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cosmicstarlatte · 8 months

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Your blog and headcanons are living in my brain since i got here, and i just want to say, thank you, i love your work 💕 also, i saw this in other posts (i was in the monster fucker side and end up in the lover side, but im not complaining) about demon relantionship dynamics and i have a question, who of the demons do you think would use an accesory made of something of MC?

TW: blood and hair being used as accesory, demon dynamic being a little disturbing.

Like imagine if with magic MC (safelly) could make jewells with their blood, or in a more victorian way, maybe a bracelet with a lock of their hair. In my mind there would be Satan and Barbatos who have the jewellry always on them but are discret, and then there is Mammon and Asmo who show whatever MC gave them with pride.

Thank you so much anon!!!♡ It's messages like these that keep me motivated, I'm honored!!! 🥰 I hope you don't mind I changed it to just items with blood 😎 I was gonna keep this short originally but ended up getting carried away. This was seriously SO fun to write! I rly think they all would!

Giving Them An Item With Your Blood (Obey Me!)

Tags: Blood, Fluff, Demon Bros, Barb, Dia, GN!Reader, HCs

Lucifer: "Hm? It's from ___."

If someone happens to catch a rare glance at it & are curious enough to ask, he has no problem proudly answering he got the bloody vial necklace from you. He's not shy or ashamed about it, but prefers to keep it between you & him. It usually stays well hidden behind his high collared shirts. Sometimes when he's at home in his office & shirt unbuttoned, he will fidget around with it while doing paperwork. He loves it but won't ever tell you or anyone else how very attached to it he is. ♡

Mammon: "This one!? Not up for betting, scram!"

When isn't Mammon flashy??? The day you gave him the ring filled with some of your blood was basically the day you got married (in his mind) & he went around showing everyone. Of course some of his buddies asked if he'd bet it for a chance at clearing his debt but even that's one bet Mammon refused. He has a ritual of kissing his ring everyday, he thinks of it as his good luck charm even when he's actually having a bad day. He makes you kiss it to add extra luck (love) to it too. ♡

Levi: "I will guard this with my life."

Let's be honest, he doesn't care what it is & would wear/take whatever you give him. Your hairbrush? He will cuddle it.

When you presented him a blood vial bracelet, he got all teary eyed & nearly fainted from excitement. It easily became his most prized possession, he takes such good care of it. He wears it openly & you can see him fidget around with it when he gets anxious. Sometimes he will lightly rub or hold it against his cheek, calming him down when he's overwhelmed. ♡

Satan: "That's what you get for touching things that aren't yours."

His smile was radiant, blinding. Satan's gift is unique just like him & he appreciates the thoughtfulness of a handmade blood infused bookmark. It's one he takes care of & makes sure it doesn't get lost in the mess of his room. He did curse it (you'll get a hand burn) so no one else can touch it except you & him. From time to time he gets distracted by it when reading. He wants to ask if you'll attach a blood charm to the end of it too. ♡

Asmo: "My outfit isn't complete until I put this on!"

He squealed, cried, & wouldn't let you go for the entire day after gifting him the little box of jewelry. He went on to rub it in everyone's faces & showed it off on all his socials. The main gift was a gorgeous charm, the blood swirled, glittering inside. You made sure he could pop the charm into the ring, necklace, or bracelet you also gave him in the box. He was impressed you went to such lengths just so he could always choose how to wear it each day. Even if it was a single piece though, he would've worn it no matter what, even if it "clashed" with his outfit. ♡

Beel & Belphie: "We promise to never take it off." "You promise too ___!"

The twins immediately pulled you into bed & cuddled with you, happily accepting their gifts. You gave each a pendant, a sun for Beel & a moon for Belphie, the middle of each pendant holding your precious red liquid. You even got a star pendant for yourself to match with them although your pendant remained empty; something they noticed quickly. They happily offered up their own blood; they never minded sharing as long as it's with you. ♡♡

Barbatos: "I'm...at a loss for words, thank you."

He kissed your cheek before turning his attention to the golden pocket watch you gave him. He handled it delicately, admiring the ancient designs etched onto it before opening it. It was a gorgeous watch, one of the inner side walls swirled beautifully with your blood. He enjoyed the hidden surprise inside for his eyes only. Truly, he was moved by your gift & made a mental note to give you something in return. ♡

Diavolo: "An absolute treasure this is."

He gave you a tight hug, nearly cutting your air supply off. He's received many gifts throughout the years but the custom pen you gave him was now at the top of the list. Only a see-through compartment of the pen held your blood, floating around. The actual ink inside the pen was regular but refillable for permanent use. He found himself smiling a little more even when filling out the piles of paperwork on his desk. It also finally fixed his habit of losing pens, making sure he always has it on him for quick signing (& Barbatos thanks you for it). ♡

Also I like to think that if they really miss you, they'll hold their object close to their nose to get a whiff of your scent ♡ alakskfgllsskfkg

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ssahotchnerr · 16 days

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OMG OKAY, AN IDEA INSPIRED BY AN OUTFIT (or two) I FOUND ON PINTEREST!! (I'd like them, but you can't on anon)

Okay, so, you've been dating Aaron for a little while, long enough that you guys live together and Jack would like, love you.

Jack would have a lot of friends at school, and all the mom's would be really close and friendly and would hang out for the sake of having their kids hang out, and they'd sort of be friends in a sense. So, one day, (I don't have the logistics figured out, so bare with me.) you'd have been talking to one of the moms about a way to kind of insert yourself into the school a little more and make more friends so that it's less awkward when he wants to hang out with his friends. And, the mom would suggest you host a garden party. So, you'd throw a garden party with all the mom's and their kids and Aaron would just be the most supportive person ever because he knows how stresses you are. Like you'd be planning this for weeks and you'd spend hours setting up. He'd go to the grocery store with you and help you pick out good foods. And he'd help you pick out decorations and hang them all up. And he'd make sure everything was as perfect as you'd want it to be. And ofc he'd be there during the party and talking to the mom's about how sweet you are and about you in general.

Anyway, sorry about the word vomit that thought has just been rotting in my brain. 🫶

STOP <3333333 fem!reader

when you first bring up the party to him, you're a bit nervous. you're afraid he'll think it's dumb or unnecessary (which you know isn't plausible because he would never) - he's fully on board, soo supportive and immediately off the bat says, "let me know what i can do to help🥹" and gives you suchhh a sweet kiss 🥹🥰🥰🥰

all the prep <333 you're scouring pinterest for ideas constantly - food, decor most importantly, outfit planning, fun activities for the kids. hehe you do this in bed at night, with aaron resting his head on your shoulder. he's watching you scroll, adding input, answering your questions: "is this cute?" "what do you think about this???" and eventually he has to pry your phone out of your hand, place it on his nightstand, so you go to sleep 😭🫶🏻

and week of the party, he's the most helpful assistant <333 as the two of you are grocery shopping, he's in charge of the list, reading off to you what you need as you grab it off the shelves. aaron also helps put together little party favors, helps you make name tags for the tables, and simply does anything you ask of him. he knows how important it is to you that it goes smoothly 🥺 hehe i also like to think at this point, you, aaron and jack have moved out of his apartment to a house with a backyard - where the party will be taking place - so he's on landscaping duty. making sure the grass is mowed and neat, no leaves or sticks are laying around, and even jack helps!!! hehe you planted some pretty, colorful flowers for the occasion as it is garden themed, and jack helped with that 🥹 aaron also wakes up early with you the day of, to begin the prep and setting up. omg imagine him putting together the balloon arrangement you picked out 🥹<333 he would get SO frustrated LMAO but in the end it turns out perfectly 🥰🥰🥰

and since you're so stressed out about it going well, about the other moms liking you and making friends, if the weather is going to cooperate (you were in tears a few days before the party, the forecast predicted rain😭) and aaron clearly knows how stressed you are, he makes sure you take breaks, provides reassurances and helps you get your mind off it frequently <3 hehe he uses the excuse that he needs attention 🥺🤨🫵🏻 and how can you say no to him 🥰

and during the party, aaron's making sure you're enjoying yourself - this is your party. so he takes care of everything - if something is needed, he grabs it or resolves it himself, makes sure the plates of food are always replenished, cleans up. you went through allllll the trouble of putting this together, so you're going to be a part of it and not solely on hostess duty <333

aaron's even outfit-coordinated with you 🤭 his button-up of the day matches the color of your sundress <333 jack's shirt too!!!

AND AHHH HE LOVESSSS gushing about you to the other moms 🥰 he has the most sickly sweet smile on his face the whole time. about how sweet you are, how attentive and loving you are to jack, how lucky he is, how you complete their family perfectly <333 he of course compliments you on the party you put together too 🥹 "isn't it amazing? she did the most amazing job." 😭💞💓

and throughout, he keeps going to your side, pulling you close at the waist, kissing your temple 🥹🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭😭😭😭 and simply keeps an arm around you as often as possible <333 either listening or adding to the conversation you're partaking in <3

after everyone's left and the two of you are cleaning up - jack fell asleep on the couch, all the excitement wore him out 😭 - 🥹 aaron's keeps saying how proud of yourself you should be; the party turned out better than he could've ever imagined, the moms all loved you, he's proud of you, etc <3333 hehe he even throws in the teasing comment that now they're all going to be asking you when the next party is 🥹🥰

#🍭anon #AHHHHHHHHHH #THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds imagine #aaron hotchner drabble #criminal minds drabble

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crow-raven-crow · 7 months

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Hello😃 please, can you write a story about Larissa and Reader? They're not in a relationship but are good friends. Reader has a big crush on Larissa and Larissa too but they don't tell each other that. They drink wine every evening but one evening, Reader had something so she couldn't go see Larissa. But then it was canceled so she thought she would surprise Larissa and obvioulsy Reader was so excited that she forgot to knock and openned the door on Larissa masturbating. (To the thought of Larissa, or not, how you like) it was very awkward and they didn't know what to say but they ended up having sex at the end.

Is it good? I hope it is and i hope you want to write it🥰

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𝐚/𝐧: I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THISSSSSS. ever since I put it in my notes it would creep up into my mind and i couldn't wait until i caught up with everything to write this. sorry it took so long, darling.. I hope this makes up for it xx

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Laughter filled the dimly lit room as the bottle of wine reached the bottom. You both sat on the couch in Larissa's office, heels far gone and littered somewhere within the room, coats hanging on the backs of chairs, soft blushes on your faces as the only source of light graced you with just enough emission to keep the effects of your rapidly beating heart hidden.

It wasn't uncommon for you to find yourself in Larissa's office, talking over a bottle of her favorite wine, at the end of the day. The friendship between you two had bloomed quickly since you started, the creativity and brains found within you striking an immediate interest in you from the blonde, and the charm and intellect she showed you only seemed to pull you in more.

You remember back to the day you set foot on the grounds as an official professor of Nevermore. Students had arrived a week early to unpack and get used to the new scenery and were scattered all around the front fields and halls. You walked up the stairs and started to tread down the main hall when she had found you first.

She stood tall with her hands clasped in front of her, her hair was in the most meticulous updo and it made you wonder just how long it took her to put it together in the morning. Her height was accentuated by her heels, the clicks and clacks stopping as she laid her eyes on you, and you watched as her smile lightened at the sight of you. She seemed to acknowledge how frazzled you were, you may have been here for an interview before but now you had your whole life to unpack within these walls.

"Hello, darling," Her accent filled your ears and seemed to take away all of your worries. You'd be lying if she didn't make your breath stop in your lungs from the moment you met her. There was a certain feeling that seeped into your skin and settled itself there, a feeling that would always light ablaze whenever you caught sight of her and could burn down forests when she was next to you, when she touched you with her gentle hands..

Oh, how you wished to feel her hands smooth under your shirt, feel those plump lips attach themselves along your skin, wander along every dip and curve to make you hers, to know what it felt like to bring her pleasure, for her to push you against the nearest wall and-

"Are you alright, love?" Her voice broke you from your trance, your face immediately turning red as you let out a small laugh due to the moment she had caught you in. You walked closer to her, the side of your arm rubbing against hers as you watched students laugh and walk around before bringing your gaze up to hers.

"Better with you here.." Your voice had a shrill of confidence within it, setting the flirtatious tone that would carry itself into the rest of your interactions.

You watched as the faintest blush touched her cheeks, her eyes widening just the slightest bit as she fought off a growing smile. You fell in love with the sight, and decided to do your best to see it again and again from then on.

She spent a good portion of her day helping you unpack, a piece of company that wasn't unwelcomed by you as the boxes started to lessen around your new home. That night, you had both gotten distracted after she unpacked a bottle of wine, holding it up to read the label as a small 'ahh' left her lips.

The sound ignited something warm within you, flooding into your abdomen and spreading to every inch that your body took up. You walked up to her, after getting ahold of yourself, to see her rummaging through the cabinets that you had organized just hours earlier, pulling two wine glasses from it and swiftly opening the bottle.

You leaned your side against the counter as she handed you a glass, your fingers brushing together ever so slightly. You held your glass to her, clinking it against her own as the contact ringed throughout the room, before taking a sip, not knowing that she had her gaze burning into your every move.

It was the start to many nights in shared company.

You placed your empty glass on the table as you held a hand in front of your mouth to refrain from laughing. You enjoyed the moments where telling each other about your day turned into spilling the gossip that went around the school during her time here as a student - finding some things unbelievable that students were able to pull off in such a short amount of time.

"So then- they had these.. these posters taped to the walls, fliers," She was cut off by her own laughter every now and then, her hands moving in twists and turns as her voice filled the room. "I don't know how they did it or how they didn't get caught, but lesson learned to any professor with a public social media profile!"

As you caught your breath from the story, she had finished her glass as well, moving forward to place it next to yours and shuffling closer to you on the couch as she leaned back in the process. The action made your heart skip a beat, something that you wouldn't mention but would appreciate all the same.

The clock in her office chimed just as you were going to speak, cutting you off to the sound that midnight had come and welcomed you both into the early hours of the next day. A sigh left your lips as you stared at the clock, a yawn capturing you before you were able to look back.

"Seems we should call it a night, hmm?" Her voice was gentle, bringing comfort to your heart, as she placed her hand onto your thigh. Her thumb traced soothing circles along your exposed skin, making it increasingly harder for you not to lean forward and create a home within her embrace.

You stood, your hand wrapping around her arm as she followed suit, and she led you to the door after draping your coat around your shoulders. The action and close proximity made your breath hitch, her perfume taking over your senses. You could so easily get drunk off of her..

"Same time tomorrow? And it's Friday, so we don't need to worry about how late it'll get, hmm?" She brought a palm to your cheek after you put on your shoes, the contact making you dizzy as you leaned into her touch. You were glad that alcohol ran through your system, allowing your filter to crumble away.

"That would be-" Your ringtone cut you off, confusion taking over you both as you took your phone out of your coat pocket. You laughed, showing Larissa your phone screen and pulling a chuckle and eye roll from her, before answering the call.

"Marilyn, what could you possibly want at this hour?" The conversation was short, but left you ultimately agreeing to go to an event with the botanist, so she wouldn't be alone. You placed your phone back into your coat pocket, a sigh leaving you and a weak smile being thrown at the beautiful principal before you spoke again. "So… I actually can't tomorrow.."

A small pout appeared on the blonde's face, and it was the cutest sight you'd ever seen. You laughed, placing a hand on her arm before rubbing it softly. Your voice was soft, a nice hum projecting from your chest and making contact with her ears. "There will be more nights, Larissa.. Plus~ Just as you said, the weekend is here, and I promise to spend all of Saturday with you to make up for it, hmm?"

Her face lit up at the suggestion, and you quickly wrapped your arms around her shoulders. The action took her off guard, but you felt her slowly wrap hers around your waist, pulling you closer than you already were.

"Then I'll see you Saturday." You felt her voice rumble in her chest, the feeling bringing you comfort and making you realize just how tired you had grown. She opened the door, her hand smoothing down to the small of your back as she guided you out of her office. "Goodnight, darling."

"Goodnight, Riss.." You turned around as you spoke, smiling at the pet name she gave you, before turning down the hall and heading in for the night.

You sat at your vanity, your curtains pulled back to allow what was left of the sun to seep in through the window, as your favorite playlist chimed from your phone. You were adding the finishing touches to your appearance, your hair was curled and some of your best features were on display with the dress you wore, the lace sleeves fell from your shoulders, framing your collarbones and the necklace that rested just above them. Your earrings matched the necklace, shining through your hair as they caught the light.

You stood from your seat, your maroon dress flowing down to your knees as you grabbed your dark heels and slipped them on. You added a few sprays of your perfume and took one last glance in the mirror before you left your quarters. Confidence beamed within you, and, though this wasn't the biggest event, you always took the opportunity to dress up.

You turned the last corner, your heels echoing through the main hall before the familiar name popped up on your phone once more. As you answered, you had caught the eyes of some of your students, their giggling nature throwing you waves and smiled, never seeing you dressed like this super often.

"Hello?" You continued walking, stopping at the main entrance and resting against one of the pillars at the top of the stairs. She rambled on with apologies, ending with the fact that the small event had been cancelled and ended the call.

You stood there bewildered for a moment, before a new wave of energy ran through you. This meant you'd get to see Larissa today! Your thoughts flashed back to her pouty figure from last night, and you headed towards her office, knowing this would be a good surprise for the sapphire goddess.

Larissa had gotten ahead of her work, the excitement to spend the day with you tomorrow overshadowing her disappointment in not seeing you today. But she still found her thoughts wandering off to you as she worked. The alcohol made her bold last night, more than she normally was as she'd grown comfortable in your presence. The feelings that she held for you had bloomed into something much greater, and she didn't know how much longer she would be able to keep it a secret from you.

She shut her laptop in slight frustration, a hand coming up to pinch the bridge of her nose before leaning against the back of her chair. You hadn't left her mind, and it killed her to think about what you looked like in your dress, how it hugged every one of your beautiful curves, what features it exposed to the world, exactly what you wore beneath it all.. what your skin would feel like under her touch.. what beautiful sounds she could pull from you-

She shook herself out of her trance, her face was hot and her heart was pounding. She clearly couldn't focus with you on her mind.. so maybe she could take a moment to herself..

She hiked her dress up, pulling the fabric over the curve of her hips before snaking a hand between her thighs. She moved the last piece of fabric to the side, taking in a sharp breath as the cool air met her core, before swiping her fingers through her heat.

A moan left her at the delicious feeling, her fingers coming up to circle her sensitive bud to get lost in pleasure. Her mind filled with images of you, whimpers and moans leaving her lips as she imagined that her fingers were yours. Her heart longed for the feeling as her mind dove into the pleasure. She threw her head back, resting it against the back of her chair as your name came out in an unadulterated moan.

You came up to her office doors, resting your hand on the cool metal of the doorknob and pausing. You found yourself nervous.. Maybe she wouldn't like the surprise, maybe she was busy, maybe-

No.. You loved her company, and, if last night told you anything, it was that she enjoyed yours too.

You heard her voice on the other side of the door, the thick wood making it fuzzy and unreadable. You assumed she was in a meeting, so it would be best if you opened it quietly and watched as her face lit up in your presence.

You pushed the door open, being sure not to let it creak, before stepping inside. You froze in your spot, quickly pushing the door closed behind you with your foot and locking the door at the sight. Your face flushed as your name left her lips, your heart pounding in your ears as you couldn't rip your eyes away. Your voice rang out quietly. "Larissa.."

Her movements stilled as her eyes shot open before landing on your form. You looked absolutely delectable in your outfit, but it was a matter that she couldn't dwell on as she rapidly collected her composure. "I-I am so, terrible sorry, Y/n.. That was wildly unprofessional of me and I-"

"There's nothing to apologize for, but I don't recall telling you to stop." You cut her off, slowly walking closer and stopping at the other side of her desk. You took in her form and loved the way she squirmed at the sound of your voice.

"I-I'm sorry?"

"If you're uncomfortable, then I understand and will stop.." You shot her a reassuring glance, being met with growing desire unbashfully swirling in her eyes. "But.. if you want this.."

You were thrown rapid nods at your words, ignoring your heart rate as it quickened. You leaned in closer, resting your hands against the desk before speaking. "I need words, my love.."

"Yes, I do, yes.."

"Good girl.." Her chest heaved as your eyes bore into her. You spoke again, just above a whisper this time. "Now, please continue what kept you so, very occupied that you didn't even notice me come in.."

You watched as she leaned back, a hand pulling her dress back up and pulling her panties down, this time. Her hand snaked around her pale skin, touching every place where you wished you could place your lips, ever place you knew you would leave marks..

Her fingers met her core again, diving in as far as they could as the palm of her hand worked against her clit. It made your mouth water seeing how her eyes fluttered shut, how her fingers worked in and out of her slowly to tease herself, how her chest rose and fell, her breath hitching whenever she touched a particularly sweet spot.. You couldn't help but moan at the sight, a sound that made a new wave of arousal shoot through the blonde..

You needed to taste her..

You rounded the desk, the sound of your heels pulling her eyes open as her half lidded eyes tried to focus on your moments. You stood in front of her, taking in the sight so close, before dropping to your knees. Warmth flooded your core at the sweet smell of her, your hands coming up to trace along her calves, lifting one leg to rest on top of your shoulder as the other left beautiful red scratches on the outside of her thigh.

You kissed your way up one leg, looking up at her as you got closer and closer to her core, before pulling away completely. The action made a loud whimper leave the blonde, only egging you on to receive more out of her.

You watched as her movements quickened, her moans getting louder as she was quickly arriving to her peak, but you wouldn't allow her to get off so easily..

You grabbed her wrist, stilling her movements, and pulled her fingers out of her core. She shuddered at the missing contact, pleas flooding from her lips before her words stopped completely at the sight of you taking her fingers into your mouth.

Lust swirled in your eyes as you licked from the base of her fingers and up to their tips, a moan being pulled from you as you finally tasted her, your hot breath making contact along her skin before you took them in your mouth completely. Your eyes closed in absolute delight as you tried to take every ounce of her arousal that she had to offer there, releasing them with a small 'pop' sound as you finished and caught your breath.

She looked down at you with an expression that would bring you to your knees if you weren't there already. You let go of her wrist, bringing your hand back to her thigh before you kissed up her other leg, leaving marks along the skin. You kissed along her slit, loving how her juices spilled out of her from your actions, before running your tongue through her folds.

She threw her head back, a near pornographic moan leaving her lips as she arched into your touch. Your pace was agonizingly slow to her, the need that she wanted, that she craved towards you was like an undying flame that only grew larger as you continued to work your tongue in and out of her.

You had imagined this moment time and time again, your hand moving between your thighs at late hours of the night, fingers teasing your entrance in a shower that became longer than usual, but nothing compared to the real thing, nothing compared to the way she tasted, the way she squirmed under your touch.

Her fingers made their way into your hair, pulling your head closer as you could feel her getting closer to bliss. You took the opportunity to move your tongue to her clit, your fingers easily sliding into her and curling at just the right spot to make her see stars.

"Y/n! I-I.. Please, please- I'm s-so-" Moans flooded out of her and filled your entire being, making the rest of the world fade away as you pulled the sweet sounds from the beauty.

A moan escaped you as you felt her clench around your fingers, being sure to curl against her sweet spot and send her into an all consuming wave of pleasure. Her mouth hung open as she came, her brows furrowed and her thighs closed around you as she let out hisses and cusses as you brought her down from ecstasy. You were sure to take whatever she gave you, only pulling away when you had licked away her cum.

You took in her form as you very slowly pulled away, her chest heaved and her face was flushed, her bottom lip was between her teeth. Pride welled within you at how disheveled you had made the goddess, but it was quickly stolen away, along with every sliver of air your lungs held, as her hand wrapped around your throat, pulling you up up up until you were sat on her lap.

The action alone made the energy in the air shift, any and all of your dominance being sucked out of you and transferred into the blonde. Your hands landed on her shoulders, your fingers gripping the fabric that sat there, as it became your turn to plead. The pressure that she had at your throat was delicious and dizzying, a whimper leaving you as she tightened her grip ever so slightly.

"You sweet thing.." She pulled you close, her breath tickling the side of your ear as more words flooded past her lips. "Thank you for treating me, but it seems it is so easy to knock you down from your high pedestal.. Let me treat you.."

A shiver had run down your spine as she started pressing kisses along your neck, the hand that was around your throat rubbing there softly before circling around your body and pulling down the zipper of your dress. You leaned into her touch, quickly getting lost in the way her tongue felt against your skin, how she was so gentle yet so eager to explore your body.

Your breath hitched as she found your pulse point, waisting no time in leaving dark marks against your skin. Your nails dug into her shoulder and one hand curled around to the back of her neck as you quickly got addicted to her.

Her hands made their way to the bottom of your dress, pulling the fabric off and discarding it somewhere in the room. Her eyes burned paths along your skin, and her eyes darkened at the matching lingerie that was hidden from her until now. Her fingers traced the edges of the fabric, lighting goosebumps in their wake.

"So beautiful.. and mine for the taking.. Isn't that right, sweet girl?" Her fingertips had moved to the bottom of your chin, forcing your gaze to hers as you were already turning to putty under her touch.

"Yes-" Your voice came out quicker and much more breathy than you had wanted, but the woman had snuck her way into your heart and mind, pulling at every string, biting at every piece that made you tick. "I'll be good, just please.."

That last part seemed to break her remaining resolve, the new feeling of a bulge underneath you taking away any other thoughts that you had as her accent filled your senses once more. "You'll be good for mommy and take everything I have, hmm?"

She adjusted, tearing off the layers of clothing from both of your bodies, before teasing her member through your slit, sliding in the tiniest bit before moving away. You had turned into a mess of begging, something she never thought she'd see, something she'd never thought she would be the cause of.. something she couldn't get enough of..

"Such a good girl for mommy.. You can take it.." Her voice was low, echoing in your head as nothing else existed.

"Yes- mommy please- I can take it I-" You were cut off as she filled you to the brim, your hips being pushed down until you took all of her at once, the stretch making you throw your head back in pain filled pleasure.

She gave you time to adjust, waiting for your approval before she started to move. Your mind clouded over, the feeling of her dick inside of you as your rocked your hips being the only thing that you were able to focus on. The sounds she was pulling from you were needy, heavenly, absolutely lustful, and it grew the need for her to be the reason you came.

Her pace quickened, becoming rough as the sound of your skin slapping together filled the room. Her fingers dug into your hips and you were sure that there would be marks left there for days, so you returned the favor, scratching into her back and making her hiss in delectable pain.

She could feel every inch of you, and with the way your moans and whimpers grew higher in pitch, she could tell that you were close. "Come for me, sweet girl.. Let go and cum all over mommy's dick.."

Profanities were quick to leave your mouth, the tight knot that quickly built in your abdomen threatening to break. Her words seemed to be your breaking point, the rope snapping as you came, and Larissa following suit right after.

Your heavy breaths filled the room as you came down from your orgasms. Your head was buried in the crook of Larissa's neck, a whimper leaving your lips as she shifted back to her true form before she rubbed soothing circles over the soft skin of your back.

"You did so well, so nice for me, darling.." You had only hummed in response, still lost in the aftermath of the unexpected event that had took place. She acknowledged this, standing and bringing you to her private quarters where she laid you on the bed.

She was quick to clean you up, grab you some water and wrap you lovingly in her arms as she pressed the softest kisses along your hairline. The action made you smile, your eyes fluttering open as you looked up to capture her lips in yours.

The kiss was sweet, consuming your heart in a way that contrasted the bold actions of the night, making both of your hearts swell in what was going to be instead of what could be.

You spent quite awhile just looking into each others eyes, a new spark, a new flame laying beneath them that had sat dormant for a long time. The sight made you smile, your arms wrapping around her and pulling yourself closer as sleep took you both in its hold, knowing that you were at home in each others arms.

You were right to feel glad that the event was cancelled

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THIS WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO IM FUCKING SCREAMING AHHA

When I tell you I kept thinking about how this was going to go I am not lying because there is another req that i linked with this and i was scared that they would be too similar BUT THEY ARENT AND IM GLAD

i hope yall enjoyed. it was the first time i dove into some of these so i'm hoping it turned out good LOL

thank you for the ask, lovely anon <3

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pupyuj · 2 months

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Ena you have to think bigger! You should be the one killing people instead of dying then detective an will look for you and arrest you my friend 😋

anon you have awakened something in me with this ask 😧😧 as fun(?) as doing this ask was, this is important: please look carefully through the warnings bcs this type of content might be too dark and disturbing for some! don’t engage if it’s not your cup of tea and especially if it could potentially trigger you.

[cw: murder!, blood, knife play, fear play, blood play]

OKAY SO you being this clumsy amateur serial killer that leaves evidence all over the place but somehow being clever enough to always escape arrest and stay hidden… you’re a bit famous in the precinct and detective ahn is very intrigued by you!! 🥰 so much so that she makes it her goal to find out even one thing about the person that’s been making a mess of her city 🤭 so imagine her surprise when it’s the timid, quiet girl that’s always waiting at the bus stop in front of the police station that yujin herself works in?? it was unexpected, as yujin always thought you were the type of person to not even be able to look at a drop of blood without throwing up, let alone be the very culprit of the kind of gruesome scene you leave for the police to witness after your kills… but then again, it’s always the innocent-looking ones 😰

it takes a while but yujin will definitely be able to track you down… especially since you’ve captured her heart and she became your little stalker! maybe even fan… 🤭🤭 one moment you’re driving your knife down a pervert’s chest in an alleyway and the next, yujin (who just so happened to witness the murder) has successfully lured you into her house where she has you on your knees, begging for her not to turn you in 😣 ofc yujinnie wouldn't do that though! the moment you dropped on your knees in front of her, you became her little toy!

faking sympathy and pouting at you with the fakest sorry eyes ever as you begged and begged for her not to throw you in jail… saying that every time you killed it was with valid reason.. and you know what? yujin believes you!! her judgment is not at all clouded by her strong desire to study your sick brain like a lab rat and have you all to herself… and she definitely doesn’t just let you off with a warning.. in fact she keeps you there on the floor, your face buried in between her thighs with your mouth on her pussy, eating her out like it’s your last meal bcs your life quite literally depended on it 🙁🙁 aww you’d be crying while doing it too.. so confused as to why you were so willing to do such a thing for yujin when you could just.. kill her. 🙂

and that’s what you attempt to do! pulling out a pocket knife hidden underneath your clothes and swinging it at the detective, only to have your wrist locked in a tight grip before you were pushed down on the floor, hitting your head on the cold ground and nearly blacking out.. it was the perfect opportunity for yujin to steal that knife and play with it… “you’re brave. but you’re stupid.” her running the tip of the blade across your jawline.. down to your neck, lightly pressing the steel where your pulse throbbed… yujinnie finds pleasure in the fear in your eyes, how your chest heaved while you sobbed pathetically bcs you were so scared she was just going to slit your throat and leave you to choke on your own blood ☹️

but yujin was too nice (?) for that!! you were too pretty to be left dead.. and she has to hear that voice of yours more!! mmdjdhdbfh yujinnie taking off your pants and inserting her fingers inside you so suddenly :(( but she immediately pulls out and licks your slick off her fingers, convinced that all she needed was a little taste test and she was right when she thought that you’d be sweet 🥺 but then she’d have that knife pointed at your neck while she rubbed her cunt against yours! you letting out a mix of a sob and a moan bcs the feeling was so good but fuck,, yujin’s hand could slip and she could easily kill you!! yujinnie ending up pressing the knife a bit deeper than intended when your clits brushed way too good and slicing your neck a little.. god, you looked even prettier with blood tainting your soft skin…

the pleasure blocking out the sting that came from the small wound on your neck… having to grip yujin’s free arm and grinding back up against her just to feel more… and that was when she finally chucks the knife elsewhere and focuses on pleasuring the two of you! basically pouncing her cunt against yours while she kissed all over your chest and neck.. making sure to lick and kiss your wound before grabbing your face and finally kissing your lips… tasting your own blood on her tongue 😵‍💫😵‍💫 shdhsijcdj also makes sure to coat her lips with your blood and leave BLOODY kiss marks on all over your chest… the sight gives her a new kind of rush that only feeds her brain with more sickness.. ugh 🤤

fuckfudjcjd she’d make sure the two of you came tgoether 🫣🫣 continuing on grinding while you’re cumming bcs yujinnie couldn’t help it 😵‍💫 her collapsing on your chest, the two of you breathing heavily in sync.. until yujin remembers that you’re injured… in which she’ll make sure to treat that goddamn injury carefully! her suddenly being so gentle and critical of herself as she’s bandaging your neck up,, annoyed at how she messed up such a pretty doll but still can’t help but find that wound on your neck so fucking perfect… whatever that means 🫢 she’ll send you home, telling you to be careful not to get caught bcs she’ll miss you if you get jailed 😐

and you know what happens after you’re out of her house?? she picks up that knife and runs her tongue across the steel, licking up your blood with a smile on her face… she’s already looking forward to the next time she catches you red-handed 😵‍💫

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russellsppttemplates · 2 months

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reader having hard time with Finn and Julia doing their homework while max is streaming so they run to max complaining to him about homework 😂😂🥰

"You just have to do it like this", you scribbled on the notebook, showing it to Finn as he quirked a brow, not understanding what was on there, "try it and see if you understand, I know you've got this, my love", you kissed the top of his head and moved to sit next to Julia, "and you, darling, are you okay with your homework?", you asked, looking at the copy of the text she was making, needing needing then carry on with the story.

"It's boring, mama", Julia sighed, writing down the words with her elbow on the table while supporting her head in the palm of her hand.

"I know it is, but it's part of life", your shrugged your shoulders, "mama needs to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back", you smiled.

"Can we make a run for it? Papa will protect us", Julia said immediately after you exited the office, Finn nodding as they ran to Max's game room.

"What are you two doing here? Mama said that you had homework to do", he smiled at the intrusion, letting them sit on his lap, "say hi to the stream, guys!".

"Hey!", Finn waved, "we did, but mama was doing that thing where her brain goes really fast and she is saying so many things at the same time and I can't keep up", he pouted.

"Mine was just boring", Julia mumbled, looking at the chat messages on the screen, "Oh, someone said I look pretty, thank you! You're very pretty, too!", she cheered.

"Mama is going to find you soon", Max warned as he heard your footsteps approaching the room, "there you two are!", you smiled, joining your family in the stream, "oh- hello!", you smiled as the comments came flooding in.

"These two have come here to seek protection, so homework seems like a two person job this evening", Max giggled, "bye bye everyone!", he said before closing the stream, getting up and hoping he could slow your explanations down and keep Julia minimally interested in the work ahead.

(Thank you for submitting an ask ✨️)

#max verstappen blurb #inês writes blurbs #f1 blurb #f1 x reader

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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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gifting them a handmade sweater — hashira men

Author’s Note: tried to write these a lil silly, a tad awkward, and very sweet. 🥰

gifting them a handmade sweater — hashira men

Word Count: ~1,700

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

Emergency Request Fulfilled: This may be a silly request. I decided to knit my boyfriend a sweater and like I tried my best but when I gave it to him he thought I bought it and went on about how I should return it because it looked awful and was laughing. I didn’t have the heart to say I did it and it shattered my heart 🥲Is it possible you could write a lil something of how the hashira men react to an f reader giving them a sweater they made for them? I feel silly requesting something so dorky.

~faqs~

Will it fit? is Gyomei’s first concern as his fingers peruse the fuzzy material shoved shyly into his awaiting hands

—HEHEHE 😏

—Will it fit? 😏😏

—Why do I always get struck by Horny Cupid™ whenever I hc for Gyomei? 🥲

—The man’s a stud 😏😏😏

—That’s why 😌

—Anyway

He doesn’t recall you asking to take his measurements

But then he remembers how often you borrow his clothes

#you don’t need to ask

#it’s OUR closet tyvm 😃

“What’s the occasion?” he questions softly, slipping off his current shirt in favor of trying on his new sweater

—HELLO ABS 😳🫠

—Nothing wrong w/ your partner undressing in front of you, nothing at all 🫢

“Y’know you can wear it over a shirt, right?”

So sue you if you’re suddenly a tad breathless 😅

Gyomei smirks at the hitch in your voice

He’s onto us you 😵‍💫

“I thought you’d be more appreciative of my method.” 😎

—Hrr 🥵

“Does it fit?”

“You tell me,” he chuckles, “Does it look okay? I’m not bursting at the seams?”

*cue unapologetic glance downward*

“N-nope, not bursting at the seams.” 🙃

“I’ll wear it,” he promptly answers your silently hovering question, “I’m honored by the time and effort you put into this gift. Thank you.”

“How honored?” you squeak

“Extremely,” as he reaches for your face, his mouth curving into a gentle smile as you settle your jaw into his cupped palms, “You are simply the best.”

He kisses your nose knowing it’ll make you giggle ☺️

“I can’t accept this.”

Help this man

Obanai is already a tomato 🍅

Say something nice, and he might just squirt 😃

“What is that supposed to mean?” you huff, eyes narrowed at his immediate rejection of your hard work

“I don’t deserve it!” ☹️

“The hell you don’t deserve? Is my effort not worthy of your wear? Am I not worthy of you?”

You don’t mean to play dirty or harshly, but c’mon

Immediate rejection of a gift stings, yanno? 😕

“No, no, no, your effort is more than worthy! Too worthy! I just-”

Obanai shuts up, grabs the sweater, and tugs it over his head in one only slightly tangled motion

“CnIhvesumhep?” comes his garbled voice from somewhere inside the sweater

Rolling your eyes, you guide the collar around the top of his head, exasperated smile tugging at the corner of your mouth when his head finally pops through

“I graciously accept your gift,” he mumbles 😅

“Yeah?” you smirk, arms crossing, “That was so gracious of you.”

Pouting, he flicks your forehead faster than you can step back, cheeks dusted rose as he murmurs, “I’m working on it.” 🥺

You vow then and there to shower your sheepish, brilliant man in more gifts, more often

Nothing like a lil exposure therapy to quicken his progress 😇

(ofc, you don’t go too overboard, bc respecting his boundaries and comfort is foremost)

“I love it!” Kyojuro declares, dazzling grin on his face, eyes wide with delight as he hugs the sweater to his chest ❤️‍🔥

“You haven’t even tried it on!” you giggle, shoving playfully at his bicep, “If it doesn’t fit, then I can make adjustments.”

“If it is too small for me, then you are welcome to keep it for yourself, and I will commission you to make me a bigger, matching one!”

You blink once, twice

He really likes it that much?

“Is this you being generous, or sincere?” you ask, not unkindly

“I am being both!”

Damn his beautiful, brain-slowing smile 😭

What were you about to say? 🙃

“What if it’s too big?”

“Then I will be all the more cozy, and I will still commission you to make yourself a matching, oversized sweater!”

“If you’re so interested in wearing matching clothes, then you could just say so,” you snort, cheeks warming at the sight of Kyojuro’s skin peeking out from under his shirt 🫢

(bc he did the whole arms-raising-to-put-on-the-sweater-and-oop-there’s-his-sexy-midriff thing)

“I am interested in supporting you and your creative ventures!” striking a pose, “This might be the most comfortable sweater I have ever owned!” 🤗

“You’re exaggerating.” 🥴

“Perhaps,” he admits, closing the gap between your skepticism and his enthusiasm, lips planted firmly on your forehead, “But I meant it when I said I love it, and it fits perfectly fine.” 🥰

“Is this homemade?” he demands

… 😬

“Yes, Sanemi.”

“I can tell.”

Oof 🥲

But he puts it on faster than your embarrassment can react

“It fits,” in his typical gruff-w/-hint-of-pride/affection tone

—Truth be told, he didn’t expect it to fit 💀

He makes sure to wear it at least once a week

Informs you about all the compliments it receives

(you can trust he isn’t lying bc he gets flustered and grumpy)

Doesn’t tell you about how he ~mildly threatens anyone who dares to even glance at it oddly 😃

Maybe it’s not his favorite sweater, but you’re his favorite person 💞

Sanemi’d never tell you this lest you took advantage, but: he’d swap out his entire wardrobe (and that includes his expensive items) for clothes handmade by you and only you 🥺

If you so desired to make him an entire new wardrobe, that is 😆

#he’d pay you, ofc #and he’d only miss his grey sweatpants ~a lil 😏 #emphasis on grey sweatpants 😏

—I need help

“I have a gift for you too,” Muichiro smiles, ears pink, nose crinkled happily

“Oh?”

“It’s not much,” as he wiggles into the sweater, “But it reminded me of you,” rushing off to fetch his present

“Tada!” he returns moments later, a mug cradled carefully against his chest, “I found it at a thrift shop.” 😁

Its coloring reminds you of the ocean after a storm, large and tall with a thick handle, textured sides providing dimension and uniqueness 🌊

“I thought you said we didn’t need more mugs,” you manage to mumble, cheeks already beginning to hurt from how widely you’re smiling 🥺🥰

“We don’t,” he shrugs, entirely unbothered, “But I’ll always need your happiness, and this makes you happy.”

It does 💓

—As a mug hoarder, Muichiro’s hcs are only ~very self indulgent of me 🤪

“You haven’t told me what you think about my gift to you!”

“It’s a bit tight around the shoulders, but the overall construction is phenomenal.” 👌

“I can adjust it.” 😅

“Yes please. I’ll wear it plenty if it fits properly.” 👍

Forwardness may not feel uber romantic, but well meaning honesty warms your heart all the same 😌

“It’s not holiday season,” Giyuu tilts his head, brow furrowed 🤨

“Are you calling it ugly?” you scowl, lips pursed, “Sweaters aren’t specifically for the holidays, Giyuu, they’re good for layering and style,” eyes narrowing, “Although perhaps the issue here is your overall lack of style?” 😐

“I’m not calling it ugly,” he deadpans, lump in his throat when he notices how shiny your eyes are, “Are you going to cry?” 😳

“NO.” 😖😢

“I’m not calling it ugly!” more urgent now, his expression softening as cool fingers brush gently against your cheek, “I suppose I do lack… style,” gruff tone coaxing a watery smile from you, “Will I regret asking for your expertise?” 😶🫶

“Maaaybe,” you finally crack an exuberant grin, turning your head to press a tender kiss into his palm, “There are a lot of rules.” 😃

“A lot of…” doing his best to conceal his noticeable grimace, “Rules?”

“There’re three main facets of fashion: comfort, utility, and just because.”

“Just because?” 🤔

—Confused Giyuu is my fave Giyuu teehee 😇

—Also: take my fashion ~advice w/ a grain of salt

—My main concern is color coordination

—Beyond that, I’m (almost) as oblivious/do-not-care as Giyuu 😂

“Sweatshirt and sweatpants combo? Comfort. Raincoat and rain boots when it’s raining? Utility. Athletic gear while working out? Utility. The incredible sweater I painstakingly made for you? Comfort and just because.”

Amusement flickers in his gaze as understanding slowly dawns 👀

“And what about pajamas?”

“Comfort and utility.”

“And,” his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper, “Nude?” 🫢

“All three,” you wink, “Especially if it involves both of us in bed.”

Giyuu may lack style, but he does not lack the ability to end up in bed—nude—w/ you 😵‍💫😈😉

Tengen: Does it light up? 🧐

Suma: It’s gorgeous! 😍 *squeals excitedly*

You: Excuse me? 😐

Tengen: *pondering* Can you add glitter? 🤔

Hina: Tengen… 😕

Tengen: Don’t get me wrong! I love the design, and the fit is comfortable, but-

Makio: Did you not notice the interwoven tinsel yarn?

Tengen: *huffs* Is that what’s so itchy? 😒

You: TENGEN. 😑

Tengen: *pouts* I have sensitive breasts. 😞

You: *scowling* So wear a damn shirt underneath it.

Tengen: *wistful sigh* But then your love and affection won’t directly touch my skin. 🥺

Suma: Ooh babe, could you make me one next? ☺️ *bambi eyes*

Makio: Hold up, ME next! 😁 *gripping your hand*

Hina: *patiently* I’d love one too, please and thank you. 😇

Tengen: One of you could have mine, and then I could get a new one that doesn’t irritate my br-

Everyone sans Tengen: TENGEN! 😡

Hina: Be grateful, not greedy!

Makio: Shut up about your breasts.

Suma: I’ll take yours, and give it the appreciation and attention it deserves!

Tengen: *thoroughly berated* Thank you [y/n], I apologize for my insensitivity and selfishness. 😓

You: *amused* *Makio is tucked into your left side* *Suma into your right* Is it truly that itchy?

Tengen: *quietly* No.

You: I’ll make sweaters as your birthday gifts, does that seem fair enough? 💝

Makio: *thinking hard* Fine.

Suma: *wetly smooches your cheek* Perfect! Thank you!

Hina: If you wouldn’t mind teaching me, then I’d be content to make my own. *eyeing Makio, Suma, and Tengen* You already have your hands full, after all. 😝

You: *giggling* *meanwhile, the aforementioned trio glare @ Hina* It’d be my pleasure. 🫶

Tengen: Alright, alright, group hug! 😤

You: *cooing* Aww, do you feel left o-

Tengen: *proceeds to squish you, Hina, Makio, and Suma into a gigantic hug* *aka he most certainly does feel left out* 🙄💗

#hashira x reader #headcanons #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #himejima gyomei #gyomei x reader #iguro obanai #obanai x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #tokito muichiro #muichiro x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #uzui tengen #tengen x reader

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sethsclearwater · 5 months

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Paul or seth (or both) xreader! where they have a shared OF account and

From my drafts, i give you an unfinished thought and hope that you can make a drabble or something about it LMFAOOAOAO

i rlly said here take nothing! 😭😭

🧼😘🥰

PLEASE LMAO💀💀

...

"princess spread your legs more, everyone wants to see that pretty pussy," paul ordered, his tone firm but his hands were a bit gentler as he grabbed your thighs and spread them himself. you let out a whine when you felt the cool draft his your exposed, soaking cunt, immediately moving to close your legs but paul's hands remained firm on your thighs, "don't even think about it," he reminded, tapping your thighs with his fingers to remind you not to be a brat with him.

your other imprinter smiled at you, climbing onto the bed so he could sit next to you and lean down to press a gentle kiss to your lips, "you say hi to everyone yet pretty girl? i know they're all missing you," he teased, chuckling when you blushed before allowing your gaze to slowly drift over to the camera that was currently aimed right at you.

you lifted a hand to shyly wave at the camera, eliciting laughs from both your imprinters who absolutely loved seeing how flustered you could get over the camera despite the onlyfans account being your idea in the first place.

seth dropped his head to press a soft kiss to your temple, "you okay with taking us at the same time?" he murmured, careful to keep his voice low enough so only you and paul would hear and not the camera which was streaming to your rather large audience.

you hummed and nodded, smiling up at seth who snuck a quick kiss on your lips which had both of you laughing, "seth, you wanna get under her? paul asked as he got the camera situated to give your audience a better view of the threesome that was about to happen.

seth nodded, sliding his hands down to your waist so he could manhandle you while he got under you and helped you straddle his waist. you couldn't help the little whine that escaped your lips at how easily turned on you got by the boys doing what they wanted with you, "lift 'em," seth mused playfully, lifting your hips for you when you took too long to process his words, your brain fuzzy from the countless orgasms they'd already pulled out of you in the past hour.

you hummed when you felt the way seth's cock began prodding at your entrance, only having a moment to relish in the feeling before seth was pulling your hips down to sheath himself in you. both of you let out low groans as you connected, "breathe pretty girl," seth reminded, wrapping his arms around your waist so he could pull you down onto his chest.

"fuck me," your other imprinter's voice came from behind you as he watched how tight your pussy was clenching around seth's cock, already knowing he'd be in heaven once he also added his own cock to your channel.

he didn't waste any time, getting on the bed and grabbing your hips while he situated himself behind you, "breathe princess," paul reminded, tapping your hips. you hummed, sucking in a deep breath as he instructed while paul lined the tip of his cock up with your channel, his cock already more than ready to penetrate you.

"exhale pretty girl," seth said softly, pressing his lips to your temple as he tightened his grip on you to make sure you wouldn't be moving anytime soon. you nodded, slowly letting out an exhale as paul pressed his cock into your walls, all three of you letting out loud moans when paul began stretching your pussy out as he slowly sheathed himself inside you.

"takin' us like such a good girl," seth cooed, peppering your hairline with soft kisses, "you okay for us to move? think everyone wants to see that pretty little pussy cum on us one more time tonight, yea? wanna make my pretty girl feel good," he mused, both boys patiently waiting for your go-ahead before moving.

you hummed and nodded, "wanna cum on you," you whispered, smiling when paul leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

"think everyone is loving that view of your pussy right now, princess," paul mused as a familiar chiming sound came from the laptop you were streaming from, letting the three of you know that someone (or multiple someones) had begun sending in tips.

you giggled, blushing as you buried your face in seth's shoulder, eliciting laughs from both boys currently buried in your pussy. before you could focus on how flustered you were, paul had pulled his hips back and began thrusting into your heat, seth following shortly after so both boys had alternating thrusts to make sure you were always full of at least one of them.

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rollinouttahere-writes · 10 months

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Pfft hear me out yandere trio Luffy , Zoro and Nami reaction when female reader admits that Buggy kinda cute (HE IS !! Don’t judge me 💅) since it’s a running gag in the show/movies that this trio always pulls a face hearing his name XD😘

please !🙏 He’s a clown but he’s my clown 🥰🤣

I can't judge, I get it. Goofy men are cute and you're 100% correct

What the Heart Wants

Yandere Luffy, Zoro, and Nami x Fem!Reader (plus Buggy but he's only mentioned)

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This was risky, you knew it was, but it happened on an impulse and it was too late to turn back now. Your pulse quickened as you snuck off into the girl’s room with your newest acquired treasure. You paused at the door and pressed your ear to it to listen for anyone else heading this way.

Nothing. You’re in the clear.

Scurrying over to your bed, you fish the rolled up piece of paper from your sleeve. You didn’t even think about it when you saw the bounty poster on the wall. It was like your hands had a mind of their own, ripping it down and stuffing the poster into your sleeve without your brain even fully registering the action.

Sure, this could backfire if someone finds you with it, but so long as you’re careful it should be fine.

Unrolling the paper, you can’t help but giggle and kick your feet at the sight of the man on the poster. It felt silly to be so giddy over just seeing a picture of the man, but you couldn’t help it. Buggy had this sort of goofy charm to him, and it had a chokehold on you. You’ve always found people like that endearing, it’s a majority of the reason you joined Luffy’s crew.

This time though, the endearment went beyond being platonic. Instead of simply feeling a warm fondness towards Buggy, you found your heart beating erratically when you thought about him too much. The last time you’d seen him in person and made eye contact, you immediately felt blood rush to your face and had to avert your eyes.

In short, you were down bad.

You were so transfixed on the poster, that you didn’t hear anyone approaching the room until the door was thrown open. In a panic, you leap up from your bed and held the poster close to your chest in an attempt to shield it from prying eyes.

Nami was standing in the doorway, looking confused and slightly startled by your strange reaction to her entering your shared room. She wasn’t dumb, much to your chagrin, and quickly took note of how flustered you look. Then her eyes drifted down to the poorly concealed poster and you could practically see the lightbulb come on over her head.

Her lips curled into a grin, “What’cha got there, (y/n)?” The way she stalked towards you was downright predatory, making you feel like a mouse being cornered by a house cat.

“Nothing! Nothing at all, just a piece of paper!”

“Just a piece of paper? I don’t know about that, it looks like a bounty poster to me,” her smile looked downright malicious as she circled you, trying to get close enough to take it from you. “I wonder why you would be keeping a bounty poster to yourself like this?” Nami definitely already knew the answer, but she wanted you to say it.

“No reason! I just- Um- I don’t even know how this got here! It must have slipped into my pocket while we were out! Yeah!” You internally cringed at how bad that lie was. Even Luffy was a better liar than this.

Nami cackled at your attempt, “Oh really, that’s the story you’re going with? Come on, just be honest with me. We’re both girls here, you can tell me about your crush!”

You whip your head around to glare at her, “I don’t have a crush!” You absolutely did.

With a speed you didn’t think she possessed, she leapt forward and snatched away the paper. You tried to get it back, but she held it out of reach and used her free hand to push you away, “Yes you do~! I can’t believe you would keep this from me, we’re friends! We’re supposed to talk about things like this.”

Nami danced out of your way, and you swear it felt like the world was in slow motion as she finally pulled the poster down to be able to look at it. Immediately, the mischievous glint in her eyes went cold and her smile dropped. The once coy and amused expression morphed into one of pure horror as she looked between you and the poster in rapid succession.

“No,” was all she said as she shook her head in disbelief, “you can’t be serious.”

“How about you give me that, and we can forget all about this. Please?” You wanted to crawl into a hole and never be seen again. This was the one thing you didn’t want to happen, and her reaction is precisely why.

You can assume she didn’t like your response based on her soured expression and the way her hands crumpled the paper in her tight grip. Without another word, she ran out of the room.

With. The. Poster.

That was how you got to where you are now. Forced to sit at a table with three of your crewmates sitting with you. Nami, Luffy, and Zoro specifically.

“Guys please this is so dramatic!”

“It’s not! This is a serious matter, one we can’t let slide!” Nami slammed her fists onto the table that you were all seated at. Why were you all gathered here? For an intervention regarding your taste in men.

It was bad enough that she knew, but why did she have to drag your other crew members into this? You can’t say you understand her choices either. Luffy was hardly the type to weigh in on someone’s love affairs, and Zoro wasn’t even awake.

“Why are we all here? Are we gonna play a game or something?�� Luffy was drumming his fingers on the table impatiently.

Nami slams the partially crumpled wanted poster on the table, “This is why we’re here!”

Your face was buried in your hands and you let out an over the top groan from the sheer embarrassment of the situation.

“Buggy? What about him?” Luffy perks up, “Oh! Are we gonna go kick his ass again?!”

“No. Well, yes but not yet,” Nami explained. “(Y/N), would you care to explain what you were doing with this poster?”

“Nope, sure wouldn’t,” you didn’t bother taking your hands away from your face.

“You and me both know why you have this, so how about you just tell the truth so we can fix this,” Nami sounded like a mother scolding her child.

Luffy was looking back and forth between you two, trying to put together what was going on. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head, “Are you planning to fight him? Oh, I know! You’re trying to be a bounty hunter!” He looked to Nami expectantly, hoping for confirmation that he was right.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a sharp sigh, “No, Luffy, she isn’t trying to become a bounty hunter.”

Whatever, you’re just going to go ahead and rip the bandaid off, “I have a little crush on him, okay? There! Are you happy? Can I go now?”

“No! How can anyone be happy knowing that?!” Nami yelled. “Why him of all people?! He’s literally a clown!”

“... He makes me laugh.”

Luffy exploded into laughter, “What’s that got to do with it? I make you laugh all the time, more than he does I bet!”

You tried to get up and leave, but Nami’s hand latched onto your wrist like an iron shackle. With one yank, you fell back into the chair.

“Please just stop! Why are you even doing this? It doesn’t matter if I have a crush on him or anyone else for that matter, so can we please act like none of this ever happened?” You wanted to cry from the humiliation of being shamed by your friends over a little crush.

Luffy shrugged and nodded along, “It is pretty funny, but I agree with (y/n). Why are you so mad about it, Nami?” Bless him. Even though he did laugh at you previously, at least he was attempting to deescalate the situation now.

“Because she is crushing on Buggy the Clown of all people!”

“Why is that such an issue?! He’s cute!” You tried to defend yourself (and him).

“Eww! No he isn’t!” Nami full on shuddered at you calling him that, “What is wrong with you? At least fall for someone good looking!”

“Well maybe I care more about personality!”

“What are you talking about?! He’s an egotistical weirdo who has a temper tantrum if he so much as thinks someone said something about his nose!” Nami looked like she was ready to rip her hair out.

“He can be nice when he wants to be, and like I said before, I think he’s funny!”

“There’s a huge difference between someone actually being funny, and someone doing stupid stuff that happens to be funny,” she slapped a hand over her face and dragged it down exasperatedly.

She had a point, and you hated it. You huffed, “Yeah, well, I don’t care. He’s my type and that’s that.”

Nami gagged like the drama queen she was dedicated to being in this moment, “I almost want to set you up with someone else just to give you better taste, how is a clown your type?!” She ground her teeth in frustration, “Okay, new rule: you’re not allowed to leave the ship if Buggy is around.”

“Why is everyone yelling?” Zoro yawned and stretched, looking around the table with mild curiosity.

Nami slapped the back of his head, “I brought you here to help, not to sleep! (Y/N) is crushing on Buggy and we’re trying to stop her.”

“Oh,” Zoro didn’t look all that concerned. “So are we gonna kill him or something?”

“NO!” You shrieked at him. What is wrong with these people?!

“That would take care of the problem,” Nami hummed thoughtfully. “We can’t risk letting this become something more, what if she tried to leave to be with him?”

Luffy laughed at that, “It’s not like I’ll let that happen!”

“What do you mean you won’t let that happen?” That honestly threw you off a bit. What was that supposed to mean?

“It means that I won’t let him take you away from us!” Luffy flashed you his usual blinding smile, but there was something slightly… off about it. It felt a little too wide, and weirdly tense.

“Take me away? No one is trying to ‘take me away’. Besides, if I wanted to leave to be with someone, then I’m allowed to do that,” you were distinctly not a fan of how he was talking about you as if you were a piece of treasure being fought over.

The entire atmosphere of the room changed the second you finished speaking. All eyes were on you, “See! This is what I was talking about! If she gets a crush on someone, she’s going to want to leave!” Nami’s hand found its way to your wrist again, you were sure you’d have a bruise from how tight her grip was.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, let’s all calm down! I didn’t mean I was going to leave just like that! I like it here, really!” You tried to placate your crewmates, but your pleas did nothing to sooth them. It was too late to backpedal now.

“We’ll have to get rid of him next time we see him,” Luffy nodded resolutely.

Zoro shrugged, “Should be easy enough.”

You should have never taken that poster. Now you’ve unintentionally put out a hit on Buggy, and have no idea how to stop it.

#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece x y/n #one piece x you #yandere one piece #yandere #platonic yandere #monkey d luffy #zoro roronoa #nami #cat burglar nami #buggy the clown #ladydoe8 #luffy

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comfortless · 4 months

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hello beloved 🥰 🫶 every time you mention ‘The Dungeon’ whatever da hell that is my brain just goes dungeon crawler! könig! dungeon crawler! könig! so might i request a dungeon crawling könig?

what the hell. do not send König down here… get him away from me…. *immediately forgets everything else i was doing to begrudgingly write this*

sigh… dungeoneer! König x fem! reader

content / warnings: violence, sexism, suggestive.

Retrieving the golden eye of a wyrm to be made into a lovely pendant for the Queen would pay well, keep him afloat and drifting from land to land for long enough to decide upon where to settle. The posting tacked to the wall of the inn, detailing a handsome reward, was surely the sign from a benevolent god that a glorious fate had been handed to him on a silver platter. He stuffs the parchment into the pocket of his trousers as he downs the last of his ale, tosses his coins to the barmaid on his way toward the door and sets off for the deepest dungeon in the kingdom.

There are no bright-eyed knights lobbying around the entrance, a good sign that the wyrm’s bounty was all his to claim. It makes him elated, really, and the idea of finally having his own place, bedding down with a pretty maiden each night is even more of an adrenaline rush than the actual fighting that comes the moment he steps foot into the darkened underworld. The dungeon is filled with the reanimated skeletons he’s grown so accustomed to— a quick jab with his claymore to the center of the spine leaves them a crumpled heap of bone and dust. They’ll rise again when the moon hangs lofty in the sky, but he’s done this enough times to know the best way of navigating such a place. The other beasts haunting the cavernous ruins are a bit trickier to deal with, and he’s fortunate that most shy away from the light of his torch.

Only, she does not.

The woman standing before him in full plate armor is poised for battle, blade making a steady ascent above her head in preparation to strike as her lantern is cast aside. She charges at him before he can even breathe out a word of protest, swinging the heavy sword at him so quickly that at most, he can only thrust his torch before him to prevent her plunging the tip between his ribs. She’s quick to draw back when the wood splinters and the fire sparks up on dry bone and the tattered remains of clothing from all that came before layered upon the dirt and grime coated floor. The blaze of the fire seems pale in comparison to the flames in her eyes as she pivots towards him again, and once more— he merely blocks.

“A maiden shouldn’t be here,” he says through gritted teeth as he easily pushes her back against the wall, caging her between the flat of his blade and the bulk of his body.

He hadn’t realized the ache in his groin until the woman tilts her head up to spit in his face. König doesn’t bother to wipe it away, to even pretend to be disgusted by her actions. From this small breadth between them all he sees is divine beauty— even as her eyes narrow like that of a viper preparing to strike.

“A knight to be,” she corrects him as he gives her blade a shove, the sounds of steel hissing against steel and crackling fire echoing throughout the cavern.

“Not likely.”

Their fight drags on for what feels like hours before his flask his split at his hip and she finally does back down. Even this lady knows well enough that being lost in a dark dungeon with no source of light and no water is a death sentence, and she finds him both incredibly frustrating and fun enough to keep him a live just a little longer. He’s adept enough to block even her quickest strikes, parry her with a gentle jab to her side with his index rather than his blade. He’s shown her her own weak points during their little battle, and she’s garnered a bit of respect for him for that.

As she sheaths her blade and locks eyes with him, his erection is practically trying to tear through the seams of his pants. She’s so pretty, so strong, so unlike the barmaids and damsels in distress he’s come across so often and it’s all gnawing at the recesses of his mind. The bounty almost entirely forgotten, he wants not to penetrate the wyrm with his blade but rather spear her with his cock.

He reaches for her, almost tentatively hoping to somehow melt through her armor and feel the warmth of her flesh. She’s doesn’t pull away when his hands rest against her waist, just gives him a little flutter of her eyelashes before rearing a hand back to almost playfully strike his face just before she turns on the heel of her boot and gathers her lantern.

König follows along behind her, not just out of necessity, but because she asks him to. Beckons him along with the curl of her gloved finger, coos at him when he falls behind trying to picture her body beneath the layers of chainmail and fitted steel.

“I’m taking the bounty,” she tells him when they stop to take a sip from her flask, feast on the preserved fruit and dried meat from his own satchel.

It reminds him of why he’s come all this way, what he’s supposed to be doing here. He’s a little tense— on one hand he wants to give this lady the entire kingdom, make her his wife and rid away those silly thoughts about becoming a knight, but she’s so determined!! He’s at a loss on how to tell her that there are no women knights in the land, that no matter what she brings back for the King she’ll probably only be mocked and sent on her way.

“Let me help you,” he says instead.

“You would lend me your blade?”

He just blinks at her… this silly woman has spent far too long dreaming and watching the knights in the castle yard, he just knows it. Down to the way she speaks! She’s incredible and infuriating, just as he is to her. It makes him want to push her just a bit, see what she’s capable of entirely before they part ways (she is never getting rid of him).

“What do I get in turn?”

The little knight mulls that over for a moment, as she leads him down a long corridor; everything all gilded and decorated, lit aglow by the dim orange of lantern light. The golden coins, rolls of fine silk now muddied and trampled littering the floor are enough of a sign to show they’ve nearly made their way to the heart. The wyrm would no doubt be lying in wait at the end, resting protectively over its hoard of cattle bones and shiny objects, golden eyes piercing through the darkness as it prepares for the fight to come.

It’s when the wyrm’s first hissing growl rings out through the darkness that she does turn back to face him, a mischievous little grin tugging at her lips.

“Only to live another day.”

“Nein… something else.”

He can’t stop himself from pawing at her again, curling a hand around her neck to tilt her chin up to face him. Her breath fanning over his face, her scent like peony and lantern oil make him feel drunk enough. The hand that slides between his legs to grasp at his cock is far from anything he ever anticipated from her. She was bold, too bold and too pretty for her own good.

Fate had blessed him more than he could even begin to fathom, after all.

#könig x you #könig x reader #konig #könig #dungeoneer!könig #this is so silly they should get married give her one hour with König and one of them is walking out pregnant (but it’s not her)

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leeneir · 4 months

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Hehy! If you are writing Yandere can I request canons for Iso?

Look at Me Please; Shy Yandere!Iso x Reader Headcanons P.1

I'm working on another req fic as we speak, but I'm taking breaks to do this one bc him being "Mine all mine" is very appealing🥰🫶

And yes, part 1. This prompt just got my Iso loving brain rolling.

Pre Relationship

I want you to think of these like its u and him progressing, as if its a timeline of ur relationship.

- A shy possesive yandere. You are his, no questions. But he doesn't have the courage to show it enough (for now.)

- Iso was always forced to cut off his connections due to the organization, but the Valorant Protocol was different. He found someone there worth going against everything he's known all his life.

- The moment his eyes set on you, he had an overwhelming urge to always be near you and always wanted to know where you were and who you were with.

- He spots you and Jett having flirty banter in the hallway and later during training 'accidentally' shot a bullet which shoots through the wall right next to her head. He barely glances at the wind radiant and mutter a half-hearted apology, but that glance was enough to give Jett the creeps.

- You notice how he's always near or around you and you decide to befriend him like the friendly person you were, you'll notice how his eyes fixate on you as if you were a precious jewel in the muddy dirt but don't pay it any mind.

- While you were chatting, he suddenly blurts out "You're beautiful," and immediately goes red in the face and stammering out apology after apology while he pulls his collar up to cover his face.

- You laugh as you try to calm him down, saying that you were flattered that he thought so. You place your hand on his shoulder while his back is turned to you and he freezes for a good 3 seconds before he looks back at you, his eyes had such intensity as they met yours. You pat and reassure him again, telling him that you thought he was handsome too.

- He decided something that day. Killing Omen wouldn't be worth it because it meant he'd have to cut off the valorant protocol, meaning he'd never see you again. Being with you was better than having to deal with his employers anyway.

- You, and your voice he couldn't get enough of, and your amazing skill and talent both in and off the battlefield, and your pretty face, and your pretty body, and your enchanting self that he wants all for himself.

- Back to actual headcanons. He's always very desperate to get your attention but he's too shy to actually ask for it. Which is why he'll always make sure to outperform everyone during training so that he can receive sweet praises from you that he'll repeat in his head for weeks.

- When you get injured out on the field on the same mission, Iso will go berserk. Even if it's just a graze. All you can do is hope that he'll be ok when he goes silent on the comms.

- Iso does NOT listent to reason and destroys his earpiece as he slowy digs his knife deeper into the enemies throat. How DARE they ruin your perfect body.

- He's always watching. Always in the darkest shadows where you never even know he's there. He has his eyes on you more than Cypher.

- Speaking of him, Iso has threatened Cypher to keep his prying eyes and ear aeay from you. He doesn't deserve to even be on the same world as you. His arena has space for a new corpse if need be.

- He doesn't take snacks offered to him by other agents. If you offer though, he wouldn't even eat it. He'd place it in his room with all the other memoirs he's collected from you.

- As time goes on, he gets braver. He starts putting his hands on your back, he initiates conversations, he offers you private training sessions and more. But that doesn't stop the ever growing urge to hold you, touch you, and keep you all to himself and not let anyone else even look at you.

- No one will get in the way. And I mean no one.

- If you get hurt again, he'll insist he'll patch you up himself. There's no need to go to Sage when he has an excuse to touch you can fix you up too.

- One day, you shoot your shot. You ask him out on a boba tea date, and he has to take a moment to compose himself. YOU were asking HIM out on a date? Was this a dream? Was this a prank by you and the others?

- Either way, he agrees with a soft smile, saying how he's been interested in you for a while and also wanted to ask you out but never knew how to. You laugh, your sweet, sweet, deliciously beautiful laugh he wants to hear more of and you joke about how you beat him to it, before setting up a time and meetup location before going off to your room to get ready.

- You don't notice the way his eyes are eating up the sight of you, and you don't notice how his soft smile turned into one of pure ecstasy and hunger. His face completely red at the idea of going on a date with you and is just so happy that he almost forgot about his plan to cause a minor life-threatening injury to Yoru for being such an asshole to you earlier that week. Almost.

#iso valorant #valorant #valorant iso #li zhao yu #iso #i love iso #valorant iso x reader #iso x reader #iso x reader hcs #valorant x reader #reader x valorant

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soupandsimple · 11 months

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Scones, The Bun & A Kiss (With Remus Lupin)

[ accidentally interrupting husband Remus’s class ]

* FLUFF 🥰

** warnings? pregnant reader

This was requested: see the ask here

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Owning your own bakery usually left you with very little free time during the day. That wasn’t a complaint though; you loved that you could make a living doing one of your favorite things. Now that you were pregnant however, and per your husband Remus’s request, you had to leave a lot of the day to day work to your two trained, trustful employees.

That’s not to say you stopped showing up at the shop. You’d still pop in regularly to help with custom orders or just to see how things were running which almost always led to some leisure baking on your part. Today particularly, you made a couple of batches of chocolate chip scones and decided to take some to Remus to share with his coworkers.

Arriving at the castle that afternoon, you walked to his classroom and respectfully knocked at his door just as you always had in case he was with a student who needed extra help or in a meeting with someone.

Inside, at the sound of the knock, Remus stopped mid sentence, held up a finger to his students and walked to the door to answer it.

“Hi love!” you greeted excitedly at the sight of him.

Remus didn’t reply but instead simply raised his eyebrows in amusement and pushed the door further open so you could see what was in progress at the moment.

Peeking in, you saw he had a full class in session and instantly drew back and quieted your voice.

“Oh, I’m sorry Rem. I just thought I’d bring some goodies down for you and your coworkers…” you said, holding up the basket filled with chocolate chip scones and a silky ribbon tied on the handle. “I totally forgot you had a class right now though, mommy brain must be coming early for me.”

Remus chuckled and lifted his wrist to look at his watch. You took a glance at it too and saw it was a quarter till three- immediately your original plan changed.

“Actually, can I maybe give these to your class instead?” you asked.

“Well, we are pretty busy but…. I’ll allow it, Mrs. Lupin” he said charmingly.

You smiled pretty and walked through the doorway. All the students silenced and turned to you at the sound of your footsteps coming in.

“Class, this is my beautiful wife, Mrs. Y/N Lupin,” Remus announced as he closed the door.

Some of the young girls at different desks aww’d which made you remember all too well how you were just like them at that age; just absolutely in love with the idea of love.

“Annnndd….” you sing songed. “This is baby Lupin” you rubbed your protruding belly.

Remus smiled, admiring the way you didn’t shy away from being in front of his students despite only just meeting them.

“Now I didn’t mean to interrupt your class but I brought these pastries for Mr. Lupin and his coworkers,” you told the students, lifting the basket in your hand. “And, while learning about the dark arts is important I do also know it can be daunting at times. So how about this, here’s a little treat from me to you.”

You passed out the small, fresh baked goods, going from desk to desk and once you were sure everyone got one, returned to the back of the classroom where Remus still stood. Your basket was almost empty, save for three scones.

Both of you stood for a moment just watching the students delve into the treats with sounds and chatter of pure delight and happiness. You couldn’t help but beam in satisfaction at their enjoyment; you then reached into the basket and handed Remus a scone. “And yours, Mr. Lupin.”

He snickered at your professionalism. “Thank you,” he said, taking the scone and giving it a bite. “These are almost as sweet as you angel,” he complimented but not speaking again until he finished chewing.

“And how are you and our little bun doing today..” he asked, hand dropping to your belly to give it an affectionate rub.

You looked down at his hand as it moved at the center of your bump and smiled. “We’re good. Kept me company while I made these scones for you, won’t be long now before we have our baby out here in the real world watching me bake.”

“Hmm… no, not long at all” he hummed, leaning it to give you a chaste kiss.

A kiss while on the clock for work was something Remus Lupin had always deemed as inappropriate, but when you get him thinking about that baby of his on the way, you can bet his set of rules start to become fuzzy.

“Rem” you whispered coyly, eyes shifting towards the direction of the students.

Almost all of them were staring at the pair of you; some snickering but most just with pursed lips and attentive eyes.

Remus slowly took a step back from your immediate space. “That, students, is a kiss between man and wife” he smiled, with a little finger movement indicating they should turn to face the front. “Now let’s continue where we left off before Mrs. Lupin interrupted us” he instructed, with a wink back at you. That calm demeanor in which he handled situations had always been a weakness of yours.

You then watched as he walked back up to the front of the room and resumed his lesson. At a little table Remus kept at the back of the room for disruptive students, you set your basket down and took a seat. It wasn’t everyday you got to see your handsome man passionately teach his heart away, so you devotedly took in every second. Your baby was also happily taking it in too apparently, for it kicked at your belly every so often no doubt at the sound of Remus’s familiar, smooth voice.

Meanwhile, in his peripheral vision, Remus kept catching you with your hand at your bump, attentively listening to his lesson and in turn, couldn’t wait for class to be over so he could properly kiss you without the snicker and stares of his students. <3

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x you #professor remus lupin #remus lupin fic

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