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#my head is going insane and i cant put it here
silenthillbunni · 4 months
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#i feel like im going insane and tonight it's esp bad so i need to.... vent :$#some time ago i had the fortune of a very very wonderful person entering my life. and since day one BOOM i think of them every single day#im not even exaggerating.. like every single day i just think and daydream of them. i've had sm extra inabiloty to focus -#bc i just need to constantly stop and think of them.....#there is so much abt them to adore and admire. so much!!!! i didnt know someone like them could exist..#i love talking to them and i just wanna kno everything there is to know abt them!!! everything regarding interests me#there's also the aspect of how i feel talking to them. i know they dont judge the same way as other ppl do so it's easier to talk to them#tho i still have avpd so i often start over explaining myself and get insecure etc etc. i need to get out of my head!!!!#idk.. idk... it has never been like this for me. so im also scared#what do i do.. how do i navigate this? i've never been here before and i feel lost even if it's def not a bad place to be in#every single day... i just wish that i could be with them more and more. this wish never calms down it just gets bigger#but. how? how do i break this loop and make it into reality? is it only gonna stay as a desire and a daydream? :(( i rlly dont want that#im scared too. bc what if i want and can make it my reality but it just wont happen? what if it just wont#im also not the only one in this equation that decides. what if... i have to face rejection.. what if im a disappointment. what if what if#i dont know!! i only know that i think of them all day every day. it gets more nd more intense each day.#i also get more sure that it's what i want...#anywayyyy. im actually.. driving myself insane with how obsessively i think of this#i cant quite put it into words but i had to get at least some of it off my chest#like how. do i express my feelings to them. how do i turn it into reality. how do i face that fear of the unknown and smth i've never done#but also how do i face that fear and prepare for the fact that even if i want smth dreams made into reality cant be certain.#there r so many life things that decide what happens too.... not just my will and desire#but as well as.. how do i prqepare myself to deal with the potential oh whoops maybe im the only one who rlly want this.#maybe this is onesided maybe my feelings just flew out of control nd idk how to reel them back in whoops.#like i dont know at all what could happen.. all i know is what i wish.. hmm gosh this is all just making my head spin every day.
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chai-en-kaadhale · 6 months
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found a way out of the fixation only to find myself in another fixation
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timehascomeagain · 2 years
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stressin about the state of this country😵💫
#like my work put their prices up this week i think and it's been stressing me out like it just feels like this society is barrelling toward#s something really fucking bad and im literally sitting at home on my bed#like... i dont even know. how can i sit here and worry about getting into my top universities when there are people who are going to die#of exposure this winter? when the country is coming apart at the seams? like how am i meant to take anything seriously#or just keep living life as normal as if things arent fucking insane right now#and i keep coming back to the fact that it's summer. i keep thinking of how much time we have left. and it's fucking stressing me out#AND THATS NOT EVEN TOUCHING ON THE LIZ VS RISHI THING OHHHH I COULD KMS#it's stressful. it is so stressful i feel like things are going to get bad. which is so like . as if theyre not already quite bad??????#idk. i just want to drown it out but i feel like i have a duty not to. this is literally the country i live in. theres no escaping it.#idk i just feel so much dread im so fucking stressed out#like the idea of stressing about oxbridge deadlines or which college to apply to as if food bank usage hasnt been rising for years just#feels so preposterous. it feels insane. idk im just so scared everything feels so precarious and i dont know what the answer is to any of#it. like i want to be like oh im 18 im too young to be worrying about this but im literally an adult. AND LIKE I DONT KNOW i dont know what#im meant to be doing !!!! i feel so young and inexperienced and stressed about everything#and i feel like i cant talk to my parents about it bc theyre literally keeping a roof over our heads and i feel like it would just stress#me out more and then it's just too dark to get into with my friends#idk. im just really stressed. maybe i should rewatch tsn
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chososlilprincess · 4 months
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okay last LAST part of Virgin!Choso…part 4<3 (i will probably do scenarios w Choso as a virgin in the future tho but this is the end of this lil series) other parts here: part 1. part 2. part 3.
alright….rly hope u guys like it!!<33
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Virgin Choso, who wakes up in the morning, blinking his eyes, trying to get used to the sunlight coming in through the blinds.
You’re laying on his chest, your arms hugging him close, breathing softly. You’d fallen asleep quickly last night, fucked out from him eating you out. He smiles at the memory of you kissing him, and how you’d said yes to being his perfect little girlfriend. He starts rubbing your back, kissing your forehead softly before moving you, he’d needed to go to the bathroom for 30 minutes now, holding it in because he didnt want to wake you, he wanted to stay with you on his chest forever.
When he leaves his bathroom he stands in his boxers and a white t-shirt outside of his bedroom, he needs a cigarette, and he wants to let his princess sleep.
He goes to his balcony and pulls out a cig from the pack, putting it between his lips and lighting it. He’s really happy he realizes, and his heart is at ease, even though it’s still burning up from how much he loves the girl sleeping in his bed.
A minute later he hears the door to his bedroom open, and the pats of your feet on the floor, walking to him. You wrap your arms around his middle, nuzzling your face into his back.
Fuck. calm yourself Choso.
“come back to bed please,” you tell him in a small voice, hugging him closer.
His heart clenches, “of course,” he says, he could never deny you anything, And he takes your hand as you lead him back to his bed.
“Wanna show you how much i like you,” you say as you place urself in his lap, straddling him on his bed. You feel him twitching in his boxers. And when he looks at you again, his eyes are full of desperation.
“been wanting you,” he breathes out “so much and i…” he pulls you closer by your waist, wrapping his arms around you. “i touched myself…every night, thinking about your pretty face and…” he’s embarrassed to admit it and his cheeks flush.
“it’s okay…i did it too choso..” you say softly and caress his cheek.
you touched yourself thinking about him. fuck that did it for him.
“wanna be inside you…please i,” he buries his face in your neck, bucking his hips and you feel how hard he is. You’re driving him insane, sitting on his lap so pretty, with only your top and panties on. He wants to show you he’s yours, he wants you to tell him youre his.
“shhh i want you too…” you tell him and he nods,
You kiss him then, giving him little pecks around his mouth. And when you put your hand on his cock, he whines and grinds himself into you.
“wanna touch it…can i?” you say innocently and trace a finger up his cock, all the way to the tip. He whimpers, “please,” and rubs his head on your cheek.
As soon as you get his consent you put your hand down his boxers, pulling out his dick. Its so pretty. Long and thick, the tip leaking and red. And you eye the happy trail from his groin all the way to his belly button.
“look…my hand almost doesn’t fit around it…so big…” you say fascinated, studying his dick. He groans deeply, holding onto your waist. “baby i…” he’ll cum if you say shit like that, while looking so perfect on top of him.
You stroke him once slowly and he kisses you again, groaning into your mouth. it feels so good, so much better than when he’s doing it himself. He bucks up into your hand, fucking himself into it. He’s panting softly, and when you pull away his eyes are half lidded, he looks fucked out already.
“cant wait anymore please fuck,” he almost looks like hes gonna cry, looking down at your hand stroking him, “let me be inside you princess please,” he begs.
You take your hand away from his dick, and he sobs at the lack of contact. “tell me,” you say, and he knows what you mean.
“loved you ever since you smiled at me for the first time, i think about you…f-fuck i think about you all the time,” his face turns into one full of affection, “ive never done this before,” He says, and doesnt tell you that not only is he a Virgin, but he also had no clue about sex before Yuji told him. Back then something in his human heart wanted you so bad, and now all of him does.
“ive never felt this before,” he sniffles, “fuck please princess i can’t take it anymore,” he’s shaking now, trembling from his desire.
“shhh…take your clothes off,” you tell him and he obeys you, pulling off his t-shirt to reveal his toned chest, his body full of scars. He pulls off his boxers and you pull off your panties.
“lay down,”
He gets on the bed, And you admire him for a moment. He’s completely naked, big chest and strong arms on full display. His hard cock leaking and stiff on his stomach.
When you get on top of him he mewls in anticipation. You put your hands on his chest, placing your pussy on his length.
He grabs your thighs tightly as he groans. Youre so wet, all for him. It makes his heart swell with pride.
You grab him and place him to your wet hole, putting his tip inside. And hes so big, your little pussy struggling to take even just his tip. You whine out and he stops you before you can sink down on him more. hes breathing heavily, cheeks a light pink, “dont wanna hurt you…” he breathes out.
“i…i can take it, just…give me a minute,” you say and bite your lip tightly. And youre so fucking adorable, how youre struggling to take his big cock, but you want to make him happy so bad, wanna have him inside you so bad.
When you finally sink down fully on him, you both moan in unison. And Choso groans at the way he can see himself poking through your tummy.
You look at him, silently asking for permission to keep going, he nods eagerly. You lift your hips and start fucking yourself on him slowly, letting out the prettiest sounds hes ever heard, It feels so fucking good. Your cunt is so wet and warm. He loves this, he loves you. He whimpers and cries while you bounce on him, moving his hands to your waist.
“you’re so handsome Choso,” you say it softly to him, clenching down on his length. You think hes handsome.
Choso looses his mind.
“fuck baby i’m sorry,” He grabs your hips and flip you over so that you’re laying on your back underneath him, he slides into you again, “need to…fuck i need you,” he whines and he ruts into you fast and desperate.
You’re moaning so pretty now. he keeps going.
“mine…mine mine mine mine,” he breathes.
You look up at him with your pretty big eyes, letting out the cutest sound hes ever heard. And with that he reaches his high.
“fuck i love you i love you i love you,” he repeats it over and over as he fills you up with his hot cum, trembling and crying from how good he feels, while you cum around him too from the feeling of him finishing inside you.
He passes out on top of you, breathing heavily, careful not to crush you under him. You reach up and stroke his hair, calming him as he comes down from his high. He nuzzles his cheek into you, kissing you softly as he pulls out of you with a whimper.
He lays down next to you and cradle you to his chest, wrapping his arms around you and kissing the top of your head.
“i love being your boyfriend,” he says,
and you laugh, your body vibrating against him.
he looks at you with a smile, “what? whats funny?”
you stop to look at him again, “nothing,” you crawl on top of him then, laying flat on his chest, folding your arms and putting your head on your hands.
“fuck youre pretty,” he breathes, and you kiss him softly.
“And youre handsome…or maybe i shouldnt say that because you might go beast mode again,” you grin at him,
“shut up…” he mumbles, and you laugh even harder. “its okay…i liked it,” you say,
“say that youre mine,” you look at him and his face is serious,
“im yours Choso…”
You both fall asleep to the sound of eachothers heartbeat.
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YIPPIEEE!! yeah i made reader say he went “beast mode” sue me. i was giggling bru😭😭 (she said it ironically dont worry)
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tootiecakes234 · 3 months
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Going to the Hero Awards with Katsuki for the first time:
You and Mina had been doing prep ALL DAY. The hair, the makeup, final dress fittings, you name it. It was kinda nice, like a self pampering that was being funded by the best boyfriend of all time. Katsuki had given you his card and told the both of you to go nuts. He had to work the day of so he’d be getting home just in time to get ready and leave.
Mina had helped you pick out the cutest dress you’d even seen and it was orange to match Katsuki’s hero theme. Your other accessories being black with slight hints of green here and there.
You’re not gonna lie, you were VERY nervous. This was a big award for him. He’d ended up being number six at the last one and this was the year he breaks into the top 5.
Kats has been acting like it’s not a big deal but you’ve been able to feel how anxious he’s really been. So tonight you were gonna focus on holding yourself together and being there for him in whatever way he needed.
You were touching up your makeup just a little when you heard the front door open. He’s running behind.
“Fuck, I know I’m late. I gotta hop in the shower and FUCK! I never picked up my clothes from the-“, he was pacing around the room like a madman.
“Hey, hey.” And you placed your hands on his shoulders to steady him for a minute. “I have your clothes, they’re hanging up in the closet above your shoes. I have your hair stuff laid out on the counter and you might wanna get a quick shave in too.” You say as you run your hands along his stubble.
And he takes a deep breath. And then another.
“Thanks, I got sidetracked at work and time got away from me.”
“ ‘s fine. You’ve got time. Go ahead and hop in the shower and let me know if your need anything, yeah?”
He leans down a places a soft kiss to your forehead and then heads for the bathroom.
Yeah, this was gonna be a long night.
When Katsuki comes out of the bathroom he’s gotta towel wrapped around his waist and he’s looking a lot more himself.
You were sitting down putting on your shoes, but you stop and look up because you noticed he’s not moving anymore.
“What’s wrong?” You ask him.
“You look…… incredible” and the way you start blushing is insane. You cant even make eye contact with him. His compliments are usually never that straightforward. It shocked you a bit.
“Thanks” you whisper softly. And then outta the corner of your eye you see him striding toward you.
“Kats-“ but your lips are covered by his and you just know he’s gonna be covered in your lipstick.
When he pulls back he has a full grin on his face.
“Damn, I feel a lot better now. Gonna have the hottest woman on my arm and I’m gonna finally be in the top 5. Was worried about nothin.”
The smile that shines in your eyes is worth a million dollars.
“You’re not gonna have any of that if you don’t finish getting dressed so we can leave.” And you start pushing him away. “Go. Hurry up”
“Yeah yeah, ‘m goin” he mumbles as he walks away.
“And wipe the lipstick off your face” you shout behind him.
You guys manage to make it just before the doors close for the event and you’re sat at a table with Eijirou and Mina.
They go through the whole spiel of course before they start announcing the Hero’s in their order.
This year Pinky was number 18 which was 6 whole spots higher than last year and Red Riot broke into the top 10 sitting at number 8. You cheered so loud for your friends, but you didn’t fail to notice that Kats hand had slipped into yours and was holding on pretty tight.
He kept a straight face but he was beyond wrecked on the inside. You look over at him and give the the most encouraging smile you can muster.
The numbers continued to be listed off they’d finally gotten into the top 5. He hadn’t heard his name at 5 or 4.
“Coming in as the number 3 Hero in Japan, Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight. “
He’d broken into the top 3!! You looked over at him and his face was as stoic as ever. Ever the cool man on the outside. This man leaned over, placed a quick kiss to your lips and then walked onto the stage to accept his prize.
“Ugh, yea I worked hard for this. It’s well deserved. Thanks to my agency and the best girl a guy could ask for…. Next year I’ll be number 1.” And then He just walks off.
Everyone else had given these heartfelt speeches but his was of course sweet simple and to the point.
Katsuki has grown up, doesn’t mean he’s changed all that much.
Number 1 ends up being Izuku for the second year in a row. When he walks past Katsuki they hug and congratulate each other. You were happy to see how far their relationship had come.
After the awards are given out, they had back to their seats and you guys have dinner. After, Everyone goes around congratulating and thanking. Most of them kissing ass really, but you digress. You’re in the middle of talking to some agent you really have no interest in talking to when you feel a warm arm wrap around your waist.
“I’m taking her now.”, you hear him say as he starts dragging you off.
“Hey, that was really rude.”
“Too damn bad. I’m number 3 hero, I do what I want” he says and you can hear the smirk on his face.
“Where are you taking me, Mr. Bigshot” ?
“Home. We came, we saw, we conquered. Now I get to have my real prize all to myself.
“And what would that be?” You ask as coyly as you can muster.
“Obviously you dummy. Wanna see how good that dress looks bunched around your waist” he whispers against your ear.
That has you walking with a pep in your step to get out to your car and home.
This had turned out to be a lot better than you’d expected it to.
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jyoongim · 9 days
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This is more of an idea (feel free to not respond btw)
But what if married reader gets knocked up with Alastors fawn and the husband divorced her once he realizes the baby isn’t his? You can bet your ass that the deer daddy is already trying to ensnare the reader in his grasp lol
Hehehe i have never written a Part 2 so fast !
Part 1
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“Oh my Satan dear! Look at you! Ya look like you’re bout to pop!” Rosie exclaimed when you walked in her shop.
’Pop’ was an understatement.
You were very near the end of your pregnancy and it had not been kind to you.
You never told your husband about the incident with Alastor.
Would he had even believed you?
Alastor was A LOT of things, but the two of you were friends…your husband would think call you insane….
Your eyes widened seeing the very cause of your discomfort.
Alastor.
You wanted to dash out the door, run back home and hide.
The red Overlord turned around, hearing Rosie’s voice, you froze seeing his eyes look you over, you instinctively placed a hand over your stomach when his lips stretched into a smile.
You heard Rosie excuse herself to go get some appetizers but you were too focused to acknowledge her.
You were alone.
With him.
You took a shaky breath as memories from several months ago flashed across your mind, but you shook your head lightly to discard those thoughts.
”My my look at you” he purred approaching until he towered over you, beaming like a Cheshire cat “You really do make a fine mother” his large hand caressed the swell of your belly, smile softening when he felt movement.
”j-just leave me be please” you whispered, wincing when he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.
Alastor chuckled ”leave you be? Oh ma cherie no can do!” 
He bent his head, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, voice dropping to a whisper “especially since you’re about to give birth to my baby?”
You pushed him away, putting distance between the two of you. Your face was flushed, eyes narrowed “I am NOT having your baby! I am having my husband’s baby!” You defended.
But there was a sliver of doubt you always felt when it came to the little soul nestled within you.
Alastor’s smile never wavered “Hmm you sure? Because i remember vividly filling your cunt with my seed until it dripped down your legs” 
You froze.
”You took me so well I was positive you would be pregnant”
He took small steps towards you
”Did you tell your husband?” 
Your snarl fell at his words and he knew he had you.
”T-there’s n-nothing to tell” you said turning around, ready to leave. 
You didnt have to take this.
He hummed coming up behind you. “Nothing to tell?” He chuckled darkly as his lanky arms wrapped around you, cradling your swollen belly. He leaned his head on top of yours.
”Oooh darlin I’m hurt! You didnt tell your loving husband how you milked my cock? How I tasted the cunt that belonged to him? How I claimed you for myself? That I sent you home filled with my cum?”
You were shaking.
”How unfaithful you were? Could the poor man tell another man’s cum was inside you while he fucked you?”
He kissed your neck
”I can’t wait to meet our little fawn”
Your baby kicked causing him to smile.
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Pain.
Thats all you felt as you tried to breath through your contraction.
”You got this honey! You’re doing great” your husband soothed as you wailed.
”One more push maam the baby’s almost here” the nurse reassured you.
Almost? It felt like you been pushing forever
”I cant” you panted.
Everything burned.
Your husband dabbed at your sweaty forehead, pressing a kiss to it “You got this baby. C’mon just one more push and then it’ll all be over”
Your eyes clenched and with a scream you pushed.
”Aaahh!”
Relief and then the shrill cry of a baby.
The nurses cooed “Ooh a healthy boy!”
she cleaned up the baby and you sighed as you slumped against the bed.
Finally.
”Ok mama” you felt a small weight on your chest.
Soft noises had you look down and you felt your heart break and bloom.
Red tufts of hair curled on the babe’s head and he looked at you with big red eyes.
He looked like you; round cheeks and a cute nose.
He looked nothing like your husband.
And every bit like…
”what the fuck” you heard your husband say. You turned to him, eyes wide.
He was staring at the baby.
”I-Its n-not what you think dear j-just let me-”
”You fucked Alastor” he was frowning, standing up from the bed.
You shook your head, tears swelling
”N-no that’s…I didnt i swear”
”I am looking at his exact copy. The damn brat looks nothing like me!”
You couldnt move “Honey p-please”
The man backed away. He was angry.
The baby began to cry, you tried to rock the poor soul, but your attention was on your husband
”Honey-”
”I should have known” he hissed lowly, pacing.
”I should have known by the way he acted. How you flirted with each other! The fucking radio demon!? Tsk!”
He turned to look at you.
”I dont want some bitch who takes me for a fool. Hope it was worth it you fucking slut” he turned to walk out.
tears ran down your face, your heart was racing “W-What? Honey no it wasn’t like that..it-it was never-”
”I want a divorce. You are dead to me”
and like that he was gone.
You sat there stunned.
Your husband just…left.
He left you and he didn’t even let you explain, tell him how or why all this was happening.
The baby cooed and you looked down at him.
You wanted to be angry, you had every right to be, but looking at this sweet soul…he didnt deserve your anger.
You were a mother now. You would do your best to love your child.
Even if you had to do it alone.
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“What a fine mother you make indeed my dear”
He smiled watching the little fawn latch to your chest and stare back at him with vermillion eyes.
You hissed at him, earning a quirked brow “haven’t you done enough?”
Soft static buzzed through the air as the Overlord approached you. You took a step back, as he extended a hand to the babe and rubbed his chubby cheek.
Alastor ignored your question ”How are you feeling love?” He asked as the baby nuzzled into your neck.
How were you feeling?
You were divorced, a single mother, and living with Rosie.
Shunned.
All because of him.
”Like hell but I know you’re not here to ask about my well being”
Alastor ignored your jab.
”I do care for you darlin and its only right that I provide for you and our fawn”
You went to growl, threaten him to die, but your baby reached out to the red demon.
Alastor’s face light up and he grabbed the fawn, cooing and tickling the baby.
Your son squealed and giggled, trying to grab at his claws.
”Let’s make a deal dearest”
You straightened at his words. A deal with Alastor was dangerous.
But you were at rock bottom.
”What kind of deal?” You asked cautiously.
”Marry me. Marry me and you’ll have nothing to be worried about. You’ll be protected, cared for, and have anything you desire.”
The baby was gumming at his collar.
”Be mine”
You bit your lip. What did you have to loose?
You sighed, taking your son.
You looked at the tall demon, green magic swirling around him.
”Do we have a deal?” he extend his hand.
You looked at your baby and then back at Alastor.
”I hate you” you said taking his hand,
You winced as your hand burned and watched a gold ring appear on your finger.
Radio static buzzed and then a soft humming. Alastor purred, smiling, fixing his jacket.
“Oh my dear” His arm looped around your waist, bringing you close to him as he chuckled “Such a good girl”
“Now! I think I have the perfect place for us to raise our fawn”
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“Uggghh Al you got a little something…” Charlie said nervously as she watch Alastor sip his coffee.
The little red fawn was hanging on his antlers, happily gnawing at the appendages. Alastor looked up, smiling “Oh he’s fine”
”Alastor have you seen…” your voice floated into his ears as you entered the lobby, stopping when you saw your son among his father’s antlers.
Alastor let out a grunt as the baby pulled at his ears “Hes right here dear”
Your baby babbled as you approached, squealing when you plucked him from his father.
You scowled the Overlord, placing the baby on your hip.
”How many times have I told you not to just let him hang-”
”da-”
You froze.
“Da…da” your son babbled, squirming in your arms.
Charlie cooed and Alastor smirked as the fawn’s eyes welled with tears as he reached for his father. Alastor walked towards you, scooping the baby from you.
You pouted as the baby happily chirped, nuzzling in his father’s neck.
Alastor sneaked a soft kiss to your lips 
“See he’s fine”
You sighed, rolling your eyes, arms crossing.
”Oh smile my dear. Maybe the next one will say mama first” he laughed, eyes settling on your round belly.
”After all you’re a great mother”
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literaila · 5 months
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"i don''t wanna get you sick"
from either reader or peter (sorry if you've already written a fic like this)
where’d you get your medical degree
tasm!peter x fem!reader
warnings: the ask says it all.
a/n: in lieu of sick season. and because of many illnesses (such as writers block, and insanity) which are preventing me from writing anything serious
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“no,” you whine, pushing him away. “don’t touch me.”
peter is looking down at you with an incredulous look on his face. his hair is loose and his eyes are close, and he’s unbelievably pretty. like you have to blink a few times, just to make him appear normal—and a little less blurry.
you think he’s smiling too, but you can’t really see it. you might be dreaming.
“is there any particular reason why not, bub?”
his hands near you again, cold fingertips on your jaw, around your head. you groan and move your face away from them—even though it feels wonderful.
“i don’t know where those hands have been.”
peter snorts. “trust me,” he says, tilting your head back to him, “you do.”
your stomach turns, and suddenly his hands are a saving grace, so you grab both, holding them to your cheeks.
“change your mind?”
“cold,” you sigh, leaning as close as you can get to him.
“you’re burning, love, and not the elvis kind.”
you shake your head, eyes closed. “not funny,” you mutter.
“can you look at me real quick?”
you moan and close your eyes even tighter. “i’m tired, peter. come back when we’re open.”
“just let me see those pretty eyes and then you can sleep. i’ll even get you some comfier clothes. and some water.”
you move your legs around, feeling the stiff polymer pants you wore today, assuming that you wouldn’t be halfway to death by 3pm.
“how bout some ice cream?” you ask, opening one eye.
it is not lost on you that peter is trying to flirt with you. or that he’s frowning.
“your pupils are big,” he says, concisely. “did you get drugged?”
you giggle, moving away from him, his fingertips suddenly ticklish. “yes, from my computer,” you grin at him, closing your eyes again. “at my office job.”
“okay, stoner, what medicine did you take?”
you frown. “none.”
peter is frowning back. you can feel it. but you’re not going to open your eyes, just in case he’s suddenly brushed his hair or something. put on mascara. who knows what lengths peter would go to surprise you.
“wait,” you hold a finger up. “whatever’s in my bag, i think. i took it at work.”
peter sighs, patting your leg before he moves about the room, looking for a purse you must have lost.
you actually can’t really remember how you got home in the first place.
“if your fever gets any worse, we’re going to the doctor.” peter says this from across the room, and you’re pretty sure he’s not even talking to you. “here. this is just acetaminophen. how long ago?”
your face is pushed into the pillow beside you. it smells like peter, so you keep it there.
“loopy, can you just answer this one question?”
“the pillow is speaking to me.”
peter puts a hand on your back. “i am so sure you’re on drugs,” he says, almost adoringly. “the pillow is telling you that you need to clean up. trust me, we’re close. let’s get you into pajamas and then i’ll find you some stuff.”
you don’t move. maybe you didn’t hear him.
“bub,” he says, a bit louder, sterner. “c’mon, it’ll only take a sec.”
“not moving.” your voice is muffled. “ever.”
“how am i supposed to kiss you, then?”
you turn and peek out at him, lip curling at the mention. and then you cough. “you cant kiss me. i’m sick.”
“it’s disappointing that you think that would deter me.”
“if you’re sick how are you supposed to take care of me?”
“i’ll always take care of my baby,” he swears, leaning into you. if you were of right mind you might realize he wants a kiss. you might realize what you want.
but you only nod approvingly, and then smush your face back into his pillow.
peter groans. his hand moves to the back of your head, and he massages your scalp for a moment. “i know those clothes aren’t comfortable,” he pulls at your tight blouse, the one you wear when you want to feel good about yourself and you don’t mind neglecting to breathe. “even though it looks good on you. you’re sweating through it.”
your muffled voice returns: “do i smell?”
it’s a miracle that peter can understand anything you’re saying. “just like you,” he sniffs, “and maybe a bit like coffee? did you spill something on yourself?”
you don’t move. just hum into the pillow, hacking up a lung into it.
peter shakes his head. “i’m gonna need to wash that. up, baby. a shower would help your sinuses, but we’ll change if you’re tired.”
“baby,” you giggle to yourself.
“yes, baby, because you have de-aged significantly in the past hour. do i have to carry you to the closet?” his voice is teasing, but you’re not really sure that you can hear anything.
you finally turn, sitting up so you can look at peter. “am i being difficult?” you ask him, worriedly. your skin has shifted colors, and your voice is more like rock on rock. but you still frown at peter. “i’m sorry. you don’t have to do anything. i can change.”
but as you say it you double over in a coughing fit, and while you can feel peters hand on your back, you’re almost worried he’s already left.
“don’t be ridiculous,” he whispers when you’re silent again, swallowing. “i like taking care of you. though, i’m not loving that cough. do you need some water?”
you look at him, checking his eyes for something that you’d never be able to recognize in this state. and finally you nod, silent.
peter kisses your forehead and leaves for the kitchen.
you sit there, trying to keep your back perfectly straight. even through the overwhelming urge to lay back down in the bed and suffocate in the blankets.
you really just want to smell that pillow some more.
your head is pounding, and you try to remember if you even took that medicine in the first place. how long you’ve been sitting there. if peter even took your temperature in the first place.
but peter is back before you figure it out. “here,” he hands you a glass of water, watching you with narrowed eyes. “drink all of it.”
“i’m not thirsty.”
he glares at you and you smile, sipping on the water.
he smiles back, sitting down next to you and feeling all over your face with his hands. “what’s the status report?”
“still sick, but my mental capacity is coming back.”
“oh good,” peter says, leaning back but not letting go of you. “i was worried when you didn’t laugh at my elvis joke.”
you snort and lean right back into him, your head against his chest. he smells a lot better than cheap cotton.
“sorry ‘bout your pillow,” you cough out, leaning away from him suddenly so you don’t spit in his face.
“it’s fine. i enjoy a little snot with my sleep.”
“gross, peter.”
he grins down at you, kissing the top of your head again, because he is beyond adorable. then he sombers, still staring, carefully evaluating you. “do you want some more medicine? i think we’ve got some cold stuff in the cupboard.”
“the sleepy kind?”
“probably. take some of that. do you want to shower?”
“not really,” you say, letting him hold your head up. “i’m a little dizzy.”
peter frowns at you. “i’d make sure you don’t fall,” he offers.
“that’s okay,” and then you, once again, hack up some mucus in front of his face and sigh pathetically into your own hands.
“how about some tea? for your throat?” his hand moves yours away, brushing the hair out of your face.
“peter, it’s okay.”
you kiss his hand and push it away.
“the teas okay?” he frowns. “as in yes?”
“i’m okay,” you repeat, shaking your head at him. “you don’t have to do anything else. i’m fine.”
“you’re sick,” he corrects.
“i’m a big girl. i just need a nap. i’m probably not even sick.”
you emphasizes this point by choking down a cough, making your eyes water.
peter raises a brow.
you smile, tightly. “i’m just gonna go change now—“ you stand up, and then fall back down. your head spins as you feel peters hands wrap around your waist, his lips pressed against the side of your temple.
“just let me help,” he whispers, into you. “i’m not busy.”
“you had a long day.”
“i just want to cuddle with you anyway. i can take a few extra steps—like making you tea and getting you medicine.”
you shake your head. “i can do it.”
“i miss high you,” peter sighs. “c’mon, bub, stop being stubborn.”
you frown. “you’re the stubborn one. go swing and save someone else,” you tell him. “i just need a nap.”
“then i’m napping with you.”
you tilt your head back, groaning, and regretting it immediately when there’s a sharp stab in the front of your eyes.
peter kisses your now exposed neck, moving his hand so it keeps your head still. “you probably need to go to the doctor.”
“don’t be dramatic.”
peter scoffs. “you’ve got a fever of 103 degrees. i’m not dramatic.”
“i think i missed the era where you got your medical degree.”
peter scowls at you, pushing your sweaty hair out of your eyes and making sure you can see his conviction to never ever let this go. “it’s called webmd. it’s a wonderful place.”
“peter,” you whine, trying to push him away.
“baby,” he whines back, but smiles as he picks you up, like a literal baby, making sure not to jostle your head. “pajamas. what do you want to wear? and what’s the verdict on the tea?”
you sigh and lean your head into his neck. you don’t appreciate this, but it’s hurting to keep your eyes open. you cough into him, muffling yourself from the world. “can i wear your shirt?” you say, softly.
peter smiles like he’s won the lottery. you can feel it against your head. “yup,” he pops, “but it’ll cost you.”
“what?” you ask, sniffling.
“a kiss.”
he pecks your cheek, then your nose, and carries you away.
*
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nicole-alt-delete · 1 year
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It was a hot summer day in Hawkins and the kids had dragged them into helping with some game once again. Eddie was more than thrilled to help, Robin had managed to escape with Nancy on a "supply run" and Steve was currently taking orders from Max, the only one of them who'd remembered to say please.
Eddie wasn't really sure what the end goal was but it seemed like they were one step away from LARPing- just changed the name so Max and El would still play. He was helping Will by carving this big fuck-all stick into a cane for him when the gravel behind him crunched under someone's feet, and a second later Steve was saying "Hey, I'm borrowing this- Thanks-" Not stopping for the answer before Eddie felt a tug at his back pocket.
He instantly whipped around, spluttering, "Absolutely not-"  and before Steve could even take a step he was fiercely gripping his black bandana taut between them like the world's saddest game of tug of war. Steve loosened his grip a little, making a point of not tugging on it or ripping it, just looking confused as he waited for an explanation.
Eddie blushed for a moment, realizing the position he'd put himself in, how protective he got over a little piece of fabric. He stammers for a second, "I- you can't just- I need that man,"
Steve quirks an eyebrow at him, clueless. "What do you mean you need it? It's been in your pocket every day and I've only seen you actually wear it once. C'mon just for today- the girls don't have any hair ties and I need to put my hair up, it's killing me,"
He sighs a little, fully aware there's nothing reasonable he could say to Steve here. He very much cannot tell him that he *needs* it just in case some hot guy walks by and happens to know what it means. That's ridiculous- especially when the guy he most wants to see it is the one tugging it away from him in the first place. Steve has no idea what it means and Eddie doesn't expect him to but it still drives him insane thinking that it could happen.
Alternatively, the idea of Steve putting his hair back with Eddie's bandana drives him a little insane too.
So he blushes, sighs, and lets go of it. Points at Steve firmly, "You better give that back Harrington, or I swear-"
Steve smiles and starts walking backwards with it, already rolling it up into a hairband as he cuts him off, "Yeah, I know Eds, you can hold it against me forever, promise,"
He runs off back to the other kids and Eddie shakes his head at him, flustered and annoyed, and forgetting himself until Will clears his throat behind him.
He doesn't say anything but he's smiling and making this little face as he looks away from Eddie, like he knows something.
"So uh. The stick?"
"Right- yes- stick- cane- it's a cane for a mighty wizard, let's go,"
--
He didn't think he'd notice it so much, but the empty feeling in his pocket is driving him crazy. He'd been wearing that stupid thing since he learned it was a thing people do- a stolen trip up to the city on a bus he snuck onto, a weekend as a runaway before he sucked it up and went back home.
Someone had called him queer and he turned expecting a fight only to see a group of freaks who stood out more than himself. They had smiled and asking him why he was all alone, and been worried. One wanted to make sure Eddie hadn't been kicked out. Another wrapped her scarf around him, and before he knew it he was in the back of a gay bar with people he'd never met and felt like he could tell anything to.
The idea of proudly wearing something that singled him out- but only to the right people- made his hart light up. It was like a new language, like thieves' cant, something secret and magic.
He'd spent hours asking about colors and being confused and rightfully embarrassed by more than a few of the answers. Some sounded better than others, some made his face flush. At the end of the day he felt better than he had in ages and he had the courage to go back home to Wayne.
Before he got back on a bus he stopped into a second hand shop and grabbed the first black bandana he could find. He debated the whole ride home which side to put it on. When he walked back up to the trailer door ready to apologize, it hung proudly out of his back left.
--
Eddie had let Steve wear it home and it was killing him, but they had stayed out late and he half forgot anyways, and Steve's hair did look pretty cute pushed back like that. Steve had promised to give it back anyways, and Eddie trusted him fully.
He just also really, really, really wanted it back as soon as possible.
So for once he got up before noon (barely- just after eleven,)  and made his way to Family Video and hopped Steve had left it in his car or something so that he could get it back then and there.
What he wasn't expecting was to walk in and see Steve bent over behind the counter with the damn thing hanging out of his right pocket, as if he had any goddamn idea what that meant.
Eddie nearly had a heart attack and was thankful the store was empty like it always was so he could sprint over, jump the counter and yank the thing out of his pocket immediately.
"What do you think you're doing wearing it like that?!"
Steve had barely registered the jingle from the door, let alone Eddie launching himself at him, and was thoroughly surprised to say the least, nearly knocking over a display as he reacted.
"Hey!  Jesus man- you can't be- what's the big deal??? That's exactly how you wear it all the time- I was just keeping it safe til I saw you again,"
He stared at Eddie properly confused, a little on guard still from how suddenly he had leapt over and how worked up he seemed.
Eddie took a deep breath and sighed, folding the bandana up in his hands and just holding it for a moment, debating what to tell Steve.
After a second Steve makes this little head movement like 'well? go on?' clearly waiting for an explanation and Eddie rolls his eyes and sighs.
"It's- Look, Stevie, you can't wear it like that, you're not- I mean it's. It's like- a symbol, okay?"
Steve leans on the counter and frowns, confused.
"A symbol?"
"Yes- yeah, like- like those little cross necklaces moms wear or Dustin's star wars shirts. They're symbols....for the same kind of people to pick up on,"
He struggles with the words, trying hard to insinuate just enough without giving it all away, still hesitantly afraid of Steve's reaction.
But Steve just looks thoughtful. Nodding a little, putting a finger to his lip as the gears turn.
"So- okay, what's it symbolize then?"
He'd been hoping Steve wouldn't make it that far.
"It's- uh. It's really not..."
Steve stares, "Man I'm not gonna judge you- just- why's it such a big deal that I can't wear it like that too?"
Eddie can't help but laugh, "If anyone who knows what it means saw YOU with it- you would- no, you'd set yourself on fire I'm sure of it,"
He shakes his head, holding the bandana tighter in his fists.
Steve only frowns though, "Eds, what's it mean? If you don't tell me I'll just get my own and wear it until someone else does,"
Eddie looks mildly terrified by the idea but laughs at it all the same. "No- No, god do not do that Harrington-"
"Then tell me,"
"I can't, it's really-"
"Eddie, I'm gonna steal it back,"
And he does, reaches for the bandana in his hands as Eddie pulls away, the two of them starting to bicker and wrestle for it, each equally stubborn until the point that Steve actually does manage to grab it.
The tension gets to him and Eddie can't help it anymore, he just blurts, "It means I'm gay, Steve!"
It makes Steve pause and Eddie uses the moment to grab it back and quickly shove it in his back pocket again, blushing furiously and hoping Steve doesn't take it too badly.
Steve's mouth opens a little to say something in response, but the door jingles and his head snaps to it, Eddie instantly hitting the floor because he's still behind the counter where he most certainly should not be.
A man comes in and asks where the new releases are and Steve happily helps him, leaving Eddie plenty of time to crawl out from behind the counter and sneak out. He almost gets away with it too, but the door opens again, jingles and Steve twists his head.
"Eddie, wait- We're not done- I'll talk to you about this later!"
Eddie doesn't look back at him as he runs out the door past Robin who had been bringing lunch back for her and Steve. She tries to greet him but he just blurts "Gotta go, Buckley," and darts past.
If he'd looked back he would have noticed how red Steve's face was. Part 2
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tinycoffeeroom · 1 month
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thank god for bikes | arthurtv
inspired by @mrstelevision 🤍
face claim by the gorgeous steph bohrer ♡
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y/nsworld about last night ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
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user1 i'm in love with you
gkbarry cant believe i didn't even get photo creds ↳ y/nsworld please forgive my sins oh great gkbarry
user2 y/n!! i think the guys u mentioned on ur twt was george clarke and arthurtv!! arthur posted on twt about george getting hit by a bike on a wall!! ↳ y/nsworld !! let me check his twt <3
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arthurtv first pic taken moments before disaster (at least this one won't leave a scar)
georgeclarkeey don't know what was worse, the bike ptsd or you dribbling down your shirt ↳ arthurtv your mum doesn't mind my dribbling ↳ y/nsworld the dribbling was funnier to watch tbh ↳ georgeclarkeey take that mr television
gkbarry i didn't even notice it was you guys hiding in the corner ↳ georgeclarkeey just wanted some alone time with my boyfriend x ↳ arthurtv stop telling people i'm your boyfriend!!
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y/nsworld wine in coffee cups and classic literature in a park, my idea of heaven ꕤ
max_balegde got home off my head and now andrews mad i've ruined dinner plans ↳ y/nsworld andrew baby im so sorry :( ↳ andrew_spanndy could never blame you xx ↳ max_balegde god just date her already wooooow
gkbarry regret introducing the two of you, my poor ears will never recover from this ↳ y/nsworld thats your fault for putting two professional yappers together xx
arthurtv pretty sure that's bride you're reading... wouldn't call werewolf smut classic literature ↳ y/nsworld and how do YOU know what's in the book? 🤨
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georgeclarkeey totally normal photo to promote the newest useless hotline ep x
max_baledge rip my purple crocs... can't believe y/n stole them right off my feet... ↳ user2 !!! y/n at the arthurtv podcast recording?? my y/ntv senses are tingling ↳ user3 i'm pretty sure she was there bc her and max are friends... liked by y/nsworld ↳ user2 they've never randomly had their friends at recordings, dw you'll join the y/ntv cult soon
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arthurtv thank you spotify for inviting us out! (photo cred: y/nsworld)
user2 i am going to scream from the rooftops, y/ntv'ers unite!!
y/nsworld should receive compensation for having to look at george's bare grippers the entire weekend ↳ arthurtv will bring round some wine this weekend ↳ y/nsworld good boy ↳ user2 ... y'all are fucking with me atp
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y/nsworld beach bum 𓇼
gkbarry happiness looks so good on you ↳ y/nsworld i love the bones of you
user2 !! WHO TOOK THE PHOTO I FEEL INSANE ↳ y/nsworld my friend! :)
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arthurtv decided to stay in the sunshine a few more days :)
user3 user2 i fear you may be onto something ↳ user2 i'm gonna eat glass. like i am actually putting shards in my mouth rn ↳ y/nsworld omg pls don't
y/nsworld looking good mr television ↳ arthurtv why thank you miss world
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y/nsworld use code ynsworld for 15% off ⋆⭒˚。⋆
max_balegde leaving my bf for you rn. ↳ andrew_spanndy not if i leave you first ↳ y/nsworld i can date both of you at the same time xx
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arthurtv someone forgot to change over to their finsta so i guess it's hard launch time... somehow got the most gorgeous girl on earth to agree to date me, must be my fantastic sense of humour
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max_balegde take care of her or me and andrew are snatching her real quick ↳ y/nsworld ... i may have to do some rethinking
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y/nsworld told him i forgot to change to finsta but really i just wanted to show that i bagged a hottie ✮⋆˙
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gkbarry crying into a pint of ice cream thanks xx ↳ y/nsworld you know you're the love of my life xx
y/nsworld also user2 sorry for gaslighting you xx ↳ user2 i have never been so happy to be gaslighted could do a happy lil cry ↳ y/nsworld our fave y/ntv'er we love you ♡
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face riding (curvy/plus reader).
chris sturniolo
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summary- the thought of face riding drives chris insane so he finally decided to act up on it.
warnings - sexual content, oral (female receiving) , switch chris , face riding, begging chris.
f!reader x chris sturniolo
a/n - give me suggestions please 🙏 also for my thick girlys out there
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chris got straight to the point when i went to his he told me these words
“i want you to ride my face till i cant breath baby”
obviously im aching to do things like that but im a big girl with thick thighs and chub and no offence to chris but hes tiny compared to me i will crush his face
so here i am, chris watching me begging for an answer
“i dont know chris“ i state
“come on baby i know what you’re thinking but i dont care you’re a big girl so what, ive copped me a baddie and if any opportunity comes up for her to sit on me or my face im taking em” he says truthfully
“chris ill literally kill you” i laugh at his eagerness
“like i fucking care , god, crush my face in your thighs if thats what it takes for you to ride my face gorgeous “
“ok” i say nodding
“i swear you wont hur- wait yes?” he reply’s excited
“mhm yes chris”
“god ma imma make you feel so good” he says squeezing my thigh
i get up and chris slaps my ass
“your ass is so fat and juicy ma i love it” he says
i feel like my legs are gonna snap beneath me when he calls me ma
“you like that huh”
“w-what”
“you like being called ma you dirty slut” he laughs
he lays on the bed and immediately calls me over to sit on him
“before we do this i want to let you know if its too much we can stop” he smiles leaning for a kiss
before i know it im slowly getting glided to chris’s face
“lets take these off shall we” he says before ripping my panties off and throwing them
“you’re soaking ma” he says
“cant wait to taste you”
i let out a breathy moan
“sit on me now” he says demandingly
and i do as he says but not putting my full weight on him, i feel him start to kiss my pussy and lick strips down from my hole upwards, i let out a loud moan
he then does what i feared the most, puts all my weight on him i want to stop in fear of hurting him but i cant it feels too good
he grips my thighs tightly as he helps me move on his face basically face fucking him
“f-f- FUCK MHM CHRIS” i moan my orgasm getting closer
i feel his nose brush against me with every movement, his tongue going in and out of my now sensitive hole
“CHRIS IM GONNA FUCKK CUM” i cry
i feel chris move faster as he lets me ride out my high slowly our movements stop and i sit on his chest
“wanna taste yourself ma ?” he questions
i nodd and we make out before he says
“we need to do that again baby that was so fucking hot” he smirks
“i think i ran our of breath for a sec but i was to caught up eating you like slut i didnt notice” he says still out of breath
i laugh and lay my head on his neck
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highvern · 2 months
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Leather
Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung x fem!reader
Genre: smut, 18+
Warnings: unprotected sex, sex toys (collar, handcuffs), sub-ish hoshi, dom-ish reader, they're both switches, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, teasing, light choking, mentions of butt stuff
Length: ~1.5k
Note: based on this video PLAGUING MY BRAIN SINCE I FOUND IT. not proof read, i just needed to get this out of my head before i went insane.
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“Too tight?” You ask your boyfriend, thumb grazing the strip of leather circling his throat.
Pupils blown and chest heaving, you watch him squirm from your seat atop his lap. Soonyoung’s hands flex in the matching bracelets bound to the wooden headboard. He tests their sturdiness, moving his head this way and that in the limited range of motion the short leash provides. When nothing gives he smiles.
“'S okay.”
Truly he’s a sight to behold, wrapped in black oiled leather and nothing else; a kinky present served to you on a silver platter. 
You're both so worked up you immediately devolve into panting messes when your lips meet, grinding against your boyfriend’s abdomen desperately. 
Soonyoung tries to plant his feet and curl his cock into the seat of your ass but it proves foolish when you rise to your knees and away from where he wants you most. You see the shiver run down his spine as you sneer down your nose at him.
“Cmon,” he pleads.
“I could just make you watch me get off. That’d be fair for what you put me through.”
Watching him dance with that belt ruined your entire day. You couldn’t even blink let alone bat away the images of Soonyoung grinding on you with nothing but a strip of leather adorning his form. You wanted it all: around his neck, over his eyes, cuffing his wrists, between his teeth.
Now it’s a reality.
“Let me make it up to you.”
You slip a finger under the collar, thrilled at the hitch in his labored breath. “How?”
“Sit on my face,” Soonyoung begs.
His eyes cut to your covered cunt, the obscene wet stain of the front of your panties betraying your arousal. Soonyoung could live and die between your legs if you’d only let him. But his enthusiasm leaves you twitching and barely conscious everytime you let him fuck you along his mouth.
The pink of his tongue swipes against his lips hungrily; mouth watering at the idea of your weight on his face, hips canting against his nose as you use him to get off.
Raking your nails across his chest, you delight in the welted red lines rising in their wake. Your boyfriend jumps when you catch his nipple with extra pressure and his hips twitch in response.
“What if I wanna touch you,” you drop your face to his neck, “just like this?” 
You punctuate each word with a gossamer kiss. Soonyoung will beg for release but you know the tease is everything; dangling his pleasure just out of reach until he snaps. If he wasn’t tied down you’d already be face down in the pillows and sore between the legs; a drunken smile on your lips as he pumps you with his spend.
His throat vibrates under your lips with a whine.
You silence him with your tongue, licking away his next thought. Soonyoung takes it; every drag of your teeth against his bottom lip until it's swollen, the flick of your tongue against his own. He drowns until his head is fuzzy and his chest aches from lack of oxygen. And then he drowns some more. Each time he meets your motion you grow wetter until you're soaked down the meat of your thighs and the chill of the AC leaves you shivering.
When Soonyoung begins to believe he can come from your kisses alone, length drooling onto his stomach, you stuff his cock between your thighs and start riding him.
“Holy mother of fuck!” Soonyoung groans, voice wrecked.
You snicker at his reaction, each jump of your throat causing your pussy to clench tighter around him. Your boyfriend might die but he’ll go to his grave satisfied.
“Like that?”
Each roll of your hips is met with a jolt of his own. A messy and stunted rhythm but you're leaking onto the coarse hairs at the base of his cock so it counts for something. 
Hands braced back on his thighs, you present your stuffed cunt like a masterpiece. Soonyoung watches the way he disappears inside you; your soaked folds trying desperately to suck him back in with each upstroke. Each time he’s unveiled his cock is covered in a new sheen of your insides.
“Fucking perfect.” He spits, eyes wild as you massage your breasts; taut nipples flashing from the space between your fingers. The leather tangled around his wrists stretch when he subconsciously reaches to take over.
Soonyoung is either going to frame or burn the handcuffs once he’s free.
He can’t even lean forward to suck at your chest thanks to the leash. Instead, he has to watch them bounce just out of range while you writhing on his cock. The air of your moans brushes across his cheekbones when you finally lean forward to kiss him again with harsh nails against his scalp.
“The–there! Ugh right there, fuck!”
“So hot,” Soonyoung gasps when you tighten your hand in his hair from the delicious grind against your g-spot.
Something evil possesses you. Something that tells you to make your boyfriend cry from how nasty you are for him. So you rise on your knees until his cock slips out of you, landing against his tense stomach, wet and used and aching.
“What the fuck?”
You ignore his question as you turn around, back facing him and leaning forward until your knees brush your ribs and your elbows meet the sheets. One hand sinks back to hold him steady as you drop your hips, stretching back around him.
Soonyoung’s brain melts as he watches your ass clap against his pelvis; the tight ring of muscle peaking in and out of view between your cheeks. What he wouldn’t give to fuck you open there with his fingers while you're stuffed with his cock. Maybe he’ll get to it when it's your turn to get tied up.
You ride him with abandon. Each drop of your hips wedges him deeper into your aching pussy until he tickles the bottom of your lungs. He can’t see the way you touch your clit or massage your nipples but the sweltering grip tells him you're close but he can’t let this end yet.
“Close,” you whimper.
Harsh drops descend into jilted grinds as you hurtle forward. The familiar jitter begins to pulse in your muscles, everything pulling tight before you remind yourself to breathe. It hurts to keep going but that means it's good, the best because you're so strung out just before you crest the real thing.
“Cmon, come on my cock. Make it yours.” 
Soonyoung does his best to talk you through it like you like but you can’t hear a word he says from the blood rushing through your ears. Your nails are back out and sunk into the muscle of his thigh as you give him what you both want.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you chant through gritted teeth. 
White fills your vision as you flail. It’s not pretty (unless you ask your boyfriend) but even from this angle Soonyoung knows your face tightens like you're in pain just before it all pops. 
Your clit is raw and your insides battered but you squeeze around Soonyoung so hard he nearly pushes out from how hard you come. He knows you're done when your head falls forward, the rest of your body following until his cock slips out again and all he can see is the stretched hole of your cunt, pathetically empty and wanting.
“Y/N.”
You hum in acknowledgement, eyes still closed and chest aching.
“Let me out.”
You’d pay money for a photo of the ways your boyfriends eyes widen when you turn over your shoulder, much more coherent than he thought, and smile with evil glee.
“I'm not done yet.”
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karteinss · 9 months
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Maid cafe | 01: First Time
Dom! Male reader x Sub! Scaramouche
Part 2
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Reposted from my Wattpad series
Nsfw, Dom! Male reader x Sub! Scara, deepthroating.
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First Time.
You were just going to go home from work but why were you here now? You truly questioned yourself inside your head.
Your heart was beating fastly at the erotic sight Infront of you was too much to take in, you felt yourself getting more aroused at the way Scara was licking your clothed cock like a kitten would.
Scara stares up, eyes wide so innocently as his cheeks were all red and his eyes were staring right at yours. You could see how a small smirk creeps up his face, "Master, are you enjoying this?" He says in between his kitten licks, your boxers were visibly wet from scara's saliva as he kept licking the thin fabric.
The way he refers to you as "Master" made you sweat even more, you gulped to what was about to happen.
The sight was truly erotic, "Like a little kitten" You thought quietly as scara begins to slip off your cheap boxers. The indigo haired man soon revealed your hardened cock, he gaped at the sight as he was now red as a tomato. "You're bigger than I thought, master." he says flirtatiously, your pants were pooled down below your ankles as he starts to give your cockhead soft kitten licks, his hands on the base of it.
Well, you cant lie about the fact that your dick was bigger than average...The thing is, you never used it to anything else other than taking a piss. You had no time for sexual encounters nor masterbating but this truly resembles the porn videos your friends would send to you.
He then rips the condom packet as he puts the condom on the base of your cock as he slips it down to the base further with his teeth. His soft hands were touching the base of your length as you let out a loud groan, you never thought you'd feel such pleasure before, it was truly above your expectations.
If you were to speak to yourself 20 minutes ago, your past self wouldn't believe another man was on his knees trying to suck your dick. Your social skills were ass and you're just basic as hell so to think a pretty guy like this man on his knees Infront of you was trying to suck your dick was completely insane.
You ignored the fact that you paid him to do this.
Your hands were twitching slightly as Scara kept suckling and kitten licking your cock like a lollipop.
It was just like in those erotic novels your perverted friend would talk about, how whenever it came to a blowjob scene they always mentioned how it looked like they were licking it like a lollipop but as you saw it yourself, you realized that it was indeed true.
You threw your head to the back as your chest rose up and down. Your cock was as sensitive as ever even with a condom on you could feel how warm scara's tongue was. You never really used it for anything other than taking a piss, this was a new experience for you.
As Scara kept licking the head of your cock, your breathing became heavier as you could feed your face flushing.
Fuck, you were too into it at this point as you felt your eyes watering from the slightest bits of pleasure. Your hands were itching to hold his hair and thrust your cock onto his face as you kept thinking of the most erotic thoughts inside your head.
Was this the result of being such a lonely virgin in his mid 20s that only had a girlfriend once? If your past self had known it would feel this good maybe he'd hook up in his teenage years, who knows.
As you kept rambling inside your head, you suddenly felt his tongue playfully licking against your cockhead as he licked the slit and even sucking it lightly.
Fuck, this was too good. Your hands were trembling as you couldn't contain your groans of pleasure.
As Scara licked the slit more, you couldn't handle the teasing anymore as you reached out to grab his soft hair as you thrusted your hips.
Scara was taken aback by the sudden action as little tears were slipping from his pretty glassy eyes, you could see how his mouth was swelling from the sudden stretch as he looked so ruined by this point.
You let out a loud groan at the feeling of his warm mouth against your cock to the point you were so close to cumming immediately. The warmth that embraced your cock was oh so delicious, you wanted more. You thrusted your hips more against his mouth as you could feel scara's tongue start to creep up upon your wet cock.
"Gods...I can't last long if you look at me like that, scara.." You say as you fucked his throat faster and faster. Scara moaned around the thickness of your cock that kept ramming inside his throat as he kept trying to skillfully play with his tongue against your cock but he was too far into pleasure to focus on his intended work.
You could feel himself gagging as he was moaning around your cock, you could feel the vibrations of said moans as you groaned louder. The hand on his hair tightened its grip as you felt his hands started to grip your thighs. His eyes were rolled back where you could only see white to it, it truly seemed like hi was lost in bliss. His expressions looked so dirty as you couldn't help but fuck his throat both deeper and faster than before. It seemed like scara couldn't take it anymore as his nails digged deep on your thighs but you didn't mind the pain and instead focus on fucking that warm throat of his.
The vibrations on your dick sent your eyes rolling back as you thrusted deeper into the warm mouth, its warmth sending you pleasure.
You groaned and tugged his hair hard, you were so close to release as you groan even louder. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum inside..!" You let out as you gripped his hair tighter and you finally released inside of the condom.
You were huffing and sweating as you finally realized what you just did with the man under you as you pulled out. Your sweat clung to your hair as it stuck to your forehead. You looked down as you saw how scara was looking so disheveled, his hair was a mess and how it was sticking to his wet forehead as well.
You were breathing heavily as scara did too, all that could be heard throughout the room was both of your heavy breathings as it soon became awkward. You averted your eyes to the downward parts of Scara's body as you saw how his thighs were trembling.
Damn, was my cock that good? You thought to yourself.
You realized how awkward it started to become as you then let out a fake cough to remove the awkward atmosphere, "H-hey..you okay?" You asked, your voice finally made him meet your eyes as he coughed and nodded. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." He says quietly, his voice hoarse as he slowly stood up but you could see how his thighs were trembling ever so slightly.
"Are you sure...? I'm sorry if I was too harsh-"
"No, it's okay." He cuts you off as he wipes the edge of his lips. He leans down Infront of you as he took off the used condom from your and threw it in the trashcan. He walked towards the bathroom as you could hear the faucet streaming and it stopped. At this point, you already got off your high as you kept thinking about what just happened.
Does this mean you're no longer a virgin? You thought to yourself as you sat there in silence but you soon heard Scara's heels clacking on the wooden floor, his hands were now wet from the water, he looked at you as you both looked at each other in silence and awkwardness but then he finally spoke.
"You have to pay now, Qris or via card?" Scara finally says as your eyes widened.
Oh right..you had to pay.
"Qris..."
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As you paid at the cashier, you looked down at your phone to see how the $20 was already extracted from your bank account as you silently regretted yet another stupid decision of yours. As you finally looked back up, you saw Scara smiling at you.
"Please come again." You didn't know how to respond as you just gave him a polite smile and left the cafe.
Oh, you're definitely not going back there.
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svnnysidez · 4 months
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warnings: big dick!gyubxfem!reader. porn with very little plot, bewbs, reader is kinda a slut but like in a good way, use of slut, dumbification, gyuvin is lowk whipped, oral (f rec), fingering, gyub is a cutie, making out, begging, creampie, no protection (wrap it up babes🙏) use of pet names (gyuv, dollface, doll, pretty girl, sweet girl), gyuvin acts all tough but hes a sweetie at heart, gyuv is estimated to be abt 10" in here but its not officially stated
notes: hes so fine guys i cant do this anymore (yes i can and i will continue) (not proofread) also this is kinda a 100 follower special thing, tysm dollfaces i love all of you bbs 🩷
sure you were teasing him. wearing that tiny bikini around his friends. you knew he liked you but you didnt care. you saw it as almost an opportunity to get what you wanted. he knew it, he knew you were teasing him on purpose. but that still didnt make it right in his head. whenever he'd try to calm himself down, you'd do something else to make him impossibly harder then he already was. his eyes trained on you, watching the way your tits bounced whenever you would take a step, them practically pooling out of the tiny bikini top. you were flirting with his friends. that was his last straw. putting your hand on ricky's shoulder, pressing your top half against him, and ricky obviously wasnt complaining. gyuvin basically pulled you away from ricky telling his friend that he had to talk to you about something.
gyuvin pulled you into the house and into a spare bedroom closing the door. "gyuv! i was talking to ricky!" you pouted at the man that just stared at you like you were mearly insane. he stepped closer to you, you backing up, eventually hitting the door that was closed behind you. you let out a tiny yelp when gyuvin slammed his hands on the door behind you on either side of your face. "what is it with you and flirting with all of my friends?" gyuvin asked lowly. "you dont own me you know, just because you like me doesnt mean that i like you back." you stuck your tounge out at him. that was the thing, you did like him back. god you liked him so much that whenever you were touching yourself you thought of him. the only reason why you flirted with his brain-dead friends was for him to make a move, and he was. finally. "okay well if you dont like me then go get fucked by ricky, looked like you really wanted it back there." gyuvin was about to grab the door knob to let you out "wait!" you squeaked, you grabbed his hand and he just looked at you, "yes?" he was going to make you tell him what you wanted. "if you want something you're gonna have to use your words, come on, i know you can use that pretty mouth of yours, you run it all the time."
"kiss me please, touch me, need you." you looked up at him, your eyes fixating on his, his pupils dialating. he just nodded and moved his hands, one on your face and the other on your waist as he kissed you deep. you obviously returning the kiss. you biting at his lips, his tongue entering your mouth, deepening the kiss. you moaned into the kiss when gyuvins touch went from your waist upto your chest, lightly circling the hard buds.
"gyuv, please, need you." you had no clue what you were begging for, but you just knew you wanted more. he chuckled lowley, "do you even understand what you're begging for? you just wanna be stretched out on my cock like a little slut huh?" you mewled at his words. just nodding dumbly, "yes, yes please, need it!" just like that you were picked up and thrown onto the bed. he practically tore off your bikini. pulling your legs around his head, nipping at the insides of your thighs. "gonna have to stretch you out before you get my cock sweet girl. i dont think you'll be able to handle me without prep." you just whimpered out. "gyuv please, need you to touch me now." he obviously obliged. he couldnt not give his sweet girl what she wanted, or so desperately needed. his tongue lapped at your folds, soaking in all the wetness. just the act of him doing that made you abrupt in the loudest moan. your hips bucking at his face. "fuck doll, how long has it been since you've been touched." his long fingers tracing your pussy, one of them stuffing you full. you stifled down a moan, not wanting to sound so desperate. "god do i already have you dumb? i've barely even touched you. im starting to believe you've never been touched here before." you werent a virgin. i mean sure, every man you've been with have never engaged in foreplay or lasted more then 5 minutes but thats besides the fact.
he thrusted his middle finger in and out of you before he stuffed his ring finger inside of you. scissoring them, you've probably never felt this immense amount of pleasure in your life. you're back was arching off the bed so prettily. gyuvin swore he could've came in his pants just watching you. instead of said cumming in his pants he decided to use his tongue on your sensitive bud. that sent you into overdrive. "f.fuck gyuvin! s' so close k, keep going please." you mewled out. he couldnt say no to you, he could never. you were spasaming around his fingers. he then pushed a third finger into you. curling his fingers up, hitting that gummy spongy place in your silky walls. "just like that gyu! fuck im gonna cum, please let me, im so close!" gyuvin didnt think he could physically get any harder, but there his body is, proving him wrong. "of course dollface, cum for me sweet girl." and just like that at the drop of a hat you did. releasing at his words, your back arching and your fingers digging into the sheets. your moans like drugs to him. he pulled his fingers out of you and licked up all your cum, loving the taste of you, you tasted so good he couldnt help himself.
he crawled upto you, leaving kisses and marks all over your body wherever he could get his lips. he kissed your lips chastely. he pulled off his swim trunks, his fat cock slapping against his abdomen. his fat tip angry. his dick was so pretty, and big. god he was big, this was just registering in your brain. "g..gyuv, will it fit?" you mustered out. "it will dollface, we'll make it fit, alright sweet girl?" he cooed, carressing your face. he grabbed the base of his cock and ran his fat tip through your folds. you let out tiny whimpers. his tip centered at your hole and he pushed himself in. the stretch was crazy, even if he had prepped you for an hour straight you wouldnt have been ready for him. he was so thick and long, god you felt like he was pushing himself in you for a lifetime. and it hurt, god it hurt, but the pleasure was so much greater. the feeling of him stretching out your walls was so amazing. your nails digging into his biceps as he finally bottomed out. his tip digging into your uterus. he placed his hand over your abdomen where you could see his tip bulging through. "god, you feel so nice, wrapped around me so tight. i told you i could fit sweet girl." you were already so dumb. only muttering out slurs of words and his name.
his hips started moving slowly sure he wanted to fuck you dumb, but he didnt want to hurt you. not in a way that wasnt pleasurable at least. him lightly fucking into you. god it felt so good. "gyuv, please, need more. please faster." he couldnt not oblige to your pleads. you sounded so pretty, of course he gave you what you wanted. his hips snapping into you faster then before, a lot faster. you were squeezing around him so well he could barely hold on. "fuck baby, you're squeezing me so well. its like you want me to fill you up. huh is that what you want, for me to make you full of my cum? for me to fuck it so deep into you that you're full of my kids huh?" all you could do is dumbly nod and let out the most lewd moans. "yes yes need it so bad gyuv! need you to fill me up." you didnt know what you were saying. you just wanted gyuvin for so long and now you finally have him, and whatever he said you agreed to. you were officially fucked dumb, and you didnt mind one bit.
his thrusts got harder and somehow deeper. his fingers were circling your clit. "fuck gyu, m' so close, keep, keep doing that please." you stifled out. your nails digging into his skin. he just nodded, his head drooping down into your shoulder peppering kisses on your skin. "fuck doll, you feel so good, so nice and warm, perfect for me." you whimpered at his words, how was this man so fucking hot ⁉️. your cunt fluttering around him. "god gyuv im gonna cum. so close." your right hand went upto his brown locks softly tugging at them. he just nodded in agreement. "me too sweet girl, cum with me huh, be a good girl for me." he dug his finger tips into your hips as his thrusts became sloppier. you let out a high moan as you came around his cock, cunt squeezing him nice and tight, he let out a string of swears before he came deep inside you.
letting his head fall into your neck. sucking hickies onto your collarbone his hot breath fanning the spots. you let go of his hair and softly brushed his locks instead of tugging it. you kissed the top of his head and you could feel the smile on your skin. "thank you." he muttered shyly. "whats you with being shy right now, you just fucked me stupid you know."
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undercover-smutlover · 7 months
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Captain John Price...🏷️
main masterlist📌
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Works by @miniwheat77
Sweet: Price is harsh on y/n until a mission goes sideways
Sensitive: The only person reader can confide in is her captain
Maneater + Gaz: Reader is a mechanic on base who takes a break with the boys
Give ’em hell Pt.1: Reader and Price are exposed to a weird chemical
Give ’em hell Pt.2: Repercussions of the weird chemical
Red Lipstick: Reader and Price keep one another company
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Works by @captainfern
Lake Of Fire: Price isn’t happy about working with another team
Heart-Shaped Box Pt.1: You help Price feel better
Serve the Servants P.2 + Ghost: The aftermath involving Ghost
Breed: You and Price meet up off base
Marigold Pt.1: Price asks you to meet him upstairs
Marigold Pt.2: Crying becaouse you missed him
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Works by @halcyone-of-the-sea
Songs That Sound Like Sea-Foam: Fisherman Price meets an unexpected person
Our Remains: You are hiding something big from John
Lions and Ibexes: Your voice cuts through and John’s shoulders sag under a non-existent weight.
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Works by @thanksbutno98
No Wandering Around: You go to work with John
Flash Drive: Erotic folder
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Works by @xyziiix
ARDOUR: He could already hear the pleading edge in your voice
Three Is A Crowd: Well your Captain always liked proving you wrong
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Works by @konigsblog
Gynocologist Price: The biggest tease
Aphrodisiac: Its mandatory for this procedure
Rookie Medic: He cant help himself from pulling you onto his lap
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Price Eating You Out by @catsnkooks: Too blissed out to notice a guest
Civillian Reader Is Hurt by @lvlyghost: She believed he would save her. And that was enough
Jealous by @stormiwaves: “I like it when you’re jealous”
Angel of Small Death Pt.1 by @whynot-tryit: Price hires a team medic
Not Meant to Be Here, But Glad You Are by @paranoid-borderline-insane: You need to remember all the tips John gave you to survive
Breaking and Entering Pt.1 and Reprieve Pt.2 by @sprout-fics: No place safer in the world than with him
Doll by @blingblong55: It started as innocent stares
No Hero, Just Me by @firsttimewriter92: Price rescues reader from an abduction
Duty Over Heart by @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world: Your lives were forever changed afterwards
Million Dollar Man by @qilinxingg: John gave a satisfied smile as his arms tightened around your small body
Price’s Young Housewife by @moongreenlight: Weekly manicures and pedicures that he’s put his card on file for
My Girls by @bearieio: happy just being able to share moments with your 3 favorite people
Hell on Earth by @ghostlywhiskey: His demeanor and lack of response to your attitude caught you off guard
Designer Dress by @halfmoth-halfman: You can’t think of a better place to start your new life
I Think I Might’ve Inhaled You by @agentmarvel: It eats at him daily, knowing his own indecisiveness is the root of anguish for both of you
Nobody Does It Like You Do by @bunnyreaper: In his embrace, firm and reassuring, you might actually believe him
Spread Your Wings by @crashandlivewrites: “Besides, I find my scene partner enjoys it more when there’s a lot more sensual physical contact involved.”
Mafia!Price x Assistant!Reader by @charliemwrites: In general, you’re like a breath of fresh air. A smiley little charm of colour and delicacy in his world
A Warm Heart by @flowermiist: That clicks in John’s head, it really was you and he was almost amused to say the least.
He Opens the Mail and Part 2 by @the-californicationist: It was hard to concentrate when he was nearby.
Soulmate AU Part 1 by @shotmrmiller: your vision distorts with the tears that threaten to spill and bite your bottom lip to stop it from trembling.
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Dividers by @cafekitsune
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the-s1lly-corner · 4 months
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not sure if you’ve done this already but how would slenderman react to the reader hugging his tentacles? and generally showing affection to it.
Reader who hugs n kisses slendermans tentacles!
dont think i did anything like before so yahoo! honestly as much as i love slenderman, thinking of a whole boat load of ideas over the course of like. 9? years, this never crossed my mind. your brain, huge
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its not often that you see his tentacles out, usually theyre for his hunting as well as defense.. and to look more intimidating. you know, generally not something that he wants you to be around for..
but i think every now and then they creep out during down time with you, perhaps during a cuddling session with your tall monster boyfriend? or maybe you even get him to indulge in "play" (not that kind of play get your mind out of the gutter) and his tentacles slip out, like you guys playing simple games
the image of someone playing tag or hide and seek with the forest demon is making me chuckle, something much needed post mini cry/freak out session LMAO
personally i like to think that he can only half way control his tentacles. like yeah sure when he needs them they're out, but for the most part they do their own thing, you know?
set up down, lets get to the actual request. his tentacles are colder than him, and admin is personally torn on making them slimy or not... perhaps slightly so? like juuuuuuust enough to be just a little oily but nothing insane, kind of feels like your hands after you just put lotion on them. smooth, too
very cold. i know i mentioned that theyre colder than him, but its like ice cold. so...
basically he doesnt expect you to show any love to this part of him, so hes thoroughly confused when you grab one of them and gently press your lips to it.. then let go. then grab another and give it a kiss as well
cue a confused head tilt before his voice comes into your head to ask what on earth youre doing
isnt it uncomfortable, with the slight ooze? isnt it too cold? doesnt it at least taste a little off?
torn about it, because on one hand hes used these things to kill. but on the other hand he mostly kills in order to protect his space and to sustain his body, and admin likes thinking that he sometimes gets a bit of guilt. call it him resenting his own existence and simply wanting to be left alone while having a natural curiosity for the world around him even though he only really destroys the life around him
also he doesnt like giving you stuff from victims, and i think he would have similar feelings about his tentacles
and yet... he cant deny, that he can hold you closer with them, that he can keep you nearby with them... and that you love him, and every part of him. undeniably, you do. i dont know, its something that when i think about it, its sweet
this creature is full of resentment, for himself and the world he was put in as well as the one who made him (zalgo cough cough au stuff) but here you are
assuming the reader is a human i think it hits even harder, because youre something that hes built to wreck and destroy. and yet youve given him pause, and that was enough for you to win him over
and you never stop surprising him
im getting off topic, but im just a sap for concepts like this, you know?
"its rotten work," "not to me... not if its you" but its you and slenderman, basically
i think the first few times when you start showing his extra appendages affection he pulls them away from you, maybe even forcing them back and tucking them away
but i think over time he melts into it and accepts it...
oh how cruel it was, for the universe to give this reclusive creature a sense of longing, which has been exasperated now that hes gotten a taste of it first hand
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rottindecay · 8 months
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Hobie Brown Headcannons!
just some silly stuff ! >__<
warnings: i believe none.
[this is my first time ever posting smth like this..hopefully it’s good enough.]
*Reblogs, notes n comments r much appreciated >O<!*
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Starting off strong- this man definitely craves physical touch. Like have you SEEN him with the anarch-kids?
He cant live with out ur touch like seriously, it would drive this man insane.
You love your personal space? He loves yours too.
Especially out in public. This guy will have a finger around one of your belt loops/belt, holding onto your bag or hand, even has his arm snaked around your waist or shoulder. He needs your touch!!
he loves to cuddle. More of a big spoon kinda guy because he finds it funny how his body just completely takes over yours, ykwim? (If ur shorter than him ofc)
but won’t mind being little spoon fr. Loves to have his head laying on your chest as you guys sleep in each others arms.
Speaking of sleeping- he’s a really heavy sleeper.
when he sleeps he’s sprawled all over the bed so good luck trying to wake him up to give you room.
When you do try to move him, he dosent move or make room for you LMAO
he just groans before pulling you into his embrace and resting his chin on your head fast asleep with his arm around your waist.
He’s an ass lover.
Wearing shorts around the house? He’s telling you you look good in them. Bending over to pick something up? He’s playfully slapping ur ass and snickering as he does so.
Like- if your on youre phone or reading a book or whatever and your laying on your stomach, he’s gunna come over and lay his head on ur ass like a pillow and take a nap or do smth on his phone.
Same with thighs fr
When you guys are out walking around or doing something and you have back pockets, expect his hand in your pocket.
Because he could keep you close and get to feel your ass. Win win in his book!
He loves ur ass!!!!!!
He adores little trinkets.
He has them all over his house
Like the first time you walked into his house, you just saw a lot of bowls laying around in places like in his room, kitchen, living room ext with just small little knickknacks he found or bought (stole)
Loves to receive and gift them to people hes close with.
He’s like a crow honestly.
90% of the time when you guys are hugging, he would go limp out of nowhere and now here you are trying to hold up a 6’5 180 lbs guy as he’s chuckling his ass off.
Puts his arm on your shoulder or head like an armrest.
Never calls u by ur first name. always has some nickname for you like “darling” (since he’s a Brit n all) or a nickname that connects to an embarrassing moment of urs LMFAO
He’s stupidly smart but dosent put effort in it ykwim?
Same goes for cleaning like yeah he could clean it, but why would he? He knows where everything is so it’s fine.
Also loves to hug u from behind and burry his face into your neck.
Also neck kissed Are his favorite thing like cmon now.
Honestly dosent care What pronoun you use. You could call him ball/ballself and he would look over at you without batting an eye to that.
Knows how to sing, just dosent do it. But if u ask nicely he would as he strums his guitar professionally!
He snores and drools everytime he sleeps.
Also luvs to do and wash ur hair for u.
Hobie has ADHD idc argue with the wall.
If ur ever doing chores around the house he’s 100% always going to help you with whatever your doing even if it’s something as simple as sweeping the floors. He dosent want you to think your juggling to many responsibilities.
Typa guy to know a guy. He knows a lot of people.
All his fingers are decorated with rings. Once you guys start to actually get serious he would give you one of his favorite rings since he dosent believe in marriage.
It’s nothing too big though, it’s just a simple silver band that’s obviously been shown some love throughout the years.
Dosent really label your guys relationship. Why would he need to box you in like that? It’s stupid. He knows he can trust you and you can trust him so there’s no need to be calling each other “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”
Makes playlists for you and burns them into CD’s
We all know he’s alr stupidly smart, yeah? Well he was the kinda kid to always be sleeping in class, not do any work and fail it even though he was the smartest mf there.
Also hated to do homework so he didn’t do it. Who was gunna stop him? NOBODY.
Also sucks at spelling tbh
Like he dosent care abt it. “Apple” is now “aple.”
Loves to DIY stuff like clothes, pins, patches, jewelry n much more!
He’s punk so he obviously listens to punk music, but he also listens to more than that. He hates consistency !!
I think he would be a really good cook he just won’t put effort in exploring that part of him LMAO
he obviously has really good sense of style. I think a lot of people forget he was FORMALLY A RUNWAY MODEL. HELLOOOO???
So if he sees shitty quality clothes, hes gunna point it out to you and suggest something else.
When being taken out on dates he dosent really do anything fancy, not his style yk?
But he does take you out on the most amazing places only a few know.
Shows you the coolest pubs hidden in alleyways, site seeing, walking around London in his dimension and just little fun activities.
(maybe even steal from big corporations too.)
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