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softquietsteadylove · 2 months

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more spicy chapter for the spy AU please? 🤏

"Holy shit," Gil groaned as he flopped into the bed loudly. "What a day."

It had been a hell of a mission, from start to finish. There was some rescuing, some extrication, some very narrow escapes. But at least it was completed. All they had to do was actually get back home to report in. But that could wait until tomorrow.

"I agree," Thena sighed heavily, lying herself down next to him more delicately. They didn't usually make stops after a mission, since the only real safety for them was back at base. But this stop was necessary to avoid the suspicion of boarding a flight right then and there.

Gil stretched his arm out, slithering it under Thena's neck. Other than that, he remained on his back.

Thena rolled over, keeping her head cushioned on his arm and shoulder and tucking herself into his side as well. She inhaled as his head tilted, hovering closer to hers. "We said we wouldn't."

"Oh, right," Gil mumbled, even as he pressed his lips to her forehead.

"We did," she repeated as she leaned into him more. His arm moved and his fingers toyed with a few strands of her hair. "We did."

"We did," he whispered as he rolled over too, nuzzling her face until his lips could find hers.

"We promised," she whimpered into the kiss, even as she grasped two handfuls of his shirt. She straightened her spine and her legs, pressing herself closer to him.

"Did we?" he inhaled against her cheek before moving his lips to her neck. He rolled even further, until he could lie over her. He flicked open a button of her dress. "Why did we do that?"

"Because," Thena inhaled as he worked on two more buttons before running his finger along the edge of her bra. She wasn't often in civilian clothes.

"Because?" he prompted, enjoying taking his time and burying his face in her cleavage.

"The job," she uttered simplistically, her considerable mental faculties leaving her as Gil dragged his teeth along the inside of her breasts.

They said they couldn't be physical anymore because of the job. It could interfere with their effectiveness, and complicate their partnership, something upon which their lives depended.

That one instance in the garage had been a mistake.

"We're off the clock, Ghost," Gil chuckled into her shoulder as he moved his hands to work from the bottom up, slipping up her dress. "If you want me to stop, just tell me."

It would make good sense. It would be better for the mission, and for all future missions. It would be probably be better for their work partnership, too. Certainly their handler would feel better about not having to suspect that their feelings were more than professional.

"Talk to me, Thena," he whispered, pulling away from her just to look her in the eye.

How she loved him. She loved him in every cover, every mission, every rare instance in between when they were just Gil and Thena, partners since the beginning. She loved everything about Gil, and she always had.

It was only recently that she had added his body to the list of things she loved most about him.

Gil moaned as she pulled him into another kiss, firmer than before. He wrapped his arms around her to truly hold her, his hands sliding over her.

Thena gasped as he pulled her dress up the rest of the way. His fingers were deft and firm, immediately slipping into her underwear. Gil never wasted time when there was a mission at hand. Her hands closed into fists, rumpling his shirt hopelessly.

"Easy," he rumbled into her ear, his voice low and rough. He stroked and circled his fingers, coaxing her pleasure out of her. "Just relax, sweetheart--I got'cha."

Thena inhaled sharply and let it out, although it trembled the whole way. Her whole body started trembling as he circled a particular spot, his thumb pushing against her most tender nerve centre as leverage. She stared up at the ceiling, clinging to him as if she were at sea. "Gil!"

He pulled up hard, keeping his hand still as she writhed against him gently. He was far from done, but he considered this a necessary step. He bent his head to kiss her cheek, "that's my girl."

Thena tilted her head, whimpering again as she felt him pull his fingers out of her. She didn't give in to pleasure often. She didn't consider herself someone who needed it often, either. But the things Gil could make her feel...

"You good?" he asked, their voices soft, their breathing mixing together in the silent room.

She nodded, her chest heaving. Gil laid over her again, having gotten his belt undone and his pants out of the way just enough. They didn't have the luxury of ripping all their clothes off and making tender love. Nor could they afford to fuck like wild animals rutting against each other. What they could afford was a quick relief of tension in a whole world against the two of them.

Gil kissed her as he pushed in. She groaned; his fingers were already thicker than she was used to, and he was much, much thicker than that. He peppered her face with kisses, "you okay?"

She nodded, clawing at his back as she adjusted to him being fully inside of her. This was actually the first time they were being connected in this particular way. Her head felt like it was floating off her body, her vision was starry.

"S'okay, just breathe," he whispered in her ear.

She did so, slowing her breathing until her startled muscles could relax. She turned her head, seeking his lips again. He gave them, and she demanded his tongue as well.

Gil moved gently, never one to risk hurting her in any way. He nuzzled her cheek, both of them breathing for their lives. They had both done underwater training, could hold their breath for upwards of five minutes. But they were panting for air.

Thena gripped the muscles in his back as his hips met hers. She tried not to sink into the feeling of it and keep her mind alert. But the feeling of Gil inside her, a heat like nothing else filling her. The warm, solid weight of him surrounding her and the musky scent of him mixing with the scent of their intimacy. She felt dizzy.

"Thena," Gil uttered, sounding more strained as he moved somewhat faster. He nipped at her neck, feeling around for her pulse until he could pay it proper attention.

"Gil," she gasped in response, her voice high and stringy--fluttery. Everything felt fluttery right now. She wasn't a fluttery person. Her codename was not Butterfly. But her whole body trembled as she felt him swell even further. "Gil!"

He pressed his lips to her cheek again, and she could feel him smiling against her skin. "Sorry, you sound really cute right now."

Thena felt herself clench around him reflexively. She blushed.

Encouraged, Gil picked up speed even more. His arms dragged over the bed sheets, curling around her protectively, hoarding what was his. His breathing came faster and rougher, his leverage angle changed.

Thena sought his mouth again, hungrily this time. Her legs slithered around his and her hips rose to meet him halfway. She was much closer than she anticipated, and probably closer than he thought she was. "Gil, yes, so close."

What few words she did have to offer seemed enough for him. He moved his hand to grip a handful of her behind, "any time now, hon."

Thena bit into her bottom lip as he continued to push and push her closer. She was a seasoned spy, and there was little she couldn't endure. But she would give up absolutely anything to come right now.

Gil let her dig her nails into him as she came around him, her whole body shaking as she gripped him. He groaned into her hair splayed over the sheets as he followed, spilling into her unabashedly. He smashed their lips together again before reeling himself in, making their kisses more gentle again. He held her cheeks, looking for signs she would never speak aloud. "You okay?"

Thena opened her eyes, blinking up at the ceiling again before Gil moved into her line of sight. She was still seeing stars, everything hazy and dreamlike. Her biochemical addled brain sang Gil's praises as she looked at him, screaming at her to yearn for him.

He kissed her again, their lips moving languidly. He still held her like she was fragile, and he was still lying over her like she was all his.

She was, in ways she couldn't afford. But she clung to him, even as he pulled out of her, even as he laid down beside her just to pull her closer once he was comfortable. Her hands sought his skin like she was burned and he was the salve.

Physical pleasure was too dangerous for the brain to endure.

Thena sighed as she settled against his chest. She was far too exhausted to move, and she had no desire as Gil pressed his lips to the top of her head and exhaled deeply. She rose and fell with the rhythm of his chest, as if bobbing along at sea on a raft of him.

"I've got you, Thena," Gil mumbled before dropping off into sleep, his fingers entangled with hers and his arm around her shoulders.

She nuzzled into his chest, just this once, to indulge her silly, love stricken brain. He had her in ways he didn't even know about--ways she could never really tell him. But just for tonight, she could add her body to that list.

#Thenamesh Spy AU #Thenamesh 18+#some soft spice #welcome to the tasteful spice hour #don't read this on the bus #I mean do what you want but I will not be held responsible #Thena poor Thena #she's here trying to be like I am a world renowned spy #I can handle a simple act of physical intimacy #and then she gets one good night #and her brain goes #ahhhh Gil Gil Gil Gil Gil Gil Gil #Gil I love you so much ah you're so strong and handsome and let's cuddle together #of course she just looks as blank as ever #and she's telling her brain to knock it the fuck off #but they're professionals #they get up the next day #clean themselves up a little #they get on a normal plane #like normal civilians #carrying billions worth of international intel #maybe he gets a little cheeky #he takes Thena's hand in his and asks the flight attendant if his wife can please have an extra pillow #she glares at him but he leans over and whispers that she's cute when she glares at him #and all that happens is she gets flustered and pretends to go to sleep #they definitely don't hold hands under the blankets

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mousecracker · 1 year

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bro, i'm so scared to ink this

they look so soft for each other,,,, fuck they make me feral

#i know its not going to look as soft when i draw the line art #but im holding out hope #they're just ahhhh #they so sweet #i miss them #i love them sm #hitchannie #hitch x annie #annie leonhart #hitch dreyse #gay annie leonhardt #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyoujin #snk #aot art #attack on titan art

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talesofsymphoniac · 10 months

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[lays on the ground thinking about blorbo]

#mine #normally itd be dgc but it's an essek day tonight #god essek thelyss. character of all time #it's the shift in priorities #the only thing i care about is Doing A Treason For Research #to the only thing i care about is the Safety of My Friends #when the friends were THE PEOPLE WHO WERE CLOSEST TO FIGURING OUT YOUR TREASON #YOU WERE PRETENDING TO BE FRIENDLY WITH THEM TO SAVE YOUR OWN ASS #and they CHARMED YOU by being NICE TO YOU #oh my god. oh my god.#i need to go back and watch 91 again. i just. the comedy of essek going 'i meannnnn the assembly is better than random government officials'#'...right?'#and everyone in the nein going NO the assembly FUCKING SUCKS they're EVIL #and essek going '....oh. hm. interesting.' like AHHHH DJSJSJBSJSK #so fucking funny #also matthew mercer putting his whole heart into woobifying him in the eiselcross arc #he was the first essek apologist and i owe him everything #'though he struggles to maintain eye contact with any of you he can NOT make eye contact with caleb' THE FUCK #also also also the way 'maybe you should try friends sometime' gets funnier and funnier as cr3 progresses and lud becomes a bigger threat #and. every time matt mentions anything about him post canon i get soft #knitting. baking muffins? 'ive never tried pineapple fried rice' or gardening #like firstly geez matt youre going harder on woobifying than even i would have probably but secondly #the idea that he's consciously trying to do new things and like? be more of a person? is fascinating to me #i could go on #the eiselcross arc airing was. man it was a good time. kept me going for a few months there #id get all excited and do special things for thursdays #good times good times

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imwritesometimes · 9 months

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checking the tracking info on the special lil beds I bought felix & santino for their adoption anniversaries every couple hours like

#they were on my fave discount site again! so I was like 🤷‍♀️ and bought them!#and I can't wait for them to get here ahhhh I think they're really gonna like them they're all soft and fluffy!#erin explains it all

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moltage · 1 year

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would-would-would-would you like t help me gib the sb crew a child?

(says sb crew with so much micphet undertones)

RED CELL TEAM BABY???? FUCK YEAHHH okay okay hear me out HEAR ME OUT.

Sam Cooper is a single dad. He had been married once before, way before, and he actually has a daughter that the team wasn't aware of. Him and his ex-wife ended things on good terms, so every once in a while Cooper gets to see his little daughter. (I'd say she's about seven or eight years old?)

and one day, she brings their daughter to Coopers new work place, the HQ as we know, and the team is shocked

Cooper owes them a lot of explanation, but after an hour of explaining things, they get used to the idea. And they absolutely adore the little girl.

obviously she isn't there when they're busy with cases but she stops by every now and then. mick and prophet quickly become her favourite as they get used to her.

Cooper knows she's safe with the two, so he even let's them take his daughter on fun little trips and such. She calls them both uncle.. 😭 (Gina Beth and her even have girls night. Please. Please.)

please feel free to tell me what u think or how you would improve the idea i love love love your domestic au's.

#I had to give SOMEONE a baby #and honestly? sam Cooper seems just fine #I love this idea now thanks to you #n mick and prophet being her favourites?? 🥺#she immediately catches up on it and asks if they're togetherhsjshe #the team have sm fun w her<33 #AHHHH I'M SO SOFT #Thank you nova I love you for this #answered #criminal minds suspect behavior

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aaetherius · 2 years

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[ @cxffexngel || a follow up from christmas thread! ]

Sunlight licks at aurburn strands that almost sparkle gold even though the angel, in a heap of messy sheets that need serious tidying up - something a sandalphon who hadn’t done…. what beautiful thing the night behind them had been, would be the first thing up his mind. But even now the grogginess of the night before hangs over the crowed supreme primarch, in the same way completely messy wings of white all but also help covering the state of undress Sandalphon now, slowly, realizes he still is in. A breathy sound escapes his lips as heavy eyelids try focusing a bit more around his surroundings, but it takes a good minutes between thinking of nothing after a dreamless and deep, revitalizing sleep and formulate many ways to slip away from Lucifer’s tangled limbs all around his frame (not that his own arms wrapped around the other’s waist and legs just as tangled with Lucifer’s helped at all with his situation.) safely without disturbing the other. Hopeless as it is, and sleep kissed as the primarch is, Sandalphon can’t begin to find the less risky way - not that it mattered much; it still is a blessed and beautiful sight to witness the former supreme primarch how he is able to right now, curtains of white lashes hiding away those sky blue eyes, the quiet sound of his breathing against his own, as chest rises and falls so close to his - this feeling all the more felt with the lack of layers that would dull a bit how skin graces one another, how Lucifer’s warmth mixed with his, and at times, Sandalphon liked to think that there was entirely no difference on where Lucifer starts, and where it ends with his own. It paints a small, sleepy smile upon war-torn features, and adds to the pile of options of why he should stay a little bit longer next to the other’s sleeping frame, and bask in the silence and peace as the airship made it’s endless way upon vast skies. Wooden and steel faintly creaking as wind caresses the outside of the room, and the cold of the night slowly banishes to give way to the sun’s welcome. Sandalphon doesn’t dare count the seconds, or minutes when time sometimes seemed both short and far too long to really give it measure, but after a while, he finally tries his best to slip away from the bed, replacing his form with the largest, available pillow for Lucifer to keep straddling while it lasts, knowing how easy it’d be for the Primarch to wake upon feeling the other’s absence, something that warmed Sandalphon’s wounded core enough to forget the hurt more than he likes to admit, and something that also embarrassingly applied to himself, especially in days where the shadow of doubts decided to reminds him anxieties that often made this reality far too great to believe in it. Something Lucifer has become better at noticing, and a complete menace into reminding the primarch that he’s here, and he plans on staying for as long as eternity allows them to. Bare feet, the chill of the floor instantly makes Sandalphon wiggle his nose in distaste, but he bears it to get used to the feeling as he rises, and with a smaller blanket draped over his waist to cover up enough he searches for something - a little gift box that had been loosely covered by a heap of papers and a book atop it to make it’s form as subtle as if nothing had been moved at all from the room. Taking it with his hands after applying some magic to clean better what last night’s activities had leave them a bit sticky, to not need and wash them in his current state witch absolutely would bring questions to whoever locked eyes with him. It’s tiny, cream colored with a brown ribbon keeping the box together, and a gold little feather drawn on one of the corners of the top. With it secured on one hand, the archangel approaches the bed until he takes a seat over the edge, and with his free hand reach over, as carefully as possible, to push a few white strands of hair away from the other’s forehead and reveal those closed eyes while Sandalpon softly sighs fondly over the other’s slumber. ‘’ I… Apologize if this disrupts your sleep, but at some point you need breakfast, Lucifer. ‘’ His voice no more than a quiet sigh, a complete contrast to how once he had been the very one to threaten the skies and bring doom. ‘’ Also, there’s something I wished you to have, but we got quite sidetracked yesterday - not that I regret any of it. ‘’ Oh he’d absolutely never regret that, not ever in thousand years. It had been wonderful, a dream he’s always fantasied about, something he never though possible nor close and worthy to have, and yet… ‘’ Take your time. ‘’

A muffled whine escapes Lucifer’s rosy lips when he feels the familiar and comforting warmth that had been pressed against his chest vanish, or rather, feels it twist into something a tad bit more lifeless and cold. Instinctively, his arms grip the pillow Sandalphon had slipped into his arms a bit tighter, but feeling the soft, cushiony material give within his hold is more than enough to make the former Supreme Primarch frown in displeasure despite the fact that he’s still clearly asleep. Uselessly, his legs tug the discarded sheets closer, as if he’ll uncover buried treasure if he simply rolls about long enough. But there’s nothing there. His legs don’t ghost over anything warm or lively, instead they just get tangled up in the already impressive mess of blankets tucked all around him. His wings follow suit, lifting and then collapsing back down into the now empty space–as if searching helplessly for something that should be there, but isn’t. With a soft groan, he nuzzles into the cotton pillow case, smothering his face against its soft surface, and fussing up strands of pearly, white hair that’s typically so neat and well-kept. At the moment; however, it’s not dissimilar to Sandalphon’s–shorter strands sticking up haphazardly, and longer ones curling up at the edges. The severity made all the worse the more he desperately attempts to clutch at the pillow in his budding, but sleepy disappointment because something about it doesn’t feel quite right, but his hazy and dazed mind can’t, exactly, figure out what’s wrong.

It really only manages to click in his sleep-logged mind when he feels the gentle brush of fingers against his forehead. “Mmmm, Sandalphon,” he lazily yawns as he holds the pillow much too tightly, and nuzzles even closer to it (perhaps Sandalphon just narrowly manage to escape being hugged into a thousand pieces by waking up first). It only takes him a few more minutes and a few squeezes of his fingers against the fabric for him to realize the archangel wouldn’t be so soft and malleable. Slowly, long lashes lift to reveal sleep-dazed blue eyes that stare at the blurry mixture of colors swirling together before his eyes. Blinking a few watery, sleepy tears back, he finally manages to focus on the pillow held in his arms, and then on Sandalphon where he’s now sat at the edge of the bed. For a fleeting moment, a frown scars as his otherwise immaculate features, as if he feels betrayed by the pillow itself instead of the person who actually put it there in the first place. Carefully, Lucifer unwraps his arms from around the poor, sorely abused pillow and peers up at Sandalphon through dewy lashes and messy bangs. Positioning his arms on top of the pillow as he begins to the painful process of waking up, it takes him a few minutes to actually register that Sandalphon is saying words, and he can’t simply just lay there and admire his voice without saying anything at all, as tempting as doing so would be right now. For someone who had never required sleep in order to function before his current body, Lucifer, surprisingly given how stern and business-like he had once been, always had trouble waking up in the morning. It helps precious little that last night still feels a bit like a dream; an impossible wish that left his core feeling terribly light and warm and enamored. Though, even in his current, and very groggy, state of mind he’s well aware it had been reality.

“Do I?” he asks, his voice still a bit hoarse and sluggish. “Perhaps I could be convinced with a kiss.” Even first thing in the morning he somehow has the utter audacity to make such heartfelt requests. Though, mercifully, his attention does manage to redirect slightly as Sandalphon continues speaking. Ah, yes, that’s right–he’d almost forgotten what day it was. Compared to everything that had happened, the holiday felt like a distant thought in his mind. Leisurely, he retracts his wings to make more space as he slowly sits up–completely ignoring the fact that he’s entirely bare still, and heedless of how the sheets all tumble down his shoulders to gather at his waist with the motion. “Yes, I remember now…” he mumbles softly, mostly to himself, but loud enough for Sandalphon to hear. The archangel had mentioned something about a gift last night, but last night itself had been such a grand gift that he couldn’t imagine or even fathom something more. “So it seems we did, but getting sidetracked was the greatest gift of all.” A gentle smile spills onto his lips as he finally begins to wake up, and break free from the clutches of sleep. The corners of his lips curl upwards even more as he reaches out to find Sandalphon’s hands so he can place his own over them. “I’m afraid if I were to take my time I would simply remain here with you, like this, all day.” Even he’s aware that’s not exactly practical–not to mention the mess, but he’s ignoring that aspect of his current situation rather well. “But I am awake now, so whenever you are ready. I am certain you could use breakfast as well. However…” He lifts his hands from the other’s knuckles just to gingerly card his fingers through those messy auburn locks, and to softly caress the archangel’s jaw, as if carefully making sure nothing was out of place, and that Sandalphon seemed perfectly fine. Ah, he’s still largely unfamiliar with the more physical aspects of his feelings, and a part of him simply never stops worrying. It’s in his nature. In his desire to see the other safe and happy. “Are you feeling all right, Sandalphon?”

#cxffexngel #| ☩ I would bend the skies; realign all the stars in space; just to be with you ☩ (cxffexngel: Sandalphon) |#| ☩ And once again the sky rises; sincere and melancholic ☩ (IC) |#| ☩ A faint dusting after sunset ☩ (verse: AU - Post) |#| ☩ thread 108: sandalphon: cxffexngel ☩ |#{ Tender!!!! Soft!!! }#{ Ahhhh they're so soft I weep! }#{ Sandy may have a sleepy Lucifer who is maaaaybe a little bit needy! }#{ Thank you for writing this! }

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astonmartinii · 11 months

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love love love these social media aus. i am obsessed. would love to see a soft launch with carlos maybe of him showing her spain and his home? carlos just screams old money european vibes and i love it

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pairing: carlos sainz x reader a class in soft launching 101

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note: sorry this one is a bit short, but i hope you enjoyed anyway!!

#f1 #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz f1 #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz instagram edit

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yawnderu · 1 month

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The way you write Ghost. Oh my gosh I could kiss your brain!!!

Your Ghost(s) give me “my body is a weapon, yours is a temple because you keep me safe” but also Uno Reverse Card to the point where reader can be like “Ghost’s body is a temple because he keeps me safe, I’ll be the weapon when he needs to be protected”

Probably didn’t make sense but I always love rereading everything you put out 141 related. Thank you for sharing your work Stray!

It's no secret that soldiers and veterans are rarely seen as much once they're back home, and Simon Riley isn't an exception. Forced to live a second life and being unable to talk much about his accomplishments, most people think he's simply another soldier— another hitman for the fuckin' Queen, rather than the hero he is.

There's something oddly charming about Simon's little wife, willing to fight tooth and nail to defend his honor even when he's perfectly capable of defending himself, and yet he lets you. With a soft gaze and an even more tender heart, Simon listens to you arguing with anyone daring enough to talk ill of him. He soaks in the indirect praise you give him, his bravery, his skills, his quick thinking— how he's both brain and brawn.

Simon is death's instrument, and yet you have no problems treating his body as a temple, knowing that he'll keep you safe no matter what. It hurts when people see him as too rough around the edges, too brooding, too broken. And maybe he is all of that, but he's also brave, loving, loyal, kind.

There's a lot more than what meets the eye, so many layers to who Simon truly is, layers that even after years, you haven't finished peeling, yet you still defend his honor like your life depends on it, because he deserves it. He deserves having someone sticking up for him, the fact that his wife is that person only makes it even more charming for him.

Ahhhh thank you so much love!! I appreciate that A LOT🥹🥹💗💗💗

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malereadermaniac · 8 months

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Bad idea right? ~ Terushima x Male Reader

NSFW implied! MDNI! Male reader, fem readers dni!

Bit short but whatever I hope u guys enjoy!

You haven't heard from Terushima in a month

After your breakup you vowed to never speak to him again, your friends made you

And they're right - that dickhead cheated on you and tried to blame you for his infidelity

"You barely let me hit it" was verbatim what he said

But... you're out right now and drunk off your head...

And when you're at your least sensible, Terushima decides to slide back into your dms

With a short "Hey wanna talk about last time? XX XXX STREET" sending you his new address

'Seeing him tonight... It's a bad idea right?' You think as you take yet another shot of tequila

The sound of your friends starts to fade, and your thoughts swirl into an illegible mess

Fuck it it's fine.

He might be you're ex, and yes he did fully cheat on you in a bed you shared with him for months but can't two people reconnect?

As you're waiting outside for your uber to arrive you send the blonde a quick text

'I'll be there in 10, don't expect anything tho'

As you get into the car, wrecking the vow you'd taken, you text your friends telling them you're going to bed

Not mentioning in whose sheets.

You're brain is still going 'ahhhh' your thoughts falling on deaf ears

Getting out of the car you notice the blonde hair you were so familiar with a month ago

Terushima is standing in the doorway, smiling softly as you walk up to the door

Fuck why did he have to look so hot???

You're sure you probably saw much hotter men at the club you were just at but you can't seem to remember them

"Hey" Terushima says, his smile turning into a smirk

"Hey.." you mummer, looking up into your exes eyes

God this was a bad. BAD idea

The next thing you know, you're pinned against Terushima's bedroom wall, his tongue dominating yours, the feeling of his piercing bringing back many pleasant memories

Your brain is empty except for thoughts of Terushima

Your phone starts going off, your friends are checking up on you...

Terushima takes your phone and throws it onto his bed

"Ignore them... focus on me.. I missed you (n/n).." he whispers, his voice turning you on so much

Fuck he knows you get weak in the knees when he calls you that nickname

You can feel his boner on your thigh

Your shirt being pulled off

His shirt coming off

Fuck you loved his muscles and abs

Fuck he loved your hips and waist

You start to see white, the bed, your ears filled with Terushima's moans and yours

God all you feel is pleasure...

You wake up in the blondes arms

The familiar feeling of Terushima's muscular arms around your waist, his pecs and abs against your back, the feeling of his dick resting soft against your plush ass

You missed this...

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING

THIS WAS THE WORST IDEA YOU COULD POSSIBLY OF HAD

FUCK FUCK FUCK

You calm down for a moment and grab your phone trying not to wake Terushima, your ex boyfriend who fully cheated on you.

3 missed calls from your friends, 9 messages from many different people

God you had to send the guiltiest text to your friends - only a dumb, drunk person gets with their cheating ex...

"Good morning, (n/n)... are you hungry at all?" Terushima asks, his arms tightening around your waist as he kisses you neck gently

"Oh fuck no! Don't call me that, Yuuji!"

"Oh? But you loved it when I called you that last night?" He's smirking, you can hear it in his voice

He flips you onto your back and holds himself above you, kissing your neck slowly moving down

You can't lie... you love it so much

You move your arms onto his muscular back

His mouth moving back to your lips

His tongue piercing cold to the touch

You moan into Terushima's mouth as you feel your dick get hard again

"Hmph~ see you're hard again, baby..."

"Don't baby me, Teru... I still fucking hate you"

"That's fine... Hate sex is so much better than normal sex... Fuck you're so perfect for me..." terushima moans as he rubs his dick into yours

It seems like you're very pre-disposed to bad ideas

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jyoongim · 16 days

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Prompt # 4: Spicy Actions

sender spanks receiver hard enough to leave a mark

sender let's receiver orgasm after edging them for a long time

sender gets on their knees and lets receiver slide their thumb into their mouth

sender pulls receiver's head back and calls them a 'good boy/girl/

sender tells receiver to sit on their face

sender tells receiver they're not wearing any underwear

sender kisses the back of receiver's neck

sender whispers in receiver's ear they want to get out of there

sender grabs receiver's neck/ throat

sender pulls receiver on their lap

sender touches receiver under the table at a nice restaurant

sender trails fingertips up receiver’s bare thigh

sender breathes on/licks the shell of receiver’s ear

sender ghosts fingertips along receiver’s skin, eliciting goosebumps

sender leaves a love bite on receiver’s shoulder

sender pulls receiver into bathroom stall/dressing room/closet for a moment of passion

sender rips off an article of receiver’s clothing

sender delicately removes an article of receiver’s clothing

sender draws invisible shapes/words on receiver’s flesh with their fingertip or tongue

sender teases receiver until receiver breaks and tries to take what they want from sender

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl/boy.”

“You’re mine.”

“Is this ok?” As they stare up at you from in between your legs. (Consent is so fucking hot and important)

“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately.

Dragging one of their nails down the side of your neck and then middle of your chest.

“Please mark me, I want everyone to know I’m yours.”

“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”

When they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.

Fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back.

Hands desperately clutching at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths as if you were starved of one another.

“On your knees.” While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.

Smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.

“My little slut to ruin.”

Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.

Pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.

“I’m yours. Only yours.”

“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”

Soft, lazy kisses and innocent touches that turn bolder and more sinful as you just can’t resist each other.

“This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

“Don’t you want to play with me?”

“Look at me. I want you to watch you come on my fingers/cock/strap.”

Watching in awe as your partner slides their finger into their mouth with your cum on it.

“Yeah?” They say with a hint of teasing to their tone, “And what if I do this?” They say, changing their rhythm slightly and hitting your weak spot.

Toying with a piece of clothing, whether that be the collar of your shirt, slowly undoing your belt, sliding a finger under the waistband of your underwear before letting it snap back against your skin.(The last one ahhhh)

Kissing down every inch of your body they possibly can, showing you how much they love you.

^ Have them murmuring against your skin how beautiful/handsome you are

“Tell me to stop and we stop. I don’t care what’s happening. All I care about is you.”

Sighing softly at the shell of your ear so you can hear how much you affect them.

“Behave, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you now.”

“Can’t you handle it, baby?” “I can-fuck, I can handle it.”

“If you want something, you have to use your words.”

“Count them for me.”

Scraping their teeth over your neck to have a shiver of arousal run down your spine.

“I bet they can’t fuck you like I can.”

Wrapping their fingers around your wrist and guiding you to where they desperately need you.

“Remember who’s in charge here baby, I’d choose your next words carefully.”

“Act like a brat and I’ll treat you like a brat.”

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.” (Someone write an enemies with benefits to this I beg)

“Don’t be shy baby, I love the way you moan my name.”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor x reader #alastor the radio demon #alastor x y/n #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor smut #jyoongim #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #vox x reader #the vees #vox the tv demon #hazbin hotel lucifer #charlie morningstar

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bitchinfawkseh · 5 months

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Hii!! I was wondering if you could do a fic of dean with a coquette reader? Like a super femme reader who is obsessed with bows pink stuff ect? Ps I really like your tt🫶🏻

Pages of Affection

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Summary: You and Dean go to the library to investigate a case. While searching through some old papers and clippings, you discover a series of old love letters. Dean thinks they're stupid - you think they are romantic. In an attempt to make you feel special, he writes you a love letter.

W.C: 1288

A/N: ahhhh my first req! ty! Sorry this took so long for me to write. I've been very busy with school and work.

Book after book, page after page, and still nothing. Nothing that would help you with this case or future cases - and Dean's grumbling and complaining was getting annoying. You adjusted the bow that was pinning your hair back away from your face - sometimes it got all slanted and looked weird. And you'd rather not have Dean tease you about it again.

"We should have just made Sammy do the research." Dean started. You rolled your eyes and let out a deep, heavy sigh. "I can't focus when you're whining."

"I'm not whining -"

"You are!" You interrupted, shooting him a mean glare. Dean went silent, and you decided to enjoy it while it lasted. You flipped open an older and more worn heavy book, the edges were frayed, and there were tons of scratches on the cover. Two flimsy pieces of paper fell out, landing in your lap. They looked to be old, too, with how dirty the paper was and how it smelt amazing.

You purse your lips together and carefully pick it up, rubbing the material between your fingers. It felt more like parchment rather than modern-day printer paper. "What's that?" Dean asked, trying to peek at the papers. You shook your head and shrugged, you weren't sure what it was until you unfolded it. Messy scrawl and an easily read "My love," addressed at the top. You slowly smiled as you read through the love letter, it was so sweet… so romantic.

My love,

You've been on my mind for quite some time now, and it's getting harder each day to forget about you. I have known you for close to six years now. And as time passes, I fall deeper in love with you. Sometimes, it's tough for me to express myself. Whenever I talk to you, I get flustered. Whenever I talk to somebody else about you, I get tongue-tied. You make my heart jump every time I see you. It's crazy that you are oblivious to your effect on me. But that is a part of your charm. The moment I laid my eyes upon you, I knew that my heart would forever be yours. Your beauty, both inside and out, is unmatched and your kind and loving spirit only adds to my admiration for you.

You are my heart, my soul, my everything. I cannot imagine a life without you, and I will do everything in my power to make you happy. I love you now and forever.

Forever yours,

George

"Oh… Dean, look." You said, passing him the letter as you went to read the second one. This might be the sweetest thing you've ever read, this George guy sure had a way with words. Dean watched with raised brows as you scanned the second letter, a soft happy smile on your face. Who knew someone else's love life could make you so happy? He swallowed hard and started to read what you handed him. It was… cheesy to say the least. It sort of made him cringe, to be honest. "You like this stuff?" He snorted.

You frowned. "It's romantic."

"It's cheesy, is what it is."

"He loved whoever he sent this to very much, who cares if it's cheesy?" You asked. Dean cocked a brow and looked you up and down, from your floral dress to your mary-janes. Something you'd only ever wear if it was a "chill day", when you were out in the action, you'd opt for jeans and boots. "You like this stuff?" He asked. You nodded and your eyes briefly met his. "It's sweet."

His lips thinned slightly, "Huh."

And here he was, hours after you and Sam had both gone to bed, trying to write you a love letter. Dean tried to go with a rhyming scheme for a while - until he tried to rhyme your name with something that wasn't completely stupid and couldn't think of anything and scrapped that idea.

He thought about just copying the love letter you found - or something from online but that would be stupid. You could tell, and it wouldn't show he tried to put any effort in at all. Dean glanced over at your curled-up sleeping form, wearing a cute pink vintage nightgown that you nearly flipped your lid over when you saw it in the thrift store. You did love all of that… girly stuff. It was very endearing.

Then, he suddenly got some inspiration. Dean picked up his pen again, scribbling some things down on the paper. He knew what he wanted to write - but he didn't know how to word it. Dean appreciated you too much for it to be half-assed - or something that could be taken the wrong way with how it was worded.

And soon, the words just started to flow.

The next morning, Dean took you out for a coffee and some pastries at the local shop. The letter he wrote for you was snug in his coat pocket - waiting for your eyes and only your eyes. He swallowed the lump in his throat and wiped one of his clammy palms on the expanse of his jeans as he sat down on the bench next to you. You briefly looked over at him, taking a tiny sip from the herbal tea he had gotten for you. “So, what’s the occasion?” You asked. Dean’s brows furrowed and he chuckled nervously, he swore that his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. “What? No occasion…”

Your eyes narrowed, “Dean.”

“Okay! Okay, I… I have something for you - but don’t laugh, okay?” He swallowed hard and started to dig through his pocket. Your face immediately softened and you turned to face him, whatever it was - it was important to him.

Then, he pulled out a folded piece of paper with your name addressed on the front of it. “I tried real hard, okay? So… don’t laugh.” Dean warned - but with the slight waver in his voice, you could tell that he was very nervous. You took the delicate piece of paper from him and carefully unfolded it. The first line was enough to make your heart swell and for butterflies to form in your stomach.

Hey,

I don’t really know what to write… you know I’m not the mushy-gushy kinda guy, but I wanna try for you. I wanna start this off by saying I think you’re the prettiest woman out there, no doubt in my mind (and the bows you like to wear in your hair are damn cute.) You’re my whole goddamn world… you know, I purposefully try to make you laugh all the time too because it honestly sounds better than any Zeppelin song (don’t tell anyone I said that.) All it needs is a good guitar solo… kidding. Anyway, you’re my sweet girl who adores all that cute girly and flowery stuff, hell, I even let ya put that old heart key chain on my keys for Baby - nobody gets to fuck with Baby, except for you. I love you, more than words can say. I know I don’t tell you a lot, but I do.

I love you.

Your bottom lip jutted out and you clutched the piece of paper to your chest, “Dean…” He surveyed your reaction carefully with wide eyes, did you like it? Did you hate it? Finally, you practically threw yourself into his arms and buried your face in the crook of his neck. “This is the sweetest thing ever.” You beamed. Dean let out a relieved chuckle and tightly wrapped his arms around your waist, he (not so) discreetly inhaled the scent of your hair, smiling faintly when the light fragrance of flowers hit him. “Glad ya like it, sweetheart.”

#dean winchester #dean winchester fanfiction #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x female!reader #supernatural #supernatural fanfiction #spnfandom

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dstxrgirl · 1 year

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heyy, could you do a social media au where the reader and charles have been soft launching their relationship for a long time so by the time they post a photo of them together making it official, no one is surprised?

SURPRISED, BUT NOT SURPRISED | CL16

social media au. charles leclerc x fem!reader

fluff. no warnings.

author’s note: thank you so much for the request, anon! really really love this suggestion :)) i hope you enjoy reading it!

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@charles_leclerc

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y/n.l/n life recently ❤️‍🔥

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vroomvroom16 what is charles doing here??

leclercloverrrr what if 🤭

yourbestiesuser ahhhh you and me in miami soon?

y/n.l/n definitely! looking forward to it 💋💋

carlossainz55 Can’t wait to see you around in the paddock again!

ferrarigirl4ever CARLOS WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!!!!

user1655 what is going on?!&@^*\$=+_€

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@y/n.l/n

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charles_leclerc Always doing better when you're around ❤️ Very motivated for the next race. We'll keep pushing like always.

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leclercccc mystery girl reveal when? 😭

vroomvroom16 THE CAPTION OMG 🥹

leclercloverr y/n, what are you doing here?

playerhater why yalls assuming they're dating or something?? y/n could literally just be a fan of charles. yalls delusional asf

y/nismother y/n if you really are the girl in the picture, please, let's talk about this. the kids miss you.

user1655 imagine if the girl wasn't y/n though. what would the real girl be feeling rn 😭💔💀

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y/n.l/n one year with you has been a blast, my sharl lecler! am very grateful for all the laughs, the hugs, the kisses, and most of all, i’m so very grateful for you. you always know how to brighten up my day and make me happy. you always know the right words to say to make me feel oh so loved. looking forward to more years with you and me together. happy anniversary, mon amour! i love you so much @charles_leclerc 💗

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charles_leclerc Je t’aime, mon cheri ❤️ Happy anniversary!

y/n.l/n i love youuuu

charles_leclerc i love you moreeee

carlossainz55 Wow, a year already! Happy anniversary you two ❤️

y/n.l/n thank you, carlos 💕

yourbestiesusername the cutest! happy anniversary love birds!! 💖

y/n.l/n thank you babes <33

arthur_leclerc happy anniversary you two!! looking forward to more dumb and dumber moments from the both of you!

y/n.l/n thank you, arthur! 💖 yes yes, more dumb and dumber to come!

leclerccc OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG ITS OFFICIAL!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY ❤️

l/n.leclerc THEYVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A YEAR 🥹

vroomvroom16 WE WERE RIGHT!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY 💗💗💗

y/nismother happy anniversary mom and dad! ADOPT ME PLEASE 🙇‍♀️

playerhater y/n was in fact, not just a fan. i take it back yall ✌️

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charles_leclerc An appreciation post for the sweetest, kindest, smartest, and most beautiful woman that I love so much. I really am the luckiest man on the world for having the opportunity to be with someone as amazing as you. Happy one year to us, mon amour. Je t’aime @y/n.l/n ❤️

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y/n.l/n i love you so much, charlessss 🥹 happy 1st birthday to our relationship 💗 many more to come!

charles_leclerc Definitely lots more to come! I love you, ma belle ❤️

#💗; peyton’s writings #formula 1 #f1 #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #cl16 #cl16 x reader #social media au #oneshot #imagine

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obsessive-dumpling · 1 year

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Okay! I saw it! Let's talk about it!

AHHHH! It was so good! It was ALMOST everything I wanted. There were a couple moments I felt like Bones was trying to minimize the gravity of this apology. Specifically, the lack of transition of Izuku's eyes.

When Katsuki first confronts Izuku, and starts at the beginning of their story (them being shown as young children) Izuku's eyes are completely void.

As Izuku begins to realize what's happening (when they reach their middle school timeline) we see his eyes coming back.

By their high school timeline he looks stunned and his eyes are lightening and becoming wider.

As he hears his name, his eyes have come back entirely.

By the end, his eyes are clear, present, his pupils are blown wide and light has finally returned them.

In the manga Horikoshi very intentionally shows Izuku's eyes becoming lighter and more present with every line that Katsuki says. Almost as if, Katsuki is slowly bringing Izuku back to life. Bones opted to leave those details out and that super sucks. This scene is so beautiful and powerful because even though it is BAKUGO'S moment, it's HIS apology that he's been agonizing over for months, it's still equally about both of them. It's still their give and take. It's so /them/ meeting each other where they're at, no matter what, and filling a role for each other that no one else could possibly fill. And by removing Izuku's part in that, you miss the full impact.

BUT it would be wrong of me not to acknowledge all the wonderful things Bones DID do in the episode. The rest of the animation was genuinely stunning. And Okamoto did an amazing job of bringing Katsuki's words to life. He made him so soft and I will forever be grateful for his portrayal. At first I was a bit upset he didn't do the pause indicated in the manga before saying Izuku's name but honestly...I like the change. I like that Katsuki says "Izuku" so confidently and without reserve. Because he knows he can. And he knows Izuku will accept it despite the fact that he probably shouldn't. It was a very nice change.

I loved that we got more shojo glow throughout, I also loved how they handled Katsuki's catch scene and Izuku finally feeling safe enough to sleep. That wasn't in the manga people! The catch was, yes, but NOT the panning in on Izuku's face as he relaxes into Katsuki's arms and falling asleep! That was a nice bonus touch that [not completely] helps balance out the loss of the eyes animation.

Overall, the handling of chapter 322 was done with a care I can appreciate. I can't wait to see how they handle our boys next big scene. 💚🧡

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