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charlessainzz · 3 months

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(loved loved ‘jealous jealous boy’ btw💅🏼) so can I request another lando one shot but this time like dad!lando showing his baby around the paddock (like feat Uncle Carlos and Oscar and whoever else) maybe it’s too specific so you don’t have to do it but like I can see it so perfectly😩

Twin Oranges

thanks for the love and the request! I hope this is along the lines of what you were looking for.

Lando was a new husband. He was a new dad. He was also a new dad to twins! A boy and a girl, what a perfect pair. When you told him you were pregnant he almost fainted. But when you both found out it was with twins, he actually did faint. Now fast forward almost a year later, you felt comfortable bringing the babies to the paddock after weeks of Lando asking. You decided to bring them to Silverstone. Close to home, and full of family and friends.

Walking in you felt all eyes on you. Each one of you; mom, dad, and babies decked head to toe in McLaren gear. Baby boy Oliver Norris held by his mom, and baby girl Noelle Norris held by her dad. As you walked by each garage, drivers, mechanics and all poked their heads out to catch a glimpse at the young family. You finally made it into the safety of the McLaren hospitality ready to get the weekend started when the marketing team encircled you and Lando. You both look at each other and groan.

McLaren’s marketing team wanted to do a video of the drivers showing the new McLaren twins around the paddock. After hearing the case from a newly graduated PR intern, you caved. You hand Oliver to Oscar teaching him how to hold the baby right. Lando laughing as he can tell you are very stressed handing off your babies. He gives you a kiss, and the camera starts rolling.

First stop, Red Bull. Lando had no worries bringing the twins to this team. Max and Checo were dads through and through. “Max, come meet my kids!” Lando shouts into the garage. Max jogs up to the twins and gives them both a pinch on the cheek. “Here hold Oliver, my arm is falling asleep”, Oscar complains. “Oi! If my wife heard you complaining about the babies, she’d revoke your uncles status.” Lando scolds. Oscar instantly turns beat red, retaking the baby from Max. Max frowns. “Mate, maybe you need a mini Verstappen. You’re a natural father!” exclaims Checo. “In due time.. In due time”, Max smiles. The orange team says their goodbyes and heads to their next stop on the tour.

The team visited Mercedes, Aston Martin, Haas, almost all the teams. All while collecting baby sized merch.

Final stop, Ferrari. Lando and Oscar showed the twins their greatest competition. Up came Charles and Carlos. “Look Oliver and Noelle, this is your uncle Carlos and Charles!” Lando says as he’s holding the babies’ hands to get them to wave. “Which one am I the Godfather of?” Carlos asks half jokingly. Lando rolls his eyes as he lets the Ferrari drivers hold the kids. Charles and Carlos begin arguing over who was going to be the better uncle when stewards announce it’s almost time for FP1. “How’s y/n holding up? I’m sure she isn’t loving being away from her babies”, inquires Charles as he gives back one of the twins. “Oh yeah, she almost raged on the team when they suggested a little paddock tour” explained Oscar. Lando swats him on the side of the head. “Of course she was nervous, she hasn’t left their side in almost a year!” Lando shouts. “Come on guys, say your goodbyes to your fun uncles”.

You anxiously awaited the return of your babies. Eyes darting around watching as they went from garage to garage with their dad and Uncle Oscar. Hearing the oohs and awws as each driver attempted to make the twins laugh. After what felt like 17 hours, they arrived. Jumping out of your seat you run to grab them from your husband. “Lando give them to me”, you grunt attempting to juggle them both. He laughs at your strong mother instincts.

“Y/n, relax I brought them back in one piece!” he says as he helps you situate both in your arms. Each baby leaning into you, seeking your warmth.

“They also return with tons of merch!” exclaimed Oscar. He begins showing you the baby onsies from Mercedes, Red Bull, and Ferrari. You eye them knowing Lando would never let Oliver or Noelle wear anything but McLaren.

“Oooo is that a Leclerc onesie? Keep that one and toss the rest”, you state to Oscar. He laughs as he sees Lando make a sour face.

“You always had a soft spot for him!” Lando shouts as you walk away into his driver’s room. “Chunk it Osc. Norris kids only wear papaya orange.”

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #writtenbycharlessainzz #dad!lando norris #anon request

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littledemondani · 10 months

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Eddie the munch munson who also loves boobs. His obsession is to the point where it doesn’t even have to be sexual. Watching a movie? Boob in mouth. Trying to fall asleep? Boob in mouth. Especially when the reader is on the period??? He just wants to make his bae feel better. Boob in mouth. The thought of sleepy needy eddie licking them so slow and gentle as his eyes flutter shut… I’m melting 🫠

oh my god 😩 dani.exe has crashed

warnings: 18+ only, smut, fem!reader, needy!eddie, nipple sucking, no use of y/n

a/n: this went entirely different than what i had originally planned lmao

you noticed something was off with eddie when he came home from working all day at the mechanic shop. he was clingier and way more affectionate than he usually is. not that you minded, you knew he only ever got this way when things became too much for him.

which seemed to be happening a lot more lately.

he was stressed. impossibly so. with your recent move into a new apartment, eddie figured staying late at the shop to work on a few extra cars would secure him enough money to make sure you both didn’t struggle. even though you reassured him he didn’t have to. though it was in one ear and out the other entirely.

you both lay in bed, your back on the mattress, eddie’s head resting on your chest. some sitcom was playing on your small tv, but the words were fading as you started to get sleepier.

eddie’s eyes were glued, though, his mind in overdrive as he thinks about all the extra shit he has to do for the next day. he’s fidgeting, fingers closing tightly around the light fabric of your spaghetti strap in an effort to ground himself.

you feel him and you just know.

he needs you.

badly.

“baby,” you whisper gently, brushing your fingers through his hair. “it’s okay. i’m here.”

he turns to look at you, his dark brown eyes holding every ounce of emotion he is feeling in them. it makes your heart ache.

“can i?” he asks, tracing his fingertips along the outline of your breast.

you nod, tucking his hair behind his ear. “of course.”

in a swift motion, he pulls the top of your tank down to expose your breast, and wastes no time in taking your nipple into his eager mouth.

he suckles with urgency, and the pleasure shoots straight down to your cunt, but you push those thoughts aside. this isn’t about you right now.

eddie cups your other breast in his hand, fingers toying with the nipple. his tongue swirls around the other bud, making figure 8 motions before wrapping his lips around it once more.

you praise him, tell him how much of a good boy he is, how much you love him, how great he’s making you feel, how he can take whatever he wants from you. his cock throbs against his boxers, and leaks a small bead of slick onto the strained fabric. he bucks forward involuntarily, seeking friction of any kind to help ease the ache.

he sucks generously on your nipple, pulling the bud nice and taught. he lightly grazes his teeth against you, feeling you squirm and push your chest up into him.

the stress begins to leave his tired muscles, first in his back, up to his chest, out through his fingertips. his body grows heavier against you, not entirely limp, but it lets you know he’s calming down.

his suckles become softer, gentler, until he stops entirely. he presses kisses along the swell of your breast, up your chest, to your collarbone, then to the crook of your neck.

“thank you,” he whispers against the shell of your ear, wrapping his arm over your abdomen.

“i love you,” you say, kissing his cheek.

“i love you,” he replies, slowly trailing his hand down to your cunt. “more than you can ever possibly know.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic

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javierpena-inatacvest · 8 months

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Take Me Home

Summary: After a night out at the bar with your co-workers after a long week at school, Javi picks you up and takes you home

Word Count: 3.2K

Pairing: husband!Javier Peña x f!reader (no use of y/n)

Warnings: Alcohol/drinking (girl, you're plastered), allusions to smut, being a drunk, horny mess, mentions of food/eating, being hungover, Javi taking care of you, the Backstreet Boys (?!), just sweet, sweet fluff 😩

A/N: This was inspired by an ask from a sweet anon!! This made me giggle the whole time I was writing it, drunk Osita is my favorite 🤪 You know Javi would absolutely get a kick out of your drunken antics and would take such good care of you and your terrible hangover. Also who doesn't love a drunk Pop-Tart?!

This can be read as a standalone or as a part of the It's Never Too Late Series!

If there was one thing you knew, it was that the first few weeks of school were never easy. You were tired, stressed, and feeling like you were running on empty. You were hesitant when some of your new coworkers had suggested all of you head to the bar for Happy Hour on Friday after work, knowing damn well you’d be absolutely exhausted. But after the week you’d had, getting drunk with your teacher friends and commiserating about the chaos that was each of your classrooms couldn’t have sounded like a better way to cap off the craziness that had been the past 5 days.

You had offered to ask one of your friends for a ride to the bar so Javi could enjoy his Friday night without having to worry about you, but Javi being Javi, had more than happily dropped you off with your friends, and planned to pick you up around 11:30, giving you what you thought was more than enough time to enjoy a few drinks and de-stress with your co-workers.

4 margaritas and 2 surprise shots of tequila later, it was safe to say the state you were in was a little more than just de-stressed.

With how much you had to drink, you had found yourself paying absolutely zero attention to any clock, and had completely forgotten that you told Javi you would meet him by the front doors when he came to pick you up. Javi had a sneaking suspicion when he pulled up to the parking lot and you were nowhere to be found, that you were probably having a much better time at the bar, and were a few drinks deeper than you intended. Well, Javi wasn’t wrong to assume that you had downed more than just a couple drinks, but what he wasn’t expecting was for you to be absolutely hammered.

Walking through the door, Javi couldn’t help but smile as he saw your familiar frame leaned against the ledge of the edge of the bar, gently rocking your head and swaying your hips to the muffled music playing under the chatter of the bar patrons. You must have been very focused on ordering whatever it was you wanted from the bartender, because you had been seemingly oblivious to Javi’s presence behind you. He firmly placed his broad hand on the small of your back, pressing his fingertips into your hips, making you immediately whip your head around in concern.

“Woah, woah, woah, don’t you dare fucking touch me, I am happily married and will glad beat the shit out of- AH! JAVI!” Your demeanor quickly shifted from a woman ready to throw down in a fist fight, to absolutely ecstatic, realizing the hand resting on your back belonged to your husband. Setting your drink down, you threw your arms around his neck, wrapping him in a tight hug, pressing your face against the soft fabric of his button down shirt. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you, I thought you were some creep trying to grab my ass. But you’re not a creep, you’re my hot husband, and you can grab my ass all you want. What time is it? You smell really good.” From your giggles and rambling, Javi could tell you’d had more than your fair share to drink, trying to gently put down the glass you had picked up to take a sip from back down on the bar.

“Hi, Hermosa. I’m coming to pick you up, remember? Maybe let’s get you a water instead of finishing the rest of this, okay?” Javi smiled, passing your cup off to the bartender, and exchanging it for a new glass filled with water. Handing it off to you, your face scrunched in confusion as you took a long swing.

“This isn’t a margarita?” You questioned, handing it back to Javi, thinking that he had clearly made a mistake in ordering for you. Laughing, Javi nodded, trying to hand the water back to you.

“I know, Osita. It’s water, baby. Have a few sips and then I’m gonna take you home, alright?”

Raising an eyebrow at him, you gave him a little smirk before obliging, taking a few gulps of the water and setting it back down, crossing your arms against your chest. “Did you say you’re trying to take me home, Javier Peña?”

“Yes, I’m taking you home, you dork.” Javi laughed to himself, shaking his head as he picked up your coat and your purse from the back of the chair you had been perched next to. “Why don’t you go say goodbye to everyone and make sure no one else needs a ride home, okay?” You nodded, speeding off into the dwindling late night crowd, quickly finding your friends, hugging them and then pointing over at Javi, biting down on your lip, as the rest of them giggled, waving at him as he politely waved back. A few moments later, you found Javi again, stumbling through the bar, grabbing a fist full of his button up shirt, pressing up on your tiptoes to give him a long, tender kiss.

“Take me home, baby.”

After your 3rd trip to the bar bathroom and your self pep-talk in the mirror earlier, you knew you were drunk, but you hadn’t realized just how drunk you were until you found yourself trying to crawl your way into Javi’s truck, the passenger’s seat seeming much higher up than usual as you took several missed steps trying to hoist yourself into the car.

“You want help, hermosa?” Javi tried to keep his best from laughing as he watched you struggle.

“....Maybe. Jav, I think I’m actually really drunk. Or the seat got higher. I think it would be less embarrassing if the truck grew. Or maybe I shrunk… Drunk and shrunk, those rhyme, Jav!” You sighed, placing your hands on your hips, looking up at Javi’s car in frustration.

“I think you and the truck are both the same size, baby. Here… 1, 2, 3.” He smiled, grabbing you around your hips, lifting you into your seat, reaching over to click your seatbelt in before making his way to the driver’s side, strapping himself in and starting up the car. As Javi pulled out of the parking lot, you reached down to turn up the volume on the radio, turning it up even louder when you heard it was “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)” by the Backstreet Boys. Even in your plastered state, you knew how much Javi despised this song, claiming he’d heard it enough times to last him a thousand lifetimes. You, on the other hand, thought it was catchy as hell, even more so now that you were drunk.

“I don’t understand how you don’t like this song! You yelled over the music, dancing in your seat, singing along to the lyrics.

“Am I original?”

You pointed at Javi, waiting for him to sing along to the “yeah’s”, frowning when all he did was laugh at you,

“Am I the only one?”

You pointed at him again, this time getting a half assed “yeah” out of him as you poked at his shoulder.

“Am I sexual?”

You outstretched your arm towards him, raising an eyebrow and biting down on your lip as you smirked, watching Javi reluctantly sing along to the last “yeah”, shaking his head, laughing at you.

“Am I everything you need, you better rock your body now- EVERYBODYYYYYY!” You screamed, pumping your fist in the air, pretending to sing into your imaginary microphone, Javi trying to keep from bursting into hysterics from your over dramatic performance. You paused mid chorus, looking over to see him lovingly laughing at you, making you give him your most sarcastic stank face. “Are you laughing at me, Javier Jesús Peña? Are you not enjoying your concert?”

“Osita,” He grinned, reaching down to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with his, “there’s nothing I love more than watching you sing along to whatever song it is while we drive. It’s my favorite thing. Even if you’re fucking ridiculous sometimes.”

“Nuh uh, you’re the ridiculous one, Jav. Ridiculously fucking hot. Do you like, ever look in the mirror and just admire how attractive you are? All the girls at work think so, too. They told me when I was leaving tonight that I was a lucky lady and you know what I told them? Bitch, absolutely I am. My husband is so fucking hot and sweet and perfect and to top it all off, he’s got a huge dick. Wait, maybe I didn’t say that last part to them… If I did, I’m sorry. But I’m not sorry, ‘cause it’s true.” Javi practically choked on his own spit, his quiet laughter to himself halted by your last comment.

“Well, you’re very sweet, Osita. I hope for everyone’s sake you spared them the last part.” Javi laughed, giving your hand a little squeeze as you rested your head on his shoulder across the center console.

“I’m being serious, Javi! It really isn’t fair to everyone else how fucking handsome you are. Or that like, you’re fucking sex god. Can we have sex when we get home? Please please please?” You begged, trying to give him your best drunken puppy dog eyes and pouty lip, Javi gently patting your leg knowing you were in absolutely no state to do anything besides get force fed some Gatorade and ibuprofen and go to sleep.

“I think that we need to get you into bed, baby. Maybe tomorrow, okay?”

“Into the bed where we have awesome sex all the time.” You retorted, shooting him a clumsy wink, pointing your finger at him. “Except this morning when we had sex in the bed and the shower. The shower is also a good place for sex. Do you remember when we had sex this morning?” You giggled, rubbing your hand over Javi’s thigh, working your way further up the denim before Javi reached down, placing your hand back in his, pulling it away.

“Yes, Osita, of course I remember. Tonight we’re just gonna get into the bed and sleep.” Javi chuckled, smiling at you with your bright red cheeks, still dancing in your seat to whatever song was playing on the radio as he turned to pull into the driveway of your house.

“Oh my gosh, we’re already home?! That was so fast. Let’s go to bed so we can sleep.” You gave Javi an overexaggerated wink as you parked in the garage, fumbling with the door handle to try and get out of the truck. Wanting to make sure you didn’t topple out of the passenger seat, Javi quickly unbuckled his seat belt, walking around to your side of the car, helping you down. You shot off to the door, fighting with the locked doorknob to try and get it open, instantly turning to panic when you realize it wouldn’t budge. “Jav! Jav! I forgot to bring my keys with me, I think we’re locked out of the house, I’m so- Oh. Nevermind.” Javi came up behind you, dangling his keys before reaching down to unlock the door. You stumbled through the mudroom and down the hallway, your eyes lighting up as you realized you were passing the kitchen. Trying to dart your way towards the pantry, you forgot that you had kicked off your shoes only a few moments earlier, making you slip and stumble on the hardwood floor, promptly landing you right on your ass.

“Jesus Hermosa, are you okay?” Javi rushed over, eyes wide with concern as he watched you tumble, trying to pick you up from the hysterical heap you had fallen into.

“I forgot I had socks on and I slipped. I’m such a fucking idiot, oh my god, that had to have looked so funny. My butt is gonna hurt tomorrow.” You cackled, hoisting your body up as Javi pulled you to stand, holding his hands firm on your hips, making sure you were stable.

“Alright, c’mon Osita, we’re almost to bed.”

“Wait, wait, I want Pop-Tart though! That’s why I was running to the kitchen!” You protested, Javi grabbing you to stop you before you tried to run full force down the hallway and slip again.

“I will get you a Pop-Tart, you just get yourself into bed, okay? I’ll be there in a second.” Javi pleaded with you, trying to direct you back down the hallway towards the bedroom, hoping you would go and he wouldn’t have to wrangle you any further.

“You promise?” You frowned, poking Javi’s chest, standing your ground until you were positive you were getting a Pop-Tart before you fell asleep. Javi leaned down, planting a soft kiss in your hair, brushing a stray piece away from your face, giving you a reassuring smile.

“Yes, I promise.”

That was all it took to have you dancing down the hallway towards the bedroom, back to singing to yourself with each step.

“Everyboddyyyyy, rock your booooddyyy. Rock your body right. Back Street’s back, alright!”

Finally seeing you had made your way into your room, Javi made his way to the kitchen, shuffling through the pantry to grab a shiny silver Pop-Tart wrapper, a red Gatorade and a bottle of Advil from the medicine cabinet before quickly heading back down the hall, your singing now muffled as Javi found you laying face down in the bed, still fully clothed. Javi wasn’t going to let you fall asleep in jeans and a sweater, so he carefully flipped you over, making you giggle as he began to unbutton your pants, shuffling them down your legs.

“I thought you said we weren’t having sex tonight, so why are you undressing me, hmmm?” You sassed, wiggling your bottom half to help Javi get your jeans off before he grabbed your arms, pulling you up to sit and prompting you to lift up your arms, stripping you of your top. “Are you trying to look at my boobs? I want a piece of Pop-Tart before you get a free show.”

“I’m just trying to get you in pajamas, baby. I’m not gonna let you fall asleep in what you wore to the bar. How about this, if you can get yourself in some pajamas, I’ll give you your Pop-Tart.” Javi chuckled, rolling his eyes at the ridiculous compromise he was finding himself making with his drunken wife.

“You strike a hard bargain, Mr. Peña. Fine, I will put on pajamas. Only because I love you very, very, very, very, very much. And I really want that Pop-Tart.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest as Javi threw you one of his t-shirts and a pair of sleep shorts, haphazardly trying to wrestle them onto your body before flopping back down on the bed. “Okay, they’re on! Pop-Tart me, bitch.”

“Did you just say Pop-Tart me, bitch?” Javi snorted, looking at you, sprawled out like a starfish, his shirt draped over your body backwards.

“Pop-Tart me, bitch. Please.” You replied, smugly nodding your head, pointing finger guns at him.

“You’re lucky you’re cute. I’m gonna go close up the house and then I’ll be back in bed. I love you, Osita.” Javi grinned, planting a kiss on your forehead, gently brushing your hair out of your face.

“I love you too, Javi. My Pop-Tart and my pussy are both ready for you when you get back.” You giggled, reaching over to grab the shiny, silver snack package Javi had left for you on your nightstand, now grabbing it like a microphone as you sang into it. “Back Street’s back, alrightttttt!”

“Jesus Christ…” Javi laughed, shaking his head as he gave you one last kiss before making his way back out of the bedroom, leaving you happily humming as you nibbled on the corner of your Pop-Tart, propped up on your stack of pillows. It didn’t take long for Javi to close up around the house, making sure to grab an extra package of Pop-Tarts and a big glass of water from the kitchen on his way back. “How’s the Pop-Tart, Osita?” Javi asked, gently closing the door behind him.

Silence.

“Osita?” He asked again, this time turning around to see that your singing and giggles had come to an end as you were passed out cold, sprawled out on top of the covers, Pop-Tart resting on your chest, rising and falling slowly with your soft snores. Javi laughed to himself, carefully taking the Pop-Tart off your chest and lifting you up to tuck you in under the covers, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. “Ducles sueños, Osita. Te amo mucho, loca (Sweet dreams, little bear. I love you so much, crazy.)

The next morning, you could hear yourself audibly groan as you turned over in the bed, shielding yourself from the sunlight peeking through the cracks in your curtain, head pounding from the brightness. You rubbed your eyes, squinting as you looked over at your nightstand to see the red letters of your alarm clock reading “10:37 A.M.” and the shiny glare of an opened Pop-Tart package, covered by a blue sticky note. You twisted over, realizing that Javi’s side of the bed was empty, before turning back with a grunt, reaching over to grab the sticky note.

Morning Osita. There’s Advil and Gatorade for you when you wake up. I think you may need it. I’ll have breakfast for you whenever you get up, unless you just want the Pop-Tart.

Love you

-J

Slowly, you hoisted yourself up, grabbing the Gatorade and pills Javi and left for you, popping them in your mouth, followed by a big swig of your drink, running both your hands over your face before letting out a deep sigh and sliding out of bed. You trudged down the hallway, rubbing your hand on your hip to ease the bruising pain you had felt since getting out of bed, greeted by the smell of breakfast in the kitchen, and Javi sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper, sipping on a cup of coffee.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” Javi chuckled, peeking over the top of his newspaper as he watched you as you stumbled your way into one of the empty kitchen chairs next to him at the table.

“I feel like shit.” You groaned, propping your elbows up on the table, resting your face in your hands. Javi set down his paper, draping his arm over your back, tracing small circles with his thumb along your still backwards shirt as he planted a soft kiss in your messy, sleepy hair.

“You were pretty drunk last night, Osita. Did you see the note I left for you?” Javi laughed quietly, shaking his head as he continued to rub your back. You turned your head over, looking up at Javi’s sympathetic gaze, scrunching your face as you let out a deep sigh.

“Yes thank you, oh my god, that Gatorade and Advil is gonna save my life. Why the hell was there a Pop-Tart on my nightstand?” You mumbled, reaching over to steal a sip of Javi’s coffee, accidentally letting a little dribble fall down onto your shirt, you were just now realizing it wasn't on right. “Wait, is my shirt backwards? My ass hurts like hell too, what the hell happened last night?”

“Why don’t I get you some breakfast and I’ll tell you all about it.”

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peaches-and-creamm · 7 days

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𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭? 𝓷𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶!

saw this and it made me go bonkers dude 😩 go read all of abi's stuff, she's easily one of my favorite content creators out there for sure!

wc: 2.6k

warnings: fem!dom, sub!yuta, pegging, lots of cum, whiny whiny yuta, pet names (giving), good boy, pretty boy, baby. yuta lets mommy slip once, overstim(male receiving), dacryphilia, praise and dumbification

use of the color system: green = go, yellow = slow (no use of red!)

not proofread!

🗡CHARACTERS OF AGE/AGED UP

He always had a hard time relieving stress, being the one to possibly have to replace his mentor takes a toll on a guy.

Yuta's safe place had always been in your arms, and each time he'd finally take a break from practice he would almost instantly reach for his phone, checking if there was a new text from you.

Every time he saw your name pop up on his screen, he'd smile- no matter how tired he felt.

The little heart by your name is a gentle reminder he was yours, and you his. You always were able to brighten his mood- but now? Now he could barely think of anything else besides how the sheets looked under him- how suddenly shaky his legs felt as he sat on his hands and knees, his naked rear up in the air.

You were gently caressing his back, successfully running shivers down his spine every time your nails scratched his soft skin.

"Doin' so good for me, yuta." You complemented into his ear, your voice low. A bite was given to his earlobe, gently tugging the skin between your teeth before the sensation was quick to vanish- leaving him wanting more.

He no longer felt the heat of your bare chest pressed against his back, but instead you began to beckon him to look at you.

Hesitantly, he turned his head around- his dark blue eyes staring into your own. He gulped, watching with eyes wide as you adjusted the strap that situated itself on your hips, letting out a shaky breath as he saw the length of the purple object.

He shut his eyes tightly and turned away, squeezing the sheets beneath his fists tighter.

"Hey, baby.. don't be so tense, okay?" Your gentle touch on his back made him jump slightly, his gaze moving from the pillow by his head to your face, some of his tension in his body releasing at how you rubbed at his back slowly.

"S-sorry...just.." He took a deep breath, moving off of his hands and knees to sit- looking at you while his hands gripped tightly at the blanket.

"No, no. Don't say sorry.." You reached up to his cheek, melting at how he instantly leaned into your touch. He visibly relaxed at how you caressed him lovingly, even bringing his own hand to rest against your own.

"sorry..." He meekly whispered, tilting his head to the side to place a gentle soft kiss against the palm of your hand, holding your hand close to him as he softly kissed at it.

"Color?" You smiled to him softly, your tone sweet and gentle as you made sure what the two of you were doing was okay.

"uhmm....yellow..?" He shrugged, not sounding very confident considering how shaky the word came out.

"can the pretty boy turn back around f' me?" You question with an eyebrow raised, your voice still soft and steady as you read his expression- making sure everything was good still.

He slowly nodded his head, gulping as he crawled back onto his hands and knees, opting to hide his face in the pillows.

"Shh, shh baby- relax okay?" You shushed him, one hand rubbing at his hip while the other slowly rubbed the lube on the outside of his hole. He shivered when what he assumed was your thumb began to rub slow circles against him.

He tried to steady his breathing, insead focusing on how your hand caressed his hip and side.

"Good boy, breathe justtt like that.." You comforted him, your hand slowly moving from his hip to push gently at his back. He followed your movements, allowing you to push his chest further into the bed.

He whimpered slightly as he felt your finger slowly enter him, shivering as you slowly stretched him out with just one finger.

All sorts of praises slipped from your lips, your other hand reached around his middle to caress at his neglected cock. He whimpered as your hand gently grazed his messy cockhead.

"So wet, yu....haven't even touched you that much yet..." You watched as he let out a loud whimper when another finger slipped into his heavily lubed ass.

"I....um....like it-" he mumbled out, his voice weak and wobbly.

"What's your color, pretty boy~?" You purred into his ear, your fingers slowly stretching him out- drawing a long whine from him.

"gr-greeen.." His breath got caught in his throat as you spread your fingers wider inside of him, the feeling new to him but certainly not unwelcome.

He let out a sad grumble when you removed your fingers, a small pout forming on his face.

"why'd you stop..?" He asked quietly, turning his head to the side, his cheek now pressing into the pillow so he could get a look at your face, the look was kind yet mischievous.

"cuz' i’m gonna put it in now, mkay?" You rubbed the small of his back, pushing on it so his chest was fully against the bed- causing him to have an arch that was mouth watering to look at.

"okay..." His voice was quiet, muffled by the fact he had turned his head back into the pillow, burying his face into the scent of you.

He squeaked when he felt the head of the strap on push against his hole, his breathing unsteady and mouth running dry as his eyes watered from the new sensation.

"Keep breathing, pretty boy, doin 's good for me...." You held his hips, rubbing slow, comforting circles into his skin.

He didn't say anything, but you saw how he nodded against the pillow. You reached one of your hands to his own and he instantly grabbed at it, letting you pull his hand behind his back so you could hold it.

"you're so pretty like this, yuta..." You softly complemented, stilling for a moment when he tensed up. The hand that held him squeezed it comfortingly a few times, and only when his grip loosened on your hand did you begin to push into him again.

"holy-" He swore quietly into the pillow, his mouth open as he took deep breaths.

"takin' me so well...almost fully in, okay?" You leaned down to place a soft kiss against his spine, making him shiver. He let out a surprised noise when he felt your hips meet his own.

"tell me when I can move, okay pretty boy?" You gave his hand another reassuring squeeze, letting go of his hand when he tried to move it back to squeeze at the fabric of the pillow his head was on.

After a few moments, instead of speaking- Yuta wiggled his hips side to side, letting out a low groan at the feeling.

"move, please...." He panted out breathlessly, instantly letting out a loud high pitched moan when you pulled out of him almost all the way, leaving just a few inches inside of him.

Right when he was about to tell you to move again, you did a slow, deep thrust into him. You took his loud cry as encouragement to continue snapping your hips against his, your hands gripping on his hips and leading him back into the silicone cock.

Each time your hips met his thoughts seemed to be slipping further and further- the only thing he knew was that it felt good, like, way better than he even began to think of.

"So pretty like this-" You complimented him between thrusts, eyes watching carefully as one of his hands slithered under him.

His hand barely grazing his abandoned cock was enough to let a loud broken whine pass his lips. He fisted the sheets tighter as his fingers barely touched the wet head of his swollen, red cock.

If you looked hard enough- well, looked at all really, you'd be able to see how his precum pooled out of his tip and leaked onto the blankets below him.

You stopped, and almost the second you did the whine he let out from the sudden loss of contact was flat out pornographic.

"yu, baby? Can you turn around for me, pretty boy?" You pulled out of him with a soft 'pop!' and he pushed himself off the bed, cringing at how his fluids covered the bed- frowning at how the lower half of his stomach was wet- had he really been enjoying it that much?

You watched as he wiggled to lay on his back, arching upwards so his own precum that was on the sheets wouldn't touch his skin.

"Spread for me, my pretty boy.." You positioned yourself between his thighs, grabbing one of his legs to lift it up towards his chest.

"Can you hold this f'me?" You smiled when you saw him nod and shakily bring his hand up to grab at the underside of his knee, holding it up while you re-positioned the fake cock to his hole.

"wait- n-no don't!" He whined out as you quickly bottomed out inside of him, his free hand moved to slap itself over his mouth- muffling the obscene noises that passed his lips as your hips met.

The second your hand reached his cock your hand was easily able to twist up and down it slowly- having plenty of wet to work with.

"m'gonna....I don't want to already-" He whimpered out- his breathing shallow as he shut his eyes tightly, the hand over his mouth pushed down further to where you were unable to understand anymore.

"Awe don't hold back handsome...." You slowed down your hand but kept up the same pace while thrusting in and out of him.

You only wish you could feel how he clenched around the fake cock slamming in and out of him- but decided the fucked out look on his face was enough for now.

"Yuta, baby- look at me.." You reached the hand that wasn't holding his cock between your hand and grabbed at his wrist, moving it off of his mouth.

With his hand out of the way you could see how he was drooling, the way tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he tried his best to keep them open and looking at you like you'd asked.

"Feel good baby? Gonna cum f'me?" You whispered, your thrusts slowing, but instead you put most of your energy into forming your hand into an 'o' shape and greedily fisting his cock, drawing high pitched pretty whines from his open mouth.

"please- I wanna....please-..." The grip he had on his thigh that held his leg up tightened- the other one trying to grab at you in any way it could.

His larger hand grabbed at your breast, frantically squeezing as his breathing picked up. His hand stopped moving and he threw his head back onto the pillow.

"Does a pretty boy wanna cum?" You asked, watching as his face contorted with pleasure- your hips thrusted faster into his own, your hand moving up and down along his wet cock.

"gonna c-" He couldn't get the words out of his mouth before it was cut off with a loud cry as he came, thick ropes spraying all over your hand and onto your chest, coating your hand that didn't falter its brutal pace.

"w-wait wait stop-" Tears began rolling down his cheeks, eyes trying to focus on how you continued to fist his cock- your thrusts slowing down yet not completely stopping.

"What's your color, pretty boy?" You leaned closer to him, halting your movements while nipping at his ear- successfully sending shivers down his spine once more.

"nono- don't stop, please-" He whined, grabbing at your wrist to try and get you to keep moving.

"color?"

"fuck-" He swore through gritted teeth, hissing as he blinked fat tears out of his eyes.

"Green- please, mommy- nggh~" He couldn't form words anymore- hell, he couldn't even get anything but broken sobs out of his mouth.

"Look so pretty like this, yu....should've let me do this when I asked the first time~" You purred into his ear and all he could do was dumbly nod, his face scrunching up yet again as he gripped harshly at your breast.

You nibbled and kissed under his jaw, pulling out of him while continuing to jerk him off, the wet sounds filling the room while you used his own cum as lube as a means to overstimulate him.

"nuh uh- m' not-" He shook his head from side to side, his mouth open as he tried taking breaths to steady himself.

"say you are n' i'll let you cum again-" Almost the second you whispered into his ear he started sputtering all sorts of praises- for you, and for himself in hopes of you making him cum again.

"oh- yes, pretty- yes m' prettyyy fuckkk- please~?" He gripped at your wrist in an attempt to get you to move again, and you almost didn't; but the way his body was shaking made you decide that you'd play nice (for now, anyway.)

The second you picked up the pace again it was faster than before, his moans picked up in volume and in how drawn out they were- you could tell he was already close again by the way his back arched further up, ignoring the sticky feeling on his back from where his precum once was.

"gonna cum- please c'n I?" He begged through broken sobs, his hand on your wrist tightening enough to bruise in the morning for sure.

"cum for me pretty boy, please?" You sweetly mewled into his ear, other hand moving to cusp at the base of his cock- squeezing it while you gave extra attention to the sensitive tip, quickly pushing him over the edge yet again.

"fuuck! cumming- m' i'm-" His hips bucked into the air as he came once again, his moans turning into high pitched cries of your name and curses.

Your hand came to a stop- a giggle passed by your lips as you slowly pulled your hand away, thick globs of white and cream coloured cum sticking in-between your fingers.

"did so good, pretty.." You leaned up to him to place a kiss to his temple, the hand not coated in his fluids brushing hairs off of his forehead that was dampened with his sweat.

He just hummed in acknowledgement, his eyes closed as his breathing ever so slowly evened out.

"....thank...s" He managed to whisper out after a few moments of silence, his voice hoarse and shaky from its overuse.

"anytime." You flirtatiously winked at him, drawing a small chuckle out. You kissed his forehead once more before moving away to go clean yourself up- admiring how tired he looked with a fond smile on your face as you left the room.

~BONUS~

"hey, yu?" you called from the bathroom, your boyfriend in the other room only whined quietly out to let you know he was listening.

"I don't think I've heard you swear so much before!" you laugh out, returning with a cup of water and a wet rag to clean him up with.

"It felt good! What was I supposed to do? say "oh great heavens!" " He laughed loudly, tiredly smiling at you as you swatted his hand that tried grabbing the wet rag from your own.

"you're ridiculous sometimes." you shook your head with a small chuckle, quickly returning the whispered "you love me though!" with an

"until I rot."

M.LIST♥

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kurogane2512 · 2 months

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It's Signora thirsting hours once again sigh...

NSFW AHEAD

Signora with a dick btw cause yes she deserves it

I noticed I usually make Signora to be on the receiving end whenever I write reader with a dick or strap. In my defense, it's majorly cause I really want to love and pleasure her so it kind of comes naturally to me, and she just fits the dominating bottom persona so well like she's fully in control of how you use the dick on her cause she knows what she wants.

But ngh I won't deny I want to be dicked down by her so bad, especially when she's in her Crimson Witch form 😩😮‍💨

When she comes back from her long missions, she loves watching you suck her off and relief herself from all the stress and exhaustion. She's definitely the type to edge you first just to overstimulate you later, she loves doing both. Gonna make you cockwarm her while she works on documents, she expects complete obedience at this time as she needs to focus on work. But oh boy, the muffled whines and whimpers leaving your mouth are so distracting

She's got both mommy and mistress vibes imo. She's more caring as a mommy, surprisingly. It's the moments when she rewards you, calling you a good girl and letting you cum. And she's a cruel mistress for sure, but she knows you love it so much. This is when she punishes you for misbehavior (which you did intentionally just to rile her up). She'll tie you up and pound into you with her dick so hard that tears of pleasure stream down your face, she's gonna fill you up so well with her seed.

Then her Crimson Witch form.... Good lord I'm on my knees everytime I think of it. She doesn't even need a dick here, her fingers are more than enough. Just plunge 2 of them inside and you are already seeing stars, not to mention how hot her skin is in this form and it increases the pleasure tenfold 😮‍💨😮‍💨

I need her to ruin me so bad then give me the best aftercare cause I know she will 🥹😋

#genshin impact #genshin women #kuro's thoughts #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #la signora #signora x reader #la signora x reader

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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year

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Gojo satoru x F!+m! reader

MINORS DNI---. ❌🤠

Female reader special! <-- Working out with gojo ;)

Gojo x F! sorcerer reader <;--

HEADCANNONS OF HIM EATING YOU OUT AND SLOPPY TOPPY

FEMALE READER. (Use of mommy)

Gojo will eat you out like ITS SURVIVALL. Pushing you over the nearest table or counter and holding your hands while he eats you out.

Gojo loves when you sit on his face after a stressful day of being annoyed by the 'higher ups' he loves looking forward to you smashing his face in between your thighs.

"D-Dont fuhkin stop baby. Cum on my face mommy. Wanna swallow that cum down my throat~ please give it to me~"

Gojo who would rub his thumb against your clit while shoving his tongue inside of you. Reaching spots you never knew existed

"Toru~ oh fuck toru. I-..Im gonna cum. Ah~ you make me feel so good daddy."

"yeah? You like that. Oooh shit~ you like how I rub on your clit?"

Gojo who BEGS you too keep riding his face even if he taps or grabs on your ass hard because it's so FUCKING hot to him.

"baby. Baby please come back. It's fine I'll be okay just plzz sit on my face again~" tsk tsk him making puppy eyes wouldn't work on you this time.

Gojo who asks you to absolutely ruin his hair. He tryna have his hair FUCKED UP. A pretty boy like him getting devoured in your pussy.

Grab his hair and jerk on it roughly when you feel like his tongue isn't deep enough inside of you. Ride his face like your holding on for dear life. Gojo wants you to completely cover his face with your cum.

Gojo wants you to have the hottest orgasm in your life. To the point where he cums so FUCKING hard through his pants.

While you make out gojo would shift his hands down your pants. "Mmm this pussy wet f' me already?" Then shove his fingers inside of you. He'd finger you against the wall while mimicking your moans against your ear.

Gojo loves to shove his fingers inside of you, rushing back and forth as if it's his cock then sticking his tongue out waiting for your delicious cum. The way he'd breathe heavy like you as he waited for you to reach a orgasm that would send you shivers.

M! READER. .(zaddy😩😩)

Gojo was tired of being asked for arranged marriages and relationships with girls. 'sorry, I'm gay yK that right. 100% gay' boop. Hangs up phone. Why bullshit around with people he doesn't even like? He wanted you.

Gojo who has you wake up to him sucking your cock. "T-toru..hah...mmh..what r you doing.."

Mmm I figured this would be the perfect way to wake you up baby. I still want you from last night, why'd you tease me like that :((

You and gojo we're at a party and he sure did make a entrance coming their in his ICONIC BLACK SHIRT (OH LAWD😭😭😩)

His muscles were FLEXED like crazy and you were NOT having all those girls stare at that sexy built man of yours.

You pushed him into a bathroom stall and pulled down his pants and fingered him

"F-FUCK Mmm~ daddy doesn't like seeing his little slut all worked up for him?" He was so fucking horny. He didn't care if you fucked him and everyone was lined up outside the bathroom. God he loved your cock inside of him

During missions he'd make quick haste with the special grade curses and pounce on you while undressing himself

When gojo gives you head he sometimes forgets his eyes are covered "Toru~ wanna see your eyes baby.. can I take it off?"

"mmph..mhm..you can do whatever ya' want to me daddy~"

While fucking him youd take the cloth covering his eyes and shove it inside his mouth. Have him crying and screaming through it while you fuck him doggy style

Gojo who sucks your dick in a hot spring. The hot water constantly splashing against his face as he bobbed his head up and down while jerking off with the other hand.

Gojo who secretly wants you to fuck him in his domain. The bliss of knowing everything and being at the center of the universe in utter peace. Being able to yell out for you so FUCKING loud till he loses his voice because no one could hear.

Pov: you said his domain gave you a headache and never went back in again :(( he begs shoko to find a way to let him change his 'nauseous domain'

#gojo x female reader #gojo x y/n #gojo x you #gojo x reader #gojo x male reader #sub jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #sub gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #gojo headcanons #gojo smut #gojou satoru x reader

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sturn1olo-ffics · 8 months

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chris x fem!reader and reader had a vv long day nd she js wants to cuddle w her boyfriend?

if you don’t wanna write it totally okay 😜

- MY GIRL -

- Chris Sturniolo x Fem reader (she/her pronouns used)

- Warnings: barely any kissing, cuddling, use of y/n, fluff, I think that’s it??; NOT PROOFREAD

- About: request above 😈 I love this 😩

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(Y/N’s POV):

It was 10:00 and I was just getting out of a meeting. My manager kept throwing things on me left and right and I was starting to get extremely overwhelmed.

I hopped in the drivers seat of my car and began to drive home. I had such a long day, I didn’t even turn any music on.

I got home, walked inside my house, and immediately got in the shower before I hear my phone ding.

“Hey :) I saw you had a long day on your Snapchat story. Wanna come over? Or I can come to yours?” 10:31 p.m.

It was a text from Chris.

“Yeah, I’ll be over in about 30 minutes. Gotta shower” 10:32 p.m. I respond.

After showering and doing my skin care, I throw on a big t-shirt and some pajama shorts along with some shoes before grabbing my phone, wallet, and keys, and stepping out of the house.

The drive over to Chris’ wasn’t bad. My head was pounding and I just wanted to be with my boy.

After pulling in the driveway, I was met with Matt and Nick in the front yard.

“What are y’all doing?” I laughed. They were filming a TikTok, but seeing it from an outside perspective was embarrassingly funny.

“Y/N!!” Nick yelled as he ran towards me.

“Chill Nick it’s 11:00 at night. We have neighbors.” Matt said calmly before grabbing Nick’s shoulder.

“Where’s Chris?” I asked, dapping both the boys up.

“He’s in his room. Told us not to go in there.” Nick responded.

“Ah- okay. Well, I’m gonna go see what he’s up to.” I giggled before walking into their house.

“Hi sweet girl.” A loving voice came from behind me as I entered the kitchen.

I turn around to see it was Chris, and he instantly pulls me into a hug.

“Been a long day, huh?” He asked, rubbing little circles into my back.

I nodded into his shoulder before he pulled away and turned me around, setting a hand on the small of my back, leading me down to his room.

I open the bedroom door to see my favorite movie queued on the TV and my favorite snacks on the bed.

“Chris-” I said before a tear slipped out.

“I know you’ve had a rough day, and I was hoping to try and make you feel better.” He giggles at me crying over the simple gesture.

He pulled me into another hug and gave me a soft, sweet peck to the lips before he lead me to the bed and turned out the lights.

I curled up into his side while he wrapped one arm around me, pulling me closer to him.

He leaned down and gently placed a kiss to the top of my head as we watched my favorite movie and ate snacks.

Every single bit of stress I felt on me had been swept away because I was with Chris. My favorite person. I slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms.

The movie ended and just as he leaned over to grab the remote to turn the TV off, Matt walked in.

“Hey do you know where the-” Matt began before Chris interrupted.

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of Matt’s voice.

“Shhh Matt. My girl is sleeping. Go ask Nick.” He whispered across the room.

I was barely awake, but hearing him call me “his girl” made my heart skip 3 beats.

“My bad.” Matt whispered back before softly closing the door behind him.

I shifted a little bit in my sleep before Chris placed a kiss on my forehead.

“Sorry sweet girl.” He patted my back.

“I love when you call me your girl.” I mumbled into his chest.

“Oh yeah?” He giggled, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

“I love you Chris.” I smiled into him.

“I love you more, y/n. Good night.” He whispered as my eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep.

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A/N: This was more of a blurb almost but I low key really like it. I’m all here for short-ish, sweet fics. Also, I will literally do any request ever as long as it has nothing weird in it like smut or implied smut. Love always 💙💙.

#fluff #sturniolo triplets x reader #chris sturniolo x you #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #chris x you #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x you #the sturniolos #matt sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo fluff

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creedslove · 4 months

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my period cramps are killing me. (literally I'm crying and laying in my bed rn)

I need my handsome DEA agent to lay down with me and hold me until the pain will finally dissappear 😩

(at this point I think I'm dying, why does it have to be so baad??)

Javier Peña x f!reader

A/N: I know bestie, I've had my period for two months now, I went to the doctor got some meds to cut it but it still won't go away 😭 I can't stand it anymore

• Javi HATES to see you in pain, but when I say he hates it, I mean it, he hates it with passion because he can't bear his cariño suffering like that, and to make things worse, he can't do anything about it

• of course he does what he can, but if he could, he would take the pain away from you, or he would find a way to prevent you from getting your period in the first place

• in fact, Javi knows a very good way to prevent you from getting your period and every time he's buried deep inside your cunt his cock twitches just at the mere thought of it, but he knows he can't do it without a warning, so he does whatever he can to relief your stress and pain

• also, Javi is 100% pro the orgasm method to handle the pain, if he can give you one to fight off your cramps and other discomforts of your period, he will gladly do it, however, he also respects your needs and if that's a no go area for you during that time, he will find other ways of dealing with it

• I will always defend my thesis that Javi was a mama boy while growing up and that's why he learned how to treat women so well, which includes knowing how to handle them when they are in pain, so yeah, you can expect him to make you tea, get you a heating pad and he will make late a night runs into the drugstore just to get your painkillers

• he would also bring you a small treat kinda like a cat, so you can expect him with a granola bar, or a little chocolate or some flower he found on the street, just to see you smile

• he will hold you until you are asleep, he'll rub your back, kiss the top of your head and make sure to remind you the pain will go away and you will soon go back to being his beautiful rayo de sol ☀️

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#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal headcanon #pedro pascal headcanons #javier peña #javier peña x reader #javier peña x you #javier peña x y/n #javier peña fanfiction #javier peña fanfic #javier peña headcanon #javier peña headcanons

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sugartitzblah · 1 year

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main four + butters eating you out.

warnings: nsfw, eating out, fingering, dirty talk.

disclaimer: characters mentioned are aged up, no pronouns mentioned.

stanley marsh.

omg how do i even start?

he definitely overstimulates you until you’re a screaming mess. he can go down on you every and any moment unless y’all are out in public.

you ask for head? he will be immediately in between your legs, ready to eat your pussy like a starved men!

he goes fast on you, who are you to blame him? he was a touch starved hormonal virgin teen before he met you, let him worship your pussy. 😭🙏🏻

the first time he went down on you was messy, but it felt weirdly good. he isn’t a very fast learner so you had to be patient with him. my poor boy probably didn’t knew what a clitoris was, he probably thought that the clit was some inside joke among the girls until you told him that the clit was a real thing. :((

once he learns he does it like a pro, makes you cum without failing every time he goes down on you. he once made you cum by only licking and kissing down your clothed pussy and clit and it was so nhgg… 😩

sit on his god damn face, don’t ask him if he can breathe just sit on his fucking face like a chair. and while you’re sitting on him pull his hair, just do it.

whenever you moan his name while he goes down on you you can feel him smirking against your dripping core and it’s just so fucking hot.

reassure him! tell him he did a good job, he likes praise.

stanley is a thigh man, for sure. he could spend hours in between your legs without a brake. and there he was, gripping tightly on the soft flesh of your legs, pulling you closer to his face, his nose brushing against your clit every time you grind your hips up against his face to feel his tongue deeper inside of you. you knew that his tight grip would leave noticiable bruises on your skin later but that didn’t seem to be a problem for you because of the way you kept moving your hips back and forward against his face. “don’t move.” he said, parting away from your pussy for a moment to place his left hand on your tummy before returning back to your cunt. leaving opened mouth kisses against your core, brushing his tongue against your dripping cunt to pick up your juices. he’s eager, thrusting his tongue in and out of you. he kept overstimulating you, the only thing you could do is grip on the dark locks of his hair. “s-stan, please. let me cum.”

you pleaded while arching your back, he looked up to see your needy expressions, trailing his eyes down your fully naked body, taking notice in your perked and neglected nipples. “hold on a little longer, be good for me.” the one hand that rested on your tummy reached your tits, he squeezed and cupped your left breast while he kept sucking down your pussy, his tongue traveling up to you clit while his thumb finger brushed against your hard nipple. “but stan, i really can’t hold it back anymore. please let me cum.” you pleaded once again, he felt kind of guilty for overstimulating his little princess. “fine, you get to cum now.” he spoke, moments later he felt all of your vaginal fluids coming out of you after a long time trying to retain back your orgasm. “god.” he chuckled while licking the last juices that came out of you like a starved man, he then rested his chin on your tummy while he licked his own lips. “you did amazing, i love you.” he placed a small kiss on your hip while you breathed heavily, trying to recover from your orgasm. “now i feel so much better, thank you sweetheart.” you said while resting your forearm on your face, smiling while you felt his lips curling into a smile against the hot skin of your abdomen. “anything for you.”

kyle broflovski.

don’t get me started with this mf. drugs? nah, you’re pussy better than any drug. 🤭

“you’re stressed, baby? let me help you with that.”

he takes his time down there. i think we all can agree that kyle is more into intimate and slow sex. he likes to know what are your sweet spots, what you like and what you don’t, he’s all about making you feel good and he does not miss.

you know, men with big noses. it’s canon that kyle’s nose is crooked so you have a lot of fun grinding down on his nose whenever he goes down on you, it rubs against your clit just the right way. 🤭

he’s not very lucky with girls as we know so the first time he eats you out it’s very awkward. he’s not very familiar with sexual things but don’t worry, he’s a very smart boy so he learns pretty fast. unlike stan, he at least knows where the clit is.

guide him and tell him what you like, he would feel really bad if he does something you don’t like or something that makes you feel uncomfortable.

he pretty much uses his fingers and tongue to stimulate your pussy but he doesn’t like overstimulating you in any way, he just wants you to feel relaxed while he’s doing it, he’s such a sweetheart. :(

service dom. he does whatever you ask him to, he would do anything to make you feel good unless you ask him to slap you or harm you in any way, he’s not really into that but when he feels extra horny he can pull on your hair or wrap his hands around your neck to put pressure on it, but just a little bit, the enough amount to make your pussy clench around his tongue.

you felt his hot breathing against your aching core while his hands rested on your waist. you were sitting down on his desk, all of his study books were quickly forgotten. it started with a small make out session, reassuring him that after the quick make out he could keep studying but things got heated and now he was kneeling on the floor in front of your cunt, with his head in between your thighs, leaving long and slow licks against your clothed pussy. he lowered one of the hands that rested on your waist to your lacy panties, pushing them to the side with his slender fingers to have full access to your intimate zone. his tongue dragged against your wet core while his thumb rubbed your clit. you moaned, gripping the sides of the desk you were sitting on while arching your back. with his free hand, he took your right leg to wrap it around his shoulder so you could be in a more comfortable position while he kissed down on your exposed pussy. he looked up, caressing your leg softly, he pushed his tongue against your entrance oh so slowly, he licked up and down, rubbing against all your sweet spots.

his thumb kept brushing your clit until he decided to slide his middle and index fingers down your core, recollecting your arousal while entering his two fingers inside of you. you were now a moaning mess and kyle loved watching your fucked up expressions, his eyes wouldn’t look away from your cute face. “feeling good, darling?” he asked, parting away from your wet core while looking down for a moment, he moved his fingers in and out of you so easily because of how wet you were for him. “enjoying yourself?” he asked teasingly with a soft smile adorning his handsome features, his eyes focused on how your pussy clenched around his fingers every time he dragged them in and out. “f-fuck, kyle…” you moaned while closing your eyes for a moment. he gripped your thigh softly with his free hand, making you open your eyes. “eyes on me, baby.” he said before returning to lick down on your clit, his digits worked down on your needy core. you were in heaven with the way kyle was eating you out, so nice and slow, taking his time on pleasuring not paying attention to anything else but you.

“ready to add another finger?” he asked softly against your clit, looking up at you waiting for an answer. you just nod softly, looking down at the way he now entered his ring finger inside of you, moving his three and long fingers inside of you, hitting all the right spots. “keep going, please…” you pleaded softly while biting down your lower lip. and like you ordered, he kept moving and rubbing his fingers against your dripping walls until you reached your climax. he showered you with cuddles and praises after doing so good for him.

eric cartman.

he’s a selfish little bitch so when y’all started dating the only thing that he wanted was blowjobs and that’s it.

when you asked him nicely that you wanted head he seemed hesitant about it. he made you beg for it, he kept saying things like “i don’t know, maybe beg a little more?” annoying little bitch. it’s not like he doesn’t want to eat you out, he in fact seems like the type of dude who likes face riding but he just loves to see you beg for what you want.

you actually got upset with him for being a bully about it, you didn’t talk to him for an hour and like the attention whore he is he was now the one begging for you.

“fine, I’ll give you head. open your legs, bitch.”

now who were you to deny his demands? even though you were still kind of mad you did parted your legs. 🙄

do not guide him, he’ll just shush you down saying that he knows what he’s doing (even though he doesn’t know).

since he didn’t want to take your advices he just went with it his own way and surprisingly he was kind of good at it. you had mixed feeling about it, sometimes he moved his tongue and mouth against your cunt so good and other times he just moved his mouth and tongue in a weird way against your core.

“baby, i don’t think you should be nibbling on my clit.”

“shut up, i know what i’m doing!”

luckily he’s a quick learner like kyle. he surely wants to make you feel good to bust his ego even more, so he learns what you like and don’t like by the way your body twitches, how you moan and when he sees or feels your pussy clenching. by only that, he knows where and how to kiss and lick. 🤭

he guided your movements, caressing and squeezing your thighs while you rode his face. you felt his tongue moving eagerly against your core every time you dragged your hips back and forward, gripping tightly on his brunette hair, moaning and whimpering because of how his tongue worked against your cunt. he gripped even more tightly on your thighs to keep your movements steady. he felt how your legs had become shaky so he helped you by guiding you down his face, his tongue roaming against your pussy lips at any chance he got, sucking on your arousal, making you squirm. you felt your climax closer and closer by the way your tummy tickled. “eric, i’m going to cum…” you announced while gripping on his hair tighter. he slapped softly your right thigh while bobbing and snuggling his head to be closer to your cunt, letting you know that you had the permission to finally cum.

once you felt your orgasm hitting you pushed your head back while sighing in relieve, bucking your hips up and down slowly, he sucked on your fluids. once he was done with your pussy you got off his face, he was breathing heavily and he seemed flustered. he brushed the excess of your cum that stained his face with his thumb to then lick on it, humming softly. “happy now? you moan like a bitch on heat.” he smirked while you rested your body on his bed, ignoring the way he mocked your moans. “ no baby, you don’t get to rest. be a good slut now and get on your knees for me. it’s your turn.” he wrapped his arms around your waist, hovering your body to leave wet and messy kisses on your neck, you were a panting mess. “fuck you, let me rest for a moment.” he know pulled your shaking body to his lap, placing his hands on your hips while nibbling down your ear. “get down. i’m not asking.” he whispered, teasingly. it was going to be a long night.

kenny mccormick.

i know y’all been waiting for him. he’s the best pussy eater through this entire list.

before dating you he hooked up with every single person on south park so we can all agree that he would know how to take care of you.

he loves blowjobs but he also loves eating you out, it’s 50/50 for him, no preference.

he doesn’t go to slow neither to fast, he eats your pussy the perfect way. he can have a full make out session with your pussy for hours without noticing that he’s overstimulating you, he just gets so much into it, not that you complain.

he’s freaky, if y’all are in public or out with his friends he will straight up whisper into your ear that he wants to eat you out all of the sudden, you don’t even see it coming, he just stands behind you while caressing your hips, bending over to whisper the most nasty and filthy things you will ever hear, he will even whimper against your ear if he’s feeling extra.

he leaves marks everywhere down your stomach before actually going down on you.

he will take off your underwear using his teeth when he’s feeling silly. 🤭

but when he’s desperate he will tore off your panties, he had ruined many of your underwear because of that and you always end up complaining but the moment he goes down on you, you forget about it immediately.

you hummed softly while holding your nintendo switch with your hands, laying facing down, supporting all the weight of your body with your elbows. kenny looked at you from afar, placing his comic down your bed to take a look of your body. fuck, you looked so hot wearing those pair of lacy panties and his shirt, it was so much to handle. he adjusted himself in between your legs, pushing his hips up to hump against your ass, making you yelp in surprise while dropping your nintendo. you peeked through your shoulder, feeling your boyfriend’s hands creep inside the shirt you were wearing, he felt how you arched your back so you could rub your ass against his clothed dick. “fuck… you look so hot.” he whispered while cupping your tits, squeezing them and observing how the shirt that covered your body rolled up because of the way you arched, uncovering the soft flesh of your ass and hips, making him grip tighter on your breasts.

“kenny…” you moaned once again now feeling how your clothed cunt rubbed against his now hardening dick. he was quick to change the position of your body, laying you on your back and immediately bending over, trailing his tongue down your stomach until he was right in front of your now aching core. he took the elastic of your cotton panties in between his teeth, slowly taking them off until you were fully uncovered, loving the sight of your wet pussy. “you’re so wet for me, baby.” he whispered, trailing the palm of his hand against your core to feel your arousal. he took your legs to part them even more further, taking his hand away from your core to spit on it before leaving small kitten licks against your zone, clearly having fun teasing you. “don’t tease, kenny.” you said in between heavy breathes and he just chuckled at your comment, kissing and finally entering his hot muscle inside your cunt, feeling how you wrapped your legs around his head to pull him closer to you, wanting nothing more than to pleasure you and that’s exactly what he did through out the night, you tried not to moan to load to not wake up your parents who slept mindlessly on the next room without knowing that the blonde boy was fucking their child with his tongue.

butters stotch.

poor baby, how do we even start with butters? he gets so nervous every time he eats you out, he only wants to make you feel good and he does, but he needs a lot of reassurance.

he’s also touch starved and every little touch makes him whimper, he’s very sensitive. he gets hard so easily, you find it very cute how he starts apologizing when you notice the tent forming inside his jeans.

actually he was the one who suggested eating you out. he nicely asked you trying not to stutter with his words, he’s so fucking adorable.

he is very slow while doing it, he unintentionally teases you by kissing your inner thighs and your tummy before actually eating you out, he just wants to make sure you’re feeling good. 😔

he loves privacy but he knows that at his house will be imposible to have a private moment with you so you guys just hang out at your house always, he doesn’t want his parents annoying him while he’s with you.

always asks you if you’re comfortable, he will find the best position for you so you don’t feel uncomfortable, he’s more about pleasuring you.

his hands are always caressing your hips or legs while he’s eating you out, he will not grip your body to tightly because he doesn’t want to hurt you.

“are you sure you’re fine with this?” he asked while leaving small kisses against your core, to scared to use his tongue on you. those little kisses sent shivers down your spine, making your back arch in need for more. “butters, i’m sure.” you said, breathing heavily. he just looked up at you, sighing nervously. you felt his shaky breathe against your pussy, gripping tightly on the bedsheets until you finally felt his tongue slowly rubbing against you. when he heard you gasp he traveled his hands up to your waist, pulling you closer to his face to keep trailing his tongue against your pussy. you guided him, pulling on his hair softly while looking down. “baby, you’re doing so good…” you praised and you felt him smile against your core, leaving opened mouth kisses against you and trailing his tongue to your clit, licking and sucking on the sensitive nub. butters started traveling his mouth to your inner tight, kissing and licking your flesh softly. “are you feeling good, honey?” he asked softly in between kisses, you just nod in response while humming.

his thumb rubbed your aching clit, moving once again his lips closer to your dripping cunt after leaving a trail of wet kisses on your inner thigh. with his tongue, he picked up all your juices, entering his tongue slowly to your core, making sure to lap his tongue so deliciously against your gushy walls, his tongue rubbing against your sensitive spots, just the right way. you whimpered because of the feeling, hands that rested on your waist moving down your tummy to your legs, wrapping them around his head softly while caressing them. “butters i’m going to cum soon…” you announced and he just opened his eyes to look at you, his tongue working down on your pussy. he nodded softly, moving his tongue and lips a little bit faster so you could finally hit your orgasm. your legs felt shaky and you were feeling your lower abdomen tickle. hands pulling on your boyfriend’s hair, back arched and head pushed back… you were so close to your release and the one thing that made you hit your orgasm was butter’s thumb rubbing your clit. he pulled away from you, the both of you breathing heavily while he inched closer to you, leaving a small peck on your lips so you could taste your own arousal. “thank you baby, you did so good…” you whispered against his lips softly.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

#south park x reader #kyle brovlofski x reader #south park headcanons #stan marsh x reader #kenny mcormick x reader #butters scotch x reader #eric cartman x reader

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My boobs have been in pain the past three days but all I know is if I got a massage from Heehoon, it would go away in an instant 😩

- 🐉

“aw, your boobs hurt? let me give them a massage, baby,” they’re gonna offer with the sweetest smile but you both can see beyond that, heeseung would be the kind to use your tits like stress balls but in a way that it’ll make you feel good too, he’d use oil as well, trying to make it professional for you when in reality he’s getting hard by hearing your little whimpers.

jake would be more soft and slow with his fingers, also teasing you saying that it’ll soothe your nerves, kissing your tits gently to shoo the pain away, his plush lips so soft, they’re gonna give you goosebumps but yes, it doesn’t end there, the poor boy won’t be able to keep his hands to himself and soon, you’ll find yourself riding his cock with your tits in his mouth.

#🐉 anon #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut

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obeymycok · 9 months

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Random Obey Me HC Pt.3

Taglist: @trashlord-007 @asmos-slut @thatoneweebsworld @simpinginthecorner

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Asmo cried because of what a parrot said to him

Barbatos stress bakes and invites Luke and Beel over for the aftermath

Belphie got one of those old people chairs for his shower so he could sit and fall asleep…the brothers have had to wake him up multiple times😩

Belphie likes cosplaying with Levi even if he acts like it’s a drag

Satan’s an excellent gymnast due to work outs with Beel and yoga with Asmo, which also makes fighting him a pain (literally)

He’s the second most athletic brother behind Beel

Mammon’s a great boxer and has yet to lose a fist fight

Mammon’s also actually really good at video games when they’re not multiplayer

He gets too distracted by the other screen and sometimes even forgets which one he’s playing

The twins have tried bunk beds many times but neither of them can safely top bunk

Beel always forgot he was on top and fell down the ladder and Belphie either rolled off in his sleep or stayed so still everyone straight up forgot my boy😔

Beel uses(and eats) any soap that’s in the bathroom which is why Asmo keeps his shit LOCKED up even though he has his own bathroom

Levi attracts mosquitoes like the plague and they ONLY go after him🥲

If one of the bros wants to go outside and not get mosquito bites they drag Levi along (free him)😭

Meanwhile Lucifer has gotten 1 in his entire existence which is probably why he loves camping so much

#OBEY ME #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #Obey Me Levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #Obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me barbatos #obey me headcanons

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done-with-the-shit · 1 year

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->Relationship Headcanons<-

Chuuya x Reader

This is the first time I write headcanons so it may not be very good.. Also English is not my first language, please keep that in mind while reading! Ty and enjoy♡

Anime: Bungou Stray Dogs

Characters: Chuuya Nakahara

Note: GN!Reader

///SFW///

I imagine that after an eternity of denying his feelings, he angrily confessed to you without even realising he did😃

Like you'd be minding your own business and he just randomly comes to you screaming in your face about how he hates the fact that he loves you or something...

After that he will most likely lock himself in his office and regret his life decisions😕

But you will go to him and also confess your undying obsession love for him so it's all fine!

Anyways as for when you two start actually dating he would be such a lovely boyfriend♡

Very romantic for sure~

Like definitely buys you flowers 'cause why not?

He'd also spoil the hell out of you.

He works for the mafia after all so money isn't a problem for him😉

If you are taller than him please don't tease him!! (my man's only 5'3🤭)

After all he is still growing!

Lots of PDA.. that's all I'm gonna say

He enjoys taking you out to fancy dinners, but he also loves spending nights in, just watching TV and maybe drinking some wine with you~

You are the only person who can wear his hat and coat^-^

He secretly likes to see you in his clothing but you didn't hear that from me~

Chuuya is very good at cooking😌 so if you can't cook he will do it for you... he may even teach you if you want!

He also loves all the affection you give him!!

Even if you just hug or kiss him he will be melting in your hands literally

Being his usual self fucking tsundere he won't admit that he likes cuddling with you, but don't be fooled, he very much enjoys being spooned and loved by you!

Chuuya needs to be the little spoon! My boy deserves all the love you can give him!! (Just don't tell Dazai 'cause he won't stop bothering our chibi about it😔)

He's also secretly scared of hurting you with his ability, so he's super careful around you.

All in all he is such a softy with us🥺

Anyways.. let's get to the interesting stuff~~

///NSFW///

Let's be honest this boy is a fucking switch😤

So I imagine him as a soft dom and a braty sub (don't ask why though👀)

And he is definitely open to trying all your kinks you nasty whore😒

But who am I kidding I have no right to judge..

Anyways.. I bet he has a knife and bandage kink

I mean just imagine yourself all tied up with this small man on top of you!!

Or the other way around😏

He enjoy biting you.. (that's all I'm gonna say)

I personally think that he only dom's in two occasions..

First being if you had a rough day and he just wants to make you feel better~

Another reason for you to let him dom is when he is angry at something or someone.. yk to help him relieve stress (if he doesn't ask you to fuck him instead😉)

All the other times?

Oh this boy will be begging you to fuck him while explaining how he is still the one in control denial

I mean as a said earlier he is pretty much a tsundere so..

Because of that you'd have to be someone he really, really trusts for him to let you take control

But once you get his trust? Oh boy you are in for it I'm telling you😩😩

He is going to be such a brat and would love to push you to your limit~

But don't worry he is actually pretty easy to handle

Just pin him beneath you and he will shut up..

And if he doesn't just tug at his choker! What else would he wear it for!?

Oh boy do not forget that beautiful hair of his😍

It's just made for pulling~

PRAISE KINK PRAISE KINK PRAISE KINK

Do I really need to say more??

Loud? Yes..

His moans are so incredibly loud like he doesn't hold back😩😫

Edging and overstimulation?

He loves hates it.. And will not tell you otherwise

But his favourite part is the aftercare~

Baby is so tired he needs your help!!

Take him to the bathroom and give him a nice warm bath (he deserves it for being such a good boy for you😖)

Loves it when you give him a lots of kisses and cuddles afterwards~

>>MORE OF MY WORKS<<

#chuuya nakahara #dom reader #sub character #dom!reader #male reader #fem reader #sub bungou stray dogs #bsd #sub chuuya #dazai osamu #sub male character #gn reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya x fem!reader #chuuya x male reader #anime #anime fandom

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Hiya!! Love your work so much😆

I was wondering if you’d write something where the paladins (especially keith hehe) have to go to a formal event like a gala to bring the coalition together (??) and how they’d ask y/n to be their date and/or how they’d react to y/n in their formal attire?? (maybe even add Matt too if you feel inspired) Thank youuu 🫶

Brooooo stoooppppp I am so weak for this idea holy shit 😩 And you are my first non anon request so THANKS FRIEND 🥹 I went with my three fav paladins 💙❤️💚AND Mattie boy 🧡Also I love writing with emojis, sorry not sorry. ENJOY DARLING~

KEITH ❤️

OH MY GOD POOR LITTLE SHY BABY BOY

He waits until the last minute to ask you, let’s be honest. Like a day before the event, he’s sitting beside you in the training room, trying to catch his breath when he goes “So that thing tomorrow. Wanna go together?” And you’re like 😏 “Are you asking me to be your date?” And now he’s like 🙄 “Shut up before I change my mind.”

It’s silent for a second but he’s staring at you. “So, are you gonna answer my question?” “Yes, Keith. I’ll be your date to the gala.” And he’s bright red in the face now.

He tries to act all cool and mysterious as you both leave the training deck and go opposite ways. As soon as you’re out of sight, he’s SPRINTING to Lance’s room.

“HELP I HAVE A DATE AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO ROMANCE!!!” 😰

He’s so fucking annoyed as he spends hours trying to memorize and properly recite pick up lines to Lance as practice.

He also totally does not steal a bottle of cologne from Lance’s bathroom before he leaves.

The morning of, he finds Shiro for wardrobe assistance. Big brother Shiro totally cleans Keith up, giving him a more semi-formal look. Keith thinks he’s too cool for a coat and tie. Shiro also convinces Keith to pull his hair back into a low pony tail.

He decides he’s just too nervous to meet you at your room so he kinda just sits on his bed for a while, fully dressed and smelling great and waiting for you.

Finally you step into his open door way, instantly catching his attention. He stands quickly, almost stumbling over his own feet as he approaches you, admiring your look for the evening.

“OH WOW. Oh…Uh…sorry. You look really nice.” You look so nice he’s stressed out about it like wtf why are you so gorgeous? He thinks you’re sooooo far out of his league.

“I like your hair pulled back like that.” You smile at him and he thinks he might just spontaneously combust rn.

He keeps his arm linked with yours as you walk together to the front of the castle where all the guests are.

Once there, you mostly hang out together or with the other paladins. You’re both kind of shy and you find comfort in being together. You’re like the two emo kids at prom who just stand against the wall and complain about the lame music.

At some point, you two disappeared from the party. Allura and Shiro are like Hello? Where did they go? Shiro wanders outside to look for you only to find you both laying on your backs in the grass right outside the castle’s front entrance, staring up at the sky. He smiles as he hears you laughing at something Keith said.

“Im serious! Lance told me to say ‘even in zero gravity, I’d still fall for you’.” “BOOOOO that’s a terrible line!” You laugh up to the dark night sky.

His hand moves slowly to the side until it meets yours. When you feel the touch, you link your pinky finger with his and look over at him. He’s still staring up at the stars as a smile grows across his face.

He was so worried about disappointing you tonight, he just wanted to charm you. But he didn’t need pick up lines or fancy clothes to make you smile. Just being his normal self seemed to make you happy.

LANCE 💙

You guessed it…Lance is going all out for you.

The morning that they are told about it from Allura, he’s literally interrupting the whole meeting to ask you to be his date.

Freaking cheese ball gets down on one knee, takes your hand and kisses the back of it softly. When he looks up at you, he’s got that flirty smirk on his thin lips. “Would you, (Y/N), make me the happiest man in the universe and be my date to the coalition gala?”

You: 😍🥵🤭

Lance: 😘😏😎

Everyone else: 🤢🫣🙄

Obvi, you say yes with dreamy eyes and a goofy smile on your face.

You thought it was cute that he asked you even though you’ve been dating for a while now. You just assumed you’d be going together anyways. What a sweet boy~

While you’re feeling fine about the whole thing, Lance is freaking out. He’s digging through his clothes looking for something fancy to wear, he’s doing double face masks, he’s forcing Pidge to smell different colognes and help him pick the best one, he’s practicing his slow dance AND his salsa skills. Keep in mind, the gala isn’t for another week but he needs to get prepared NOW!

“There’s not even gonna be music, idiot. It’s a gala, not prom. When are you two even gonna have the chance to do the lift from dirty dancing?” “SHUT UP, PIDGE! IT’LL HAPPEN!!!”

He just wants to impress you so bad. It’s his top priority at the moment.

The night of the event, he’s freshly showered, dressed for the gods, smelling like a whole bath and body works and he’s sitting in your room keeping you company while you get ready.

“Lance, the gala doesn’t start for another 4 hours. Why are you- nevermind. Forget it. You look great.” And he gets so excited at the compliment.

He watches as you get ready. He’s not as talkative as he usually is.

“You okay?” He nods with a dopey grin on his face. He’s just admiring you, that’s all. A compliment leaves his mouth like every 5 minutes as you continue to get all dolled up.

He follows along side you all the way there, his hand is in yours and it’s SWEATY. He’s so nervous.

Once you’re there, his attention span is that of a gold fish. He’s so excited and chatty and asking people questions and he never fails to introduce you to everyone…every single person…S E P A R A T E L Y. He just wants to brag.

“This fine little honey right here…yeah, all mine. I know what you’re thinking, how’d I get so lucky? I ask myself that every day.” What a sap omfg

He notices you’re looking less than happy, kind of tired. Your social battery is at like 5%. He can tell you need a break.

As you’re standing beside Allura, listening to her talk to an ally of the coalition, Lance grabs your hand and pulls you away. You’re running behind him just to keep up with his long legs.

“Where are we going?” “You’ll see.”

THIS MF SET UP FAIRY LIGHTS AND MUSIC AND CANDLES IN HIS ROOM. BRO IS LITERALLY SUCH A HOPELESS ROMANTIC I CANT DEAL WITH IT. That’s why he came to your room so early. He didn’t wanna risk you coming in to his room and seeing everything.

You might think this is so extra but if Lance is anything, it’s extra. He takes any chance he can to make you smile and feel special. He’s so sweet, it’s disgusting.

“I just really wanna dance with you, (Y/N)…” “You did all this…for me?” He nods with a shy smile, bitting his lip as he watches for your reaction. You’re over the moon, your smile uncontrollable now.

So you dance together for a couple songs. He gently caresses your back as he sways with you, occasionally letting his hands roam to your hips. At this point, his cheeks hurt from how hard he’s smiling. It’s cute and sweet and innocent and you’ve never loved him more.

PIDGE 💚

LMAO PIDGE WILL NOT EVEN ASK YOU.

Bc they’re too shy for that romantic shit.

They’re like “Who else would they go with? I’m not worried.”

They assume y’all are going together bc you’re obviously more than just friends.

They will get dressed up nice for you tho. They know everyone else will be dressed up too but they secretly WANT to make you swoon over them. Like plz feed their ego.

They actually go to Hunk for help with their wardrobe. Hunk is the best wingman to ever exist, change my mind. Also, they are really unsure whether they want to wear something more masculine or more feminine and they really trust Hunk with the topic of their gender identity.

“Hey, you guys ready?” You pop into Hunk’s room, all dressed up and ready to go.

“Almost! Hunk is just helping me with the zipper on-“ Once Pidge lays eyes on you, the little gears in their head stop completely. It’s like everything else faded away as they looked you up and down. You’re so angelic, wow oh wow.

“Aww, Pidge! You look stunning.” Aaaaand you broke them. You’re gonna have to turn them off and restart them.

“Uh yeah, you’re good now.” Hunk assures and nudges Pidge back to reality. “Go.” He whispers as he ushers them to move towards you.

You walk together in complete silence, your arm linked with theirs. Finally, they speak up first.

“Are you nervous?” “Yeah, are you?” “Yeah…” “I hate parties.” “Me too.”

So together you devise a plan: you’re gonna sneak around and pull silly little pranks on people and just eat all the food you can get your grubby little hands on.

And you do exactly that. You’re both having so much fun! You’re laughing so hard you’re snorting. You’re far from nervous now.

Pidge is the best at breaking you out of your shell and making you feel comfortable. You can be your true, authentic self around them. They are your best friend first and your ✨partner✨ second.

After a while, you two sneak off to their room to play video games. The food was good and the pranks were hilarious but you had both had enough.

As soon as the door shuts behind you, you’re both ripping off your uncomfortable fancy clothes and changing into pajamas.

You’re sitting beside them, watching the loading screen for the game. It’s taking a while…

“So…what do I have to do to get you to stare at me like that again?” Pidge whips their head around, watching you with nervous eyes. They take a deep breath before they speak. “I always stare at you like that. You’ve just never noticed.” “AAAAWWWWWWWW REALLY?!”

Forget the video game. CUE THE CUDDLEFEST!!! 💚💚💚

MATT 🧡

Matt literally goes like this: 😌👉🏻👈🏻 “Hey…uhm hey…wanna be my date to the gala tomorrow?” *blushies*

And you’re like “Matthew, we’ve been dating for 8 months.” “Yeah, so?” You sigh heavily. “Yes, I’ll be your date, you dork.”

He doesn’t go to anyone for help with anything. Man is so confident and he knows you love him no matter what he looks like.

But of course he cleans up for you. He dresses up all formal and uses mouth wash like 10 times. He puts on so much lotion. He got some from Lance bc his hands are always so dry. He just wants to hold your soft hand in his own soft hand, ya know?

He’s waiting outside your door for a while, giving you privacy while you get ready but being right there for you when you’re done.

Once your door slides open, he turns and now he’s looking at you like he just won the lottery.

“HOT DAMN, YOU ARE SO FINE! What did I ever do to deserve you? Oh my god, you’re so perfect. You are the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, did you know that? I swear, you are so precious-“ “Maaattttt, stooooopppppp.” You’re blushing so hard rn and he LOVES IT.

He walks with his arm around your shoulders, chatting with you about who is attending the event tonight and the importance of it all.

You sort of follow him around most the night, not doing much of the talking bc you’d rather listen to him talk.

He is so intelligent, just like Pidge. He uses words so big you cant even begin to imagine what half of them mean. He was so smooth with his words, the way he could spit facts about anything and everything without a second thought took your breath away.

At some point, you lost him in the crowd. He was busy, he was working to protect the universe. You understand. This is more than just a party.

You wander outside for some fresh air and a break from all the loud banter. Matt is meeting you out there within minutes.

“Hey. You alright?” He rests a hand on your upper back, rubbing his thumb back and forth between your shoulder blades. “Yep! Just…need a break.” “Yeah, I get it. It’s overwhelming.”

He turns and looks over his shoulder before he waves, a big smile on his face. “Oh hey! Yeah, this is (Y/N), my partner. The one I was telling you about.” He’s introducing you to an ally of the coalition who he’d just met earlier this evening.

You can’t help but smile, your heart pounding in your chest. He was talking about you to someone here tonight? What was he saying? Did he just call you his partner??? You’ve never actually heard him call you that. You’re so blushy and flattered and happy.

After a brief meeting, the visitor leaves you two alone. You pull Matt into a hug, squeezing him as tight as you can.

“You know I love you, right?” “Yes. You know I love YOU, right?” “Yeah, I know.” “Good, don’t you ever forget it.” You can decide who said what. Either way, y’all are so in love it’s not even funny.

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