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poroimagines · 2 years

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heyy can i have general relationship hcs with zed 🙏 he makes me feel some type of way ever since i read the comic hehe hope you’re having a nice day and thank you💖

His comics are really good yo. Hope you're having a nice day too!! you are really kind 💕

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Master Zed x Disciple!Reader (Gender neutral)

Zed, the Master of Shadows.

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You were rescued from Noxian soldiers a few years ago. The shadow order saved you from the worst, you offered your own life for them as thanks. you swore allegiance to the leader, Zed.

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Since then you learned the most diverse techniques of the shadows, you've become one of the most talented disciples and everyone agreed that you were like darkness itself reincarnated.

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Let's be honest, you ended up removing Kayn's favorite disciple rank, leaving him with a lot of hate for you. He just didn't end up killing you in your sleep because he knew how much Zed adored you and would kill anyone who hurt his precious disciple.

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There's no question that you get a little special treatment from your master, between small gestures of being released early from the hard training, and between acts of affection like a simple pat on the head for doing a great job like you always do.

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Sometimes when you're two are alone, Zed briefly comments about his past, about the Kinkou order, but it's just vague comments. You feel special that you get to be the only one he trusts enough to vent about his past

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In the end, you still hope to be more than just a student for him. And Secretly Zed wishes he wasn't just a teacher for you.

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I'm really sorry for the delay! I'm having a hard time with my personal life but I really like writing these things for you guys, It makes my day when I receive kind comments like these. I hope to be more active!!

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the-slasher-files · 1 year

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I got this idea in my brain.

König getting some pussy so good he forgets to pull out. Neither party is complaining.

[CALL OF DUTY]

YOUR BEAST

KÖNIG

Oh oh oh ooooh my God I love this!! Warnings include: accidental breeding, knifeplay, mirror sex, stomach bulge, size kink, daddy kink and of course dirty talk... Hope you enjoy🔪💕

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Stretched. Marked. Burning. A deep ache, almost painful, fluttered from your core reaching through your throat and bubbling up in the sound of incoherent words and wanton cries. He pushed you further into the depths of a vicious sea and allowing you to bare witness to the storm tearing through his eyes still smeared in black paint.

"K— Kön—" His name, sweet and brutal was caught in your throat with another deep thrust.

"Tell me, baby. Tell your King" You could hear the cocky rumble behind the words, sure that his mouth was curled in a smirk if only you could see. It wasn't the black hood with bleached tears that hid his face, it was the fact that König's massive hand pushed the back of your head down, forcing your face into the mattress.

Oxygen waned within your seering lungs, body covered in sweat, spit and cum. Yours and his. Both of you had lost track of what round you were on, but your brain had melted out your mouth long ago, perhaps when he placed you on the kitchen counter and finger fucked your cunt until there was a large puddle of your mess on the tile below. Or maybe it was when König first walked through the front door and pinned you against the wall, having just come off a 2 month long mission gone wrong and he was desperate for you. A caged animal with claws dripping blood and devastation running through his veins with each pump of a war-torn heart.

A garble of whimpering words tried to escape your pretty mouth only to fall flat with a dumb tongue but he heard one word "C—Can't"

König's crushing hand disappeared for a moment with a dark growl rumbling behind his ribcage allowing you to sputter and gasp from the newly found air. However, it wasn't long before his mammoth hand appeared again except the long fingers tangled with your locks, gripping strongly and pulling you back with ease. Your body now flat against his front.

"Yknow, I've never liked that word... can't," He rasped out with rough lips grazing along your naked shoulder. "...Now, Maus,"

Humming in response to the nickname for you, eyes half-lidded and foggy with a cockdrunk haze, gazed up behind you with a whimper. Konig's thick and long cock held still against your cervix, relentless and unmoving, there was no ability to wiggle within the soldier's iron grip.

"We both know you can," He sneered with mischief and wicked intentions flashing like lightning behind the intense blue eyes.

Suddenly you felt it. Cold and sharp laying flat on the tender muscles of your neck, daring your pulse to remain steady. A gasp left your kiss-bruised lips and eyes went wide in shock, any haze gone from them as you stiffened on Konig's massive frame and he felt in, a quiet groan sounded in his throat feeling your spongy walls close in around him.

"shhh Maus, do you trust me?" The beast was gently pushed aside for a moment to check in before you nodded wordlessly, "Good girl"

Body still stiff, Konig's soft praise and protectiveness calmed your overstimulated nerves. You were and always will be safe and loved by your king. He reassured you every day, even if he was on the other side of the planet.

"I want you to see something, sweet girl" His voice went dark, dripping with a heavy accent brought your thoughts to a halt, "Just watch how fucking good you take me"

Konig hissed, twisting the hand in your hair to turn your head forward to see the bedroom floor-length mirror capturing an absolutely sinful scene. The 6 foot 10 Austrian soldier's hulking body, skin tanned and scarred, muscles tense, visibly controlling his strength not to break your little body before him. He was still dressed in his beige cargo pants now dark in parts with the stains of your countless releases, they were folded down making the V on Konig's torso even more prominent, drawing your eyes to where your dripping cunt was being spilt open around him. Soft open kisses were placed from your left shoulder to your right making your eyes flutter up. Going across the thick, veiny arm hugging your ribcage like a deadly anaconda, reaching up to hold the large german military blade to your throat, his hand overwhelmingly the knife handle making it look like a toy but the cold bite against your pulse made you know it was real.

"Konig" Your voice was weak, daring to crack at the sight before you.

Intense blue eyes stared back hungrily as he raised to the full height on padded knees from behind you. Releasing your hair to drag down where you two were connected and spread your pussy open as if his cock didn't do that enough before he rumbled with a sharp thrust inside you, "Look at this tiny little cunt begging for me"

A feverish heat spread to your head as the man you knew as Konig was slowly, methodically turning into a beast, something primal and ancient clawing out desperately. The air had been stolen from you once again as Konig fell into a sharp, deep pace, angling his hips in just the right position to make you see stars.

"Konig, Konig, Kon-" You chanted, almost as if it was a ritual to an old god.

He couldn't control it any longer. The way your breasts bounced with each splitting thrust, the way your drooling pussy leaked around him and dripped on the bed, how your body looked like a tiny toy against his, holding you with ease as your eyes rolled back within your skull even though Konig watched your stomach bulge taking every thick inch of him. Dark sentences in German could be found between animalistic grunts and moans, but they didn't meet your ears beyond the lustful haze, drunk on everything that was Konig.

"C-close, D-Daddy, sooo c-close" A cry tore through your throat, body about to give out still looking at the reflection as much as you could focus.

"Give it to me... Now" He growled deep, removing the blade from your neck and pushing you forward. Massive hands pushing, grasping and bruising your hips as he lost himself, fucking your body like a fleshlight through your final gushing orgasm. "FFFFUCK"

The world went black between you both.... Breath heavy.... Body tingling.

"Fuck," He pants, "Fuck"

The beast lingers in the form of a man, hunched over his lifeless feast with damp huffs.

"M'sorry, baby... sorry, fuck" Konig knows he lost his head, it happens sometimes in the field turning into that aggressive hound breaking bones with the hands that held you. "verdammt"

Slowly he rolled to the side, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your body close as you came back to life. First, the feeling of achy muscles and blissful tingles across your skin made your eyes flutter open half-lidded, reaching out to draw Konig even closer if it were possible.

"Easy, sweet girl, easy" He coos, guilt growing within his core with thorns.

Shifting with a whimper, he was still inside you and the now soft blue eyes went wide, he had never done that before with you.

"...Need you, Konig" You meekly whispered, needing his warmth and comfort so much now with your thoroughly fucked out body.

"B-baby, okay, just-" Konig stumbled slightly over the words that wouldn't stop.

Stunned, he didn't know how to react. One side of his brain didn't want to pull out and the other side just wanted to make sure you were ok and make sure you knew what had just occurred. It was your body after all and your choice, never his even though Konig's pride and fansites overcame him.

A whine broke the train of thought that ran through his clouded mind, rolling back his hips and pulling out. Stick warmth spilled out of you involuntarily as your cunt quivered from the aftershocks and the Austrian groaned at the sight, wanting to just shove it all back in and fuck you again, but he held steady and turned your weak self towards him. Cuddling and ducking into his neck. The scent of gunpowder and his cedar aftershave stirred within your lungs like a mystical potion, always needing more of him.

Gazing under your lashes softly, you knew what happened, how could you not feel it.

A wicked smile curled on your lips as he delicately pushed the hair away from your face. His pierced brow raised as your small hand reached down to sheath himself inside you once more with a hot moan, staying there hopefully for hours now, "That's where you stay, big man"

Fuck, you were his everything

#lol the dom twist of it all to the end #my writing #HOPE YOU LIKE #könig #cod #call of duty #modern warfare #cod mwii #mwii #könig x reader #x you #x s/o #smut #fanfiction

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doomagines · 7 months

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imagine taking the sticker off a fruit and immediately sticking it onto your f/o's forehead

#lol get stickered idiot #self ship #self shipping #f/o imagines #f/o x s/i #proshippers dni

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hanyi-writes · 2 months

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"Feels like this is your first time, pretty," Gallagher points out, "I don't think you've shaved someone's face before."

You draw back, gaping at him like a fish. "How dare you?" you play the part of being offended so well Gallagher nearly misses the hint of mirth in your features. "I-I've done this before, clearly!"

An amused huff leaves him, "Sure, I've heard that before."

To be fair, he remains unopposed to you shaving his face even if you haven't done it before. The not-so-sneaky glances you've been taking on his growing stubble is proof, and so are the times he's walked in to you watching videos on how to groom someone's beard. (He promptly ignored it and asked you if you'd like your eggs sunny side up for today.)

He's not the type to do self-care often. But seeing that you're eager to take care of him, he's also not the type to refuse it.

"Do you still want me to shave your... uh, situation?" You sound hesitant. He thinks it misplaced.

Gallagher chuckles. "You're calling it a situation?" The hesitance slowly melts into annoyance, an affectionate roll of your eyes your response to his question. "That's a joke if I haven't heard one."

However, that eye roll doesn't prompt you into continuing. He lifts a hand to your cheek, caressing it. "I didn't say stop, did I?"

You huff, despite the heating of your cheeks, and continue. Gallagher thinks this is the best chance to stare, watching you with fondness swirling in his chest.

Sure, this can be a tradition between the both of you.

#hanyi-writing #gallagher #honkai star rail #gallagher x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #female reader #implied female reader #put here just to be safe :) since the use of 'pretty' can be viewed as feminine here #i like to think his stubble is from his s/o being too busy to shave it lol #official reveal details that he's a 'slovenly' and 'indolent' mixologist so #and putting into consideration his appearance...#i'd say his s/o performs self care as an act of love for him LOL #also this adds to my Domestic Canon Universe (domescu)

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catcze · 2 months

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Giving Wrio one of those super elaborate but tasty cakes that you see online. It's large, multilayered, beautifully decorated, and has hidden surprise of chocolates and candies in the center when you cut a slice.

!! Oh baby if you do that, he is gonna be bringing out his fancy fancy tea to have with it, you know? For such a splendid gift, it’s only right that he brings out the big guns.

When you first wheeled it out on the little cart you use for afternoon tea, he has to take a few minutes to admire the craftsmanship of the cake. From the height of it (he’s sure the two of you aren’t gonna be able to finish this thing alone) to the details and skill that went into the decorations of the cake. He almost doesn’t want to eat it— almost.

Wrio will be the one to cut the cake and serve it— and as usual, he always makes sure that the first slice goes to you, even if you vehemently insist that it should be his since, well, you bought the cake for him! Eventually you two reach a compromise by sharing the first slice of cake. And even though you insist again that he also has the first bite, he manages to one-up you once again— just as the fork with the cake is nearing his lips, quicker than you can register he swerves the fork into your mouth and pops the bite of cake there.

He’s grinning widely at his little trick, even as you damn near want to fight him about it.

But eventually he does try the cake in all it’s decadence, and he can safely say that the taste of it is just as grand as its outer appearance. You try not to grin, happy that he’s pleased by your gift to him, and spectacularly fail when you see how enthusiastically he takes another bite.

#「 🐈‍⬛ 」 strawberry.milk #wriothesley x reader #Wrio making sure the reader always had the first bite/ serving was inspired by a dude i heard of who does the same thing for his s/o lol

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sovereignjojoz · 1 year

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Matrimony

Pairing: Illumi Zoldyck x reader

Summary: you miss your husband and find out he’s been thinking of a solution to remedy that.

Warnings: suggestive, minor angst?

Notes - sugar plum pookie bookie babe illumi😘

To live together in matrimony.

That is what was promised.

Matrimony itself was a subjective matter depending on the individual. The typical concept involved two spouses living with one another, engaging in domestic affairs, all normal commodities.

Yet the Zoldyck’s were never a family who valued normality.

Even now, you could hear the hollow creak of the renovated floorboards as the breeze beneath the cracks yearned to break free of the atmosphere of listlessness.

A gentle knock sounded at the door, ever so slight, you wouldn’t had noticed it had you not been brooding. Your feet ran across the cold floor as your night dress skimmed across your legs.

Immediately your hand dashed out towards the silver door handle, a sense of hope ignited in your chest.

You opened the door a centimetre as a dimly lit candle light illuminated the surrounding darkness. “Hello?”

“Good evening missus Zoldyck,” disappointment welled in your chest, of course you had been foolish in believing it might have actually been him. “I have brought the water you requested.”

“Thank you.” You drank a copious amount of the cool liquid, setting the glass back on the polished tray.

She placed the tray down just outside of the room, briefly stepping out of the room to retrieve something. “From Master Zoldyck.” A bouquet of white orchids was placed delicately into your hands. You brought it to your face and inhaled deeply, a soft smile plastering itself on your face. He never sent a card or anything of the sort, however you didn’t mind, you thought it was very illumi.

She pivoted on her heels, pausing at the door, “would you like anything else?”

“No thank you.”

She nodded and lightly closed the door. A sigh slipped past your soft lips as you crawled back onto the king sized bed, letting the splendid silky covers caress your body.

It almost felt like a hug although it lacked any of the warmth of being embraced, just a lingering sense of frigidity. For a moment, you thought of your husband and his embrace too. It was slightly frigid and he was usually cold too, however it was a sensation you could never truly forget. His return the manor was a mystery to you, you often wondered when he’d come back to you. The manor way by no means empty, far from it with all of the household staff and residents; in fact you frequently found yourself playing with his younger siblings of conversing with his father and grandfather.

But there was no company quite like your husband’s. Although his presence was quiet (and somewhat menacing) he treated you well and indulged your every need. You couldn’t deny that you missed h dearly, you were told prior to marrying Illumi of what being married to a Zoldyck entailed but that didn’t mean you couldn’t detest the lack of communication or the time that you barely had together.

But matrimony is subjective and this is how the Zoldyck’s perceive it.

You shifted in bed, turning to face the door as the handle rattled, thinking nothing of it.

Till you saw a slender silhouette silently step into the room. Reflexively, you sprung up and crossed the room, pouncing like a cat on the lithe silhouette sending you toppling downwards.

Your fall was softened by illumi who steadied the both of you by placing his hands on your hips.

“You’re back.” You cupped his face in disbelief, feeling his defined features just to make sure you weren’t dreaming.

“Mhm.”

“I-“ you could hardly formulate nor properly covey how you felt, all this pent up longing which flowed within your veins burst out as you hugged him tighter. Then you kissed him abundantly: once on his forehead, twice on his cheek and thrice on his lips (or perhaps a little more than thrice).’

“I gather that-” you pecked his lips interrupting him, “you missed me.”

“Dearly.” You admitted. “It’s not the same without you.”

He hummed, letting unspoken words transpire between you.

His nimble fingers played with the sheer fluffy ends of your night gown, “I don’t like it when you leave.”

The slightest curve of his lips could be seen as you puffed out your cheeks, a pout present on your face.

“You know I cannot do anything about that, this is what marrying a Zoldyck entails.”

You caressed just silky smooth hair between your fingers, “I know. That doesn’t mean I have to like it…” you grumbled, “I haven’t seen you for two months.”

“Yes. It seems like it’s been a while.”

You squished his cheeks together and mockingly glared at him, hoping your falsified anger would bring out some kind of a reaction; knowing he was teasing you. “That’s an understatement., Lumi”

He surprises you by abruptly standing up, lifting you into his arms and holding you close.

“Illu-?”

“-then we shall have to find a solution for that.” He told you, throwing you onto the bed as he shed his garments then moved till he was hovering above you.

You give him your full attention as curiosity overcomes you. “What are you suggesting.”

Obsidian eyes roam over every crevice of your face as he stared at you with unprecedented earnestness.

He picked your hand up gingerly.

“Perhaps it is time we have an offspring.” He went silent, partially to see your reaction however he was also thinking upon what a baby comprised of both your features would look like. He had found himself thinking about this topic quite often these days, about a baby girl with your beautiful eyes and his luscious hair. That would be nice wouldn’t it?

“Mmm.”

He pressed a soft kiss to the palm of your hand.

“Shall I make you a mother then? That way you won’t always be by your lonesome, what do you say?”

#illumi x reader #illumi zoldyck x reader #illumi x y/n #hxh x reader #illumi fluff #I feel like he’d want a lot of kids tho #like 5 not just 1 #only one for now because he still wants his s/o’s attention lol #he can have it all (real)

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bcolfanfic · 1 month

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young veterans au - POV you’re on gale’s phone, dad!gale version

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buckyegan_ Last time feeding the ducks as a 4 year old. Read a quote the other day about your kids being your heart beating outside of your body. I knew exactly what they meant.

crozbee Yep. ❤️❤️

cbiddick They gotta figure out how to keep kids little forever. One of Gale’s academia buddies working on that?

galecleven17 I sure hope so.

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galecleven17 with buckyegan_ Just in time for her birthday, an old babysitter recently contacted us to share a baby picture she realized she had of our girl.

I wish so bad that we knew you then. But we found our way to each other, and I thank God every day that he chose us to be your parents. Daddy loves you the stars, Josie Belle. I think 5 is going to be the best year yet.

alexjeff_art Those little baby cheeks- how cool you guys got that photo. Happy bday Josie!!!

rosenthal_ She has the best parents in you two. Can’t wait to see you guys!

#s/o to the busby quints of tlc reality show fame for the facetime edit lol #phone pov #young vets au #buck x bucky #clegan #harry crosby

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comfort-character-central · 6 months

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I just need a chilly, cloudy, rainy day with my f/o.

I want to bake treats and have my favorite desserts with them, making jokes and creating silly decorations on the cookies. We would giggle and feed one to each other. Picking out all of our favorites, taking cute pictures of them to cherish for later.

I want to watch something interesting and lay with them under a comfy blanket, enjoying the comfortable silence that is each other. The tv would make for perfect background noise as we relax. We'd hold one another close, I feel a sense of peace and gratitude for these small moments.

I want to borrow their sweater, the one that's just a little too big, it smells exactly like them. It makes me feel even more like home, especially knowing it's theirs. They'd make a comment about how cute I look, giving me the warmest smile.

The sun would set and we'd get sleepy, having enjoyed the day. We didn't do too much, but having that time with my f/o and I would be just what we needed after life's daily tasks and chores.

#if youre asking yes i am soft and emotional #but lets be honest its me so nobody is really shocked lol #i need this so badly right now smh good grief #fictional other #comfort character #f/o community #self ship #f/o positivity #f/o prompts #f/o x s/i #imagine your fictional other #comfort character imagines #f/o imagines

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heartsoji · 1 year

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i am writing this post to discuss yet another very serious matter.

some of you guys have created kenma to be this like uwu gamer discord kitten but he's NOT. like for ex, you say "ur so cute, kenma!" HE WOULD NOT *blushes* "y-y-you're cuter.. and i like you more than my games btw" LIKE NO. he'd prob have a slight rosy tint to his ears and go, "what the hell are you talking about now? you sound like kuro, girl-version." and then you'd be all offended but then he'd gaze at you with love in his eyes and give you a chuckle and a peck, followed by maybe a motion to sit in his lap as he games, or a flirtatious comment whispered in your ear if he was feeling extra brave that day. going hand-in-hand with my "kenma would not call his s/o pudding or kitten" thing, he probs wouldn't be one for pet names. sorry to shatter your dreams, but he'd just call you by name. kenma is stoic. kenma is collected. kenma is calm. kenma is quick to retaliate. kenma is defensive. kenma is sarcastic. kenma is the nicest bitch you'll ever meet. (or the meanest kind person, if you prefer that instead) kenma is not "UWUWU I LOVE MY SWEET KITTEN MORE THAN MY G-G-G-GAMES" like STOP it's EMBARRASSING. MEETING CLOSED ONCE AGAIN.

#i should make this a series lol #go check out the “kenma wouldn't call his s/o kitten and DEFFF not pudding” thing i did #haikyuu kenma x reader #hq kenma #kenma scenario #kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader #kenma fluff #kenma imagine #hq kenma x reader #haikyuu x reader #kuroo #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsuro

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doki-doki-imagines · 5 months

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Can you do Blue Lock Rin x female reader x Sae? The reader is a very sweet and kind girl. The Itoshi brothers are fighting for her love.

Rin’s stomach is churning, blood boiling and heart stomping against his ribcage like a bratty kid, so fast he can hear it beating in his ears.

He is sitting, fingers tapping on the table while you look at you, so beautiful, so refreshing, so near the damn bastard that is his brother. Rin feels venom pooling in his mouth, black and thick while he looks at the two of you, his turquoise eyes fall on his brother’s face, he knows that look, the need in the red-hair eyes, Rin understands it, it is the same look he has when he looks at you.

Yeah, Sae must be so happy to have seen you again after so much time, but Rin has always been there, a shoulder to cry on, someone to talk about your day with.

Does Sae know what is your favorite colour? And your fave ice cream taste? Or the video that never fails to make you smile? The answer to all these questions is no.

Sae abandoned him and you to follow his dream and he returned just to get everything Rin has.

Fuck off.

When his brother's hand touches your shoulder Rin sees red. He gets up and sits with you on the couch, you are now in between the two brothers.

You smile at him “Finally you came here with us!” you smile at him, “angel” Rin thinks, then he looks at his brother, face unfazed, but he knows him, already planning his next move to get your attention on him and to shoo his little waste of a brother away from you.

Rin smirks, reciprocating your smile adding himself to the conversation.

He will be the best striker and get you, all or nothing.

Rin smiles, not at your joke, but the image of his defeated brother on the ground; he can’t wait for that day to happen.

#bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk imagines #blue lock imagines #rin itoshi #sae itoshi #rin x reader #sae x reader #it's small but it is honest work LOL #bllk x you #blue lock x you #lol every time I write the itoshi bros together they are always fighting for the same s/o

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obsolescent · 3 months

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what kind of partner do you think leon would go for? realistically, do you think he would want a civilian? he’s around 47 now, so do you think he would mind an age gap? like if the reader is 20-25, would he mind it? im a little biased in my thought process, but i think if the reader was mature enough and serious about him, i think he wouldn’t mind an age gap.

i can’t really speak on his type, but based on your hcs i think they’re super realistic and thought out. if you don’t wanna answer this, that’s completely fine! thank you in advance (if you choose to answer)

Check out the SFW and NSFW headcanons here!

Oh I would be so happy to answer this!!! And you're welcome, thank you for the feedback and questions!

I took a lot of time to sit down and really think about Leon and what he would've been like growing up, what he would like and how he would interact with others, so I really thank you for mentioning that my headcanons are realistic and thought out! :)

So, for your first question, I honestly think he would prefer a civilian, someone detached to his line of work so he doesn't have to think about it while with them. I did mention in my headcanons that he has a preference for dark colored hair (due to just who he's seemed very close to in canon), but I think other than that?

They can look however, he wouldn't be picky (but really I don't think he would be picky when he was younger? My headcanon about him being awkward, he may be a bit of a loser in his personal life Imfao.)

But!! He could prefer someone the complete opposite of the ones he's constantly around so, in regards to physical appearance, someone who doesn't really care to exercise or isn't chiseled from strenuous activities that comes with fighting bioterrorism.

Dare I say...perhaps someone softer, curvier or plus size? (I never specity it, but when I do write my inserts it's never with someone skinny in mind due to my own body type.)

As for your second question:

He may be very picky and after all these years, realizing that, 'l deserve someone who would fit all my criteria and that I can be picky if it's someone I really want to settle down with’. I feel like Leon would not be in the mood to tolerate immaturity so he would automatically go for someone older anyways?

So yes he wouldn't mind an age gap but it wouldn't be like, someone in their 20s, if you're talking in regard to his canon age, he would want someone 30+. (I don't write Leon as that old for that reason, usually it's RE2/RE4 versions of him in my writings due to my own age).

But if you have anymore thoughts or questions about Leon I would love to hear them!! I love creating content/lore for him hehe.

#Also for me when I think of him I go to RE4 Leon due to him being around the age I am now so #I’m sure as I get older I’ll like the older versions of him once I hit those ages lol.#yes I write him the age he is out of respect for his comfort 😭#if you can’t respect fictional characters how the fuck are you going to respect real life people??#anyways I loved thinking about this and writing it out it took me a whole day LMFAO #ALSO if ya’ll know of any Leon x reader w a curvier/plus size reader pleeeeesse let me know #o asks #o talking #o text #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil

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thechaoticdruid · 3 months

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Winnie (my Tav) and the weirdos have stolen the orphic hammer, freed Hope and are currently about to flee through the portal back to the Gate. Alas! Raphael arrives home in time to confront them. Winnie is able to convince the Orthon to fight by their side, but the theatrical devil is still fully confident he'll come out on top!

"It'll only take a moment for me to finish you."

"Funny, I've heard that's twice the amount of time it takes for Haarlep to finish you, ya little bottom bitch!" Winnie cackled with a mischievous little shit eating grin.

"How dare you!" The devil snarled.

"Not to ruin your witty little one liner my dear, but are you certain you're in any position to mock someone for being a bottom? I've had you whimpering beneath me since I first took you to bed." Astarion spoke up, eyeing Winnie with a smug mischievous smirk.

Winnie turned bright red. "Astarion! Not in front of the weasely devil man!"

Just something that's been in my head for a while.

~Druid

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the-slasher-files · 9 months

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WORKING HARD OR HARDLY WORKING

JOHN "SOAP" MACTAVISH

A smutty fic totally inspired by a friend who said he was hungry and wanted to leave work so he could eat pussy lol... and Mr Soap is the man with that energy. Fem reader with female anatomy... enjoy🤍🔪

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A typical rainy UK day had passed you by. Johnny was home from deployment, but he wasn't completely yours, and he never would be. It was something you had accepted in the early stages of a playful, blossoming relationship. The army was his North Star and had melted into the very fibre of his being. Mundane but beautiful, Johnny had risen before the songbirds, brushed his teeth, and swapped the sleep shorts for boxers and his fatigues. Lazily stumbling through the dim light of your bedroom, placing a soft kiss on your temple and headed out to the base.

You would be lying if you had said that the work and life balance did not frustrate you, but he made up for every little moment when Johnny was home. Today was no different.

The clicking of typing and shuffling of papers filled your small office room within your townhouse. Voices over patchy computer microphones faded in and out as your team went over the last quarter of reports and statistics.

"May through June was our best..."

Your manager's voice dragged on as you tapped your pen against the pages of your lined notebook, pursing your lips and watching your bored coworkers upon your screen. That was until you nearly screamed, catching movement behind you on your camera before whipping around with your heart in your throat and wide eyes. It was just your fucking handsome boyfriend making you almost have a heart attack.

"Jesus Christ, John!" You whisper yelled at the scot before quickly muting your mic and shutting your camera.

Normally, the warm and playful energy would be beaming within your space, however, Johnny seemed oddly preoccupied. "Lass, I just..." A frustrated sigh passed his lips, "Had to come home to ya,"

"Is—are you okay?" There was an instant pull of worry on your features, about to stand from your office chair, "Johnny, what's wrong?"

Large hands, gently kept you seated and knelt on the fluffy rug beneath you. Furrowing your brow in concern, the meeting was completely fallen on deaf ears as you cupped his strong jaw, searching for an answer on Johnny's tanned face.

"I needed you" He gruffed out, lust coating each word.

Finally, he gazed up at you with his signature smile and calloused hands smoothing up your thighs.

"Fuckin—" You breathlessly laughed, the worry and concern melting away in his azure eyes.

"I'm hungry" Johnny groaned, thick fingers needing your hips slowly and bowing to kiss each knee.

"Sweetheart, I'm in a meeting right now, but there are leftovers in—"

"No, baby." There was a deepness in his chest when he replied, a tingle sparking within your spine at it. Rough yet skillful fingers almost pulled off the button of your trousers. "I'm hungry for you,"

With a call of his name on your lips, you protested but lifted your hips anyway, allowing your pants to be pulled off and tossed across the floor. Exposed only in your black lace underwear and button-down blouse, your face flushed and breath caught. Each kiss the scot had placed on your soft skin from ankle to thigh lit you on fire. Wetness growing fast as you squirmed beneath his wildfire touch.

"Y/n? ... Y/n?"

You froze at your manager's voice and Johnny just chuckled between your legs, "Continue your meetin' darling"

Cursing under your breath, you turned on your camera and microphone, "Sorry... um, my connection went out for a few m-minutes"

"That's alright, let's review the new topics f—"

"Such pretty little lace" John muttered against your hot core, lips sucking and kisses on the sticky fabric.

Trying to desperately compose yourself, face red and a hand gripping your pen with white knuckles, you flinched once his hot tongue laved across the clinging lace. Nudging your clit softly, those sea blue eyes met yours seeing the struggle, want, need and anger swirling through. He couldn't get enough. Spanking your cunt lightly with a rapid succession, Johnny motioned his head to your computer as your coworker as you question about something you were lost on.

Flying your eyes to the screen, there were puzzling looks, some just zoned out and others awaiting your response. "Sorry, my, um, dog is annoying me," you placed emphasis on the word dog, glancing down quickly to see John's squinted expression. This earned you a gentle warning bite to your clit, wanting to jump back but his hands held you still.

"To answer your question, I have been working closely on this with..." You fought on against the assault of your partner down below, voice professional in placid answers.

Only he could notice the dips and croons within your voice, as he basically spoke directly to your pussy in hushes mumbles, "such a sweet, wet cunt... a needy girl... look how wet she's getting as she tries to focus.."

It was manageable with a steel, stubborn focus you had fortunately been born with, but those walls were crumbling fast. There was a click of a knife, cool metal faster than you could realize and your panties were gone. Hot swipes of his wide tongue made you grip the brown fluffy Mohawk on top of your man's head, fingers tangling within it, reminding you to cut his hair after he ate you alive. Catching your bottom lip to hide a whine, it only made Johnny work faster like a man starved.

The hot magma licked inside the pit of your stomach, managing to reach foreward to mute your mic once the direction of the meeting was turned upon your coworkers, you couldn't help but give out the moan. Needy and wanton, leaning back in your chair, your hips rolled against against his face feeling rough stubble, hot saliva and your own juices now pooling underneath you.

"Fuck, hen... Christ you taste so good" Johnny hummed, the deep vibrations of his voice only made it harder to look normal on your Webcam. "Couldn't stop thinking about this pretty little cunt. Begging me to come home and fuck you..."

"John, J-John" Sweetly, you begged for it feeling so close yet so far in your pleasure.

Bringing the hand that held your pen up to your mouth, chewing on the plastic, hoping you didn't look too suspicious, but in the same breath your shits to give was dwindling. A deep rumble of a groan shot through him, lapping up every single drop of you as he plunged in a finger.

"Oh my god, baby, please" Johnny added a second finger quickly, making you gasp and twist. Your heel digging into the wide plans of muscle that was his back.

He pulled back with a string connecting you two, "Well would you look at this greedy little girl, huh?... Fucking needy angel,"

Flushed, hot cheeks were visible now to your team, along with the obvious wiggles, and you begged this fucking meeting to just be over. John's fingers curled inside you and his skilled lips sucked on your clit, feeling just how close you were it made him chuckle.

"Well, that concludes our meeting fo—"

Instantly, John slammed down your laptop, standing in front of you. Crashing his lips to yours, you grappled against him. Thick muscle flexing under your touch and his fingers pumped faster, noises of your slick, squelched sloppily as your end came strongly inside you. Moaning his name out as his tongue fucked your mouth, the effect of your orgasm splashed his large hand, bringing you slowly down from your high.

"Fucking missed you today" Johnny's accent was heavier with lust, drawing out his fingers to bring them to his own mouth and humming at the taste of you.

"I'm gonna need a good explanation in the next metting." You smiled, breathing heavy.

"It was just your dog" He beemed back, leaning down and laughing against your lips in bliss.

"I need to buy you a collar"

"I'm not opposed to that"

#ok... sorry but im not going back to edit this lol it took too long #love writing for this man tho #so much fun #john soap mactavish #call of duty #cod #modern warfare #mw2 #mw3 #x reader #x you #x s/o #video games #my writing

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starburst-selfship · 10 months

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Do you guys ever take inspiration or ideas from fanfic and implement them into ur self insert stories? Like you see a cool relationship dynamic, story beat or just something small that ur attached to, and ur like "Yeah I'm gonna use that for my story." I hope I'm being coherent.

#self ship #self shipping #self ship community #self shipping community #f/o #f/o community #oc x canon #I think I do this more often then I think #like i read a miguel x reader the other day right?#and miguel called y/n 'luna' bc she was moon themed #but now i wanna use it for my own story bc my s/i is a moth and generally nocturnal lol #either that or estrella :]#because star patterns

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roseyjustice · 1 year

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Narzuli doodles cause hes on my brain <3

#self shipping community #self ship community #self insert design #f/o x s/i #canon x self insert #self ship #romantic self ship #self ship doodles #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #narinder x lamb #lambsona #s/i: lambzuli #still need a ship tag lol #jescove scribbles (art)

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sbc-moved · 3 months

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Mario Party Advance - 2005 ⭐️

#SO happy with this just don’t look at the background too hard lol #super mario fanart #self ship art #smb oc #mario #oc x canon #s/i x f/o #screenshot edit #selfship #self shipping #f/o community #♡.ink #⭐️🍄you’re my superstar

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