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boykissr · 2 years

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LOVE(SICK)

tighnari x gn!reader

cw : ooc , kissing (ew) , suggestive themes , unedited

an : come get yalls juice , part two of this fic. i felt strangely scandalous writing this

tighnari leans in, and you close your eyes, waiting for him to press his lips to yours. however, that moment doesn't come. instead, tighnari presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, before standing up.

"sorry, love, but no kisses until you're all better. got that?"

your jaw drops, and your expression contorts into one of great indignation - you can't fathom that your loving boyfriend would do such a thing! not to mention addressing you with such an affectionate term just a moment before; your stomach will fill with butterflies if you think too long on it, so you try not to.

tighnari, the great traitor, merely chuckles at your betrayed expression before announcing that he needs to take his leave.

"ah- i really am sorry, but i need to go meet up with [name] to review the details for tomorrow's patrol. i love you, and don't go anywhere, okay?" he says with a soft smile, fully aware that you don't have the strength to move from the bed.

he leaves before you can reply.

it's stopped raining when tighnari returns to your cabin, sumeru rose in hand. the purple petals are still wet with remaining dew, and it shimmers faintly under the warm glow of the light overhead.

"here; a beautiful flower for my infinitely more beautiful lover." he hands it to you with utmost care. you narrow your eyes.

"what are you trying to do?"

he hums. "hmm... next question. have you drank any of the medicine like i reminded you to?"

you let out an unintelligible grunt, bringing the rose closer to your face to get a better whiff of it's pleasant scent. and to avoid the question. tighnari isn't having any of it.

"even though i set up a humidifier to help with your breathing, taking the medicine is still crucial to your recovery."

with still no response from you, he sighs, moving a hand to massage his temples.

"if you take your medicine, i'll give you a kiss."

that immediately makes you perk up, quickly shifting your attention from the flower to your boyfriend.

"oh? you don't normally go back on your word."

"well," he drawls, "i figured it was the only way to get you to cooperate; and since cooperating means a faster recovery, i did what i had to do."

you give him a look. "you make it sound bad."

he raises an eyebrow, exasperation plastered all across his face; "it's not like kissing a sick person is exactly sanitary..." he trails off at that, and you can see the gears turning in his mind.

"hold on, i think i have an idea."

it's your turn to raise an eyebrow, however, tighnari doesn't seem to notice.

picking up the bowl of medicine, tighnari lifts it to his lips, locking eyes with you from the side he as tips it, letting the medicine pour into his awaiting mouth. you can't help but focus on the drops that have escapes his lips, slowly dribbling down to his chin.

then, he turns to you. setting the bowl aside, he hastily moves towards your form on the bed. you quickly sit up, just in time, as he lifts a knee up onto the bed for balance, almost straddling you.

tighnari smoothly cups your cheeks, palms spread wide, and kisses you; hard. so hard that you're forced to lean back and place your hands on the mattress behind you in order to not fall over.

softly, fleetingly, he bites your bottom lip. you open your mouth gladly, and only then do you notice the liquid medicine he's slipped past your lips. though, as he slips his tongue in your mouth, and as medicine and saliva mix to slip down both your chins, you can hardly find it in you to care. you did get your kiss, after all.

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colemorrison · 10 months

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HELLO!!! YOUR WRITING IS JUST- I CANT EVEN FIND WORDS!! I was wonder if you could write a Larry x reader where he's slightly high and when he sees you headbanging all he can think about is you giving him head! Only if your comfortable with that of course! Thank you!!

But I feel the way you stare.

Guys I want Larry so bad omfg.

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It was one joint you both were a little high, not enough to make an impact just enough to highten however you were feeling. In Larry’s case he suddenly realised how attracive you looked, banging your head to some sort of Sanity’s Fall song. He forgot about his crush on you in the mixed of getting high at some point, he watched as you laughed at yourself.

“So like.. are you into dudes?”

You paused turning to him with a bright blush, you turned down the music and slid onto the couch next to him.

"I mean.. Sometimes."

The mumbled word made Larry's face lighten and his smile be replaced with a smirk, his hand reaching out to your cheek.

"You're acting like you want me to blow you."

He rolled his eyes, spreading his legs further and letting his head fall back onto the couch.

"You do don't you?"

"Look it's not my fault man."

You two had kissed sometimes, maybe even made out a few times but it never went any further. His hand moved from your cheek, running over the scars he knew lied there. You had come out when you first got high with him, the words being practically screamed out because your nerves were through the roof.

"You know, I'm not asking this of you because I think you're a girl right?"

"That sounds like you're saying girls give better head."

You played of your embarrassment better when you were high but Larry knew all the buttons to push. His hand shot out to grab your thigh and pull you to straddle his lap, one leg in between his.

"Is.. Somebody going to walk in?"

He didn't respond, it was possible but he was dying for some sort of relief, he softly rutted against your leg.

"Come on, even if you don't just stay here."

It was pretty, watching someone who could be so dominate fall down when he gave up the control. You moved one hand to grasp the back of his neck to shove his lips into yours, while the other moved to run over his covered chest.

"You really got your nipples pierced."

"Who.. did you take me for? A pussy?"

He moaned in between words, biting at your lips, his piercing brushing against the roof of your mouth as his tongue traced your teeth. You moved to slip his shirt over his head, immediately leaning down to press your tongue and teeth to his chest. It felt nice to actually see the body he hid behind that Sanity's Fall t-shirt, he was skinny but he had some muscle.

“Larry let go.”

You mumbled as you slid to get on your knees between his spread legs his hand's trembled against your hair.

“Please.”

His words were muttered as he pulled your hair softly, the way your lips pressed into his thighs made his lips quiver. He watched as your fingers slid into the waistband of his pants, Larry’s hands had a strong grip on your hair as he whimpered.

“Didn’t know getting high would make you this sensitive.”

“Please.. touch me.”

The noises he made, showed how much he had melted into your hands. You pulled his pants off and gently tongued over him while his boxers remained, the stars Larry saw made him moan out. His voice was shaken and there were small tears dripping down his cheeks, he wad thrusting his hips up into your tongue, craving for some kind of release.

“Please.”

You slid his boxers off and smirked when his back arched, he looked so pretty when he subbed.

“Don’t thrust.”

The command made Larry tremble but he nodded, trying to keep his hips still, he couldn’t stop whimpering as you played with his tip. Sure he’d rub one out every once in a while but that was his hand, something he wad used to. Now he had your tongue pressed against his slit, your lips slowly coming around to engulf his dick.

“I, don’t know.. How long i’ll last.”

He whined in between words, arching his back once again when you started to bob your head. Larry, the puddle in your hands was moaning like some sort of pornstar, it was beautiful. Unfortunately it didn’t last as long as either of you would’ve liked.

“Im, gonna. please”

He muttered gripping your hair harder as he came, painting your mouth. He let go of your hair, ruffling it as an apology for pulling so hard.

“We should get high together more often.”

“Who says I’m gonna blow you again.”

#sally face fanfiction #larry johnson #larry x reader #male reader #ftm reader #cause i said so #i love this man #i wanna kiss him so bad #this also has hcs in it #larry johnson x reader

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puppysirie0-0 · 4 months

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"Will You Take My Hand, Dear?"

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova x Lantsov!Reader

Warnings: Mostly fluff that alludes to smut that'll be in the next chapter with a dollop of angst

Chapter 2 of "The Bunny and It's Shadow"

You take Aleksander's hand as he leads you into the hall, belongings in hand. You watch in disbelief as you pass by all the bodies on the floor, unsure if they're dead or just knocked out. Either way, you can't bring yourself to wrap your head around the idea of Aleksander doing something like this. Risking everything that he's fought, scraped, and crawled for, to make sure he could be safe, to make sure his Grisha were safe.

You feel guilty. Why would he take that chance? The chance of everything falling apart, for someone he knew for such a short time. He had lived countless lives, worn various names, but what you hadn't known is that he hadn't loved anyone in those lives. At least not since her. Not since Luda.

Of course Aleksander had told you about Luda. The same night he talked of his past, he gave you his explanation, told you his reasoning for each individual cautious step he took to get here. Told you every ounce of pain that shot through his heart, as the king's guard shot through her's.

What you don't understand is why he would jeopardize all of his progress, possibly even risk war, for someone he's known for a mere 3 years compared to his comparably much, much longer life. You had talked about your insecurity of the time you had spent together and what it meant to him. How you felt that when you inevitably began to grow older, you would longer have any appeal. That he would cast you aside for a younger, prettier girl.

Or maybe he would think you were too much work. Your constant need for affection and clingy nature, he might some day find annoying. That you're broken to an extent that he didn't want to put the effort into. That you would be left heartbroken and alone, like you had been a majority of your childhood.

He promised every single time that he would never do such a thing, that he would find a way for you to live a longer life. But your insecurities and fears always found a way to shine through.

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Before you could pull yourself from your haze of self-doubt and fear, Aleksander cut through it. He always found a way to get to you when you were upset. Whether it be drowning in your minefield of thoughts or simply upset about what happened in the real world. Your current events being evidence of the ladder.

He squeezed your hand in reassurance, somehow knowing that you're sinking into the quicksand of your mind. As you walk out, into the frigid weather Aleksander leans over to whisper to you, "Ivan, Fedyor, and some other Grisha are in the woods. I didn't want to risk anyone's lives but my own. I much prefer them helping from a distance granted our location."

As soon as you're in sight Fedyor smiles and waves at you. Ivan standing beside his husband, with his usual cold demeanor. Once you're in arm's reach though, Ivan is quick to wrap a kefta around your shoulders, asking you, "Are you okay?"

You're quick to ease his worry and wrap your arms around Fedyor. Always comforted by the pair ever since they figured out that you and Aleksander were more than just ‘kind acquaintances' . Fedyor reciprocates your hug, meeting your need for affection from him with a similar need of his own.

Aleksander patiently waits behind you as you greet the small group of Grisha that had accompanied him. Once you turn back to him he's already staring at you with eyes that you can only describe as absolutely lovestruck. As he admires you with a small smile, he tells you, "Let's get on the road, Milaya." Your cheeks slightly flushing as he used the pet name in front of anyone other than Genya, Ivan, or Fedyor.

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You ride on Aleksander's horse on your way to your wedding venue. After multiple hours, you were out of Fjerda, everyone was exhausted, and the horses needed a much deserved break.

You set up camp for the night slinking into Aleksander and Your's shared tent. Although you're far from Fjerda, the weather was still quite chilly. As a result you were quick to snuggle under the blankets of your shared cot. It was a good few minutes before Aleksander arrived, coming to bed and pulling you close to him.

With your time away from each other, Aleksander couldn't stand another minute away from you. Every minute, every second, that ticked by where you weren't by his side made him antsy. He held you like you were the only thing precious to him in the world, because you were. You meant more to him than any title, he would risk anything and everything for you. He would scour any place, any country you could be in. He would burn the world down till it was ash if that's what he needed to do in order to find you.

When you tell him about your insecurities and how you feel like you aren't worth certain things, it hurts him. It hurts him emotionally and physically pains him. He has never loved anyone since Luda, that was until you. You had shone bright like a star in the night sky, a beam of light in the depths of his shadows.

He loved you with the entirety of his heart and soul. He would give you the world, make it kneel at your feet if that's what you wanted. You were everything to him, and he wished that his love for you was enough to prove that. That it scared him when he thought of you passing away. That he would lose his little star and be shrouded in darkness again, cold and alone.

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When you awoke in the morning, Aleksander was gone, but you heard his muffled voice outside the tent. You sat there as you listened to the best of your ability, until Aleksander opened the tent to presumably lay back down with you. Obviously shocked by your consciousness, he asks you, "How'd you sleep?"

"Oh I don't know, I guess I kind of missed you," you teased back at him. He seemed to understand that you were joking and that you actually did miss him dearly. He leans over you and pecks your lips before he turns away from you as he talks, "We need to get back on the road soon, I only paid the officiant for today."

You shoot up before you start getting dressed, remembering today is your wedding.

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You quickly get ready and are on the path to the venue, the venue Aleksander still won't tell you about. Around noon you arrived there, and by 4 you were getting married. You wore a lavender dress with embroidered sage green vines, one of the first gifts Aleksander had given you.

You felt pretty and Aleksander confirmed the fact. At the altar he stood in a kefta that you can only assume Genya made for him. It was his signature black kefta, with lavender embroidery instead of its usual black.

As you exchanged vows in front of your best friends and to the love of your life, you felt tears welling in your eyes. A few days before, you thought that you'd be meeting a different man at the altar, a stranger. But here you were in a small town in the middle of Ravka, marrying the man you never fathomed you'd be able to, during one of the most gorgeous sunsets you'd ever seen.

Aleks looked at you in question as he asked, "Will you take my hand, Dear? Will you let me drag you down into the shadows and depths to love with my entire being?" You could only answer him with a kiss, unable how to answer with words. As you kissed your husband it was filled with love and unsanctioned want. You opened your eyes to see Aleksander's eyes widen with amazement as he looked above your heads. You swiftly looked up to see stars intertwining with Aleksander's shadowy tendrils.

He looked down at you and said, "You-You're a Star Summoner. You're Grisha."

You looked around at your small group of Grisha, including Fedyor and Ivan who were staring at you with both shock and complete awe. They all fell to their knees as they looked at you, them all saying the same phrase, "Sankta Y/N"

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Aleksander grabbed your wrist amplifying your new found powers, and pulled you over to where they had set up camp. He got tired of dragging you along, as he was much faster than you could keep up with, so he picked you up bridal style carrying you the rest of the way.

Once you were inside your shared tent, Aleksander set you down on your cot. Though he practically threw himself at you in a much less graceful and much more hungry, lust-filled manner. He leaned over you before he smashed his lips to yours, you meeting the kiss with equal vigor. He nipped and bit on your bottom lip before slipping his tongue into your mouth.

You didn't pull away until absolutely necessary. As you both pant, trying to catch your breath, you heard him whisper, "We can live together forever now."

Your heart swells with the admission, the fact that you were Grisha and you would never lose Aleks. That he would be by your side for as long as you both lived. You reply to him, "You're right my love, I'll never have to leave you now." You were too happy to recognize the anger you had towards your parents for hiding this, and also honestly you’re a little preoccupied.

Aleksander slowly starts kissing down your body with a tenderness you had not expected. He kisses every inch of your skin, and all your insecurities and worries melt away. You knew you loved him and he loved you, you knew this was going to be forever, even if nothing else was.

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A/N

Hey guys! This is the second chapter of Aleksander Morozova series, I'm writing this while collaborating with @lost-tothe-centuries! I had some pretty good response and engagement in the first chapter, so here you go! I hope you guys enjoy! Also, always remember that my DMs and requests are always open if you wanna talk. Love y'all! Mwah!

#aleksander morozova x reader #aleksander morozova #i wanna kiss him so bad #i love his face and he's so adorable i swear

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crabonfire · 10 months

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TSSM DOC OCK WITH TALL (average) S/O WHO USES HEIGHT ADVANTAGE TO FLUSTER!!

Pre and post octofication? If possible?

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Hope this is ok!

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ALSO I love pre accident otto he’s so cute :(

last note, I wanted to add some uh, tiny, tiny TINY bits of lore between the two of you in the pre octofication, just to make it more interesting :D!

warnings: none, fluff :)

♡Otto Octavius♡

- He was always a pretty insecure man in terms of how he’d look, (and his personality too aw man) he always saw his body as something he wasn’t proud of. People under minded him for it, especially at work. Which is why he was surprised to find out you really liked him. When you had asked him out he asked multiple times with a red face, “Y-You’re joking!” or “Did someone put you up to this?”

But when you smiled at him so genuinely, shaking your head no and telling him you liked him…he felt like he was going to burst.

- When you two started dating, he found it a bit hard to make eye contact for very long. For he found that he’d get lost in your eyes, mesmerized by you completely. He was a shy man, and he never spoke his mind much when it came to how you made him feel. He was always quite flustered with you.

When you realized this, you started to use it to your advantage.

- On one occasion, he was in his office, typing away and sorting through files on his latest project. After hours of working he had finally stepped out to get a drink from the kitchen. You decided to try and stall him a little, maybe convince him to take a break. You had him backed up to a wall, hand resting beside his head, as you leaned down to his face. His cheeks are as red as tomatoes, looking at you mouth agape and eyes widened. You can’t help the smirk that forms on your face, eyes gazing at him intensely.

“Otto.”

“Y-Yes?”

You tilted your head a bit, blinking, still staring at him. The tension is killing him, your so close he can feel you breathing.

“Take a break hon, you’ve been cooped up in that desk for so long…”

He huffed, looking awkwardly at the floor. “Oh, I mustn’t…it’s I-important I finish this..” you took your hand, taking his chin to face you again. You frowned slightly, “But I miss you. Just one break, please?” He blinks, his lips quivering trying to find the voice to deny you. He swallows, “W-Well…I guess one break w-wouldn’t hurt.” He mutters. You smile at him, leaning in to kiss him, which he immediately returns. When you pull back you can see the slightly disappointed look on his face. You quickly step back with a whole different mood, grinning at him. “Great! Come sit with me, I was watching a movie.” You walk over to the couch, leaving him speechless as his heart doesn’t stop its pounding.

He’s flustered, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stands there wondering what the fuck just happened to him.

- He found himself in this situation many times, pinned to a wall or how your head rested on-top of his with arms wrapped around him, engulfing him in a hug.

And every single time he couldn’t help the red that’d seep to his cheeks, the racing of his heart and and the wanting to drop everything he was doing to look up at you all day.

Oh yeah, he has to look up when he talks to you. It’s adorable 😭

♡Doctor Octopus♡

- No longer has he have to suffer the neck pain of looking up at you, because now… HE HAS HIS OCTOPUS ARMS!!

- But on the rare occasion where he’s just standing like a normal guy, you always take your chance to try and fluster you like you did before. This time, he’s not so shy about his feelings.

- You’d have him pinned against a wall just like before, it was difficult to get into this position but you did.

“Hey doc.”

He smirks, “What’s this, Y/N?”

You mirror his smirk, “What ever do you mean, Doc? I’m just, having a conversation with you.”

He chuckles, shaking his head and looking up at you with tinted cheeks. “I see. My apologies, I just never considered being pinned to a wall was a way to talk to somebody.”

“Oh, so this your first time?” You snickered at your own dumb joke, he found that cute.

“No, I’m very well experienced actually.”

You laughed. You rested your other hand to the other side of his head, trapping him in as you leaned down to kiss him. He kissed you back, passionately and slow. One of his hands had cupped your cheek, the other firm against your chest as his receptors pulled you in. He felt himself melt whenever he’d kiss you, even with his newfound confidence he still never got rid of that sweet ache in his chest. When you pulled back, before you could say anything, he flipped you over.

Now you were the one pinned to he wall, his receptors lifted him slightly to be eye level with you, a hand over your head as he leaned while the other had held your chin pinched between his pointer index and his thumb. He had an obnoxious smile on his face when he saw how your face reddened, eyes wide in surprise. He chuckled, whispering in a low tone;

“What about you Y/N, is this yours?”

♡♡♡

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