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hellishjoel · 10 months

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talk me down

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Summary: You’re finally ready to sit down and discuss your obvious daddy issues. Your therapist, Joel, has his methods.

Warnings/Information/Heads-Up: MA 18+ (minors DNI), NO OUTBREAK, abuse of position (therapist!joel), discussions of parental divorce, daddy issues, praise kink, daddy kink, pet names, cursing/swearing, age gap, handjob (for a lil bit?) unprotected p in v, cockwarming (if you squint?), breathplay (I’m running out of breath typing all this are we good to go?)

A/N: this is my first fic wow how exciting, I can’t thank my new friends enough for the brainstorming and helping make it to tumblr so let’s just get on with it yeah? tell me if you want more, my requests are open x

“Oooh, fuck,” you gasp, your head coming back up to watch as his hand disappeared under the drape of your skirt. Suddenly you felt him cup your aching mound, taking in a short breath at the feeling of finally getting some much-desired pressure down there. “So fuckin’ wet… were you this wet during our whole session, kitten?” He asked. It was sick and twisted, you knew it was. That’s why you let out a shameful little nod, your legs wanting to clench around his hand there. He let out a disgusted scoff, you deserved it. You wanted to fuck your therapist.

“So what brings you here today?”

Your eyes shyly evade his, instead choosing to graze over the belongings of your new therapist’s office. It looked like a small library the way books were lined up and stacked on the shelves. The desk behind him was a dark oak, and everything had its place, not a pen out of line. After you deliberately ignore his question, he probes you again.

“It says on your intake form that you have... A distant relationship with your father due to your parents' divorce. Is that something you want to talk about with me today?”

His voice is sweet like honey, but you’re the only one dripping. You failed during your extended research on therapists to check his picture because you had no idea you signed up for someone so fucking handsome.

Your jaw was tight as you clamped your legs tighter together one draped over the other, trying to conceal your growing arousal. Talk, or he’ll think you’re mute!

“Yes.” You say, clearing your throat as you readjust your skirt over your lap, tugging at the hem.

You confide in Joel about the hardships of your parents growing up. The house was never quiet, always fighting, tearing each other down, and it just wasn’t healthy. You thought you’d thank the lord the day they filed for a divorce. You didn’t expect to lose the relationship you had with your father in the midst of it all.

You were still young, trying to grow up and learn, his absence mattered to you, even if it didn’t to your mother. He came around a lot at first. He’d pick you up from school and steal you away for a few hours, getting ice cream to celebrate your reunion with him.

But then, he got a new girlfriend. You weren’t sure how she managed to replace both you and your mother, but she did. You saw him less, he started not meeting your expectations. Soon, he became a weird distant memory. Now, as a young adult, you combat all the unjust things the wake of his departure caused. You couldn’t bear the thought of dating someone your age. Everyone was young and immature, asking for nudes over text after the first date if they even got your phone number at all. Now it was all just over social media or dating apps.

“Older men are just more... Refined. They have their priorities and goals, and they’re like... Actually accomplishing shit. Guys my age are just..” You paused, your eyes meeting his own to fill in the gaps.

“.. Not meeting your expectations?” Joel asked, his pen clutched in his hand as he scribbled something in his notepad.

“Right.” You let out breathily, your eyes falling to the chest hair you could see exposed by his button-up shirt.

This was a perfect example because look at Dr. Joel Miller! His Ph.D. decorated the wall with numerous other accolades on his shelves, so you knew he was smart. Being a therapist made him a good listener, you’d never have to feel like you were the therapist to a frat guy again.

You let out an involuntary whimper, a white-hot flash soaring through the pit of your stomach. You were dripping for him, and you could feel it against your clenched thighs.

“I know talking about these topics is difficult, but you’re doing a good job.” He praised you as you felt your chest and cheeks flush red with his attention.

Your breathing was staggered, you needed to release the tension between your legs desperately.

“You-- uhm, you think I’m doing a good job?”

His eyes flashed up to you with the question, something dark and tantalizing about the way he looked over you now. It was like a predator meeting prey the way his eyes began to rake over you.

Your arousal was obvious in the way your knee anxiously bounced up and down, continuing to readjust in your seat, begging for him to tell you that your time with him was up so you could go home and use your vibrator on your clit, thinking about Dr. Joel Miller between your legs.

You watched as he stood up from his chair across from you, your eyes tracking him as he nodded slowly. He clasped his hands behind his back, his strong biceps fighting the material of his shirt for dominance. The hand closest to you came down and did a delicate sweep around the rim of the chair you were sitting in.

“You’re doing great, baby girl.” He praised again, stopping to stand next to you. You were eye-level to his waist, your lips parting at the sight of the bulge in his pants. Oh, fuck me, so that’s what he’s been hiding behind his notepad.

His hand gently reached out to you, two straight fingers under your chin as he tilted you up to look at him. Your long eyelashes batted at him, teeth piercing down into your bottom lip. You let out an involuntary sigh as his hand moved up your cheek, bringing you in to rest against his thigh.

He was warm, and he smelled like Old Spice, god, you could swear it was the same one your dad used to use. You whimper at the thought, digging your face gently further into his protection. You felt his hand gently caress the back of your head, stroking back your hair from your face.

You wanted him, your pussy wanted him, and the throbbing need for his attention and affection was incurable. You began to press kisses into the material of his pants, losing all pride as you fell to your knees in front of him and palmed your hand over his growing erection.

You braved looking up at him, his face watching you in adoration, like he was proud of you.

“Is this what you want? I’ll do whatever you want.” You say meekly, desperate to please.

“You know what I think you need?” He asks, his voice dropped an octave, and it was making you purr. He was more sultry now, his hands finding yours and guiding you up off of the floor. You finally shake your head, your hands gently moving up his chest and feeling his toned pecs and broad shoulders.

Seeing him this close made your heart flutter. He was so handsome, so grown. His wispy curls were adorning the same salt and pepper as his beard. He had worn lines by his eyes and on his forehead, his curious mind must always be causing his brows to furrow. He had you breathless at the mouth and achingly wet down below.

“I think you need me to take care of you. Is that what you want, baby? Someone to show you how much they care about you? Someone to be where you need them most?” His strong hand is traveling down your front now, Joel’s pointer finger curling into the front of your skirt. Your lips part as he tugs so hard that you’re falling into him, your small hands clutching the landscape of his biceps.

“Yes-- fuck, please Joel, yes.” You nearly beg. Be there for me, be inside me.

He let out a heavy grunt of satisfaction, closing the distance between you as he cradled your face in his big hands and connected your lips. You felt safe, letting your walls fall down as he took care of you.

You melted in his hold, Joel’s tongue carefully gliding over your bottom one in a request for you to part yours for him. You followed his lead, a whimpering moan leaving you as you felt his tongue invade your mouth. He was moving you backward methodically until the back of your thighs hit the desk you previously admired. Your hips shook the frame, hearing pens and some papers clatter to the floor.

You felt overwhelmingly hot, you needed to shed some layers. Like the mind reader he was, Joel’s hands moved down to the hem of your top, breaking your heated kiss to discard the material in his way.

He generously cupped your breasts held away by your bra, another desperate moan leaving you as you watched him through hooded eyes admire your body. His hands were quick to settle on your hips, fingertips burning into your skin as he lifted you up onto the desk with ease. Fuck, he had the kind of strength that looked effortless.

Joel was taking charge, and it was so nice, he knew exactly what he wanted to do, and you didn’t have to worry about anything. His legs nudged your own open, cool air finally greeting your needy pussy. The sensation had your head falling back, accidentally breaking your kiss once more.

“So fuckin’ wet… were you this wet during our whole session, kitten?” He asked. It was sick and twisted, you knew it was. That’s why you let out a shameful little nod, your legs wanting to clench around his hand there.

He let out a disgusted scoff, you deserved it. You wanted to fuck your therapist.

“You want daddy to take care of that for you with his cock?” His foul words had you at a loss of your own, your jaw slack as he pressed his hips into yours and you could feel his dick pressed right up against your pussy.

“Take daddy’s belt off.” He grumbled his orders, a quick nod leaving you. You didn’t want to waste his time.

“Yes.” You whimpered.

“Yes, what?” His voice was stern and articulate, making you bend your will as his close proximity flooded your senses. You couldn’t find his belt soon enough. You popped the button of his jeans and nearly tore off the zipper at his ask.

“Yes, daddy.” You whimper, a greedy smile on your lips to see you earned his favor. He adoringly cupped one side of your cheek as both of your heads rested against one another’s to watch you pull down his dark briefs.

He let out a strained grunt at the release, his flesh going to slap against his tanned stomach. He was already unbuttoning his shirt as you made a fist around him, watching his face to see how he liked it. Too fast? A little slower? Too rough... You paused and spat down on him, your eyes darting back up to his as he let out a satisfied sigh. Let me do it perfectly for you, Joel.

“So good for me.” He purred, his thumb brushing down the slope of your nose and over your swollen bottom lip that you had bruised from biting down so hard on it. He pushed the tip of his thumb past your lips, the intrusion a surprise but you eagerly sucked to appease him. The action made him swell in your hand to fullness, even beginning to feel too heavy in your hand as you continued to work over him.

“Is this all for me?” You asked eagerly, a sweet smile gracing your face.

You watched as he leaned in, your eyelashes fluttering closed as he came to press his warm lips against the crown of your head. “All for you, baby girl.” He mumbled against your forehead.

“Oh,” you let out in a sweet surprised little moan, your hand working over him eagerly faster. You didn’t care if you got off at this point, as long as he did.

“Lie back, baby.” His voice was rocky like gravel, you could already see his chest heaving at the attention of your hands. You did as he asked, but not before he unclipped your bra so your tits were on full show for him.

You reached one of your hands back, already gripping the edge of the table as you braced yourself for him. He was so large, easily the largest you had ever been with. You wanted to feel every inch of man that he was inside of your throbbing cunt.

Your skirt was merely an obstacle in his way, watching him toss it up to show your lacey panties underneath. You bit down on your lip with a wide smirk on your face, he really liked the lace.

“So fuckin pretty,” he admired, your hands coming to rest over his own, your nails gently grazing down his forearms to his fingers. His pointer finger and thumb grazed over the soaked material, admiring how he could see your pretty pussy underneath it. The lace was so dainty and fragile in his hands, he could just--

You gasp as his large hands rip the delicate lace right open, a messy opening of broken threads but now, he had unlimited access to your sex. He was so strong, you hoped he would split you open the same way.

His hands took a grip on the tops of your parted thighs from the outside, taking one foul yank as you felt him press his cock between your wet folds. You were back to gripping and stroking over his forearms, your delicate hand coming up to feel his stubbled cheek.

“Joel please, I need you.” you whimpered out, his head nodding against yours as a few of the curlier strands on his head fell onto his forehead. He was so handsome when he was turned on.

Joel’s heavy huffs broke the eye contact of his cock gliding up and down your arousal, the slick lubing him perfectly. He was perfectly glazed over now, all because of you, his heavy thumb coming down to gently circle over your throbbing clit.

You let out a cry at the much-needed attention, your walls pulsing for him to fill you up.

“Joel!” You whined out in anticipation, your jaw dropping as he finally guided his tip to you without warning and slammed into your depths until he bottomed out in one thrust. His hand was quick to clamp over your mouth, stopping you from letting out a sobbing moan as tears started to swell at the brim of your eyes.

“Don’t want anyone to hear us, princess,” His voice was broken by grunts and loose breaths, his palm swallowing your hot high pitched whines. “Or else we’ll have to stop.” You did not want him to stop!

You quickly shook your head and clasped your wrist around his which kept your mouth shut. I’ll be good, I’ll be good for you Joel. A tear slipped as you peppered apologetic kisses to the inside of his palm, your eyes desperately connecting with his in a silent ask for him to please continue fucking you.

Joel swiveled his hips back, his jeans clinging to his upper thighs as he rolled back into you. You couldn’t help but clench your eyes closed and let out a broken moan. He filled you up in all the best ways possible, he was perfect inside of you, every goddamn inch. You didn’t realize how loud you had gotten, his hand pushing your head down further into the desk and squeezing into your cheeks until you snapped out of it.

“What did fuckin’ tell you?” He punched out. God, you could feel him pulsating inside of your tight walls.

“God, this tight pussy feels so-- fuckin’ good.”

You moaned quietly at the compliment, a blissed-out smile on your lips still against his palm as he started a steady rhythm rocking into you.

You whimpered as the desk started to creak with each of his heavy thrusts, pinching your ass against the desk but he felt too good to complain. Sure, you’d have a red line imprinted on your cheeks, but hell, it was so worth it. “Such a good fuckin’ girl, little angel for me-- fuck,” he grunted as he used the hand wrapped around your mouth as leverage, holding your head down as his hips snapped into you mercilessly. You were crying out moans into his palm, but nothing loud ever left the room, just like he wanted.

Your hands are clenching at the desk now, desperate not to fly off. Through blurry eyes, you saw his face, tight and twisted as he admired the way your breasts bounced with each of his thrusts.

You bravely reached up to take his hand around your mouth, shifting it down to wrap around your windpipe. You gave him an angelic little smile, biting down on your lower lip to hold in your dirty moans.

Joel watched you in awe, nodding with his sick little half-smirk as he started to squeeze at the sides of your throat. Fuck, he’s done this before, he knows exactly what he’s doing. The heightened experience turns you on, he’s not some 20-something idiot who cares only about getting his dick wet. Joel wants you to cum.

“You look at me baby.. fuck--, don’t break eye contact until you wanna breathe, darlin’.” His accent drawled in your ear and made your pussy even wetter for him. One of his hands squeezed at the sides of your delicate windpipe, his other hand snaking between you two as his electric fingers found your buzzing clit.

The attention was a lot, but you were a whore for it.

His thrusts grew sloppier, but he was pacing himself, Joel wants you to cum first.

You whimper at the idea of him putting you ahead of his own interested and needs, your head growing foggy as your wrist wrapped around his own that held you down but you didn’t look away from his amber eyes. He licked his lips in desire watching you, your lips parting for air as you finally looked away.

He followed through on his promise, his strong hands going lax as your head fell to the side, eyes closing in bliss while your pussy fluttered around his dick.

“Fuck baby girl,” he panted through a mumble as his spare hand massaged over your breasts. “Got me losin’ my goddamn mind.” He moaned something that resembled your name, pinching at your sensitive peaks until he had you whimpering.

“Joel I- oh god,” your stomach dropped as the tip of his dick massaged at your sweet spot, a cry threatening to spill from your lips but you knew he didn’t like you being too loud in his office so you hold it in, your cheeks going hot red.

It was all too much. Your foggy head, his hands on your sensitive bits, his fucking dick slamming into you. You felt so small in his hold, his body shielding you from the outside world as he drove you face-first into your earth-shattering orgasm.

“Joel-Joel please, fuck, I’m gonna-,” Your chin tilted up and your back arched, his hand instantly moving back up to your throat so you could feel even more floated during the crash of your orgasm.

“Cum for me princess. Cum for me now.” He demanded in a mumble.

It coursed through your body like an electric current, your body short-circuiting from the amount of pleasure it was receiving all at once.

Your lips were parted, but nothing came out. You couldn’t hear a thing, only Joel, only him as he ruts himself against your core and you feel him spill his hot cum into the depths of your sex. You lazily smirked as you made your walls flutter around him, your core pulsing. Could almost feel him in your belly.

His breaths were heavy, heavenly. It made your skin clammy, the both of you so fucked up that you were stuck in place. You didn’t realize it, but you had reached up to cup his face, your thumb gently gliding down the curve of his crooked nose. Your lips gently came together as your head came up, kissing the tip of his nose before going to lay back down on his desk.

“Oh, baby girl,” Joel purred in adoration, his mouth coming down to greet yours in a delicate kiss. “Did such a good job.” Both of you were so drunk on your orgasms, everything was so perfect.

You lazily kissed him back, your arms wrapping around the tops of his shoulders with your fingers lightly fisting the hair at the nape of his neck to keep him close as he softened inside of you. You could stay here like this forever.

You glanced over just in time, seeing the last grain of sand fall down in his glass sand timer. Your session with Dr. Joel Miller was over.

He helped you hop off his desk, your wobbly legs needing to find their strength again. His cum was already meeting the tops of your inner thighs, your face blushing at the feeling. You were quite literally gaping for him.

Joel cleared his throat and easily pulled his jeans back up to the top of his hips at his waist, securing his belt and zipper before he fisted your discarded, ripped apart panties.

“Oh,” you whispered a bit embarrassed at the sight of them. You had just finished pulling your shirt back onto your torso, stuffing your bra inside your purse. No way you were going to try and put that thing back on. You reached out for him to hand them over, your eyes widening as he pulled his hand away and stuffed them into his pocket.

“For safe keeping…” He trailed off, his eyes still dark as they looked down at your wide ones. Well, you weren’t getting those back any time soon. They were his now, your torn to threads black lace panties. You nodded and weakly smiled, still trying to catch your breath.

Joel walked you out, tapping his absentminded secretary’s desk to tell her to find something in both of your calendars for a future date.

“I think I can really help you work this out.” He told you on your way out.

As you left his office, you felt like everyone knew what you had just done. But for now, it was just a secret for you and your therapist, Joel.

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awearywritersworld · 5 months

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i have for the first time found what i can truly love—i have found you

sukuna x reader summary: you and sukuna go out for a late night meal. gojo finds out about your... relationship. sukuna is forced to take care of you when you come home drunk. w/c: 2.85k tags/warnings: enemies to lovers. fluff. lots of banter. cursing. jealous/protective!sukuna. gojo being a flirt. aged up!yuuji. features a teeny bit of yuuji x reader. drinking and drunk!reader. not canon compliant. fem!reader. no use of y/n. no manga spoilers. a/n: i think i like how this turned out! also, the first two sections could def be read as a fluffy lil stand alone. idc whats happening in the canonverse, sukunas just a tsundere who adores us very much<3 series masterlist // masterlist

"maybe if you stare long enough, food will magically appear," sukuna calls to you from the kitchen table.

"this is no joking matter," you scold from your place in front of the fridge. "i'm starving."

"well, here's an absurd idea— let's go eat."

you turn toward him, finally closing the fridge, and tilt your head to the side. "you eat?"

"of course." he leans back in his chair, folding his arms over his chest. "i typically prefer babies, but hell, i'd even go for an old man right now. i'm famished."

your eyes widen and your mouth falls open. he lets the panic simmer on your face for a few more cruel moments. "i'm kidding, idiot. i eat food, same as you."

"i knew that," you assert. the way your shoulders sag in relief tells him otherwise.

"right," he smirks. after standing up, he grabs your purse and tosses it in your direction. "where to? you're buying."

with only so many places open at midnight, you begin your journey to a 24 hour ramen shop.

you've hardly interacted with sukuna outside of your apartment, so this is certainly an experience you didn't anticipate. and in fact, you're shocked at how normal it feels— almost as if it's a date.

as you walk down the street, people eye him suspiciously because of the dark lines they assume are tattoos. it doesn't bother you though, nor does the lateness of the hour. you know that you're safe because you're with him.

your hands keep brushing against one another's, and you're hoping that he'll eventually take a hint and reach for yours. he doesn't (i mean come on, do you even know who you're dealing with?).

he does at least pick up on your pouty expression with impressive ease. "what now?"

"nothing," you huff.

"don't be a brat."

you sigh dramatically. "you're supposed to hold my hand."

"sure princess," he says condescendingly, lacing his fingers through yours. "maybe use your words next time like a big girl."

he doesn't fail to notice the ensuing skip in your step, and he kicks himself for regarding it as cute.

when you arrive at the ramen shop, sukuna orders no less than three bowls, which earns him a glare once the waitress walks away.

"when i agreed to pay, i didn't know what a glutton you are."

"oh yeah? cause i'm just the picture of temperance any other time?"

you scoff. "well you've got me there."

a sly smirk settles onto his face before he speaks again. "maybe one day you'll learn how greedy i am when it comes to the things i've deemed pleasurable."

you choke on the water you'd just brought to your lips, your face heating up as if it'd been bathed by fire.

wiping at your mouth, you try your best to recover quickly. "whatever, you hellion. as long as that doesn't involve a fourth bowl of ramen."

you're no more than 10 steps away from the shop when you hold out your hand to him. "ahem."

he grabs it roughly and not without rolling his eyes.

"what?" you ask innocently. "that was a word."

"hardly," he jeers. "for as much as you read, i'd expect you to be more fluent than a child."

"and at 1000 years old, i'd expect you to be more charming than a teenage boy, but i guess we're both making concessions."

"see, this is the part that puzzles me. you never seem to have trouble with your words when you're being insolent."

"maybe it's a sign," you begin whimsically. "the universe decided you need to be taken down a peg."

"ah, yes. you as the executor of the universe's will. i don't know why i couldn't see it before."

you giggle, rather delighted that he's elected to play along with your quips. there's something that feels so warm and pleasant about it.

as you wonder if he feels it too, your hand tightens around his.

you're not quite ready to head back to your apartment just yet, because you're scared you'll lose the atmosphere surrounding the two of you. in truth, it's a bit intoxicating.

the perfect opportunity arises when you spot a small park up ahead. lights are strung around the trees, all of which are situated around a small fountain.

"we should stop at that park!" you hardly finish speaking before you take off in that direction, tugging him along behind you.

after you plop down on the fountain's ledge, sukuna takes his place beside you.

"let's sit here for a little while."

he doesn't respond and you take his silence as agreement. he's not really one to stifle his grievances.

as the minutes pass, the rush of the fountain is the only noise that fills the air, while you gaze at the trees with a serene expression.

sukuna, however, is looking at you. the only care he has for the trees is the way their lights reflect in your eyes. otherwise, he's fully occupied by the curve of your nose and the fullness of your lips.

"isn't this pretty?" you finally ask.

"it's pretty," he agrees, even when such a soft word feels foreign on his tongue.

his eyes still haven't left you, and you seem to be oblivious to this fact until he reaches up to stroke your cheek with the back of fingers.

when your gaze lands on him, the fondness written all over his face catches you off guard and you realize how close the both of you are. without really thinking about it, you lean into his touch.

"very pretty," he repeats lowly, as if he's talking to himself.

your heart lurches once in your chest, then hammers away at your ribcage without respite. he leans toward you a fraction of an inch, his eyes flicking down to your lips for a brief second.

truthfully, sukuna has never felt the way he does in this moment. it's a sincere sort of desire. he doesn't want the mindless devotion he once thirsted for from his followers. and he doesn't want the sex he used to crave from his concubines.

no. he just wants you— in whatever capacity you're willing to have him.

the way he's looking at you is just too much. there's a dull thudding in your ears and you swear your thoughts are moving at a million miles a minute.

so naturally, you blurt out the first thing you can manage. "we should take a selfie!"

his face shifts from whatever that expression was to one of confusion. "take a selfie?"

some twisted mix of relief and disappointment crashes through you.

"yeah, a selfie. a picture together. ya know, since the park is so pretty," you ramble.

he pulls away from you. not all the way, but enough that it gives you space to finally breath. he chuckles and it doesn't sound lofty like it so often does. in fact, he seems genuinely amused by you.

"a selfie," he deliberates. "that sounds great, but to the best of my knowledge, hell hasn't frozen over."

and just like that, your dynamic feels like it did during your walk from the ramen shop to the park— comfortable and fun.

"well i guess you would be one of the first to know."

ignoring his protests, you take out your phone and hold it far enough away that the camera captures both of your faces. you can see on the screen that he's put on an expression of complete boredom.

"c'mon," you nudge him with your elbow. "you look like you hate me."

the corner of his mouth curves upward. "that's because i do."

you think back on the way he was gazing at you just moments ago and laugh. "you're so full of shit."

then, without warning, you press a kiss to his cheek and click the button.

you decide that his vague look of contented surprise will just have to do.

when you and yuuji walk into the bar, you immediately spot one of the people you're there to meet. he's sitting at a hightop by himself, his snow white hair pretty hard to miss.

you tap his shoulder and his face breaks out into a grin. he slides out of the barstool. "if it isn't my favorite civilian!"

as he pulls you into a hug, you wonder if he's ever going to get tired of that joke. "if it isn't my favorite old man."

"35 is not old," he argues, moving to greet yuuji. "i'm still in the summer of my life, thank you very much!"

"gojo you're 36," the pink haired man remarks.

"gah! such betrayal, yuuji!" he presses his hand to his forehead and takes a deep breath. "now i'm going to need another round."

"i'll go and get drinks for all of us," you offer. "you two stay here so no one takes the table."

before either of them can respond, you turn and begin making your way through the crowd. you don't hear gojo when he calls out, "but darling! i should go with you!"

he takes a step in your direction, but stops when sukuna's mouth appears on yuuji's cheek. "you certainly should not, you insufferable half wit."

"relax, dude. he flirts with literally everyone," yuuji informs him.

gojo scoffs. "i am right here—"

"as if that makes it better?" sukuna barks. "she isn't some toy to be played with."

"of course she isn't! you can't honestly think i'd believe otherwise."

gojo is left forgotten for a moment as the other two bicker, so he interjects once there's a lull in the conversation. "do either of you care to explain what the hell is going on?"

yuuji turns toward him, trying and failing to hide the embarrassment on his face once he realizes that gojo is, in fact, still standing there.

his eyebrows are raised above his sunglasses and it's clear he is inappropriately amused by the situation (what else is new?). he moves to sit across from the younger man, looking at him expectantly.

having no way to talk himself out of this, yuuji relays the recent events regarding you and sukuna, sparing some of the finer details. gojo's face doesn't really betray much emotion throughout the story, though he does look thoughtful by the end of it.

leaning forward, he crosses his arms on top of the table. "maybe your feelings for her are influencing his own, forcing a sort of bond between them?"

"i don't think so," yuuji contends honestly. "other than her, you're the person i admire and respect the most, but he thinks—"

"that you are perhaps the most imbecilic rampallion i've ever had the displeasure of coming across."

gojo jerks back, as if the insult had hit him squarely in the jaw. the look of giddiness from yuuji's compliment, followed by the shift to indignation at sukuna's insult is almost comical.

he stretches his neck forward, cupping his hand around one side of his mouth as if it'd keep sukuna from hearing. "what'd he just call me?"

yuuji shrugs. "beats me, but i don't think he was singing your praises."

"i see your point." gojo pauses, glancing over his shoulder. you're approaching the table, so he turns back to yuuji and quickly adds, "we'll talk more about this another time, but for now, keep this between us."

a few moments later, you appear in front of them and exclaim, "look who i found!"

megumi and inumaki situate themselves around the table too, offering their greetings. you slide yuuji and gojo their drinks, both of which are filled to the brim of the glass. "now then gentlemen, shall we?"

when gojo teleports you and yuuji back to your apartment that night, it takes everything in you to keep from yakking all over your carpet.

"ta ta, hooligans!"

you turn to request that he never do that again, but he's already gone. taking one step forward, you promptly fall on your ass in the entryway with an unforgiving thud. yuuji staggers toward the couch, making it there just in time to face plant into the cushions.

looking down toward your shoes, you're dismayed to find that each one appears to have two sets of laces. you're fumbling with them determinedly when someone crouches down in front of you, their elbows resting on their thighs.

he doesn't say a word. brushing your hands away, he unties your shoes and carefully pulls them off your feet. you're lifted from the floor before you can register the arm that's looped under your knees or the other that's securely around your back.

"careful," you hiccup, your head falling into the crook of his neck. "'m gunna p-puke."

"i'd rather you didn't."

you groan. "s'not like i 'ave a choice in the matter."

he hums. "how much did you drink?"

"dunno. sss'much. nobara—" you hiccup again. "nobara n' maki made me."

he chuckles, placing you down on what you figure is your bed. "right, i'm sure you had no choice in the matter."

"tha's correct, yes."

unbuttoning your jeans, he tugs upward on your belt loops. "lift."

you do as he says, lifting your hips from the bed so he can slide your jeans off your legs. he knows you won't remember this— hell, your eyes are already closed— but he looks away as he does it anyway.

pulling your phone from your pocket and putting it on the charger, your pants are discarded off to the side. he only turns his head back in your direction once he's pulled the blankets up over your body.

"tuck me in?" you request.

sitting down on the bed beside you, he does so without protest.

he stares at you for a little while, worried about how poorly you're probably going to feel in the morning. he presses a kiss to your forehead, intending to get up and grab a water bottle for your nightstand.

instead, his body freezes when he hears you mumble, "i love you s'much."

his heart clenches so painfully, he honestly considers ripping it from his chest— it would probably be less agonizing.

but a thought that makes him feel like a fool occurs to him. of course it's not him that you love. "i'm not yuuji."

"well, duuuhhh. you're s'kuna." you're peering up at him through tired, hazy eyes. it's the first time you've ever seen him look bewildered, so a small giggle erupts from your throat. "s'okay. you don't 'ave t'say it back."

your eyes flutter shut and your breathing evens out before he even thinks to respond. all at once, it's as if his head is empty and as if it's about to explode.

love?

what does he know about love? it's a sentiment he's cursed for so long, but sitting here beside you, he can't quite seem to remember why. one thing he is sure of, however, is that there's never been a thing in the world he's loved.

suddenly, he's struck with remembrance of a quote from jane eyre you had emphasized with messy underlines:

"after a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, i have for the first time found what i can truly love—i have found you. you are my sympathy—my better self—my good angel. i am bound to you with a strong attachment. i think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wraps my existence about you, and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one."

rochester says it as he begs jane to stay at thornfield with him, an act sukuna had previously regarded as ridiculous, but is that still the case?

were you to ever scorn him, would he fall to his knees and plead with you to change your mind? or if you were in danger of dying, would he drag himself to a shrine and pray to the gods he doesn't believe in?

is that what love is?

could he stand to be apart from you? are you special to him? does anything else in the world compare to you? does he seek out your company? is he consumed by you? can he know himself without knowing you?

does the definition of love lie in those questions?

sukuna hopes not, because he's terrified of the answers. being in love is not his way, nor is it in his nature.

he buries his face in his hands as realization settles into his bones. it feels as if they're splintering beneath the pressure, trying resentfully to stave it off.

he transcends any imaginable scale of power. he's bled entire villages dry, he's commandeered death, he's the king of curses.

so why now? and why you? is it divine retribution? a sick sort of joke that even he couldn't have dreamed up?

gods, you were right. the universe has sent you to carry out its will and he's completely powerless to stop it.

the worst part of it all? he doesn't want to.

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New Year, New me | Charles Leclerc x fem! reader |

Summary: Charles cares about your opinions, even when it comes down to a new haircut.

A/N: so of course this is about his new haircut, and personally I like it <3 so I based a lil something off of it. Also this is badly written cuz I was half asleep writing it but I hope you like it.

Warnings: the normal; not edited, really short, more of a Drabble tbh (500 words).

He was scared—most definitely scared. He liked the haircut—a new change for the off-season—but nonetheless, he was scared. He didn’t tell you about his plans for his haircut; he didn't even bring it up that he’s going to get one. So on his way back to the apartment, he was stressed. Would you like it? Hate it? wish it was different?

He knows you would never downright say you hated it, disliked it, or even commented on it if he enjoyed it. But he wanted your opinion; he knew how much you liked his hair before, and he’s seen a lot of stuff on social media about people's significant others getting a haircut and not liking it or them the same as before. So now that he was walking to the apartment he was preparing for the worst.

“Ma chérie, are you there?” He called out while closing the front door and facing an empty entryway and living space.

“I'm over in the room, Char!” You called out.

He put down the few small bags he had in his hand along with his keys as he walked over to your shared bedroom. He didn’t initially see you as he walked into the bedroom, but once he noticed the lights on in the bathroom and the slightly open door, he found where you were. He moved over and slowly opened the door, and he was met with you putting on what he assumes is a form of lipgloss or lipstick. You didn’t immediately notice him as you were too focused on your makeup; however, once you did, you turned around and hugged him, not noticing immediately the major change he made to his hair. He nuzzled into your neck and shoulder while returning the hug. You guys stayed like that for a bit until he pulled back a bit, looking down at you.

"Oh my god, you cut your hair!” You said this while looking up at him and finally noticing it. You ran your hands through the top part of it that was still fluffy while smiling a goofy but surprised smile.

“Yeah, do you like it?” He asked sheepishly while holding you.

“It’s pretty cute, you didn’t tell me you were gonna cut it. Was it a spring of the moment type thing?” You asked pulling him over to sit on the bed while you stand in front of him.

“I mean yeah, kinda. I wanted something new for the new year.”

“You took ‘new year, new me' seriously huh?” You said smiling at him while running your hands through his hair again. “It’s pretty though.”

“Thank you, ma chérie. I was worried you wouldn’t like it.” He said messing with the bracelets he was wearing. “But I’m glad you do. Now we just have to see what the fans think of it.”

“Bet they’ll like it, for the most part.” You said slightly laughing while going back to get ready for the event later that evening.

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dilfl0v3rss · 10 months

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poison

summary: ony was a known player. women have practically threw themselves at him in hopes that they’d be the one to make him “change”, but they never succeed. he finally met his match when he started messing with you…

cw: toxic!reader, toxic!ony, smoking, smut

word count: 3.6k

onyankopon wasn’t the type of man to chase. he wasn’t the man that would go above and beyond or make a woman feel like she could never be replaced. ony believed women were for the moment, having nothing to them that made him yearn for more. he’d be with a women one night and be moved on and ready for another women victim the next.

“man how you just gon block keisha like that? she bad as hell” connie said as he and ony rolled up on his couch. the darkskin male just laughed, shaking his head as he closed out her instagram profile and began looking through the hundreds of other women in his dms. “i already fucked, and it was like every other pussy i put my dick in. she pretty tho” connie shook his head in disappointment as he continued to crush up the weed between his fingers.

ony had no problem settling down, or so he said, but he just doesn’t think the women he’s been with were the right ones. leaving each of their houses without so much as a “goodbye” before deleting them from his phone and from his life completely. “don’t shake your head at me nigga. you be doing it too” ony laughed as he watched his friend place his hand on his heart. a shocked expression on his face as he played offended by the accusation. “it’s not the same and you know it. i at least talk to em from time t’time. you delete em and have em going crazy over you” all ony did was shrug his shoulders, continuing to roll up his blunt without trying to defend himself.

“lemme just take you out t’dinner then. m’tryna get t’know you ma” the brunette said as you sat in the passenger seat of his his hellcat. you were only here for some free weed, using your beauty to your advantage as you batted your lashes and bounced your tiddies while laughing at every terrible joke this man tried to crack. “can i think about it? ima very busy girl” your sultry voice made eren’s palms sweat as he handed you the baggy full of weed. you had this man whipped and he hasn’t even ever fucked you. “alright mama jus lemme know, and i put a lil extra in there f’you. witcho fine ass” he mumbled his last sentence as he watched your ass move in your shorts while getting out the car. you turned around slowly, kissing your hand before blowing it to him. your sparkly clear lipgloss making your lips pop as you gave eren a cute smile.

as soon as he drove off your act dropped. an annoyed look quickly fell on your face as you rolled your eyes. “corny ass nigga” you mumbled as you made your way into your house. these men where too easy when it came to you. always gravitating towards your pretty face and how you carried yourself like a “good girl”. you were nice to everybody, and everybody was nice to you. when you would find yourself messing with a guy, it was never for long. as soon as you got what you needed there was always an excuse on the tip of your tongue.

“m’going through a lot right now”

“i gotta focus on my classes more”

“i need time to heal from my past”

it was honestly the easiest thing in the world. and since you were so nice these niggas had no choice but to put respect on your name no matter what.

you quickly made your way to your room, turning on your led lights to purple as you got out your tray, papers, grinder, and your freshly “bought” bag of weed. “let’s get this shit started” you said as you turned on your tv.

as ony looked through his phone he noticed a freshly posted story from your account. he thought nothing of it as he clicked it. eyes widening at the sight of your other stories throughout the day. there was picture after picture of your beautiful body in a sundress. posing with a hand on your knee as you bent over slightly in the mirror. the next photo was you in a tube top and mini skirt. your big brown eyes looking away from the camera with a finger on your lip as if you were thinking. “jesus” ony mumbled. why hasn’t he ever seen you before?

connie leaned over and looked the the picture. “oh that’s y/n. she fine as hell ain’t she? been tryna get on that for months” his best friend said before taking a hit from his blunt. ony was intrigued. you were one of the sexiest girls he’s ever seen. “why ian ever seen her?” he mumbled as he continued to go through your stories. “that’s ‘cause she a good girl. she don’t party, don’t be fighting bitches over dick, nun of that. she be in her books and chilling” connie’s words brought excitement to ony’s body as he looked at your latest post.

you were in your bed with ed, edd, and eddy playing on your tv. your beautiful brown legs crossed, nails and feet looking freshly done as you held a fat blunt in between your fingers. ‘in my own little world’ the story captioned with poison by brent faiyaz playing softly in the background. ony’s fingers moved before he could think, swiping up on the post before typing you a quick message.

a ding from your phone brought your attention away from your cartoons. ‘must be eren’ you thought as you took a deep sigh before opening your phone. you were right, but there was another message after his.

onyahead replied to your story: let me join that lil world

you have heard plenty about onyankopon. the 90s fine dark skin that had a thing for breaking girls hearts. never seen with a girl, but constantly in the middle of drama when women are at each others throats over a man. he was no good. a liar, a sweet talker, and most of all… a player. but still you replied.

prettybrowny/n: i’d rather not have a mob of girls coming to burn my shit down.

you threw your phone to the side, giggling to yourself as you continued to watch your shows. less than ten minutes later, you heard another ding from your phone.

onyahead: don’t be like that ma. i’m just tryna smoke

what? did he think you were dumb or something? this man was clearly not “just tryna smoke” and that was obvious. it was nearly one in the morning. but still you replied.

prettybrowny/n: send your # and i’ll drop my lo

you weren’t like these other women he’s been with. you didn’t want the same things from him as they wanted. it was late and you were bored. eren gave you so much weed that it wouldn’t hurt to share, and at the end of the day onyankopon was nothing more to you than a man. a very fine, well known man, but still just a man. and at the end of the night you still expected to see him as such.

a smile graced ony’s face as he rose from connie’s couch. he quickly grabbed his hoodie before making his was towards the door. “where you goin? i just rolled two more” connie said. ony looked back at him, a sly smirk adorning his features as he twisted the doorknob. “finna go fuck on the good girl.” all that was heard from connie were loud gasps before ony left the house, putting your address in his gps as he approached his black srt challenger.

‘know you ride it right. i might jus die tonight’

‘but you know i’m still coming through baby’

you changed the lights in your room to red as you waited for him to arrive. rolling up two more fat blunts as you hummed along to your favorite song.

‘i know it's bad for me. and you know it tastes so sweet.’

‘i think i need your abuse baby’

ony was happy to see that you only lived ten minutes from connie. checking himself in his mirror before exiting his car and making his way to your front door. after he knocked on the door he saw a glimpse of your beautiful figure through the window. cami top on without a bra, booty shorts so tight he was almost certain he’d see some of your ass spilling out if you turned around, and your pretty gold anklet shining as you walked towards the door.

you looked up at him with your big brown eyes. your clear glasses reflecting your porch light as you spoke. “hi” you said quietly before moving to the side so he could enter. you closed the door behind him before leading him deeper into the house. “where we smoking at” ony’s deep voice made your stomach flip as you swayed your hips as you walked, already knowing he was looking at your ass. “my room”

‘girl you do damage to me. know i love it ,yea i love you’

‘ain’t nothing better for me now’

“welcome to my lil world” your pretty voice caressed his ears as he walked towards your bed. he thanked the lord he wore sweats as he laid down on his back. waistband hanging low on his hips, happy trial showing as he put his hands behind his head. his hood was up, covering his grey durag. your eyes traveled up and down his body, repeatedly stopping at his waistband. this man wasn’t wearing boxers. “you gon stare or you gon smoke me out?” his voice snapped you out of your thoughts, making you slowly sit in the middle of the bed before picking up the blunt.

‘girl you do damage to me. know i love it, yea i love you’

‘ain’t nothing better for me now’

ony moved closer to you laying down almost right next to you as he watched you put the blunt to your lips. “i rolled you your own ‘cause i got lipgloss on” you gave him a confused look at the chuckle he gave you. “what?” ony gave you a small smirk, your stomach doing flips as you noticed the gold grills adorning his pearly white teeth. “ion care bout that. we can share. make it last longer” you gave him a small nod before trying to start up your lighter. ‘why you gotta break now’ you thought as you repeatedly flicked the lighter just for nothing to come out. another chuckle rumbled from his chest before ony dug in his pocket for his lighter. his big tattooed hand made its way towards your face before he held the fire on the end of your blunt. “gotchu ma” he mumbled as he watched the smoke begin to rise into the air.

you took the first hit, letting the calming drug run all through your system. ony watched tv as you smoked, paying you no mind as he waited for you to rotate to him. you did the same after passing him the blunt, shifting your body towards the screen as you sat on your knees. ony took this as the time to ogle you. like he thought, your ass was spilling from the bottom of your shorts. what he wasn’t expecting was the pretty dermal piercings on your lower back. the diamonds twinkling at him as if they were begging for him to rub his thumbs along them. “how long you had these?” he mumbled to you, making you turned around before following his gaze. “oh. ehhh about a year now” you said before turning back towards the tv.

ony leaned up, sitting next to you as he continued to shamelessly stare at the front of your body now. perky brown breasts, pudgy little stomach, thick thighs, and a pretty face. you were his poison.

‘angel of the night. down between your thighs’

‘i’m still here. ain’t no excuse baby’

you felt him stare at you, but kept facing forward. fighting back the urge to shy away from his gaze as you fidgeted with your fingers. this man was something else. it was like he wanted you to eat you, but you wanted to stay strong. ‘i’m not like them. i’m smarter’ you thought to yourself as you took a deep breath and turned towards him. “you chieffing it nigga” you giggled as you went to grab the blunt from him, but ony moved his hand away. putting it in his other hand which on the other side of his body. “gotta come get it if you want it mama. ion do hand outs”

his voice brought a certain tingle in your nether regions, making you have to take a deep breath before doing what you where about to do. you reached across his body, purposely putting an arch in your back as you slowly looked him in the eye while plucking the blunt from his fingers. the two of you stayed still for a while, looking into each others eyes.

‘i see you in my sleep. i'm scarred beyond belief’

‘ain’t nothing you can't make me do, baby’

ony was the first to move, sliding his free hand down your back before letting it slowly smooth down your ass. the dark skin and ink of his hands contrasting with the light pink fabric of your shorts. “so pretty” he mumbled, loving the way you shied away from his gaze at the compliment. he was breaking you down, but you were doing the same to him. heart beating rapidly in his chest as ony looked at your beautiful breasts peaking at him from your top.

‘girl you do damage to me. know i love it, yea i love you’

‘ain’t nothing better for me now’

you followed his eyes down to your top before slowly moving off of him. blunt now in your mouth as you inhaled deeply. ony watched you, brown eyes never moving from your face as he let you blow smoke on his. you admired him some more, feeling a your breath hitch as you noticed the prominent bulge in his sweatpants. ony saw you staring, smirking as he thought it’d be nice to tease you. “you want it baby?” you mindlessly nod your head, the effects of the weed starting to get to you as you quickly covered your mouth and began shaking your head “n-no”.

“s’okay mama. i wanna give it t’you. can i?” this man is good. you know he has no intention of keeping in contact with you after tonight, keeping his voice soft to bend you to his will as he used faux kindness. if you were any other girl you would’ve fell for it immediately. but if you weren’t then why were you letting him move your stuff from your mattress to your bedside table? and why were you letting him lay you down on your back? big inked hands making quick work of removing your shorts, before ony smiled down at your pretty pussy.

‘girl you do damage to me. know i love it, yea i love you’

‘ain’t nothing better for me now…than your poison baby’

ony quickly removed his hoodie and shirt before setting between your thighs. his brown eyes looked up at your for the “okay” to begin and you let him in a heartbeat. you don’t think you’ve ever gotten better head in your life. ony was skilled with his tongue, running it all over your pussy sloppily before he sucked softly on your clit. he repeated the motion over and over again, getting rougher and rougher with you until your back was arching from the bed. your hand flew to his head, holding him there as you began to grind on his face. ony seen no problem with this, wanting you to get as much pleasure as you wanted right now. “m’gonna cum ony. fuck m’gonna make a mess”

ony looked up at you before snaking his hands up your body. he lifted your shirt to free your pretty breasts before squeezing them in each of his hands. “gon head. make a mess on daddy face” your body didn’t stand a chance against him. a loud whine was released from your lips as you came all over ony’s face, wetting his mustache and anchor beard. “good girl” his praises went straight to your core, making your arousal build up again as he slowly pulled down his sweats until his dick sprang free. now you could understand why women would fight and throw themselves at this man. he was very well equipped. a thick vein running up the underside of his dick as his bounced up and down before you. he was not only long, but incredibly thick, making you wince as he began to line himself up with your entrance.

‘girl you know i play my role when i’m inside that’

ony noticed the worry in your eyes. “relax babygirl. i would never hurt you” he say lowly, letting you grip his hand as tight as you needed while he sunk deep into your walls. he gave you time to adjust, keeping your fingers intertwined as he began slowly stroking you. “how it feel ma? does it hurt” his soft voice made you want to melt into the sheets, eyes already rolling back as you felt his dick kiss all the right places inside of you. ony noticed your lack of reply, chuckling as he watched how fucked out you already were. he continued to talk you through your daze, only stopping to give you light kisses on your neck.

“feel so good mama”

“takin me like a good girl”

“you like bein my good girl don’t you?”

the praised just kept on coming and before you knew it, his large inked hand was wrapped around your throat while ony began to pound you into the mattress. the sudden change in pace made your legs shake at he began to hit you so deep you were seeing stars. “how it feel baby?”

‘with my hands around your throat. i know you like that’

ony felt your release coming, the tightness of you walls making him have to close his eyes as he continued fucking into you. “s-so good daddy. feels so g-good” your moans were music to his ears as he started quickly rubbing his thumb all over your clit. “then make a mess f’me. show me how good daddy make you feel” you listened to him instantly, your release quickly rushing out of you and all over the both of your stomachs as ony fucked you through your orgasm. “good girl mama”

‘girl i’ll do anything’

before you knew it, ony had flipped you onto your stomach. strong hands lifting you up by your waist before he sunk back into you again. “it’s my turn now ‘kay?” your eyes widened in shock at his words.

‘you mean to tell me that whole time everything was just for me? this man is a problem.’

you thought as you felt ony begin to roughly fuck you into the mattress. both inked hands, pushing your back down as he began to angle his hips downward to keep hitting your favorite spots.

“you feel it mama? feel daddy in your tummy?” ony groaned as he felt you clench at his words. he left kissing along the back of your neck before he pulled you up slightly by your hair. “say my name baby” spit dripped from your mouth to the sheets as you listened to the filthy words that came out of ony’s mouth. “say who fucking this pussy so good”. the way he was fucking you, you were glad to say his name. replying to the best of your ability as you felt him kiss your g spot. “onyyyy. o-on-yyyy fucking this pussy so g-good. feel so good daddy” you screamed as you felt ony’s dick kiss your cervix. “that’s right mama. now cum with me. wet my dick while daddy fills this pussy up.”

‘to hear you scream my name. i love your game’

‘i do…..i do’

the two of you came together. your release tricking down your thighs as ony gave you three more strokes before stilling inside you, filling you with his hot cum. he let you catch your breath before slowly pulling out and laying on his back. his strong arms lifting you onto his chest before he said something he never imagined he’d say in his life. “do you want me to spend the night with you?”

‘girl you do damage to me’

when ony woke up he was met with an empty bed, the sound of the shower running signaling to him it was time to go. he made quick work of getting dressed and before he knew it he was out the door, walking tiredly to his car. as he pulled off he contemplating blocking you. your pussy was one he’s never had before. your moans were like music, and your beauty was unmatched. but still he felt like he needed to block you. so with that being said he pulled out his phone, searching your account on instagram so he can do what needed to be done, but his jaw dropped at the realization that your account was nowhere to be found. while he was asleep you room you made the executive decision of blocking him before he even got the chance to block you. ony smiled at your cleverness, but you were “not clever enough mama”

‘but i love it babe’

as you got out of the shower, you heard the sound of your phone dinging. ‘must be eren’ you thought before picking up the device. it wasn’t eren this time…your jaw dropped as you looked at the name on your phone.

snapchat: onyaheaddd sent a chat!

ony💯: i’ll be back over tonight. i forgot my hoodie.

‘oh you’re poisonous baby’

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mayearies · 8 months

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☆.

NORMAL GIRL

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒

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genre: angsty (a lil fluff) | warnings: insecure reader a/n: i gotta confess i just listened to the ctrl deluxe because i didnt know there was one but I LOVE JODIE AND MILES SMSM translations: amor, que paso / love, what happened . di lo que piensas / say what you think . tía / aunt . como si fuera ayer, hermosa / like it was yesterday, beautiful . mi corazon / my heart . mamá, déjame ayudarte / mama, let me help you

summary: miles assuring youre the one for him no matter what ♬ song: normal girl by sza

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

miles and you were just laying down and watching some television on the couch while tía rio went to the store. she said she wanted to teach you and miles how to make pasteles tonight. you honestly weren’t paying attention to whatever was being shown, instead you were thinking about yourself. you just wish you were more-

“-normal?”

the tv cut off your sentence with that word, snapping you back into the moment. he noticed your sudden jump and looked up as you as his thumb circled your stomach. “you okay?”

“hm? oh yeah- yeah i’m fine.”

your voice was really unconvincing, he rolled his eyes as he laid his head back down on your chest and turned his eyes toward the tv again. “amor, que paso? you look upset.”

“nothing, just thinking.” “you know you can tell me anythin’, right? di lo que piensas.”

you know that. but you wanted to keep this to yourself. but also knowing him, he would be able to get you to crack sooner or later. miles was really passionate about hearing what you’re thinking. he liked to hear you speak. he says that a lot.

“you know how i, y’know act really out of character?” “what’chu mean, ma?” “like when we first met—don’t i act completely different now that we’re dating?”

the circular motions on your stomach paused for a second as he looked up at you but the motions still continued as he stared at you. glancing at your lips from time to time. “i mean, i never really noticed.”

“never?” “no. you stay the same in my eyes. the same cute princess i’ve known. so i dont know what you mean when you say ‘out of character’.”

maybe he didn’t see you the way you saw you. you felt like you’ve changed since you met him. in some ways bad, in some ways good. but you still felt like you weren’t yourself. “you know the times i would be hyper and all that.”

“como si fuera ayer, hermosa.” “well.. do you think thats normal considering me?”

miles squinted his eyes at you as he shifted so you were sitting on his lap. “‘normal’? you’re not normal.”

“exactly what my point is, miles. and i feel like it’s a problem.” “what’s wrong with not being normal, love? you can’t define normal in a person.” “but i’m not-“

“no buts, mi corazon. i like all the moments we share. the silly ones, the serious ones, thats all a part of you. and i like that. y’know, mama might have not had the best perception of you when we first met but, i still loved you. the same i do now. you might have changed. i still love you the same. ♡”

he lightly pepper kissed you over your face. he always knew a sweet way to shut you up. you were his life, and he wouldn’t want you being insecure about yourself any time of day. even when we was asleep or away for prowler business.

miles didnt have any expectations when he wanted a girlfriend. you just had to like him back. and you did. thats all he asks for. nothing else. “you okay now?”

he liked the way you would instantly melt at the kisses from his chappled lips. it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. he kissed your nose before you laid your head on his chest. he stroked your scalp, too.

the sweet moment was inturrupted when the door lock was making noise, “i’m back!”

miles’ hands gestured for you to move so he could help with the groceries. a faint “mamá, déjame ayudarte.” coming from him as she thanked him. you were still a little froze in the moment to which you couldnt feel tears on your cheeks drying up.

“oh! good, she’s still here-“

once rio turned her attention to you, she held a look of slight worry. which then shifted to an eyebrow raise at her son as he carried the bags.

“what did you do?” “nothing, mama! i swear. we just.. had a little moment while you were out.”

she looked back and forth between you two until her mouth made an ‘o’ shape, “ah, i see.”

“…not-“ “yes, i know ‘not like that’!”

©hiimayee

#miles morales #miles g morales #miles morales x reader #across the spiderverse #miles morales blurbs #e!42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales earth 42 #miles 42 #42 miles morales #earth 42 #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #earth 42 miles angst

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httpsuniverse · 11 months

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LIPS OF AN ANGEL | MM19

↳ TYPE: ig au (written scenario will follow!)

↳ PAIRING: mason mount x fem! wolff! reader

↳ DETAILS AND WARNINGS: angst (more to be added on the main fic!)

↳ AUTHOR’S NOTE: here you go! 😵‍💫 after months omg, i’ve finally had the energy to do this after several revisions n all hahahaha pls wait for the main fic as i’m still writing it, but here’s a lil preview! enjoy <3

↳ TAGGED: @i83andrew @pleasantducktimetravel

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mason mount spotted with model lia mendes last night in london!

it seems as though mason mount has found himself back to the dating game amidst the breakup rumors with toto wolff’s daughter, y/n wolff. it was reported that the pair has separated ways 4 months ago after y/n deleted all posts and unfollowed the football star; although there was no confirmation happened between the two parties.

we wish mason and his current partner the best 💗

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user4 that looks so much like y/n lol

user5 i went y/n DOOP as soon as i saw her lmao

user6 *she cuz she’s a freaking PERSON and no she doesn’t look anything like y/n!

user7 seems like mason has a type 🤭

user8 convincing myself that l*a is his getaway car

user9 leave them alone, pretty sure mason wouldn’t appreciate the things yall call her gf

user10 lmao i was thinking the same thing!

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liamendes meu amor 💗

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masonmount 💗

user11 omg no way (i mean this in a very nice and genuine way)

user12 ... so it’s really over with y/n huh?

user13 y/n dupe

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yourbffsig girl i miss u get tf up 😮‍💨

ynwolff lmao visit me at my new place <3

yourbffsig omw 🏃🏻‍♀️

ynwolff come fast before i go back to work this week !?

yourmomsig my beautiful daughter ❤️ all you do is sleep, sweetie 😂

ynwolff been sleeping a lot lately to avoid reality and recent news, ma 🤭 miss you <3

susie_wolff glad you’ve adjusted to the new place, that bed looks comfortable! enjoy 😍

ynwolff thank you for helping me move in, susie 😙 (and jackie too, pls tell him to sleepover sometimes!)

user14 not y/n posting minutes after mason confirmed his relationship 😭

user15 she’s unbothered lmao

user16 stop associating him with her, they’re over ffs

user17 user16 no, yall should stop associating him with her <3

user18 some girls are mourning over y/n and mason’s breakup and here she is sleeping most of the time 😂 welcome back to ig luv 💞

user19 ofc u announce ur return to ig by posting pics of u sleeping 😭 missed u here queen :)

ynwolff it’s all i’ve been doing the past few months <3 jk hahaha

user20 will we be seeing you back in the paddock? 😭

ynwolff hmm maybe 😉

#mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #football instagram au #football x reader #football imagine #mason mount angst #football angst

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ellecdc · 13 days

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(not a request, just some thoughts to ponder! godspeed regarding exams dear elle <3)

Thinking about ploy!marauders x reader who get together after Harry's been born? I would think that Remus and Sirius would have been together since school. But reader's always been stuck pining after her loves who were all already in relationships.

But once James and Lily separate the dynamic shifts and I can totally picture Sirius throwing it out there that they should all give being together a good go. James and Lily are still good friends, happily co-parenting.

Just stuck on the idea of what you think the reader and marauders role in raising Harry would be? would they be auntie and uncles? or function more like step-parents? And when James has Harry for the week how would that change their routine? Curious to hear your thoughts!

Lots of love :)

okay okay okay okay I don't have a fic for this but I have another request that I think needs this background for the head canon's I've been obsessed with based off of this suggestion (with @unstablereader's help)

so this isn't a fic but this is an inside look on how a lot of my fics are formulated 🤣😭

okay so I always hate the idea of Lily and James separating 😭 so either it was super amicable OR maybe Harry was the result of a drunken hook up between the two friends?? (before Jamie was with the other Marauders)

either way, I totally think the other's would have a parental/step-parent role. Like if the boys weren't called papa (Sirius) or da (Remus) etc, he'd certainly be like "at my house with my daddy and my moony and my pads!" and Pandora (I love me some good Pandalily) would be 'ma' and Lily was mummy.

So where @unstablereader and I went wild was maybe reader was our whimsical reader? And when Harry was quite young (toddler) and Siri & Jamie were aurors (so would be at work) and in a Voldemort free au we figured maybe Rem would start teaching earlier? That reader would watch Harry for them when it was Jamie's week with their son

And the boys were all obviously in love with her but none of them did anything about it yet. So we imagined this happening during one of Lily & James' exchanges or parent dates:

Lily: so, Y/N's been around a lot lately, yeah? James: oh yeah she's amazing; I mean, three of us and still our household would probably crash and burn if not for her Lily: *knowing smirk*, hm, so when are you guys going to make it official? James: I beg your pardon? Lily: please, Potter. I see the way you blokes look at her James: no no, it's not like that... *not convincing at all* Lily: James. Do you know what Harry calls her? James:........ Lily: he calls her "lovie". in fact, he calls her "his lovie". He thinks that's her name, James. James:...... Lily: he said, and I quote, "I was at home with my daddy, and my papa, and my da, and my lovie!" James:...... Lily: listen here; I have eyes, potter. and if she's as lovely as you're saying she is, you three better snatch her up before panda and I do.

then we imagined that maybe Sirius and Rem were close by

Sirius: *barges in out of no where* NO RED PLEASE YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO US Remus: Sorry guys, I tried to tell him to leave you guys to it. But now that we're here: Lils, please have mercy. The three of us can compete with you and Pandora??? Lily: you guys have a week and then fair's fair.

so a week later when Lily comes by to pick Harry up and reader is there

Lily: *sultry* hello darling y/n: Hello Lily! You know, if you'd asked first I would've said yes Lily: well if they don't treat you right, you know where to find us *James & Sirius come racing over* James: lovie, step away from the door right now Sirius: no more talking to Evans unsupervised *Remus walks in with Harry on his hip* Harry [speaking toddlerese]: mummy! is my wuvie going to wive at bof of Harry's houses? Lily: I'm not sure Has; what does your lovie think? Sirius: *panicked squawking* I SAID YOU CAN'T HAVE HER RED *throws reader over shoulder and disappears further into the house*

the end :)

#ask elle #marauders era #marauders au #reader insert #self insert #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x you

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onginlove · 9 months

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behind the mask

pairing: 42!miles x black!fem!reader

summary: y/n only knows prowler as prowler, not miles.

warnings: cussing

a/n: i saw a post abt this and used it as inspo for this fic ❤️

masterlist | taking 1610 miles requests

i was sitting in class with a group of girls surrounding me, asking me to tell more stories about my “so called boyfriend”.

im dating the prowler and nobody believes me. yea, the prowler. he’s often seen as a villain but he’s really a vigilante and sweet man.

“and he gave me flowers!”

“deadass?”

“yea, i still have them. i can bring them if you want.”

the group of girls shared a glance and chuckled

“yea, you can ‘bring your flowers that the prowler gave you.’”

“you don’t believe me, do you?”

“cmon, you think the prowler would date you? puh-lease.”

i mean, she’s not wrong. why would the prowler date me?

“i- i have nicknames for him.”

“like what? boogie bear?”

“actually, i sometimes call him pumpkin.”

“yea ma?”

we all turned around to see miles head lifted with our full attention.

“oh, uh, im on the phone.”

“weirdo.”

MILES POV

i smacked myself in my head to realize how embarrassing that was. honestly, it’s weird seeing my girlfriend at school, especially knowing that we don’t talk. well, that she don’t talk to miles.

i quickly went back on my phone and tried to play it cool but i could tell i was still getting some stares

i need to shut up

as i wait for y/n to show up at our usually spot-a roof top in the middle of the city.

i hear the roof door open to see y/n with a big smile on her face

“hi!”

“hey! took you long enough.”

“sorry, the streets were a lil crowded.”

“nah, it’s aight.”

“i have the craziest thing to tell you.”

“what?”

“there’s this guy in my class, his name is miles, and when I said one of your nicknames, he answered to it.”

“really?”

“yup. I can’t ever imagine him being you, or a prowler even. he’s a good kid, a lil twig, he barely talks, and get his work done.”

“so, your saying im a bad person that talks a lot?”

“nonono-“

“don’t worry mi sol, i know.”

when I went to go sit by the edge of the building, she quickly followed and sat next to me

“miles is good a basketball though. like, really good. there is a chance.”

“because of his athletic-ness?”

she just chuckled and put her hand on mine.

“will you ever show me who you are?”

“when the time is right.”

she startled at me with a smile and turned back to the city. she then leaned into me.

“yea.”

comment if I should make a part 2 @faeriesberries

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lowkeyrobin · 3 months

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QSMP ; how much their eggs like you

includes ; tubbo & sunny, wilbur & tallulah, charlie & juanaflippa, quackity & tilin, jaiden & empanada and philza & chayanne

warnings ; language, mentions of parental neglect

genre ; fluff, little bit of angst if you squint

pronouns used ; they/them , partner

AN ; I'm not like super into qsmp yet, so bare with me, ik most of them have like multiple parents/caregivers but I picked the ones I know the most about and the qsmp wiki is currently my life saver. the eggs are so cute so I can't not wrkte a little something about them 💔💔💔💔 I apologize bc this is gonna be so ooc... also ik juanaflippa and tilin died but ignore that

masterlist

TUBBO & SUNNY

Sunny is very iffy about you at first

"pa, who is that?"

"uhhh... that's y/n" Tubbo answers, "my partner"

she stares at both of you for a second like 🤨😒

they think their dislike of themselves of others is totally unfair and only relies on a select few people so trying to get used to you in a whole story in itself

tubbo, charlie, lenay, and polispol do their best to try and tell her "Hey they're cool, sunny, it's okay, they love you!!" but she won't budge

takes her a long while to accept you into the lil family but she ends up loving you

money is the way to their heart

if only anyone had told you sooner...

WILBUR & TALLULAH

tallulah instantly loves you

she's very quiet around you at first and hides behind will but quickly gets used to your presence

she's just a little anxious at first yk

"I love pa's new partner :3"

she loves playing the flute for you and talking about star wars with you it's the cutest thing

like you'll just be watching over her for Will or Phil and she's just so comfortable talking about her passions with you

Tallulah loves reassuring your builds and likes helping you as well, if you're unsure of how something looks, she's quick to reassure you that it looks good!

she gets you little gifts and shit it's the most adorable thing

her desire for validation mostly drives her kindness to you but she does actually appreciate you a lot

you seem to be there when no one else is and she frequently gives you 'I love you's and little flowers and stuff

she has abandonment issues so you make sure to always check behind yourself to make sure she's still following you

you refuse to leave her anywhere

always looks at you with a 😊 or 🤩 no explanation

she always refers to you as 'ma/pa' or a special nickname. like a syllable of your actual name or smthn, like something special for you two lol

you constantly tell and reassure each other that you're so awesome, great dynamic honestly

CHARLIE & JUANAFLIPPA

She's very quiet and reserved, but obedient

that automatic obediencey grew as a part of her and she just automatically accepted you into the family

although charlie and mariana were very negligent parents, she still trusted them and did as they said

you were the total opposite

it was what she wanted with you two, she has the freedom

you constantly argue w charlie over being a neglectful parent (character not irl)

she's very brave and courageous, and knows how to stay positive

you have personal beef w her parents bc they're such asses to her /hj

she loves guns.

she teaches you how to use guns as well

bonding time in the enclosure 🤞🤞🤞

she lived a short life but she's literally a part of you now

QUACKITY & TILIN

very sweet and caring but also chaotic and edgy

you showed her love and she CLUNG to you

"y/n is my favorite person, not you, pa"

they were always looking to give and receive love to/from everyone but quackity made it so hard for them

even after expressing being mad at quackity for not paying attention to them, they still loved him

shit broke your heart

he literally died bc of neglect from quackity bruh

constantly fighting w quackity over them being neglected :( (character not irl)

all they wanted was love man

you did your best to show her love and make memories with her since quackity clearly barely wanted to

quackity promised he'd be a better dad but uh...

towards the end of their life, they started getting depressed and stuff, you obviously noticed

you just laid on the floor with him, listening to all he had to say, just being there for him

anyways this is getting sad

they love you so much, tells you constantly that they love you and appreciate you

cutie patootie

JAIDEN & EMPANADA

em is very loving, instantly accepts you into the family, although a little cautious at first

you make her sweet foods all the time

absolutely loves you sm

always repays you with flowers or little treasures

"I got you flowers, ma/pa!"

she has a passion for baking with Niki, so sometimes you three (Niki and Em + you watching or burning the house down) have little baking days

jaiden just watching you guys be silly and do dumb shit like "I think I won with this one, guys"

you and jaiden spoiling the hell out of her LMAO

PHILZA & CHAYANNE

used to be more quiet but now talks a lot more

very energetic, your energies match perfectly

very responsible, looks over you if anything

he's always eager for adventure so you guys go explore often while phil and missa are busy

teaches you combat tricks and tips

literally a walking 'top 5 best combat tips and tricks' video I swear

he's very confident as well, likes to pvp with wooden swords with you

he always wins

you aren't even trying to let him win, he's just a god

I mean he's being raised by Phil and Missa so it makes sense LMAO

"I want pvp with y/n :("

"chayanne, they're not online, I'm sorry"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt preferences #mcyt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #quackity x reader #qsmp #qsmp x reader #qsmp sunnysideup #qsmp tallulah #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tilin #qsmp juannaflippa #qsmp empanada

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nqify · 1 year

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how about french kissing/sloppy/messy makeout hcs? i imagine quaritch would be all for claiming dominance through this lazy, languid energy

like, he'll take his time in kissing u, but he'll do in in the most spit and tongue-heavy way lmao. maybe lots of grabbing and snarling too?? 🤭🥹

BABY UR REQUESTS ARE SO FUCKING GOOD!!! THEY ARE IN MY DRAFTS AS WE SPEAK!! I think this gotta be my favourite one’!!

kissing headcanons. — miles quaritch ☆

pairings. na’vi!miles quaritch. fem!reader

content warnings. just making out. dirty talk. daddy kink. spit play. .

note. i loved writing this omg. I just know miles loves making out. Like who wouldn’t???

miles most definitely loves kissing you. it’s literally the next best thing after sex. his loves to feel you, be close to you, being connected to you. HE LOVES IT ALL!!

he’s so messy when he kisses, spit, salvia everything!! this man cannot keep himself clean. he just loves tasting you!!

let’s just say miles comes home from a tough day at work and just needs to kiss his baby. he is trying to find you, looking around everywhere.

“give daddy a kiss” and ofc u did!!!! just a lil peck and u pull away. HE IS WHINING!! “uh uh baby, I know u can do better then that”

now all of a sudden ur making out. he’d have u straggling him, your thighs spread apart and your hands wrapped around his neck.

headcanon miles to moan in your mouth while y’all are kissing. Like hear me out!! this man is getting so much pleasure while kissing you he just has to let out noise. So when you guys are rlly getting into it he’s all like, “mmm baby”, “a-ah shit”. Ur pussy is going crazy rn.

bc u likes making noise so much he will dirty talk to u while y’all making out. He’s a certified dirty talker OFC HE WILL. He’s exploring your mouth, tongue licking the sides of ur walls, lazily fighting for dominance. He’d pull away, looking into your eyes, “mama, ur gonna let me taste ur pussy next right?” he’s grinning. you rolls your eyes and lean in back to kiss him.

This MF just has to say smth. y’all literally just making out, thinking no sex is gonna be involved but oh no!!!! “fuck baby, u taste so good, gimme some more” like girl, u have to fuck him now?? or he’d be like, “ur so pretty when u let me do this mmm, u like when I kiss u like this baby???” yes I do!!!!!

lowkey loves it when ur on top of him while u guys make out. He gets more access to ur body and can control it more!! He’s gripping ur thighs, nails digging into you or he’d be grabbing your waist, making you grind down on his dick, “feel that baby?? yeah?? u feel this dick huh?” yes u do MFFFFF

fingering with def get involved if ur on top. His hands are wondering to ur panties, he slides them to the side and slowly rubs ur aching clit. ur whining girl. grinding on his hand and everything. HE LOVES IT! now YOUR letting out small whimpers while y’all kiss.

little noises like, “a-ahhh” or “f-fuck mmm” GIRL HE LOVES THAT. his fingers are now deep in ur pussy!! ur literally riding his hand at this point. You’d pull away from miles’ lips to get some air but this fucker don’t like that. “Uh uh baby, u gotta keep kissing daddy” and ur like fine!!!

or when ur riding him, bouncing up and down on his cock, crying out for him. he would take the time out of his day just to kiss you. Like ur getting into it, but no this fucker needs to kiss you. He’d grab your hair and pull you down to him, kissing you so gently. “ur so cute mama, letting me kiss u like this”

like when he’s pussy drunk he needs to kiss you. “baby pls, gimme a kiss, need it bad” and ofc now u gonna kiss him. The kiss is sloppy and messy. Spit is EVERYWHERE!!

speaking of spit, if miles is ever angry at you or punishing you he will spit in ur mouth before kissing you. “open ur mouth up for me ma” UR MOUTH IS HANGING OPEN. He spits in ur mouth and goes in for a kiss. He’s getting sloppy with it omg,

this is where it ties in that he’s a messy kisser. cuz this mf is. he has to have some spit involved. Seeing the spit string the connected y’all together while u guys pull away from eachother GETS HIM GOING. he loves seeing you all messy for him. Like just from kissing you??? one ticket to getting ur brainsFUCKED!!

He goes crazy when you guys kiss in missionary. He feels so connected to you, so close!! He’d have ur thighs pressed against your chest, looking down at u with a lustful intent. he’d awe at ur beauty!!! Ur hair messy, lips puffy and ur face distorted into pleasure. This dude wants to kiss u now!!!! he’d lean down, whispering into ur ear, “ur gonna let daddy kiss you right?? u wanna make him feel good mm?” Ur nodding ur head.

his lips connect ur yours, he’s kissing you with this lazy, languid energy. and ur loving it. the kiss is so deep and so soft. He can’t stop kissing you.

you’d be nearing your release and this fucker is still kissing you, “m-miles mmmm, need to mmmm c-cum mmm” you’d say in between kisses. now this mf does not pull away, his thrusts just become faster. y’all are both moaning and whining into each others mouth. MILES IS GOING CRAZY!!!

dude loves to kiss you while ur cumming. He just gets to hear ur pretty moans up close and personal. Like ur just whimpering into his mouth, shaking underneath him!! he’s like poor baby!!!

he’d eventually pull away but you would whine in response. “awe baby, u want another kiss??” yes U DO!!! “cmon mama, beg for it” GIRL WHAT!!!! “p-please daddy!! gimme kiss pls!!!” he can’t say no to u omg.

again, requests are close mls!!

#miles quaritch smut #miles quaritch x reader #colonel miles quaritch #miles quaritch #na’vi quaritch #na’vi smut #na’vi #avatar the way of water #avatar way of water #avatar 2 #avatar #avatar smut #jake sully smut #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you

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maginxlia · 1 year

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Starring Tokyo Revengers Men In ✰ Missing You

Cast Line Up Bonten! Ran, Rindou, Haruchiyo, Mikey, Kakucho, Hajime and Current Shuji

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary ✰ How the Men Mind and Body Reacts to you being Far from them! Powerful Sexy Men All needy for you Baby!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ran Haitani

✰ Ran is suffering every single minute he's far from you, His mind is plagued by thoughts of your soft lips and your beautiful pussy

✰ His Dick Just stays uncomfortably Hard in his Pants while he wishes you were with him on this Business trip

✰ He just can't wait to get home to fuck you and show you how much he missed you

✰ Got Him jerking his dick to pictures of you but he can't cum without your pussy squeezing down on him and he considers this a horrible sickness

✰ “Can't attend The Meeting, too sick” Ran mutters under the covers to Rindou and Sanzu, “Oh Pray Tell What's wrong with you now?” Rindou asks while crossing his arms. “Got Hypocumia.” Ran groans out in pain, “The Fuck is That?” Sanzu asks Mildy concerned as Rindou rolls his eyes. “ Lack Of Cumming because my babe is not here” Ran groans out again before Rindou pulls him out of bed onto the floor by his feet as Sanzu laughs his ass off

✰ Ran doesn't care what the guys think, in his mind he's awfully sick until he gets you back into his arms

✰ “Can you feel how much I missed you” Ran Groans in your ear while his Hard dick brushes against your thigh

Ran was fucking you in the backseat of your car in the parking lot of the airport, “ So fucking Glad I got your windows tinted” Ran grunted while rutting deep into you. You could feel every one of his veins on his dick bulge as he rammed into your soft walls

“Do you know the pain I went through without your pussy gripping me?? Can't wait to bust inside you, Have my cum dripping out of you while you drive me home” Ran groaned while rolling his hips hitting your G-Spot with each stroke. “ Look How much you're creaming on my dick! you missed this didn't you??” Ran teased as he pinched your nipples making you clench down on him

“Missed Every Inch of you baby” You moaned as you messed his hair up, “ Your dick is the only dick for me” you whispered in his ear making eyes roll while he fucked you so good your body shivered against the leather of your backseat

“Pussy taking My dick so hungrily. Pussy Made for me” Ran grunted as he dug deeper in you so that your toes curled up, “ Feel so Good Ran” You moaned in his ear as he kept up the pace of fucking you so good that your car was shaking

“Can feel your pussy Throbbing. You’re cumming already?? Tryna milk me dry?” Ran teased as you came hard around his dick. “ Fuck.” Ran groaned as your pussy firmly held his dick in making him cum deep inside your tender cunt before slowly pulling out

“Wait until we get home. Fuck you until I pass out” Ran Groaned while pulling your panties back up

Rindou Haitani

✰ Rindou is longing for your Kisses, Touch and the way your pussy milks him

✰ Not bringing you along on this trip was his undoing, Now his dick aching and his head swimming

✰ Rindou can't even sleep without you being beside him and to make it worse his dick won't stop being hard

✰ Jerking his dick to your photos doesn't help him, He needs your pussy to remedy this situation

✰ Got Him imagining your titties pressed up against his face when he's out with the guys, Ran and Sanzu is worried for him

✰ “The Fuck is up with your lil bro?” Sanzu asks while pouring himself another shot, “ Fuck. I don't even know. I believe he's thinking with his dick again” Ran laughs snapping Rindou out of his thoughts. “Haha Real fucking Funny” Rindou Grunts before leaving

✰ Just Know! he's going to fuck you like a beast when he finally gets back to you

✰ “Hope you're not planning to walk. Cause I'm going to fuck that pussy so good and bruise up those thighs that walking will be out of the question” Rindou groaned while pulling down your top to bury his face in your tits

Rindou couldn't keep himself from Groaning loudly as he rammed his dick deep into your pussy, “Don't know how much I missed this, Had My head fucked up thinking about you” Rindou Grunted before bringing your left Nipple into his warm mouth

“Missed this too Rinnie, Missed your thick dick” You moaned while you ran your fingers through his hair, Rindou had to slow his thrusts down because your pussy felt so good to him. “Fuck. Feels heavenly” Rindou groaned while he gave slow long strokes

His swollen dick felt so good stuffing your pussy that you had to bite your lip to suppress your moans making Rindou Hips Halt, “ Let the Neighbors hear how much you missed this dick” Rindou Grunted before pinching your thighs as he went back to fucking into you

He made sure you were gonna scream his name with the way his hips rutted into your soft walls. your pussy quivering with pleasure while you scream his name so loudly that you knew your voice was going to be hoarse

He fucked you so good that you forgot to tell him that you were close to cumming as he fucked you over the edge of ecstasy, Your orgasm hit you hard as your whole body shooked under him. “ Looks so pretty when your cumming” Rindou groaned as he fucked you through your high before painting your soft walls with his thick cum

“Not Done with this pretty pussy yet, Hope you're not too tired” Rindou Grunted while giving you shallow thrusts before bringing his lips down to yours

Haruchiyo Sanzu

✰ Heavens Bless the idiots who steps to Haruchiyo wrong when you're away from him

✰ Haruchiyos going crazy without you in his arms and on his dick. He won't hesitate to harm a fool now

✰ Your Naked pictures just tease him and make him so hard that he leaking precum like a facet

✰ got him fucking his fist every chance he gets chasing after some form of relief

✰ The mere thought of you has him daydreaming in Bonten meetings about you fucking or sucking him, Oh what he would do you to have you on your knees sucking him off right about now

✰ Haruchiyo is So On edge That Rindou and Ran are concerned for everyone's wellbeing

✰ “Damn Sanzu. More nuttier than usual ” Ran says under his breath while Rindou elbows him the ribs, “ Be Quiet Before you make him snap” Rindou whispers to his brother

✰ Haruchiyo can barely keep himself together when you come back to him

✰ “Gonna fuck you so hard that you'll be bed bound for days” Haruchiyo Groans while he grinds himself against you

Haruchiyo Had you on the cold marble floor of your foyer fucking into you with your legs on his shoulders as he rammed his dick deep in your cunt. “Left Me and Made me fucking crazy without you” Haruchiyo Groaned while he stared at you with crazed eyes. “ Pussy so fucking tight for me” He groaned brokenly

“Haru, I missed you too” you moaned while you brought his knuckles to your lips to kiss them before sucking on his thumb making him groan, “ So fucking perfect” Haruchiyo groaned before using his free hand to toy with your clit making your body jolt

“Feel Good Haru” You moaned while he worked your pussy over so well. “Want to make you cum, Miss feeling you cumming around my dick” Haruchiyo groaned while he stroked you just right that the tip of his dick was brushing your G-spot with every push of his hips

Haruchiyo's eyes studied your face as he took in the emotions you were giving to him, “ Looks so heavenly under me. Fuck.” Haruchiyo grunted while he pushed his dick deeper into your twitching cunt

“Can feel it. You're about to cum for me” Haruchiyo groaned while he kept fucking you in the same rhythm, “Cum for me babe” Haruchiyo said as you obeyed his words and got lost in your orgasmic high. Your pussy milked his dick while he tried his best to fuck you through your orgasm, “Fuck. Squeezing down on my dick so fucking Good” Haruchiyo groaned as his dick spurted thick ropes of cum inside you

Haruchiyo was shivering as he gave you two more thrusts before he pulled out of you and picked you off the floor, “ Gonna fuck you on the bed now’ Haruchiyo said while grinning at you

Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano

✰ Manjiro Having a very Hard time without you being beside him where you belong

✰ All his thoughts are consumed by you, He can't close his eyes to sleep without feeling your lips on his neck and pussy on his dick

✰ You Got one of the most powerful men in japan losing his grip on reality

✰ Him being without you got him pissed the fuck off, stress levels are up in Bonten until you return back to Manjiro's arms safely

✰ Sanzu is ever so busy now. How Many Men cried out in pain because Manjiro has to go without you? too many to count

✰ At this point, most of Japan is hoping you return as soon as possible before Manjiro rages

✰ Manjiro Going to get you out of your clothes quick as hell when his hands get onto you

“Miss me?? Hope you missed this dick cause I'm going to fuck that pussy until your walls have my dick imprinted in them” Manjiro whispers in your ear while cutting your clothes off with his knife

Manjiro Had you folded up on your bed as his dick enter in and out of you slowly, “ Sight alone is enough for me cum into that pretty pussy” Manjiro groaned before picking up the pace and fucking you just right. The pressure from being in this position and the visuals you were getting were enough to make your pussy pulsate

“Pussy Already throbbing? Guess you were going insane for me like I was for you” Manjiro groaned while he dug his feet deeper into the mattress. He gave your pussy deep rough strokes making your eyes roll back, “Who this pussy belong to? I'll stop fucking you if don't you force the right answer out of those pretty lips” Manjiro grunted

“ This Pussy is Manjiro Sano Pussy” You moaned as he continued fucking into you, “ You got that fucking right” Manjiro grunted as he spanked your thighs before he bought his fingers down to your slit to play your swollen clit making you scream out his name

Manjiro dick was finding your g-spot effortlessly while you could only moan incoherently under him, Your legs shaking uncontrollably as Manjiro fucked you silly. You were overwhelmed with pleasure as Manjiro's dick bullied your pussy so well that you couldn't stop your pussy from throbbing around his pretty dick

“Fuck. Greedy Pussy sucking me all the way in” Manjiro moaned while he enjoyed the feeling of you cumming around his dick, Your cunt was tugging him so good he couldn't keep his dick from cumming in you. Manjiro pushed his dick deeper before pulling you out of the position so he can lay on top of you

“Not Done With You Yet. I'm fucking you till the only thing you can think about is my dick” Manjiro Groaned before licking your neck

Kakucho

✰ Kakucho misses everything about you, From the way you smell to the way your lips feel on his lips

✰ He can't wait for this trip to be over with so he can have you back in his arms

It Doesn't help that his dick misses you a lot too, Kakucho finds himself hard whenever he thinks of your name or your pretty face

✰ How he strokes his dick while pretending it's your hand gliding up and down his shaft before you wrap those lips tightly around him

✰ He feels bad about touching himself while thinking about you in such a dirty manner but he needs you so badly

✰ He got to have you on top of him or he’ll lose his head

✰ The moment he gets back to your vicinity, he's gonna pull you on top of him

✰ “Missed you so much” Kakucho whispers in your ear while his fingers tug at your pants

Kakucho Had you on your back with your left leg up as he fucked up into you making you crazy on his dick, “You don't know how much I missed being one with you” Kakucho Grunted while he admired your face. Kakucho's Hands roamed your body, squeezing every part of you tenderly while his dick massaged your G-Spot

“Kaku, so good to me. So Pretty… Always loving me” You moaned into his ear while he kissed up and down your neck, Kakucho's strong hands softly held your tits while his fingers rubbed your nipples that you Mewled his Name. “ So Beautiful” Kakucho groaned while he repeatedly pushed his dick deep in you

Kakucho's dick pounded into your gummy walls making you tremble against him, “So tight, So warm” Kakucho groaned while he rolled his hips up into you so that his dick head was applying pressure to that spongy spot inside your pussy making you weep tears of ecstasy

Kakucho's dick and fingers worked you over so well that you were saying his name as your life depended on it, “ I love you so much” Kakucho groaned while wiping away your tears. “Can Barely live without you” Kakucho said as he dug deeper into your pussy

His words and the way he was fucking you made your pussy cum without warning, You could push an ahh through your lips as your orgasm blessed you. Kakucho kept up the pace as he fucked you through your bliss before he came inside of your pussy. “A Angel In my bed with me, I am blessed” Kakucho Groaned before kissing your lips

Hajime Kokonoi

✰ Hajime's Minds a mess, He can't even think straight when you're on the other side of the world

✰ His dick stays so hard that he feels dizzy and Heaven forbid he thinks about you, He feels like he's going to bust in his Gucci Pants

✰ Swears this Business Trip will be the death of him because he misses you so much

✰ Got him going to the restroom between meetings just to look at pictures of your pussy and to fuck his fist

✰ Haitani Brothers and Sanzu Making jokes at his expense

✰ “Bet You know how much everything in that restroom costs” Ran jokes while Rindou and Sanzu laugh, “ Haitani don't you have a report you need to be filing while you're monitoring how many times I go to the restroom?? Or do I need to audit your spending again?” Hajime ask while looking through his files making Ran quiet

✰ Oh How is Hajime Gonna make you pay for making him feel so needy

✰ “ You and That Pussy of yours been making me crazy. I'm fucking this pussy till my dick goes limp” Hajime groans while spanking your ass

Hajime didn't even have time to take his pants off before burying his dick in between your folds. Your pussy was so wet that your slick was getting on his Louis Vuitton Pants, “ Look at you making a mess on me. Telling by how wet this pussy is You must of miss me too” Hajime whispered in your ear as he gave you deep slow strokes from behind

“Mhmm” You moaned while he kept hitting deep inside your cunt, “Feels Good to be back in your pussy how much I missed you” Hajime groaned before putting his belt around your belly to pull you closer. “You're not gonna run away from this dick. Want to stay deep in you” Hajime moaned while keeping his grip on the belt

Hajime fucked you so good that you could touch heaven, his hips pounding up into your pussy making you scream his name. “Fuck. Koko so deep inside me” you moaned while trying to keep your back arched for him

“Dick making you lose your form? I know im fucking you good.” Hajime teased while he kept fucking you so deep that your legs were wobbling. He beat your pussy so good that you could feel that knot in you growing getting ready to snap

“Koko. I`m cumming Oh Lord I'm cumming” you moaned while your orgasm came down on you hard, Hajime didn't let up as continued to give you every inch of his dick before pulling out of you and stroking his dick.

“Lay Down On your back. I'm not done fucking you yet” Hajime groaned before spanking your ass

Shuji Hanma (Bonus)

✰ Shuji Hates to admit it but he's an addict for your touch

✰ You being away from him is making him nuts! Got Shuji feeling your body on his while he rests at night

✰ He's fiending for your pussy, Got him aching for a little taste of your sweet cunt

✰ Shuji Tugging on his dick desperately trying to cum but it's all for not, touching himself doesn't feel the same when he knows you're not around to lay that pussy on him

✰ Hell Even Kisaki Misses you because Shuji won't shut up about how much he needs to feel you around his dick

✰ “Dammit Man. Need them Like oxygen. Would do anything to just slide the tip in” Shuji says while cracking his knuckles while Kisaki rubs his temples

✰ When You finally come back home, Shuji’s gonna be all over you

✰ “Missed You so much. Gonna fuck that pussy till my balls are empty” Shuji groans before sucking on your neck

Shuji was fucking into you desperately on the couch while he tore open your blouse with his hands, “Shu, That was my favorite blouse” You whined as he pulled your tits free from your bra. “Don't cry baby, I'll buy you a new one.” Shuji grunted before taking your right nipple in his mouth

His hips snapped with precision as he hit his target with every thrust, his dick was finding that spot in you that made you a moaning mess with every stroke while his fingers rubbed circles on your clit making you forget about your blouse

“Pussy gripping me like you're afraid I'll pull out or something” Shuji teased before taking your left nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around your bud making you arch off the couch. “Shu. feels so fucking good” You Moaned as your fingernails dugs into his back

Shuji's dick was beating your pussy down as your eyes filled with tears of pleasure, You relished the feeling of his dick being inside your soft walls making you feel full. “ Fucking missed this, I know you did too” Shuji Groaned before sucking on your neck making your eyes roll and your pussy pulse

“Shu, So close Gonna cum” You moaned as your pussy began cumming on his dick so hard that your body was shaking, “ Shit. Gripping down on this dick” Shuji Groaned as your pussy pulled his cum from him as his thick cum pour into you

Shuji thrust into you a couple more times before pulling out of you and kissing your lips, “So fucking Hot” Shuji said as he watch his cum dribble out of you

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hellishjoel · 9 months

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desperate

2.2k / pairing: brat tamer!joel x f!reader

pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3

summary: After Joel abandons you for his fleshlight, you beg him to spoil you over the phone. (follow up to tease)

warnings/information: MA 18+ (minors DNI), no outbreak, brat tamer!Joel, cursing, phone sex (Joel instructs you), f masturbation, dirty talk, pet names (kitten, angel, etc.), degradation, Joel Miller knowing how to use do not disturb, slight angst if you squint?, praise kink, dom!joel and softdom!joel working in perfect unison here me thinks, mean!joel a little at the end but it's all a good time lol

A/N: part 3 in the works, Joel is a lil toxic but a lot more hot (hottoxic, y’know?)

"Don’t use that fuckin’ tone with me.” His scoff and degradation sent you in a spiral. It made your stomach clench the way he belittled you. You snuck your hand down the front of your sleep shorts, lips parting as you put your fingers through your slick. “Please, baby.” You whimpered, middle finger moving up to circle your throbbing clit in slow and methodical rotations. You heard him lengthen out some groans, grumbling something incoherent as you sighed impatiently. “Too late for me to come by you.” He finally decided, a frown piercing your lips. “Could help me over the phone?” You whisper, a pondering silence between you and Joel.

“Goodnight baby girl, thanks for the good cum. Needed it all day.”

What the hell?

Your phone fell onto your comforter before you plopped down beside it.

What the hell?

The tug between your legs landed in your lap within an instant. You watched him fuck his toy, fill it with rope after rope of cum. And then he thanked you.

You were the one that caused him to go off. He should be here, fucking you instead!

A lengthy whimper left your mouth, continuously flipping your phone over. Would he send another message? Another video?

Your mind raced endlessly, heart thumping in your chest.

Part of you wanted the upper hand, to act like the video didn’t affect you the way that it did. The other half of you wanted to fall to your knees at his front door and beg for him to fuck you good and fill you like he did his toy.

As you consulted your different options, Joel solved your problems for you.

When you looked down at your phone again, your eyes widened to the dark blue alert on the bottom of your and Joel’s messages.

☾ Joel Miller has notifications silenced

Your fingers were quickly on the keys, typing with ferocity before he potentially set his phone down for the rest of the night on his charger.

“really joel?”

Yes, notify anyway! Your fingers were practically stabbing at the cruel question. Yes you wanted to bother your douchebag boyfriend who was intent on not giving in to your desperations tonight.

You let out a puny whine. He just… couldn’t care less that he was leaving his girl high and dry.

You rolled your eyes and landed back on your bed, the warmth of your hand traveling up and down the expanse of your body in the absence of Joel’s.

No. He would be here tonight. You’d drive him up the wall crazy if you had to.

You’ve reached Joel Miller, of Miller Contracting. Uh.. leave a message. Thanks.

End Call. Redial. Voicemail. End Call. Redial. Voicemail. End Call. Redial-

“Christ, woman-” a satisfied smirk tugged on your lips once Joel finally picked up after your multiple unanswered calls. His velvet soft drawl was stoked rigid by his tiredness this late at night.

“Hi, baby.” You purr in excitement. You’re sitting up in bed eagerly now, his attention alone setting you on fire. It doesn’t help that he sounds so hot with his tired voice booming on the other line.

“Y’know what damn time it is?”

“Mmm, time for you to come over?”

This made him scoff.

“Time for me to hang up.”

“No, Joel-” You had totally lost your cool, your voice sounding frantic and desperate. Exactly what he wanted.

Joel’s voice on the other line was cold, silent. Waiting for you to beg for him. You let out a heartbreaking sigh and conceded.

“Joel, I need you.”

“T’what?”

You rolled your eyes and took a sharp inhale through the nose to stay calm. He was walking a fine line of your anger and desperation for him.

“I need you, baby.”

“Needed you too, earlier today.” Shit. His comebacks were as quick as a whip despite his tiredness. “Needed you when you acted too good to be give’n my cock ‘ny attention.”

“I’m sorryyy.” You whined, purposely elongating your apology.

“I’m sorryyyyy." Joel mocked. "Please. Don’t use that fuckin’ tone with me.” His scoff and degradation sent you in a spiral. It made your stomach clench the way he belittled you.

You snuck your hand down the front of your sleep shorts, lips parting as you put your fingers through your slick.

“Please, baby.” You whimpered, middle finger moving up to circle your throbbing clit in slow and methodical rotations.

You heard him lengthen out some groans, grumbling something incoherent as you sighed impatiently.

“Too late for me to come by you.” He finally decided, a frown piercing your lips.

“Could help me over the phone?” You whisper, a pondering silence between you and Joel.

He really doesn’t have to help you. You teased him all day long and left him with no choice but to take out his needs on his fleshlight. Thinking about him sending that video was sort of hot. He knew he owned your ass. He knew the effect it would have on you.

Despite teasing him all day long, he knew it was all for him at the end of the day. Joel wasn’t an idiot. You acted like that to get a rise out of him, to make him fuck you into shape and to rid you of your attitude. You were both into it.

This was no different. Over the phone and just as desperate for him, you intensified the flick you had around your clit.

“You really don’t deserve shit, baby.” His voice had dropped an octave, the velvet smooth tired southern drawl cooing into your ear.

“I know…”

“Don’t deserve a goddamn thing.”

“I know…”

“So why are you fuckin’ touchin’ yourself?”

Your eyes went wide, your heart thumping louder, and your motions pausing on your clit which elicited a mewl from the back of your throat.

“I-”

“You what?”

You were breathless, clenching your eyes closed before your fingers continued feverishly faster.

“I-I Joel-... I watched the video and-”

“And you were wishin’ that was you gettin’ your fill? But instead you’re alone, without my tongue tastin’ that pretty little pussy.”

His words and filth had your back arching off the bed, jaw dropping as your head dug back into your pillows. Your taut nipples hardened under the soft cotton of your shirt. The hand not in your sleep shorts came up to gently tweak over them while you pressed the phone between your ear and shoulder. The attention on your tits sent a tingle down to your cunt.

Your lack of answer was enough for Joel. He knew you were touching yourself dirty.

“Tell me what you’re doin’ baby.” His voice rumbled like loose gravel.

You hummed sweetly, your eyes barely able to stay open.

“I-I’m touching my clit, Joel, p-pretending it’s you.”

“Take’em off. Mean it.”

He’s not even here, but he’s bossing you around. Despite his nonexistent presence besides a sick voice over the phone, you opt into his little game.

“Okay.”

“You’re hands ‘re off?” “Mhm. Promise.”

“Good girl, baby.

A shaky sigh left you, your legs doing slight trembles since you had to force yourself to stop touching your aching core.

“Why don’t you give yourself two fingers.” Joel’s voice had only gotten more sultry-filled, authoritative with his demands.

Your lips parted to hear him assure that you could finger yourself.

You opted to lay your phone on your chest and put your call with Joel on speaker phone so you could pretend he was here.

Your eyes dipped closed as you slowly plunged two fingers into your soaked entrance. Joel could hear your littles hisses and whines, having to thrust your fingers into yourself a few times before being able to sink deeper.

You felt like you were on the verge of tears, pent up frustration and wishing Joel was here to take care of you.

Your jaw jutted out to the side, a shaky sigh leaving you before you worked your fingers in and out of you slowly. Joel would want you to enjoy yourself, no time for tears.

“You with me, baby?”

“Mhm, with you, Joel.” Your voice was kitten purring, your long lashes resting on the tops of your cheeks as your wrist moved with ease to pump your cunt full of your fingers.

“I can hear you baby, sounds so fuckin’ pretty hearin’ that pussy gettin’ your attention.” His words made your head roll to the side, shaky whimpers and moans eliciting louder from you as your body writhed in your bed, your sheets getting messed up in the process.

Your hips were grinding up into your hand, begging for more instruction.

“Wish that was me, huh?”

A breathy sigh left you, causing your phone screen to fog over.

“Of course, Joely.” You whimpered as you used that nickname he hated, curling your fingers inside of you now and crying out his name as if he was the one pleasuring you.

“Your fingers could never match how I feel inside ‘f you, huh?” That nagging feeling of wanting to cry came back at his words. You wished you weren’t a brat today, you wished Joel’s cock was parting you in two instead of your measly fingers.

Your lips pouted before letting out a moan, licking your lips and swallowing a lump in your throat.

“No one feels as good as you, Joel, not even- fuck, not even my fingers.”

You disregarded his directions, your thumb nuzzling your clit as you massaged the spongy wall deep inside of you Joel knew perfectly well. Feeling your thumb graze your clit every so often elicited an eager mewl from the depths of your throat.

“Put the damn phone by your cunt so I can hear, baby.”

Your jaw dropped at his filth, Joel wanting to hear your juices slosh against your fingers in desperation. Your free hand shakily moved the phone by your hip, pursing your lips in concentration. Your euphoria was close.

You hated that his voice sounded farther away now, but you wanted Joel to hear how wet you were for him.

“‘S right, baby, so fuckin’ wet… fuck, sounds so fuckin’ pretty.”

His growls made your walls clench desperately around your fingers.

“T-Three, Joel, please baby,” you begged, your chest heaving.

“Think you can take three?” His snarl was sharp like a jaded stone.

Your eyes clamped closed, jaw dropping as your hips rutted into your hand again and your head was thrashing as it filled with heat.

“I-I think I can,” you bit down on your bottom lip and tried to wait for his directions, wanting to wait for Joel to tell you it was okay.

“Add a third baby, fuckin’ pound yourself.” His permission was all you needed.

Broken moans of his name tumbled out of your mouth, his absence obvious but in your hysteria of horniness, it was warranted.

You slipped in a third finger, eyes rolling back again at the stretch. Your pace had to slow down for a few moments to allow for the intrusion but fuck, it was almost as nice as Joel felt.

You lost your words at that point, your throat dry as you continued to pump yourself full, curling your fingers inside of you just right as your arousal made your hand sticky.

You pleaded his name, shaky and desperate as your thumb continued to mindlessly flick and circle at your clit.

You wondered if his hand was around his cock, pulling an orgasm from himself while he listened to you get off. The idea made you even wetter. The top inside of your thighs were sticky and glistening with your arousal, panting like a damn dog in heat with how badly you wanted to cum.

But you had to wait, let Joel guide you.

Tears stung your waterline, wishing he was here, wishing he would take care of you. You didn’t want to pull a stunt like this again if you weren’t prepared to pay for the consequences of his absence.

“C-Can’t-”

“Yes, you can, kitten,”

“Can’t finish without you,” you whimpered, your walls fluttering again as your stomach tugged eagerly to release.

“Want you to finish, now, no need to torture yourself. You were bein’ a cunt today, but I think you learned your lesson. D’you learn your lesson?”

You let out a moaning sob as your cunt clenched eagerly, nodding relentlessly into the pillow as if he could see you.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” You cried out, grinding your core into your hand, going as deep as your fingers could allow. One last swipe to your clit and it was all gushing over you like a flood.

You panted breathlessly, your phone slipping off your hip. Your motions slowed until they stopped completely, the only sound in the room being your breaths that were trying to relax.

Your shaky free hand reached for your phone, reached for Joel.

“Baby?” You whimpered, wiping a stray tear of desperation off your face.

“I’m here, angel.” You were his angel, coming back down to Earth from heaven as you closed your legs once you removed your hand. Your fingers were sticky, usually he’d lick them clean for you.

“Fingers all cummy?” He could read your mind.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, pulling your digits apart to watch your slick stick together in desperate strings.

You could hear the way his lips curled up in that little half smirk he did. “Why don’t you send me a video of you lickin’ ‘em clean. I’d love to see you right now.”

You stayed on the call with them as you switched to your camera, angling the phone above you as you licked your cum covered fingers clean and smiling sweetly. You sent it off and bit your lip, wanting to hear his reaction.

He made a short little chuckle on the other end, a satisfied sigh leaving you.

“‘M sorry about today, thank you for helping me.”

“You’re welcome, angel. I already have an idea in mind for how you can make it up to me.” Your eyes went blank. Shit. Was not being filled up by him tonight not torture enough?!

“Goodnight, sweet girl. Thanks for lettin’ me hear ya.”

“G-Goodnight, Joel.” You whispered, the phone call clicking to an end as you breathlessly stared at the ceiling. What did he have in mind?

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alien-magnolia · 1 year

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My heat’s here (Jake sully)

Fic description: Navi mating ritual, heat/pheromones/omegaverse, dom! Jake Sully, sub/fem!omaticaya reader, breeding kink, manhandling, sir kink., jealousy, 18+ MDNI

“My mate. Now that you are fully Na’vi, I gotta warn you about somethin’,” Jake says to you, as the two of you lay on the grass, your head on his chest, his arms snug around you.

“Hmm?,” you stir, too busy reveling in the warmth of his chest. “Your heat, babygirl,” Jake says to you, gently. You lift your head off his chest for a moment, looking up at him inquisitively. “What’s that?,” you ask, with such innocence. Jake swore that your innocence drove him crazy sometimes. He sighed, thinking to restrain himself. He knew he would not be able to once your heat arrived.

“Well, think of it as a period, one that you got when you used to be human. But this time, you’re just very turned on, and you got a lot of these pheromones around you,” he explains. “So it will affect you, ma Jake?” “Yes. I’ll try not to be too rough with you, babygirl. Don’t wanna hurt your pretty lil’ body,” he coos at you, and you hum contently, laying your head back down on his chest. Your tails intertwine as you both watch Pandora’s moon rise on a hill atop of the forest canopy.

Days later, your heat arrived as expected. You woke with the rising sun shining through your hut, and you would usually welcome the sun, it was one of Eywa's great creations. However, today it burned your eyes, your head hurt, you felt a pain in your body. At first you thought you were sick. But then you felt it — the intense need for cock. Your Jake’s cock.

Your womb was empty, just waiting to be filled!! You croak out, “Ma Jake. Where are you? Need you…,” you trail off. You began to worry. Where was he? Did he leave you, did he not need you anymore? You rise up off your sleeping mat, and begin to pace around the hut.

Your worries were satiated by Jake’s arrival. “Just for some breakfast for us, babygirl,” he shouts as he walks through the little doorway (made of bark of course!) His expression and demeanor changes once he sees you, once he smells your sickeningly sweet pheromones. You see that look of aggressive, predatory, lust in his dilated yellow pupils.

You’ve never seen him walk over to you this quick. His calloused hand reaches over to you, cupping your cheek, while his other hand steadies you, as you begin to lose your balance.

“Baby. You’re heating up,” he says with concern, attempting to restrain himself, although his eyes told otherwise. “Ma Jake…what is happening to me?,” you cried out. “Your heat, babygirl. Told you it would come soon. Don’t worry. Gonna help you out. Gonna take care of my mate,” he whispers to you, pulling you in for a gentle kiss. He leads you over to the bed, helping you lay down on it. You could tell — he was restraining himself. It looked like he wanted to devour you — you hoped that he did.

He’s on top of you, towering over you like a God. His lips meet yours, his forehead close with you only soothed the ache in your womb for just a bit. You needed more. You reach on to grab onto his muscular arms. “Ma Jake…please. Need you. Hurts. It hurts,” you wail out. “Tsaheylu, please,” you whisper to him. He immediately obliged and brought his braid over to yours, connecting the two. You felt amazing, you felt his body, mind and soul.

“I know, sweetie. Know it hurts. Can feel it. Gonna…fuck. Take care of you,” he almost growls, and then uses his strength to flip you over onto your stomach, his hands squeezing and kneading your thighs, your waist. “So fuckin’ glad no other Na’vi men can smell you right now… gonna show them who you belong to,” he almost growls out. Your heat just made him so possesive!! You feel his torso on your back, and before you know it, you feel his fangs digging into your shoulder. You squeal a bit, his sharp fangs digging into your soft shoulder! “Don’t move,” he hisses, one of his hands moving back to reposition you.

You mewl and moan as he trails kisses all over your shoulder, your back, and one of his hands comes up to lift you by the neck, just a bit. “You gonna be good f’me babygirl?,” he asks, his tail erratic, his eyes and soul burning for you.

“Yes, ma Jake. Please,” you breathe out. “Yes, what,” he says, lowly, with a bit of a hiss. You loved it when he hissed, it was so scary and yet attractive! “Yes, sir,” you murmur, ashamed that your heat-induced brain forgot to call him by his title in the bedroom. “S’okay, babygirl. All that heat got you a little dumb, huh? That’s okay. Don’t need to think on my cock,” he chuckles, almost patronizing in a way. That little comment was accompanied by a few slaps on your ass. You liked the pain :) especially from the rough hands of your Jake.

Your pussy is just clenching on nothing at this point. Your ass is red, tail against his torso, you were just grinding up onto him at this point.

“Ma Jake!!,” you scream at him, you wanted his cock, you wanted it SO badly!! His blue hand teases you again, running down your abdomen. He lifts himself off of you, two hands on your hips, positioning you.

You finally feel a twinge of clarity as you feel his hot, soft cockhead slip past your folds and into your warm pussy. You moaned again, you just wanted him deeper and deeper!! “Fuck. My girl, sucking me in…,” he grunts, as you begin to feel his rhythmic thrusts, his skin slapping against yours, his heavy balls dragging against your slit!!

“Ma Jake, deeper, please, sir… you moan out. He listens, his soft tip lightly grazing your g-spot, you feel his cock pulsating and twitching inside you, it just turns you on so much!! You squeeze tighter and tighter around him. You feel his veiny hands trail around your front to grip at your soft breasts momentarily, before returning to their guiding place on your hips, his grip so tight on you. Oh Eywa — he was strong.

“Feel you squeezin’ me, princess. Tell me what ya want. Go on,” you hear his deep and a bit slurred voice above you. He must have been absolutely delirious by how tight you were around him. “Want your knot, ma Jake…please,” you whisper out in a breathy moan. He smirks above you, a wide, predatory smile that has his fangs baring. You hear his chuckle, Eywa, you always loved how deep his voice was.

“Stay still, babygirl. Gonna give you my knot, gonna - fuck, make you mine, gonna fill you up,” he barely moans out, he was so close, you felt it. You both came at the same time, you were seeing white, hot pleasure, he was seeing the same. It felt just as if it was an intense experience connecting to Eywa.

You started crying after you came around. You felt so at peace with his thick knot buried inside you. You also just felt so loved by him, that tears were natural at this point. You realized he must have turned you around in your haze, you now laying on top of his chest, while he was on his back. He notices your tears.

“What is it babygirl? What’s gotcha upset?,” he asks, you can feel his concern through tsaheylu. “Just. Just. You make me feel so complete, ma Jake. This heat was frightening, but not with you. You took away some of that pain, ma Jake, I see you,” you whisper to him, watching his big yellow eyes closely for a reaction.

He smiles back at you, his eyes soft and loving. “Anything for my mate, my world. I’d die for you, babygirl,” he says to you as he pulls you closer for a sweet, long kiss. There was no better feeling on all of Pandora than being wrapped up in your mate’s arms, laying with him, all protected and loved, (and stuck on his nicely sized cock and knot)!!

a/n: will probably make a part two, where Jake gets his rut :) enjoy hehe

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