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wh0reforcoriolanussnow · 5 months

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Jealous, Jealous, Boy || Young president!Snow X Plinth!Reader

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Summary: Being Panem’s First Lady was not all luxurious or happy. Snow was often cold, focused on Gamemaking leaving you to do whatever you pleased to do. But when new arrive to him that you were being awfully to friendly with one of the elitists, Snow always lands on top.

Warnings: toxic/possesive Snow

Wc:

Coriolanus Snow Masterlist

“And where have you been, my darling wife?” Snow’s voice calls out as you pause slightly before shutting the doors behind you. Smoothing down the fitted dress, your heels click as you walk towards the drawing room. You see Snow sitting on an armchair, his back facing you as your fingers tap against your thigh.

“I asked you a question,” He voices out, his head turning to the side. “I visited the academy, wanted to see how the students were going.” You softly spoke out. It wasn’t a lie. You were bored out of your mind as of this morning, Tigris had to cancel on your weekly meet up and Snow was going to be stuck in his office all day like every other day.

“Come, sit.” He turns his head back around. It was dead silent apart from the clicking of your heels as you sit at the armchair beside Coriolanus’. “How’s the little one?” He makes eye contact with you, his arms folding as you furrow your eyebrows at him.

“Oh don’t act stupid Y/n, you don’t think I don’t get informed when you don’t bleed?” He chuckles, amused. Instinctively, your hand caresses your lower abdomen. Snow watches silently, “Can I?” “Hm?” “Can I feel it?” The corners of your lips slightly tug up. “Of course Coryo,” his nickname slipped out of your mouth. It had been such a long time since you’ve called him something so personal.

Snow’s large hands slowly move to your clothed abdomen. His fingers were ever so close, but you could tell he was hesitant. You take his hand and place it at the barely there bump. You intently watch Snow’s feature soften. Although they were quite young, a child would only help strengthen the family.

And just like that, his features harden. His cold façade back. He retreats his hand back, rubbing his forehead. “What are you thinking about?” You quietly ask, your eyes on your hands as you fidget. Coriolanus was always like this.

Shutting himself away whenever he felt a slight tinge of happiness, or the feeling of being loved. He hated the it; bringing him awful memories. “I’m thinking, y/n, of what I should do.” He stands up as your eyes follow him moving towards the alcohol on the table. “I’ve been informed that you have gotten quite comfortable with one of the elitists, am I wrong?”

Silence. “I said, am. I. wrong!” He yells, throwing the shot glass at the portrait of you and him on your wedding day. You quietly scream as you bring your hands up to your ears. You were shaking. Tears uncontrollably fell from your eyes as you sobbed. Snow hardly ever showed you his violent side. Feeling his presence coming towards you, you move your legs towards your chest.

“Shhh…” He takes your hands in his. You slowly look up towards your husband who’s staring at you so intensely. He lifts your chin up with his index finger. “You know I would never hurt you,” he says ever so softly, “or our unborn child,” His eyes flicker to your stomach.

“For the sake of my sanity, you are to stay home. You are not permitted to visit the academy. Do you understand, wife?” Your gaze falters, Snow pushes your chin up higher once again, forcing you to look at his blue irises. “Do you understand?” Snow says, this time it was barely a whisper.

You nodding your head was not sufficient enough for him. “Give me words.” “Yes. Yes I understand, husband” His face contorts into satisfaction. “Reed was it? Is that his name?” You slowly nod, he already knew that, he just wanted you to admit to it. “I didn’t cheat.” “Hm, I believe you. Reed will be kicked out, he should know his place.”

Coriolanus gives you one final kiss before straightening up and walking away.

#Coriolanus snow angst #coriolanus x you #coriolanus x reader #tom blyth #coriolanus snow #hunger games #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes

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gojoux · 8 months

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𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌

Gojo. Geto. Sukuna. Nanami. Choso. Toji. Megumi. Itadori. Yuta.

◈ — 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

Gojo wouldn’t take it seriously, brushing off your words since he thinks you’re just teasing him like usual, “Oh~ how could you do this to me? I’m hurt! Now you should kiss me to make it up.” That is until you somehow manage to convince him that you’re serious. “Wait, you’re not joking?” He'd look at you with a mix of surprise and disbelief, “Hey, hey, what are you saying? You don’t mean that.” He chuckles rather nervously. Despite his antics, he truly loves you and he doesn’t want to let you go. You told him it was a joke after you were satisfied with his reaction. He'd put his index finger on your lips to make sure you’re not speaking anymore, “Shhh! Your prank hurt my feelings. Don’t do it again, okay?” He sulks. Now you really need to make it up by pampering him.

◈ — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

Geto would be worried at first but then he’d be more confused rather than hurt. He knows your relationship is stable and he’s trying his best to do his part, so when you did this prank, it doesn’t take long for him to figure it out that you’re just messing around to get a reaction out of him. He’d raise an eyebrow and look at you before speaking calmly, “Oh? So you want to break up with me now? That’s a surprise. I thought you loved me?” You’ll notice that he smiles softly at you and seems to ignore your prank as he speaks to you in his usual soft voice, “You know, I don’t think I could live without my love. You know I won’t let you go easily. Why are you doing this, hm?” He doesn’t seem upset and just laughs at you a bit, pinching your cheek softly in return for making him worried a few seconds earlier.

◈ — 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

Sukuna would be very pissed but he won’t yell at you, he’s not the type who would yell when he’s angry at you. He’d give you an annoyed look, grab you by the arms, and speak to you while gritting his teeth, “Am I not treating you well enough? Did I not love you enough?” He steps closer, pressing himself against yours, his lips are curled as he tries to keep himself from reacting too aggressively towards the situation. “You’re not going anywhere. You belong to me and I’ll make sure you’ll stay with me and me only.” He’d throw you on the bed and pinning you with his hands, giving you an intimidating look that it scare you, wondering if you went too far with this prank even though you know he’ll never hurt you. He’d reach a hand to grab your cheek to keep you focused on him, “You better not ever think about leaving me again, understand?”

◈ — 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

Nanami would be a bit surprised, trying to keep his head cool before asking you calmly, “Are you breaking up with me? Is that what you’re trying to do right now?” He’d continue to keep his composure as you're trying to break the news to him. On the inside, he’s definitely concerned about your decision right now, wondering if anything was wrong in your relationship to the point you want to end it with him. “Why?” He’d ask the only question that makes him want to know the answer right away. “I know that we’ve been having some problems lately but we can still fix it. Don’t give up on me just yet, love.” He’d take your hands in his as he caress the back of your hands with his thumb. Once you told him it was a prank, he’ll let out a big sigh of relief, “What's gotten into you right now? Please don’t joke about this, love. I’m serious about you.”

◈ — 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

Choso would feel worried and quite scared when you try to break up with him. “What did you say?” He’d ask it in a nervous tone while fidgeting with his sleeves, making sure he’s hearing you right as he still trying to process the bad news. “Wait, no…” He shakes his head and gets up, hugging you tight while looking at you with a clearly heartbroken look, his lips quivering slightly. “You really want to break up with me? We just started dating not long ago. Why are you breaking up with me, did I do something wrong?” He rests his head on your shoulder, just holding you close to him. You are one of the very few he got attached to, he has every right to be upset right now. You quickly tell him it’s just a prank because you feel bad for making him feel like this. Unfortunately, he wouldn’t get the joke and would continue speaking to you in a soft pleading tone, “Please don’t leave me. I will make it up to you.” Nope, you will be the one who needs to make it up to him.

◈ — 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

Toji would look at you with a raised brow before giving you a slight smirk, “Oh, so we’re breaking up now? I know damn well we’re not. If this is the best joke you could come up with, then don’t even try next time.” He seems pretty okay with the whole breakup thing, you wouldn’t know if he’s joking or serious because of his usual calm and nonchalant demeanor. “Alright then, I don’t think I’m gonna ask for you to come back.” He shrugs as he looks at you with a smug and daring look if you’d actually leave him. When you keep up with your act and turn your back at him, walking a few steps away, he’d approach you and hold you by the waist, turning you around to look at him. “Hey, don’t do that. I’m just messing with you.” He chuckles a bit as he nuzzles his nose onto your neck. “I’m still here, ‘kay?”

◈ — 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

Megumi wouldn’t really react too much when you break up with him, you can his eyes widen slightly, taken back by what you said out of nowhere. He would be calm and quiet as he replies to you, “Oh… It’s okay if you want to break up with me.” He nods despite the hesitation in his tone. “But can I at least know why? I’d understand.” He can’t help but ask, thinking what could be the possibilities. You’ll notice that his faint smile slowly disappears after hearing your answer. He’d turn his back to you and look at you for a while, “I wish you the best.” His voice is slightly shaking. You’d immediately walk in front of him, giving him a tight hug before revealing it’s just a joke. He’d hold your shoulder and look at you with a frown on his face, “This is not something to joke about. Don’t do this to me again.” He’s not angry at you, you scared him and he’s just afraid that you‘d leave him for real. He does hug you back, tighter.

◈ — 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈

Itadori would be visibly surprised when you say that you want to break up with him while his smile slowly starts fading from his face. “Huh?” He lagged a bit as he looked at you not blinking at all. “Wait, wait, wait, wait, what?” He hurries to your side and makes you face him as he holds your hands. “Did you just say you want to break up with me? You don’t want to continue our relationship anymore? Is that what you’re saying?” He asks rather panicky from how fast he’s talking and stumbles a bit with his words. “But why though? We were doing just fine, right? Did I do something wrong? Just give me a chance and I’ll fix it, okay?” He’s having a mix of emotions as he stares into your eyes deeply, hoping to find an answer or at least a hint that you didn’t mean it. When you tell him it’s just a prank, he’ll lag again before letting out a loud exhale of relief, “You scared me! You really got me good there.” He chuckles shakily with the way his heart is still beating fast and pulls you into a hug.

◈ — 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀

Yuta would be caught off guard when you break the news to him. His eyes would widen and he’d stay quiet for a while with his heart beating hard in his chest, not wanting to believe that this is real, before eventually speaking to you with a sad tone, “You want to break up with me? You want to end our relationship? Why? What’s wrong? Please talk to me.” He tries to convince you and himself to find another way for you not to break up with him until he overthinks what went wrong for you to end the relationship after what you two have been through. When you see him becoming more anxious, you comfort him, saying that this is just a joke and you’d never want to break up with him. “Oh! That’s a relief to hear.” His eyes lit up and smiles as he rub his nape. He’s not even mad, he’s just relieved that you’re still on good terms. “We’re still together, right? I’ll make you happy, I promise.”

Oop, I might enjoy the way these headcanons are getting longer over time 😳

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lostgirlmuseum · 8 months

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Bucky vs. Book

^Bucky on his way to you fr^

Summary: Bucky rushes to your aid when he finds out you’re upset. He’s never seen you this distraught before.

Pairing: Bucky x f!Reader

Words: 600 (I don’t think I have ever written something this short before wth)

Warning: It’s kinda angst?? But mostly fluff.

A/N: Sorry I haven’t been on much lately, school is keeping me busy. I wrote this pretty quickly and it’s just a short little treat while I’m in the middle of writing a mini series. Idk when I’ll finish writing it, but it prob won’t be done this month. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Divider credit: @cafekitsune

“Bucky?” Sam asked.

“M’ busy.” Bucky mumbled, curling a barbell like it was a dumbbell.

“Someone just informed me they heard crying coming from your girl’s room.”

“What?” Bucky dropped the barbell on the ground with a loud thud.

“Move, out of the way!” Bucky yelled, nearly knocking Sam over as he started sprinting to the gym exit.

Bucky ran so fast that he was bumping into walls and hitting corners, trying to locate the nearest stairs.

He took the stairs by three, his heart hammering against his chest, his ears on high alert in case he could hear you calling for him.

Finally, he made it to your room, and swung the door open without a second thought, just needing to know if you were okay. Bucky’s wide eyes spotted you instantly, curled into yourself on the rug, tissues littering the floor, sobbing. He had never seen you so upset.

He wasted no time sliding onto his knees and to you.

“Doll? Doll, what’s wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?” He tried to lift your chin to see your beautiful face, but you barely acknowledged him, your puffy eyes cast down.

“My h-heart,” you choked, clutching your chest.

“Are you having a heart attack?” He couldn’t stop himself from sliding his hands all over you, checking for injuries.

“I feel– s-so sad,” was all you could make out between sobs.

“Baby, who hurt you?” He was panicking, he needed to know what happened, why you were so distraught so he could fix it.

“Stupid book!” You cried, and flung yourself at him, holding him close, and tucking your head into his chest. Bucky immediately reciprocated, wrapping his big arms around you, squeezing you tight, one hand brushing your hair.

That’s when he noticed the outline of a book under a couple tissues.

“It’s not fair,” you cried, body shaking with each breath.

“I know, I know,” he soothed. He, of course, did not know, but he was enormously relieved to see the perpetrator was only a book.

“They were supposed to end up together! They were p-p-per–” You squeezed him tighter, struggling to get the words out. “Perfect together! Why did the author ruin it? It’s not fair, it’s not fair, they deserve to be happy!”

“Shhh,” he whispered, starting to rock you back and forth.

“It’s not fair,” you whispered through another cry, and collapsed fully into him.

“It’s not,” Bucky echoed.

Eventually your cries quieted and slowed, and Bucky kissed your forehead and let go of you. You barely had time to question what he was doing when he picked up the book from behind you and started to pretend to punch it.

“Bad book,” he chastised, “you made my baby cry. Nobody makes my baby cry,”

You couldn’t help but giggle, and wipe the remaining tears from your eyes.

Bucky continued to scold it, and even positioned himself to body slam it.

“Bucky,” you full on laughed, “stop,”

“Not until it apologizes,” he grumbled, faking a chokehold on it. “Oh, shit–” Bucky rolled onto his back and held the book above him, acting out a struggle. “It’s got me baby, help!”

Giving in to his shenanigans, you leaned over and grabbed the book from his hands, and gave it your own weak punch.

“Fuck you, book,” You sniffed and laughed.

“It can’t hurt you anymore,” Bucky said, patting your back.

“Thank you, Bucky,”

“I’ve got you, doll.”

“Why are there dents in all the walls?” Tony’s raised voice could be heard all the way from the floor below.

You looked at Bucky.

“What?” He smiled cheekily. “You needed me.”

Thank you for reading!

My Masterlist if you'd like to check my other stuff out :)

Oh oh and this is inspired by my reaction to Me Before You by Jojo Moyes. I hate that book so much. I love that book so much.

#bucky x reader #bucky fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky angst #bucky fanfic #bucky x you #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky fluff #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes fic

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ang311ic · 15 days

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Post argument sex with Gaz

(Unedited, just wanted to write something after so long of having no ideas)

This man is stubborn, my baby doesn’t have many flaws (ignoring that he’s a war criminal) but he refuses admit he’s wrong. He also refuses to apologise because why would he apologise if he’s right? That’s a little harsh, he does end up apologising just with his dick instead.

The pair of you get in a stupid fight, something that was easily preventable but still ended up happening.

You’re pissed off with him, giving him the silent treatment and not even bothering to sleep in the same bed as him that night. You take your pillow and spend that night on the couch ignoring his protests.

You wake up to the feeling of someone’s lips against your neck and unless you have an insane stalker you weren’t aware of, it’s Kyle.

“What are you doing?” You mumbled groggily, not bothering to push him away in your sleep addled state. You don’t get a response instead you feel his calloused hand move down your stomach and slip under the band of your sweatpants. “Kyle-“

“Shhh. Let me make things better.” He murmurs and you’re unsure whether this is turning you on or making you want to slap him in the face. Your thought process was cut short when his fingers reached the soft cotton if your underwear, running them across your slit and making you gasp. You hated how good he made you feel but if there was one thing he was good at it was making you feel good.

“You like that?” He almost growled his face moving to rest against the crook of your neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of you. His thumb moves to brush against your clit making your hips involuntary buck into his touch. “Getting so mad over nothing,” His tone so incredibly condensing, you can practically hear the smirk on his face. “Just need a good fuck to sort you out.”

“You’re an asshole.” You spit out though you don’t stop him when he pulls both of your pijamas off and slips your underwear to the side. His half-hard cock rubs against your pussy, collecting the slick over his head. “You don’t listen, you just brush me off, you’re never even here.” You rant though your words aren’t very effective, interrupted by harsh breaths of pleasure and stifled moans.

“I know, I know lovey.” He coos, almost sounding understanding and he was but you could discuss that later. He finally pushed his length inside you, groaning at the sensation of your tight velvety walls around him. His fingers find his way into your mouth, his index and middle slipping between your plump lips only allowing the sounds of your whines and moans to leave.

He fucks into you slowly, taking in every sensation. The feeling of your tongue against his fingers, the way you clench around him when he hits a spot that makes pleasure build in the pit of your stomach.

You had to remind yourself that you were mad but that was getting increasingly difficult with how he was making you feel. Your head fell back against his shoulder, a string of drool slipping down your chin and your chest rising and falling rapidly as your hips grinder against him to meet his thrusts. A mess. He’d turned you into a mess.

“You want to cum for me?” He asks like it was even a question to begin with. He removed his fingers from your mouth and rubbed his saliva drenched fingers against your clit once again, making you whine sharply in pleasure. “You want to feel good for me?”

“Y-yes,” you breathed out, trying to get your words out as quick as possible. “Please, please. I want it want it so bad.” You babbled, begging as of your life depended on it. The coil inside you felt like it was about to burst. You had forgot about the argument, had forgotten about your annoyance, you just wanted him, you wanted him to make you cum. With one more snap of his hips and circle of his index fingers, you break. You gush over his dick, unable to stop yourself from moaning his name loudly even if it was probably making him significantly more smug.

His hands tighten his hold one you. One arm wrapped around his waste and his other holding your jaw to keep you pressed up close against him. He helps you ride out your orgasm while also chasing his, pumping rapidly in and out of your fluttering cunt. “So good.” He praises, the words catching in his throat as his own pleasure builds. Even when the pair of you are arguing he always manages to let you cum first. “So, so fucking good for me.” He grunts as his load spills out into you, filling you up with his hot cum.

That night you feel asleep on the sofa with him still inside of you, snuggled close to each other. That morning Gaz wasn’t there, he was making coffee and when he arrived back to the living room he sat in the exact same place and discussed said argument. Communication!

#cod mw2 #call of duty #call of duty: modern warfare ii #cod mwii #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz nation #gaz x reader #kyle garrick #kyle gaz garrick smut

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rinhaler · 3 months

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i’m in love with your yakuza toji and shiu like actually OBSESSED!! if your requests are still open, can you do one like the meeting, but you’re being a brat to get their attention and they’re won’t do anything till after the meeting? you can see how the rest goes thoo!! lots of loveee -🦦anon

I'm so behind on requests I'm so sorry agdjsjklaghsj hopefully this is worth the wait tho!! Haven't thought about that drabble in forever but I'm glad u liked it so much!!

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, daddy kink, exhibitionism?, public setting, cucking? shiu idk, reader used as an ashtray low key, spanking, pussy slaps, face slapping, vaginal sex, degradation, praise, creampie, orgasm denial, brat taming. (lmk if i missed any!)

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“Daddy—”

“Shush, baby. Gotta pay attention.” Toji tells you, bringing his finger to his lips to tell you what you need to do. You need to be quiet and behave. And yet, you can’t.

You aren’t sure what’s wrong with you today. His jaw is strong and his muscular frame dominates the room. He won’t mind if you touch him a little, you’re sure. He’s just as insatiable as you are. More so, normally. You’re a little surprised to see him actually focus on a meeting for once, but you’re confident that you can steal his attention from it.

He looks down at his thigh as your hand settles there, dainty fingers start to grab and squeeze at his quads. They roam upwards towards his crotch, and you smile to yourself as you get closer and closer. Though you gasp, lightly, when you feel his hand grasp firmly around your wrist.

You look up to see his eyes fixed on yours. There isn’t a hint of amusement in his expression.

“Was daddy unclear when he said pay attention?” he asks. You quickly shake your head with a downtrodden pout. Even your little sniffles don’t bother him, his face stoic and unchanging. “I thought as much. So sit still and be quiet, brat.” he warns you.

You fold your arms over each other and you pout harder than you thought possible. Your eyebrows scrunch as you do all of you can to focus on the meeting, just like your daddy. But you can’t. It’s so boring and you just don’t care. It scares you to hear about murder and violence, even if it is menial to them.

It’s their norm, not yours.

“S-Shiu…” you whisper, turning your head to face Toji’s second in command who sits on the other side of you. “Wanna go home.”

You don’t notice Toji looking at you, but Shiu does. It’s brief, but scathing. A subtle look out of the corner of his eyes to display his frustration with you. Shiu swallows lightly, feeling sorry for your predicament. Normally Toji is so mindful of you and your neediness, he can’t help but wonder what has encouraged his boss’ change of heart today. Perhaps he’s trying to train you better. Regardless, he clears his throat and looks into your eyes.

“You can be good for a few more minutes, sweetheart.” Shiu tells you as he checks the time on his wristwatch. “Not much longer, promise.” he assures you, he lightly holds your chin and strokes it with his thumb.

Just a few more minutes.

“Keep your fucking legs open or I’m not touchin’ your cunt for the rest of the year.” Toji warns you. You sniff as tears spill from your lashline, slowly opening your legs again for the man circling the meeting table. You yelp as a stinging slap comes down atop your thigh, and another harsh wet smack hits your pussy.

“Ah!” you scream, squirming from the impact.

“Sh, sh shhh, ‘m here.” Shiu coos from behind you.

You’re flat against the desk while Shiu stands behind you. Your wrists are crossed while he holds them against the table above your head. His cigarette dangles from his lips, and you can’t help but wince as ash flickers down on occasion.

Toji told him to use you like an ash tray.

“I fuck you one time in a meeting, and you think that’s how they’re all gonna go? Hm.” Toji states. It feels like a question, though you don’t try to speak in fear of making things worse. Your eyes roll back as his thumb carefully rubs over your clit, only twice, before he wipes the residue on your exposed stomach. “Glad you’re wet, jus’ how daddy likes…” he starts.

“You risk embarrassing your daddy when you misbehave like that, you know.” Shiu tells you. He’s seamlessly able to pin your wrists down with just one hand, deciding to flick ash down into your face to accentuate his point. “Do you want people to think he’s weak?”

“N-No! Daddy isn’t weak!” you explain. You should be ashamed of yourself when your eyes cross and you silence yourself with a bite to your lower lip as Toji stuffs his thick cock into you.

“You should have just fucked her.” Shiu smiles. You don’t even react when you feel his palm land harshly against your cheek. In fact, your tongue lolls as you lose yourself to the feeling of being their toy. “Look how quiet she’s being now, little slut.”

“You don’t even deserve my cock,” Toji speaks. And you know he’s right.

You shouldn’t be rewarded for disobeying him like you did. But you don’t care, you’re getting what you wanted all along. Toji does your thinking for you, after all. And right now, he doesn’t want you to think. He just wants to remind you that you’re his dumb pet. He wants to remind you of what you love so much and what he can easily take away if you choose to act up again.

“Wasn’t gonna do this for ya, princess. But I can’t help myself, not when there’s a perfect wet cunt in my face.”

Shiu strikes your face again. And your face contorts as you feel dry, tarred ash land on the tip of your tongue after he aims it to land there. You almost choke from the vile taste, but you’re prevented from thinking again as Shiu offers you a third and final slap on your cheek.

The hardest one yet.

“Say ‘thank you’ to your daddy.” he orders.

“T-Thank you daddy! Thank you.” you cry, looking into his eyes as he continues to perfectly angle his cock into your sweet spot. You know you won’t last much longer at this rate. You want to tell him. You want to tell him that you aren’t going to be able to hold out and that you’re going to make a mess any second now. “I love you, d-daddy!” you wail, and he smirks.

“Yeah? You fuckin’ love me?” he chuckles. “I love you, princess, such a good girl f’me.”

“S-So much!” you answer. “Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I—!”

“Something tells me she’s going to cum, Toji.” Shiu smirks. He looks down at you, focusing on your eyes as they begin to squint harder and harder. “Are you cumming for daddy, sweetheart? Are you going to let her?” he asks, looking at his superior after speaking to you.

Toji grunts as he cums inside of you, and you feel the warmth spread throughout your womb. You feel so full. So content. Because this is what you wanted all along. You wanted daddy’s love. And it’s almost enough to pull you over the edge right along with him.

But his hips begin to slow, the pressure he’d built up within you begins to dissipate and you feel like you’ve been thrown out of a rocket ship without any gear. You’re starved for oxygen and you can’t take a single breath.

“Daddy, daddy don’t stop.. ‘m g-gonna cum for you. I was s-o so close!” you whimper, lip wobbling as you try your damnedest to convince him to finish you off, too.

But you don’t like the look in his eye. The menacing, mischievous look that tell you no such thing shall transpire. You aren’t going to get to cum. After all of this, you don’t get to fucking cum.

“I will decide when you are allowed to cum again, princess.” Toji tells you. “But after your bratting today, that won’t be for a very long time.”

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flkwh0re · 4 months

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Can’t sleep?

Pairing: WandNat x G!p reader

Warnings: Mommy kink (N), reader has a cock, Dom (N) Switch (W) Sub (R), the basic sex stuff 🤷‍♀️, smut with no plot, strap on (N), anal (R receiving).

As you lay in bed, restless, the pulsing feeling on your cock only increases by the minute. Your girlfriends lay on each side of you, Natasha’s body lightly wrapped around you while Wanda lay recklessly. You had tried everything to make the feeling stop, but you knew that it wouldn’t.

You begin to slightly move a little, hoping to disturb your girlfriends but to no surprise they didn’t budge. You let out a soft sigh before finally deciding to wake Nat. “Nat.” you whisper, nudging her lightly. She finally stirs awake and tiredly questions you, “What’s wrong baby?” You’re hesitant to tell her, so it takes a small amount of courage to speak. “I need you.” It comes out more needy than you had intended.

Natasha slightly smirks at your words, “Aw you poor thing”, her hand runs own your side to feel you through your pants. “Couldn’t sleep, hm? Both your girlfriends in your bed just have you so worked up huh?”

You were growing eager for her, her teasing pushing you further. “Natty please, please stop. Please just fuck me.” You watched her flip the lamp on, “Sorry baby, I just wanna see you.” She chuckled deeply, and worked her way in between your legs. Her fingers grazed the hem of your boxers. She gripped the hem and slid them down slowly, your hardened cock slipped out and crashing against your lower abdomen.

A loud groan left you lips as Natasha wrapped her hand around your length, her thumb softly rubbing the tip of your cock. Your hips squirm in place, so she brings her free hand to stop you. “Shhh don’t wake Wanda just yet okay?” She said in a deep sultry tone.

Her hand moved slowly up and down, then she wrapped her soft lips around your tip sucking you off softly. “Holy fuck! Please I need more.” You begged. “Yea? You need mommy, baby? Tell me what you need.” Her lips curled into a grin. “Nat.” You whined. “Ah ah, that’s not my name.” She removed her hands of your cock, causing you to whine even more. “Augh, please mommy fuck me! I need you so bad.” She smiled even more, “Good girl! See just ask mommy and she’ll give it to you. Now just wait right there okay?”

You followed Natasha with your eyes as her hips swayed, and she opened the drawer to the nightstand. She pulled out your favorite, a large purple strap. She attached the harness to her hips, an evil grin gracing her lips. “You ready baby?” She spoke.

Her hand softly gripped your shoulder, guiding you to lay on you back. She slid her fingers past your lips, gathering your saliva on her digits. She brought her hand down to your ass, slipping her fingers into your tight hole. “Oh god!” You said rather loudly, quickly covering your mouth so you don’t wake Wanda, but it was too late.

“What the hell?” Wanda said groggily, then she saw the image of Natasha standing between your legs. “Sorry Wanda, someone got a little needy. Poor girl couldn’t sleep.” She lightly mocked. “Oh yea?” Wanda said in a sultry tone, tiredly scooting over to you. Her lips ghosted over your teasingly, distracting you from Natasha. Natasha took that as an opportunity to slid the toy into you, a loud moan escaping your lips.

Natasha gave you a moment to adjust, then started to thrust into you. “Holy fuck!” You moaned loudly, causing Wanda to laugh softly. She then brought her soft hands to your hardened cock, stroking it softly making your hips buck. Her soft lips places soft kisses on your cheek as she jacked you off.

“Fuck Nat, she’s so pretty like this.” Natasha nodded her head, “So pretty.” The assassin rasped, her hand sliding to grope your tits. “I’m so close.” You whimpered pitifully. “Aw you gonna cum?” The witch mocked, making you whine ever more. “Please let me cum.” Natasha’s hips slammed into you harder and Wanda’s skilled hand sped up, until you reached your orgasm. Cum spurting out of your cock, onto your stomach.

Wanda moved herself closer to your abdomen, her lips place a soft kiss before licking up your cum. Soft moans leave her at your taste. “Good girl Y/n.” Natasha praised, “But we’re not done yet.”

Wandas lips wrapped around the tip of you cock, and Natasha removes the harness on her hips. She climbs onto the bed, and straddles herself on your face. “I want you to make me cum while Wanda sucks you cock, you think you can do that for mommy, baby?” She instructs. “Yes, please.”

With your plea she drops her core down onto your face. Your lips wrap around her clit, sucking softly on the sensitive bud. As your skilled tongue licked through her folds she tightly wrapped her thighs around your head sending you into pure bliss.

Wanda sheathed your cock fully into her mouth gagging around you, causing you to moan straight into Natasha. The action quickly brought her to her own orgasm, her cum dripping into your mouth and onto your face. Your orgasm was also quickly brought on, Wanda happily took every bit you gave her.

“Good girl, Y/n.” Natasha praised, “But poor Wanda here is also now worked up, you think you can make her feel good too? Can you do that for mommy?” You eagerly nodded your head, and watched as Natasha helped Wanda out of her clothes.

Wanda’s hips straddled you, and Natasha helped her sink down onto you. Natasha helped the younger woman as she ground down on your length.

The way she clenched around you, and her warm velvety walls already brought you close to yet another orgasm. Natasha saw your and demanded you to hold it. “God detka, you feel so good in me.” Wanda moaned out loudly. You began to softly thrust yourself into her, wanting to gain a little control.

The way Wanda’s cum gushed around your cock, you knew you couldn’t hold yourself back anymore. Spurts of cum enter the witch as she rides out her orgasm, her body softly collapses onto yours.

You watch Natasha as she walks to the bathroom, getting a small cloth to clean you all up.

Wanda is already asleep, and Natasha is searching for her pajamas. “You sure you won’t get cold delta?” Natasha questions, “No Nat, I’ll be okay.” She smiled, and put her clothes back on then climbed into bed.

Natasha placed a soft kiss on the witches temple, and soft one on your lips. The assassin snuggled up to you and Wanda, hoping to help keep your bare bodies warm. “Goodnight sweet girl.” Natasha mumbled quietly. “Goodnight Natty.”

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #marvel #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romonova #natasha x you #fanfic #natasha romanoff x reader smut #natasha x y/n #mommy wanda #wandanat #wandanat x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader smut #wanda maximoff

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lowkeyremi · 1 year

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Bakugo x fem!reader (Drabble ahhh this is short cuz I was lazy n tired !!!!)

CW: Slightly suggestive, Indication of pregnancy, marriage, little bit of swearing (cmon it’s Bakugo…) I believe in Bakugo wanting a big family so Ima write it >:)

Enjoy! <3

When he told you he wanted a big family he wasn’t kidding. His head was in your lap and he was rubbing your belly which held baby number four.

Mina offered to babysit your other three children so you two could get a break.

“You wear me out, Katsuki.” You say with a sigh as he tries to make you feel better.

“Shhh. It’ll all be over soon. Baby’s on the way.” He says rubbing your belly in a soothing way.

“I hope one day I can donate you to science so you can experience the lows of pregnancy and child birth.” You say out of spite and he ignores your comment.

“You agreed to it, so I’m not seeing why my sweet momma is so upset ‘bout it.” He says like it’s that simple.

“It was in the heat of the moment Katsuki, didn’t think you were literally gonna ‘stuff me full of your babies’.” You mock his voice with the last part.

“You think I was sayin’ it just to say it?” He asks you with a scoff like he was in disbelief.

“Whatever leave me alone, Katsuki.” His mouth makes a clicking noise at your behavior toward him.

“What’s wrong? Need your feet rubbed? Hot bath? Want something to eat?” He asks all at one time which is enough to make your head explode.

“First of all one question at a time and second of all, I don’t want anymore kids.” You say the last part with less of your lighthearted playfulness.

“I ain’t making no promises, sure we’ll end up with a few more.” He says with a smirk on his face. This man. He knows how to push your buttons.

“I wonder if I can neuter you.. oooo! I can turn you into a eunuch!” You say with a smile.

All of the color drains from his face when you mention chopping off his dick.

“You know you love me, and you love pregnancy too.” He says confidently.

“Do you know how hard it is to go out with my friends and they’re all like ‘Oh! 🙂 You’re pregnant again…’ it’s not easy.” You try to explain so he can see your side.

“Fuck what everyone else thinks, honey.” He sits up and gives you a small kiss.

“I love you and I love our little munchkins that run all around the house. You always look so pretty carrying our babies.” He says softly. He’s holding your hands and his feel rough to you, probably from all that hero work.

“I love you too, Katsuki.” A smile finally cracks onto your face as your anger fizzes away. You’ve calmed down and you’re now ready to conquer baby number four.

“But seriously, let’s lay off having anymore kids for awhile I think four is going to be chaotic.” You reason.

He nods his head firmly. “It’s potty training that’s chaotic, because Kaien just pees all over the floor.” He states with an extended groan.

“That’s your son, you need to teach him how to pee.” Bakugo shakes his head.

“Our son.” He corrects.

You shrug because what difference does it make? Whenever you’re upset with one of your children they become their father’s kids.

“Our son.” You repeat with a smile on your face.

“Our family.” He whispers quietly to you.

(this was lazy cuz I just finished the Haikyuu dads thing and I’m tired, tbh I’m just trying to get some of my drafts posted 😭)

#bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki #Bakugo #dad!bakugou #bakugo as a dad #Bnha #mha #bnha x reader #Katsuki bakugo

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strangersmunsons · 6 months

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you're not feeling your best. Eddie gives you some much needed comfort. eddie munson x fem!reader, ~800 words

“Hey, Eddie?”

Your soft voice breaks the comfortable silence hanging over the bedroom, where you and Eddie have been curled up in each other’s arms since you finished making love some time ago.

“What’s up, baby?” He strokes a calloused hand up and down your back, tracing gentle patterns into the skin with his fingers in a way that makes you shiver. You press your body even closer to his.

He smells musky with sweat and drugstore cologne, and the faint whiff of tobacco that lingers from his post-sex cigarette. He tilts his head down to press a sweet kiss to your shoulder, and then another, and then another.

You hesitate, unsure if you want to break this spell of gentleness by voicing your insecurities. But then Eddie traces the furrow between your brows with a delicate finger, smoothing out the small crinkle. His face is expectant. Waiting.

“Can I ask you a question?”

He gives you a dopey half-smile, the really sleepy one that you love the most. “You just did, didn’t you?”

You try to grin back, but it comes out more like a grimace.

His smile fades, face lining with concern as he takes in your expression. You've apparently hidden your unease from him well tonight; he doesn't like it. He brings a hand up to your face, cupping your cheek in his palm. “Of course you can,” he says soothingly, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb.

You sigh at his touch. “Don’t laugh,” you whisper, throat tightening.

“I would never, sweetheart,” he whispers back.

You stare up at him, eyes welling with tears. You shift uncomfortably in his arms, overwhelmed by the urge to suddenly run from the room.

“Hey.” Eddie gently pats your cheek, growing alarmed at how upset you look, but nonetheless staying calm for your sake. “Talk to me, angel.” He sits upright in bed, pulling you with him, so your tangled limbs are all gathered into his lap. He rocks you ever so slightly side to side, and curls one hand around the back of your neck so he can bring your forehead to his. “What’s got you all worked up?”

You don't want to tell him anymore, but you’re unable to hide from him like this. Your lip quivers uncontrollably. “Do you…do you think I’m pretty?” The words are wispy, barely there.

You might as well have taken a knife to Eddie’s heart. Shock flickers across his face before sinking into unbelievable sadness. He crushes you to him. “Of course I do. I think you’re so pretty, baby. I think you’re beautiful.” The words become muffled as he buries his face in the crook between your shoulder and neck. “Most beautiful girl in the world.”

That does it.

Fat tears spill over your bottom lashes, and you hug him back as hard as you can.

Eddie caresses and kisses every part of you he can reach. “Why’d you ask me that, huh? Did I do something to make you feel like you aren’t?” Every part of him aches at the thought of making you feel undesirable, accident or not.

You can only snuffle in reply at this point, too caught up in your tears to answer him coherently.

“Shhh,” he hushes you gently, rubbing your back. “Take a deep breath, baby. Try and relax for me, okay?”

He continues to coo sweet nothings in your ear while you let it all out, until you eventually come down from the crying jag. You slump against him, exhausted, waiting for the last few rogue sobs to finish wracking your body.

Eddie holds you all the while, and then tucks you away under his chin.

His voice is soft like velvet. “What happened to my girl today?” He resumes the gentle swaying from before, hoping the motion will soothe you. “What’s making you feel like this?”

“O-overheard…s-some people t-today…” you manage to stutter out.

Eddie’s jaw sets. Would you and he never escape the cruel judgment of others?

“They’re wrong,” he says firmly. “Don’t listen to them. Just listen to me, yeah?”

He jostles you lightly in his lap when you don’t answer. “I said, yeah?”

“Y-yes, Eddie.”

He softens again. “Good girl.” He dots a few more kisses onto your head. “You’re beautiful, sweetheart. I thought you were the second I saw you. And then you turned out to be beautiful on the inside, too. Lucky me, huh?” Another kiss. “My beautiful girl. You’re my angel.”

Your voice is still watery, almost inaudible. “Thank you.”

He gives you a tight squeeze, still speaking in dulcet tones. “I’m happy to tell you that, because it’s true. I’ll tell you all the time now.” Kiss. “I think you need some sleep, sweetheart. I promise you’ll feel better in the morning.”

He doesn’t let go of you for the entire night.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson hurt/comfort #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #sorry this is so sappy & gross i'm just in a mood ig #also sorry for using the term 'making love.' it was the only one that felt right #just really craving some soft sweet eddie rn 🥺

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vcnillazelda · 1 year

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hi :) i wanted to request some simon riley x male reader where the reader is drunk and confesses to simon that he’s in love w him while simon is walking him home or something but the reader is so drunk and doesn’t realise he’s talking to simon himself and hes like like “shhh you can’t tell simon tho” yk? and simon also likes the reader and simon is just kinda smiling finding this all very adorable and the reader is talking about how adorable and funny he thinks simon is and simon is quit flustered cuz usually ppl are scared of him but the reader isn’t and even thinks he’s adorable and the readers is also quit clingy and close w simon and a couple days later simon confronts reader (who doesn’t remember this anymore cuz he was so drunk) and it ends w fluff/ smut (if you don’t feel comfortable w writing smut it can be just fluff<33) thank you<3333

pining

simon riley x reader

summary: after a year of pining for each other, everything finally comes out

tags: gender not specified (implied as male but can be read as any) :), drunken confessions, mutual pining, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up babes), blowjobs/face fucking, rough sex, size kink bc he’s fucking huge let’s be honest, sir kink, dumbification, no prep, clinginess, aftercare, fluff, first ily’s

minors please dni

a/n: this is so cute skdjkdj

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“i think you’ve had enough, sergeant.” your lieutenant states, pulling the glass from your hand. you frown, leaning against the table. “no, i’m totally fine!“ your protests go unheard as simon grasps your hand. “i’m taking them home, they’ve had enough.” he tells the group, who nod. “nooo…” you whine as the larger man drags you from the bar. “you’re so mean t’me.” you frown, not letting go of his hand. “is that so?” he looks at you as you nod. “yea, you never let me stay out with the others. it’s not fair. i wanna spend time with him!” you sigh heavily and simon’s interest piques. “with who?” he questions, knowing full well he’s invading your privacy whilst you’re drunk. “with ghost..!” you slur out, stumbling a little. simon’s hand catches you before you fall, steadying you as you let out a soft ‘thanks’. “he’s so lovely, y’know?? so sweet and huggable and kissable, i just wanna smooch him.” you giggle, continuing your walk home with your friend.

“you love him?” ghost asks, not trying to sound too hopeful. truth be told, he adored you and wanted you for himself. “definitely. simon’s so kind to me. he’s so sweet..! don’t tell him i told you this.” you press a finger to your lips and simon nods. “i wont tell a soul.” he assures you as you noticeably slow down a little. you scrub your eyes, sighing. “m’so tired…” you mutter, and simon seizes the opportunity. “let me carry you.” he suggests, and you nod a little, opening your arms. simon hoists you up onto his back, arms wrapped around your legs so you wouldn’t fall as your own arms curl around his broad shoulders. “you’re tall…” you whisper, hiding your face in his neck. simon’s stomach explodes with butterflies as he feels your soft breaths through his hoodie. “mhm.” he hums, thankful you can’t see how red his face is.

after walking a few blocks, he feels a soft hiccup, assuming it’s because of the alcohol you drank until he feels a few tears dampen his shoulder. “what’s wrong?” he asks, and you hum a little. “sorry… just thinking.” you reply, raising your head to wipe your eyes. “don’t be sorry. tell me what’s wrong.” whilst he’s awful at comfort, simon can admit he’s a good listener. “it’s just…. do you think simon loves me too?” you ask, voice sad. “of course i do. i think he loves you more than you realise, he’s just too scared to tell you.” he responds, voice low. “thank you… i needed to hear that…” you mutter, head falling to his shoulder. you’re sound asleep, and so simon continues walking home. after tucking you up in your apartment and leaving a glass of water on your bedside table and putting your keys back by the front door, simon leaves to his own home, his mind racing with your confession.

after a few days, he finally sees you again on base. you’re happy, as per usual, yet acting as if you never told simon anything. it confuses him for a second, then it dawns on him that you didn’t remember a single thing from that night. it saddens him to know that you poured your heart out to him yet didn’t remember it, but he’s too scared to confront you about it in case you state that he’s got it all wrong, after all you were barely sober that night. alas, he doesn’t push you away nor pretend to want to, he just goes about his days as if you never said anything to him. during the late evening, you’re currently sat upon his desk, chatting away and using some hand gestures as he hums, not entirely listening. simon’s too busy thinking about how gorgeous you look, as well as that damned night he hasn’t been able to get out of his head. it’s consumed every waking moment of his days, he’s completely clouded with love. “y/n.” he states suddenly, and you freeze. “what’s up?” you ask, brows furrowing.

“i um… are you sure you don’t remember anything from that night we went drinking?” he asks, and you nod. “yeah, why? did i say something stupid?” you reply, and he shrugs a little. “it wasn’t stupid, it’s just… you’re a very… emotional drunk.” he replies, hating how he’s stammering a little. “simon what’s wrong? if i said something to upset you i want to know.” you frown, hopping off his desk to gently grasp his arms. his breathing hitches softly and he prays you didn’t see it. “it’s not that you upset me, it’s just… well…” he averts your gaze, uncharacteristically nervous all of a sudden. “y/n… do you have feelings for me?” he asks, swallowing the lump in his throat. you pale a little, eyes widening. “oh- simon i’m sorry i didn’t mean to say all that..! i’m so sorry.” you reply hastily, and his world feels like it’s crashing down. “so you don’t?” he asks, trying to keep his composure in check.

“of course i do… i really do. i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable.” you pull away, back hitting his desk. simon let’s out a sigh, muttering a soft ‘thank god’ under his breath. you didn’t hear it, eyes looking into his. “i’m sorry, simon. i can go..?” you gesture to the door of his office, yet he shakes his head. feeling a boost of confident knowing your mutual feelings, he pulls of his mask. your eyes widen and you go to avert your gaze. “simon??” you ask, yet he steps forward, capturing your face in his hands as he kisses you. you’re a little startled, your hands resting upon his shoulders, yet you’re quick to melt into his affection as your feelings multiply. “i really like you too, y/n…” he mutters, hands grasping your sides, pushing you up onto his desk with his body. “simon…” you whisper, fingers gently stroking his cheeks.

“you’re beautiful.” you tell him as he hums, kissing you again. the motion is more needy, desperate and your arms wrap around his neck. teeth clash as tongues meet, all that tension you both felt melting away as you indulge one another. “i need you, right now.” simon mumbles, voice gruff and husky. “me too..” you respond, leaving wet kisses along his jaw. his hands pull off your clothes, relishing how your body looks as his hands roam. “simon..” you mumble, tugging his shirt a little. he immediately strips it off, a little self conscious about the scars adorning his figure; yet you smile and give them soft kisses. sinking to your knees, you kiss the one on his stomach as your fingers undo his belt. he shuffles his pants off, letting them pool around his ankles as his hardening cock throbs in expectation. he’s been picturing you before him like this for many nights, and it’s all much more beautiful in real life.

“do you want this?” you ask, eyes peering up into his- it drives him mad. “yes.” he nods, and with his confirmation you take off his boxers, grasping his cock with a firm grip. his breath catches as his hand tangles into your hair as your tongue swirls around his head, collecting the precum drooling from his reddened tip. his hips immediately snap into your mouth, hitting your face. you don’t stop him, in fact your slender hands grasp his hips to pull him in with each thrust. it’s driving simon wild. he moans softly, his cock fucking into your pretty mouth the way it had in his dreams, his dick twitching as you hum softly around him, the noise vibrating straight to his balls. his high is rapidly approaching yet he doesn’t want to cum yet, pulling from your mouth roughly, ignoring how your teeth gently scrape over his sensitive skin. “get up.” he commands, and you immediately oblige. just as you go to kiss him, he turns you around, bending you over his desk.

the excitement you feel is at it’s peak as simon rests your hips upon his desk, enjoying how your feet barely brush against the floor. “don’t even think ‘m gonna fit.” he mutters, fingers brushing over your hole as you clench. “please, i need your cock in me right now.” you beg, not caring about anything else as lust blinds you. simon chuckles softly, pressing his wet tip to your hole. he knows the door to his room is unlocked, anyone could walk in to find you all whored out on his desk, it’s thrilling. “please simon, please i need you.” you beg, hole desperately trying to suck his tip in. simon smiles, slowly pressing into you as you moan, fingers scratching at his desk. you can’t help but lean forward as his cock impales you, yet simon grabs your hips and pulls you back. you’re panting and whimpering as he allows you to adjust for a moment, walls gripping the intrusion tight. “loosen up for me, baby.” he mutters, voice strained slightly. you do your best to do so, yet the sting of your needy hole being stretched by his shaft as he pushes in makes you clench again. “i’m not gonna tell you again.” he demands, and you sob a little at the pain. “m’sorry, sir. i’m sorry.” you blubber, twitching around his cock.

without much warning, simon begins to thrust. it starts slow but hard, tip ramming into that sweet spot, making you see stars. “oh- fuck..!” you wail, yet his hand comes around to clasp over your mouth. “shut up or someone will hear you.” he snaps, and you whine against his palm. slowly, he releases your mouth, listening to your soft moans as he fucks into you. “faster- faster, sir please.” you whimper, hips raising off his desk. simon indulges you, his hips slapping against your ass with each quick thrust. you bite your hand, moaning loudly against your skin. “well done, stay nice and quiet. we don’t want someone walking in now, do we?” he coos, hand gripping your hair and tugging your head back, affectively arching your spine so he could continue to hammer into that sensitive spot. you keen, hands gripping his desk as you try to steady yourself as well as keep the table from knocking against the wall, knowing full well there’s a room adjacent from it.

his cock fucks into you so hard it forces you back down onto your stomach, your hips lifting off his desk once more as simon slips a hand under your abdomen to pleasure you. you moan louder, squeezing tightly as simon grunts. “you feel so good, sir..” you tell him, voice wavering as your legs spread to give him further access to your throbbing sex. “shh. someone will hear you.” he hushes you once more, skilled hand tipping you over the edge. you cum hard, trembling as you sob, your cum dripping off his desk and onto his floor, leaving behind a puddle. “well done, baby. you’re doing so well for me.” simon keeps going, pulling more and more cum from your shaking body as your pleasure continues to rise. the liquid gushing from you almost stops as simon pulls his hand away, yet the harsh thrusts against that bundle of nerves deep in your core causes your cum to squirt out, hitting his thighs and dripping down. “fuck- you look so hot like this. i’ve dreamt of this for so long.” simon grunts, hand pressing to your back to force your chest to be completely flat against his desk, his other hand keeping your hips elevated. “i cant- sir, please i cant- it’s too much..!” you sob, yet simon doesn’t falter as he continues to chase his high.

as soon as you orgasm once more, simon cums inside of you, moaning softly as his cock twitches, the sticky substance leaking from your abused hole as soon as he pulls out. “well done, love. you did so well for me.” he mumbles, easily scooping your limp form into his arms. you snuggle to his chest as simon cleans you up using his discarded shirt, loving how your sensitive area twitches when he touches it. “that was literally the best sex of my life.” you giggle, and simon let’s out a soft chuckle. “happy to have provided.” he mumbles, putting you on his bed. he’s quick to clean your cum from his desk and floor with his dirty shirt, throwing it into his laundry hamper. “c’mere.” you mumble, opening your arms to him. simon immediately obliges, getting into bed with you. “i love you, simon.” you mutter, and he hums. “i love you too, sweetie. get some sleep, i’ll be here when you wake up.” he mutters, hand rubbing your back as you cuddle into him. “g’night, si.” you slur out, completely falling asleep. “goodnight, baby.” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

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bisexual-cryptid · 1 year

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tw: issues surrounding consent (not between steve and eddie)

steve has never really been asked if he wants something when it came to sex. it was always just assumed he was into it. whether it was with various girls he hooked up with or the occasional guy, no one ever bothered to ask if what they were doing was alright.

steve never thought anything about it, just assuming that was normal. of course he would always ask first but he thought that was how it goes. he asks, others don’t. after all why would they? no one ever asked steve what he likes or wants outside of sex- so why would they ask during sex? it just made sense to him, so that’s how it went.

and then he met eddie. sweet sweet wonderful eddie, who always asks before touching him even if it’s non-sexual. it started off before they even got together. eddie would always ask or make sure steve had enough time to move away before touching him. even if it was something as small as putting a hand on his shoulder. it throws steve for a loop everytime he does it. he doesn’t understand why eddie is so gentle with him.

steve finally says something about it around a month into their relationship. they’re laying in eddie’s bed, eddie on top of steve, the two of them kissing. eddie’s hands are trailing down steve’s torso, stopping right before they get to his waistband. steve whines, bucking his hips up, trying to get him to hurry up. eddie pulls away from steve’s mouth, panting slightly as he tries to catch his breath.

“is this okay?” eddie asks, words so soft and gentle it kinda makes steve want to scream.

“why do you do that?” steve can’t help but ask, his curiosity finally getting the best of him. eddie’s brows furrow in confusion, as he continues to look down at steve.

“do what?” eddie asks, genuinely confused.

“why do you always ask before touching me?” steve asks as if it’s the most confusing thing in the world, and to him it is. he can’t think of a single reason why eddie finds the need to ask before touching him. especially since they’ve been together for awhile now. in his past relationships his significant others would just assume it was okay at this stage so he doesn’t understand why eddie doesn’t do the same.

a look of sadness crosses eddie’s features before he quickly schools his face into one of neutrality. he brings both his hands up, cupping steve’s cheeks like he is the most precious thing in the world. he strokes his thumbs in soothing circles while he continues to look at steve, seemingly contemplating something.

“why wouldn’t i? do you not ask before touching someone?” eddie asks, phrasing his questions carefully.

“of course i do, but i just don’t understand why you do it to me. no one ever asks me.” steve scoffs as if it should be obvious. eddie’s face morphs into one of shock and hurt. he always has worn his heart on his sleeve and even when he tries to mask his emotions, steve sees right through it.

“baby-“ eddie chokes out, sounding heart broken. steve quickly backtracks, thinking that he must have done something wrong.

“no, no, i’m sorry eddie. i never should have asked. i’m sorry i upset you, please don’t be mad at me,” steve all but begs, shrinking in on himself as best he can with eddie still looming above him.

“shhh, no baby, i’m not mad i promise.” eddie says, but steve doesn’t believe him. he can see the rage barely hidden behind his eyes.

“yes you are, i’m sorry eddie, please,” steve chokes out, tears starting to well in his eyes. eddie grips his face a little harder, dipping down to force steve to make eye contact with him.

“hey, listen to me. i’m not mad, not at you. i’m furious at every single person who has ever laid their hands on you without asking, but i’m not mad at you. never at you.” eddie replies. steve’s eyes search eddie’s face looking for a lie but he doesn’t find one.

“why?” steve chokes out, unable to stop the tears from slowly falling down his cheeks. eddie quickly wipes them away with his thumbs, stroking at his cheeks with a softness steve has never felt before.

“do i deserve to be asked before someone touches me?” eddie asks, making steve’s head spin with confusion.

“wh- yes of course you do.”

“then so do you, baby.”

steve feels even more confused at eddie’s statement. it feels like an entirely different conversation to him, he doesn’t understand what eddie means.

“but- i mean- that’s not- it’s not the same.” steve argues, feeling like his entire world is tipping upside down.

“of course it is, why wouldn’t it be?” eddie asks, his words patient and understanding.

“because- because you’re you. you’re perfect and beautiful and you deserve everything and i’m- im just me.” steve replies.

“stevie, my love. do you really not have any idea how fucking perfect you are? you are like the definition of perfect. you are the kindest, bravest, smartest, hottest piece of ass i have ever had the privilege of getting to know.” eddie says, making steve let out a watery laugh.

“you might not believe it now, but i swear to you steve harrington i will make you understand how incredible you are if it’s the last thing i do. now, can i kiss you, my love?”

instead of answering steve surges up, bringing eddie into a passionate, watery kiss. it’s a little salty with tears but neither of them care, needing to be connected right now.

steve still might not fully understand why eddie is so kind to him, and he might not believe that he is incredible like eddie says, but with the love of his life by his side he thinks he can maybe start to believe it one day. especially if eddie keeps kissing him like this.

#tw consent issues #stranger things #st4 #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steveddie #steve x eddie #ficlet #drabble #headcanons #headcanon #fanfiction

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sweetracha · 7 months

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Sigh.. so I know you probably have so many Felix request coming in butttt.. I wanted to ask if you could Felix with a s/o that falls into subspace easily (don’t judge me.. 😓) and Felix guiding them through it? Soft dom felix? (His insta live got me soft for him 😖)

(P.S Im a shy annie and since I chat on your blog the most I’m only brave enough to ask you 😤)

-☁️

Oh my little cloud!!!! Don't be shy sweetie! I'm right here, I won't bite! You can always talk here! and there is never any judgment in the bakery!

Felix was well aware of your tendency to fall into subspace. Honestly, it was one of the parts he loved most about you.

The first time it happened he stopped the session to bring you out of it. Afterward, you two had a long discussion about the situation. He wanted to make sure you were okay with the session continuing while you were in his headspace. The pride that filled his chest when you agreed made him want to cry. You trusted him enough to have him see you at your most vulnerable. You knew Felix would care for you.

"Shhh baby, so close now. Just let go for me, princess. Let Lix take care of you." He whispered as he bound your wrists together behind your back.

"Lix, I--I…" You stuttered and mushed your words together.

"What is it baby, someone is already losing her words? She is already lost in that empty head of hers? It's okay baby. I know you are, that's why I am here to take care of you. Can I take care of you, baby?"

"Yes---please"

"So polite baby, always remembers her manners even when she is so deep down in her fuzz."

Felix was pulling your second orgasm of the night when he noticed a change in your eyes. Water brimmed the edges and threatened to spill over.

"Baby, I know you are so sweet right now. My soft little subby baby. Lix needs to know your color, okay?" He was met with a blank glass expression. A few gentle taps to your cheeks caught your attention.

"Color, my sweet girl"

"Gr--gre-green" It almost came out like a question.

"Are you sure baby? I need to know you understand what you are saying. If you say green, what does that mean" He made sure to keep a hand on you at all times, knowing skin-to-skin brings you back to reality.

"Means I am good. I feel good. Continue." While what you said was broken, Felix understood.

His cocked worked his way in and out of you. He liked keeping an eye on your face when you were in his headspace. It eased him knowing he could see your thoughts so clearly. Words were hard, but your face never lied.

"Fuck I can feel you clenching, wanna cum? Does the sweet girl wanna cum all over my cock? Be a good girl and finish. Do what you were made to do, baby. Please me."

He finished on your stomach not long after you came down from your high. When he came back, soft tears trickled down your face.

"shh baby, What is wrong my sweet girl?" Felix knew how emotional you could get once it was all done. He wanted to avoid you dropping.

"I'm not needed, Lix doesn't need me" You hiccuped

"Baby, is this because I said you were made to please me?" A soft nod came from you. "Baby that job isn't over. You please me every day, even by just being you! It doesn't mean you are my sex doll, okay? You are my sweet girl."

"Promise?"

"I promise baby. Can you do me a favor? Can you tell me where you are? Maybe tell me some things you see?" Felix wanted to ease you out of it, a harsh snap would be too much.

You answered his questions and it was like he could see the fog leave your eye.

"I'm back Lixie" you giggled "Enough with 20 questions"

"Okay okay, one more though. Bath or shower?"

#🍑 answers #☁️ anon #stray kids #skz #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #Lee Felix #Felix Smut #Felix Fluff

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lelengerine · 8 months

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because of ur new gamer!hyuck post my brain has once again been infiltrated with him and i thought of a request if ur able to do it!

so do yk the whole perilla leaf debate that was going on in korea like a while ago? i was thinking maybe hyuck sees reader peel a perilla leaf for someone else (or reader sees hyuck do it) and then later when they’re streaming together, one of them asks chat who was in the wrong and to back them up/choose sides (jokingly ofc)

you had me thinking as soon as i read this TT i think it's so fun so i just had to write it asap! thank you for the req and i hope you enjoy reading :>

up for debate

pairing | gamer!hyuck x reader

genre | established relationship au, just a lot of fluff, mentions of food, nicknames are used for haechan (lovie) and reader (baby, cutie, lovie), gaming term mentioned (fps - first person shooting game), do lmk if i missed anything!

wc | 1.0k

m.list

haechan’s been more clingy ever since the two of you parted ways with his friends, leaving the korean bbq restaurant you just ate at with weighted steps. it wasn’t like he didn’t act in this manner on a daily basis, because he often did, and it’s become something you’ve grown to adore over time—yet on this occasion, the gut feeling of him being off was getting to you.

honestly, you don’t even know the cause for the doubt you have on your boyfriend’s behavior. though, every time you try to pull it out of him by nudging his shoulder, he only rejects your advances of questioning by clinging onto you closer than he originally was. that surely wasn’t normal.

“hyuck, did i do something today?” you state softly as you take a step in the passenger seat of haechan’s car.

“the perilla leaves.” his reply is simple, and you note of the pout in his voice. was he referring to the side dish you were eating earlier in the restaurant? just how does that have anything to do with his mood?

you were utterly clueless.

“the perilla leaves?” you repeat, making sure you heard him right the first time. he nods his head, taking a quick glance at you before starting the car. “lovie, i don’t understand how a side dish-”

“shhh, you’ll understand soon enough, cutie. i think it’s a good topic to bring up on stream later when we get home.” he gives you a grin that does nothing to ease your confusion, in fact, it leaves you even with even more questions, but you decide to sit it out for the meanwhile till you both get home.

and just like that, the ride back home feels longer than it should be, mainly because you're anticipating the stream you and haechan had planned in advance. you shift in your seat from the eagerness and haechan can’t help but chuckle as he watches you from his peripheral view.

he rounds a familiar street corner, and you immediately know you’re both 5 minutes away from your house at most. you pass by a couple of houses before yours comes into view. “i better be hearing a good explanation of today, hyuckie.”

“so eager, baby. we’re literally here.” he points out, the car coming to a stop as he parks in the driveway. once you hear the doors unlock, you step out of the vehicle, urging your boyfriend to do the same so the two of you can start the stream already—a request he gives into easily.

entering haechan’s stream room without a moment to spare, you take a seat on the gaming chair beside his, one that’s usually reserved for you. he takes his place in the comfort of his own seat, turning his monitor on.

the streaming software immediately pops up as soon as the screen loads, haechan clicking a couple of buttons before his face cam signals that it had begun recording with a small red light flashing from it.

“hello everyone! me and y/n promised a stream for you guys today, right?” he flashes a wide smile towards the camera, and you send a small wave the audience’s way.

user_01: i’ve been anticipating this all day!!

user_02: if it isn’t our favorite couple <3

“hyuck said he had something to discuss and wanted you guys to be included in it.” you bring up without missing a beat.

“i was getting to that, baby!” haechan whines now that you’ve cut through his momentum, and you bring your hands to cup his soft cheeks while laughing. “sorry, lovie. continue?”

user_03: you guys are so cute TT

user_04: every time i come here, i feel even more single than i am…

“what do you guys think about your lover helping one of your best friends take a perilla leaf to eat?” he starts, and your eyes go wide, quickly recalling your actions from earlier in the restaurant.

user_05: no way!! nope nope nope!!

user_06: wait, what’s the problem from helping? idgi… i’m with y/n on this one

“hyuck, is this really what you’ve been thinking about?” you turn to face your boyfriend. “you know it means nothing-”

“you used your chopsticks to help jisung a while ago!” oops, there goes the name drop. the younger was now probably going to receive a few messages from your audience about this conversation when he goes live later on. “that’s like… indirectly kissing him!”

user_07: I AGREE!! 100% hyuck’s right

user_08: idt it should mean anything. peeling shrimp for someone else tho… now that’s something

you both glance at the messages, noting your audience was split fifty-fifty regarding this issue. “the poor boy was struggling!” you try to reason out.

“you didn’t have to help him though! that’s a grown man!” he huffs in return.

“… he’s jaemin’s baby though?” you smile st him sheepishly after saying that, hoping it was a big enough of a loophole for him to drop his claims against you.

“not the same, babe.” your boyfriend deadpans with a look of disbelief, finally giving up on the debate, making you giggle from his expression.

“okaay, i’m sorry. i won’t do it again.” you bring up a pinky, and haechan instinctively wraps his own around yours.

“you see this, right guys?” he raises your intertwined pinkies, making sure the viewers are witnesses to your promise.

user_09: caught in 4k!!!

“good.” hyuck beams as he sees the comment, lowering your hand down with his. “i think we got a bit pumped from that, don’t you think? now’s the perfect time to play games and keep the adrenaline up!”

user_10: omg play fnaf together ><

user_11: kinda want to see y/n play a fps

“y/n playing fps? what do you say, baby?” haechan asks, courtesy of the viewer’s suggestion, and you hesitantly nod along, knowing full-well it isn’t your forte by any means.

“i still don’t get how you move on from things so quickly.” you mumble mindlessly, resting your head on his shoulder as he opens up the first fps game he sees on his monitor, that being valorant.

“that doesn’t apply to you though! you’re forever stuck with this non-perilla leaf sharer.” he muses happily. “now come on! i’ll teach you how to play, lovie.”

“okay.” you lift your head back up with a smile peeking through the corners of your lips, leaving the perilla leaf situation up for someone else to debate on.

#: ̗̀➛ requested!#nct fluff #nct dream fluff #nct angst #nct dream angst #haechan fluff #haechan angst #donghyuck fluff #donghyuck angst #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct dream imagines #nct dream drabbles

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ac3ifix · 2 months

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hi idont really know what fandom you write for, but can you please do a male reader fic where the reader is chubby and can it be smut if not just some cute fluff thank yoou and also any character of your choice

Hi hi!!

Thank you for requesting, ily for this. You said ‘male reader’ so I assume you mean C!male reader and I'll be more than happy to oblige.

Now featuring: Kyoya Ootori

CW: Comfort smut, Oral (reader receiving, (I think)), Chubby reader, aged up characters, insecurities, mischaracterization of Kyoya

WC: Like 600-ish cuz i can't for the life of me write 1000 words :3

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You couldn't help but stare at yourself. You hated how your body was proportioned, it was just too off for your liking. You hated how big your thighs were, you hated how your stomach always hung over a bit, and most of all, you hated your stupid chubby cheeks. They made you look like a child and it bothered you so much.

You hear the door open but you don’t pay it much mind, until the bedroom door opens and you yelp in surprise.

“Calm down love, it’s just me,” Kyoya laughs, stepping into the bedroom. He pauses in the doorway, a frown on his face. “What's wrong, my love?” He asks, seeing the tear stains on your face.

“Nothing,” You mumble in response, wiping your face with your shirt.

Kyoya walks over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I asked you a question, I want an answer, baby.” He whispers in a smooth tone.

“Just.. Feeling a bit off today,” You say in a pained voice, your voice breaking as you speak.

“Off how, baby?” He asks in a sweet voice, hugging you tighter than he was before.

“I just feel off,” You mutter in response, just wanting to change the subject at this point.

“I think I might know something that could help you,” He whispers into your ear, a smirk evident in his voice. Gently, he picks you up bridal style and carries you over to the bed behind you two. He sets you down and gently spreads your legs, positioning himself between them. He reaches up and digs his fingers under your shorts waistband, looking up at you for consent. You nod at him, allowing him to remove your shorts. Once your shorts are off he gently teases your hard-on through your boxers.

“Mmff- Kyo!!” You whine, reaching down to pull down your boxers.

“Shhh,” He whispers, “Just let me handle it, baby boy.” He carefully pushes your hand away and burrows his fingers under the waistband of your boxers, swiftly pulling them down to your ankles. Your cock springs up from the fabric and he gently takes it into his left hand. He deliberately strokes your cock with slow and teasing motions as he leans down and nips and kisses at your inner thighs.

“You’re so pretty,” He hums, pinching at the skin of your stomach.

“Kyo–” You whine. “Feels good.” You drawl.

“Yea? You like that baby? Doya want more?” He asks teasingly. You nod in response. “Alright then,” He says, slowly kissing up your thighs and making his way to your cock. Slowly, he takes the head of your cock into his mouth.

“MhmF- F-fuck-” You let out a strangled cry.

“Are you sensitive, my love?” He chuckles, the sound waves vibrating your cock. You let out a loud mewl from the pleasure.

His movements become more intentional as he sucks you off, slowly dragging his tongue up and down your shaft as you moan and whine helplessly. “Are you close, baby?” He Tuts. “Such a sensitive boy.”

“Yes! M’ so close, please let me come, Kyo-” You plea, your begs intertwined with moans.

“Very well, my love,” He says, sucking you off harder than before, clearly trying to make you reach your height. You buck your hips into his mouth desperately as you release. Come begins to drip from his lips as he pulls your soft cock from his mouth.

“Such a pretty boy, all for me,” He praises, climbing onto the bed to lay next to you as he whispers praise and sweet words into your ear.

#male reader #x male reader #bottom male reader #smut #sub male reader #ohshc #ohshsxreader #kyoya ootori #kyoya x reader #x you #x reader #x male y/n #nsft #amab reader #cisreader #idk how to tag this

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actuallysaiyan · 4 months

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Wherever I Go, You'll Always Be Next To Me(Suguru Geto x Fem!Reader x Satoru Gojo)

warnings: mentions of sadness, mentions of death/blood, smut, fluff, Satoru has a filthy mouth, Suguru is a needy boy, all characters are 18+, sort of a fix-it fic for Satoru and Suguru, blowjobs, handjob, dirty talking, nudity mentions word count: 2k pairings: Suguru Geto x Fem!Reader x Satoru Gojo summary: Suguru has a very bad dream so he gets comforted by you and Satoru. Not only do you calm his worries about his dream, but you make sure he knows just how much he is loved. a/n: This is for the lovely @beneathstarryskies who is the one who came up with the head canon that Suguru worries that the stink of the curses he ingests must seep through his pores and make him stink.

Suguru sits on his bed, catching his breath. He’s just come home from an intense mission and he fell asleep on his bed. The nightmare he had is just invading his every thought now, and he’s soaked in sweat. It’s still fairly early in the evening, but when he got home from the mission, he was so beat. The bed that usually gives him comfort is now just making him feel so uncomfortable. He runs his fingers through his hair, suddenly so aware of how his hands are shaking.

He’s had this dream quite a few times before, but this one felt much too real. He can always see you and Satoru lying on the ground, blood flowing from the two of you. Suguru always panics whenever he’s deep in this dream. How could anyone harm his two lovers? How could anyone even get beyond Satoru’s Infinity? These are questions that just don’t have any answers within this dream. And as Suguru tries his best to recover from this deep, intense fear of being abandoned, he knows he should try to shake free from it all.

Before he can even get up to go into the bathroom, there’s a light knock on the door. He knows it must be you, but he soon discovers you’re not alone when he hears Satoru’s voice from the other side of the door.

“Suguruuuu~” Satoru calls out, his voice saccharine.

Suguru gets up from the bed, and he opens the door. Both yours and Satoru’s smiles falter when you see just how sleep deprived and scared Suguru looks. You’re the first to take the dark-haired man into your arms, but Satoru is right there as well. Satoru kisses Suguru softly on the temple, murmuring sweet words of encouragement.

“What’s wrong, baby?” you ask Suguru, and the man begins to shake in your arms. You softly rub his back and Satoru looks at you with lots of concern in his eyes.

“I…I had a bad dream.” Suguru admits with tears in his eyes.

Satoru takes charge in the situation, corralling you all into Suguru’s dorm room. He shuts the door behind you all as you help Suguru sit on the bed. Suguru is shaking as he tries to hold back his tears. This dream had felt so real, and he was so scared to lose both of you.

“Tell us about the dream,” you coax softly. “If you feel comfortable, of course.”

Satoru sits on the other side of your lover, and he begins to run his fingers through Suguru’s hair. The dark-haired man shudders, but his heart feels so full of love once more.

Suguru takes a deep breath before he explains how he fell asleep after the mission. The dream started normally, it had been about you three going on the same mission. And then you all got separated so that when Suguru finally caught up, he was too late. Tears slide down his cheeks as he explains the part about finding you and Satoru on the ground bleeding out. It just pains him to even dream about something like that.

“Shhh…it’s okay, Suguru. We’re right here. We’re not going anywhere,” you say softly, and you kiss him so softly.

He snuggles into your embrace, loving the way you always feel so warm and comforting to him. Satoru feels a knot in his stomach. He hates that Suguru was feeling this way. So he wraps his long arms around the both of you, pulling you both so close to his chest. It doesn’t take long for all three of you to begin crying. You all let it out of your system, just crying and holding one another. Then as soon as it started, it ends softly and you're kissing each other lovingly.

“Time for a shower, yeah?” Satoru suggests, a smile spreads on his face.

Suguru chuckles, “Do I smell that bad?” He looks sheepish as he says this.

You and Satoru know exactly how Suguru feels about his scent. He believes because he ingests the curses he exorcises, he must smell just as bad as those curses. Suguru truly believes the scent seeps through his pores and gets all over him and into his clothes.

You gently cup his cheek and press a kiss to his lips. “No, you don’t smell bad at all. But you’re all sweaty, honey. Let me and ‘toru take care of you, okay?”

Suguru feels his heart in his throat. You two know exactly how to make him feel so loved. He swears he’s about to cry again, but he’s quick to blink away his tears. He nods his head and allows Satoru to help him up.

You follow the pair into the bathroom, and you get quite the eyeful as Satoru takes off Suguru’s soiled clothing. He throws them haphazardly into the hamper. Suguru scolds him for being so reckless, but he’s quick to quiet down. Then you go over and start up the water.

Satoru then undresses you, bringing you into his arms and kissing you gently. He praises you for being so tender and loving, calling you their good girl. Suguru comes over and he helps you take off Satoru’s clothes. Once the shower is the right temperature, all three of you get in.

The water cascades down your backs, making you all moan in pleasure. It feels good to have all your worries washed away. Satoru undoes the hair tie that keeps Suguru’s hair up, and he begins to shampoo the hair. You watch as Satoru’s nails gently rake against Suguru’s scalp.

You press your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them softly. The dark-haired man moans at the attention he’s receiving. The butterflies erupt in his stomach again. Despite how terrifying that dream was, this was making him realize that it was only just a dream. Nothing more. Even if it scared him deeply, it was just a series of pictures from his subconscious.

“You like that, huh?” Satoru asks in a husky voice. He can feel Suguru’s erection poking his thigh.

Suguru blushes, “Uh…”

You smirk at the white-haired man. This had now turned into something naughtier. You knew you had to lavish Suguru in so much love. You wrap your arms around him, your hands reaching lower towards his crotch. The moment you wrap your soft hand around his cock, Suguru is moaning softly.

“I think he needs to be reminded of just how much we love him,” Satoru announced. There’s an unmistakable mischievousness that is present in his tone.

You smirk again. “I think you’re right, ‘toru.”

You begin to jerk off Suguru, spending lots of time caressing the leaking head. You feel Satoru’s hands joining your own. He’s massaging and fondling Suguru’s heavy balls. Suguru swears he could cum right then and there.

As you both take your time stimulating your troubled lover, you’re both pressing kisses onto his skin wherever your lips can reach. Satoru mumbles filthy words of praise, while you say the sweetest things that makes Suguru blush and his heart skip a beat.

Eventually, this turns back into you and Satoru washing off Suguru. Then you take turns washing each other before Satoru turns off the water. Suguru is clearly still so aroused, and you can no longer deny your own growing need for the pair. You help towel dry your raven haired lover and then you move onto the cocky snowy haired one. He’s got the same idea as you.

The three of you move back into the bedroom, and you gently push Suguru back onto the bed. You’re quick to crawl on top of him, your lips kissing a trail up and down his beautiful body. Satoru joins you, lying next to his best friend. He loves the way you and Suguru look right now, almost both fucked out just from the small amount of pleasure.

“Look how pretty he is,” Satoru says with a grin on his face.

You smile sweetly, “Yes, our Suguru is so pretty.”

Suguru blushes and tries to hide his face by burying it into the crook of Satoru’s neck. But he’s quickly pulled from his hiding place by Satoru who is kissing him passionately. You watch for a moment as they rub tongues together, sharing the hottest open-mouthed kisses you’ve ever seen.

You take this moment to return to jerking off Suguru. He moans into Satoru’s mouth, making the white-haired man groan. This was all working out to your advantage. You’d be able to lavish Suguru in the love and attention he deserves all while being able to watch Satoru and Suguru make out.

“That’s my good girl,” Suguru moans when you wrap your lips around his cockhead.

“Your good girl? She’s our good girl.” Satoru clarifies.

You giggle softly before you take even more of Suguru’s length into your mouth. You can hear him moaning and whining; the pleasure building deep inside of him. He reaches down to gently grip on your hair, but soon he’s bucking his hips and tugging on the roots of your hair.

“You must love her warm mouth, yeah?”

You know Satoru is just trying to rile up your shared lover, but it’s just the sexiest sound to hear him talking this way. You continue to bob your head up and down, trying to match the rhythm of Suguru’s hips. When you look up at him through your lashes, you can see how he’s already fucked out beyond belief. It’s the best sight for you to see right now, as you had been so worried about him when you first appeared at his room door,

“Pretty baby making Suguru feel so good. You’re such a good little cocksucker,” Satoru comments, his hand coming down to caress your face.

“She’s so good at this,” Suguru breathes, his hips stuttering for a moment. He’s never known true pleasure until you and Satoru became his lovers.

For a few moments, the only sounds in the room are Satoru’s filthy encouragements and the wet sloppy noises from you sucking on Suguru’s engorged cock. It’s so sinful and naughty, and you feel your own need for them beginning to grow even more than before. You’re going to need them to have their turn with you right after.

Suguru curses and whines as the pleasure keeps building like a fire deep in the pit of his tummy. His eyes roll back as you once again take all of his length down your throat. The way your tight throat encloses around him has him whimpering like a whore. If he were in front of anyone else, he might be embarrassed. But right now, he’s in heaven.

“That’s it, babygirl. Keep sucking his cock. He’s so close.” Satoru encourages you, pressing his hand on the back of your head to keep you connected to Suguru.

A few more thrusts of his hips and Suguru is begging and pleading to cum down your throat. Just those sounds have you reeling in your own needs and desires.

“Pleasepleaseplease,” Suguru moans. “Please, ‘m so close. Need to cum! Need to fuckin’ cum!”

You continue swallowing him, just wanting to have his thick seed coating your throat. You feel his cock throbbing rhythmically, and soon you feel the telltale signs of his orgasm. He arches his back, gripping your hair with both hands as he begins pumping the first few shots of his cum. Satoru guides him through the pleasure, praising you both for being so sexy and putting on such a show for him. Suguru humps against your mouth a few more times, making sure to give you every last drop of his release. Then you begin to swallow around him, drinking it all up.

Slowly, you pull off of his cock. Satoru grips your chin gently, asking to see your tongue. You open wide, lolling your tongue out completely for both of them to see.

“That’s a good girl, right Suguru?” Satoru asks his best friend. Suguru grins devilishly.

“So good, I suspect it’s her turn to receive…”

Before you know it, you’re on your back on Suguru’s bed and you have both of them on top of you, ready to paw at you.

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Azriel x F!Reader | "Apart"

requests are open!!! i also seem to make every character i love a papi, how weird. tw: unedited, angst, cheating, child (4 month old) death, divorce, ooc Azriel(?) wc: 1.7k

It was moments like this that made [YourName] wish her husband didn’t keep her and their daughter a secret, just so she could seek out assistance from friends- friends that had experience with children, but no, she remained in the cabin outside the city with a sobbing daughter in her arms. [YourName] rocked her baby girl, a soft ‘shhh’ escaping her lips trying to comfort her. [YourName] wanted to cry, not only was she shielded away for her safety but her husband was often doing missions for the High Lord and Lady of the court they call home.

A soft ‘it’s okay’ came out of [YourName]’s mouth as she attempted to comfort her daughter once more. The crying little one was red in the face and coughing up a storm when she wasn’t sobbing her little beautiful hazel eyes. She wished her husband was home, but he was also off doing missions for the High Lord and Lady of their court- so she couldn’t just ask for Azriel to come home, he was busy.

That’s what she told herself. She didn’t know what her husband was doing without her around, was he truly working? Was he spending his free time with his found family just in case to throw them off from suspecting he had a wife and daughter? What was so wrong with having a wife and daughter? His found brother had a son and a wife, it wasn’t fair in her eyes to be shielded away. She was fine with it when it was just him and her, but now that it was him, her and their daughter Lynette.

Lynette had finally gone quiet, sniffling to show she was still very much emotional. [YourName] had lived through her pregnancy basically alone in the cabin, but Azriel had returned in time for the birth, but soon after he was once more called back to Rhysand. [YourName] never faltered her High Lord or High Lady for summoning their spymaster for work. But it still stung deep down to know he valued work over her and their daughter. But that was another topic for another time.

This spell of crying and coughing lasted about two more days before things started to fall silent. Eerily silent, [YourName] had grown used to her daughter’s coughing fits or cries for whatever she needed, but now that it was quiet she panicked. She immediately checked on her child and found her breathing in shallow breaths and she had gone even more pale than before. ‘Don’t go to them, it will raise alarms.’ Was what Azriel said when she asked if she could ever seek out her husband’s found family. But those words became distorted when [YourName] had no access to an on sight healer, no husband around, and absolutely no idea what was wrong with her daughter. Now crying, [YourName] shoved her arms through the armholes of her jacket, and covered her daughter up before hitting the streets of Velaris.

She got looks, looks of judgment and looks of worry as she rushed through the streets and knocked on different townhouses to try and find Azriel in one of them. But nothing, it was slowly becoming later and Lynette was starting to shift in and out of sleep. It worried her. She was at the last townhouse and with a weak knock, [YourName] sobbed. She felt hopeless.

She was a new mother with no help, and here she was seeking out the exact people her husband told her to stay away from when she fell pregnant. When the door finally opened to reveal a confused female. The female was slender and had golden brown hair, and to [YourName] she looked like a princess, while to the woman she must have seemed like a mess. “Azriel- I-Is he here?” [YourName] finally mustered out and the woman seemed hesitant to answer the question. “I.. I’m sorry, I’m [YourName], this is Lynette- I need help. I don’t even need to see him, I just need help.” [YourName] explained in a panic, her breaths becoming more rigid as panic started to set into her system. “I see, come, I’ll help.” The slender lady offered, opening the door more for [YourName] to enter the house. “I’m Feyre,” The golden brown haired female offered as she led [YourName] into a hallway of rooms and entered one empty one. “What’s happening?” Feyre asks, “Lynette, she- she’s been crying, coughing, she started not breathing properly.. I just- I don’t know what to do.” the distraught mother says gently, setting her daughter on the bed. Once on the bed, the baby sprawled out. Feyre looked over the baby before calling in a healer and that’s when the news was dropped onto [YourName].

Lynette didn’t have much longer.

After the healer left, Feyre found [YourName] in the rocking chair near the window. She gently rocked her daughter, “How old?” Feyre asked, trying to just create a conversion “Four months..” [YourName] replied before a sob echoed into the room and she held her baby close. “God, and my husband barely knows her.” [YourName] whispered, not expecting Feyre to hear her. “Who is your husband?” Feyre asked, but she was afraid she knew the answer, all [YourName] had to do was look over and look back down at the baby in her arms. “It’s Azriel, isn’t it..?” Feyre asked, [YourName] simply nodded and for once in her life she felt mass amounts of disappointment in Azriel. “I’m so sorry.” Feyre said, for she knew the truth and it seemed as if [YourName] was oblivious to what was happening behind her back. Feyre didn’t want to be the one to break the news to her, but someone had to and before she could, there was a knock at the door.

“Feyre? Rhysand asked to- woah! Random lady and child in the house.” Cassian said, already sensing the bad mood and trying to lift it. Feyre shook her head, “This is [YourName] and Lynette, they need to speak to Azriel.” She explained trying to get the female to her husband so she could at least break the news that their daughter was dying and there was absolutely nothing they could do- at least according to the healer.

“Az? He’s with Elain right now, we all know what's going on.” Cassian chuckled, but Feyre’s face fell into disgust. Not just because Elain was his sister but because Azriel was actively cheating on his grieving wife. “No, Cassian, this is his wife and child, tell him it's urgent.” Feyre said dropping the wife-and-child bomb on Cassian. Cassian simply jutted out his face and gave a look of pure confusion. “I know, I know.” The High Lady said, shaking her head. [YourName] just had to sit there and listen, “He.. found someone else, didn’t he?” [YourName] asks Feyre and in return Feyre says nothing- which just confirms her suspicions. She felt sick, she felt weak, she just bit back the tears and gently drew her thumb against her daughter’s cheek, just trying to seek comfort. She couldn’t win this battle, she should have known once she fell pregnant that things were going to be different- she no longer could provide for him so he sought it out in another woman. Soon, Azriel had walked into the room and his hazel eyes widened in a panic. “[YourName]?” Azriel asked in shock, but before anything could be said. Either it be scolding or worry, [YourName] cut him off, “Lynette is dying, she’s dying and she hardly knows who her father is.” [YourName] announced. Azriel went silent “I’ve had to protect my family-” he said, trying to argue back but all [YourName] did was cry out of frustration. “Azriel, yes, they are your family but so is Lynette. If you truly, truly no longer saw me as a potential match- you should have asked for a divorce the day I announced I was pregnant.” [YourName] scoffed.

“I’ve picked up on the hints, High Lady’s sister? Are.. Are you kidding me?” [YourName] asked “I don’t even fault her for it! She probably has no idea who I am, who Lynette is- because you’re not proud of what we created.” the female pushed on. “It’s not like that-” Azriel had began “Then what the hell is it like!?” [YourName] asked, shoving her husband aside and going to exit the room. Her daughter still cuddled up to her chest.

Feyre, who had exited the room to give Azriel and [YourName] space to talk, watched from the living room with Rhysand. “I would have never thought in my years of living that Azriel would.. Could keep this information from us.” Rhysand said, hearing the door shut loudly signaling [YourName] had left the townhouse. “I need to talk to my sister.” Feyre mumbled, pushing off her husband and heading to find Elain.

It wouldn’t even be a week later that little Lynette passed on and was laid to rest. Azriel had returned home and spent the last few days with Lynette, but nothing could make up for lost time. When the burial had come for the child, [YourName] dressed in black and watched as they lowered the baby-sized coffin into the ground while Azriel stood next to her. After throwing some dirt and flowers into the hole, [YourName] broke down crying when they finally finished. But not once did she lean on to Azriel for support. When the couple returned to the cabin Azriel spoke up, “Feyre and Rhysand asked about-” he began but would be cut off “I want a divorce.” [YourName] said with a coldness to her words. [YourName] didn’t even look in the direction of her soon-to-be ex. “What?” Azriel asked, he couldn’t lose her- not when they both were in mourning, not when Rhysand had dismissed him to properly grieve his daughter, not when they truly needed each other. “I. Want. A. Divorce.” [YourName] repeated, “Don’t you hear the words coming out my mouth? You messed up, I thought you were working but you were sleeping with another woman! You let me take care of our sick daughter alone because you wanted to sleep with someone else. Do you know how fucked that is, Azriel?!” the female said, shaking her head in disappointment. “I will be seeing a lawyer soon about it, and you will be getting papers in the mail, now go. Home.” [YourName] said simply.

The bedroom door slammed and Azrie felt a pit in his stomach start to suffocate him. He had done this, he had messed up, he was the reason they had fallen apart.

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