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anisdolly · 3 months

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・。.・゜✭・.・✫ . ✭・.・✫・✭ .・゜・。.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ quiet now, will you?

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀STRICTLY 18+.

WARNINGS: bratfem!reader x dom!modernau!anakin, dirty talking, teasing, clit play, he likes to command just a bit too much.

summary: anakin is taking you home after picking you up from your shift, and of course he is hungry as fuck. just...you're feeling bratty.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫ . ✭・.・✫・✭ .・゜・。.

“h-hey!” you lament, hands quickly folding together to push the fabric of your sweater between your legs. the little fist they created stays there, pressed right between a drenched cunt, his hand and your thighs—a vain, and rather pathetic, attempt to stop your boyfriend from getting what he was craving. “h-hand away!”

it had been already a long day at work—your boss making you run from one office to the other just because her spoiled daughter wanted to read a book that wasn’t even fucking released yet. last thing you need, was anakin all over your pussy, and his car’s seat dirty. maybe you should’ve thought twice before shoving yourself into more comfortable clothes—a thick sweater that worked more as a short, barely covering dress—and keep your tailleur instead.

anakin just watches you squirm and use your only cloth as a barrier, his blue eyes gleaming with wicked delight before a low chuckle escapes his lips. his hand, determined in feeling more, comes to rest atop the hoodie mound you just created after abruptly pushing yours away, pressing down against the fabric just enough to feel the warmth and dampness underneath.

"'hand away'…" he teases mockingly, his voice resonating with that deep sound that is exclusively his. "think you got the power to make demands, princess? after i haven’t seen you for an entire day?" a playful, yet starved edge lines his words with a smirk. his fingers begin to move in a slow, deliberate circle over the hoodie, not enough to touch directly, but the implication is there—a reminder of the control he holds over your pretty body.

it gets you writhing and panting instantly, and as you wrap your hand around his wrist to try and move him away, the pressure only gets more insistent. so much, that what sounds like a tiny moan flips out of your mouth. you really thought you had the strength to push him away? tsk.

“a-ani…c-c’mon…” you cry, but your hips were betraying you by basically humping against his hand.

he simply scoffs at your pitiful wail, enjoying the friction of your core over his digits. “never this drenched. not even when i cum all over it.”

the car's engine hums and thrums to life as anakin lets his hand linger over your hidden cunt, driving you insane with the need for more in only seconds. yet, he never really gives you what you need. you were always so fucking perfect with your innocent blush and eager body—he loves how you respond to him so quickly, despite your best efforts. even if, at times, he has to push you a bit more. but it’s alright, because your pussy always spoke louder than your useless words.

anakin’s other hand grips the shifter, his knuckles white as he pulls it into reverse, his gaze finally breaking away from you to check the mirrors. his actions dual; driving the car while driving you mad, and it was an easy combination to him. probably it became a skill after all the other times he fingered you in that passenger seat, making you cum more than one time in less than six miles.

and even as he pulls out of the parking spot, he keeps his eyes on the task while his body did not—his driving smooth and practiced, while his fingers softly toy with you.

"quiet now, angel." he murmurs, licking his lips in what seems a concentrated—yet unbothered—expression. “don’t wanna be pulled over by cops while i milk my fingers, right?”

the car backs out from the parking lot and, as he finds the way to the road home, the vibrations of the moving vehicle add an entirely new layer to the torture you are already being put under. your doe eyes look like more interested in the movements of his fingertips rather than the road ahead, and your hole clutches around nothing.

and then, anakin found your clit even through all those layers of fabric, pushing a full-on moan out of your lungs. how the hell does he manage that? every fucking time?

“b-babe…please—” you grit out while your body heat increases more and more, and your soaked panties practically damp the sweater too.

"hey. told ya, quiet.” anakin commands again, this time way sterner than before. “if you can stay silent and good, maybe—maybe—you’ll get the reward you’re dripping for. but make even a little noise, and i’ll leave you wantin’ and aching all the damn way back."

his hand presses a little harder before pulling away completely, making you tremble at the loss, before it reaches for the gear shift to help drive on the dark street. "so…let’s see how good my little princess can really be, hm?"

your lover could feel the stickiness on his fingertips, highlighting his hunger. god, he could still taste the sweetness of your pussy from the previous night, and the scent of your arousal is the car made his pupils dilate. but there’s nothing more easy for anakin than to have self control when it comes to teasing you. so he stays in his seat, driving carelessly, as if his index and middle didn’t just turn you into a heated whore.

but tonight, you are having none of it. who does he think he is? making fun of you like that? after you had one of the most stressful days of the week at work, and even told him? hell the fuck no. just like he started, he was gonna make you finish.

“mmhm! no!” you huff out, your hands clutching the excessively long sleeves of your sweater before smacking right onto your thighs in frustration. “p-put it back there!” the pout on your face mixes with what seems a frown—this was a stance that you never dared to take before, but that now came automatically at his carefree demeanor and actions.

“now.”

whiny brat.

at your defiance, anakin��s sharp jaw clenches tightly and almost immediately. a surge of possessiveness tightens around his heart like a vice, the call to put you back in your damn place taking over any restraint he had been putting onto his own emotions. that sudden insistence in your voice makes him laugh dryly, simply not to reach out and pull your hair like you fucking deserved.

"ahhh, what did i say about zipping it?" his voice is a lethal purr, and his eyes, blue like shards of ice, caught yours in the review mirror. "seems someone’s already beggin’ for punishment." and as he continues to navigate the deserted streets, the silence of the night around you feels almost like an accomplice to whatever was about to happen inside that poor range rover.

but still, you don’t relent, staring right back into his eyes as your lids turn into two thin lines. “i’m not.” you respond, fists tightening even more with rage.

anakin drums his fingers on the steering wheel, the rhythmic tapping sending a message of impatience as he considers your outburst with a sickening silence. with a quick glance to ensure the road is empty, he slows the car, almost to a crawl. the sudden braking gets you to jerk forward, but thankfully the seatbelt prevents you from hitting your head. it makes you yelp, though, and your eyes squeeze.

"you want it there, right? is that how you ask for something, you snappy brat?” he almost barks at you, noticing how your expression is a mixture of defiance and surprise before snapping his eyes fully back towards the road.

and then, anakin reaches over with a masterful slowness, allowing the back of his knuckles to graze across the swell of your breast through the sweater, then down your stomach, before hovering just millimeters away from your needy, aching pussy. “touch this?” the scent emanating from there is still so strong, the window couldn't air it out.

“y-yeah…” you gulp, following the path of his hand with your trembling eyes, while thinking that your little tantrum did the thing. but the next words he speaks get that smug and aroused expression off of your face just as quickly as it came.

"want me to touch your pathetic cunt? funny. you break the rules, sweet girl, you get nothin'." his voice is firm yet threaded with a dark desire. "you keep being this disobedient...hmmph, i might just have to spank that pretty ass of yours until you remember who's in charge here.” then, just as abruptly, he shifts his hand away, up to the damn shift again.

now, you think twice before humming a lament. last time he slapped your ass, you were barely able to sit.

"but if you’re good—and i mean real good—you’ll get what's coming to you. i’ll fuck your worthless hole until you're screamin', breed you until you can't think...all those dirty things you like."

“i-i’m not being—” but you don’t even manage to finish your phrase as anakin makes a hard turn, taking the rover to a more secluded area—a field just by the street, apparently empty. your nails claw at each side of your seat, trying to keep you steady, and that belt helps you once again.

he told you to be fucking quiet, why you still speaking?

the headlights illuminated the open space as he pulls over, then switches off the engine, and turns in his seat to face you properly. "fucking crybaby." anakin sneered, glaring your startled body up and down. "listen up. you've got one chance to show me how good you can be for daddy. are you gonna take it, or do i have to remind you just how hard i can make that little pussy beg for me?"

#anakin skywalker #hayden christensen #star wars #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin imagine #anakin #anakin skywalker x you #anakin smut #anakin x you #star wars anakin #anakin x y/n #anakin x reader #anakin x fem reader #anakin x oc #anakin skywalker x female reader #fanfic #anakin skywalker smut

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 1 year

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Aizawa Shota x GN!Reader headcanons because I cannot get this man out of my head

NSFW • MDNI

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SFW

Love languages are acts of service and physical contact. He can struggle with his words and translating his emotions into words properly so he’d much rather show you how much he loves you.

Hates the cold so he will always cuddle you to keep warm. If you’re both out when it’s freezing, he’ll stand close to you. Huddled up like a penguin to warm the both of you up. But mostly himself because he’ll turn into a popsicle if he doesn’t lolol

His frozen hand will hold onto your warm one and shove them into his pocket to help warm himself

He’ll act like he doesn’t love you but he really does, you just have to get use to it. He’ll call you an idiot but it really means he loves you.

Very protective, never wants you out of his sight. He’d do literally anything to keep you safe, even if it mean disregarding his own safety.

If you’re a hero as well, he’ll scold you if you made a mistake that almost led to you getting seriously hurt. You’ll think he’s angry at you but in actuality, he was nearly scared to death. He was so worried for you and feared the worst. It came out as an angry scold but it was his way of saying he cared about you.

Emotionally constipated. Took him forever to allow himself to crush on you/realize it. And took him even longer to let himself confess. He honestly probably would have never done it if he hadn’t gotten drunk that night and his filter left him. Letting it slip out how pretty he thought you were and how he can’t stop himself from loving you. Didn’t remember it happening when he sobered up and got so flustered when you told him what happened. Sighs in defeat and asks you out, now sober and red from embarrassment rather than the alcohol.

Squishes your cheeks a lot because he finds it cute. Will kiss your puckered out lips too

Considers naps with you as date as well. Always keeps one arm around you when you both sleep. Often nuzzles his face in your neck, nape or hair. If he had a real bad dream and wakes up with his heart pounding, he won’t say anything. He’ll just hold you even tighter. His uneven breathing will let you know what happened and you’d just hold him just as tightly. Stroking his hair and rubbing his back, whispering that everything is alright.

Is a tad possessive over you. If someone is obviously flirting with you he’s standing behind you staring daggers into this person. And Aizawa’s got a menacing stare so the person is scared off.

He’s only possessive though because now that he’s finally got you, and you make him so happy, he doesn’t ever want to lose you. He never wants to lose anyone ever again. So he’ll do anything to keep you with him forever.

NSFW

Motherfucking tease. Always, always teases you. And always takes his sweet ass time too that it’s torturous. Loves seeing you get impatient and beg for him. Beg all you want, he’s still going to go at his own pace. maybe he’ll quicken his pace a little, your begging really turned him on

But once he’s in you, he obeys your every command. His mind goes blank and you both are just chasing your own highs. Beg for him to go faster and or harder and he’s doing it instantly

Is definitely into the idea of bondage. He won’t use his binding cloth though, he doesn’t want the dirty thing touching his precious lover. He’ll buy nice rope for the both of you. He also isn’t opposed to the idea of himself being tied up either.

Loves eating you out, literally can’t get enough of it. And each time, he eats you out like he’s a starved man. Would actually consider you as his literal dinner please make this man eat actual food

Puts his hair up in a messy ponytail/bun right before going down on you ahskskskahdk literally the hottest thing

Likes to leave a whole bunch of bite marks and hickeys all over you body to make sure people know you belong to him

Not too vocal, Aizawa has more guttural groans and grunts. Deep hums from his chest and throat that literally vibrate through your body. Sucks in air through his teeth a lot too.

This man is a switch, he loves taking charge but also loves it when you do too. It all mostly depends on how much energy and time he’s got.

Also really likes seeing you bounce on his dick. While he lazily lays down and admires you desperately chasing your own high. His hands on your hips and thighs, rubbing firm circles into your flesh. Words of encouragement and praise slipping past his lips.

“There you go, baby. That’s it. Cum all over my dick.”

#aizawa shota x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #mha x reader #mha fanfiction #aizawa headcanons #aizawa fluff #aizawa shota smut #bnha aizawa #bnha x reader

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supanuts · 3 months

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it is day six of losing my mind over the peteway hand-holding, what came before, what came after, and what may or may not come later, and today i am thinking about the importance of touch.

or most importantly, of touch as a gesture.

because there's the touch itself, which as two enigmas with touch-based powers that are probably touch-starved for genuine consensual purposeful touch (thank you @marinacourage, i am never recovering from reading those words strung together in that order) is... already a lot. we can infer from what we've been shown/how deliberately they focus on it every time that both their powers work by touching people with their hands, which i imagine must be incredibly alienating for both of them, albeit for different reasons, but specially so for pete who (unlike way who also has to verbally issue a command) seems to need only to touch someone to invade the privacy of their mind even if he doesn't want to.

so, the act of touch alone is incredibly intimate for both of them.

once everything is out in the open, when they both know the other is an enigma and what his powers are, and way knows that pete has been using his power every time he touches him to read his mind, pete could just stop touching him. which is what he does at first.

but then there's my favourite part: both the intent and the manner of the touch. because pete withdraws, but not because he doesn't need or want to keep touching way; he does it because he was using his power surreptitiously, and now he doesn't need to.

pete reaches towards way again, and not only touches him: he slides his own hand in between way's and touches their palms together. pete is touching way, but he makes sure that way is touching him, too. and just like when he bared his neck earlier, pete is putting himself in way's hands, at way's mercy; he can read way's mind, but way can control him if he wants, either to make him back off or anything else. and way doesn't, nor does he draw back even if he looks at pete in surprise.

because pete is showing way he believes in him. he's telling him as much, saying "don't let obligation or fear make you not dare to decide to do the right thing. you are worth more than daddy says". saying "you always have a choice. you still have the right to choose, way".

but he's also telling him with his touch, with the palms of their hands resting together. "i see you", "you are not alone", "i'm here, and i believe in you", "your past sins will not drive me away. wounded hearts can still be cared for".

and also, because of how pete looks at way and because of how emotionally charged this moment is, i cannot help but think about the metaphor of "and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss" in act 1, scene 5 of shakespeare's romeo and juliet; juliet's evocation of a palmer touching the hand of a saint's statue as an almost holy and transformative experience. a kiss with hands.

#pit babe #pit babe the series #peteway #ending this post with 'k bye' and fading into the shadows #personally i too would have been overwhelmed by emotion and would have turned toward the metaphorical light #just saying #this turned into something of a scene breakdown accidentally #i just wanted to scream about their palms touching #also the palm thing coming from romeo and juliet of all things is not relevant ok don't let that distract you #does this explain why it took me a whole hour to get through this scene on first watch?#because i was bouncing off the walls #also i'm listening to tiffany young's born again and would love to know what in the lee taemin is going on with all this religious imagery #me losing all my hinges: is this anything??

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amazinglyegg · 10 months

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Paladin Danse headcanons because I love this little dude

Doesn't like being talked about behind his back, even if they're saying positive things about him. If he's talking about someone not in the room he's bringing up the things he said in that conversation next time he sees them because he thinks they deserve to hear the praise/critique.

Never really looks at the little things in life. The smell of brewing coffee, the way the sun rises over the trees, the calming ambient chatter of a shared living space... it all goes unnoticed by him. He finds himself thinking about the future constantly, and it takes someone who consciously points it all out to him for him to learn to live in the present more.

LOVES learning, although that passion dies down a bit while he's in the Brotherhood, partially due to grief/trauma and partially due to the Brotherhood indirectly teaching soldiers that outsiders are bad and the Brotherhood is always right. His love gets rekindled when he joins the Minutemen.

Doesn't really believe he has PTSD and pushes away medical help because he sort of feels offended that he was diagnosed despite his skepticism. The type of person to think "I don't have PTSD because I don't have any flashbacks, I just have nightmares and intrusive thoughts and sometimes I feel the same overwhelming emotions I felt when the trauma happened... but none of those are flashbacks!" (spoiler alert, man, not all flashbacks look like they do in movies).

Touch starved but not in the "cute clingy boyfriend" way. More like the "cringing away from touch because it's physically painful" way. He hasn't gotten any sort of physical contact in SO LONG and it's seriously fucking with him.

I was going to make a separate post about this but this man would fucking LOVE laser tag. He would be IN HIS ELEMENT. He would be THRIVING. Let this guy play a game of laser tag with some other soldiers please it would be great enrichment for him.

Strangely passionate about socks. Yes, socks. Do you have any idea how GOOD high quality socks feel?? If you complain about any sort of foot pain he has sock brand recommendations for you. He's the sock equivalent of "It's 'cause you're always on that damn phone" that parents use. "Danse my head hurts" "It's because you didn't get the socks I recommended to you" "????"

Will drink as a social activity, but mostly drinks alone. Also a sad drunk.

Would love any and all fidget toys he gets his hands on. Probably refuses to use them because most of them are colorful and "toys", but if you manage to sneak a fidget cube or a tangle in his hands while he's sitting around? That bitch will be used non-stop until he leaves it somewhere and forgets about it. Will probably adjust whatever action he's doing so he can keep one hand free to keep fidgeting.

Doesn't like anything that sticks to his hands or makes a mess on surfaces, like slime, putty, paint, mud, etc. If you hand him slime he will touch it once and then leave to go wash his hands.

Sleeps hot, probably without a blanket often because he overheats. Tosses and turns a lot. Does that thing where he can sleep through basically anything but the second you try to tiptoe past him he will shoot awake.

Keeps Cutler's and Krieg's dog tags in his bedside drawer. Doesn't do so with anyone else's, not because he doesn't care about any of his other teammates who died, but because he knows if he let himself keep doing that the drawer would get filled way too quickly. That realization was at about the same time he "toughened up" a lot more and fell into the commanding officer mindset he's still in today.

Doesn't like needles. He'll get shots and whatever if he needs to, obviously, but unlike most other undesirable things he'll actually complain about it a bit instead of acting like the tough guy. Probably looks away whenever he needs to get stitches.

Eats a ton of food, not so much water. Will absolutely demolish several servings of pasta and then complain of a dehydration headache, completely unaware that the last time he drank water was 7 hours ago.

Likes training new recruits, makes him a bit nostalgic for the old days with him and Cutler. Tends to be a bit soft with the ones that really remind him of Cutler, but in the type of way where he pulls them aside just to say "You did really well today :)" completely oblivious that the poor initiate assumed they were going to get reprimanded and are now having a mini panic attack.

#DANSE MY SCRUNKLY #i have So Many Thoughts on him #fallout 4 #paladin danse #headcanons #fallout 4 companions

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luimagines · 1 year

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How do you think the chain would react to finding out the reader is very touch starved and they refuse to initiate any kind of contact unless necessary?

Masterlist

Sure can do! It'll be in headcanon form. I hope you don't mind.

Content under the cut!

Warrior

Warrior is going to probably be the one to mention to the others that they need to ask and respect it if they get rejected

Warrior is also tempted to put hand son shoulders and ruffle hair but he’s a lot better at repressing it than some of the other boys

It’s not something he’s going to question if he learns it

Reader just gets treated like a soldier from then on

Sure Warrior will still be calm and collected and not at all use his commander voice

But he’s going to keep his hands to himself

Perfectly cordial as he smothers down any brotherly instincts

Again- he’s not cold even if it’s easy to get that impression with how much he’s been keeping his distance

But he’s still 100% willing to throw hands with anyone who makes them upset

Or throw hands with anyone who tries to get into their personal space without their permission

Is he projecting his personal guard training?

Maybe?

Warrior is always going to ask first when he needs to touch them

Or maybe just tell them where he’s noticed something so they can handle it on their own

In reality he doesn’t know what to do r how to handle the situation but he’s going to try his best

Twilight

I think Twilight would be very torn about it

He’s not as big on touch as some of the other guys but he’s first instinct when he’s comforting a person it to touch them

It’s instinctual to him so he’s not always aware of it

At the same time he wants to have them feel comfortable around them

He’s not fully aware of what being touched starved is

As a concept he can understand it, but he’s grown up in a very warm and loving place where hugs and hand holding were common place

Even if it was just a pat on the back of a hand on the shoulder

So naturally Twilight copies that in his day to day interactions with the people he cares about

He may need to be reminded on more than one occasion if Reader wants him to back off

He’ll do his best to not take it to heart

But it’ll hurt him on the inside to think that anyone would not be deprived of it for so long but then also deny it until circumstances say otherwise

It’s not something he can fully comprehend

But he’s willing to work with Reader in that case

He’s aware that it’s not something someone would just talk about and everyone has different paths that they’ve taken in life

He’d struggle in the beginning and slowly work his way toward a middle ground for the two of them

But it’s going to make some work on Reader’s part as well

Legend

Legend is probably going to be the last person learns this

He’s also touch starved but he’s not going to go out of his way to touch people

He probably doesn’t realize it until it was one of those ride or die moments

That being said, I think he would notice that they would shy away from touch no matter who it came from

Which is no biggie

It doesn’t faze him- just “alright, cool, no touchy, got it”

And then he just never asks questions

So he doesn’t know why for a really long time

Legend isn’t going to judge or bat an eye about it and even then when he learns about it eventually he’ll shrug it off

“Alright dude, good to know, let me know if I cross any lines”

End of discussion

He will, however, also be their greatest defender

Somebody standing too close? He pushes them away

Somebody reaches out? He blocks them

If anyone so much as looks like they’re going to try something Legend is going to put himself in the middle of it

I can guarantee it

Time

Another one in the don’t touch me club

Don’t get me wrong he’s still ok with physical touch

But he’s very selective in who gets to touch him and who he can touch on a casual basis

Family is typical- and he’s adopted all the boys so that’s fine

Strangers? Nope

Friends? Hard maybe. It would depend on the situation

Granted, he’s doesn’t really let people know that he doesn’t want to be touched

He’s so done with everything and anything life can throw at him that he’s going to take it in stride and ignore it the best that he can

When he notices Reader is in a similar boat to him he’s going to single them out when they’re alone

It’s nothing bad, don’t worry

But he’s going to ask what’s up just so he has a better idea of what’s going on

No one likes to hear from someone who’s got the wrong idea

He’ll be tactful with it and try to gauge information without going into anything too personal

Then he’ll gives tips and some pointer to let others know to keep their distance without making a scene or hurting their feelings

Basically it’s a “Welcome to the club. Here’s your badge and here’s how to let people know you have with without showing it to them.”

That kind of fatherly pep talk moment

Effectiveness depends on Reader on at point

Wild

The worst of them hands down

His hands are on every one so much and he doesn’t even know it

He is the dude to koala people in his sleep

Wild is very clingy by nature and there’s very little that can stop him once the ball is rolling

That being said- he will stop cold turkey once mentioned

But he’s going to be curious

Did he do something wrong?

Was it something he said?

Was he in trouble?

Oh, it’s nothing personal? Then rock on my guy. That’s fair. My bad.

Hands to himself now

Mostly

He’s trying really hard to be cool with it and not make Reader uncomfortable

But I’m going to lie and say that he’s on top of it 100% of the time and that he nails every interaction

As much as he would like that to be the case- it isn’t

Please be patient with him. He wants to learn to be better

Four

Alright. Cool with him

Won’t engage in contact

Will keep a wide berth to pop the personal space bubble

Does not question it

He’d probably think about it though- even if he smothers those thought down

It’s none of his business anyway

Besides he’s not shy of cutting people off from getting into stuff they don’t need to know- how can he just assume it doesn’t apply to him?

New flash- it does and he lives by it

A huge advocate of taking accountability for your own actions

So if he sees someone not being called out for bad behavior or unwanted advances, then he’ll gladly do it instead

Some boys are quiet protectors and will watch from behind Reader to see how they handle the situation

Four is not

It’s admittedly his greatest strength and his biggest weakness

He’s quick to jump to conclusions unfortunately so Reader might (read: will) talk to him about it

He means well on all sides

But it’s not something he’s accustomed to handle on his own

It either goes well or badly- there is no in between

Hyrule

HO BOY DOES HE STRUGGLE

One of his main love languages is physical touch and it doesn’t take long for anyone to figure that out

His hands are on someone almost at all times and is going to extend to Reader more often than not

He’s not the worst of the group but he’s right on his heels

Because it’s so natural to him he might not notice a flinch or pulling away

It honestly depends non what has his attention and how violent it might have been

That being said- he seems the kind of guy to ask to work with it

Work towards desensitizing so that there won’t be a problem in the future

Because he would like to hug them or just have a hand on Reader’s shoulder without being rejected time and time again

At this point it’s going to be up to Reader to decide where they go with it

They can meet Hyrule halfway and so on and so forth

Or they can keep refusing him in the end (But this option is the Break Hyrule’s Heart Option- so do with that what you will)

If Reader is adamant to keep Hyrule at an arm’s length then he’ll have to accept it but he might also pull away emotionally as well

It’s harder to connect to a person you’re forcing yourself to stay away from

If Reader agrees with slowly being ok with touch, Hyrule is going to have to work on dialing it way back

He’s willing to do that, but that’s still a decent amount of work on his part

Sky

Another guy who’s very casual with touching so he may need to be reminded more than once

However he’s very perceptive in this regard

One flinch or a subtle pull away and he pulls back like nothing ever happened

It’ll so natural no one would think that he saw anything

He won’t ask questions, he won’t pry, he won’t even think too much about it

He just takes a mental note of it and moves on with his day

He’ll find other way to show that he cares about Reader that doesn’t include touching

If there’s a moment where he’s going to touch Reader, he’d want to announce it to them first and give them ample tie to react the way they want to

Instead of letting initial reactions put anyone off

It’s in the air if Reader notices that Sky has put two and two together

A lot of people think that Sky is a bit oblivious that’s not true and it couldn’t be farther from the truth

His mind can be like a steel trap if he focuses and considers it serious enough

His personality throws people off sometimes because of it

Sky is going to watch how Reader interacts with the other guys and with people outside of their group

He puts together that it’s nothing personal very quickly because of this

That being said, he’s may not be as forward in blocking unwanted attention like some of the other boys, but he’s on the look out regardless

Wind

Has no idea what that means

Will ask all sorts of questions

Handles it very maturely

Better than half the group if I have to be honest

It’s almost like actually talking to someone and having decent communication can lead to better results in the long run

Always asking if something is ok to do

Will ask if Reader is ok with being around a lot of people and will warn them if need be

You know, like going into cramped market places and such- where bumping shoulders is almost unavoidable

He offers to act as a buffer if Reader would want him to be or to even stay behind if Reader would rather avoid it entirely

It doesn’t always work out that way but Wind knows lots of ways to distract people from the worst of it

If anything he’s great at being live bait- even if it’s for the things unseen

Has the tendency to be a bit too excited though- he can’t help it being a 13-year- old boy

So if he grabs Reader without warning or taps them without thinking about it, Reader might have to reel him back again

He’ll apologize but he’s definitely better than a few boys in the group

Won’t bother is looking out Reader otherwise though

Jury’s out if it’s just because he thinks that Reader can handle themself or if it’s because it’s just on entirely on his radar yet

But both is a probability as well

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #did i understand the assignment?#maybe?#admittedly I don't much #and I didn't ask #so my apologies if this is entirely the *wrong* way to go about it #but frankly- I don't want to post these guys being 100% all the time

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staycalmandhugaclone · 4 months

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Identity Pt 6 (Extra Scene)

Part (6) of Identity, the next arc of Doc's Misadventures! If you're new, start at the beginning with Touch Starved!

There are two people in particular to blame for this chapter. You know who are are, and I love you for it.

Warnings: Big emotions in this - rage, guilt, blame, and the like. There do be a bit of fighting, but it's not gory. Brief description of water torture. Profanity

WC: 2,032

No one moved, breath nearly trapped in their chests as they watched the pair steadily make their way out of the hanger. Crosshair noted the stiffness in her movements, the slight hitch in her step, and his teeth ground at the certainty that her shoulder was only a small part of what she’d suffered.

“What the kriff did you do?!” He snarled at the group of regs still staring toward the now empty hallway. He’d half-expected Hunter or Echo to growl some half-hearted warning for him to back down, but they seemed just as eager for answers as he was, and the unspoken permission that granted him, the justification in loosing his rage on the remaining members of the 104th left him near shaking, face twisted with the full display of his fury.

“We followed our orders; just like she did… Things just… got complicated.” The one with the double oval on his forehead replied, and the dejection in his voice only worsened Crosshair’s anger.

“The hell does that mean?” His voice ground between gritted teeth, body innately taking a half-step forward.

“It means there were unforeseen circumstances that caused problems, and that you lot aren’t cleared to know anything more.” The clone bearing a wolf-head emblem said, not shying from the very real threat in the sniper’s posture as he tread forward to place himself pointedly between his men and the enraged squad before him.

“I don’t give a Sith’s tit about your mission. The kriff happened to her, and why didn’t any of you stop it?!” He spat, shoulders pulling back as he towered over the Sergent.

“No time.” Another reg replied gruffly from behind the telltale helm of a pilot. “When everythin’ went down, we were all too far away to do anything, an’ they had her whisked off to the other side of planet before we could reach her.”

“She was alone?!” Echo nearly shouted from behind him. Crosshair didn’t question Hunter’s silence thus far, assured that his brother was listening, calculating; that he could smell the cocktail of adrenaline filling each of them and was comparing their heart rates, their body language, the tension in their every taut muscle to figure out just how far they could be pushed before snapping, how much information they might glean from tongues loosened by shame and guilt.

“There wasn’t supposed to be any combat where she was.” The last one sighed, his head dropping toward his chest.

“Can’t help but notice not one of you has a damn scratch, so how’d she end up like that in a non-combat zone with you lot still looking like damn shinies?!” Cross shot back, disdain dripping from every word.

“That’s enough!” The pilot barked, moving stiffly forward to stand beside his brother. “Think you’re something special? That you’re all high and mighty just ‘cause you’ve got some damn crush? Well, how ‘bout we compare how many times she’s been hurt working with you than with us?!”

He nearly ignored the subtle shift of Hunter’s hand signaling him to back off, but caught himself mere heartbeats before throwing himself forward, fists clenched hard enough to shake.

“If you’re referring to combat ops, given the general nature of your missions, which tend toward community outreach and long-distance support, in addition to the fact that her most grievous injuries were caused directly by your commander’s intentional actions, statistically speaking, that comparison wouldn’t do much to support your argument.” The subtle note of annoyance in Tech’s retort was just enough to draw a huff of something too dark to be likened to laughter from Crosshair.

“Still haven’t given a reason why she was alone.” Wrecker’s voice was quiet, and that alone left Crosshair leaning slightly to the side lest he find himself between them should the massive clone decide he was done listening. “She’s a medic – can’t really do that if she’s not with you.”

“She wasn’t there as a medic.” The first reg explained wearily.

“Then why was she there? Why pull her from our unit at all?” Hunter asked, carefully masking his own anger with a feigned gentleness.

“Comet.” The Sergent called, helm shifting to stare pointedly at his brother. The silence that followed that warning only sought to fuel Crosshair’s ire while worsening the 104th’s collective remorse.

“We needed someone who could blend in with the Separatists.”

“Boost!”

The man who’d spoken drew a sharp breath at the reprimand in his brother’s tone, head snapping up to stare him down as he wrenched his helmet free.

“No! Dammit, Sinker, they should know what happened! You think needing to keep it a secret is going to do her any good?! Hell, that one’s clearly read plenty of our old mission briefs already!” Boost roared, hand snapping toward Tech. “Why the hell wouldn’t he read this one? The only difference between us telling them now and him reading about it later is how much time they’ll have to get their shebs ready to help her when she’s back.”

Despite his lingering urge to lash out, Crosshair found himself both quieted and unnerved anew at the man’s words, torn between wanting to berate them for their carelessness and appreciating Boost’s argument.

“I know…” Sinker replied, voice nearly breaking beneath the weight of remorse threatening to overwhelm him, “but that’s not our call to make.” Comet and the other one, the pilot, had both turned their attention from Crosshair and their brothers, as though waiting to see who’d cede first that they might be granted permission to speak freely.

“Then you go right ahead and report me, Sergent.” Boost spat.

“Our contact chose the location.” Sinker’s shoulders fell at Comet’s quiet whisper, but he offered no further dispute. “It was a gathering for high-ranking Separatists. The plan was her to get in, get a datachip, and monitor security while we broke into the gala’s database to get more info… get a little something extra for the effort. Apparently, our contact had ulterior motives, too. He planted a bomb. She got caught in the blast, and then she was blamed for it.”

Air hissed through Crosshair’s teeth; dread twisted through his chest at the knowledge of what a Separatist interrogation entailed.

“We got to her as quick as we could.” The pilot continued, arms crossing over his chest at the guilt clearly sown through his own words. “Beat up some guards, tracked all the outbound ships… finally had to hunt down the damn contact himself to figure out where they took her.” He didn’t need to look back to know his brothers stood as stiff as he did, waiting for that final blow of what exactly had happened.

“They had her for about eight hours.” Resigned, Sinker finally turned back to face him, movements weary as he also reached up to remove his helmet, and Cross couldn’t help but be slightly surprised to find that the man shared his silver hair color, a fact that instantly annoyed him further, but he held his tongue as he waited for the reg to continue. “We know she was unconscious most of that time, but when she woke up…”

“Enough with all the kriffin’ stalling. Just tell us wha’ happened.” Wrecker growled impatiently.

“She was drowned.” Comet stated bluntly, and Crosshair’s blood went cold. “They drowned her, brought her back, and waterboarded her trying to find out who was behind the explosion.”

He could feel his heart racing, felt his breath quicken, every thought screaming at him to fight, to forgo all fear of reprimand or consequence for the relief of even a moment’s outburst, because that was something he knew. He knew how to deal with the pain of raw knuckles and split lips. He knew the taste of disappointment his brothers would harbor in the aftermath of his rashness. He knew the sting of defeat and the empty pride of victory, and, in that moment, held no preference for either. He merely needed the distraction; that familiarity, because the ache in his chest, the way it threatened to cripple him and rend him into a frenzy too overcome with grief and guilt to think straight was something he didn’t know how to deal with, and that terrified him.

“I assume she’s been given appropriate treatment to prevent lung infections?” The emptiness in Tech’s voice robbed Crosshair of that lingering rage to which he’d been clinging, leaving him cold and void of the will to drag himself back to the forefront of a confrontation that no longer promised anything of the respite he’d longed for.

“Yeah.” Boost answered quietly. “She also has a burn on her calf… wrists and ankles got torn up from fighting the restraints… pretty sure that’s how she dislocated her shoulder, too. We got it all cleaned and bandaged, but… just keep an eye on it.” There. That last comment was all it took to rekindle his anger, and he grasped it like the fleeting lifeline it was.

“Think it’s pretty clear we don’t need your advice on how to keep her safe.” He drawled, head tilting just enough to portray the depth of his contempt.

“That’s it.” The pilot growled, throwing himself forward without further thought or warning. In that split second before they collided, Crosshair felt the very edge of his lips twitch up into a broken smile born of relief and ruined by a guilt he’d deal with later.

In an instant, everyone was shouting, and he thrived in that moment of chaos as the man’s fist crashed into his jaw. Already, several hands were grabbing for him, straining to wrench him back, but not before he landed his own strike, knee plowing into his stomach with enough force to wrench the air from his lungs despite the plates of heavy armor. Crosshair just managed a final punch to his assailant’s head before Wrecker forced himself between them, iron grip locked around the reg’s shoulder in a threat even the haughty pilot couldn’t feign ignorance to.

In the brief fray, he’d failed to notice the split second of distraction tear Hunter’s attention away from them, but he instantly froze as his brother hauled him near enough to whisper harshly into his ear.

“Cody commed me. It’s Doc.” Already, Hunter was pulling away from him, torn between ending the fight and answering the summons. “Don’t make things worse.” He added with a snarl forced into barely audible growl. Expression faltering into horrified dread, Cross merely nodded. Hunter didn’t hesitate before turning and dashing from the hanger, and then all Crosshair could hear was the heaviness of his own breathing, the way his heart pounded in chest beneath that rush of emotions resurging mercilessly in the wake of his vain attempt to escape them.

He glanced back to find his brothers studying him carefully, confusion clear in their eyes as they waited for some explanation, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak, not when the other squad stood watching him with that same attentiveness. Without a word, he merely nodded toward the hallway leading to their temporary bunkroom, sparing not so much as a glare back to the men he still sought to blame for all of this; for calling her away, for letting her get hurt, for reminding him just how easily he might lose her because of this Force-forsaken war.

He didn’t listen to the hushed voices of the 104th as he began walking away; barely let himself note the sets of footsteps voicing his own squad belatedly falling in line behind him. He couldn’t think beyond the fruitless need to know why Cody had called Hunter, what had happened in the debrief; mind demanding he find some means to force his way into that kriffing office in his brother’s stead, and his rage grew at the knowledge that there wasn’t a damn thing he could do but wait. All his training as a sniper, years of drilling the importance of patience into him, of forming that patience into a weapon honed to perfection; it was all useless against this, and he couldn’t keep himself from slamming his fist into the wall in a final fit of frustration as they neared the still foreign barracks.

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xyouami · 1 year

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Scaramouche Nfsw headcannons lol •

♡ Scaramouche nfsw headcannons bc why not + SMUT STORY 😍😍‼️

Dom/ Scaramouche and Sub fem! reader

– Warnings • None really, I don't think so /mentions of throat fucking

▪︎ DNI IF YOUR 16 AND UNDER! (Or not I don't really care what you do I can't stop you)

~ Bro, he's one to be right at it he wastes no time

~ he like to tease you and whisper gently in your ear while he's at it. "You're doing so good for me."

~ sometimes when he's close, he likes to stop and it makes you beg for more which makes him even more harder. And once he enters again he's even faster and when you come he doesn't stop <33

~ he sometimes puts two fingers in your mouth just bc he has a kink

~ he likes to praise you and once you've reached your climax, he always begs for a second round, but he always lies through his ways so he does multiple in one standing.

~ sometimes his cock is just too good for you so you pass out during a session or two <3

~ sometimes when he's hard in public, he likes to caress your thigh and once your home he takes it all out on you

~ he likes to praise you a lot like call you a good girl or boy or whatever gender you are and he likes to pull your hair a few times and if it hurts he'll stop because he doesn't wanna hurt you <33 (how sweet)

~ sometimes he makes commands and if you don't follow them, he'll go faster and faster until you do it 😨

~ when having sex, he likes to touch and squeeze your boobs because he just likes it.

~ when watching movies at home or watching smth etc he likes to make you sit on his lap so he can caress your boobs.. sometimes he goes to far and ends up fucking you anyway

~ sometimes when you pass out while having sex he likes to go kiss you in order for you to wake up, if not he throat fucks you

~ he likes it when you ride him because he gets an advantage of your sweet spots <3

~ when riding him, he likes to hold your waists and sometimes forcefully pushs you onto him which makes you scream his name even louder!

~ he likes to see you so miserable <3 so when having sex he likes to go rougher

~ he LOVES to hear your sweet sounds and when he does he just gets harder and harder! That's how much he just loves you, but he doesn't say it until end of sex.

~ sometimes he just isn't satisfied, so he does it over and over again until he is fully satisfied. (Within 4 or 6 rounds he'll be satisfied.)

Now lemme show a little smut with all of these headcannons bc I just love writing /hj

you were making dinner for your roommate, Scaramouche because he can't cook for shit. No, he can cook he's just too lazy too.

Today Scaramouche felt very very touched starved.

"Nhh.." Scaramouche groaned as he approached you.

"What's wrong?"

He wrapped his arms around you as you didn't expect that, you guys weren't dating. (Soon 😜)

He lied his head on your shoulder.

"Uh, what's wrong..?" You asked questionable.

You looked at him and when he opened his eyes they looked hazy and lustful.

"Feelin tired today?" You asked.

"I want you." Scaramouche said.

"Huh?"

Scaramouche snuck his hand into your shorts and played with your clit. You flinched at that knowing you've never done it before.

Scara bit your neck and licked it as you were his territory.

"Nh!" You covered your mouth and he became rougher.

"N-nows not the time, Sc-Scara." You said trembling.

Scara picked you right up and he went to his bedroom were you flopped right on top. "Scaramouche.." you said.

He took off your shirt quickly and put his face between your boobs.

"You smell nice." Scaramouche muttered under his breath.

"U-uh.."

You felt Scaramouche take off your shorts and underwear as he fingered you.

Breathy moans came out of you as your covered your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Already? You're so sensitive." Airy chuckles came from Scaramouche.

The dark room only being lit up by the sunset made the room feel sweaty and hot.

"Sc-Scara we can continue this later I ha—" you felt something thick enter your body as you look down to see yours and Scaramouches connection.

Sweet sounds came from you as Scaramouche went harder.

"You're doing so good for me." Scaramouche caressed your cheek he said panting.

Scaramouche squeezed your boob as he held both of your hands on top of the head board.

"I-I can't, p-lease.."

Scaramouche lied kisses on your body and hickeys everywhere.

"You're mine now." Scaramouche said deeply.

He thrusted faster into you and you felt your mind go crazy, it felt so good yet it hurt.

"Scream for me, ____." He squeezed your boob harder.

"Ngh, I ca-n't..." He thrusted even faster.

"Scar–" he released your hands as he grabbed your waist and slammed you onto his body. And there you were, all miserable and almost crying and screaming his name.

"That's a good girl." His held your cheek and inserted his thumb in there as he circled your clit.

You moaned louder and louder with every thrust he impaled in you.

"You, n'.."

His big cock was just too much for you as you felt like passing out.

Then he stopped.

"Eh... why did—" as soon as he said that he thrusted into you faster and faster.

With that hard thrust, you screamed his name as he grabbed your waists while you were holding on the bed sheets for dear life.

"Be a good girl for me and moan for me." He chuckled.

"Y-yEs!" You said weakly.

He had so much stamina, that you were about to come.

"S-so cLose!" You screamed while chopping your sentences apart.

"You're such a little slut for me." Scaramouche chuckled.

You came but Scaramouche didn't stop.

And there you were, begging him to stop but kept on going.

"I'm not satisfied yet."

"Wha?!—" You screamed his name louder and louder with every thrust trying to make him stop.

You were a mess as Scaramouche ignored your calls.

"Hmm." Scaramouche hummed.

Scaramouche stopped and he quickly changed positions, and there you were on top on him as he forcefully pulled your body up and down on him.

You flinched even harder at one thrust.

"Feel good at that spot?"

"Huh?"

He moved a bit and kept on going as he hit that good spot everytime.

You were a spilling mess moaning and moaning for him as he felt even harder. He was destroying you and you felt amazing. Your head was going crazy at every thrust you felt so tired.

"You're such a good girl."

"Sh-shuf up." As you trembled on your words.

Airy chuckles came from Scaramouche.

"I'm close."

Scaramouche came into you, but he didn't stop now.

"What!?—"

"Ca-canf..i canf feel my leghs.." Your body felt numb as you mumbled your words over. Your legs were twitching unbelievably fast.

Scaramouche on the other hand was helping you get cleaned up.

"Next time we should do it again."

"Whaf?"

He put on your shorts and he cuddled you in bed.

"Just know I love you, ____." Scaramouche said in your ear gently.

"You broke mhy legfs." You closed your eyes as you fell fast asleep.

A tired airy chuckle came from Scaramouche as he fell asleep with you <3

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Anyways I'm tired asf too and SPONSOR PLS READ MY HEIZOU SMUT STUFF ON WATTPAD /j

I hope u enjoyed ❤️❤️❤️ [or not then y r u even here at the end]

#scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #Scaramouche smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin headcannons #genshin scaramouche #scara smut #scara brainrot #scaramouche headcanons #wanderer #wanderer genshin

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moodywyrm · 11 months

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Do you have hc for farmhand! Sevika that are nsfw… cause I’m a whore

only writing this because I feel so unbearably needy and sub and touch-starved I'm crying. we got the full length yoga pants, hoodie, blankets 1 and 2, and all four stuffies on deck. chubby reader as usual. @pinknightsinmymind I have another contribution baby <3

she's absolutely a pleasure/service dom, most of the time. I imagine she does like to be the sub (emi has convinced of Sub Sevika), but that takes a lot of working up to. remember, she comes to the farm pretty closed off after a terrible stint in the city. at the beginning of y'all's sexual relationship, which is her first relationship where she's really, truly cared about her partner, she just needs to be able to take care of you.

fucking insatiable when it comes to giving head. I'm talking making out with your cunt, absolutely fucking soaked and sloppy, there is slick in her hair at this point. the first time she went down on you she came untouched in her boxers. honestly didn't even know she could do that, but finally getting to taste you and have you completely at her mercy after a fucking Year of pining? yeah she didn't stand a fucking chance.

after that, takes literally any opportunity to eat you out. doesn't care if your sweaty from fieldwork, it drives her fucking crazy. also doesn't care if you're hairy, baby loves hairy pussy. I said it and I stand by it. first time she sees your pussy, she goes a little bit insane because god you've been hiding this from her? y'all wanted each other for so long and she could've been shoving her face in between your thighs for how long? she's gotta make up for lost time.

doesn't let up until you've cum at least – at the absolute minimum – three times. anything less is a damn shame. needs to have you shaking and fucked out before she even considers letting you go. same thing applies to any other sexual act.

speaking of other sexual acts. her strap. holy shit her fucking strap.

dark purple. 7 inches. girth as all hell. veiny. can be a breeding strap. attached to an expensive leather harness that Sevika takes such good care of. even got special leather cleaner for it. also must add. she didn't have this one before she got with you. specifically picked this one out with you on one of your semi-regular trips to the city, alongside a few other toys. this one's her favorite though <3 next to the black strap that also has a side that goes in her <3

when it comes to fucking you with her strap, she always has to prep you. extensively. im talking at least an hour with her mouth and fingers, getting you all ready and worked up to take her. does she know you could probably take it sooner than that? yes. does she love the ritual of getting you so unbearably worked up that you cry and scramble to hold onto her when she finally pushes in? abso-fucking-lutely.

loves literally any position to fuck you in, but has a soft spot for missionary and having you ride her. for different but similar reasons.

missionary because she loves how you look beneath her, dependent on her, how she knows she can take care of you in this position. plus being able to watch your tummy squish when she manhandles you into similar positions like a mating press is just so fucking good for her.

riding her, whether she be laying down or sitting up, because she adores seeing you use her for your pleasure. it took a second for you to feel entirely comfortable being more commanding during sex, so whenever you want to ride her, she's so incredibly proud and horny. there's just something about having you astride her, taking your pleasure with no shame, no reservations. it's fucking beautiful, and she thinks you look like a goddess every single time.

loves scissoring with you, btw. always with her on top bc that requires some strength and why does she have it if she ain't gonna use it to make her pretty girl feel good. honestly didn't really consider scissoring when she was in the city, contrary to popular belief. mainly relied on oral and strap. meeting you was a fucking Revelation.

I mean it. she almost came the Second she pressed her pussy against your sloppy, warm, wet cunt, clit still throbbing from your orgasm. she doesn't know if any sensation will ever compare. fucking loves feeling you cum right against her, leaking all over her.

as hot and dirty sex can be between you two, it's also incredibly fucking intimate. this goes back to you being the first partner Sevika ever really got with that she truly, 100% was in love with, down to her fucking bone marrow. she needs to let you know that she loves you more than anything, and sex helps her do that. there's so much hand-holding, eye contact, hushed 'I love you's, kisses pressed against necks, etc. etc. everything she does, she does for you, and she needs you to know that. will even light candles for you, fucking you And making love to you in a pink-tinted room. nothing but the best for the love of her life.

that being said. baby fucking loves to take you around the farm. doesn't care how exposed it is. behind the greenhouse? check. behind the farmhouse? check. on the porch of the farmhouse? triple check. on the grassy patch above the pond? quadruple check. she does not care where it is, she just need her woman at all times, however you'll let her have you.

sometime she'll intentionally show off while she's working the farm, knowing just how needy it gets you. can't even begin to count how many times you bringing her lemonade on a hot day turned into you on your knees, dressed rucked up enough to stuff a hand down your panties as you ate her out, her big strong hands gently holding you against her cunt.

also loves your pretty lil dresses, you only started wearing them more when y'all got married and Sevika insisted on taking over the bulk of the farm work. Lets you play the pretty lil housewife, even though you still insist on helping around the farm. Anyway the dresses: yeah she fuckign adores them. loves it when you wear the off the shoulder ones with no bra, bc then she can just yank and expose your gorgeous tits, ready and waiting for her mouth.

also just. housewife kink. I will not elaborate at this time but im 100% certain of it.

farmer sevika smut! I will warn y'all now and by warn I mean but my foot down: this au is gonna have a lot of fluff. there will be smut, sure, but im a fluff girl to my core. this is basically my stardew valley fantasy. I hope y'all will love the fluff just as much as the smut.

#anon #arcane sevika #sevika x reader #sevika smut #sevika x reader smut #farm au! sevika

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actuallysaiyan · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 19: Orgasm Denial(My Girl)

warnings/kinks: smut, cunnilingus, slight bondage, use of jutsu to do said bondage, kissing, mentions of smoking and drinking. pairings: Shikamaru Nara x Fem!Reader word count: 1k tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower

It was just something you two liked to do. After the war, the two of you grew even closer together. You used to smoke with him to get over the trauma of all the shit that happened to the two of you. You’d often go to his place to spend the night. Neither of you could fall asleep without having nightmares, so you’d spend the night drinking, smoking and fucking. It just became a little ritual. After a while, you were pretty much just living there with him.

Tonight, you are feeling particularly frisky. You can’t wait to just spend the evening with Shikamaru. He really was becoming someone special for you, and tonight you wanted to do something fun together. You know he’s been stressed about his job lately, so you want to treat him to something special. When he comes home, you’re already sitting on the bed wearing only his flak jacket.

“Oh, is this the little game you want to play?” Shikamaru asks, sitting on the bed next to you. His hands come up to cup your breasts.

“I wanted you to come home to something sexy,”

He smirks at you. You’re so adorable, trying so hard to impress him. Little do you know that you completely own this man, body and soul. He’d do absolutely anything for you. He always wants to spoil his little princess. But it turns him on completely that you want to spoil him right now. So he settles against the pillows and grabs his pack of cigarettes. He lights one up and then turns to you.

“Undress me,” he commands. Your panties grow wetter at the words that came out of his mouth, so firm and strict.

You do as he says, “Of course, daddy.”

The smirk on his face grows. Shikamaru has trained you so well, and you always know how to get into your role so easily. You get into your subspace so quickly. It’s so cute how badly you want to impress him. It just makes him even harder. But tonight, he wants to hear you beg for it. He wants you to squirm and wiggle around as he edges you.

Your hands are quick to undress him completely. Your eyes widen at his beautiful body. You know he takes extra care of himself, even though he can be quite lazy a lot of the time. You reach out to touch him, but he playfully slaps your hand away.

“Not yet, baby. First, I need to do something,”

Shikamaru guides you to lay on your back, and you do as he wants. Then he spreads your legs. Before you know it, he is performing his shadow jutsu, and it’s holding you apart just how he needs you to be. His cock is harder than it has been in so long, and it’s just leaking all over his fist as he lazily strokes himself.

“You’re a good girl, right?”

You nod your head eagerly, “yes! Yes I am!”

He spanks your thigh playfully, and you wiggle for more stimulation. “Baby, don’t lie to daddy.”

You swallow hard and your brain is working a mile a minute to try and think back on anything you did in the last little bit that could be misconstrued as misbehaving in Shikamaru’s opinion. You can only think of one thing, and it’s when you decided to go out drinking with the girls the other night. When you dressed in that cute little dress, and Shika found out and it made him so mad.

“I think you like to be a brat,” Shikamaru says in a smug tone. “I better teach you a lesson,”

You feel the shadow jutsu working to pull your legs apart even more. You whine as you feel him come closer and his breath hits your twitching pussy. Shikamaru chuckles darkly at your demeanor right now. It’s honestly so sexy to watch you squirm to get just a little more stimulation. He knows he’s going to have so much fun with this.

His tongue slides between your folds, and you whine as he begins lapping at you like a wild man, starved for his final meal. You want to reach down and tug on his hair, but the shadow jutsu is too quick for you and he’s holding your wrists down to the mattress. You whine at the sudden feeling of being completely bound to the bed, but it certainly heightens your experience. You feel your little hole dribbling more slick than before.

“Fuck,” Shikamaru moans. “You’re such a needy girl.”

You mewl softly, “Please, Shika. Please please,”

This turns him on like nothing else. The way you sound when you whine and beg and plead. He could have you panting in no time. Just a pathetic little thing, so desperate to cum. He loves the thought of that. He wants you to be at his complete mercy. You’re almost there now, you just need to be teased a little more.

Shikamaru moans as he lets one of his fingers slip into you. You’re tight, wet and warm and he would enjoy fucking you if he was going to abandon this little activity. But he’s determined now to make you beg to get fucked. Then he leans in once again, and his lips wrap around your little swollen nub. You let out the sweetest whine as he sucks on your clit. Your eyes roll back in your head as he begins curling his fingers on your sweet spot.

“Shika,” you try to warn him. But you worry you won’t be able to get the words out in time.

“I know, baby. I know.”

You feel the first few waves, but it’s quickly dissipating as soon as Shikamaru pulls away completely from you. You whine and try to rub your thighs together, but you can’t due to the shadow jutsu still holding your legs apart. Your clit throbs a few times, but your orgasm dies down completely. You’re so frustrated right now. You wanted to cum so fucking badly.

“If you apologize for the other night,” Shika says as he leans in to kiss your clit. “I might just let you cum.”

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geeky-politics-46 · 2 years

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Jealous Bucky Headcanon

Kinktober 2022 - Day 5: Jealous Sex with Bucky Barnes

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Summary: I decided to do this one as a headcanon because you know jealous sex with Bucky is a fairly regular occurrence

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - swearing, oral sex, pet names, dirty talk, biting/marking, rough sex, spanking, needy Bucky is a warning by itself

Bucky hates seeing other guys flirt with you. He's terrified that you'll realize you could do so much better, or just how many issues he has.

He hates that he gets so jealous, and he knows it isn't the healthiest thing in a relationship but he's working on it.

In the meantime though, his jealous and possessiveness usually leads to really good sex. Even if it takes some pouting or mild arguing to get to it.

There are 2 ways things usually play out when Bucky has had one of his bouts of jealousy.

The first is if he is left feeling insecure and needy. This is sweet, passionate, and intimate.

Your wish is his command, and he will stop at nothing until you're writhing in pleasure telling him how good he makes you feel.

You are barely through the door before he is on his knees trying to bury his face in your pussy.

His touch starved side takes over and he could get off just from your taste on his tongue and your fingers tugging at his hair.

The way he moans and whimpers as he licks at your slick folds and sucks on your clit making your eyes roll back in your head.

He doesn't even have to finger you he's tongue fucking you so good.

If he has access he will start inadvertently grinding against your leg, trying to get some relief for his cock that is now aching from the way you drive him nuts. How everything about you makes him hard.

Then after he has made you cum with his mouth once already, he'll scoop you up and carry you to bed.

Taking his time in removing the rest of your clothes as well as his own. He wants to show you how he worships every inch of you. How no one could possibly love you more than he does.

He always fucks you in missionary or a mating press position on these nights. His forehead pressed to yours or whispering little praises in between kisses the entire time.

He will stop several times to go down on you again and make the session last as long as possible with as many orgasms as he can give you.

Only worrying about his own orgasm when he is sure you are completely satisfied and cockdrunk for him.

When he is about to cum he needs to hear that you love him and that he is all you want. Looking into his big blue eyes and assuaging any fear he ever had of losing you.

"Love you so much, Bucky. So perfect. You make me feel so good. Wanna feel you cum baby. Cum inside me Buck, fill my pussy up. It's all yours. I'm all yours."

The second way is if he ends up feeling pouty and grumpy. Even angry sometimes, never really angry at you but at whoever tried to steal your affections.

If you try to tease him by flirting with someone it will always lead to this ending.

This sex is rougher and more intense. Think hairpulling, spanking, biting/marking, and lots of dirty talk. He wants you to know you are his.

As soon as you are through the door you find yourself up against the wall or bent over any available surface with Bucky already working on leaving a couple marks on your neck.

"Can't stand seeing another guy flirt you. Now everyone will know you are mine."

You better not be too attached to the panties you are wearing, or the rest of your clothes, because they will most likely be ripped off of you.

He likes to fuck you from behind when he feels possessive like this. That way he can really fuck you hard and fast. Using your hips or your hair for leverage.

He will still guarantee you cum multiple times, but he is more driven by his own hunger when he feels this way.

He wants to have you screaming his name and unable to form coherent sentences. He also really really wants to cum in you. He wants you marked from the inside out.

"That's it babydoll, taking my cock so well. You know why? Because this pussy was made for me. It's my pussy isn't it baby? I'm the only one who can fuck you. I'm the only one who gets to hear you moan like a needy little slut. Who's slut are you baby? Who's pussy is this? Let me hear you say it."

If you don't answer loud enough he'll give you a good slap on the ass and make you say it again. Never slowing the pace of his cock slamming into you over and over.

"Gonna fill you up doll. Gonna keep you so fucking full of cum and dripping all night. I want people to smell my cum on you. Beg for it. Beg for my cum. Gonna cum so fucking hard for you baby. Gonna cum so much."

Either way your night begins it ends with him holding you close and making sure you know he loves you and you assuring him you are his.

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eternalglitch · 1 year

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hello glich! i have a question ( I am using google translator) sorry

In a hypothetical case in chapter 13 (I think), the boys manage to rescue Leo and remove his necklace without him dying instantly, how would his reaction be when seeing his family at home, safe?

Bye bye!

He'd be very clingy and hug his family for a long time as a result of being touch starved. He cries a lot off of the bat, and needs a nightlight when he first tries to sleep in his room alone again after three weeks of turtle piles– enough time to combat the time spent alone.

He starts speaking about four days after being rescued. He's easily startled and has nightmares, and some commands have him follow without thinking, but it's to a much smaller extent.

Overall he's still traumatized but he's happy to have made it home back in one piece. Donnie, Raph, and him are still awkward, though, and there are still scars on his hands and neck that everyone is unable to address for a good long while.

The biggest change from canon would be he is more so overwhelmed by emotions and expressive grieving off the bat rather than being numb. He's still Leo, just a Leo that had a really bad experience and teetered at the edge of giving up. He's glad he never did.

#glitch answers #lfls #a what if

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suchawrathfullamb · 5 months

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whats up dude can we get some young adult headcanons. also their past romantic relationships pretty please

uhh, that's an unusual one!

I don't think neither had serious relationships before, only affairs (like Hannibal and Alana). I think Will probably met other Alanas at work, and some in college, too. Like obviously-pretty type of girls, but more assertive than Alana, so he hardly had to make the first move. He is canonically attractive (ref: in the first script they say his students are giving him heart eyes, and in the georgia m. episode they say he is "a handsome man") and because he is extremely intelligent, I'm sure he is *very* aware of that, although he plays it off in s1. I don't think his affairs lasted more than a month, I can see him getting overwhelmed and feeling suffocated easily and being all avoidant. Oh my god, this just made me realize that Will probably has the avoidant attachment style lol anyway.

I think Hannibal had plenty of Alanas, not sure he had plenty of Bedelias, though (those who knew who he truly was), pretty sure some guys, too because of the hint at the blood exam episode. But again, I think part of their obsession with each other is the fact that they've never had a deep connection with anyone and were never able to fully commit to anyone else before, simply because they didn't feel the desire, they always felt like something was missing.

I think Hannibal did it for fun, for entertainment, because he wanted to, found the individuals attractive. Also, lol, Hannibal gives off kinky vibes, I can totally see him having threesomes with attractive couples, two woman, and maybe some orgies, too? Who knows, he loves taboos.

And I think Will did for pure sexual drive and neediness. We see a little bit of that with his reactions to Alana's touch, how starved he is, and how he craves connection yet avoids and/or doesn't know how to handle it when presented. So I think he would either have affairs just because he was attracted, just because he wanted to have sex. And sometimes some Alanas would show up, which he'd subconsciously (or not?) sensed it, as narcissists attract the sensitive, nurturing types. Those who wanted to care and had a savior complex would attract him because they'd feed that need for affection and of course, he grew up without a mother and he seems to be oblivious to this type of care, so he naturally feels the lack of it. Freud would love to analyze him lol.

Now, for YA headcanons, hmmmm, I thought a lot more about Hannibal as a young adult, just because we have more material and we have close to zero on Will. Hannibal was in his Il Mostro era, right? Not sure how old he was, but definitely looked "young adulty" to me. Or are we considering young adult when he was already in the United States, when he got the internship?

I think I thought a lot more about kid!will, just because there's this whole mystery of his mother, haha. Then, I had this crazy theory (it's not actually that possible BUT) that Hannibal actually taught Will how to do his crime scene mojo on command, and that's why we see the pendulum that looks like Hannibal's tool. But he just Miriam Lass-ed Will into forgetting everything lol. In my mind that happened a few years before the show started, maybe when Will got stabbed as a cop. Which somehow my mind also related to a secret Hannibal connection.

#now i want to know what u guys headcanon about young adult hannigram #cause i have no idea but i will ponder hardly on this rest assured #headcanons #ask the lamb #hannigram #nbc hannibal #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter #fanfic

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clonewarslover55 · 1 year

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I’m sad that there’s nothing about Commander Monk too :(

May we please fix that? Maybe some SFW/NSFW headcanons :)

Hell yeah we can fix that!!! I was super excited to do this!!

This got me out of my writing funk!! I'm back babyyy

Commander Monnk relationship headcanons SFW and NSFW

(There are some general head canons as well, I had way too much fun with his character. I mention Kit Fisto a lot in here as well)

Notes: We don’t see much of Monnk so I had to make up a good portion of his character myself. Which I had too much fun doing, so this is kinda long

Also there is no official regiment name(Like the 501st or 212th) for Kist Fisto, Commander Monnk and their boys?!?!?!?!? So I think I should fix that eventually....

Gif incase you guys don't remember how smoking fucking hot he is

SFW

This man probably loves literally any body of water

He loves swimming and all that jazz

But you def meet him at coruscant drinking and relaxing with some of his fellow scuba boys

He isn’t strictly a scuba trooper

He is Kit Fisto’s 24/7 second in command, so he does work on land too

So he looks like your typical “I deal with a crazy Jedi every day and don’t get enough sleep.” clone commander

He is probably watching a few of his friends dance around and flirt poorly

As he leans against the bar with a drink in his hand

He looks kinda tired and unamused by the bar scene

But don’t underestimate him

This man is definitely a flirt

And damn is he good!!

He has learned from the best

The best? Kit Fisto

Kit has taught him how to charm the pants off of anybody

Does it work?

Maybe

But Monnk isn’t the one to not text you after a date or night of fun

You get a good morning and things keep going from there

Most of your dates are, of course, at your place

Monnk shows up with flowers and snacks

If you make dinner he would love to help!

He doesn’t know jack shit about cooking

All he can do is make a mean cup of coffee and some instant cup noodles

But he wants to learn and learn fast!

Monnk can be trusted in the kitchen too, he won’t burn down your home

As your relationship grows over time, Monnk’s cooking improves

Soon he begins to cook for you! And he's good at it!

He brags to his brothers and definitely brings some leftovers to them

Maybe he cooks for them, maybe he tells them to learn for themselves

It’s both

Like all clones, Monnk is touched starved

This man just wants some cuddles

And for someone who isn’t a fellow clone to braid his hair

Monnk definitely has long hair

And melts when you run your fingers through it

Tracing your fingers along his stubble? He is goo in your hands

Just touch him, he needs it

He tries to look all cool and badass (He thinks he is too)

With his matching tattoo sleeves (definitely matches his armor markings and colorings)

And his cool hair and five o’clock shadow

And that tired look in his eyes

But he is just a big ol’ teddy bear who wants love

And you are here to provide it

Monnk is a big time cuddler

He loves being your weighted blanket

Just holding you and touching you makes his heart content

This does mean that he is a slight fan of PDA

He isn’t extreme with it or too possessive

Just a tiny bit

He loves holding your hand, fiddling with your fingers

Monnk doesn’t mess around when it comes to falling in love

He falls HARD for you (The feeling is of course mutual)

And is soon making himself right at home in your Coruscant apartment

You definitely buy him some cozy pajamas and sweatpants

So he can lounge around in comfort

In turn he brings you back presents from his missions

It is often a beautiful rock or a pretty seashell

Working as a scuba trooper means he has many opportunities to find you cool things

And boy does he! You have a lot of cool things from his adventures

Mostly seashells, but one time he brings you home a big ass tooth

Monnk has a tiny tiny hint of surfer bro in him

A TINY BIT

He is flirtatious and very charming

But sweet!

He definitely picked up a bit of Kit Fisto’s personality

So he has great humor and keeps you on your toes

In every way ;)

Sometimes when he comes home, he’ll just haul you up into his arms and give you a spin

Monnk loves doing anything he can to keep things interesting and fresh

Everytime he comes home after a mission you get a different kind of greeting

But he always, ALWAYS, gives you a big kiss

This man is obsessed with your lips and giving them smooches

Which you don’t mind because this man is an excellent kisser

But something he is better at is being a good friend and listener

He will always be your shoulder to cry on

He always listens to what you have to say

Monnk loves every story you have

He has some good ones himself!

You two can spend hours just talking to one another

Enjoying each others company is the perfect date for Monnk

That and bubble baths

He loves water, and is in it often, so baths are a good time for him

He’ll try to be romantic

And boy howdy is he!!

He’ll try to set up cute dates and outings with you

He demands one, sometimes two, date nights per leave

Monnk gets leave often, not as much as the 501st of course

Kit is needed on Triple Zero(Coruscant) often

Monnk tries his hardest to spend every moment with you

If he can’t he will make up for it

Monnk thinks you are absolutely beautiful/handsome and lets you know!

He is always telling you how much he adores and loves you

And how magnificent you are

He always has some compliments to give you

He’ll notice the smallest things too

New haircut? He loves it!! New jewelry! He loves it, especially since it's on you!

Being in war leads to PTSD, and of course most, if not all, of the clones have it to a degree

Including Monnk

His comes in nightmares, so he doesn’t sleep well or often

Until he meets you

The first night he sleeps in your bed he sleeps like the dead

He sleeps so much better at your side

Holding you in his arms or being held in yours just helps!

This doesn’t mean that the nightmares stay away completely

He still has them from time to time

But with you there to help? They’re never as bad as they used to be

Monnk absolutely loves you, and he tells you daily

He has to make sure you remember after all ;)

NSFW

I feel like Kit Fisto makes sure his men know how to properly fuck

He has a slideshow or something

So Monnk knows what he is doing down there

He has a good memory and is a fast learner

So he quickly learns what makes you tick

And he never forgets

Monnk is very attuned at what you like

Monnk wants nothing more than to pleasure you

He’ll make sure to always do what you like

Kinky or not!

Monnk is down for anything

Not at anytime though, he isn’t really down for public sex

He doesn’t want to get caught or in trouble

Unless it is on a beach, one of his fantasies is taking you to a nice quiet beach somewhere and just railing you

Maybe even having another round in the ocean afterwards

Being a scuba trooper means he has a good set of lungs

So when he is giving you oral he doesn’t need to take a single breather

He is down there and giving you the works!

Monnk loves your taste, and he makes sure you know it by his pleasant noises

His scruff always tickles you a bit, but it just adds to to the sensation

Monnk is VERY patient, especially when it comes(pun intended) to you

He can spend hours just teasing you

Bringing you to the very edge, just to not let you cum

He loves teasing you some, but he isn’t too extreme

But he never leaves you hanging! He always makes sure you cum

No matter what, you’re going to cum. Even if it is just a quickie!

Always making sure you cum is his one rule

Is this a rule that Kit Fisto gave him? Definitely, and Monnk is a good rule follower

Which makes things fun when he isn’t topping

If you two ever play any “games” where he has to listen to you and follow orders? Oh he will

Monnk will do anything for you, he loves you so much! He’ll try anything once

Monnk will also cum where ever you want him too, he’ll do it pretty much anywhere

Inside you, painting you in it, whatever you want

All clones have a bit of a breeding kink, but his isn’t too bad

So he doesn’t HAVE to cum inside you, but he does enjoy it

Painting you in it also does something to him

He just enjoys marking you, no matter if it is with cum or with love bites

He loves kissing you during sex, his mouth hardly leaves your body

He just can’t help himself! You’re just so kissable

Monnk is a romantic, so he loves some soft intimate nights

Fucking you slowly, hitting every spot so perfectly

But he isn’t always soft and romantic

Sometimes he fucks like a beast

He loves taking you roughly until you’re both spent and out of breath

Monnk enjoys when he has time with you, so he has time to properly worship your body

Monnk thinks you are the most beautiful person in the galaxy

And he lets you know!

Through words, praises, and actions

He loves praising you during sex, he is always throwing compliments and soft phrases your way

He likes praise in return, but he prefers touch

Run your nails down his spine, make him shiver

Bury your hands into his hair, it’ll drive him nuts

Any sort of touching, rough or soft, drives monnk wild

Monnk enjoys quickies, but he doesn’t like them as much because he can’t do much aftercare, if any at all

He also doesn't like it because he doesn’t have the amount of time to properly worship your body

He is great at aftercare, he makes you feel so loved and cared for

He’ll clean you up and sometimes even draw up a warm bath

Bathtub sex almost always happens though

He loves some good ol’ sex in some water

But it all depends on what you guys did and how tired you are

Because sometimes Monnk will leave you both so spent that you want to sleep immediately

He’ll give the softest kisses afterwards

After you guys cool down and relax in the afterglow, he is down for pillow talk

He actually loves pillow talk

But by the end of the night, he makes sure you fall asleep safe and sound in his arms

#commander monnk #monnk #kit fisto #clone troopers #clone trooper #Star Wars the clone wars #clone wars #aqua trooper #scuba trooper #he has no like official regiment like the 501st :(#new obsession??? Scuba troopers #Star Wars #tags tags and more tags #I love Monnk now too much guys #someone send me another ask for him #he needs more content and I gotta make that #Likes AND reblogs keep me sane guys :)#my stuff

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rosella-writes · 1 year

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Happy Friday Ro!!!! For some combination of Tilda Solas and Bull "loud, so everyone can hear" (from the ways you say I love you prompts)

Whew this does NOT properly fulfil this prompt BUT. It is here lol. Thank you 💚 for @dadrunkwriting

Pairing: Solas x Iron Bull (background poly) Rating: M??? (not super explicit smut)

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Solas is so fucking quiet.

There’s just these soft little breaths with each of Iron Bull’s movements, like he’s driving them out of Solas’s lungs. Solas’s mouth is open in a silent moan against Bull’s neck, his cheekbone sharp beneath Bull’s jaw, and Bull wishes he had hair to pull so he could yank his head back and bite that damn throat. Maybe then he’d scream.

There is no control or power in how he fucks Solas — or whatever their arrangement is, since it feels beyond fucking sometimes. Iron Bull saves that for Tilda. Inquisitor Cadash needs to take off that heavy hat, and Iron Bull’s happy to serve. But Solas? Bull thinks if he did half the things he did to Tilda to the man who twists and pants beneath him now, he’d break.

Solas needs different things, and Iron Bull’s still figuring out what those are.

Maybe it’s just being touched. He responds to it like he’s starved, like he can’t bear it… or if it stops he’ll keel over dead. And there’s a lot of Iron Bull to touch him with.

Maybe it’s dick. Solas has shown absolutely zero interest in topping Bull, but takes it surprisingly well for a man Bull was certain was low on the sexual encounters scale. The kitchen girls had been similar — they really did just want to bounce on it and be told their tits looked nice. But something tells Bull that Solas isn’t quite the same. He imagines how red and purple he’d go if compared to them.

Maybe it’s pressure. He seems to love having Bull’s weight on top of him, even outside of anything involving dicks. Bull didn’t expect Solas to be much of a cuddler, and he’s not, but nothing makes him shut up and go still like getting squashed by someone twice his size.

That might be the problem.

Bull raises himself up on his elbows — his knee protests, but he’s good at ignoring it at times like these. Solas takes a deep breath, and he’s all pink in the cheeks and his freckled chest is splotchy and red. It’s kind of cute, actually.

“You’re thinking too much,” he tells Solas, but is really telling himself. “You can make noise, you know.”

Iron Bull moves, his hands curling beneath Solas’s shoulder blades. Solas’s spread legs hug his hips — he wants to dig his hands into those thighs, but he’d slip and make a fool of himself. Shoulders it is. And Solas has them — wide, for an elf’s. He’s made of sturdy stuff. Bull finally looks at his face, and those pale eyes are wide and glassy and stare directly at the one of Bull’s that’s missing.

It finally registers that Solas hadn’t quipped back when Bull snarked at him. He’s quiet even now, and clings with an untethered sort of need to Bull’s body, like how people do when they’re on the edge of dropping into that space beyond whatever pain or pleasure he can inflict on them.

“You just want this, huh?” Bull finds himself saying. He shuffles and finds an angle that lets him go deep and doesn’t hurt his knee — Solas gasps. “Maybe you’re not thinking too much, but what you need is not to think at all. Am I close?”

A tear has welled up in Solas’s eye, but it doesn’t fall. His face is slack, all wrinkles and frowns smoothed away, and as Iron Bull slowly picks up the relaxed pace he’s kept til now Solas’s eyes roll shut.

Bull’s not had this happen during just plain, regular sex. It feels ridiculous — it’s just his dick. It’s just bending Solas in half. He hasn’t hit him, hasn’t commanded him, hasn’t tied him, hasn’t used praise or shame. And yet it feels like a quiet bit of peace between their chests. Just a bit of understanding, now that Iron Bull has found what Solas needs.

“I can give you that,” he mutters, and kisses the corner of Solas’s mouth. “Just feel, Fadewalker, c’mon. Let’s get you outta that head of yours.”

That’s when that little tear slips from beneath Solas’s lashes. That’s when, after Iron Bull pulls back to watch him as he fucks him, a soft moan leaves Solas’s parted lips.

#lemons #dadwc #my writing #the iron bull #solas #nyehhhh????#solas x iron bull

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piratesfromspace · 2 years

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Imagine: Top Gun Maverick squadron x Reader (pt 3)

Pairing: Top Gun pilots x Feminine Reader

It’s your first time in bed with them, but the last time you had sex with your ex, it was painful (for whatever reason). In the magical world of fanfiction, we sometimes forget sex is not always easy or absolutely amazing, so I wanted to build on that and make sure your fav characters are here to help! Just some comfort and overall smutty fluff.

Warning: smut, mention of past painful sex, mention of past abuse

Imagine 1 // Imagine 2 // MASTERLIST

Bob

Bob has a lot of empathy, he’s going in his protective mode the minute you explain what happened to you

He will hold you close, whispers words of reassurance I will never hurt you, you’re safe with me, I promise

Will ask you to talk him through eventual triggers & limits beforehand, because he wants to make sure he understands every of your needs - he needs to be prepared for this mission

He’s gentle yet confident in his moves and you discover soon enough how skilled he is with his fingers

Doesn’t expect something in return, actually he sweeps you up in his arms and carries you to the shower where he helps you gently clean up, holding you tight under the warm water spray.

Hangman

Forgets all his bravado on the spot, and is honestly a little bit lost when you tell him because he cannot compute sex could not be good for one’s partner

But he prides himself on being the best at everything, so he’s confident he’ll be able to make it good for you

He takes charge, will peel your clothes slowly, kissing you a lot, making sure you’re all relaxed

He’ll guide your hands on his perfect body, he wants also for you to feel the effect you have on him

“Do you think you’re ready to take me sweetheart? If it’s too much, that’s ok, just tell me, we can do something else”

Will hold your hips down so he can control his pace and keep things slow and sweet

He’s used to be more of a taker than a giver (and he got no complain so far) but he finds it actually really rewarding to be so focused on you rather than himself

Rooster

Doesn’t want to ask to much questions about the details because he’s afraid it might upset you, but will ask you tell me what you want to try darling, let me help you

He will eat you out for hours to make sure you’re extra wet and relaxed before attempting any penetrative sex

Will ask you if you want to be on top, so you can have more control, especially at the beginning

He uses his mouth again to clean you up gently, as a way to unwind and show you how devoted he can be

Will stay in bed to cuddle for as long as you want (also he’s touch starved so he loves feeling you against him)

Phoenix

She understands how you can feel - unsettled, insecure - and she has to hide how angry it makes her that some douchebag forced you to have sex even if it was painful for you

Pulls out her stock of lube, she wants to make sure she won’t accidentally hurt you

Lay you down on her bed with a very fluffy comforter, your back and head propped up by all the pillows she could find - like a small nest

She even throws the softest blanket on your body so you feel warm and safe, before sliding underneath with you

She’s usually more of a dom, and she uses that experience to guide you through it with a soft voice, giving very simple commands (breath for me babe) and uninterrupted praise (look at you gorgeous, you’re doing so so good)

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