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healmydesires · 5 months

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it’s warming up ꕤ (a.s)

pairing: anakin skywalker x sub!f!reader

summary: anakin edging you. that’s it.

genre: smut + fluff , tbh pure filth sorry! (mdni! 18+ only)

word count: 1,5k

warnings/tags: pxrn no plot sorry <3, established relationship, sub!reader and soft dom!anakin because … that’s just my thing, use of vibrator, edging, vaginal fingering, oral!f receiving, dirty talk, begging, praise kink,, after care is heavily implied. lots of pet names.

a/n: this came up to me this morning and all I could think about all day was anakin edging you 😭 this was supposed to be a short blurb but I can never restrain myself with writing smut so here you go. 💘 enjoy!

dividers by @saradika <3 thank uuuu for making these 🫂

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Anakin is cruel.

He’s been keeping the toy on the lowest setting and every single time you are about to spill over the edge he would abruptly withdraw the vibrator from your pussy and stop your oncoming orgasm.

You’ve lost count of how many times he’s been edging you this evening.

“Please, Ani,” There’s a sharp gasp lodged in your throat, fighting to be released as you grapple for oxygen. The buzzing and steady vibration overwhelms you as he continues to hold the vibrator close to your cunt. Anakin’s body is still hovering over yours, his eyes transfixed on the way your face contorts with every movement he controls.

“You like that angel?” Anakin smirks as you can’t seem to form a coherent answer as pleasure consumes you. “Poor little thing, she can’t even talk.”

Every now and then he changes angles, moving the massaging head of the device to your already fluttering hole, leaving you a whimpering mess. Your pussy is aching and throbbing for release. Then he presses the device right into your clit as he leans down to capture your mouth in another heated kiss, swallowing all your little noises.

“Anakin, please… it hurts.” you whimper desperately while pulling away from his lips, as he presses the toy ruthlessly against your clit.

The man chuckles lightly in amusement as he shakes his head. He then pulls away completely as he notices you getting close again. A broken mewl escapes you as he edges you for what feels like the eighth time tonight.

You’re hot all over, feeling extremely dizzy. You whine in frustration as you grab the sheets beside you. “Please, Ani, I’m sorry.”

“What exactly are you sorry for?” He lifts his gaze as he looks directly at you, his eyes full with lust while he furrows his brows at you. Anakin then turns the vibrator to the highest setting as he presses it lightly against your clit. Slowly, his lips curl into a wicked smirk as your body jolts at the action and cry out.

“Are you sorry for acting like a brat the whole day?” He sighs dramatically before looking at you pointedly. “Or, are you only apologising because you want to come?”

“No!” You try to squirm out of Anakin’s grip but you should know better than that. He’s a lot stronger than you after all.

“No?” He raises one of his eyebrows.

“I—”

“Oh sweetheart,” Anakin tuts with a dangerous smile. “I know exactly what you mean.”

You know better than to believe him when he says he understands. Despite his devious expression, you give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Y-you do?” You whisper as you look up at him with wide eyes.

“Oh yeah, I do.” He smiles down at you. As the man above you holds eye contact with you he presses the vibrator against you while it’s still on the highest setting.

“Ani, fuck!” You scream as you throw your head back. You squeeze your eyes shut as the pleasure overwhelms you once again. Tears well in your eyes as the tension in the lower pit in your stomach starts building all over again. Quickly.

You try to grasp for breath as he every now and then presses the vibrator harder against your sensitive clit.

He chuckles as you rock your pussy against the toy, as you try to find release. Your hips bucking up to meet the movements of it, your eyes squeezing shut as your climax feels so close again. “So desperate. So needy.”

“Only for you.” You gasp as you writhe underneath him.

Your poor pussy is soaking, your hole begging to be filled and your clit pulses heavily as the love of your life continues to press it against the sensitive spot.

“Ani,” you whine, hoping he will let you cum this time, “please can I cum? I can’t do it anymore. Jus’ wanna cum, Anakin, pleasepleaseplease.”

You’ll never be afraid to beg for what you want. Especially when it comes to Anakin. But if he’ll actually take mercy on you, that’s something else entirely.

“I don’t know, baby,” he coos, “do you think you deserve it?”

“Y-yes! I d-do.” You whimper as frustrated tears slide down your cheeks.

He shakes his head with a sigh, “I don’t think you do.”

“B-but I’ve been nothing but a good girl now.”

“I guess you’ve been doing good,” Anakin hums before he leans down to lick a stripe up your neck, making more whines to spill out of you. “But, I’m not sure you’ve been good enough though.”

“Please, I can’t—”. A broken gasp leaves your lips as you feel one of his fingers at your entrance. Your hole clenches around nothing as it begs for his touch.

He chuckles as he continues to tease your wet hole, almost penetrating it with one of his fingers every now and then. Your hips move against him, as you try to chase his gentle touch, to feel more of him. A devious smile stays on his face as he takes you in. You’re so desperate. He finds your pleading truly amusing as you attempt to convince him.

He then turns off the toy and pulls his touch away from you entirely once again.

“No!” You cry out. Tears continue to slip down your cheeks as you squeeze your eyes shut. “Pleasepleaseplease pleaaaaase. Ani—”

Moments later a surprised moan falls off your lips as he licks a stripe up through your folds and teasingly dips his tongue into your entrance before he travels up to your clit, spreading your lips with his wet tongue and sucking your overly sensitive button into his mouth.

You practically scream at his actions, arching your back slightly off the bed. Your body trembles as you try to grind your pussy slowly against Anakin’s lips.

“I know baby, I know.” He whispers against your pussy as he looks up at you intensely from between your legs.

Strong arms then move, locking around your thighs, securing your hips with his biceps, holding you still despite your attempts to grind your pussy against his mouth again.

As Anakin buries his face in your cunt, he continues his ministrations on your clit as he gets lost in the feeling of your scent, taste, and your moans and whines fueling him on.

A finger of his then travels down to your slit, slowly sliding inside. Pumping the single digit into your wet hole, his mouth remaining on your clit, circling around the bud with the tip of his tongue.

“Please,” you whimper.

You’re a mess of his name, you chant his name over and over again. Eyes are squeezing shut as tears continue to well in your eyes, his arms press into your hip bones to pin you in place as you buck into him again and again, trying to get closer to that feeling of his tongue lapping on your clit and pleading him to let you cum.

You are so close. Suddenly you feel his fingers and mouth retreat from your core and you whine at the loss. This makes Anakin chuckle.

“Hold it.”

You were so close. Tears slide down your cheeks as he pulls another broken moan out of you. “Ani, please. I can’t do this anymore.”

“What did I say?” He whispers harshly before he leans down again. He licks up a single stripe up your slit. “I said hold it.”

Then, he slides his tongue into your entrance, curling the muscle upwards to brush your walls.

You feel so dizzy. Moaning and whining, you writhe underneath him. “Fuck, Aniiiii.” You whimper when he begins thrusting his tongue in and out of you just as his fingers had been doing moments before, hips bucking uncontrollably into his mouth as you repeatedly whine his name.

You try, you really try so hard not to come as his tongue continues to pleasure you. But it seems impossible.

Everything feels so fuzzy as you whine, rambling, pleading with him once again.

Anakin slips his tongue out of you, his gaze softening as he takes you in.

“Alright baby, you can let go. You’ve earned it.” he whispers before his lips wrap around your clit.

With one last harsh suck on your nub you come with a loud cry, your back arching. Your vision turns white and your ears ring as your whole body racks with such intense pleasure, you almost think you might pass out.

Gasping out his name, hips stuttering until the final waves of aftershock pass. Your body tenses before it relaxes back into the soft mattress. Gently, he laps at your release until it’s getting too much.

“So good.” Anakin whispers as he presses a final kiss on your hip bone, then slowly crawls back up to you, his lips leaving kisses in his wake.

You’re still trying to catch your breath, trying to keep your eyes open as he finally hovers over you.

“My good girl,” he whispers before both of your lips meet, the kiss soft and gentle, making you feel all fuzzy inside.

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st4rymoon · 2 months

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can i request a smut!!!

so basically steven is a porn star and he’s roommates with the fem!reader and she didn’t know what his job was because he always was cooped up in his room but he always pays rent on time and when the reader was feeling needy she finds one his videos and he catches her and the once so shy steven disappeared

if not feel free to ignore 😭

This has me giggling and kicking my feet up…

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫 • 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

- 18+, prn star Steven!, sex toys, masterbation, unprotected sex, mean Steven, choking, degrading, p in v, slight fingering, arguing, horny Steven & reader, teasing, language, porn, reader gets caught watching Steven’s porn! Vids, bratty reader, pet names, pussy job!, belly bulge, big dick! Steven

You were delighted knowing you had such a pleasant roommate. After dozens of roommate horror stories told to you by your friends, you were more than happy to find that your roommate was always locked up in his room.

Steven, a British, brown haired gentleman was one of the first people to call for the open room. He was timid to say the least, quiet, and polite.

Even though your interactions were limited, they were always enjoyable. Both of you willingly making dinner for each other every now and then. He loved to talk about Egyptian history, he seemed to be your own personal google when it came to it.

You never questioned the fair amount of packages this man managed to get. Never questioning it due to the fact that he was a nerd, probably some books or figures of Egyptian gods

“Steven another one of your packages arrived” you yelled out as you shut the door behind you, the packages seemed to be never-ending for him.

“Ah- thank you!” He blurted out as he came running out and pulled it out of your hands “so many packages huh!” You joked. He chuckled softly with a smile and went back into his room.

You always wondered what he got up to in his room. Always buried in his room, random music playing at night and muffled noises coming from his bedroom.

Anyone in their right mind would guess he had someone over by the way he’d always keep his door closed but you’d never seen anyone come in or out other than Steven.

“Want anything love? I’m heading out for some food” Steven asked as he walked past the couch. He gave you a flirty wink as he tucked his wallet into his pocket.

“I- I I’m fine thank you” you muttered taken by surprise by the added love in his sentence. “No worries, I’ll be back in a few” he nodded as he shut the door behind him.

You sat in your thoughts for a few moments. Love?

You could tell you haven’t gotten laid in a while by the way that little show of affection had you heated. You’d always thought Steven was attractive but it was always platonic.

You had no clue that Steven would fuck himself in front of his camera as he thought about his hand being yours. You wouldn’t suspect the amount of flesh lights and silicon pussy’s he had locked up in his room.

You rushed into your room, he usually took a few hours whenever he’d go out for some food so you didn’t hesitate to pull out your laptop and look for something to entertain you with.

Looking for porn was difficult to say the least, everything was so boring now and days. You’d go on Twitter in hopes of finding something more your taste.

You clicked and swiped through dozens of pages, none of them catching your attention. You were about to give up until you noticed a familiar bedding, your eyes went wide as you watched.

There was no way.

You noticed your roommates bedding. It’s a coincidence. The person on screen moaned, cock in hand as he jerked himself off. You gasped as the camera shook a bit, allowing you to catch a glimpse of Steven’s distinguishable posters. His pretty face being cut half way off screen with only his mouth in view. You knew it was Steven, how couldn’t it be?

Sure you couldn’t see him completely but it was him. No doubt. The caption reading can’t help but close my eyes and fuck myself to the thought of you as he began to shake. His thick white ropes of cum painting his hand and stomach as he whined and panted out in a shaky tone.

Then you scrolled deeper and were met with the visual of his cock sliding in and out of a fake silicon pussy with a thick white ring of his pre cum forming at the base of his cock.

Just like that yea- oh fuck he cried out. You were completely dumbfounded. You could feel the slick pooling into your panties as you watched hypnotized.

He was fucking huge. The silicon stretched as it adjusted with each of his thrusts, the lewd sounds of the lube and skin slapping together was sinful.

You were laying on your tummy with your laptop in front of you as Steven came in with a handful of cake for you, your favorite midnight snack.

You didn’t notice the sound of the door as you watched in a trance, Steven freezing as he saw himself on your screen. He smiled to himself, finally you’ve found it.

He placed the plate on your drawer as he stood with his arms crossed “having fun?” He cooed. You slammed your laptop closed as you shuffled up onto your bed “I-someone sent me that I was ju-“

“Uh huh uh huh” he nodded “you aren’t a good liar love” he laughed. “So those were all the packages” you awkwardly joked as he smiled down at you “do you do that a lot?” He asked.

“Do what?”

“Do you watch porn a lot” he asked nonchalantly “I- I mean just when I feel like it” you muttered with your face down.

“And what’s got you feeling like it”

You watched Steven closely and noticed he seemed much more confident compared to his usual self. He was leaning on your drawer with his arms wrapped on his chest with a cocky smile on his face.

“You gonna answer?”

“Gosh Steven I watch it when I’m horny! Is that what you wanted to hear! Yes girls watch porn” you semi screamed. “Such an attitude when im just asking a question” he cooed.

“It’s not an attitude. I get horny just the way you do, the only difference being I don’t find it satisfying to fuck a toy.“ you hissed.

“Ouch” he pouted “are you jealous of a toy now?” He smiled “I’m not one to go around and slut myself out, it’s alright if you do”

You looked at him in shock, no fucking way he just called you a slut?

“I’m a slut? I don’t go sleeping around either you piece of shit! And if I did it wouldn’t be any of your business. I don’t like dildos big fucking deal. Now I understand why you have to fuck a damn toy” you scoffed.

Steven had a cheeky smile on his face, it looked almost as if he was enjoying getting on your nerves. “Are you mad I’m not fucking you instead?” He grinned.

“I noticed the way your pretty little eyes lit up as you watched the video, not to mention the way you walk around the flat with flimsy panties on and a tee. I notice it just like you notice me in my sweats”

You squeezed your legs together as the look in his eyes made your stomach turn. You really hope he makes a move.

He walked over to the side of your bed and plotted down besides you “I can see it in your eyes, the way you want me to make a move” he hummed.

“Tell me you don’t me too. Tell me to get out” he cooed “I want it, don’t go please” you moaned. “I know you do” he smiled, a gasp escaped your lips as he pressed his lips onto your neck.

He sloppily kissed up your neck, hand moving behind your head for a better grip “Steven” you purred. He chuckled as you pushed him onto your pillows. You straddled his hips as he pulled his shirt off with no trouble.

“Ah ah let me do it for you” he cooed as he swatted your hands away from your shirt. Steven pulled your top off in a slow, sensual manner. His hands roaming your body as he took in all your beauty.

His hands snaked onto your hips, allowing him to flip you over so he could cage you in. He couldn’t resist running his hands down your tummy knowing he’d be able to see himself bulging through you.

He’d always pretend he was holding you like this while filming, he’d buck his hips into his fist pretending it was your tight cunt hugging around him.

You giggled as he spread your legs wide. He was getting you in the position he always wanted to take you, just the way he fucked his pathetic flesh light. “Such pretty panties love, such a shame they’ll be all messy by the time I’m done” he chuckled.

There was something hypnotizing about the sight in front of you. Steven pulling his sweats off as his stomach curled with his movements had you squirming under him.

“You’re just so desperate to be used aren’t you? Look at you” Steven purred as he moved your panties to the side. He held a tight fist around the thin cloth as he scooted towards you “look at the that”

Steven’s eyes were blown out at the sight of your tight cunt gushing slick. He couldn’t help but push two fingers deep inside you and pull them out for a taste.

“Steven please” you whined. “I know sweetheart, you just want me to make you feel good” he coyly replied. “I’ll make you my new personal toy yeah? Give my fans something real to look at” he hummed as he rubbed himself between your folds.

You mewled at the sensation of Steven fucking himself between your folds with a harsh grip on one thigh as his other held your panties to the side. “I don’t even need to lube you up doll, you’re all wet and ready”

Both of you let out a heavy sigh as Steven sunk into you. The stretch of you cunt making his vision go blurry as he noticed himself bulge through your tummy with half his length in you.

The man you once knew was no where to be found as you dumbly stared into Steven’s eyes. He had your legs spread wide, cock pounding you onto the sheets as he ruined your panties.

He payed no mind to your yelp as you heard the rip of the flimsy panties. He sighed as he finally got them out of the way “are you sure you don’t go sleeping around? You seem to be good at this” he cooed. “F- fuck you!” You whined as his hands wrapped around your waist with his thumbs right above your belly button.

He held onto you like you were too precious to lose and fucked you like he hated you, there was no going back for neither of you. “Sss- stevennn oh my fucking godddd” you cried as his hands snaked up around your neck.

He had you at an angled position, hips slightly off the bed as he used the extra grip as leverage. His hips rammed onto the back of your thighs as his moans grew louder with every thrust.

“You’ll be perfect as a porn star, the sounds you make will make everyone wish they were the ones getting them out of you” he hummed. Your orgasm tingled up your body as you cried out Steven’s name, cunt fluttering around him as you gasped.

“That’s it” he seethed, hips fucking into you harder as he grew closer to the edge “a- fuck lov- better than anything I could wish fo- ah!” Steven hissed as his hips came to a halt.

He was buried so deep you were clawing at his back, your hands pulling him in as you hugged onto him. Steven panted into the crook of your neck and held onto you for dear life. Steven’s sweet moans filled your ears as he spilled his loads in you.

Last night was definitely the last time he’d be posting himself fucking his stupid toys, he’s got something better than silicon now.

#smut #marvel smut #moonknight smut #moonknight x reader #moon knight smut #steven grant smut #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #steven smut #steven grant

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cindylcuwho · 27 days

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stepdad!chris hcs next?no rushobvi i love ur work and the stepdad!matt ones were amazinggg

“ stepdad! chris headcanons ★ “

— ꒰ 🍒 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ꒱ headcanons of chris as a stepdad (son)

— ꒰ 🐁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ꒱ no warning, pure fluff! the kids name is aiden cus i needed a name 😭😭😭

— ꒰ 🗯️ 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 ꒱ here i’m done

chris with a little kid (3-5ish)

— let’s start this off with there was no hiding your son from chris.

— chris just wanted to check the time and when he clicked your phone on, a pic of the little baby clinging to your chest with a goofy smile was staring back at him.

— he didn’t want to intrude but the questions consumed him until asking who the kid was, was all he wanted to do. “have you seen my toothbr–“ “do you have a kid or does you dad still have game?”

— when night came and the triplets dropped you off at your apartment, chris kissed you goodbye .. and then you didn’t hear from him for a straight week.

— you were used to guys running off after discovering you had a child, many didn’t want the responsibility so you couldn’t really be upset. but chris was truly the sweetest you’ve been with so when he didn’t answer his phone all you wanted to do was stay in bed and cry.

— but you couldn’t. you had work, and you had another person that needed caring. so fuck heartbreak, you didn’t need a man, you created the best one (in a non weird boy-mom way）

— chris did eventually show up at your door, and when he did it was the first time he’s ever been that serious about something. nick and matt definitely took part in yelling talking some sense into him.

— he even stayed the night, keeping a hand wrapped around you waist as you cuddled, pulling you closer whilst whispering sweet nothings and apologizing for being a jackass the whole week.

— chris woke up to the kid jumping on him. as soon as he let out a laugh from the hyperness and a “woah! hey there lil’ guy” aiden stopped and stared at him with wide eyes in awe until you finally woke up.

— you and chris were more careful since that morning, just incase you two did break things off after a couple months you didn’t want to expose your own son to that, chris was kind of upset but still respected your motherly wishes.

— a little over a year later chris was over frequently but not fully moved in. aiden was yet to be used to not being the only man in the house, which only made chris laugh anytime he’d blubber out some nonsense on how your only his mommy.

— but when he finally began thinking for himself, aiden quickly became a mini chris. in his eyes, chris was the coolest person he knew, listened to the coolest music, dressed the coolest, talked the coolest, everything.

— chris was scared shitless when you called asking if he could somehow pick aiden up from kindergarten whilst you go to a job interview. he had never been left alone with a little kid for more than five minutes, and wasn’t sure if the teacher would let the little guy leave with him, but he still said yes - not wanting to disappoint you.

— aiden was starstruck when he looked up from where he was sitting to see chris walking closer. he ran over and hugged his leg, and it’s a surprise he even let go.

— chris did anything aiden wanted to do while taking care of him, even demolishing old lego sets so he could re-build them with the help of his new little buddy.

— they colored, sipped juice boxes while watching spongebob, and even played with the cool dino toys you had gotten him.

— aiden wasn’t stupid, he knew chris wasn’t his dad and he was alright with it. the problem was when word got around that you met somebody that it not only spread across the parents, but to the kids in his class.

— all he wanted to do was play with his friends on the playground, but another little boy decided to wreck the fun and make fun of aiden for having a ‘fake dad’ ‘cus his actual one didn’t want him.

— your voice rang through his little mind as he took the words in, you always said violence would never solve anything, but when another kid decided to tease and say “my dad said he’s gonna leave just like your other one ‘cause your moms the worst.” all hell broke loose.

— aiden managed to land in the principals office, crying tears as he waited for you to show up for the parents meeting. the look on your face only made it worse, he didn’t want to upset his mom but he knew what the other kids were saying was bad.

— on the brighter side, you brought chris along with you, who had brought him a little snack to help calm him down.

— throughout the meeting chris kept giving snarky glances the fathers way. chris is knowingly on the less mature side, but hearing that not only did someone have the audacity to insult his woman, a very hard working and loving woman, they had even more audacity to do it during a dinner where his kid was bound to here it.

— the more the dad tried to explain what he meant the more chris wanted to jump up and fight him himself, but he knew to keep quiet. he’d hate himself for being the reason anybody thinks aidens lash out was because thats what goes on at home.

— the car ride home was more pleasant than aiden thought. he thought he was getting a sturn talking to, maybe even a timeout, but instead he got a happy meal and got to build more lego sets with chris.

— chris was totally taken aback when aiden began calling him dad. it was all so random too, he had simply asked for a popsicle and when received he said “thank you dad!” and continued casually playing games on your phone.

— he walked away before walking back like “???”, he was used to ‘cool guy’ and ‘chris!’ definitely not dad. he stared at the back of his little head before walking back to his original position- thinking it was just an accident.

— but then the accident happened again.. and then again.. and then within a month chris proudly wore a “father of the year” with gru on the front that matt bought him as a joke.

— he loved having little family moments with you two, and loved that he was considered part of the family. chris never saw himself as a dad, like psychically couldn’t and thought he’d always be too immature, but there he was at every single thing aiden wanted to participate in, and cheering the loudest.

— chris broke down crying when aiden came home showing off his drawn family picture. you were on the left, and there chris was on the right, with little stick drawings of nick, matt, and justin in the background.

— chris got it printed and made sure everybody hung it on their fridge, but kept the original on a wall in your room alongside the many more drawings aiden would bring home.

— ꒰ 🗯️ 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 part two ꒱ i don’t like the end but i couldn’t think of a conclusion lmao

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chococolte · 2 years

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PLEASE AM BEGGING, HOW WOULD , ZHONGLI, CHILDE, AND HEIZOU 'PROVE THEMSELVES' TO THE CREATOR READER, LIKE WHAT EXACTLY, WOULD THEY GO ON A FULL FLEDGED KILLING SPREE IN THE NAME OF THE CREATOR OR ARE THEY MORE DOCILE AND VANILLA???

U could add characters u might want to write for, but these aee ones u said u have a brain rot for sooo..

Thanks! <3

word count. 1.1k

୨୧ — ꒰ cw. yandere, unhealthy relationships, possessive & obsessive thoughts/behaviors, religious & cult themes, sagau + cult au shit, g/n reader. i do not condone yanderes irl.

୨୧ — ꒰ a/n. man im such a slow writer ☠️ apologies zhongli's is longer than the rest, also im sorry if this isn't exactly what u wanted 😭

zhongli

Zhongli is old, strong like tempered glass. He has endured like the earth; only time has weathered his jagged cliffs and jeweled karsts. He has been strong in preparation of you, holding on when so many times he has wanted to let go.

All he wants now is to serve you. That is his final request, his only demand of you. Just let him take care of you as you are now in your mortal form, until you take to the skies and ascend past what is known. Zhongli desires to worship you at your feet, where he has only imagined himself before. To kneel before you and finally let go of his worldly responsibilities is his only wish.

That you may question his devotion to you is terrifying. All he can do to stop himself from begging at your feet to please let him stay is to dig his nails into the palms of his hands, to assure himself that you must know how much he loves you. How many years he spent worshiping you from afar, how happy he was to feel the light of your control, how euphoric it was to finally see you.

The real you. The one that lived and breathed, the one that laughed and cried. Zhongli imagined the moment so many times until it was ingrained into his head, but it didn't stop him from shaking upon making eye contact. Surely, you know how long he waited for that moment?

That you may doubt him— the mere thought of it sends him into a frenzy, so unlike him. Your thoughts, your perception, your impression of him; your opinion is holy, sacred. If you think he isn't enough, that he's lacking in some form, then he is. Even if he doesn't know why, even if he's never felt so sick before, he will do everything in his power to prove himself to you. If you find him unsatisfactory, or inadequate— he must find whatever part of him you dislike and cut it off.

You don't like the way he brews tea, perhaps? That's understandable. You're his God, after all, and your palate must be refined. His lowly tea leaves could never please you. There has to be a replacement, however? Something you enjoy. Just tell him the name, and he'll go fetch it for you.

Is it his form that you find distasteful? The way he ties his hair, his attire— did you prefer his half-adeptus form, perhaps? He'll happily revert back to it, if you'd like. Do you like women more? That's fine. It's not difficult for him to change his body to fit your preferences.

Did you dislike that he faked his death? If it's your desire, Zhongli will gladly take back the mantle of Geo Archon. His wants are nothing. If you will it so, then so it will be. Rule beside him if you'd like; use him as a puppet ruler, a toy. Your plaything. Whatever you want.

It doesn't matter who he has to hurt, what extent he has to reach. Whatever you ask of him, he will follow without question. He will pick up his blade, sully himself even further; become unrecognizable to anyone but himself.

If he must burn down all of Liyue, so be it. To fall in line beneath your command is his greatest desire.

childe

Childe feels like throwing up.

It doesn't cross his mind that maybe you're the one who's forsaken him. No, he's the one who failed you. He disappointed you in some way, made you upset with him. You don't want him anymore— but that's okay. He just has to work harder, then. He'll push himself until he's weak and withered, until he can finally feel the weight of your gaze again. Until he's worthy enough to bear it.

You are everything. The dazzling stars that flare in the night sky, the whispers of morning dew that brush against his legs. You are his first and final breath, encompassing and overwhelming. To Childe, you are a fire that burns eternally; in the frigid north of Snezhnaya, you are the only source of warmth.

Without you, he is nothing. Childe will go to any lengths to assure his spot by your side. He'll burn any bridges, destroy whatever stands in his way. The Tsarista may have given him purpose, but you gave him life. If it was you who asked, Childe would happily throw his loyalty to the side. Nobody else matters. Nothing else matters. The mere thought of you discarding him is enough to make him sick.

How many have killed for you, like he has? How many have stained their hands until the blood is skin deep, in their vessels and veins? Childe has done so much for you. He's killed so many— soiled his soul, all in your name. Perhaps he should find such an idea distasteful, but he can't find it in him. This is what he has to do to prove himself. To make sure you know he is worthy enough.

Whoever it is he has to kill, whatever beast he has to slay— if you want him to kneel before you and beg on all fours like a dog, he will. If you want him to hurt himself, he will.

Whatever you want. Just don't throw him away.

heizou

Heizou, ever since he has learned of you, has devoted his life to you.

You are the ultimate justice in this world. The only good that exists. You burn away all evil. You share his ideals, his hope for the future. It's only right that he worships you, that he kneel before your light.

It's for this reason that he panics like no other when turned away. You want proof of his devotion? For him to prove himself worthy? So be it. Regardless of the sick feeling in his stomach, of the panic and dread that settles at the bottom of his soul, Heizou will push himself into the deep end.

He will forgo any sense of self that he has. Whatever self-worth he harbors is thrown to the side, desolate and forgotten. None of it matters anymore. You've thrown him away, and he must prove that he's worth to keep.

To become justice, to eradicate all evil: his tenets of self, what drove him forward. Heizou can't find it in himself to care anymore, not like he used to. He'll dirty himself until he's wrapped in sin, suffocating in its abyss, until you reach for him again and heal him of his wickedness.

Heizou will dirty his hands with blood, of the vile and the innocent. Mortality no longer matters, it does not serve a purpose in his actions. It is only whether this is enough for you— it is, isn't it?

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ateezscupid · 1 year

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hwas part NEEDS to be a ff

HELP HELP HELP i just saw this now, i was hoping someone asked 😭. and i’m so so sorry for seeing this late, the notification did NOT come in. i also changed it up a bit, hope you like ittt!

precious ✩ 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗐𝖺 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

plot - seonghwa cant focus when you overstim him during work.

genre - smut and fluff (if you squint)

warnings - switch!hwa x switch f!reader, sugar daddy!hwa, non!idol au, oral (both), facesitting, begging, masturbation, praising and degrading, fingering (f receiving), use of toys, dirty talk, pet names

wc - 3.5k

“do you have to go in today?” you crawl to the edge of the bed and pout. you hated waking up late to see your boyfriend already dressed and ready for work. not only would you be home alone for most of the day, but it would be like this monday through friday. honestly, it was expected. dating a man who was the CEO of a major tech company, you should’ve seen this coming.

“i don’t have to work that much today, so you don’t need to wait too long, baby.” seonghwa said as he buttoned his shirt. you could lie, though. he looked hot in a shit and tie.

“okay… what time do you think you’ll be coming home? i found this movie i wanna watch-“

“just because i said i’d be home early doesn’t mean i’ll stop working. i mean, i know i said i didn’t have to work they much but i still need to send and respond to emails. that and i have a whole bunch of people who i need to supervise or have interviews and meetings with. my schedule today is very… booked.” hwa turns to you with a frown.

“so you won’t be free at all today? not even for a second? are you even gonna stop and have lunch? you’re always working and it leaves me home alone. why cant you work from home like me?” this wouldn’t be the first time you tried convincing him to work from home.

“how many times are you going to ask me that and how many times am i going to say i can’t?” he chuckled at your cuteness. seonghwa walks over to you and places a hand on your cheek, kissing your forehead to try and stop you’re complaining. he’s gotten used to it, but he still felt bad whenever he left to get into his car.

“i still think it’s worth trying.” you finally get off of the bed and stand behind him, peeking over his shoulder to watch him fix his tie. you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your cheek against his back.

“can i at least get a kiss goodbye?” you pour. seonghwa looked at you through the mirror and chuckles.

“love, you know if i start kissing you, i won’t be able to stop.”

“then don’t.” you reply. “i know you stop at dunkin’ donuts before you get on the highway, which means you leave twenty minutes earlier than you should. we have twenty minutes.”

“how the hell did you know i stop at—did you put a tracker on my phone again?” he chuckled, obviously not weirded out but flattered.

“no! i keep seeing dunkin’ donuts gift cards all over the place.” you let go of him. “and i checked your purchases on your card, nothing major.”

seonghwa turned to you and started laughing. you were so cute, he couldn’t deny your request. and you weren’t wrong, he was stopping at dunkin’ donuts before he actually had to get on the road and go to work. he places his hands on your shoulders.

“alright, twenty minutes. and after, we can try that idea you’ve always wanted to do.” he smiles and gently pushed you into the bed, making you lay on your back.

“the toy idea? see, i wanted to get one of those plugs for your prostate but i saw a cock ring that vibrated so i had to go for the second option!” you cheekily smile.

“you were about to buy me a butt plug?” hwa asked as he was undoing his tie.

“i wasn’t about to, i did.” you giggle. “if you don’t want it, i’ll take it. or you could give it to one of your horny little friends. i mean wooyoung.”

“no no, i’ll try it out. that fact that those four words willingly came out of my mouth says i don’t mind.”

that’s another thing you loved about seonghwa. he wasn’t afraid to try anything new, even if it was embarrassing. you did ask if he wanted to try wearing fishnets and he said no, but at least he gave it a bit of thought before turning down the ides when it was presented to him. all he wanted was to make you happy.

as if getting you multiple credit and debit cards wasn’t enough, he’d go out of his way to buy you things he knew you’d like. for example, those diamond earrings you two saw in the mall that one day. you didn’t bring them up again after, but he saw the way you looked at them. you wanted them. you were fully aware seonghwa was loaded, but you didn’t take advantage of that.

the only things you’ve spent a ton of money on is birthday parties, gifts and fancies, and clothes. most of the clothes and gifts were for you, but the rest were for seonghwa. it was your way of saying thank you for everything he’s done.

“seventeen minutes left.” you blurt out. “i know what we can do, or what i can do, let me suck you off!” you smile wide.

“or i could eat you out. i know i haven’t done it in a while and you seem to love my tongue.” hwa said as he stepped closer to you, messing with the strands of the tank top you had on.

“i think you have an obsession with eating me out, seonghwa.” you grab onto his shirt and pulled him over top of you, pecking him on the lips. “but i’m not completely against it.”

“oh? then sit on my face.” he tilts his head with a smile. “i’ll go easy on you since i know you have a meeting today. i don’t want you to be tired.”

“aw, you’re too kind.” his words make you blush. you sit up and scoot back on the bed. seonghwa kicked his shoes off and got on the bed next to you, laying on his back and pulling you over top of him. he grabs your hips and makes sure you were directly over his mouth. he looked hungry just looking at you.

luckily, you only wore a tank top and underwear to bed. he shifts your panties to the side and lowers your hips onto his face, earning a moan from you. you hold onto the headboard of your bed once you feel his tongue lick at your folds. now you’re desperately clinging onto the headboard trying to keep yourself stable.

the way he worked his tongue made you cry out in pleasure, lips wrapped around your clit with his tongue licking against the sensitive bud. your hand flew down and grabbed a handful of his hair, grinding your hips onto his mouth for more friction.

“mm, h-hwa…” you moaned, throwing your head back when two fingers started prodding at your hole. you needed to get away from his face, otherwise you’d squirt on him. you don’t want to do that.

“seonghwa, wai—“ before you could finish, his fingers entered you. he wasted no time pushing and pulling his fingers, curling them to hit the sensitive spots inside of you. your back arched and your thighs squeezed against his face. you were so close already, you needed to let go. he hummed against your heat, sending vibrations through your core.

you look down at him, making eye contact. his pretty brown orbs, you couldn’t help but think he looked adorable while trying to make you cum. as demanding and strict he was sometimes, he was soft when it came to you. of course he had his moments where he’d fuck you so hard, you actually thought he broke your back, but overall he was a big softie who wanted nothing more but to hear your pretty moans.

“hwa, i-i’m close!” you whimper, now gripping handfuls of his hair with both of your hands. you’re surprised how he didn’t have any bald spots yet because when you pull, you pull hard. it didn’t seem to bother him though.

“cum, baby, please.” he huffed against your pussy, continuing to finger you as you moved your hips back and forth to try and cum faster. and then, it happened. you came all over his fingers. seonghwa put his mouth back on you to lick up all of your juices, making sure not to miss a single drop as you came.

you felt like you were levitating once you did. he always managed to make you cum super hard, and he’d lick up what came out. it didn’t matter if he busted his load in you or not, he just wanted to eat you out.

your body almost flips onto his when coming down from your high. gently, seonghwa brings your body down and rests you on his lap, rubbing your back to calm you down. you two didn’t have much time for after care, but you didn’t mind this time. in fact, you were too lightheaded to even realize.

“you eat me out like a starved man…” you huffed, falling into him and breathing heavily on his chest. “i can’t even feel my legs all the way.”

“you’re adorable.” he kisses your forehead and sits up slowly not to startle you. “you still wanna use the toys on me?”

your head perked up upon hearing those words. then, you stood as if the feeling in your legs came back instantly. you get off of the bed and rush over to your side of the closet, grabbing a small black plastic bag that hung on the back of it. you take out a plug and a cocking, then the two remotes that go with it. seonghwa seemed nervous just looking at the toys, but he wasn’t one to judge a book by its cover.

“you’re still okay with using these, right?” you ask. he nods his head quickly and scoots to the edge of the bed. he was definitely happy, so there was that.

“alright, bend over.”

he was a taken aback from hearing those words from from you, but it obviously wasn’t the first time he’s heard them. he does so without word, moving his pants and boxers down enough so you could put the toys on him. he was already semi-hard.

you grab a small bottle of lube from your nightstand and open it, squeezing some onto the plug first. you giggle and press it against him before pushing it inside. he thought you were lying when you said it stimulated your prostate. his body jolts forward, a moan coming from his parted lips and you couldn’t help but giggle. it must’ve been pressing on it roughly for him to respond like that.

then the cockring. you grab his erection from behind gently put the ring around him. hwa forgot how tight the rings were since he hadn’t worn one in a long time. he definitely needed to dress casually today. a suit wasn’t going to help him conceal this at all. he didn’t want to feel his pants getting tight while talking to his co-workers.

“okay, now to test the vibrator part to make sure they work!” you say as you look at the remotes in your free hand. now holding one in each, you look at the plug vibrator. you giggle a bit before turning it up to three.

seonghwa didn’t even bother trying to stay up. he fell to his knees, his arms still resting on the mattress as his entire body trembled. the new sensation was a bit different than before.

“holy fucking—“ he began, closing his eyes as his chest began heaving up and down. “fuck fuck fuck, oh my fucking god.”

“it’s not even at the highest setting!” you laugh. “you wanna test the highest setting?”

“please, i just wanna—shitshitshitshit!” he grips the bed sheets once his plug is at the top speed. he didn’t even try silencing his moans, he felt like he was going crazy. he hid his face in his arms and arched his back, shaking his head as if he were telling you to turn it down, and you did. he fell limp, panting heavily.

“you still want me to try the ring-“

“please, oh my god..” he whined. you happily oblige and look at the remote for the cockring, turning it to the top speed. you saw him reach down, holding his cock in his hands when he felt the vibrations. he was semi-hard, but now he’s red and pulsing. that was quicker than you imagined.

“b-baby, get…get my lounge outfit, please.” he huffs. you turn the vibrations off and walk over toward the closet. you grab the black hoodie and grey sweatpants he was talking about, rushing back over and sitting them on the bed in front of them.

“you look like a whore down there.” you giggle. “using these toys are gonna be fun!”

“y/n, oh my gosh.” seonghwa moaned into his hand. he thought he would be able to handle both vibrators at once, but he was terribly mistaken.

“hmm?” you hum into the phone, swaying back and forth. you were in the kitchen making cookies for when he got back, while also having the two remotes placed next to you. the ring’s speed was at 5, while his plug was at a 6. it was only a matter of time until you put them both at ten.

“i cant focus when you have these—please just come down here. i’m begging you.” he whimpers into the phone. you didn’t say anything as you dumped a bag of chocolate chips into a bowl.

“y/n, p-please.” hwa begged. he’s been begging for the past two hours. begging for you to come to his workplace and fuck the shit out of him, and begging for his release. the orgasm denial part wasn’t even your choice, it was his. he only made it harder on himself.

“give me a good reason to go down there and maybe i will.” you looked at your phone, grabbing a spoon and mixing the ingredients in your bowl.

“i-if you come… i’ll—fuck,” he couldn’t even finish his sentences. the sensation was making him feel lightheaded. he needed to push through this. “if you come, i-i’ll take a week off j-just for you.”

“a week? that’s generous.” you say, pushing your phone away from you and getting ready to roll up the cookie dough. on the other side of the phone, you heard seonghwa shuffling around at his desk. it was clear he was struggling to sit still. you couldn’t blame him since he did have a vibrator inside of him.

“baby, please, can i at least touch myself…” he asked as he continued to shift around in his seat. that made you laugh.

“i thought you needed to focus on something? you said you needed to focus.”

“i’m trying to focus on not driving home right this second and pinning you to the bed.” seonghwa mumbled. you heard this and went quiet. he went quiet as well, which was enough to tell you he knew he was wrong. you click your tongue and nod slowly, walking toward the sink and beginning to wash your hands.

“y-y/n?” he spoke. he was so adorable. hwa cleared his throat to try and distract himself from what he said, acting as if he was looking at something else. “i-i think i’m fine—“

you turned both of the vibrators up to ten.you took the two remotes and brought them to the bedroom, putting them in a drawer then walking back into the living room. you were waiting for seonghwa to act up to do that.

“you okay, hwa?” you ask into the phone, hearing his whimpers and moans as he grips onto the desk in front of him.

“f-fuck, i’m sorry i’m so sorry, t-turn them down, please!” he pushed his chair back and lurched forward, shuddering trying to control himself. he failed miserably. his pants were tightening around him, even though he was wearing sweats, and his body was heating up faster than before. he felt like he was going to explode.

“i’ll be there in thirty minutes.” you say before hanging up.

seonghwa looked around his office for some sort of relief. he needed to do something. he knew you weren’t going to allow him to touch himself, but you never said he couldn’t—

“the couch.” he mumbles. he was going to hump the couch. he scrambled out of his chair and rushed toward the windows that see through his office, rolling the blinds down and flipping the sign in front to “do not disturb”. he was glad he hadn’t gotten rid of that sign.

seonghwa walked over to his sofa and grabbed a pillow, placing it down then laying down so his waist was right on the pillow. he pulls his pants down then his boxers, positioning himself then lowering himself onto the pillow. he let out a sigh of relief once he felt the soft fabric of the pillow touch his throbbing erection. it was painful even moving, so he hoped this would help him.

he didn’t wait to start thrusting wildly onto the pillow, his fist on the armrest of the couch and his forehead resting on it. he was so horny, he couldn’t even think. his hips stuttered, not just because he was already close to release, but because of the butt plug and cockring working simultaneously to drive him crazy.

“y/n…” he moans your name, now with one hand gripping the armrest and the other holding the pillow in place. he needed to cum. he didn’t care if he got it in the couch or not, he needed to let go. it was painful holding it in, and even worse that he was being stimulated while sensitive.

“f-fuck, so close… s-so close,” he mutters to himself, eyes shut tight with his chest heaving up and down. all he needed to do was cum and all of this would be over. or, it would be over once you came.

before he was able to cum, you barged into his office and shut the door behind you, pulling him up by his hair and causing him to halt his movement. you’ve never seen him this desperate before.”

“seonghwa… look at you,” you chuckle quietly. “humping your pillow like a pathetic slut. you couldn’t even wait thirty minutes.”

“p-please, y/n i cant…” his glossy eyes look into yours. “touch me, p-please please please. i’ll be good, just please.”

“hm. you want me to touch you, pretty boy?” you raise your eyebrow then sit down on the sofa next to him. he struggles to even sit up, scooting closer and shoving his face into your neck. you get off the couch and crouch down in front of him, curling your fingers around his cock and admiring it. it was red and veiny, pulsing as if it was telling you to suck it off.

you loved how seonghwa’s body set off every sensor in your body. yeah, you loved taking control of him, but whenever you had the chance you couldn’t help but feel like you were slipping into sub space. his moans were so cute, you’d get drunk off of them.

opening your mouth, you enveloped his tip with your lips, causing his body to jerk and his hips to thrust up into your mouth. he pushed his cock further into your mouth, and you happily took him down your throat.

“g-god, your mouth…” he entangled his fingers in your hair, moaning loudly. he didn’t care about his coworkers hearing him anymore, he needed some sort of relief.

“you’re driving me crazy, y/n.” he whimpered. you bring your head back up and use both of your hands to wrap around his member. not even a second later, you were sucking him off as if you were in a porno. you were getting into it without giving him time to prepare.

“mm, my p-pretty girl,” seonghwa whimpers as he approaches his climax. his moans became louder and the grip on your head getting tighter. “y-you’re such a slut for me.”

then, seonghwa’s back arched. he placed both of his hands on the sofa and gripped onto the couch cushions, hips digging back into it as he moaned. you felt your mouth full with his juices. he was in complete ecstasy when you looked up, face flushed and his jaw hung. his thighs shook underneath you as he emptied his load inside your mouth.

it was tingly, it was good, and he felt like you were milking him dry. and as you swallowed his mess, your hand grazed his shaky thigh gently as a way to calm him down. he didn’t have a clue whether to keep his mouth open or close it. his orgasm was so powerful, his mind went blank.

“p-please, please please please…” seonghwa begs silently, chest heaving. “you’re so good, so so good for me. i love you, princess.”

you take your mouth off of his length and smile, finally getting up and pecking him on the lips.

“i love you too, my prince.”

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honeystwiggypeach · 2 years

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Baby Lucille meets Dustin!

Dad!Eddie Munson x Mom!Reader

Tw: Eddie has little bit of anxious thoughts regarding Lucy’s godparents, Dustin’s mom is judge mental, pet names.

Dad!Eddie masterlist!!

Before Lucille had even been born, her godparents had been picked out wether they liked it or not, after her birth all that was left to do was inform said godparents of their titles.

When Eddie walked up to you one late night informing you he still hadn’t made up his mind on who exactly he wanted to be her godfather simply because he wasn’t sure if you’d be ok with his choice. He knew you had picked out wonderful people to be Lucy’s god parents, I mean you picked out Robin to be her godmother!

“What’s wrong? Why haven’t you decided yet?” You asked concerned.

When you had first assigned Eddie the task he had been so excited telling you he knew exactly who he was going to pick but the sudden change in demeanor startled you a bit since once Eddie had decided something he didn’t usually change it just approached it a little differently.

“Baby, i want Dustin to be her godfather…” he mumbles his voice being muffled by the fabric of your shirt as well as he has his face laid against your baby bump while you lay on the couch(he’s almost like in your lap but your both laying down? Hope you guys know what I mean😭😭)

“So than you did pick?” You ask raising your eyebrow as you push his bangs away from his eyes.

He looks up at you for a moment, “I mean I guess?” He says sounding a little confused.

“That’s fine than.” You smile at him and he feels all the concern from before melt away.

Flash foreword a few months later and now Eddie is nervously shifting his weight between his feet as he holds Lucille in her carrier with you beside him. He stops moving when he hears her coo lightly knowing she had been sleeping when he got her from the car.

Dustin was the last godparent to be informed that they were a godparent. Eddie saved Dustin for last because he wasn’t so sure he’d agree, he wasn’t ready to have to go through the stress of finding a new god parent he was almost certain he didn’t have that many friends!

He knocked on the door nervously and when Dustin’s mom opened the door she just looked Eddie up and down only a tad bit judgementally she had heard about this Eddie kid from her son only she didn’t expect this Eddie ‘kid’ to be a grown man with a wife and daughter.

“Is Dustin here?” Eddie asks messing with one of the toys attached to Lucille’s carrier as he pushes it with the hand holding it.

She nods stepping aside and Eddie makes his way towards Dustin’s room, this confuses Claudia a bit because to her knowledge this is the first time she’s ever seen Eddie or you.

Eddie knocks lightly on Dustin’s door and for a moment he catches himself hoping Dustin wouldn’t awnser the door and that maybe his mom would have been wrong but he knows that she isn’t when the door swings open and Dustin smiles seeing Eddie.

He sees you from over Eddie’s shoulder and gives Eddie a questioning look until his eyes glance down to Lucille and he shoots him a look of confusion.

He pulls the three of you into his room and that’s were it begins.

The two of you sit on Dustin’s bed while he sits on his chair elbows on his knees as he listens to Eddie recount every detail of the situation up until the conversation about godparents intentionally leaving it out.

“And this has to do with me how?” He asks sitting back.

“That’s the thing I’m about to get to Dustin.” Eddie leans down unbuckling Lucille from her car seat and holding her gently as he moves her tiny arms away to show her little face to Dustin.

“We” Eddie says motioning between the two of you and you roll your eyes softly, “were thinking, that you could maybe be her godfather” you watch as Dustin’s eyes light up happily a smile spreading across his face.

“Are you serious?” He asks happily looking towards Lucille.

“Only if you’re ok with it” Eddie hurry’s to clarify.

“Ok with it? This is great! I can teach her so much stuff!” He explains happily.

“Woah there Dustin, don’t go trying to make her a nerd now!” Eddie jokes.

You watch as the two of them playfully bicker knowing that Dustin would be possibly one of the best godfathers to Lucy.

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#reader insert #x reader #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson x female reader #eddie Munson #eddie munson x reader #st4 #dad!eddie munson x reader #dad!eddie munson

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incognitonoggin · 1 month

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have you ever done ticci toby headcanons?? :3 like nsfw alphabet of just general hcs?? cus i was wondering if you could do some hehe

Yes Anon you’re righttt!! 😭

TICCI TOBY NSFW ALPHABET

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

GN! READER

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After freakay time, he’d just lay around with you! But if you needed a towel or water, he would definitely understand and go fetch it for you

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Favorite body part of theirs? A bit typical, but his hands. Just because all of the things he’s capable of doing with them!

Favorite body part of yours? Doesn’t have one, he cherishes all of you <3

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Alright now this man is a freak. I bet he would smear it around to spell words/his name or something 😭 would definitely cum inside

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He steals your used underwear.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Toby is not experienced at all, unsurprisingly.

He’s probably seen a few porno flicks but… didn’t really do much for him

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary! He wants to see your face and your beauty ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Uhmm his awkwardness comes off as goofy, and sometimes he cracks a few sexual jokes, however he takes your actions pretty seriously?? I’d say in between.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn’t really care enough to shave, however if you asked him to, he would!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

AWW VERY ROMANTIC . Toby would want the best for you, and wouldn’t view your lovemaking as just

S E X

So yeah, he’d kiss your forehead during freakay time and make sure you know he cares a lot more than it seems

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Agh before meeting you he would like 3-4 times a week? But now he can just.. seek you out??? However he has things to do and can’t be around you 24/7, so maybe once or twice a week :3

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Toby would be into bondage!

But not too extreme, just tying you down with his clothes or handcuffs or something like that

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom, woods, kitchen, anywhere! But nothing beats the bedroom :)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hmm, stuff like scat or vomit?? He loves you a ton but 🤨

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Toba Boba would prefer receiving, however he would throw that aside to give! He’s a service dom i swear.

He is also quite good at giving, though he’s a bit unaware of it aha

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Whatever you ask for! But baselessly, he’s fast and only rough with how he touches you

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

It is what it is, though he would prefer to spend more time with you / being more passionate about it

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Of course he’s fine with risking things and experimenting! It makes him happy that he’s able to do these things with the person he loves most aha

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Depends.. if he’s tired, 2-5

If he’s up and down, 5-8

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He personally doesn’t, but if you asked to use some on him or for him to use some on you, he’d do it :3

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

RAHHH he teases you with his words more than he does with his actions.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tobys a groaner for sure, and he doesn’t care about being quiet so he’s loud on a scale of 7/10

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

In bed, he’d prefer to finger you, actually 😭 He thinks its hot because he’s deriving himself of the pleasure and kind of giving it all to you ( kind of like oral ?? )

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5 inches soft, 7.3 inches hard 🤫

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

9.2/10, he would take you anywhere :3

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends if you do! If you fall asleep, he will cuddle you and sleep with you :)

Anon i love you for sending this in omg

#creepypasta headcannons #ticci toby headcannons #ticci toby smut #smut

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lokisasylum · 9 months

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I'm sorry but 🐰 is so FAKE!

"My future changed because of it. If I hadn't done this project I would probably still be in bed, eating and watching cartoons"?????

As if he and everyone at Hybe didn't know since months PRIOR how his debut was gonna go down, like that Hybe staff (and Jimin anti) that got caught on DC Gallery talking smack during Jimin's debut about JK's single, because they all knew it had already been BOUGHT thanks to 🛴 & Bongo.

[Reminder that ALL Suchwita episodes are pre-recorded months PRIOR to present events]

Also the way he stated:

"I'm Korean , but I'd like to be the one and only singer who can cross back and forth between k pop and pop songs I'm gonna conquer all genres if I could " "one and only singer"... one and only singer to do WHAT when OTHERS have already done it BEFORE YOU??? (Shinhwa? Ailee??? Hello???) He'll never be the "first and only", "one and only", JUST THE PRIVILEGED ONE.

But you know what really gets on my tits? Its the way he toyed with the fandom's emotions through vlive acting out this story of the mistreated, neglected member that was too scared to ask the company for permission to come on vlive to talk to army, so he asked one of his hyungs to cover for him and "take the blame".

And then continued his little sob-story of "Oh I haven't left my apartment in over 3 weeks. All I do is eat takeout and sleep and play with my dog 🥹 please pity me." Getting so drunk that he passed out like twice (with a whole ass candle still lit) and coincidentally SOMEONE who was already inside the apartment would turn off the live (IF there was a staff with him at all times while recording, why did they let him get so drunk to the point of passing out? )

Then came the rebellious, child tantrums at his own hyungs asking him to take it easy with the drinking live (consequentially bringing hate against said members and his solo stans applauding this behavior as him "standing up for himself & doing what he wants" and how "respect has to be earned").

Then came the sasaeng scare, the "Please don't follow me to the gym where I work out every day, that scares me buuhuu 😭." And again getting drunk "to show how upset he is" by the whole situation, causing more unnecessary concern (a.k.a creating morbid anticipation and more people tuning in to the circus show).

But the live that really took the cake was when he first failed to hide the very obvious vape that was literally on top of the table in a very obvious pink color (like his hoodie) that many quickly identified, then another sob story, then FINALLY came the TEARS, acting like he was about to say goodbye to the fandom for the last time with the perfectly executed: "Please be happy, even if I'm not here." before ending the live and sending the fandom into a frenzy of "omg poor kookie, he's suffering so much" and "omg what if he harms himself???"

Everyone was SHITTING themselves on the TL, expecting the worst to happen.... only for Hybe to share a post from CK with a clip ready to announce that JK had been named Global Bran Ambassador to CK, with this huge promo, a whole ass video, photos, posters, an interview, the whole she-bang.

And suddenly... he was fine? Did another live like NOTHING happened? And the ones that followed??? Suddenly he was this refined model for CK that actually gave a shit about his image? Ya'll cannot convince me that this man was not gaslighting the FUCK outta the fandom through this whole shit-show while 🛴& Bongo finished up securing his achievement$ & po$ition on the chart$ before officially announcing his debut (despite having announced a month prior that another member would debut instead).

Even Jimin called him out on his BS during that live in the car after one of the music shows where outta the blue he interrupted the live saying he was gonna go watch Jimin perform live, as if he didn't know that Jimin's promotions had ended that very day.

Like atp I just feel pity for his stans 'cause they're SO NAIVE that they believe everything he says to the point of creating this false narrative that JK was the one who actually got sabotaged on his debut and received the shortest debut/promo time compared to Jimin. When the cold hard truth is that everything he got was thanks to all the MONEY 🛴 & Hybe invested on him.

#I'm sorry I know Jimin loves these dudes but it needs to be said #they've been gaslighting the fandom since those final concerts in Las Vegas #first it was namgi with the whole obsession with grammys #then SG lying on vlive about having done crossfit with the others and accusing armys of making it up

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muichiro-tokito122 · 2 months

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TENGEN NSFW ALPHABET

(this is my first time writing one of these so have mercy on me, im not that good 😭)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) Tengen definitely is too lazy to get out of bed and get stuff like water, so he just stays next to you in bed and binges kisses and rubs your aching hips, yet again, if it wasn’t a LONG round, he WOULD get up to get you water or smth like that..

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

boobs. I don’t fucking care. Look at all his wives! THEY HAVE HUUUUUUUGE BOOBS! Honestly, he just loves watching the way your breasts bounce when you ride him, and cumming on your chest is one of his faves…

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) Tengen doesn’t cum a lot? He can hold back, but when he does cum, which is rare, he cums BUCKETS, and he isn’t afraid to let it all out in you~~~. Yet again, Tengens cum isn’t necessary the most… delicious… thing ever. You could have lived without tasting it. It’s more salty than bitter.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Tengen seriously wants to have an affair with ALL of his wives, like ALL of them. And he really wants to slap your ass, just to see what would happen. Not that he hasn’t before. He also wants to see just HOW MANY of his fingers fit.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) My man has 3 wives all ready. Yes. It would be surprising if he were a virgin. He’s experienced sex with 3 and definitely even more women, so he knows what a woman wants.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) to Tengen it’s more important for his woman to feel pleasure, but at the same time he wants to see their face twist and contort in pleasure, so honestly probably riding, or face off.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) No. Tengen teases you mercilessly. He’s constantly whispering dirty jokes in your ear and laughing at your faces.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) yes. The carpet matches the drapes. But he is nicely trimmed. However since his hair is white, it’s not very visible, so it’s more of the feeling than the visual.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) he’s very intimate. Tengen’s hands are always roaming and pinching and stroking to say the least, he’s always whispering something in your ears. And he’s not very gentle either. However he won’t hurt you, he will ask if you’re enjoying yourself or if you’re in pain.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) he doesn’t need to jack off, lets be honest, ONCE AGAIN. He has 3 wives. I wouldn’t think he needs to jack off.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) He definitely likes it you’re loud, and he likes pet names. And he really wants you to call him daddy. He loves foreplay and prop using, he’s not a fan of toys though.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do) anywhere around HIS house. On tables, counters, couches, beds, you get the idea.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) When you show a lot of skin. It definitely riles him up. As well as when YOU flirt with HIM.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) he wouldn’t EVER put you in pain, he pulls your hair, but not to the point you’re bleeding, if there’s a drop of blood, he’s stopping.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) again…. I’m sobbing… HE HAS 3 WIFES! 😭😭😭😭 HES GOOD AT IT! but yes. This man could have you sitting on his face for hours and wouldn’t get tired of your taste, he especially loves when you buck your hips into his mouth. Unlike other men, he doesn’t necessarily LOVE getting sucked out, he’s okay with it, but he wouldn’t be like “Ho ho ho, suck my dick.” 🙄. Like other men, looking at you, Sanemi.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) he’s fast no matter what. If it’s a long day. He just wants to get the stress out quick and then sleep it off. He’s definitely not going to be gentle, even if you ask for it.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) Y E S. He has a HUGE sex drive. You could be wearing his clothes and he’d already be thinking of ripping them off you. During the day he’d be pulling you over the table, or counters just stuff like that.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) He loves trying out new things and he’s never even thought of opening the lonely condom box on the nightstand.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) maybe 4 rounds? Each 30 minutes, maybe… He is a hashira after all.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) No. TBH he’s confident with his cock and his cock alone.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He teases mercilessly. Baby girl, I’m sorry, but he’s going to make you suffer before he takes you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) He prefers to stay quiet so he doesn’t drown out the sound of your moans, he just likes to hear them, because he knows you’re feeling good.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) he just randomly slaps your ass. Whether it’s in sex or not. You could casually be speaking to the other hashira and he would just WACK!

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) He is a very tall man. So he would be around 7 or 8 inches 😳💀, and a bit thicker than average.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Very. That’s all I’m saying. Very

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep after around 2 hours since he is not very sleepy.

#tengen uzui #tengen smut #manga and anime #hashira x reader

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meetmyothersouls · 2 years

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why do I feel the need of having a timmy angst after his coachella makeout???? 😭🥺🥲 why am I here asking this to you for writing one????

I’ve gotten tons of cheating Tim requests and the Coachella kiss, so I’m combining them into one right here. Hope you enjoy!

A Moment of Weakness

Warnings: angst, cheating, fluff

“Y/n! I’m home, baby!” Timothee called from the front door. You were still in your bedroom and had been preparing for this moment since the night before, when you found out your “boyfriend” was a lying, cheating son of a bitch. You gathered the picture you printed online and your phone and met him at the front door.

He was beaming, so happy to see you and the sight of it made you want to cry. Normally, you’d run and throw yourself into his arms, covering every inch of visible skin in kisses. He ruined that.

Timothee dropped his bags and held his arms out for you. Instead of embracing him, you shoved the picture into his chest, he stumbled back a little bit and wore a shocked and confused expression.

“What is this?” Timothee asked.

“Look at it and you tell me,” your voice shook but you had to stay strong.

He squinted, studying the photo. It was printed form your phone and the quality was horrendous and blurry. Still, anyone with eyes could tell it was a picture of two people kissing, their bodies close together.

“You don’t think this is me, do you?” Timothee turned the photo to you.

“Timothee. It is you. That’s your fucking clothes, your hat. That man has the same stature as you. You can even see your stupid fucking rings shining from flash.”

“That’s not me I don’t remember it.” He sounded confident, but so were you.

“Maybe this will jog your memory.” You shoved your phone in his face, the video of him and the woman making out already playing. Like the photo, it was blurry and taken from far away. But it was him.

He took your phone, playing the video again, “Y/n...I...I don’t remember this.”

You pushed him and his back hit the door, “that’s fucking worse, Timothee. At least fucking own it. What the fuck is wrong with you!?”

You ran your fingers through your hair, shoving his hand off of your shoulder as he attempted to console you, “wait, it gets better.” You snatched your phone from Timothee’s hands, switching the tab to another article you had pulled up and prepared for him. An article featuring the woman from the video, toying with the fact that she kissed Timothee Chalamet.

Timothee read the article, his eyes rapidly scanning your phone. You snatched it form him, too annoyed and hurt to care if he read the whole thing or not. Again, he tried to embrace you, and you knew if he did, you’d melt into a puddle of tears. You didn’t want him breaking you more than he already had.

“Y/n-”

“No, don’t say my name. I am so embarrassed! Do you know how many people have texted me about this, called me about this, do you know how many articles that have already been published talking about you cheating on me?! I can’t believe you, Timothee.”

You started toward your bedroom, Timothee cut your path off, standing in front of you blocking you from traveling any further. His long arms touched either side of the wall in the hallway, “Listen, I had a lot to drink and....a lot to smoke that night-”

“Oh god,” you shook your head, turning back in the other direction, not bothering to hide your disgusted tone. Timothee intercepted, somehow managing to get in front of you again.

“Listen to me!” He yelled.

You stood there, eyes shaking with sadness and hurt, your heart was broken, and you were quite sure he could see it through your eyes. You were quiet, waiting for him to speak.

“It was a moment of weakness,” even as he cried, he was beautiful, and that pissed you off even more. “I wasn’t in the right mind; I was not my self right there. That is me, but it is not me. Please believe me. I love you.”

Tears spilled down your cheeks and you wanted him to kiss each one away. You wanted him to love you, and you wanted to love him and forget. But you wouldn’t be able to, not for a long time.

“I need to not be around you for a while,” you finally said, “I’m going to stay with a friend, do you think you can manage to keep your hands and your mouth to yourself while I’m away?”

“Yes,” Timothee answered, defeated.

He dropped an arm, letting you pass. You had already packed a bag, knowing you would want to be away from him after you confronted him. You grabbed it hand headed for the door, but before walking out, you turned to him.

“You know what makes it even worse?”

Timothee turned to look at you, his eyes already swelling from the abundance of tears he’d produced.

“A friend of mine asked me how I was so comfortable with you being away for weeks at a time. I told her that it was because I trusted you and I loved you, and I’ll be damned if you didn’t play me for a fool.”

You shut the door and you didn’t speak to him for a week. During your time away, you reflected on your relationship with Timothee. He loved you and even though he fucked up, you loved him. Ultimately, you believed him. You believed that he was drunk, and he always smoked around his friends, he was under the influence and even though you were still pissed at him, and would be for a long time, you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

Timothee was asleep on the couch when you walked back into the apartment. You dropped your bag and made your way to him, smiling as you realized he was covered with your favorite blanket and his head was resting on your pillow. You climbed over him, snuggling yourself in between the back of the couch and Timothee’s side. He stirred at the movement, humming lightly in his sleep, before he realized that it was you who disturbed him. His arms wrapped around your body firmly, pulling you on top of him.

“I didn’t think you’d come back,” his voice was laced with sleep and cracked a little as he talked.

“I decided to believe you,” you lifted your head a little to meet his eyes while you rested on his chest. “And I love you.”

“You don’t trust me anymore though.” He said into your hair, “I don’t blame you. I hate myself for what I did, for what it did to you.”

“It’s going to take a while for me to fully get over this, but I know you’ll earn it back.”

“I don’t deserve you.”

You sat up, straddling his waist, wondering what his thoughts had been like while you were gone. You were harsh, but you didn’t regret it, he needed to hear how you felt and you needed him to understand the position he put you in, the heartache he caused.

“Don’t say that.” You leaned down to press your lips against his, lingering slightly before pulling away.

“It’s true, and if you’re still allowing me in your life then I’m going to spend the rest of mine making this up to you. You are the only one I want. The only one that matters, the only one I’ll ever love. I am so sorry I hurt you.”

And that was all you needed to hear to forgive him.

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#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet x you #writing #timothee blurb #timothee chalamet imagine #timmy chalamet #fluff #angst

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measuredmotion · 3 months

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can you tell me everything you know about rova (jonah's old band), please??

(MY ANSWER GOT LOST BECAUSE THE TUMBLR IS TUMBLR AND I HAD TO WRITE IT ONCE AGAIN 😭)

hi anon-poppy 🩷 thank you for sending this 🩷

you want to know more about rova the band? ok, so let’s back to early 2010s, the prime time of tumblr dot com (ekhm…), the beginning of instagram and the rule of influencers and, also the glory days of soundcloud and its little indie artists. i want to stick a bit to the latter ones cause that’s the core part of your question. Rova the band, consisted of members Jonah Hauer-King, Rufus Gibbs, Tom Gould and Fergus Burnand, was one of many rock alternative/indie bands who were inspired/amazed by arctic monkeys, bombay bicycle club, suede, radiohead or jeff buckley, BUT! it has one distinguish feature other than others! Tall, skinny, curly-haired boy with bright eyes and adorable dimples who happened to be also the singer and the front man of the group! They not only played covers (another prominent mark of 2010s and start of many careers on youtube channels!) but also their own songs! They even released EP Strings in October 2012, which is still available to listen for free on soundcloud, and consists of tracks: Measured Motion (my personal faveee!), Mama Save Me, and album titled song - Strings. The band was named after the Turkish poet, and also frontman’s first soft toy, as they reported in the interview. (awwwww, Jonaaaaah! 😂☺️ mkay mkaaay back to my essay!) They played many gigs around North London and also Paris in 2011-2012, many videos of them performing are available on youtube, which I highly recommend to watch. Unfortunately, for reasons unknown, at least for me, the band didn’t last long. After all, Jonah pursued the dream of being an actor, which he successfully achieved! ✨ And, as we know, his music talent did not go to waste as he used it in The Little Mermaid, Postcards from London, RENT the musical (RIP ME, forever haunted by this, please someone send me the footage and end my suffering!!!!), World on Fire (a little bit but still?), or even the mockery of singing in Old Boys (Winch, you will be famous forever!) Once again, I highly recommend to check their songs, and leave you with my favourite one!

Measured Motion acoustic session 🎶🌿

youtube

Thank you for the ask and I’m always at your service! 🫡☺️🩷

#jonah hauer king #ask #rova #band #thank you #🩷🩷🩷

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zuffer-weird-girl · 1 year

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Don't close the box yet, I'm trying to read something with Kaito getting too many present for Christmas from the Precepts, and Kai putting them away.

I'm sure Kaito throws a fit. Nobody is on Chisaki's side...not even pops. Kaito is so spoiled 😭

"Almost there... aaand-" you stood on your tippy toes and cheered along with the 4 year old you were holding for him to finally manage to put the star on top of the tree while your husband only could arch an eyebrow.

It wasn't very common for him to celebrate Christmas. He just didn't see the appeal to it. Like... okay, you lie to children about a fat old guy who delivers presents to all the people in the world in one night; give more presents yourself to others; stay awake for unbelievable night hours instead of doing something productive and stuff your face with the "holidays type" of food.

But seeing his wide and son being all hyped up for the holiday warmed a bit his chest...

Until pops decided to spoil his son every single holiday ever.

The last Christmas since Kaito was born was like a huge pile of boxes of toys. Very LOUD and ANNOYING toys.

He could still remember the headaches combine with the countless nights of no sleep.

"Santa will come?"

"Well, you were a good boy the whole year so-" you bopper his nose as his eyes crossed to look at your finger until snickering a bit at your playfulness.

"I object. He was a brat." Kaito yelled a hey at his dad who didn't even sounded impressed at his son's reaction while you try it to maintain your giggles at bay.

He only sighed before standing up and going over the two of you as you gently put Kaito back down on his feet.

"Don't be such a grinch love, you can't deny is the time of the year where usually we are the kost kindest to others."

"Some people." He grumbled with a cold look as you caressed his covered cheek.

"Come on, just look at him." You moved your gaze towards to the boy who was checking if the cookies were rightfully placed on the plate for Santa Claus "the best part of having kids Kai is to see their joy... we can't assure if it will always be that way since the world isn't all sunshines... but seeing that innocence and happiness doesn't it make it all worth it the hours of decorating and other stuff?" You pointed out as you smiled at his usually cold and distant look turn into soft golden eyes filled with calmness and understanding.

"I suppose you're right." He sighed after a couple of seconds, uncrossing his arms and just leaving them both at his side "I just only can hope to not have certain elders spoil too much our-"

"MeRrY ChRIStMaS BItChES!" You both jumped at mimic literally busting the door open along with the rest of precepts.

"Uncle Chrono! Mimic!" Kaito wide smile at the sign, you sighed in relief that Kaito didn't catch the curse word... while Kai looked like he was about to kill every single person of that room asides you and his kid.

"I'm sorry for his manners master, young master and lady (Y/n)" Tengai and Nemoto bowed while speaking simultaneously while you waved your hands around and saying for them to cut the formality.

"We bought some fruit cake but..." Hojo was about to speak until Setsuno elbowed his other companion.

"Tabe ate it all before we stepped inside." The man whose name was spoken only lowered his head in a silent apology.

"Hey shrimp." Rappa kneeled down while giving him a nerf gun "There ya go. Shoot your old man."

"Wooooowww." Kaito eyes shined bright until he whined at his new toy being yanked off of him to only laugh at the sign of his father literally slamming the toy on Rappa's face as the man cussed him out.

"First of all, what are all of you here?" Chisaki spoke in a murderous silent voice as you walked towards him in hopes to calm him down before he overhauled someone in front of your son... again.

"The old man invited us." Chrono spoke simply while you and Kai widened your eyes "Said something about giving the kid more company... oh and he mentioned gifts too I guess."

"Of course he did." Kai groaned while face palming as you giggled at the sign of a four year old climbing rikiya as the man only smiled at the boy. "Where is even he at the moment?"

"Right here." The elder soon appeared and went to give you a hug first, totally ignoring Chisaki. "I hope I wasn't late to see my favorite grandson!"

"He is your only grandson..." Kai mentioned nimbly before groaning when Pops gave him a big box to hold as the elder went and grabbed the kid. "What is even this?!"

You only blinked at the sign of the room getting more crowded and hearing the commotion of it and clearly noticing your husband's distaste of all of it.

Yeah... long night ahead of you ...

After God knows how long it was, you pribed Kaito out of the chair, saying Tabe wasn't going to steal Santa's cookies. Despite the kid always proclaiming he was agrow kid he still insisted that he sitter on your lap to receive the presents to show you and his father who refuse to wipe the frown out of his face or to sit down in the ground.

"Uncle rappa gave me a nerf gun first." The kid mumbled while opening the next present with silver paper wrapped around it "Wow! A new action figurine!"

"That's mine actually." Chrono mentioned with a smirk as yououthed a thank you to him as Kai only glared at his childhood friend

"Thank you uncle!" Kaito gleamed in happiness.

You were getting a bit worried to the amount of gifts, you weren't going to lie. It was like when you gave birth to Kaito... too much presents. Yet you were still happy when all Kaito won he showed it to you with a pretty smile that reminded you a bit of your husband's rare one.

"Since when I gave you all the order to spoil rotten my kid?" Kai growled as the precepts tensed while Mimic, Chrono blinked and Pops only arched an eyebrow.

"Is Christmas."

"I'm putting these away." He growled while going to pick the other boxes that weren't open until he felt a tiny hand gripping his pants tight and when he turned to look... he found the usual calm son he had now with tears welling up in his (E/c) eyes with the biggest pout he ever saw.

"Please Dada.... I want to see what's inside..." the kid hiccups and he swore that was the first time ever on his life he felt the worst human on the planet.

"Way to go dude." Chrono mumbled until he flinched at the hard elbow connecting with his chest.

"Fine. But you better organize all these things and not leave it out here for me or your mother to pick it up." He growled but soon blushed crimson red at his son hugging his legs at the front of everyone. "Let go Kaito. Now is not the time."

"Overjerk is such a jellohead when he is with these two you notice?" Rappa mumbled to Tabe as the guy munched on some fried chicken.

The precepts had gone since they wanted to spend the holidays in other places, so it was only Chrono and Pops left.

"A choo-choo!" The boy exclaimed in glee as he held the new brand toy his grandfather had given him.

"A train with a remote controller.... pops how much money did you spend on this one even?" Kai asked almost in terror as the elder only chuckled and mumbled about letting the kid have fun.

"Mama look! It makes even a lil noise!" The boy pressed a button and it soon the sound of a train filled the room.

"Wow honey that's incredible! Did you thank granddad?" You smiled at your son when his eyes widened in realization as he zapped towards the elder to give him a hug for it.

"Awe is fine! I just wanted to see that boy's smile!" Pops chuckled while messing up the kid's hair

"Later you better not to blame me for this brat to be so spoiled." Kai growled only to soften up a bit as you rested your head on his shoulder and his son climbed back to sit between the two of you.

"I'm not spoiled. You are." The kid mumbled while nuzzling his face and hugging you the best he could with his little chubby arms.

"Pardon?"

"Grandpop and mommy said it. You're spoiled dad." The kid stared up at his dad in the most numb tone of voice he could ever muster as Chisaki glared daggers at the four year old boy as Chrono tried his best to not laugh and fail.

"... you do know you don't need to dress up as Santa right pops? Kaito doesn't need to see it." You mumbled to the elder while your two favorite boys discussed while the old man chuckled on his eggnog.

"Oh please I already have the costume. Chisaki won't do it but sure as heck I will."

"You do spoil Kaito a lot pops.." You chuckled as the elder smiled in triumph

"Parents are made to educate while grandparents are to spoil. That's the rule."

"I never heard of it!" You laughed as Pops chuckled.

"Well, now you do!"

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I absolutely LOVED your expanded thoughts on the Foyet arc with the earlyseasons!reader AU I’m gonna give you my playout of the arc in my head lol cause i’d love to see what you think :) i’ll spilt this into two asks boxes one before the altercation episode and then another for the actual episode with Foyet Altercation so its not so long!

Ok starting when Aaron gets back from the pig farm case, in my AU reader and Jack aren’t there because they went out of state to visit reader’s family and during the time Aaron is being tortured they’re being driven back to their shared home by a trusted neighbor.

Reader walks into the home through the front door with Jack in her arms and see’s the scene in front of her, panics and drops off Jack with the trusted neighbor and comes back to the scene to try and figure out what happens. When she’s left stumped she calls up Emily and from there everything is the same other than the small detail that when reader finds out Aaron is in the hospital she picks up Jack instead of Morgan and Jennifer doing so.

Everything in the hospital plays out the same they say they’re tragic goodbyes (I headcanon that when both reader and Jack walk out the room Aaron either has to send everyone away to cry or he almost has panic attack 🥺). NOW TO SPICE THINGS UP reader is in the early stages of pregnancy when she and Jack are sent into the witness protection program, i’m thinking maybe 3-5 weeks, like she doesn’t know until a little bit later after cutting contact with Hotch. Now idk how long went by since Jack was actually placed in the witness protection program in this arc but for this AU reader is barely even showing (maybe they’re there for four months tops until the altercation)

cw; discussions of pregnancy, stress, mentions of violence, fem!reader

okay first, i love everything about this, and two, the concept of reader finding out she's pregnant?!?!?!!? omg omg omg i need to elaborate on this

i've always headcannoned something similar- like in s12 when they all go into witness protection due to scratch, reader finds out she's pregnant then, but i kinda like this concept more?!?!

can you just imagine all the mixed emotions reader would be feeling😭 first to name, obviously the stress of being put into hiding without aaron, and the last time seeing him being in a hospital bed? like the man was stabbed nine times, he's extremely lucky to be alive, and then within a day being sent away like that? obviously there's the worry for his state in terms of recovering, like yes he was awake, but that doesn't mean a complication still can't arise out of nowhere. then, there's the idea of something happening to aaron while being gone. like yes, reader and jack are being targeted and that's the main focus, but so is aaron?!? who's to say aaron is not being constantly stalked by foyet, or foyet could turn the tables and go after him again. then obviously there's the worry for jack and reader's state :( jack is too young to understand, so he's asking so many questions reader can't answer without scaring him :( he's constantly asking where his daddy is :( if he's feeling better, because again, the last time he saw him was at the hospital, and just the stray of questions pertaining to normal routine? why can't he play with his toys at home, or have his favorite plushy with him since they couldn't stop at home beforehand, why can't he go to preschool, things like that. it would just make reader so :((( because she has to make up different reasons.

and the hospital discussion about them going into hiding :( aaron would be putting a brave face on, as he normally does, but reader can see right through it :( she knows he's hurting, but he doesn't want jack, and reader, to get scared :( even when reader gets weepy, aaron is forcing himself not to cry too :( so i second that he would have to send everyone away to cry :( like watching reader and jack leave??!!? it would ruin him :( there's the impending danger, and he knows what foyet is capable of. like with shaunessy, it was ten years. given the bau is the bau and they tend to resolve things quicker, aaron knows this probably won't last that long, but part of him worries it will be :( and don't get me started about the guilt he feels about not making the deal :( of course, he fully believes he made the right decision of not taking it, because he's him and he refuses to play foyet's game, but yet he feels guilty because he put the whole family in danger :( and that's the one thing he can't particularly forgive himself for.

and then reader finding out about her pregnancy?!?!? again, a complete mix of emotions. first, the happiness of bringing a new life into the world with the man she loves 🥹 they've been talking about having a new baby and have been trying for a while, but finding out under these circumstances :( now yet another little one is in danger, not being able to tell aaron at all- he has no idea he's officially the dad of another baby :(, and going through the tough, early stages of pregnancy without him. like maybe when reader was pregnant with jack (given haley is nonexistent), morning sickness was awful, she was constantly nauseous, etc., but aaron was always there to provide comfort, and this time, he's not :( and also, reader is sad about aaron potentially missing out on the entire pregnancy :( like when she was pregnant with jack, it was so exciting when she first started showing, felt kicks for the first time- the two of them were so so happy and couldn't wait for him to arrive, it was such a special time :((( but this time around, that won't be the case. and reader is definitely worried about giving birth without him. again- there's no telling how long this is for, and it's terrifying. part two

#i absolutely love love love hearing about everyone's hcs and aus and such <333333 #y'all feel free to share ALWAYS #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #criminal minds #aaron hotchner imagine

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Hi! I was wondering if you could do James Marshall x Female! Reader? The plot would consist of how they met, her support during the elections and the moment he becomes the president, inauguration day and their first night in the White House when he receives a threat from a terrorist?

sure! , i did my best for this one but i know literally nothing about politics and i severely apologize in advance because this might be the worst think i’ve written in my entire life 😭 but it is also the only version i could write that gave me satisfaction but i feel so bad holy shit

i hope you somewhat enjoy this, and i’d like to say that i totally didn't steal part of kennedy’s speech.. totally didn’t do that

president

james marshall x reader

“oh shit!”

“oh my gosh!”

hot coffee spilled down your front, staining the white blouse you wore. it burned slightly but cooled down surprisingly fast.

“i am so sorry,” the man who ran into said. you waved him off, “oh-it’s fine. it’s okay,” you glanced up, and was taken aback. he was by far one of the most handsome men you’ve ever laid your eyes on.

fluffy brown hair, mesmerizing hazel eyes, sharp jawline, a small scar adorning his chin. all these elements combined into the perfect man.

he was so attractive.

“i’ve ruined your shirt, dammit, i’m sorry.” “oh sir, it’s quite alright, i should’ve been looking where i was going-“

“i should’ve been looking too.”

an awkward silence engulfed you two, neither knowing what to say. the man pursed his lips, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants, “uh.. would you, maybe, like to go out to dinner later?” he asked, quickly adding on, “so i can make it up to you, of course.”

you arched your brows, “so not a date?” you were surprisingly yourself now, never had you been so bold, especially not with this sort of man.

a smile toyed on his lips, “i mean… it could be a date, if you wanted it to be one.”

you remained silent, pulling your purse slightly off of your shoulder, retrieving a pen. you then gently took his wrist, “may i?”

the man seemed somewhat confused, but nodded. you pushed back his sleeve slightly, gently writing your number on his wrist.

“there, now you have my number.”

“i will definitely be giving it a call later.” he said with a light chuckle, “now, about dinner, say meet up here around seven?” you nodded, “sounds good to me. i’ll see you then.” you turned to go, only to feel the man grasp your wrist gently, whirling you around to face him again.

“i didn’t catch your name.”

“i didn’t throw it.” you said with a smile before saying your name. “that’s beautiful, it’s a pleasure to meet you, i’m james marshall.”

“it’s nice to meet you.”

the two of you said your goodbyes before going your separate ways, assuring the other that they’d meet up here again later that evening.

little did you know that this little date would bloom into something extraordinary.

— — —

“that’s my husband!” you exclaimed to an empty household, your gaze fixated on the television before you.

there he was, james marshall, doing a campaign on live television!

you had never been so proud. after many years of marriage, he was finally achieving what he’d always claimed he’d do.

he was running for president, and you were certain he’d win.

“hell yeah!” you shouted, a smile on your lips.

he had so many good points, far better then some of his opponents. god, you were so proud.

the live campaign ended quickly, time seemed to fly by. you rose from your seat on the couch, you heard the sound of your phone ringing. surely this was james. you rushed to the kitchen where your purse hung on chair. you rummaged through the contents of your bag before retrieving your cell phone.

you answered immediately, lifting the device to your ear, “hello?”

“hi honey.”

you smiled, “hi! i just finished watching the campaign, you were phenomenal as always.”

“oh darling, you’re making me blush.” he said with a laugh. you took a seat at the kitchen table, “y’know, i don’t want to jinx anything, but i think you’re gonna win.” you stated. the man on the other end was quiet for a moment before he asked in a hush whispered, “you really think so?”

“i know so.”

— — —

turns out, you might’ve been a sort of seer or fortune teller, cause sure enough, just a few days after election day, you found yourself at home, tidying up the place for when james returned.

you knew he was on edge, considering the results of the election would be released soon. so you were trying to do all you could to make things easier.

suddenly, the front door was thrown open, revealing your husband with a bright grin upon his face, “turn on the television!” he exclaimed. “what-“

he rushed into the home, grabbing the remote off of the end table and turning on the television. he then stood beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist, his hazel eyes fixated onto the screen.

it was the news, on the screen was the chief of staff. it was time! they were going to announce who won!

you leaned against your husband, exhaling deeply as you stared at the smiling man on the television.

“it is my pleasure to announce that the president of the united states for the year 1993 is…”

the suspense was killing you. “just say it, dammit.” you mumbled.

“… james marshall!”

you let out a cheer, turning to your husband who’s eyes were wide with shock. “baby! you won!” you shouted, he let out a laugh of disbelief, “i won.”

“yes! you won!” you tugged on his red tie, jerking his head down slightly as you smashed his lips to his. this seemed to break him out of his initial shock, for he reciprocated the action with passion. he’d actually done it. he’d won!

the man pulled away, letting out a laugh before lifting you up, spinning you around thrice before setting you back onto the ground, kissing you again.

“we did it, baby, we did it!”

— — —

inauguration day. the very day you and your husband had been waiting for. you watched with teary eyes as your husband stood at the podium, for you were watching the love of your life become the president of the united states. and what an accomplishment that was.

“I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States..”

then came the time for his speech. you’d heard it about a million times. and every time he’d rehearsed it, he found something to critique. but you’d assured him that it sounded perfect the way it was.

james was back up at the podium, looking somewhat nervous. but then his hazel eyes found you smiling at him in the crowd, and suddenly everything seemed okay.

he cleared his throat, “we observe today not a victory of party but a celebration of freedom-symbolizing an end as well as a beginning-signifying renewal as well as change. for i have sworn before you and the Almighty God the same solemn oath our forbears prescribed nearly a century and three-quarters ago..”

— — —

“so.. what do you think?” james asked, pulling back the comforter before climbing into bed beside you.

you didn’t know what to think. you’d always heard stories of the white house, but being here with your husband, the president, it all seemed so surreal.

“i think… it’s big. far bigger then anything we could ever imagine.” you said, snuggling up against his side. “a little to extravagant, huh?” you nodded, “but i think we can make it work.”

the man smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. these past few weeks had been crazy, and this was the first time in a long time that you’d had some time with one another.

your first night in the white house as the president and the first lady. it was a special night. james glanced down at you, only to find you gazing up at him. “what?” he asked softly.

“does a wife need an excuse to admire her husband?” james let out a chuckle, kissing your lips gently. your hand came to rest upon his cheek as his strong arms snaked their way around your waist, pulling you close. the kiss deepened, your lips dancing in sync with his.

just as the situation began to escalate, the sound of a phone ringing filled the air. it was coming from your husband’s government phone, which he was obligated to answer. the man let out a sigh, pulling away from you, reaching over to the nightstand to retrieve the device.

he answered it and lifted the device to his ear. “hello?”

you watched him, concern overcoming you as his brows furrowed and he sat up a little taller. “who is this?”

and just as sudden as the call had begun, it ended. james dropped the phone, throwing back the comforter before climbing out of bed, retrieving his navy robe.

“james? what was that?”

“a threat.”

your eyes widened, “a what?”

“a threat, i think. i’ve gotta go make some calls, see if the number can be traced.” he said, shoving the phone into his pocket before walking around the front of the bed to your side, pecking your lips softly.

“well, is everything okay-“

“everything’s gonna be fine, darling. i just need you to stay here.”

you nodded slowly, bidding him goodbye and watching him go.

sadly, this would not be the last time your husband would receive threats from terrorists.

but, that was the life of a president and his first lady.

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