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deadghosy · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel x Jeff the killer or BEN drowned reader.

Please?

SURE! I’ll do Jeff the killer as someone had requested I do BEN drowned! 🦆💗💗

HAZBIN HOTEL X JEFF THE KILLER! READER

prompt: after fighting with BEN drowned, Ben decided to send you into a show….

You were asleep snoring as Ben snickered holding up a tv that was playing a title card saying “HAZBIN HOTEL” and with that. He smacked you having you go inside the tv with a devilish smirk. You hit the ground as your body did a whole fucking Peter griffen pose 😭

*metal sound* DAYUM!

You were screaming curses under your breath at Ben who just smirks at the tv and leaves whistling like a damn cartoon character. You dusted yourself off looking around this place.

“The fuck is this?….” You said with a scowl looking around…there’s a bunch of ruined buildings and fire everywhere. You walked around confused as some demons whistle at you. Literally catcalling you as one tried to grab you, when they tried to grab you. You stabbed their fucking hand smiling with that extended smile to your cheek.

“Fuck you think you trying to do huh?” You said with a crazed smile as they fall holding their hand to see you aren’t really a “girl” “YOU’RE A GUY??!” You rolled your eyes wanting to be sarcastic “No. Ima killer..Now. Go. To. Sleep.” You said lastly stabbing the demon in its head. You kept walking as the bystanders move out of your way.

AND YEES WE ARE GOING WITH FANON LOOK INSTEAD OF THE CANNON LOOK😨 CANNON JEFF IS SO…..

Let’s just skip ahead, so you went to the hotel as you seen an advertisement about redeeming….tbh you didn’t give a fuck about redemption, you only needed a room.

Vaggie was definitely judging you by your looks as you had shaggy [idk if I wanna give you black hair or just your own color hair but you can imagine yourself as Jeff or nahh] hair and blood stained clothes. But soon later you turned out to be a chill person who helps their peers but also jokes around.

Alastor and you just stare at each other “smiling” at each other just waiting for the other to talk.

“…..so like..are you always this ugly or were you born that way…” “my smiley fellow, I was born for radio…” “no you were born to be ugly-”

Alastor immediately hates you after that but your boldness is entertaining. He might just take you as a guest for his broadcast.

Angel would love to play with your hair and braid it…as you relax at the touch of Angel’s hands in your hair. It reminded you of how Sally braided your hair when she was bored.

Angel had put pink bows in your hair saying “this is so coquette💗” and you just stood there looking at the hand mirror he gave you. “Angel wtf. >:/”

You woke up to get your laundry to see your white jacket IN FUCKIN PINK?!

“ANGELLLL! IMA CHOP OFF YOUR DI-” yeah angel hid in the bathroom as your anger was no match for any demon….

Lucifer will feel concern about your face as you don’t look…normal I suppose. He’ll be probably have a clear weirded out face

I feel like you and Lucifer would have a weird friend dynamic as you just roll with his hyperactive activities.

“How in the hell do you eat?” He says poking your open slit by your mouth. “I just eat. Simple as that.” You said at the king of hell.

Yeah I imagine Lucifer had put duck stickers on your jacket one time.

I imagine husk and JTK! Reader doing a drinking competition….you owed husk 20 hellbucks. 🥲

Husk will actually tolerate JTK! Reader as they don’t whine and don’t complain much until something actually bothers him.

Sir Pentious would be scared of you…I mean if a normal person saw you. They would be horrified.

You give off a depressed Starbucks worker vibes who don’t get paid for shit…..literally a sinner would test you as Charlie or someone will have to hold you back as you swing your knife. “LET ME AT THEM YOU LIL SHI-”

The crew had always noticed you seemed to look more like a human other than a sinner or hell born. But they never really asked. I mean shit Alastor wanted to ask but Charlie had to tell him to stop it.

The egg boiz were scared of you until you saved Frank from cracking as he tried to reach the damn cookie jar.

You used your body to soften his fall as you hit your head on the ground. “GAH DAMN-” *crash* and then minutes later it was found out sir Pentious was watching over your knocked out body as Frank was telling how cool you saved him.

You sometimes try to call Ben to pick you up and this is how it goes: “Ben…YOU SHORT STACK MOTHERFUCKA! YOU BETTA GET ME OUT OF HERE OR I WILL CUT YOUR LINK LOOKIN ASS-” he had you on voice mail as Ben was just chilling playing video games.

I headcannon you having to wear a fucking smiley mask to not scare off residents😭

“Hi welcome to the hazbin hotel….” You said in a dead tone flat. The sinner looked at you confused asking questions. “ Why are you wearing a mask? Is your nose too big? Do you have bad breath? Are you sick? Are you ugly under the mask?”

You had enough as your eye twitched grabbing the sinner by their collar. “How about I shove my foot up your-” “OKAYYY!” Charlie says seeing you about to give the sinner a piece of your mind as she grabs the sinner from your grasp. “How about we show you around the hotel…”

Yeah you don’t do the greeter job no more….

At least you get to give out food as husk serves drinks. That was at least a cool job as husk helped you serve out small little portions of the trays you used.

I headcannon niffty to make you a bug “flower” crown to show how she admires you.

I imagine Charlie would get you a metal shirt and you would be like. “oh thanks.” You smiled and took it.

You had a knife stash just incase you had to defend yourself. You love collecting knives when bored….

Keyword was HAD. Charlie found your knives and hid them from yourself as you had a sad puppy face at seeing your stash gone.

Imagine you just standin there and a Charlie had put stickers on your jacket saying, “good job for not killing!”

You’re such a good kid😄

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strawbeerossi · 7 months

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Sunday Mornings

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Spencer Reid

Description: When you get a morning off to share together, Spencer just wants to be as close as he can to you.

Content/Warnings: Cockwarming, reader and Spencer are fluffy, some slightly sub!Spencer.

Word Count: 0.6K

Kinktober Day Three: Cockwarming

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“You’re being so clingy today Spence.” You’d commented, stating the obvious due to the fact that Spencer was laying on top of you. His head rested comfortably against your chest as he relished in your fingers twisting and pulling at strands of hair.

“I just wanna be close to you. We hardly ever get time to lay together.” That much was true, there was a reason that he is as touch starved as he is at the moment. Holding him doesn’t bother you, so you don’t complain.

Instead, you let out a content hum. “Yeah.. We got lucky today though. I think we should bask in it to the fullest extent.”

It had been two hours since you both woke up, not even opting to get out of bed as you were curled up with one another under the sheets, the warm glow of the early morning sunrise seeping in through your curtains. It was something straight out of a romance movie.

“I agree. I love being here with you. Just us. No unsubs, no team..” Spencer was offering a soft smile while letting his head lift slightly, his honey colored eyes glistening from the sunlight gleaming off of them. “I know it’s probably too early but I have a request.”

“Too early? Are you trying to have sex with me, Dr. Reid?” Your words were light, teasing as you crinkled your nose in a fond manner. The words had his cheeks bright red, head shaking rapidly. “No! I mean, I like having sex with you but I don’t wanna do that now.. Ask me later.” It was his turn to joke without clearing his throat.

“I wanted to ask if I could..” He began while blushing once more. “Put uh, put it inside?”

His awkwardness was cute, the way he felt weird mentioning sex or saying things alone with dick, pussy, anything really.

“You want to put your cock inside of me?” You ask, filling in the gaps. You spoke fluent Spencer Reid after three years of being with him.

“Y-yes.” The mere thought caused his cock to harden. “I just wanna be close to you.” He added softly while pushing himself to sit up some.

“You can do that, baby. You know that you can just ask next time.” Your words were teasing as your hips lifted off the mattress, panties and bottoms being tugged down your legs, your partner’s eyes trailing down your naked lower half while a little whine slipped from his lips.

“Come on, Spence.” Your words were soft and sweet, your hand coming down to gently tug the sleep pants down his legs along with his boxers. “Hold on, make sure to lick your hand first.” You commanded, a soft hum leaving your lips while watching the male nod quickly, always following instructions so well.

As his tongue licked the palm of his hand, he gave his hardened cock a few strokes before he was aligning the thick head with your glistening pussy. “Go ahead, I’m comfortable.” Your assurance made the male nod while his shaft was slowly sinking inside of your inviting warmth. It was enough to elicit a little whimper as he let his eyes flutter shut.

As he lowered his body down to lay on you again, he was shifting to get comfortable while letting his hands slowly wrap around your torso. You had to sit up a bit to allow his arms to engulf you in a hug but you weren’t complaining at all.

“I just wanna lay with you all day like this, not even move. So warm.” His voice was slurred, already dozing once more. Getting time to enjoy each other’s presence was rare, just as rare as getting a good nap at any point of the day. You’d continued your movements, nails lightly scratching Spencer’s scalp to lull him into a peaceful sleep.

The soft snores filling the room caused a soft laugh to leave your lips, eyes closing as you let your eyes flutter shut. This was like heaven. Warmth, wrapped up in one another intimately while savoring every single moment together.

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strawberrysands · 9 months

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Pretty hot - Spencer Reid

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: nothing tbh, just tooth rotting fluff and sum kissy kissy

You shivered for the umpteenth time that day while your breath formed little clouds in the cold air. You hadn't been able to get warm again ever since JJ announced you'd be going to Alaska.The case was over and everything went well, but the plane couldn't take off until tomorrow morning due to the snow.

"God, why Alaska?" You murmured to no one in particular. A small smile formed on Spencer's lips at that.

"You're not a fan of the cold?" He asked. The glare you gave him was enough to make him chuckle. Looking at you, he felt completely warm inside. He thought your red nose and rosy cheeks were absolutely adorable.

"We're here." Hotch said. Looking up from the snow, you see a rusty looking building in front of you.

"That's supposed to keep me warm tonight?" You sigh. Morgan laughs and ruffles your hair.

"Awww, poor baby." He mocks you before you give him a playful shove.

"Bad news." Hotch announced once you were all settled in the hotel lobby. "There's only four rooms left, and six of us. Some are gonna have to double up."

"I'm not sleeping with Reid." Derek said almost immediately.

"Dibs." Garcia said while grabbing Derek's hand.

"I'll sleep with you." You say to Reid before realizing how creepy you just sounded. Even Rossi was almost laughing at the way you worded that.

"I- I mean, I'll room with you." You cough awkwardly, your face now red from something completely else than the cold.

"Wanna play?" Spencer asked you as he gestured to the chess board in the lobby. It was still early to go to sleep, and the room was probably gonna be way colder than the lobby was.

"Sure." You smiled and Spencer moved to set up the game.

It was your turn to start, but your hands were shaking so hard from the cold that clumisly moved a pawn forward. Spencer frowned at that; he didn't know you were THAT cold.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, continuing the game. And for the first time that evening you felt a little warm insinde from his concern.

"Yeah." You shrugged. "Just cold, you know."

Spencer snorted and took your knight from the board. You silently cursed yourself for not seeing that earlier before looking at Spencer again.

"What?"

"Just cold. In my memory, the definition of 'just cold' isn't teeth chatter, hands shaking and purple lips." Spencer looked up from the board and your breath hitched in your throat. The utter adoration and warmth in his eyes was enough to even make the snow outside melt. Their caramel color gave you a sense of belonging, of home. Oh, how you could get lost in those eyes.

"It's also your turn, by the way." He added with a small grin.

"Right." You coughed and moved one of your pieces. "Check." You said proudly.

"Impressive," he complimented you, "but," He moved his queen and suddenly, "checkmate."

"Wha-" you started, but immediately gave up. It was too cold to actually attempt to understand what you had done wrong. The game was nice though, for a minute, you had actually forgotten about the temperature.

"One day, I'll beat you."

"In your dreams." He said playfully.

You yawn loudly and rub your hands together to try and warm them up a little.

"Sleep?" Spencer offered and you nodded gladly.

What a typical cliché, was the first thing you thought when you entered the room. You guessed it, there was only one bed. For a moment, you found yourself imagining Spencer and yourself in those typical romantic scenarios where this happens. You shook your head to clear the thoughts and opened your mouth to say something you almost felt bad about. "You're taking the floor."

To your surprise, Reid was smiling. "I didn't expect anything else."

You settled down in the room while Spencer showered, slipping into your pj's and pulling the covers of the bed as high as possible. You had turned the heater in the room all the way up, but it didn't seem to do much. Shaking like a leaf, you waited for Spencer to come back in order to turn off the lights.

You looked up when you heard the bathroom door and were met with a mouthwatering sight: Spencer, with only a towel around his waist, curls still wet and water dripping down his chest.

"Forgot my clothes." He apologized with a sheepish smile. "Sorry."

"Please," you huffed quietly when the door closed again, "don't apologize."

It was the middle of the night when you woke up again from the sheer cold. Your started shivering and your teeth clattered against each other. This continued for roughly 20 minutes before Spencer sighed.

"Alright, I can't sleep with the teeth chatter." You heard him move and before you could process what he was doing, you felt the bed behind you dip.

"What the hell are you doing?" You hissed at him. He ignored your question and instead continued to climb into the bed with you.

"Body heat is the most effective way to get warn quickly." He said and you could detect something odd in his voice. Was he nervous?

You blew into your numb hands before sighing and turning around to face Spencer.

"Fine." You grumbled stubbornly. "Get over here."

He gladly accepted your offer and scooted closer to you, smoothly wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you as close as possible. You immediately blushed from his close proximity. "Uhm-" you started.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" Spencer asked concerned, loosening his grip on you a little to look at you.

"No, no-" you said, looking up at him. Your breath hitched in your throat when you realized his face was mere inches from yours. You couldn't help it; your eyes flickered down to his lips and back up to his caramel eyes again.

One of Spencer's hands moved to your cheek, all the while looking for any signs that you were uncomfortable. At this point, his soft pink lips were the only thing your eyes could focus on.

"We should probably get some rest." You whispered, making no move to actually go to sleep.

Spencer leaned closer to you. "Probably." He whispered back. You could feel his breath on your own lips and you forgot to breathe.

"Spence," you said softly.

"Yeah?"

"just kiss me already."

He wasted no time after that; he connected your lips with a fiery passion but still with an unimaginable softness also.

His tongue softly prodded your lips which you gladly accepted, opening up your mouth. He let his tongue dance with yours before retracting it and leaning away from you.

You were breathing heavily and so was he.

Your eyes still closed from the kiss, you took your hand back from his curls and let it rest on your side.

"You warm yet?" He asked, making you laugh.

"Pretty hot, actually."

BONUS:

"What's got you two all smiley?" Derek asked the next morning at breakfast. "You sleep THAT good?" He smirked.

"You wish, Derek." You replied.

"I slept on the floor, just like you." Spencer said.

Hotch and Rossi, who were watching from a little distance, were both already sevretly profiling you.

"They definitely kissed, didn't they?" Rossi said.

"Most definitely." Hotch replied.

Rossi smiled big. "Excuse my cursing, but fucking finally."

#fanfiction #fanfic #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #fluff #spencer reid fluff

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donutz · 2 months

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Dogday “x” reader

Summary||Not romantic, at all, but you do give DogDay his legs back ^_^

Going over to the eerie hall, you see a bunch of cells.

Spooky..

I hear.. footsteps? No, not Catnap’s. It’s someone else.

Considering this absolutely terrifying place, something’s gonna pop out at me. Alright before I almost get murdered I’m gonna go to that area that I didn’t check out.

Oh. They’re fading away.

I see a room. With a big paw in the middle. Well, like a paw pillow. You think this is where Catnap sleeps? There’s little Smiling Critters.

Cute. I just realized how adorable that is. Catnap sleepin here while little critters are above him. He’s still just a kitty.

Like 10 years ago..

Anyways I’m gonna go back.

I hear footsteps.. Again?

I go over to the last row a cells and— HOLY—

“You… You’re Poppy’s angel”.

I don’t want to exaggerate, but my mouth was WIDEE open. But I closed my mouth because that was pretty rude to do.

“Come to save us”.

I wanna do something but I’ll let him talk, not for long though, I can’t let DogDay be in anymore pain.

“Nothing left to save, not here”...

Lies, I could save you right now!!

“You’re in Catnap’s home, angel”.

Alright I’m done with you talking. I start, luckily since I used to mess with the toys, getting out my tools to start working.

Well, I find the sharpest one so I can cut the belts holding him up.

“Their home”.

“A million pairs of—”

I take one big swing at all of the belts, and fortunately they all snap! Of course I caught DogDay in time.

“I’m gonna make sure you’re okay, puppy.” I declare, not joking. Like 100%, DogDay is not dyin’ on me.

“But Angel I’ll only slow you down—”

“Lies”.

“The only thing I need to worry about is getting you safe, not you ‘slowing me down’!” I tried to sound a lot less annoyed, I’m not, at all. But I don’t want DogDay to burden himself even more.

I was also running from a bunch of small demons so yeah.

They were chasin’ me like they were tryna eat me alive!

No pun intended.

While I was speed crouchin’ through, there was little critters on the right side of me— I kicked them.

“Sorry little one!” I apologized, I didn’t feel fully bad but I still do because y’know! They’re still— a little bit like the bigger, original critters!

Barely.

Even though they kicked the smaller critters, they still apologized.. They really are an angel.

Finally making it out, I see three colored slides. I made a quick decision and decided to slide down the middle one.

Luckily that was the right one.

“Keep going angel, you’re doing good”..

DogDay is by far the best dog I’ve ever known.

I quickly switched my green hand to my purple hand and used the jump pad—

“Hold on”!

We made it on the platform and thankfully a metal door shut behind us, cutting off the smaller critters.

I pressed the button so we could go up, and waited.

“Angel, that was amazing! But why would you save me?” Wouldn’t it have been better if they left?

“Because I don’t want you to die. Plus, you didn’t slow me down. Also are you okay? Y’know, because of how much I was moving..?

“I'm alright Angel, are you”?

“I am completely fine! Physically”!

I gave him a smile, a real smile. Just so he doesn't think I'm lying.

“Plus, I'm really happy that I was able to get you outta there.”

Now, I just need to get the parts to rebuild him. I 100% do not mind doing that.

After some time, you were able to find a somewhat safe spot that was found by Poppy and Kissy.

And yes, you held DogDay the whole time. Like a little kid holding their stuffy.

You placed DogDay on the ground, he held himself up with his arms so you didn't need to worry too much.

“This might take a while, but the result will be worth it. Or not, depends on your opinion”.

“You reattaching my lower body will be worth it no matter how long it will take”.

I was a little surprised that he said that— he's still outgoing and kind after all these years…

I lifted my head and saw that he had a genuine smile— of course, I smiled back.

After— about two and a half hours I was done. My back is kinda sore but that doesn't matter.

“Okay, you wanna try sitting up”?

“Dog—”

There were visible stars in his eyes.

He was in awe because of my work, and gave me a hug. A really big hug.

“Thank you, Angel”...

“You've done so much for me, how could I ever repay you”...

While he was hugging you he stood up at the same time.

Omg he can walk!! I mean stand.

And Jesus he was tall, not 6’2 type stuff but he was like— 5’0! That's tall for a ‘toy’.

I hugged him back and we were there for a while.

I completely forgot he asked me something.

“Oh! Uhh, you do not need to repay me. But your way of repaying me is just being alive”.

“Promise”?

“... I promise Angel”.

#poppy playtime x reader #dogday x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral #poppy platime fanfic #poppy playtime #dogday #smiling critters #x gn reader #x reader

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soft-mafia · 7 months

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Take Me With You [Buggy x Reader] [Part 2]

warnings: fem reader, oc insert, age gap(reader is 19), smut, oral(fem receiving), cream pie

a/n: here’s part 2!! Hope you guys enjoy I made this one a little extra spicy🤭 I listened to Norman Fucking Rockwell while writing this is that means anything to you guys.

part 1

Once Buggy had hauled Y/n onto his ship, his crew began to gawk at her, thinking that their captain had taken something for himself while he was away.

Y/n felt the eyes on her, feeling a lot of the men eying her up.

Buggy rolled his eyes and put his hand on top of Y/n’s head, “Ok, ok everybody shut up!” Buggy shouted, “Here’s how this is gonna go, if I see any of you touching her, looking at her, or speaking to her, you’re getting thrown overboard. Does that sound good?” His crew had become even more silent, and Y/n could feel the lustful stares leaving her body, which gave her some relief.

“Ok. Great, everybody get back to work and let’s get out of this damn place.” Buggy sighed and grabbed Y/n’s forearm, dragging her in the direction of his quarters.

“Wait so I’m not allowed to talk to anybody on your crew?!” Y/n huffed at Buggy, expecting him to be protective but not overprotective. “Listen cupcake, you don’t know my crew, if those guys talk to you it’s safe to assume they’d wanna get in your pants.” He replied, shoving her into his room and closing the door behind himself, “Maybe after a while once they get used to seeing you, but not now.”

Y/n nearly toppled over due to how roughly he shoved her, but she quickly regained balance and looked around his room.

It wasn’t exactly how she pictured it would look like in her head.. it was, messy. Not a collected, organized mess, but literally messy.

She noted the empty and half empty bottles of booze on one of the tables, that probably been there for who knows how long. The bed wasn’t made, tins of grease paint scattered over a vanity along with dirty makeup brushes. She walked over to it, picking up one of the brushes, “You really need to clean these.”

Buggy walked over to her and took it out of her hand, setting it back where it was, “It’s fine, it’s just face paint.”

“Yeah, but like- bacteria build up.”

Buggy ignored her, jerking his coat off and then pulling his bandana off, letting his long blue hair fall gracefully down his back. He sighed as he raked his fingers through his scalp. Y/n couldn’t help but watch him— the way his muscles moved, his long hair that she actually never seen before until now. How did he get it all tucked in that bandana?

She set her backpack filled with all of her stuff down on his vanity chair, thankfully her bag was big enough to fit all of her clothes and other shit she got from the Going Merry.

“Ok princess, it’s been a while since I had a good nap, so I’m gonna crash for a while.. uh, don’t leave the room. Just.. I dunno keep yourself entertained.” Buggy grumbled, beginning to take his vest off; he didn’t know if he should strip completely down to his underwear like he usually did since Y/n was here.. so he decided to just keep his pants on.

“What- you’re just gonna sleep?” Y/n scoffed and crossed her arms.

Buggy looked at her as he tossed his vest to the ground, “Yeah, my head was in a— wet, sandy bag for the past few days, I think I deserve a nap.” He huffed, “You should’ve brought stuff to keep you busy, it’s not like I have any coloring books or fucking.. dolls or anything.”

“I did bring stuff, I brought all of my stuff.” Y/n said as she looked through her bag.

“Damn, you were prepared huh?” Buggy said as he walked over to her, looking down into her bag; he got interested upon seeing a sliver of what looked to be a a lacy bra.. but he didn’t bring it up.

He looked at Y/n, his eyes slowly drifting down to her cleavage, “What were you gonna do if I said no? You would’ve packed all this shit for nothing.” He began to imagine a sad looking Y/n, back on that straw hat’s ship putting all of her stuff back where it was if Buggy rejected her..

“I would’ve just begged you until you said yes.” Y/n looked up at Buggy, god he was so handsome with his hair down, the way he looked down at her with those gorgeous eyes were making her swoon all over again.

She could look at him and admire him all day if she could.

Buggy however, didn’t want her looking at him for more than 2 seconds, he slowly turned his gaze away once his eyes met hers; Buggy knew if she looked at him for longer than that, seeing all of his flaws, ragged stubble, his damn nose. He knew whatever little “fantasy” she had of him would quickly fade upon seeing how repulsive and hideous he was. He already felt a bit uneasy being shirtless, seeing her look at his hairy chest; did she not like what she saw?! I mean she was the one who decided to run off with a grown ass man she should know what a man’s body looks like, why was she staring so much?!

Why couldn’t she be happy with that blonde waiter boy? Or that fit looking swordsman? Or that kid making the bomb.. whatever that kid’s name was.

Why him of all people? A bitter, hideous clown with an equally hideous nose.

“Begged me? Am I that worth it, hot stuff?” Buggy scoffed and laughed before going over to his bed and flopping down, sighing as he rested his arms behind his head.

“I think you’re more than worth it.” Y/n giggled and walked over to sit beside his laying body, looking down at his abs, her eyes drifted towards his happy trail. Having his body here was much better than just having his head. There was so much more to look at and admire she felt like she was about to explode. She laid down beside of Buggy, snuggling into his side.

Y/n brushed some strands of his hair away so she could rest her head on his chest. Buggy’s eyes widened a little bit, “You gonna sleep with me?” He chuckled, then mentally cringed at the phrasing he used.

“I mean there’s nothing else to do.. you don’t want your crew flirting with me so I can’t really leave.” She giggled, then traced Buggy’s collar bone with the tip of her finger, she then noticed his necklace; it wasn’t anything fancy but it looked like a silver coin, “Where’d you get this from?” Y/n asked with curiosity, gently holding the silver pendent between her fingers.

“I saw it on some old geezer one day and thought it looked flashy.” Buggy looked down at Y/n, eyeing her up once more; not with lust but genuinely trying to examine her. This was.. way too suspicious for him. Why was this attractive, young woman clinging onto him? She wanted to beg to come with him, she said she felt safe with him.

This couldn’t just be due to the fact he was a bit of a sweet talker while she took care of his severed head. Y/n had to have an ulterior motive.. this had to be some kind of.. scheme!

A scheme from that damn straw hat!! They wanted to use one of the pretty girls on their crew to catch him off guard? Give him a false sense of security? Yeah right. Buggy wasn’t going to be so trusting with this girl.

Y/n let go of the necklace and rested her arm over his chest, her eyes moved up towards the window, watching the bright blue sky and the clouds. She looked like a puppy, like a small, helpless animal. There was no way this wasn’t a trap of some sort.

Buggy furrowed his brows and sat up suddenly, making Y/n sit up as well, “Ok, enough with the damn puppy dog eyes.. what the fuck are you playing at here?!” Buggy growled, grabbing Y/n’s neck, holding under her jaw.

“What the hell are you talking about?!” Y/n gasped slightly, looking up at Buggy with wide eyes.

“You can’t possibly be serious?!” Buggy huffed, “Why did you come here? I had every intention to kill you and the rest of those kids, and now you’re just.. rubbing up on me and looking at me with those damn eyes— STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT, GAH!!” Buggy growled and pulled away, standing up from the bed. He put his hands over his face.

Those puppy dog eyes, they’re really going to kill him.

“You’re planning something. You and Shanks’ kid, you guys are trying to punk me, aren’t you?” Buggy looked back at Y/n, rage in his eyes.

Y/n felt a shiver go down her spine, she shook her head, “N-No?? Who’s Shanks? I’m not planning anything, I don’t even know what you’re talking about!”

Buggy stared at Y/n for another moment, glaring angrily, examining her but he just couldn’t understand why.

“I mean, yeah you were going to kill me but.. I thought that, when we spent time together and I took care of you, we kind of..” Y/n looked down, trying to find the right words to say, “Forgot about all of that, I guess.”

“I don’t get it.” Buggy looked away, shaking his head, he put a hand over his eyes before grumbling and looking back at her, “It doesn’t make sense, why me? I’m old enough to be your father!! And I’m not that easy on the eyes-”

“What are you talking about?! You’re gorgeous!” Y/n interrupted, taking Buggy off guard, “You’re the handsomest guy I’ve ever seen!”

“And promised you’d take care of me.” Y/n whispered, looking down at her lap. Buggy’s eyes widened slightly.

Y/n had Buggy’s head sitting on her shelf while she got changed out of his view. “-I mean, what makes a pretty girl like you want to be a pirate.”

Occasionally Buggy would turn around to get a peek; quickly turning away when Y/n would check to see if he was looking, “Because trust me sweetheart, it’s not that glamorous.”

“It’s not the whole pirate thing I’m thrilled about,” Y/n said, finally changed into her sleeping clothes which was just a silk tank top and black micro shorts, “I just wanna go out and see the world.” She fixed her hair in the mirror, making sure it was ok for her to sleep on it.

Buggy couldn’t help but roll his eyes, but it was more of a playful eye roll. As generic as that sounded, and as much as he wanted to be bored.. there was a charm to this little girl. It was also cute how she pranced around, prettifying herself for sleep of all things.

“You know how many people say that but then chicken out once they get out on sea? I got kids wanting to run off and join the circus thinking it’s all sea shanties and shit, but then panic and throw themselves overboard after one rogue wave.” Buggy laughed, it was morbid but.. a guy like him found it hilarious.

“Well, I’m not a kid.” Y/n turned around to look at Buggy, her hands on her hips, “And I’m not afraid of waves, I can take care of myself just fine.”

Buggy eyed Y/n up and down, smirking a bit, “Oh yeah? I can take care of you even better, cupcake.” He grinned, telling himself he was just buttering her up, but damn if he had his body he’d probably already plowed her by now. Y/n’s eyes widened, noticeably getting flustered over his shift in tone; it was deep, gruff, the way he looked at her wasn’t helping either.

“If you want.. you can put me between your legs and we can have some fun.” Buggy snickered, “I know I’m just a head but my mouth can work wonders, baby.”

Buggy sucked in an inhale, then smacked his lips together as he looked so the side, “I did say that didn’t I..” his teeth clenched before he looked back at her, “I mean I didn’t promise it, but I did say that.”

“Well I took it as a promise.” Y/n huffed, looking off to the side with a pout.

“Just because you took something as a promise, doesn’t mean it’s a promise, sweetheart. You’re gonna get your heart broken if you keep doing that.” Buggy sighed and walked back over to her, standing at the edge of the bed in front of her.

There was a good silence before Y/n spoke up again.

“So.. everything you said back there, was a lie?” Y/n whispered. Buggy sighed and held the side of her face, then turned it so she could look up at him, “I mean, not all of it.” He said, in that same deep, rough voice that drove her wild.

“You’re really a pretty girl Y/n. You shouldn’t be with someone like me. I don’t know why you want to, but the fact that I got you so whipped over me because of one interaction is kind of weird.”

“You were literally talking about how you wanted to fuck me!! What did you expect?!” Y/n frowned at him.

“Ok look, the first couple of times I was just trying to tick you off!! It’s not like I planned to have you falling for me.” It was the truth, as soon as Sanji handed his head off to Y/n, he knew he could take advantage of the situation. Saying creepy shit to the pretty girl on the crew, making her uncomfortable.. he never expected her to imprint on him like a fucking duckling.

Maybe he did a bit too much when Y/n accepted those advances but.. she was cute and it turned him on, he couldn’t help himself.

“Then you should know better than to flirt with people!” Y/n crossed her arms.

Buggy rolled his head back as he rolled his eyes, he groaned before looking back down at her, “Alright, alright, I’m sorry.” He said, albeit in a sort of mocking tone, but he was sorry, “Anything I can do to make it up to you?”

Y/n looked down, eyeing at Buggy’s belt area for a moment before looking back up at him, “Um..” she felt heat rise to her cheeks; back on the boat she did think about putting Buggy’s head between her legs.. but she was way too nervous too. Even now that the man had his body, it made her even more nervous.

“Hm?” Buggy hummed quietly, his thumb rubbing back and forth gently across her cheek. He knew she wanted something.. he wanted her to spit it out.

“I can take you up on that offer.. putting your head between my legs.” Y/n looked down, her thighs pressing together as she spoke quietly, like she was embarrassed to say those words— which she was. Embarrassed and so nervous.

Buggy smirked widely, he rubbed Y/n’s cheek before patting it gently, “You want that? Alright. Lay down, princess.”

Y/n was laying flat on the bed now, Buggy loomed over her, he tilted his head and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her, sucking on her top lip before moving down, his hands traveling down with him until he got between her legs. He pulled off her shorts, then her panties and tossed them off the bed.

He spread her thighs wide, his large hands gripping them. Buggy admired Y/n’s pussy, how it was already dripping wet, those pretty little folds and that nice clit.. his boner pressed into his pants and made him groan under his breath.

Buggy leaned down, his nose pressed to her clit as he reached his tongue out and began to lick long stripes into her pussy. Y/n shivered, legs trembling which made Buggy’s grip on them tighten.

Y/n turned her head to the side to bury them into the pillows, muffling her moans and whimpers into them. Buggy grunted softly and moved his hand up to jerk Y/n’s face away from the pillows, “Let me hear you, baby.” Buggy grumbled into her pussy, moving his lips upward to suck and lap at her clit. Y/n trembled, whimpering and moaning loudly as Buggy held her face right up.

Buggy’s hands slowly slid to Y/n’s sides, thumbs gently placed under her breasts as he sucked on her pussy. Damn this was good. Truth be told he hadn’t gotten any action since he was.. I don’t know, 21? And it was only one time on his birthday with a drunk hooker.. he barely even remembered it, he was too busy being a captain now to even focus on sex, just jacking himself off into a rag whenever he needed that kind of relief.

He began to feel more grateful for having Y/n here now, he wouldn’t have to waste hand towels anymore when he could just shoot his load into her.

The thought of Y/n being his personal fuck doll made him harder, he was practically humping his boxers at this point, her pussy tasted amazing; the perfect combo of sweet and salty, nice and juicy like he wanted it.

He squeezed her sides lightly and made Y/n let out a loud mewl. Buggy groaned and grunted as he humped the blankets while sucking her pussy. “A-Aaahh~!! Aahh!” Y/n threw her head back, her pussy clenched and fluttered, she never realized how sensitive she was until Buggy started eating her out. She was trembling all over, already about to cum.

Buggy was groaning and huffing like a dog into her pussy, licking up all of her juices, sucking on her clit. He growled deeply, wanting to pound her into his mattress until the ship sank.

Y/n let out a loud yelp and came hard on Buggy’s tongue, squirting a bit and getting her juices on him. “A-Ahh~ s-sorry..” Y/n looked down at Buggy, seeing the lower half of his face was soaking wet, dripping off of his stubble.

He wiped it off with his hand after licking some off of his lips before chuckling, “What are you sorry for, sweetheart?” He smirked, sitting up on his knees and nestling himself between her legs, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

Y/n blinked slightly, “What are you doing? I already came..” She asked breathlessly. “Yeah? Well I haven’t even gotten my dick wet, sweetheart.” Buggy mumbled, his words made Y/n’s belly tingle with that aroused feeling again, “So just lay back and let daddy take care of you.” He winked at her before freeing his dick from his pants. Y/n eyes widened slightly as she looked down at it, it was huge; bigger than expected. Oh god.. “Is that gonna fit?”

Buggy paused for a moment, looking at Y/n before laughing loudly, gently slapping her inner thigh as he laughed, “Of course it’s gonna fit. Aww, that’s cute.” Buggy chuckled, breathing out before slapping his cock against her wet pussy, “And if it doesn’t, I’ll make it fit.” His voice went deep and husky again, the sudden change of tone made Y/n shiver in arousal.

Buggy groaned deeply when he pushed his cock deep into Y/n. Her back arched as she let out a loud yelp; it was so huge, he was filling her up so well, stretching her out, tip kissing her cervix. “Mmmm-!!” Y/n whimpered, her hips trembled. Buggy let out another groan and rocked his hips back and forth, holding Y/n’s legs up as he did so, “That’s a good girl, see? Fits like a glove.” Buggy laughed through a grunt, his voice gravelly as he began to thrust.

She was so tight, damn it felt good cramming his dick in there. Buggy’s abs clenched as he plowed into her, making the bed creak underneath them. Y/n was moaning so loudly; his crew could probably hear but that’s exactly what Buggy wanted. Just a little kink of his.

Y/n gripped the pillows beside her head and whined, twitching, whimpering and moaning. Buggy squeezed Y/n’s legs, “Yeah that’s it, let it all out, tell everyone who owns you.” Buggy growled, thrusting faster into her. Y/n looked up at Buggy; his body casted a shadow over hers from the light shining in from the window.

“B-Bugggyyy!!” Y/n moaned out, legs trembling in his grip as burning pleasure took over her body. “Don’t you dare cum yet, I just stuck my dick in you, you little shit.” Buggy growled, sending a mix of both fear and arousal through Y/n. His tone was so demanding and dominant— and he was so handsome looming over her, she was going nuts.

Y/n squirmed, trying to hold it in, but she was so sensitive and he was stretching her out so much. Buggy tilted his head back and thrusted rougher into her. “B-Buggy.. B-Buggy please..!”

“Wait.” Buggy growled, looking down at Y/n’s tits, the way they bounced as he fucked her; she was probably the hottest girl he’d ever seen. “You wanted this cock, baby.. You were gonna beg me for this cock.” Buggy grunted, “Don’t be going ‘pleaseeee’ at me. Lay there and take my fucking dick like a good girl.”

Y/n moaned at his words, she was trembling all over, so close to spilling over and cumming. “Aa-Aahhh~!” She couldn’t hold it in anymore, she gasped loudly as she came around his cock, her pussy clenching and fluttering. The sudden tightness made Buggy hunch forward and groan deeply in pleasure.

He let out a guttural, primal sound as he plunged harder into her, “We’ll work on that.” Buggy huffed out, his words almost drowned out from the wet sounds of skin slapping skin and the loud squeaks coming from the bed.

It wasn’t long before Buggy was grunting louder, teeth bared and eyes screwed shut, every muscle in his body twitching as he came into Y/n, cumming deep inside of her pussy and filling her up. Y/n was whimpering, moaning and panting heavily, she could barely keep her eyes open.

Buggy groaned and flipped his long hair to the side to keep it from falling over his face. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling with every breath. “Fuck..” he groaned and pulled out, watching his cum leak from her pussy, he glanced at Y/n, spreading her thighs a bit, “You ok?” He asked breathlessly.

Y/n looked up at Buggy and nodded, “Mhm..”

Buggy smirked and gently patted her thigh, “Good girl.” He flopped down on the bed beside of her, sighing heavily, “Right.. about that nap.” He sighed, then turned over with his back facing Y/n. He was exhausted to say the least.

Y/n whined and wrapped her arm around him, “You’re not gonna at least cuddle with me?! This is horrible aftercare!!”

“Jeez alright!!” Buggy chuckled and turned to face Y/n, suddenly encasing her in his strong arms, holding her close to his chest and pressing his lips against the top of her head, giving her kissing and lightly scratching her with his stubble. “Are you gonna be this needy when you’re with me?” Buggy joked.

Y/n snuggled against Buggy’s hairy chest, her arm still wrapped around him as his scent invaded her nose, “Mmm, maybe.” She giggled up at him, “If you don’t take care of me like you promised.”

#one piece #one piece buggy #buggy one piece #buggy the clown #buggy x reader #buggy the clown x reader #one piece x reader #buggy x y/n #buggy x you #buggy smut #one piece live action #opla buggy #opla

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nickfurysrighteye · 4 months

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college au!chase davenport x fem!reader

summary: you're a college student. you go on a date with adam, the campus' fuckboy, but you didn't know he had a brother...

cw: kinda nsfw!! swearing, mentions of sex/hooking up, heavy make out in a public place, you and chase get reaaally touchy, adam's an asshole (sorry adam). that's it :)

a/n: part 2 here!! this is not what i was going for when writing another chase x reader but i thought "fuck it, chase smut"

minors do not interract!!

"y/n guess what, this guy at the party yesterday told me he saw you on campus and wanted to ask you out so i told him we're roommates and he gave me his number." your roommate says, the morning after she went to a frat party.

"wait really? what's his name?" you reply with a mix of surprise and excitement in your voice.

"adam davenport"

"oh my god that fuckboy wanted my number?!" you say, kind of disappointed. frat guys weren't really your type and adam was definitely the complete opposite of what you want in a guy. he is known on campus for two things: his parties and being a total asshole to girls.

"i don't want anything to do with him, especially after my last relationship, i don't need a guy like that."

"you don't have to date him, what you need is a rebound to forget your ex. go out with him, hook up and then leave, that's what he does anyway." your friend's plan wasn't that bad, you take it into consideration.

"to be fair, adam is kinda hot and i do need a rebound..sure i'll text him, why not."

adam didn't live on campus, he had a small apartment downtown his father paid for so he didn't have to live in the dorms. after a bit of texting he asked you to come over to his place. you didn't expect much from this date, your idea was to follow your roommate's plan and you made sure to look your best in order to go through with it.

"hey, come on in." adam says opening the door for you. the apartment was small but tidy. you enter the apartment and make your way into the living room, which was an open space including the kitchen. sitting at the kichen island was a brunette guy with a black long sleeve tshirt, focused writing something on his laptop. he looks away from the screen the moment he hears your voice.

"hi, I'm y/n."

"oh, he's my brother, chase. we're roommates, don't pay attention to him."

"you're in college too, chase?" you ask.

"yeah i'm a physics major." he looks at you and slightly smile, a small dimple forming on his cheek.

"no way i'm a physics major too, how come i've never seen you at the lectures?"

"getting noticed by girls is not his strong suit. why don't we go to my room, we can watch a movie." adam says quickly, trying to get you away from his brother. it was clear he wasn't supposed to be there but adam couldn't do anything about it.

instead, you get closer to chase "what are you working on?"

"i'm writing a paper on the poly-exclusion principle. it's weird, usually the girls adam brings home don't do this much talking. they aren't physics major either. " he stops writing and leans a bit onto the table to get closer to you. he looks at you with that slight smile. his eyes were like watercolors, brown blue and green swirling together, framed by the fair mauve color of the skin underneath. he wasn't getting as much sleep as he should be.

you want to reply but his beauty his mesmerizing. his ruffled brown hair, his rosy lips, his hands, which had a dash of red on the knuckles from the cold weather. you just can't look away.

"ok that's enough small talk, let's go y/n" adam interrupts your brief conversation, taking you by the arm and slowly leading you to the corridor.

"if you're going to have sex please be quiet. i have a lot of work to do." chase says loudly as the two of you walk away.

how many girls does he bring home? do i really wanna be just a number? you think as you walk into adam's room. you start to reconsider your plan, you aren't so sure you want to hook up with him anymore.

adam's laptop is set on the bed, a movie playing in the background. you're making out but it's not leading anywhere, too many thoughts going through your head.

"so...you wanna hook up or..?" adam pulls away from the kiss.

"uhh..i-"

adam stops you mid sentence "it's ok if you don't, but if we're not gonna do it then imma ask you to leave."

"what?" his audacity baffles you.

"yeah imma be honest, that's the only reason i asked you out so if you're not cool with that there's no reason to keep this going. i actually have another girl i gotta call-"

"oh my fucking god you cannot be serious." you stand up, hastily gather your things and head to the door.

"what? i said i was gonna be honest." adam says suprised.

"listen i knew you were famous for one night stands but jesus fucking christ have some tact!" you open the front door and leave, swinging it close behind you.

"byee! have a good night!" chase shouts, sitting in the same spot with his eyes glued to the screen. "well that's a first! she was nice."

"fuck off chase."

the next day you decided to spend the afternoon studying at the campus' library. you arrive later than you usually do and hope to still find a good spot. after a some wondering around you see a familiar figure sitting at a table with a laptop open. the brown haired boy from the previous night sitting at the table alone, you walk over to him.

"hey, chase, right?" you remembered his name, matter of fact you thought about him a lot after leaving adam's apartment, there's something about him that just pulls you in you can't help it.

"hey, good to see you here." he smiles again, this time showing his pearly white teeth.

"mind if i sit here with you?"

"no, not at all."

"how's the paper turning out?" you pick the the seat right across him.

"It's driving me insane, i think i spent so much time writing it I'm starting to show signs of severe sleep deprivation. how about you? what are you studying?" he rubs his tired eyes and run his fingers through his already messy hair. that boy seriously needs to sleep.

"i'm just going over some course material. I've missed a couple lectures, not that the professor knows how to teach this stuff anyway." you say as you take out your books and laptop out of your bag.

"i can help you out if you want." he leans a bit to see what material you're going to revise.

"that would be great, actually. thank you so much."

a few hours go by and now the room you're in is basically empty, the only sound filling the deep silence is the quiet mormouring of you and Chase talking. the two of you are now sitting next to eachother, not really studying, you gave that up around half an hour ago.

"by the way i'm so sorry about adam, he can be a real asshole sometimes."

"don't worry about it. if i knew he had a brother i wouldn't have gone out with him." a light chuckle leaves your mouth as you finish your sentence, then you realize the words you just pronounced. you turn your eyes upon chase and see him with his head lightly tilted, a smirk on his face and his watercolored eyes gazing at you with a glimpse of amusement. he chuckles.

"i'm sorry, that was weird. forget i said that. what i meant was adam's not my type anyway." an even worse feeling washes over you, god why can't i just shut up your thoughts are interrupted suddenly by chase's low and soft voice.

"what's your type then?" so many words fill up your thoughts but none are coming out. you stare at his lips, his soft, plum, roseate lips that had a blood colored aura in the center. you want to know what it's like to kiss them, to bite them, to feel them all over you, to feel them brush against your neck as he whispers sweet words to you.

you don't say anything, your body leans closer to him and you slowly close your eyes, all of a sudden you feel your lips meeting with chase's for a quick moment. your eyes open again and your faces are inches apart. chase places carefully a hand on your cheek and gently places his lips back on yours. he moves with such care it seems if he kisses you any harder you're going to break. he kisses you so tenderly it sends chills down your spine. he's so gentle and warm, it's like cold was the only thing your body has ever known until he touched you and heated you up.

he brushes his tongue against your lower lip and haltingly pushing it into your mouth, making your tongue swirl together. you felt your body get even hotter, your heart starts to race, his tongue felt so good you didn't want the kiss to end. his hands start to wonder down your body, feeling every curve, caressing you, studying your shape with his fingertips. his hands go down until they reach your hips, then they slowly make their way back up. he stops right underneath your breasts. your body's craving more of his touch. you need to feel him. all of him. you move one of his hand up and he cups one of your breasts squeezing it, making you moan softly into the kiss. your sweet sounding moan makes his lungs clench and cheeks burn. as he starts to lightly circle around your nipple with his thumb your hands travel up his thighs and get closer to his groin. his pants are getting tighter.

just like that chase pulls away from the kiss and moves his hands away. "we're in public, i think we went a little too far."

you laugh, "yeah i- uh, i think so." you don't care, truth be told if it were for you, you'd be bent over the table with your pants pulled down and chase pumping his dick into you. you couldn't care less about someone accidentally seeing you, you need more of his touch. you've never craved anything more than this. you need him.

"It's getting late, we should go." chase starts to gather his things. "we- uh, we should study together again...sometimes."

"yeah, sure uh...here..take this." you rip a piece of paper from your notebook, write your number on it and hand it to him. "text me, or call me or whatever you want." you pack your things.

"sure i'll see you at the lecture, goodnight." chase leaves and as he walks out of the library he looks at the small piece of paper.

"adam's gonna kill me"

a/n: thanks for reading <33 PART 2

#lab rats #chase davenport #chase davenport x reader #chase davenport x fem!reader #lab rats chase #labrats #lab rats x reader

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arminsumi · 8 months

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i’ve had this dumb idea in my head for weeks where you really wanna dye ur hair blonde so you ask gojo what toner he uses to get his hair so perfectly white & how many times a month he has to bleach his roots and he’s like 🤨 wtf do u mean? and then he shows you his eyes for the first time and you see his white eyelashes and ur like HUH?

if this request is dumb don’t worry abt writing it 😭

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱

GOJO x gn.reader

A/N: I THOUGHT ABT THIS REQ ALL DAY and just gave in and wrote it at 1 am instead of sleeping lol😭❤️ tysm anon bb i love ur mind

Wc: >700

Content; cheesy-ish fluff

Warnings; some flirting, nickname sweetheart used, a little suggestive at the end

arminsumi's library

He was in his office, making it seem like he was dedicated to his hard work by shuffling around important-looking documents across his desk. He totally wasn't doing a crossword puzzle out of boredom. He totally wasn't ecstatic to see his favorite student stop by his office.

"Gojo!"

"Nuh-uh, address me properly, sweetheart."

You rolled your eyes, not realizing that he could see right through that silken black fabric wrapped around his head. But because you were his favorite, he let your cute little eyeroll slide.

"Gojo-sensei." you corrected.

"Mmm?" he hummed as if to ask: what is it?

"So, I wanna dye my hair — and before I do, I wanna talk to you about it."

Awww, that flattered him so much. His heart lurched. "Oh? What color?"

"Blond — maybe platinum."

He imagined it for a moment, then replied. "Blond would look good on you, but I like your hair as it is..."

"Yeah yeah!" you waved dismissively at his compliment, not registering it as such. "so, what toner should I use?"

"Uhhh — I don't know?"

"Well what toner do you use? Your hair always looks pristinely white, seems like you know how to maintain the color right. Does it cost a lot? And, can bleaching make my hair fall out? Oh, do you use special shampoos too? And, how often do you have to bleach your roots?"

Through this flood of confusing questions that you dumped on him all at once, his face just said... what are you on about lol

"I don't dye my hair..."

"What...?"

He let out a little chuckle.

"Come here. Lemme show you something."

You confusedly drew closer to where he sat with his one leg crossed over the other. The noon light illuminated the drifting dust behind him, backlighting his fluffy mess of hair.

"Closer, closer — don't be shy now." he encouraged with a playful sultriness.

This was definitely the closest you had been to him. Excepting that one time he engulfed you in a welcome-back hug at the airport.

"Lift my blindfold up." he commanded simply.

"What?" You blushed. You blushed WILDLY.

He chuckled as if he was a cheeky high school boy playing a prank.

"Just lift it up."

So you slowly — very slowly — slipped a timid finger under his blindfold, your skin feeling ignited as it glided across the soft, warm skin of his cheekbones.

Taking his blindfold off felt like... well, it's an inappropriate comparison, but it felt like you were undressing him. He could feel your energy flowing more turbulently — ahem, in other words, he could feel you getting more nervous because of this situation that he threw you into.

It was laughable how dramatically everything stopped when you peeled up his blindfold.

Blue. No, an infinite blue. You felt like you fell into his irises. Oh... and also, you noticed... white lashes and white brow hairs. Huh.

"Woah... woah that's..."

"All natural, baby." he grinned like a jackass.

It was hard to form a coherent thought because of those eyes.

"I see... so... 'guess I'll just go ask someone else about toner and stuff." you said laughingly.

"Mhm."

You had a question on the tip of your tongue. One obvious and stupid, but you surprisingly hadn't asked it before.

"Can you see through your blindfold...?"

"Obviously. You didn't know that?" He chuckled.

You felt your cheeks sear with blush. The heat reached your jawline and ears. That was so embarrassing for some reason.

"I'm so sorry about the eyerolls."

"I'll let it slide, 'cause you're my favorite student." he winked.

Whatever mush was left of your brain completely evaporated when he winked at you. Your teacher just giggled like a cheeky teenager and lowered his blindfold again.

When you were about to leave his office for the store before closing time, you stopped at the door and looked back at him.

"So... wait a minute..."

"Hm?" he hummed.

"If you can see through your blindfold... then can you see through my — never mind!"

You stopped mid sentence and scampered away like a mouse. Gojo just roared with a hearty laugh and lightly blushed. He never did answer that question.

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youaintnothinbuta · 6 days

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“Hey now, don’t you start questioning me too.” — Elvis Presley x reader

Summary: your mama is pretty insistent (in a loving, supportive way) on you and Elvis making it serious and going steady with him, but you’re not at that point yet. His is too, and you talk about it on the phone after you hang out.

Pairing: Elvis or Austin!elvis x reader

Word count: 600

Warnings: fluff!! Probably typos though SORRY

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You had just gotten home from your evening with Elvis, the warmth of your home chasing away the chill of the cold evening. With a contented sigh, you shrug off your coat and hang it neatly on the rack.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Your dad called to you from the living room, hearing you come in. Both of your parents were sitting on the couch watching tv.

“Hi mama, hi daddy.” You replied cheerfully, kicking your shoes off by the door before going to the living room to join them.

“I put your clean washing on your bed, darling, it just needs to be put away.” Your mom informed you with a warm smile.

“Oh, thank you,” you replied gratefully.

“Not a problem. Are those flowers by your bed from Elvis?” she inquired with a knowing smile.

“Yeah, they are,” you smiled, feeling a blush creep up on your cheeks.

“What’s the occasion? Did we forget your birthday?” Your dad teased, playfully.

You laughed, “no occasion. Just because, I guess.”

“Mmm,” your mother hummed, “are you two going steady then?” She prodded further.

“Mom! No.” You rolled your eyes blithely.

“Oh, well, I’m sure he’ll ask you soon. How was your date, anyway?” Your mom teased you some more, as you sunk down on the couch beside her.

“It wasn’t really a date, we were just hanging out.”

“Did he kiss ya? That’s a date if he did.”

“Mama stop!” Your cheeks burnt bright red, “enough with the questions,” you say, trying to deflect her curiosity. “I promise, if anything changes between me and Elvis, you’ll be the first to know.”

Your mom laughs, a knowing glint in her eye. “Oh, I’m sure I’d find out sooner or later,” she says with a nudge. “His mama and I have a way of keeping each other informed.”

You shake your head, unable to suppress a smile at the thought of the close bond between your two families. Despite the teasing and the questions, you know that your parents only want the best for you, and their support means the world to you.

Later that night you sat in bed, on the phone to Elvis.

You leaned back against your pillow, “Oh, she’s relentless! Next she’ll wanna know what color panties I wear, and how many minutes we spend making eye contact,” you joked, recounting the evening’s playful interrogation to Elvis.

He chuckled softly on the other end of the line, “mine wan’t much better. Mama keeps hollering and nagging at me.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the image. “Well, what did you tell her?” you pressed, unable to resist the temptation to know.

“Hey now, don’t you start questioning me too,” Elvis teased, his voice filled with mock indignation, “I just told her ‘When the time’s right, whatever happens will happen.’”

Your heart twisted a little at his vague response, but you chose to ignore it. The two of you chatted for a while longer, exchanging stories and sharing laughter over inside jokes. Eventually, though, it was time to say your goodnights.

“I wish I could be there with you right now,” Elvis murmured softly, his voice filled with sincerity.

“I know, Elvis. I wish you were here too,” you replied, feeling a pang of sadness.

It was hard to get to sleep that night. You couldn’t stop thinking about that vague, non-answer he gave. You really were hoping he’d give you a hint that he did want something serious with you. Eventually though, you managed to drift off, your overthinking tiring you out.

Little did you know, he was very purposeful in leading you astray, not wanting you to have the slightest idea he was planning on making it official very soon.

Anyone up for a part 2 where he asks you to go steady finally??

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soursturniolo · 6 months

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Surprise • Chris Sturniolo

pairing: chris sturniolo/fem!reader

summary: you surprise chris with some lingerie in a certain color

tags: curvy reader, chris loving curves but being an ass man (are we surprised? no.) chris calling the reader mama a couple times, daddy kink bc we know this mf likes that, lingerie, oral, fingering, sex, unprotected sex (this is fiction, pls wrap before you tap it irl), light breeding kink if you squint

NSWF CONTENT BELOW! THIS IS YOUR WARNING.

Chris had been so busy over the last two weeks. Him and his brothers had been working nonstop on prerecording and organizing for their tour. Because of this, it’s been a while since we were last intimate, besides a couple of risky photos I had sent to tease him about a week ago.

Tonight that was changing. He was coming over to my apartment after finishing the last car video they were prerecording. As I waited, I started to get ready. Fresh out of the shower, shaved and exfoliated so my skin would be super soft and smooth, I smiled to myself as I looked at what I was about to put on. I had recently gotten a little present for him as a surprise. It was a lacy lingerie set in his color, orange. The lace was sheer, and left little to the imagination. I normally don’t go for underwear like this, but I wanted to get something extra pretty and special for my man. The set showed off my curves beautifully. The lacy panties were cheeky, showing off my ass which I knew would have Chris drooling. He always loved how curvy I am, and made sure to remind me often that he loves a little something more to hold on to. The bra was a balconette style, which accented my chest wonderfully. The set made me feel so sexy, as it accented my assets and curves.

I didn’t want to be so obvious about my intentions when he arrived, so I threw on a pair of pjs on top of it. As I pulled on the old baggy fresh love shirt I was wearing with a pair of sleep shorts, I heard my front door to my apartment open. I had given Chris the spare key a couple weeks ago and it always made me smile when he used it to get in. It felt so domestic and cute that we both were so close and comfortable with each other.

I walked down the hall from my room to meet him in the living room with open arms. He smiled down at me and wrapped me in his embrace.

“Hey mama,” he said, giving me a squeeze, his hands low on my waist.

“Hey, how was filming?” I asked as one of my hands rubbed relaxing circles on his back and the other drifted into his hair. He hadn’t worn a hat tonight, which made me happy as it gave me easier access to his soft locks of hair. He looked so good tonight, wearing black sweats and a black tank.

“It was good, made a real funny car video for next week,” he told me.

“That’s good, have you eaten? Do you want me to make you something?” I ask.

“Yeah, we ate before filming so I’m good, just ready to lay down with you.” He tells me, leaning down to press his lips to mine softly.

I kissed him back, deepening the kiss. Our tongues met as you made out. My fingers gripped his hair lightly as I brought my other hand to his chest and then up to his jaw. One of Chris’s hands came up to cup the back of my head, while the other drifted down from my waist to give my butt a squeeze which made me laugh into the kiss.

“You’re so predictable” I laugh against him. He smiles against my lips as he gives my ass another squeeze.

“Not my fault you’re built like a goddess,” he says, before kissing across my cheek and jaw, kisses moving down to my neck, sucking softly. I move my head to the side, eyes drifting shut as I let out a soft sigh. His lips on my neck while his hands caressed my curves and behind felt so good. It had been so long since the last time we had sex I already felt myself getting wet, and Chris had barely done anything.

“Missed you, baby,” he whispers against my skin before resuming his opened mouth kisses pressing his hips against mine, making me feel how hard he is for me already.

“Wanna take you right here on the sofa, mama. Make you feel so good, baby,” he whispers huskily. His hand began drifting up my shirt, and before his hand could reach my bra I stopped him, grabbing his hand and moving it out of my shirt. I didn’t want to give away the surprise just yet.

At this, Chris pulled back, his eyebrows furrowed a bit.

“You okay, baby? I’m sorry, we don’t have to do anything tonight,” he checks in with me, making my heart warm. He’s secretly such a gentleman. I’m quick to reassure him that no, I very much want to.

“I want to, handsome. I’ve just got a surprise,” I tell him with a wink, grabbing his hand and pulling him to follow me to my bedroom. I sit him down at the end of my bed and stand between his spread legs.

“Close your eyes,” I whisper to him, giving him a peck on the lips.

“Yes, ma’am” he responds, closing his eyes and smiling as he hears me giggle.

I begin to remove my clothes, and the rustle of fabric makes Chris smirk.

“Think I’m going to like this surprise” he says, voice returning to that suggestive tone.

“I hope so,” I whisper, suddenly feeling a bit nervous as I stand there in barely anything now. Just me in the lingerie set, which doesn’t hide anything.

“Open your eyes, handsome,” I tell him.

His eyes drift open, meeting mine and blinking a few times, before they widen as they trail down from my face, down my chest to my hips and legs. I see his throat move as he swallows dryly.

“Fuck, mama,” he whispers hoarsely. The way his eyes cascade over my curves and how wrecked he sounds from just looking at me makes any insecurity I had evaporate.

I smile and do a little twirl, almost laughing when I hear him let out a groan when he catches a glimpse of my ass.

“God, baby,” he whispers, “you’re unreal.”

I smile as I come to face him again. His eyes still trail over me, like they don’t know where to look next, like he cannot get enough. He looks at me like he wants to devour me and it makes my heart pump loudly in my ears. I rest my hands on his shoulders and I move to straddle him, my knees resting on the bed on each side of his hips. I lower myself to where my core is resting on his throbbing hard on. We both let out breathy moans as our nether regions press together.

Chris’s hands move to caress my skin. His hands drift over my sides and hips, playing with the lace on my panties before coming down to grab my ass, a hand on each cheek as he pulls me to rock against him. I press my lips back to his and feel our tongues caress each other as I rock against him, grinding down on him. My hands drift down to grasp the hem of his tank, both of us only ceasing kissing long enough for us both to work together to yank it off of him. My hands run over his chest before drifting back up into his hair.

I let out a surprised squeak when Chris turns and practically tosses me up the bed, moving on top of me.

Chris trails kisses up my stomach, over the expanse of my chest and then up my neck, his hands roaming my thighs and ass, grabbing and massaging me.

He eventually comes up face to face with me. His pupils are blown wide and his breathing is a little heavy just as mine is.

“Can I eat you out, baby? Wanna taste you, you look so fucking pretty under me,” he whispers huskily.

“Please, daddy,” I beg. Chris moans lowly at this trailing kisses down my body before he comes to the waistband of my panties.

He gently grabs the waistband of my underwear, pulling them down my legs before throwing them off the bed. He lays between my legs, trailing kisses up my inner thighs before finally getting to where I want him most.

“So wet for me already baby,” he observes, giving my clit a soft kiss before really digging in. He starts by licking my clit softly, tongue caressing my clit and folds. I sigh out a soft moan, myfingers finding their way into his hair. Suddenly I feel a finger probing at my entrance, there but not quite entering me yet.

“Please,” I moan, legs falling open a bit wider for him. Chris’s lips leave my pussy, the opposite of what I want, making me whine softly.

“Tell me what you want, baby, I’ll give you anything you ask for,” Chris whispers, before diving back into eating me out.

“Want your fingers, daddy, please,” I beg softly, and are immediately rewarded with two of his long fingers pressing their way inside me, softly caressing my pillowy walls for a few strokes before angling up and rubbing almost constantly against that sweet spot inside of me.

He sucks harder at my clit as he finger fucks me, quickly bringing me to the edge. My legs clench around his head, which just encourages Chris to go rougher and faster. I’m moaning nonstop, back arching on the mattress as I finally reach my orgasm, crying out Chris’s name and gripping his hair tighter, pushing his face against me harder.

He easies me through my orgasm, removing his lips from my now sensitive clit and opting to leave kisses on my thigh, making his way up to my hip. His fingers slow to a stop inside of me before easing out gently. He kisses me once more above my mound before crawling back up to face me, smiling at my blissed out expression.

“How you feeling, baby?” He asks voice husky.

“Good, want you,” I whisper, voice breathy and soft.

“Want you too, baby,” he whispers back, quickly taking off his sweats and boxers. His hands are back on me quickly, lingering on my hips before caressing up my sides and under my back, his right hand going to the clasps of the bra I still had on.

“Can I take this off, mama? You looked so gorgeous all dressed up for me, but I just wanna see you now,” he asks as I feel him kiss at my neck and collarbones.

“Mhmm,” I sigh in agreement, still blissed out from my orgasm. Chris continues to kiss my neck and begin to nip and suck at the skin there as he skillfully unclasps my bra, pulling it off of me and throwing it in the same direction he had thrown my panties earlier.

“So pretty,” he murmurs as his hands come up to cup my breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. I bring my hands up and rest them over his hands, making him squeeze me a little harder. I feel his dick twitch against the inside of my thigh. I reach down between us both, gently grasping him in my hand, giving him a few tugs. I run my thumb over the tip, taking the precum that had seeped out and running it down his long and thick shaft. Chris moans lowly at my hand on him. He always said my hand always felt so much better than his own. Dainty but grasping firmly.

“wanna ride you, please?” I ask him, pressing kisses to his neck and chest.

“anything you want, baby,” he agrees. He moves to sit up against the headboard and I move on still shaky legs to straddle him, hands coming to rest on his shoulders to steady myself. His hands come up hold my hips to steady me. His hands are soft and warm as they give me a little squeeze.

I reach down between us both and grasp him, lining him up and quickly lowering myself all the way down to the hilt. I watch with hooded eyes as his jaw drops open with a broken low moan, his head falling back against the headboard as his grip tightens on my hips to the point I think I’ll have bruises tomorrow. I let out a whimper once I’m fully seated, pleasure and pain melting together at the burning stretch of taking him so quickly.

Chris’s chest heaves under my hands as he looks at me with blown pupils.

“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking tight,” he groans, voice husky.

“You’re so deep, Chris, feel so full,” I tell him, my voice sounding as wrecked as I feel.

“yeah? normally don’t take me so quick, you okay?” He asks quickly, wanting to check in. Normally we both took the first thrust in pretty slow, but this time I had done it pretty quickly. It had burned a bit at first, but it was worth it to see his reaction at the surprise. I smile at him checking in on me, leaning in to give him a soft kiss on the lips.

“I’m fine, but thank you for asking,” I say before leaning back in to give him a much slower kiss. It quickly became something hot and dirty, me basically cockwarming him as our lips and tongue moved together. I made yourself clench around him, causing him to let out a groan into the kiss, his hands tightening on my hips.

“If you keep doing that, im not going to be able to hold back,” he whispers against my lips.

“Don’t,” I tell him.

I gasp as he moves suddenly, repositioning us both so I’m on my back with him above me, he grips my hips as he begins to thrust into me. He pulls out nearly all the way each time, before thrusting back in. His left hand trails down from my hip to my thigh, pulling my leg up to wrap around him. The rhythm is fast and rough and the angle is so deep I feel like he’s in my throat every time he thrusts in to the hilt.

My nails dig into his shoulder blades as I cry out with each well-angled thrust, each time he presses against the bundle of nerves inside me that take my breath away. My eyes trail over his face, expression determined and full of pleasure.

One thrust is a little sharper than the others, making me cry out his name and throw my head back against the sheets as I wither in pleasure under him. Chris takes the opportunity to begin leaving open mouthed kisses on my neck, his lips and tongue caressing my skin.

“Feel so good under me, mama, taking me so well,” he whispers against my skin, making me whimper at the praise.

“Please,” I whine, tightening my leg around him, pulling him closer so he makes shorter thrusts, staying in me more now and only pulling out halfway before thrusting back in with each thrust. My arousal now seeps out, I’m dripping for him and all the pleasure he’s bringing me.

“So good and wet for me, baby, you close?” He asks huskily, his thrusts becoming more powerful, jarring my body a bit with each stroke. Wet sounds could be heard with every push in and out.

“Yes, yes, please don’t stop, daddy, please, want you to cum for me too, please cum in me daddy,” I beg him, voice high and whiny as I babble out pleads, drunk on him and the pleasure he’s giving me.

He groans at my words, leaning down so we’re pressed chest to chest as he continues, never ceasing his powerful and fast thrusts.

“Yeah, baby? Want me to fill you up? Mark you as mine, ruin you for anyone else, get you so full of me” he mutters against my skin

My stomach tightens and I moan as I feel myself getting closer. His right hand moves down between us both to rub tight circles on my sensitive clit in time with his thrusts, and after a few more seconds I’m a goner. My vision whites out for a second when I let go, a warm wave of pleasure working its way across my body from head to toe as I cum. I tighten around him, pussy pulsing and clenching around his length as my legs tighten around his hips holding him in place to the hilt. I cry out as my nails rake down his back in blinding pleasure.

At the same time, Chris groans, hips stuttering and jerking against me as he cums, overwhelmed by my warmth, wetness, and clenching around him. I sigh as I come down from my high, catching my breath as I look up at the man above me. My hands come up to caress his face and play with his hair softly as he also catches his breath. Chris turns his head to the side slightly to give my hand that was caressing his jaw a soft kiss as he pulls out of me.

He flops down on the bed beside me, taking me in his arms and kissing the top of my head.

“love you,” he murmurs.

“Love you too, pretty boy,” I answer. Then, I grimace a bit at feeling his cum beginning to dribble out of me. I loved when we didn’t bother with condoms, there wasn’t much of a point since we both are in a very committed relationship and I’m on birth control, but I hated the feeling of him leaking out of me.

Chris noticed and smirked, kissing the corner of my mouth as his hand trailed down between my legs. I feel two of his long fingers collect what had begun to dribble out of me, before pushing it back in. He fingers me slowly, fucking his cum back deep inside me, making me moan. His thumb rubs firm circles on my still sensitive and swollen clit. Before I even know it, I’m tumbling over the edge for the third time tonight, crying out Chris’s name in a broken moan. He works me through my high gently before pulling his fingers out of me.

Chris grabs the tissues from my bedside stand, making quick work of cleaning me up before he wipes himself down. Once he’s done, he’s grabbing my comforter, pulling it over the two of us as I rest against the pillows, eyes starting to drift shut. Chris lays down beside me under the covers and I immediately burrow my head into his chest, leaving a soft kiss there above his heartbeat as I drift to sleep cuddled in his arms.

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets fanfiction #chris sturniolo fic #chris sturniolo fanfiction #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo

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slimearchon · 10 days

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Pretending to flirt in gamer chat with gamer boyfriend Xiao x GN reader

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You had your headset on, and you fiddled with the mic a bit, nervous about the prank you were about to pull.

You were sitting on your couch, Xiao in the corner of the living room at his gamer desk playing a PC game. You had always been more of a console person, a black controller in your hand since elementary school.

You rarely talking in-game both a mixture of too shy and the fact that you game to relive stress not to elevate it.

You joined a Minecraft server and put down a good bad and had your friend Aether join the world under a fake gamer tag. He was using a voice changer so Xiao didn’t catch on too quick.

It made his voice lower and cool toned, not his regular high pitched bright tone.

“Hey how’s it going? Wanna build with me?” You asked into the mic, tilting your head away from Xiao because a smile was inching its way on your face.

“Cool. Nice to meet you, Kade. What do you like doing more? Collecting materials or stacking the blocks? Cool, me know if you want to switch and I’ll start collecting too.”

This raised your boyfriend brow but other than that he didn’t look over or turn in his seat. You nodded your head to your self.

You planned to ease into this prank. You played for another thirty minutes, laughing at some of the jokes Aether attempted to make.

The third time you burst out laughing Xiao turned his head at you, you noticed his screen light up on a recently killed background.

He mouthed, “Who are you talking to?” He tilted his head, the lamp light making his real eyes sparkle in the otherwise dark room.

You made it like you muted your mic but kept Aether aware that your prank was working. “No one just a rando I met today. He has the best jokes.” You repeated some of the ones he has told to see Xiao’s reaction.

All the jokes were Minecraft related and the only reaction your boyfriend gave was a slight narrow of his eyes and deadpan stare. Clearly not liking the jokes.

“I’m about done with my game. You want me to join?” He asked, his eyes looking at the boxy male character that showered you in building building blocks.

Usually he was your collector and you were the decorator.

“No, it’s fine babe! Play your game.”

“Okay.” He nodded his head slightly and returned back to his PC.

The final nail in the coffin was when your house was complete. “All right looks like all we need are the beds and some chests to fill the space. Let’s go hunt some sheep.”

A few minutes past, “I’m changing the bed color do you want me to do your too? Yeah, I have yellow dye. Okay cool. Here you go let me drop it for you.”

Xiao tilted his chair away from the pc and and eyes you with a piercing glare on his face. He saw you drop the yellow bed and then the rando put it right next to yours and laid down.

You didn’t bat an eye, simply laying down right beside him as your screen dimmed some.

“Babe I think you have had enough Minecraft for tonight.” Xiao said, turning off the Tv and leading you to the room. “Come on, bedtime.”

You giggled a bit as you were led of the bed and snuggled down against Xiao. “Only I get to lay in bed with you.”

You didn’t have to see his face, his pout was prevalent in his voice.

“Is someone jealous? It’s just a game.” You reassured him, smiling into the dark room and his adorable expression.

“Yes, you should only lay beside me in bed, in real life and virtual reality.”

You yawned, “I’ll be sure to remember that. Wouldn’t want my cute boyfriend upset.”

You planned to tell him about Aether’s role in the prank but snuggling up to your warm and soft boyfriend drifted you off to sleep.

He wasn’t pleased to find out about the prank when Lumine spilled the beans while y’all were out getting coffee before college classes.

#genshin impact #x reader #genshin impact x reader #gamer bf xiao #xiao x gn reader #xiao genshin #genshin fluff #xiao x reader

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jelicoxoxo · 7 months

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TWST CHARACTERS AS CATS

Summary: Your favorite had embarrassingly made a mistake in potionology class, which ultimately resulted in them turning into a cat! They hunt you down to care for them, escaping their usual routine for the day.

Warnings: N/A. Can be seen platonic or romantic, OC friendly. No proofread cause i’ll wanna delete it

A/N: Im cutting this into separate parts by dorms and in order

and good lord i barely had any idea what to do with trey but I PULLED THROUGH Y’ALL🙏

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(Heartslabyul) (Savanaclaw) (Octavinelle) (Scarabia) (Pomefiore) (Ignihyde) (Diasomnia)

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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

- the prettiest Siberian cat with the SOFTEST fur.

- He wasn’t even the one making the potion, some heartslabyul students messed theirs up and SPILLED it on him. You can imagine how pissed he was. He wanted to yell “off with your heads!” at the two that did it and everyone that laughed, but his magic was utterly useless as long as he was a cat. He hated it.

- The second class was over he was running out the classroom and down the hall, stressing poor trey over for a while until he gave up looking, but he didn’t know that Riddle had made his way straight to you.

- You assumed it was someone’s pet that somehow got on campus, noticing that he was to… clean… to be a stray. You gave him a name yourself, and best believe he gave you the most judgmental look every time you tried calling him by it.

- Matter of fact, he was extremely judgmental over everything. He refused to eat any of the cat food you offered him, but stared at you as you ate your own human food. This staring eventually turned into him pawing the air at your food, and he continued this until you made him his own bowl of whatever you had.

- Will be offended if you swat at him and say no.

- Doesn’t really like being picked up or carried, and wont sit in your lap unless you put him there. Usually he’ll jump out your arms after tolerating it for 5 seconds max, and leave your lap after 20.

-But when it was time for bed, you noticed how he curled up right beside you on your nightstand, which he felt it would be disrespectful to take advantage of his cat form and sleep beside you in your bed.

- It was funny seeing him fall off of it when he turned back, and even more when he tried explaining himself through stutters and a red face.

TREY CLOVER

- “Pleaasseee [Name]! He’ll behave, i swear!” Cater was literally begging you to watch trey after explaining the situation to you, to busy with assignments he “accidentally” let pile up.

- Trey was a shorthair calico, laying any and everywhere he could. He is taking advantage of this opportunity to sleep in as much as possible and escape having to do anything.

- you know the type of cat that sniffs your mouth and makes that horrified face afterwards? yeah, thats him. except he’s actually horrified and lost his ability to control his facial expressions (no he didn’t)

- Such a sweetheart outside of that, let you put a tie on him but thats it, wont sit still for you to do anything else.

- Not a talkative cat, but has a deep ass meow for whatever reason.

-Will join you on the counter if he sees you baking something, just watching you bake and being your taste tester.

- Trey will pur and do biscuits on your pillows and blankets, doesn’t mind being cuddled and carried but eventually will move.

- When he turned back, he was sitting on your coffee table and BROKE it. Had to buy you a new one.

CATER DIAMOND

- He’s just the prettiest Norwegian forest cat, SUPER photogenic.

- He also immediately made his way to you, wanting to show off his pretty fluffy tail and adorable green eyes. He walked with the sassiest cat walk, and posed every chance he got.

- Will let you dress him up, and lets you put the colorful caps on his nails like they’re painted. Loves getting his fur brushed and sun bathing, its so bad he probably should’ve just been in Pomefiore

- Doesn’t knock anything over purposely, but definitely does accidentally when he’s trying to fit his fluffy ass on your tables, counters, and nightstands.

- fur. EVERYWHERE. You had used up 3 whole lint rollers that day. It didn’t make it any better that he’d purposefully go and rub himself all over you right after you finish lint-rolling yourself too. And when he’s done attacking your clothes, he’ll prance away with pride. He’s enjoying his time as a cat TO much.

- But its okay, because eventually he gets tired of it, just wanting to do things by himself and in his human body again— like telling you what he wants, taking a shower, doing his own hair, and scrolling through his own phone.

-He sits on your chest watching your magicam feed, purring as he slowly drifted off to sleep. You didn’t want to wake him, so you let him sleep, gently running your fingertips down his head.

-you SCREAMED when he turned back human right on top of you.

-Posts any pictures you took of him on magicam <3

ACE TRAPPOLA

- now you and I both know he’s gonna be orange.

- He was at your place IMMEDIATELY. I love Ace to death, but he’s a little shit. knocking stuff off shelves and tables, hiding under things to attack your ankles when you walk by, and don’t be the person that enjoys knitting or crochet because he WILL fuck up your yarn.

- and NOTHING works on this mf, not orange peels, not tin foil, nothing. and he DARES you to spray him with water, because he can and will fight back with no shame.

- steals your food, judges you, swats and bites, gives you hell. But theres one thing that saved you, and thats finally getting on the floor and playing with him.

-You went and bought some toys, which he didn’t mess anything up while you where gone. He enjoyed playing with you for a good hour or two, and even sat and watched whatever drama you where watching with you. The drama was the only thing that got Ace to stop being a menace to society, he watched it till he fell asleep, sprawled out on the couch cushion that he was fat enough to completely take up (after stealing YOUR food).

- You went to bed without waking him up, and came back to his human self still asleep on your couch, not even surprised that it was him all along as you placed a blanket over him.

DEUCE SPADE

- A blue scottish fold. I don’t make the rules.

- Ace brought him to you scared that Riddle would find out, saying he’d look for someone that could turn him back while you watched him and dipped.

- Deuce actually was really decent as a cat, all he did was nap and play with whatever toys you got him. He sucked it up and ate whatever you offered him, and even let you stuff him in a bag and carry him everywhere as long as he got to stick his head out and see.

- Although, eventually he’ll get curious and take the opportunity to actually see what it felt like to do typical cat things.

- He knocked exactly one item over, and that was your pencil while you where doing homework. He climbed a tree and got stuck, to scared to jump down, he yowled and cried till you found him. He made biscuits for the first time, purred and nudged at your hand, squeezed himself through the tiniest spaces, just did typical cat things.

- absolutely refused to use a litter box though. that was the one thing he was not going to do for you. But after falling in the toilet (twice), he settled for doing his business behind a bush and burying it with dirt.

- When he finally turned back to normal, you woke up to him fixing something you had complained about being broken, muttering to himself as he put pieces back together. He apologized to you so much, feeling guilty that you had to take care of him.

- oh yeah Riddle still found out.

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abbyromanoff · 11 months

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🥶🤒 for Nat? Her suit not keeping her warm enough so she gets sick?

🌷🌷 tyyy!!

Cold

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader

Word count: 634

Warnings: fluff, sick!Nat, R taking care of Nat, comfort

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“Babe, I told you I’m fine!” Nat whined, the end of her sentence being interrupted by a coughing fit. You gave her a look that made her shut up quickly and sit down on the bed as you instructed her to do. She had recently come back from a week-long mission. It wasn’t too dangerous, but it sure was cold. She hadn’t listened to you when you said to wear more layers and now she was paying the price.

“And I told you to lay down and get some rest, now go.” She rolled her eyes before grabbing the blanket and throwing it over her body. She acted as though she wasn’t cold, but you could see the way she shivered and goosebumps layered her skin.

“Good. I’m gonna go make some soup for you, do not get up, got that?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” She was on the brink of exhaustion, not even being able to gather the strength to take a shower or change, which you knew you’d have to do for her.

When you came back she was sprawled out on the bed, loud snores leaving her mouth that you couldn’t help but laugh at. You placed the soup, water, and medicine on the bedside table and headed to the bathroom to prepare a bath. You knew she wouldn’t have the power to do it on her own, so you’d have to sit behind her to help her.

“Nat? Nat, c’mon, we need to get you cleaned up and out of these wet clothes.” She groaned but eventually followed your lead. She was clingy when she was tired which you found adorable.

“I just wanna lay in bed with you, baby, can’t we just skip this for tonight?” You nearly debated it with yourself. Spending the night cuddling with her sounded amazing, but you knew she needed to be taken care of first.

“Nice try, but no. We’re getting you cleaned up and then we can cuddle, deal?”

“Fine.” She exaggerated a whine, trying her best to make you give in but you didn’t budge. You held her close for the entire time, washing off her body as she soon fell asleep on your shoulder due to the relaxing aroma you set. There were two candles on the side that filled the room with a smell of vanilla.

When your fingers were starting to prune you decided to get out of the bath, waking up Nat so you could stand up and help her out as well.

“I know, I know, but I need you to wake up to help me out for a minute. And then, you can go back to sleep in our comfy bed, my love.” You grabbed a sweater and pajama pants as she started to get dressed. She was near passing out on top of you again as you helped her dress herself. She felt like a toddler. She would never admit it, but she loved being taken care of by you. It made her feel loved, something she had never known before you came into her life.

You both laid in your shared bed, the two of you dressed in almost matching clothing. She had already taken her medincine which you forced her to do. It was disguisting, but you promised her some pancakes for breakfast if she took it, and she’d never let that offer go to waste.

“Mm, thank you for today, baby.” She mumbled, a small ‘I love you’ following suite. You smiled and kissed the top of her forehead as her eyes closed over, yours soon doing the same as you planned to awake to your girlfriend coughing and sneezing all over, her nose a red color and tissues decorating the bedside table. Even then, you wouldn’t change it for the world.

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klausinamarink · 3 months

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Happy Accidents Allowed

Prompt: “Starry Night” (discord drabble from STWG and a happy birthday to @thefreakandthehair 🥳💜)

“That’s a perfect wall right there.” Eddie emphasizes his point by smacking a hand against the still-white, (thankfully) now dried paint. “Don’t ya agree, big boy?”

Steve puts his hands on his hips, letting himself survey every inch of the wall of their living room. It’s actually a small area, right next to the sliding door of the balcony, barely wide enough to fit his own frame even with his arms outstretched. It’s also the only wall in their new apartment left unpainted because Eddie had wanted it blank for a mural he wanted to do. Hence the many paint bottles and palettes around their feet.

Finally, Steve smacked his lips and said, “Better than a horse, I’ll say.”

It came out less clever than it did in his brain, but Eddie laughed hysterically anyways.

“Alright, I’m gonna start so do not distract me!” Eddie pointed at him with one of the paintbrushes.

“Even if it’s for meals?” Steve asked, the corners of his lips quirking upwards.

Eddie paused. “Unless it’s for meals.”

“Even if you need a shower?”

“Unless I have to shower.”

“Even if-”

Steve cackled as he leapt away from Eddie’s attempt to smack his leg. “Even if I have to sleep, yes!”

He left Eddie alone then. Steve spent a while in their bedroom to finish unpacking the last couple boxes, before he peeked back in the living room.

Some of the wall was painted in a thick dark blue. Eddie was still hunched over on his spot, but Steve could see that his boyfriend already had some other colours done. They were too dark and blob-y looking for Steve to figure out what they were. But it wouldn’t hurt to ask, right?

“So what exactly are you painting?” Steve tiptoed over, careful not to disturb Eddie.

Eddie hummed, not looking up from where he’s still painting. “Been wanting to try my version of Starry Night.”

“Starry Night?”

“Yeah, you know. That one Van Gogh painting.”

“Oh, I know that.”

They both fell into a comfortable silence. Steve kept watching Eddie until he finally looked up. “You wanna try?”

Steve blinked, “Huh?”

Eddie grinned, already handing him a paintbrush. “You can try painting too. It would be sort of cool if we did this together, actually. Like, I paint on this side, you paint on that side, we meet in the middle. Might be sweet.”

”Or hideous.” Steve muttered, taking the offered brush. Eddie laughed before turning back to his progress.

Steve stared at the remaining white space. He looked down at his brush. It’s one of the small ones that could do thinner strokes for the details. Probably a good choice Eddie gave him because Steve knew absolutely nothing about painting. Even in art classes as he had followed his teacher’s instructions, his projects always looked like a first grader’s attempt. Hell, he was pretty sure first grade was the last time he genuinely wanted to do painting on his own.

He took a deep breath. He can do this. He knows what Starry Night looks like, so all he has to do is paint what he remembers, right?

Steve sits down, dipping the brush in one of the blue paints. A lighter color. Because Starry Night had lots of cool brushstrokes and it makes sense to start from light to dark. Right?

Steve carefully taps the brush experimentally on the wall. As expected, the light blue paint appears as a new dot on the white wall, inches away from Eddie’s. But an inexplicable wave of dread comes over Steve. The longer he stares at the spot, the more it overwhelms him.

Because he doesn’t know what to do next.

Does he have to apply the same paint? Does he just have to bring the brush back and move it up and down? Did he have to add a new one? If he tried a different brush- no, it would just be the same, just more larger. Should he ask Eddie? No, it’ll just distract him anyways. Maybe if Steve left now- no, he would be a fucking asshole-

“I ruined it.” Steve said, blankly staring at the pathetic dot.

“What?” Eddie blinked at him. His eyes darted to the horrible blue spot and he made a small laugh. “Sweetheart, you just started-”

“I ruined it.” Steve repeated. Pressure started burning right behind his eyes. He immediately pinched the bridge of his nose, careful with the paintbrush he’s still holding. Fucking pathetic. “This was a mistake.”

“Wait, wait, Steve.” Eddie’s hands were on his wrists, gently bringing them down to their laps. Steve looked away, biting hard into his bottom lip. If he had to look at his boyfriend, Steve was certain he would just start sobbing and never stop.

“Steve.” Eddie said softly. His hand carefully cupped Steve’s face. Lingering, not turning his head to face Eddie. “Tell me what’s wrong?”

“Like I said,” Steve clenched his jaw as he spoke, trying to stop the waterworks from going out, “I ruined it.”

There was a tiny rustle of clothes as Eddie moved forwards. His arms wrapped around Steve, easily pulling their bodies together. Steve couldn’t hold it anymore. He buried his face in his boyfriend’s shoulder, inhaling the smell of paint already ingrained in the fabric of his flannel. It soaked up his tears easily.

After Steve felt like he could breathe without feeling choked up, Eddie spoke again, “It’s your first time painting, right?”

Steve nodded. He turned his head so he could press his face against Eddie’s neck.

“I’m not expecting you to be a master painter.” Eddie paused, “Though it would be pretty cool if my boyfriend was secretly Van Gogh.” He cackled aloud when Steve good-heartedly pinched his arm in response. When he quieted down, Eddie leaned back so he was staring into Steve’s eyes. His thumb rubbed underneath them to wipe away any stray tears.

He continued, “It’s okay to fail, Steve. It’s okay to make mistakes, especially when you’re just starting something new. Believe me, I get the struggle. Sometimes, I come up with super cool ideas but I just tear my hair out when I can’t draw it exactly how I pictured it.”

“Really?” Steve asked quietly, even though he already witnessed plenty of those moments Eddie had just described, which was mostly amusing. But nothing about this situation feels funny to Steve. Surely, Eddie’s internally laughing at him right now.

But Eddie was only smiling at him, all so fondly, “Really. And there’s a lesson about it. If you think you ruined something, call it a happy accident.”

“Happy accidents?” Steve repeated it under his breath. Eddie’s smile grew wider as he playfully tapped his nose.

“Yep, no calling it a mistake or saying you ruined art. It’s just happy accidents.”

When they both leaned in to kiss, Steve thought about the circumstances that had brought them both here in this apartment, despite the horrors that had caused it. Thought about how if he hadn’t ran back to the Byers house that night, Steve’s life would’ve been more blissful but none the wiser. He wouldn’t have met the kids and known Eddie more this intimately.

Yeah, it sure was a happy accident. And that, Steve wouldn’t regret those spots of paint on his own mural of his life.

#klaus writes #steddie #stranger things

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aalyssah · 2 years

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Wrong

Pairing: Mom's!Bestfriend!Wanda x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff. Smut. Choking, Degrading,Dildo, Fingering, Humiliation, Mommy Kink, Praise, Vibrator, and maybe more.

Word Count: 3,740

Summary: You Mom's best friend has taking a liking in you.

A/N: Your Mom is Natasha. Hope you enjoy!

You just graduated college and you were going to see your mom. You were excited to see her because the only time you talk to her is through phone.

Her best friend Wanda has been living there after a nasty breakup with her ex-boyfriend Vision. She was a beautiful women last time you've seen her. She took your room so you don't know what she did to it before you left.

You pulled up through the drive through seeing two cars. You walked up to the door and unlocked it with the key. You instantly saw the difference between now and before you left. Pictures of you and your mom and Wanda was there.

"OMG SWEETIE. I MISSED YOU!" You heard your mom yelled. She grabbed you, pulling you in a tight hug. "M-mom I c-can't b-breathe." You said struggling to say the sentence "Oh I'm sorry I just missed you!" She said letting you go.

"God you're so pretty." She played with your hair a little "Thanks Mom." That's when Wanda walked in. "Omg! Hey Lyubov you look so pretty!" You looked at Wanda and felt like you were gonna creme your panties.

Wanda was even more beautiful than before. Her brown/red color hair falls down her shoulders, the way her green eyes lighten up when she saw you, her body looked perfect in outfit.

You were stunned "Sweetheart you remember Wanda? Right?" You mom said snapping you out of your thoughts. "Y-yeah. Hi Wanda." You were probably a blushing mess. Silence filled the room as you and Wanda looked at each other.

"So, are you hungry?" Your mom broke the silence "Yes. I haven't ate anything since last night." You answer honestly. You knew how your mom was when you didn't eat food. "Y/n you know you should be eating." She scolded you lightly. You just smiled as she walked into the kitchen.

You sat on the couch and Wanda followed you "Well, how was college?" Wanda tried making conversation "Um it was good." Another silence filled the room. Your eyes trailed down her body as her jean fit perfectly around her waist and her black shirt showed her curves.

She watched as your eyes roamed over her. She felt like a goddess being observed by you and she couldn't help but, do the same. This was the woman that helped your mom raise you.

She was practically your second mom and the thoughts you had of this woman were wrong. "I made you favorite!" Your mom came in with some food "Awe thanks mom you didn't have too." You started eating the food moaning at the taste.

"So you got a boyfriend yet?" Your mom said making you choke on your food "Mom!" You yelled blushing "What? I just wanna know if my daughter have a love interest?" You ignored the question and changed the subject "Well mom where do I sleep?" You asked.

"Um I'm sorry Wanda is in your room. You could take the couch or-" You cut her off "Oh no! I'm not sleeping on that rock I'll just sleep with Wanda." Over the years you've slept on that couch and all it causes is back problems.

You would rather take the risk sleeping with Wanda than back problems. You looked at Wanda and saw her smiling at you. It gave you butterflies but, you pushed them away.

"I know we need a new couch it hurts my butt!"Your mom agreed. You finished your food "Imma go get my bags out the car." You got up and made your way to your car. You grabbed bags and felt a hand on your shoulder.

Jumping you turned back and saw Wanda inches away from your face. "Your mom told me to help you." She smiled. You just stood there like an idiot staring at her. You mumbled a 'thanks' and walked away.

Wanda was still at the car smiling 'Soon you will be mine." She thought grabbing your bags.

Later In The Day

You were sitting on the hard couch and your mom walked in. "Y/n me and Wanda are going to go in the hot tub. Do you wanna go?" You shot up fast "Wait! You have a hot tub?!" You asked surprise "Yeah we got it a couple of months before you left." You said 'Yes' and ran to change into your bathing suit.

You walked out and your mom and Wanda was already in. As you slowly got closer you could see Wanda's bathing suit. It revealed her big breast and you could fully see her hourglass figure. Her skin looked like it was glowing.

You stepped in and moaned "Wow this feels relaxing!" You smiled putting your head back "It really is! Especially after a long day at work." Your mom said "Or if your body is sore." Wanda added.

Her voice was smooth when she is relaxed. There was a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes. "How old are you now Y/n?" Wanda asked breaking the silence "20" You said. "Oh, I'm sorry I missed your birthday, I'll have to give you a late present." She suggested "You don't have to but thanks." You smiled gratefully.

"Dang it was just like yesterday you were 18 packing your bags to go to college." She said making your mom 'hmm' in agreement "They grow up so fast." You rolled your eyes and laughed because of the saying.

"Stop growing up! You're making me feel old!" Your mom playfully yelled making everyone laugh. God! Wanda's laugh will never stop making you have butterflies. "Alright guys I have a meeting tomorrow so I'll turn in early." Nat got out, leaving the two of you alone across from each other.

"Tell me how it feels to be back." She said scooting closer to be beside you"Omg it feels amazing! I misse-" You stopped talking when you felt Wanda's hand touch your thigh. "You missed what?" She asked looking at you like she wasn't doing anything.

"I-uh my mom." You stuttered "Yeah did you miss your mommy?" You almost choked on air because of the way she was talking to you. While in college you've had a mommy kink and your friends would tease you about it so, when Wanda said 'Mommy' you were about to die.

"Y-yes." You said looking around making sure your mom wasn't near "What's wrong Y/n? You don't like my touch?" She asked tilting her head to the side. "I-I I'm tired." You quickly got up, rushing to you and Wanda's shared room. You grabbed clothes from your bag and went to take a shower.

Wanda's POV

Y/n is so shy and it's cute. I can hear her thoughts and she's always think of me in the most sexual ways possible and I'm starting to loose my cool.

I just want to know what she would look like laying down on her back with me worshipping her pretty pussy but, I don't wanna break Natasha by fucking her daughter so it's confusing. To say that I'm in love with my best friends daughter is wrong but, when it's Y/n we can let it slide.

I got out the tub and went inside to the room I'm supposed to share with her. I saw her underwear from what she was wearing this morning and took it. I sniffed it and smiled. She smelled like heaven and she probably tastes like it.

I sleep in a bra and panties so I changed and laided down waiting for Y/n to come to bed. That's when I heard the bathroom door open.

You walked out in shorts and a long shirt and saw Wanda waiting in bed. She smiled at you patting the right side of the bed. You slowly walked over and lifted the covers to see her only in a bra and panties and you couldn't take your eyes off.

It was like a her body was a magnet and your the metal. Your attracted. You laid down and turned so your back was facing her. She draped her arm over your side and you tensed up.

"Why so tense Malysh?"(My Love) When she spoke Russian it was so hot, it was almost like she knew everything you liked. You brushed her off and went to sleep.

Wanda's POV

I was getting kind of tired of Y/n pushing me off. I know she wants it but, she was playing hard to get. Maybe for the sake of her mom but, if she wasn't gonna give me what I wanted, I will take it.

I pulled the blanket off her and slowly pulled her shirt up. I could see the imprint of her nipples hard and perky. I squeezing them gently making sure she didn't wake up and she let out a moan.

It was so hot, my hand went to her butt rubbing and squeezing it wondering what it would be like to spank it. I slowly pulled her shorts off making sure she didn't wake up. Once they were off I finally got a good look at her underwear.

A red cotton set that matches her bra with a bow in the front, at this point she must be teasing me. I could see the wet patch from her. I slowly rubbed it making her jump. I secretly wanted her to wake up so, she can see what's happening.

The way her body reacted to her being sleep was making me me imagine how it would be if she was awake. I had enough teasing and pulled them down.

I was met with her pretty puffy pussy that was glistening on the lights from her wetness. I moaned at the sight and dragged my finger up her slit and put it to my mouth.

Just as I thought she tasted sweet. I could tell that I would be addicted to her without even having to eat her out. I leaned down and licked a strip along her slit. She moaned a little and moved but, I held her hips down.

I began sucking on her lips and used my hand to rub slow circles on her clit. She tasted so good and at this point I didn't care if she woke up. I stuck my tongue in her and sucked. That's when she started stirring out of her sleep.

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You drifted out of your sleep to hear sucking noises? You opened your eyes and was met with the dark but, you felt something down there. You pulled the covers off and almost screamed but, Wanda put her hand on to your mouth.

She took her mouth off you. "Shh you wouldn't want your mom walking in on us, would we?" She smirked dipping her moth in your core. You rolled your eyes to the back of you head. You felt ashamed.

The women was like your second mom and she was eating you out in the room next to your Mom. "Darling don't feel ashamed you like this." She said trying to convince you.

She pushed two fingers in you "Ahh-" you tried not to moan but, your body was betraying you. "God you sound so pretty." Wanda praised you. She increased her speed plunging her fingers in and out of you. She brought her mouth back to your clit licking and sucking on it.

"I-I" You struggled to get out "Use your words." Wanda urged you. "I-I need to c-cum." You felt disgusted saying that but, your body says otherwise. You've been focusing on college and not your sexual needs this felt way too good.

"Good girl." She praised as you came undone. Shaking uncontrollably and whining. You mumbled 'Thank You' over and over again. "Mommy's got you." She assured. Grabbing a rag and cleaning the mess you made. You were too fucked out to understand anything so you just sat there and let her clean you up.

"You did so good for me." She praised brushing hair out you face "Goodnight Lyubov." She said holding you so your back is against her stomach.

Next Morning

You woke up and instantly felt guilt. You remember what happened and you felt horrible. Your moms best friend fingered you with her in the next room. That was a one time thing and it will never happen again or it won't be talked about .

"Good morning Y/n." Wanda said beside you smiling. You tried getting out of her hold but, she didn't let up. "What's wrong why are you running from mommy?" She asked running circles on your back. "Wanda what we did last night was a mistake! It can't happen again!"

You said serious but Wanda just smiled.

"Sweetheart you weren't saying that last night." She teased you "Wanda I'm serious!" "So am I. Y/n I'm going to tell you right now that, that wasn't the last time we're doing that." Her expression change from smiling to serious. "Why are you denying me? You could barley form a sentence last night." She told you.

You heard enough and needed air so you wiggled out her hold and went outside. You felt like you're the reason your mom isn't gonna trust you anymore but, it wasn't entirely your fault. You thought about what Wanda said 'This isn't the last time.'

When you were a teenager you always thought she was beautiful but, never this way. You do gotta admit it felt good but, it was wrong. You needed advice and There's only one person that can help you.

Your. Mom.

It might sound crazy but, she knows how to help so you were gonna ask her what to do. She was at the meeting so all you had to do was wait and make up a story to hide y'all names.

In The Afternoons

Natasha walked in and saw you on the couch looking worried. "Hey, what's wrong." She asked putting her bags down. "Mom I need some advice." "Ok what's up?" She said listening. "So my friend Jamie's mom has a best friend name Tracy and Jamie likes Tracy but, Jamie doesn't want to mess up Tracy and her mom's relationship. What should Jamie do?"

Natasha paused for a second trying to think of something to say "Well, if Tracy makes Jamie happy then they should stay together because if the Mom also trusts Tracy then she should let them be together." She said "O-ok thanks Mom." You got up and hugged her.

"No problem." She hugged back "By the way Wanda wanted me to tell you to get ready because she is going to take you to get your birthday present." You rolled your eyes "I told her she didn't have too." You said going to the room "She won't take 'no' for an answer."

You went and got dressed and waited for her. Wanda came in staring daggers at your body "Ready to go?" You nodded and went to the mall.

"Go on baby and pick anything you want." You felt your heart tug at the pet name "Don't call me that." You mumbled walking away. You felt a sharp pain to your head only for it to be Wanda grabbing your hair "Don't talk back to mommy." She let you go and you went to a clothes store.

Meanwhile Wanda went to a sex shop and got you a "Little" present. You finished and she paid and y'all went home.

Your mom had to work all night again so it was just you and Wanda. "Show me what you got Lyubov." She said. You grabbed the shopping bag and pulled out the clothes and started showing her. You finished smiling "I got you something too." She said making you excited "Ooo! What is it?"

She pulled out a box and gave it to you. You opened the box and felt your face heat up. It was a dildo and vibrator. "Do you like it?" She asked smiling. "I-uh-" She turned mean so fast

You don't like it?" She said, her eyes started glowing red.

"No no I like it." You let out an awkward laugh "Oh yeah? Good, good." Her eyes turned back normal. "How about we try it out?" She said making your eyes grow "W-what?" You couldn't believe she would buy you this and use it on you.

"D-did I s-stutter?" She mocked . "No." You mumbled "No what?" She asked "No mommy." You mumbled "Good girl now come on and let's go to the room." She guided you to the room and laid against the head board.

"Come here." She said patting the spot between her legs. You made your over and sat there. She spread your legs and traced circles around the waist band of your panties "Are you gonna be good for mommy?" She asked.

You stayed silent. As much as you wanted it, thoughts just came to your mom. "Don't think about your mom, think about your mommy." She said taking off your pants and panties.

Her hands played with your clit, smirking as you squirmed around "Tell me to stop. Tell me you don't want me." She urged you, but you couldn't. Truth be told, you wanted to fuck her, but you would be betraying your mom.

She didn't get a responds so she slowly ran her finger up and and down your slit and enter you with a groan "God you feel so tight. Imagine if I had a dick. There would be mini me's and you's running around." She said making you moan.

"Oh you like this? So much for being a mom's girl. Your mommy's little baby." She said grabbing the dildo and pushing it in you. "Mommy." You breathy moaned. "How does it feel?" You were too busy focus on the dildo plunging in and out of you.

“We just started at your fucked out already?" She teased going slower "Wouldn't want you cumming too early." She said "You whine from getting your orgasm taken away "Hey we don't whine around here." She said slapping your clit making a wet noise and you jump.

She grabbed the vibrator and turn it in the lowest setting "We're gonna work our way to the top." She said rubbing circle with vibrator.

You whine and turn it up to the highest and adjusted it to your liking "Oh wow! I didn't know you like this that much!" Wanda said in surprise.

Your back was against Wanda front body and she was watching as you enjoyed yourself. Watching you get worked up turned her in so she put her hand in her underwear.

She played with her clit. Moan if at the feeling. She couldn't take it anymore so she grabbed the vibrator out your hand and grabbed a strap from the bag and attached the dildo.

She entered you so fast you jerked from the switch. "Gonna take it like a good girl?" You nodded as she pounding into you. She grabbed the vibrator and lit it against your clit making you scream in pleasure.

You laid limp with drool coming out the side of your mouth. She position you into doggystyle "You don't think I'm finished. Do you?" She said laughing "Give me another she said staring back up.

Hours went by and you didn't even notice. The only thing on your mind was the way Wanda was fucking your guts out. Organism after organism came and Wanda didn't dare stop let alone slow down.

Your screams could probably be heard all the way in another continent and that made Wanda even more cocky to keep going.

Natasha's POV

I pulled in the driveway and got my bags out the car. I unlocked the door and was instantly met with the smell of sex. I also heard yelling and moaning.

Suspiciously I walked through the hallway and heard all the noise coming from Y/n's room. I cracked the door and was kind of shocked by what I saw.

Wanda was pounding MY DAUGHTER with a strap on. Y/n looked fucked out. Drool coming out her mouth, Eyes rolled to the back of her head. It looked like they were out of a porno.

I say kind of because I've seen the way Wanda looks at her and how Y/n gets flustered easily. She was never like that before she came back and it only happened when Wanda and her 'runited'. Also, it added with the fact Y/n was asking me about Moms best friend and relationships and when I thought about Wanda and her it all started to make sense.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Y/n's POV

I lost my train of thought because I was getting fucked by Wanda.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?"

That voice, you knew that voice all too well. Your MOM. "M-mo-om?" You struggled to get out. Wanda pulled out looking a nervous scared. She meant to talk to Nat about this. "This wasn't the way I wanted you to find out."

Wanda said breathing heavy. "What do you mean Wanda?! You're fucking my daughter!" Natasha said angrily. "I know I know I'm sorry. It's just we have a connection that you can feel. Yeah I might of raised her like my daughter but, she is more than that to me." Wanda said almost having tears slip out your eyes.

Natasha sighed. "Look Maximoff. I know you better than anyone else and if you make my daughter happy, you make me happy." She said making you breathe other in relief. "But." 'Oh no'. "If you EVER and I mean EVER hurt my daughter I will skin you alive right in front of her. You understand?"

Wanda gulped down a little fear "Oh you won't have to worry about that. This is my little girl." She said thrusting hard in you making you whimper. "I'll let y'all do what you want but, keep it down I'm sleeping." Nat walked out to the bathroom.

You didn't hold back, flipping Wanda over so you’re on top of her and kissing her with so much passion. You bounced up and down, moaning in each others mouth, and making love.

Natasha in the other room wide awake hearing your moans and endless praises coming from Wanda was a proud mother. She didn't care about how loud you were being. All she wanted was for you to be happy.

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff angst #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximilf #marvel wanda maximoff #wanda x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda x fem!reader #marvel #the avengers #natsha romanoff #mommy!wanda x little!reader

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donutz · 2 months

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yeah fs! It would be alr if you did one where reader continuously like rub Catnap's ears! ^.^

Okay! ^_^

Catnap x touchy(not weirdly) reader

—☆You are a human in this

Being a little kid, who’s an orphan, at a big place with a bunch of toys can make you quite interested in things. There’s a lot to explore, people to meet, toys to see, and a bunch of colors to look at.

When you’re basically living in this factory, you can get bored. Even with everything that’s going on.

But if you’re being taken care of by some toys? You can’t really get bored.

Especially at 5 years old.

There’s these animals, called Smiling Critters. And they take care of you! They all love and cherish you. You were shy, but they really brought out your social side.

Anyways let me stop rambling, there was this cat. That cat didn’t interact with the children, unless it was bedtime. But during the day, he was gone.

Well, not completely. Sometimes he was but you have no idea where he was at those times. When he was actually here, just not interacting with kids, you’d always see him in a high place. Watching everybody.

But when you stare at him for too long, he moves. Yet you still find him every single time.

You wished he didn’t run away from you :(.

Since you’re a good kid, you went to sleep at the times you were supposed to.

But since he came out when you’re supposed to sleep. One night, you decided to stay up and roam the halls.

“Why are you gonna stay up?”

“Because I wanna see the kitty!” You whispered to your friend.

“What kitty?”

“The one that comes out at night!”

Your friend was a little wary after hearing that, they didn’t know that!

“That’s spooky…”

“Well I like cats!”

“Are you gonna come with me?”

They shook their head, making a mumbled, ‘auh auh’ (Idk, I tried my best trying to give that a word)

“I’m too sleepy…”

“Okay!”

Then, after that you waited, until it was bedtime. You opened the door, looking at both sides, making sure there wasn’t any other critter lurking around.

Then, you stepped out.

It was quite cold in the halls, but it was fine you had your robe, long pants and slippers.

You looked back one second, turned around and there he was!

You let out a gasp, “Kitty!” And gave him a hug.

He looked at you, processing. Why were you hugging him?

Whatever. You needed to sleep. But they said to not use the gas. He doesn’t care about what they say, but he didn’t want to give you nightmares.

Plus, you were pretty warm.

So to not let go of that warmth, he picked you up.

“Oh! Kitty you’re so strong—!” He looked up at you, carrying you with one arm, he put a finger over his wide smiling mouth.

“Oops, sorry.. ^_^” He carried you over to your room, wait. Where was your room?

Great, now he had to ask.

“Where’s… Your room..?”

“Oh, I don’t know!”

“O-kay.”

He could take you up to the ‘adults’ but—

You started petting his ears. “Your ears are so fluffy!” You said while whispering.

Out of his control,(kind of) he started purring. You let out another gasp, “You purr too?”

“...”

“You really are a kitty!”

Fun fact, you loved cats.

Another one, you just might be his favorite kid.

Since he didn’t want to take you to the adults, and didn’t know your room number(even if your friend tells you multiple times) he took you to his critter room. Even if no kids were allowed in there.

All of the critters were asleep, except for him, of course.

He placed you on his bed, and went on it too.

And he stared. Waiting for you to sleep.

“Oh yeah, what’s your name kitty?”

“... Theo…”

“(°〇°), Theo.. That’s a cool name..”

He got off his bed and started to leave. Because of this, you did it too, and followed him. Though he knew you were doing this he didn’t stop.

He randomly sped up and ran to another place. It was so abrupt, you weren’t able to catch up!

By the time you turned a corner, he was gone. But his lavender scent wasn’t. You followed and followed it.

Until it led to the school. Even if you’re not supposed to go there at bedtime, you wanted to catch up with Theo.

And you can want to catch up with Theo at any time!

Oh great! You found him!

But he was bigger. Lankier. He wasn’t the smaller and plush cat you just saw.

That’s still Theo.

So you didn’t care, you followed and followed, until it led you to a big play area, with different colored soft blocks used as a structure.

This place is really big. Anyways, Theo!

You saw him go to this smaller area, you went inside and saw him. Sitting, bending over just to see you.

“Theo!” You exclaimed, raising your hands in celebration.

Of course, you gave him a big hug.

“That was a nice game of tag! But I’m sleepy…”

Theo used his long tail to grab you, gently. He brought you to his bed, and sat you there.

“Oof!” Then he wrapped himself around you, cuddling against you.

You turned around and laid against him.

“You’re so warm, Theo.” You softly held his tail. And as you went to sleep, you could hear a loud purr.

After that, you found Theo every time he was hiding, but instead of just looking you called his name.

But every time you did, he left.

A day after that he told you to not call him out. Just stare at him. But when he’s down, actually on the ground, you could come to him, but call him Catnap.

He doesn’t want them to get mad at him again.

And now almost routinely, because sometimes you wanted to just sleep, you went out of your room at bedtime just to see him.

It got so bad that he even allowed you to just hug, rub his ears, and play with his tail whenever.

He even started coming down even more. Just for you.

The critters noticed, Dogday even asked about it but Theo stayed silent.

You were special. Special to him.

Even after all these years. Even after getting adopted. Even after you arrived.

Coming back to the place that was once called home.

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