "Are you implying that you can't take your eyes off me?" And he seemed to sound rather amused by this knowledge. "Maybe." The bartender hums in response and returns to his normal position, standing straight behind the counter, a hand on his hip.

"Alright, I'll let you admire me." God, he really is likeable. "However, each hour you spend you have to pay for." You take it back.

A muffled laugh catches your interest as you see how sniffles his voice with the back of his hand. "I didn't think you had your hopes up so high." He thought seeing the way your face morphed into disappointment was definitely a worthy sight. "I pity you and I'm an oh-so generous soul, so, if you keep coming here I'll let you talk to me. And if I feel extra nice I'll tell you my name."

"Your name? It says it on your tag, it's Scaramouche, right? Then I'll call you Scara."

"Hmm, you can find out for yourself if that's true."

You hadn't expected a rather mild boring and tiring day to turn into this, but you were kinda glad it did now for you had something that intrigued you on your hands.

#scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche genshin impact #wanderer genshin #wanderer #wanderer x reader #genshin impact

[writingsbymo-mo]

Naughty, Naughty

Ran Haitani x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Contains: smut, spanking, daddy kink, pet names, hand job rough sex, creampie, slight bit of somnophilia

You couldn't sleep once again and thought it was a good idea to have a little fun with Ran. Little did you know that he had something planned to go along with your fun.

Note: no specified genitals on reader to keep this as gender neutral as possible

Minors DNI

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It was late in the evening when you retired for the night, being carried in Ran's arms to the bedroom, safe and warm. He sat on the bed, the mattress groaning under your shared weight. A few kisses trailed along your neck as he pulled you with him, rolling onto his side with you wrapped in his embrace. "Goodnight, sweetheart."

Can't sleep.....

Can't sleep.....

You stared at the wall, motionless in his arms, listening to his heavy sighs being drifted off into a deep slumber. How he easily fell asleep was beyond you. But in the short time of this poor attempt at rest, an idea popped in your head. You cracked a smirk, doing your best to carefully remove his arms from your waist without waking him. He groaned as you moved, shifting to lay on his back.

Perfect! That's just what you needed to continue your little scheme. You crawled back until you were parallel to his hips, peering down to the slight bulge in his pants. Was he already thinking about you in his sleep? Not that it matters now. You needed to be careful. Who knows what punishment he has up his sleeve tonight if you wake him.

Without hesitating, you reached into his pants, sliding your hand over his warm dick, teasing the slit with the tip of your pointer. You watched as his face scrunched up in delight causing you to smile. 'How cute.'

You grabbed his dick, hard, and began beating his meat as fast as you could go, hoping he'll cum right away and maybe have some more fun afterwords. But there was one thing you forgot. Ran is not exactly a true sound sleeper.

"Eep!"

You squeaked, suddenly lying on your back with an angry Ran pinning you to the bed.

"Well, well. What have you been up to hmm?" He growled, giving you a playful smirk. "Are you ready for your punishment, little brat?"

Your eyes lit up with an idea then you looked away with a pout. "But daddy..."

Ran's gaze darkened with lust as you heard a chuckle rumble in his chest. If you were going toplay this game then of course he'd play along. "Oh, so we're playing that tonight are we? And what did daddy say?"

You let your gaze wander, looking at everything except him as you shrunk into yourself. "It's bed time..."

Ran released you and sat up, reaching over to his nightstand in search for somethin. "And what do you think you' were doing?"

"....ummm....nothing..."

A dark laughfrom him as he ran one of his hands through his hair. "Nothing, huh. Doesn't look like nothing to daddy."

Your eyes widened as you realized what he just grabbed, watching him whip it out. His one and only baton. Oh, you were in for it now, but you were looking forward to the delicious sting he'd bring with it. "W-wait! I'm sorry daddy. I couldn't help myself...you look too pretty like that..." you pleaded.

He taps the baton on his shoulder playfully, then sighs. "Still, you'll have to be punished for that. Strip and lay over my thighs. Daddy is going to teach his slutty little angel when daddy says bed time, he means it."

You couldn't help but clench at his words, removing your clothes and throwing them into a pile by the bed. The cool air hit you with a shiver. You sought his warmth right then, crawling to him and presenting your ass as you rested your hips on his lap. Even though you couldn't see his face, you could feel the way he's smirking at you right now. How he has you wrapped around his fingers the moment you even tried to awaken him. You were completely at his mercy.

You heard the baton make a click, followed by a warm hamd rubbing your asscheeks tenderly, teasing you for what's to come. "Ok, tell daddy how many strokes you got in."

You froze. You couldn't remember. Of course he had to ask a question like this knowing you'd be distracted. "...um....about twenty-seven I think?" You squeezed your eyes shut. That was probably the wrong answer.

The tapping stopped. You shuddered in anticipation as you suddenly felt a hot breath against your ear. "You sure about that? Because I counted thirty-nine, little brat."

SMACK

"Ah!" You squeaked, gripping the sheets as you clenched your ass. It stung, but only a little. For now...

He rubbed your tender, slightly reddened flesh with care, almost teasing. "You better count every single one sweetheart or we'll have to start over."

SMACK

"O-one!"

SMACK

"T-two!"

SMACK

"Th-threee—Aaah!"

You moaned out a scream as he hit you a little harder, clenching and unclenching with every painful yet delightful sting. Ran hummed, pleased by your display, tracing the outlines were his baton landed. "You're doing good love, so good for daddy," he cooed and licked the shell of your ear. A chill ran through your nerves, making you squeal. Then a few kisses lingered on your neck, trailing all the way down to your ass. You could feel the smug bastard smiling against your tender, red asscheeks. He stayed there for a brief moment when he shifted. Waiting.

You waited for him, knowing what he was doing. He wanted to drag this out as long as possible. Wanting you to keep anticipating for him to continue. You wanted so bad to yell for him to get it over with. It hurt more to wait than to receive your punishment.

SMACK SMACK SMACK!!!!

"Ah—f-four! Five!!! S-sixx!!" You swear you'll be getting noise complaints come tomorrow morning with how loud you're being. Your eyes glossed over as almost inaudible whimpers escaped your chest. Over your shoulder, you peeked at the man serving your punishment.

His eyes had a glint of satisfaction, admiring his work with a toothy grin. "Mmm, your ass is already so red and we're not even halfway through your punishment," he paused, humming a tune that matched the rhythm of his strokes on your ass then giving you another smack from his baton. "Hmmm...question is, will my sweet baby be able to take it? If not, you better convince daddy you'll be good."

"Ah, daddy! I'll be good! I'll be good, I promise!!!" You pleaded a cry. Anything to keep from having...thirty-nine spankings...

"Oh, did you forget something?" He growled as he bit your ear. You felt those lips of his tug upward, knowing how easily he distracted you with his sweet words.

"Huh? Oh...s-seven...sorry daddy..."

Ran stroked your head lovingly, then leaned foqqrward, rewarding you with a tender kiss. "Good, good. Daddy's little angel is learning to behave. Now—"

SMACK SMACK!!!!

"Eight! N-nine!!!" Your screams grew louder as the tears streamed down your face, wincing when his hand touched your ass once more.

"Shhhshhh, you've been so good," he cooed, leaning down to kiss your nibble your neck as your nerves were set alight. "Think you can do one more for daddy?"

You whimpered and moaned with every little bite, nodding as you cried when he bit the sensitive area in your neck. "Yes, yes, I-I can go one more time! Please daddy, please!"

"That's it, good. Good."

SMACK

"TEN...F-FUCK!!!!" Your body jolted with the last hit. The stinging pain lingered. Ran picked you up, placing you on your side to face him as he began tracing the apple of your cheek, flashing a tender-loving smile, humming sweet praises. "Shhhh, you're so good, my precious baby," he trailed kisses along your neck and collarbone. "How about you turn around and come sit on daddy's lap, yeah? Would you like that?"

How could you refuse? You squealed as you sat up, wrapping your arms around his neck in a tight hug. "Thank you daddy! Hsss, it hurts..." You hissed. With the excitement for relief, you almost forgot about the state of your throbbing ass that'll be bruised come morning.

Ran placed his hands at your hips, sliding them along your sides. "Hmhm, you'll forget about it in a minute." He let one hand slide between your legs. Oh did that grin do things to you. "Tsktsk, would you look at that. You're such a slut aren't you. Look at how wet you are!" He teased, sliding his hand up and down between your thighs, gathering more slick as you felt yourself clench in delight. You slapped your hands over your face, trying to hold back your moans as you were being positioned over his throbbing dick.

Ran chuckled in amusement, prying your hands away from your face. "Aww, don't hide that pretty face. Keep your eyes on daddy. Unless...you don't want your reward for being so good."

"Ah no! I'll be good, I promise!"

"Promise daddy?"

"Yes, daddy!"

Ran reached to the bedside table with his long arms to grab the lube, squirting it on his hand, then shoved his fingers inside you, stretching you out as you cried out in surprise and pleasure. His slender fingers curled into the right places until he felt you were ready. You were repositioned over him, only the tip pressing into you, teasing you. He didn't budge until you were squirming in his hold. "Alright, then here we go."

He gripped your waist, pulling you onto him. The stretch of his dick left you breathless as your mouth formed an 'o' at the way he dragged against your walls. "Ah—so full...." You murmured when he bottomed out.

"Mmm, all for daddy haha!" Ran began an agonizingly slow, steady pace, wanting to make you squirm and beg for him. He whispered and licked the shell of your ear. You shuddered a cry for him as he chuckled, pressing ever so harder into you with every thrust.

It wasn't enough.

You needed more.

Wanted more.

"F-faster daddy!" You pleaded, looking him dead in the eyes with a pout, hoping to gain his favor.

Ran looked at you, his features shifting to his signature shit eating grin. He wasn't going to let you win yet. No, of course not. He tauntingly waved his finger as he sang, "ah, ah. What's the magic word, darling?"

"Awww...daddy! Noo..." You whined, placing your hands upon his shoulders, raising and lowering your hips, begging for more.

"I won't move until you say it."

"Please?!"

"What?"

"Daddy? Ah fuuuuck!!!" He slammed into you rapidly, his balls slapping the base of your ass. You clenched around him as shockwaves went through you, throwing your head back the harder and faster he ground himself against your sweet spot.

"Mmm sooo tight and warm for me. I can never get enough of you sweetheart!" He groaned, squeezing your hips so tight you were sure to have bruises.

Your insides clenched harder. The white hot pleasure almost ready to consume you. "Daddy! I'm close!!!" You cried, pressing his tip into the spot that made you see stars with each press. He picked up the pace, wanting to finish with you. "Mmm, daddy is close too."

"Ah, please! Inside me daddy!"

His gaze darkened with lust, pounding into you faster and faster as your walls began to close around him in a vice. "Mmm, so dirty. You want daddy to fill you up? To mark you as mine?"

"Yesss!!! Please!!!"

"Ggh, here it comes baby!"

"Aaah, daddy!!!!"

You both exploded in pleasure, eyes rolled back as drool slipped between your lips, rolling down your chin. Stars filled your vision. His warmth seeped into you in thick spurts, running down your ass and thighs as it overflowed. You collapsed onto him, panting. A sheen of sweat shared between both of you in the dimly illuminated room. He let his head hit the pillow, pulling you with him, cradling you in his arms.

You cracked your eyes open, moving your head to peer at him. He panted, still recovering from his high. His gaze held nothing more than pure admiration. "Haaa...haaa...you alright?" He asked. He let his hands rub circles onto your back as he kissed your forehead with a smile.

"Mmmhmmm...sooore..." You groaned softly. Your lower body ached and throbbed so bad but you were so exhausted. You just wanted to sleep in his arms.

"Sigh...I'll get you some cream for your ass...whenever we get up," he smiled.

"Thank you...Ran." You nuzzled into his neck, giving his underjaw a quick peck.

"Will you be able to sleep?"

You pondered for a moment. You didn't want to lay on your side or back right now but— "Maybe if I lay on top of you?"

"You better not get any more ideas tonight."

"Hehe, I won't," you paused and winked at him, "tonight, hehe."

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Rindou in his bedroom....

".....fucking finally....god...."

One could say, he wasn't the only one unable to sleep that night....

#ran knows how to use that baton let me tell you #poor rindou had to listen to all that #not even headphones could save him #tokyo revengers #ran haitani #haitani ran #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #ran haitani x reader #haitani ran scenarios #haitani ran x reader #tok rev #haitani rindou #rindou haitani #tokyo revengers scenarios #tokyo revengers fanfiction #ran x reader

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen adore their s/o's body

requested by @xuenihao : "I was wondering if you could do a reaction of ot13 being in a relationship with a s.o. who is a bit kn the heavier side (just thighs and And belly? You know) and how they would act to people hating on them and how they comfort them? Or them just adoring their so body?"

notes: i really wanted to come up with one unique idea per member but my brain couldn't think of enough sobs... but i hope these are all still okay !

masterlist

seungcheol, seungkwan, hansol

always, always has you sitting on his lap. or leaning against him, or your head resting on his thighs. won't let you fret that you're too much of an uncomfortable weight for him, bc that's not even an issue. loves having you sitting with him bc it's warm, it's reassuring, and he loves having you pressed up against him. makes a point of pulling you into his lap if you ever get insecure, telling you very firmly that anyone who makes you hate the way you look is, quite frankly, incredibly stupid and not worth your precious time. bc your time is Definitely precious especially when you can be spending it sitting in his lap while he runs his fingers through your hair

jeonghan, junhui, chan

gives you kisses absolutely everywhere. literally, everywhere he can reach. kisses your fingers, your fingernails, your eyebrows, your ears, everywhere. when you were lying next to him with your shirt slightly exposing your stomach, he'd leaned down and swiftly pressed a kiss there as well. probably learnt the meanings of all the different placements of kisses for fun, and whenever you feel particularly down about yourself then he'll go through all of them with you, kissing different parts of your body and telling you exactly what each kiss means, while also giving him the chance to show how cherished your body is by him

joshua, hoshi, dokyeom

he is. oh my god he is soooo a thighs man. loves your thighs so much. not even in a sexual way, he just thinks they're so lovely and pretty and full and gorgeous. likes it when you wear shorts/skirts so he can trace patterns across your knees and lower thighs, and especially does so if you're feeling bad about the way you look. pretends to get all sad if you cover them up by wearing pants, but still finds it vv fun to squish your thighs with his hands bc wow they're just so Nice. gasps dramatically if you tell him you don't like your thighs bc in your opinion u think that they're too thick bc what???? he thinks your thighs are perfect what are you talking about???? 

wonwoo, woozi, minghao, mingyu

has compliments for the way you look always, always on the tip of his tongue. looks aren't everything, he knows, but there's just something about you which makes him want to call you all those shallow adjectives bc they just sound so right because you really are gorgeous and beautiful and amazing. literally, you are an utter deity in his eyes like i Cannot stress how much he adores you. has really sincere talks with you if he notices that you feel insecure about yourself, and the compliments just flow out of him smooth and easy as water until you're smiling and blushing and hugging him and feeling better again

request guidelines

#fairyhaos.works #seventeen #svt #seventeen fic #seventeen drabble #seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #scoups #seungcheol #jeonghan #joshua hong #hong jisoo #junhui #hoshi #wonwoo #woozi #jihoon #minghao #the8 #mingyu #dokyeom #seokmin #seungkwan #hansol #vernon #dino

[hoejosatoru]

Hawks loves when you rub the spot on his back right between his wings. It makes him purr, sounding more cat than bird. He rarely had to ask you to do it; you loved straddling his ass, feeling the muscles of back. However innocent your massage sessions started, they very rarely ended that way.

Hawks eventually flips you over, smiling up at you with a lopsided grin. You can feel he's half hard already and you'd be lying if you said you weren't wet yourself. You ground your hips against him, moaning at the friction on your clit.

Hawks' hands found your hips immediately. "You got something in mind for us, dove?" You thought it was corny when he first started calling you dove, but now you thought it was sweet. Considering you could feel Hawks getting harder by the second, you knew he had the same exact thing in mind as you. He just likes to be a tease.

Hawks won't let you off easy either, you have to tell him you want his cock. And when you do, he'll happily oblige. He lifts his hips, supporting your weight easily, while he slides his pants down just enough to slip his cock out. It's flushed and leaking pre cum, the sight making your pussy throb.

Hawks pulls your underwear to the side, sliding his cock through your slick folds. You grab the base of him, slowing sinking yourself down and enjoy the delicious stretch. Hawks puts his hands behind his head, biceps flexing. "Go on, baby, fuck me like you mean it."

Hawks enjoys the show, watching the places where the two of you connect. Seeing his cock disappear inside makes his balls feel heavy, aching for release. Your hands are brace on his chest, giving you the best angle to fuck yourself on him. His tip presses your g-spot and your clit grinds against him with each thrust.

Hawks feels your pussy grip him a vice as you cum and he releases with you. The room fills with both your moans as his hands find your hips again, helping you both ride out the high. His cum drips down, leaking out making an obscenely hot mess. He always cleans you up because he's a gentlemen, but not before cock warming with his dick inside you for a lil <3

#in honor of the bird man looking fine as shit last ep #hawks smut #hawks x self insert #hawks imagine #hawks headcanons #hawks x y/n #mha headcanons #mha smut #mha x reader