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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 24 days

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when their tsum courts their crush

I write reader as female

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♠️ DEUCE SPADE ♠️

i love the fact that tsum tsum deuce is basically delinquent deuce, only smaller and cuddlier

like deuce explains, he’s very aggressive and quick to anger - it has no impulse control and can and will fight (i.e. headbutt/drop itsy bitsy cauldrons on) anyone

like, unlike its human counterpart, it doesn’t even pretend to behave or be seen in a positive light, let alone act like the model student deuce is aiming for

but, like all things, there is an exception - and that, dear prefect, is you

you see, tsum deuce is an absolute terror to everyone - everyone except you

in fact, the second it sees you entering the rose maze (trey had you on speed dial the second tsum deuce appeared - everyone say ‘thank you, trey’) it comes bounding over to you and just leaps into your arms

and it just…stays there, all happy and content

and you just look down at this tiny, happy little angelic bean in your hands whilst every single person in heartslabyul is just gawking at how this demon just did a complete 180 degrees personality flip the second you showed up

human deuce is absolutely red faced and has suddenly become very interested in the grass whilst everyone is just giving him the biggest side eyes

so you, being the kind-hearted, altruistic person you are, just smile at the bean in your hands and cheerfully inform everyone that you wouldn’t mind babysitting tsum deuce until crowley finds a way home

everyone except deuce (and grim) is happy with this development

now human deuce already finds it hard to talk to girls but he especially finds it difficult whenever you’re around because he’s literally got the biggest crush on you and has been dying to confess but is way too shy to

but tsum deuce? tsum deuce has no such inhibitions

it will cuddle and snuggle and nuzzle up to you, rubbing against your cheek as it sits on your shoulder or hands as it rests in your palms

tsum deuce likes to grow big so that it can 1) be carried around in that child hug carry that parents do and 2) sit on your lap like a bond villain cat so that you can stroke its head and body

human deuce is not happy with either of these

like tsum deuce is just basking in your endless affection and endeared giggles whilst deuce is suffering so much that even ace gives him somewhat-sincere consoling pats on the back whenever you’d call the little tsum ‘sweetheart’ or ‘dear’ or ‘poppet’ or ‘darling or ‘angel’ or ‘cutie’ - and the list goes on…

what’s worse is that whenever you’re not looking it gives the most deadliest glare to its counterpart and when you turn around it looks back at you like ♡✧(^ ᴗ ^)✧♡

like deuce knows that he’s supposed to keep his head down and nose clean like a good little honour student but his delinquent switch is wobbly on even the best of days and seeing you be so happily touchy-feely with that smug little rascal really does not help those buried instincts

don’t get him wrong, he’s flustered beyond belief at the sight of you being so affectionate to his lookalike but his annoyance and jealousy take precedence

it all comes to a head when the cheeky bugger decides that its had enough of just receiving your kisses and just full on plants his ‘mouth’ on your lips

it takes everything in deuce to not full on punt it into the sun - especially when you look so flustered as a result, a gorgeous blush spreading across your features as you giggle at the little thing

deuce narrows his eyes - game on

❤️ ACE TRAPPOLA ❤️

@disney when are we getting tsum tsum ace? He’s the only first year to not have a marketable plushie

now ace has no problem with you being affectionate to his tsum

at first

you see ace and his tsum get along very well since they have very similar personalities

the two knaves of hearts just love causing trouble and making mischief together

but being so similar means that at some point they’ve got to clash

and clash they do >:)

when you come strolling in, tsum ace happily greets you and you, having been filled in on the situation (“thank you, Trey”), are more than happy to keep it entertained so you pet it and coddle it and dole out your sweet affection

and, honestly, it was a huge ego boost to see his crush being so sweet with a smaller version of himself

of course, he’s going to be all ace about it and tease you like “why are you so affectionate with mini me? do you have a crush on me or something? don’t worry, i understand - i guess i’m too irresistible even as a tsum” with his signature grin

but then the novelty is very quick to wear off when practically all of your attention is being given to the little bean - especially when he realises that his tsum has just as big as a crush on you as he does, and he’s very quick to act on it

like human ace, tsum ace flirts by peacocking, living off of your praise like it’s the oxygen it breathes

and unlike human ace, tsum ace doesn’t tease you, which kind of gives him a head start

basically tsum ace is an ace who doesn’t hide his insecurities and feelings for you behind a guarded wall of playful teasing and fake carelessness

it would show off by doing card tricks for you, using its own miniature deck it got from seven knows where to do all sorts of tricks - that do genuinely impress you

and with every successful trick you’d clap your hands with stars in your eyes and fondly coo at it

and it would eat all of your praise up – with every flirty behaviour you would enable it with more positive reinforcement, spurring it to get bolder and bolder and ace is absolutely dying next to you

ace has a habit of ruffling your hair so tsum ace likes to sit on your head as you go about your day and everyone can swear they see sparkles surrounding the two of you

(ace doesn’t notice because that’s what you look like to him anyway)

you even gave mini ace the glacé cherry on the iced bun you had for dessert that day, hand-feeding the sweet fruit right into the little tsum’s mouth right in front of Ace’s cherry pie (and no, not even the taste of his favourite food can wash away the bitterness corroding his tongue at the sight of you and his tsum getting all buddy-buddy, not when something so much sweeter is just out of his reach)

quit paying attention to it! doesn’t it have its own y/n to flirt with?!

then, at one point, tsum ace has conjured up a tiny rose and has gifted it to you

“for me,” you smile at the tsum and the tsum nods, happily jumping up and down in front of you, “oh you shouldn’t have.”

you carefully take the rose from the tsum and gently pick the tsum up and place a kiss right on its head

“thank you, tsum ace,” you say, giggling with fondness, “that’s for being such a sweetheart.”

ace’s hand clenches around his magic pen and he swears right then and there that it’s no more mister nice guy – no more hiding behind poorly crafted taunts in fear of what ifs

he’s confessing to you by the end of the day even if it kills him

🦁 LEONA KINGSCHOLAR 🦁

honestly, leona couldn’t care less about the little things that came from the sky - not his circus, not his monkeys

though he was kind of miffed when his dorm thought he had turned into that stubby little thing

he’s surrounded by idiots

he just palmed his own tsum off to ruggie and went off to the botanical gardens to nap

it was during one of his relaxation sessions that he heard your voice, only you were talking to someone

turns out that ‘someone’ was his own tsum that was happily snoozing on your shoulder

apparently the little guy didn’t take kindly to being babysat by ruggie so it literally hunted you down and refused to leave your side

you didn’t see any problem with this

so you just continued on with your day with a tiny version of the big kitty of savanaclaw

please understand that leona is a very jealous and greedy lion - he gets incredibly possessive if stray cats get close to you, let alone when you shower Grim with your affection - and now there’s an equally as greedy mini leona that’s demanding your attention

like it made it clear that it was trying to monopolize your attention, tail swaying in delight as you would pet its head or play with its ears - all things that you’d do with the bigger leona

it would jump up and press its head against your forehead, cheeks and mouth so you would kiss it back with your own lips (and leona just looks at the little judas all betrayed because you’ve never kissed him ever and he’s just so angry and jealous that he doesn’t even tease you about it)

so instead of spending time with him, where he rests his head on your thighs as you weave your fingers through his hair, you’re playing around with the tsum, giving it the affection that was rightfully his

at one point, it was still dozing off so you placed it nice and snug in the breast pocket of your blouse, making Leona’s right eye twitch uncontrollably when he could tell that the little deviant wasn’t even actually sleeping

honestly, he scoffs, faking sleep is the oldest trick in the book - and he knows that because he uses it on you all the time

you even played chess with it, and to leona’s surprise it was actually pretty good, only his slight amusement at watching you lose was tainted by how you were suddenly praising it for being such a good player - he’s good too! praise him!

he had finally reached his limit when his tiny doppelganger used its growing abilities to be large enough for you to wrap your arms around and bury your face into, your lovely features smiling in content as you happily sleep, unaware of the burning jealousy and intense scowl leona is giving the tsum in your embrace, or of the smug satisfaction said tsum is radiating

now leona is a man of strategy, of patiently waiting until it’s the right time to pounce, so for now he’ll just settle at baring his fangs at the little runt - he’s spent his entire life being second best (both to his brother, his nephew, that damned lizard), there is no way he’s going to be outshone by a furball that has no idea of the hierarchy of the food chain here. you’re the one thing in his life that he refuses to have taken away, even if it is by himself

and when you wake up?

you better be prepared

💙 IDIA SHROUD 💙

tsum tsum idia is such a sweetheart

while it does have idia’s social anxiety, he does hang around with you through the halls though by ‘hang around’ he’s usually buried in your pockets

tsum idia doesn’t have og idia’s fire hair but it does run naturally warm, which makes it the perfect warm pillow for you to snuggle with

idia didn’t have any strong feelings for his tsum. ortho loved it and it made you happy and that was it.

but it soon became a problem when it made you too happy

you see, idia had made a tiny little tablet so that you could play with the tsum whilst he was busy doing one of his own games

and like his counterpart, the tsum was good

too good

so good that you kept on praising it and snuggling with it every time it won

and apparently the tsum was in possession of some preloaded charm stats because it would keep on endearing you by texting you blue heart emojis or cute stickers that would make you coo at it

and watching you be so outwardly affectionate to someone that wasn’t ortho or grim definitely stung inside

even if that someone was a cuter, cuddlier, plush bean version of himself

so he just amped up the volume in his headset to drown out the sounds of your laughter and continued playing as he internally lamented how he was such a boring otaku that even a tsum has better moves than him

when it got late and you were about to leave (much to idia’s disappointment), you stood up only for the tsum to jump onto your shoulder and happily jump in place

“oh,” you giggle, “do you want to come to ramshackle with me?”

the tsum jumped up and down, indicating yes

“alright then,” you smile and turn to idia, “i guess we’ll see yo-”

“no-” he blurted out, the ends of his hair bursting into pink at the sudden silence that envelops the room, “i-i mean, you can stay. here. not here my room here - like here in ignihyde here. we have a spare room. unless you’d like to sleep over here in my room. if you want to that is. you don’t have to if you don’t want to infactyoucanforgetievensaidanythingohmysevenwhydidihavetoopenmymouth-”

“it’s okay, idia, i understand,” you say, “looks like we’re having a sleepover!”

maybe he should be a bit braver more often

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #deuce spade x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #leona kingscholar x reader #idia shroud x reader #ace trappola x reader #fem reader

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moonstruckme · 3 months

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hey lovely! I was wondering if I could request a remus or poly! marauders where the boys (or just remus) are keeping his werewolf thing a secret from whimsical!reader bc remus is scared she’ll be scared of him, but she secretly already knows. I feel like she’d just KNOW(you know? lol) and one day hints that she does to Remus saying that it’s going to be a full moon soon as like a warning or something and he and the boys kinda look at her like….what does she mean by that? lol idk I hope that makes sense.

Thanks for requesting sweetheart <3

poly!marauders x whimsical!reader ♡ 1k words

They’re all always on edge as the full moon grows closer, but James thinks Sirius might be faring the worst. Two days out, he won’t let Remus so much as make his own tea, and when you’re still not home a couple of hours after you’re supposed to be, James has to talk him down from calling the police.

Now, Remus is comforting him, though neither of them will admit it, the ailing boy’s arms banded securely around Sirius’ midsection where they lie on the couch. Every now and again, Sirius turns his head to kiss Remus’ chin as if to make up for it. James watches them both from the kitchen, wondering if he could get away with slipping some of the anti-anxiety tea you got Remus into Sirius’ brew.

When they hear your key in the front door, he thinks he hears a relieved sigh go up from the couch.

“Hi, angel.” James arrests you at the door, beckoning you into the kitchen. “Been missing you.”

“Hey Jamie.” You set a couple of bags on the counter, letting him pull you in by the waist for a kiss. “Whatcha making?”

“Lentil soup,” he says, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to keep you close. “Be extra nice to Sirius,” he whispers near your ear. “He’s been worrying himself crazy about you.”

You pull back to look at him, lips parting bemusedly, but James just pecks you on the side of your head. “Go,” he urges.

You do as he says, padding over to the couch. “Hi, Siri,” you say, kneeling by the couch. “How’s your—day been?” Your words become muffled halfway through when Sirius wraps his arms around you, pressing your face to his shoulder despite the awkward angle.

“Where the hell have you been?” he asks, worry inlaid with fondness. Remus’ hand migrates to the dip of his waist, pacifying. “You didn’t leave a note or anything.”

“Sorry,” you say, slipping free of his grip so you can see him. Your fingers find a piece of his hair, running the satiny tress through your fingers distractedly. “I didn’t expect to be so long, but I couldn’t find Remus’ chocolate anywhere. I think it must be the holiday.”

Sirius pauses.

“You were gone all that time getting the chocolate Rem likes?” James asks. He peers inside the bag you’ve left on the counter, and sure enough—bags and bags of it, enough to last for months.

“Mhm, I had to go to six stores. I saw you were getting low,” you say, now to Remus, “and I thought you might be wanting it.”

James lowers the heat on his soup, setting a lid on the pot so he can join you all in the living room. Remus’ expression is wavering somewhere between guilty and lovestruck. Sirius looks plainly besotted.

“You didn’t have to do all that,” Remus says, reaching over Sirius to stroke at your cheek. “Thanks, dove.”

You lean into his touch, cheeks dimpling. “It’s no problem,” you promise. Sirius has a look on his face like he wants to eat you. James feels similarly. “Oh,” you say abruptly, “I set up my diffuser in the bedroom earlier, but since it looks like you’re going to be out here for a while, would you mind if I brought it out?”

Remus’ eyebrows twitch towards each other. “Course not. But what did you have it in my room for?”

“I put some rosemary oil in it.” You get up, aiming for the bedroom. “I thought it might be good for your headaches.”

When you return, Sirius apparently decides he can’t contain himself any longer. He sits up on the couch, opening his arms for a proper hug. You set up the diffuser hastily and go to them, letting him squeeze the life out of you without complaint. Your eyes slip closed.

“Sorry I scared you,” you say softly.

“You’re forgiven.” Sirius stamps a kiss on the side of your head, rubbing your back roughly. “You’re pretty hard to stay mad at, you know that?”

“That’s the goal,” you reply breezily. James laughs.

“How’d you know I had a headache today?” Remus asks, watching you and Sirius amusedly.

You hum into Sirius’ shoulder, not opening your eyes. “Well, it’s only two days until the full moon.”

Remus goes shock still. So does Sirius, cutting a look James’ way over your shoulder. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

James shakes his head, shrugging. He hasn’t let anything slip, though he does think it’d be easier if you knew. He and Sirius have tried to coax Remus into telling you a few times now, but the other boy is obstinate. He’s been spurned too much in his life to willingly open himself up to the possibility of it, even if they all know you could never be afraid of him. He’s just not ready yet.

Still, James thinks sitting here in petrified silence is as likely to give him away as anything else.

“What do you mean, sweetheart?” James asks you.

“Mm, nothing,” you hum blissfully, seemingly too content in Sirius’ hold to think about much else. He thinks he can hear Remus’ breath shake a bit on the way out.

“Right,” James says. “Would you mind helping me in the kitchen for a bit? I could use someone chopping while I stir, or the other way around.”

“Sure.” You open your eyes, gently easing yourself from Sirius’ clutches. The raven-haired boy eyes you curiously as you go, quirking an eyebrow at James like What do you think she’s on about? James can only shrug again, putting a hand on the small of your back while he follows you into the kitchen.

As he goes by, he looks again in the bags you’ve brought home.

“Angel, why did you buy so many bandages?”

You shrug, taking up a paring knife and beginning to chop celery with careful, even strokes. “We were running out of those, too. Usually you and Siri are more on top of this stuff, but I figured it’s time I started pitching in. I know it’s a difficult time of the month.”

There’s a dull slapping sound from the couch, and James looks over to see Sirius with one hand covering his mouth, the other stroking soothingly at Remus’ hair.

“Right.” James swallows. He glances back at you, but you’re just chopping celery, placid as can be. “Thanks for, uh, taking up the mantle.”

You toss him an easy smile. “Anytime.”

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luveline · 4 months

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You are so talented I can’t even fathom it Jade! I seriously don’t know how you do it.

Idk if you’re taking requests rn for Spencer still bc I know you write him a lot but I love shy reader and post prison Spencer it’s so cute. I would love to see their relationship growing, maybe her realizing the feelings aren’t one sided by little things he says or does for her or how he reacts if she gets hurt.

No worries if not! Anything you write is a gift honestly. Happy New Year!

thank you sm angel, you're too kind<3 hny! ♡ fem!reader, 1.2k

cw violence and injury

You'll be fine, Spencer had said, patting you on the shoulder. Just trust me.

This is decidedly not fine.

You crouch low behind a raspberry chaise turned blood red in the poor lighting. When you entered the building moments ago, it was light. But now the lights are out and you can't tell your friend from foe; footsteps to your left could be Spencer where he'd followed you in, or they could be the UnSub.

I'm right behind you, he'd said with a borderline rogue smile. You think I'd let you get hurt?

Breath warms your ear. “Boo.”

The air gets stuck in your lungs as brutish arms grab you. Your gun points toward your own jaw and your pulse hammers so hard you freeze, a split second, the amygdala overwhelmed. Then the UnSub tries to grab your weapon, and everything you've been taught kicks in. You twist in his arms, throwing your head back out of the line of fire as multiple agents call to you to sound off, and kicking hard at the UnSub's legs, the subsequent soft spot between them.

You fall hard onto the floor, screaming as a weight lands on top of you.

Spencer shouts your name. “Where are you?!”

A hard palm hits you in the throat. Light bounces off of the UnSub's face as a teammate aims their torch in your direction, but you're wheezing and aching, your throat on fire and too overwhelmed to think. The hand that hurt you leaps for your gun. You hold onto it for dear life, even as he forces it once, twice into the soft of your face, leaving rings of flame behind your eye. You pull it hard from his hands and fling it across the floor out of reach, squirming under his weight, needing to be away, away—

You pull your knee up and kick wildly, a well timed blow hitting the UnSub in the face with a damp-sounding crunch.

“I don't have eyes on her!” Emily shouts.

“I do,” Spencer says. His torchlight floods your area as he shouts, “Stand down!”

You don't squeal, but it's not a very professional sound as you crawl backwards out of the way. The ring of fire behind your eyes feels ever so slightly above it now. The room is half gone. You wipe your eye and look down at your hand, dark staining your palm in a heavy smear.

“Oh,” you mumble queasily.

The power never comes back on, but you don't notice until after, when Spencer's dragged you outside to the front yard and lowered you to a soft patch of grass, an EMT beside him dressing your wound. “Did they get him?” you ask.

Spencer's brow wrinkles with his frown.

“Remember what we said?” The EMT asks.

“No?” You wince and hiss as he pulls the wings of a butterfly stitch closed over your eyebrow.

“You have a concussion. I'm trying to work out how bad it is.”

You honestly still feel like you're in the dark room. You reach out for Spencer's hand instinctively, needing comfort, a tether to the ground, and he clasps your fingers tightly. “You're okay,” he says steadily.

“You're smiling at me weird.” You glance over your shoulder at the cop cars and the flashing red-blue lights. “Did you get him?”

“Emily got him. Just after he got you.” Spencer looks like he might stand from his crouch, but he brings your hand to his chin instead, leaning on it showfully. “It's my fault, I'm sorry. I told you I'd have your back and I didn't.”

Your chest stirs with the memory of your panic. One moment you'd been underneath him, and aching, and now you're on the grass as the forensics bring in the floodlights, so bright it's like mini suns have come out on either side of the yard. You hang your head to hide from the light. The EMT tells you off.

“Does your throat still hurt?” Spencer asks you, pulling on your hand gently. “Answer me.”

“My head is swimming.”

Your memories fuzz over. When you look up again the EMT is gone. Spencer sits on the grass now beside you unhurried, your hand still clamped between both of his. His thumb rubs at your knuckles and the smooth stretch of skin beside them, apparently content to wait with you.

“She's okay?” Tara asks, seemingly having appeared from nowhere.

“Not enough medical. They're gonna look at Agent Walker and circle back. She might have to be admitted.”

Tara bends at the waist to look you in the eye. “You okay?”

“I'm fine. Are you okay?” you ask.

“I'm doing better than you. That's gonna be a terrific bruise.” She smiles at Spencer reassuringly. “Emily wants you. I can sit with her, she'll be in good hands.”

“She'd be in great hands,” Spencer says simply, “but I don't care. I'm staying here. Please tell Emily she can come here if she needs to talk to me. I'm not going anywhere until they've finished looking at Y/N.”

Tara grins. “Your funeral.”

You're slowly starting to feel like yourself again, or more aware of yourself at the very least. Spencer's touch is melding from comforting to heart-rending, his nearness a heat. He looks stupidly good-looking considering what you've just been through, the FBI vest tight on his chest, his sweet brown curls falling into his eyes as he plays with your fingers.

“I must look awful,” you realise suddenly, a stone's throw from tearful.

Spencer doesn't glance up at first. “You look beautiful, but the bruise is…” He looks at you through dark lashes. “It's a tragedy.”

“What?”

His small smile fades. “How are you feeling? Are things clear, or would you say that I'm out of focus? You're having moderate to severe concussive symptoms.” He shakes his head. “And the bruise is mottling already.”

“I'm sorry.”

Spencer laughs softly. After a pensive moment, he brings your hand to his mouth. Maybe he kisses it, maybe he doesn't, but the touch brings a sacredness to his promise, “I won't let that happen again. You trusted me to keep you safe.”

“I trusted you to tell me if I was ready, and I was. I remembered how to get out of it. I'm still here.” You fluster after you've spoken, feeling brash.

You can feel his gaze on the side of your face. “You are. You did amazing.” He removes one hand from yours. A featherlight touch coasts down your cheek, brief and encouraging nonetheless. “It's going to be a really bad bruise.”

“Oh, well,” you say tiredly.

Spencer's turn to go quiet. He holds your hand on his thigh. “I could kiss it better?” he offers in a murmur.

You laugh and steal your hand back, unable to take all his attention at once. “Funny, Spencer.”

He gives you a warm smile. You can't tell if he's kidding or not about the kiss, but his devotion to you while you're hurting is real. You're not sure where that leaves you.

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mariasont · 25 days

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can you do aaron x wife reader who also works in the bau with him & on a case a police officer openly flirts with aaron in front of the team and reader so she stakes her claim on her husband && the team ( mostly derek & pen ) are teasing the two of them for it ??

Marked Territory - A.H

A/N: AHHHHH thinking ab claiming aaron hotchner as ur man has me giggling & kicking me feet

THANK you sooooo much for requesting angel <3 hope you like it!

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wk: 1.2k

pairings: aaron hotchner x wife!bau!fem!reader

warnings: heavy makeout, jealously

You stood a few feet away with a watchful gaze, arms locked across your chest. The consultant was laying it on thick, her eyelashes sweeping up and down in a practiced rhythm aimed at Aaron. It made you want to throw up. You couldn't help but let out a soft, almost inaudible scoff. The consultant's laughter pierced the quiet, an exaggerated display that felt out of place. Her hand rested on Aaron's arm a moment too long. Your glare could have set the room on fire, you were sure of it, and it only seemed to intensify when Aaron offered a polite, yet distant smile in return.

"Careful there, sugar," Derek joked, sliding into place beside you as he nudged your side. "You're about two seconds from turning this into a crime scene."

You offered a half-glance towards him, "I suppose I can't fault her taste," you said with a forced lightness, even as a twinge of jealously coiled tightly within you, your attention fixed on the hand that dared to claim familiarity with Aaron. "But good taste doesn't come with good sense, apparently."

Penelope swept in with a gasp that could rival a Greek chorus, her eyes wide with a feigned shock. "Wow, I could practically taste your fury from down the hall! Mrs. Hotchner, are we in strategy mode, or should I grab some popcorn?"

You rolled your eyes with a dismissive wave. "You two are ridiculous. What do you expect me to do? Drag her by her hair? Please, I trust Aaron," you stated firmly, because, well, you did. This, however, didn't stop the tiny spark of irritation that flickered within, unbidden and unwelcome, but you squashed it with a laugh. "Besides, if I started a catfight every time someone flirted with him, I'd need my own filing cabinet for all the assault charges."

A glance was all it took for Garcia and Morgan to share their amusement. "Sure, sure," Garcia drawled, her voice dripping in sarcasm.

Morgan's eyebrow arched in silent agreement as he smiled knowingly. "Of course, you're calm. But we both know if that bubble of anger pops, it's going to be one hell of a show."

You tried to ignore it; you really did. You buried your nose in your work, determined to keep your mind off that infuriating woman. You shuffled papers, dove into your case files, and tapped away at your computer with a vigor that doesn't go unnoticed by the team. Every time you caught a glimpse of Aaron, there she was--the consultant--hovering like a shadow. It's almost comical how she mirrored his every move, but you were not laughing.

You found reasons to be anywhere but where Aaron was, taking your coffee break when he's in the break room, opting for the stairs when he took the elevator. It's a dance of avoidance that has you mentally exhausted, but you're trying to channel your inner zen, and being around that woman is doing you no favors.

The office air is thick with tension, a tangible presence that envelops your desk, your focus splintering with every laugh and hushed conversation that drifts over from Aaron's direction. You're the very image of concentration until you see it--the consultant, her proximity invasive, her hand lingering on his shoulder with a familiarity that sears through your veneer of calm. It's the tripping point, the moment your restraint fractures.

You stand, a fluid motion that betrays her anger that charged the room with an energy that has the whole team's attention snapping to you. They recognize the signs--the firm line of your jaw, the fire in your eyes--a rare display that signals an unstoppable force is about to be set in motion.

"Hotch," the name is a clear, firm declaration across the room, a tone you usually reserved for the field. "Can I speak to you for a second?"

The room falls still, a collective breath held by the team as Aaron excuses himself and follows you into his office. The door closes behind them with a soft click, leaving just the two of you. His gaze meets yours, a furrow of worry creasing his brow as he takes in the tempest swirling in your stance.

"Honey, are you alright?" he asks, the professional facade giving way to a soft undertone of worry, as he takes a deliberate step towards you, his eyes searching yours for signs of distress.

With a swift assurance of privacy, your eyes lock on the drawn blinds, and you waste no time diminishing the space between you, hands clasping up to his neck with an urgency that pulls him down to you. Your lips found his in a fervent collision, coaxing a surprised murmur from him. He softly pulled back, his chuckle deep and knowing, as his hands encircled your waist.

"Honey--I, we're in the office."

His words may have carried a hint of reprimand, but the gentle exploration of his hands across your back drawing you nearer seemed to contradict him. An innocent smile graced your lips as your fingers wove through his hair, eliciting his head tilting back in contentment. "Just missed you is all."

An eyebrow lifted in amused acknowledgement. "Mm, is that so?"

Gently tugging his head closer, your lips crashed against his with a desperate intensity, your hands gripping him as if he were a lifeline.

With deliberate strokes, you raked your fingers through his hair, creating artful disarray. Your hands glided to his tie, tugging it just enough to break the perfect line, then across his jacket, crumpling the fabric with feigned carelessness. Each touch a strategic step in enhancing his unkempt image.

A gentle exhale escaped you as he pressed you back against the desk's edge, his hands forming a cage around you, both protective and possessive. Your lips curved into a smirk, your teeth capturing his bottom lip and tugging with a teasing pressure, probably a little harder than you should have, causing him to pull back. "Christ, sweetheart."

Instinctively, your hand rose to trace his bottom lip, smoothing over the swollenness your teeth had caused. A soft smile graced your features as you took in the delightful disarray of his appearance. With a satisfied nod, you left a featherlight kiss on his cheek and glided towards the door. "I love you, Mr. Hotchner."

His eyebrows knit together in loving exasperation as he observed your retreat, his hand absentmindedly caressing his lip. God, you kept life interesting. "I love you more, Mrs. Hotchner."

Emerging from Hotch's office, your hair perfectly disordered, a small smirk etched on your lips. You watch as the consultant's eyes stretch wide, a flush of embarrassment covering her cheeks. With a sly wink tossed her way, you glide towards Penelope and Morgan.

"Well, well, well," Morgan drawled, a sly grin spreading across his face as he watched the scene unfold, arms folded confidently over his chest. "I had a feeling those claws were just waiting for the right moment to strike."

"That's our girl! Showing the world whose boss without breaking a sweat." Penelope chirped. "Well, I mean, maybe a little sweat. I'm seriously striving not to speculate about what you two were doing in there."

A playful smirk dances on your lips as you peer over your shoulder at Hotch's door. "Just wait for it," you tease, fingers poised for the dramatic reveal as you count down. "3, 2, 1.."

Right on cue, Hotch steps out, looking every bit as ruffled as you'd intended. His tie hangs crooked, his suit crumpled, and you didn't miss the dark red tint around his bottom lip. The sound of Morgan and Penelope's laughter filled the air as you offered a nonchalant shrug.

"It's all in the day's work, besties. A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do."

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotch #hotchner #hotch #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner fluff #hotch x reader #hotch x you #aaron hotchner x your #criminal minds x you #criminal minds fic

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yanderestarangel · 6 months

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TW : daddykink, betrayal, dilf!bi han, age gap, breeding kink, handjob, v!sex, afab anatomy, pet names, power play, dark!bi han, sex without a condom, possessive sex, objectification, aforementioned pregnancy, sex with pregnant reader, exhibitionism.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who is a tired and grumpy leader always rolling his eyes at everything and everyone, even at his advanced age - 40 years old - he maintained the muscular physique of his younger years, but his hair, which was previously completely brown, now had white streaks , a sign of prominent old age.

♡ DILF!BI HAN -Who is married to an influential woman from another clan, an unhappy and arranged marriage, always aimed at the future and progress of the lin kuei on the earthly plane. The poor woman tried to win Bi Han's love, but she couldn't, after all, he never cared about anything other than the clan's purpose, he had two children, both suffered the pressure of having a father who was the leader of the lin kuei, that is, They had to be worthy of being Bi Han's heirs, but deep down, he loved his children but was too proud and cold to show it.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who got angry with his wife when she brought you into the house, you were young, beautiful and full of dreams. You saw the man look you up and down, grumbling at the presence of another person in his house, but you didn't say anything to avoid causing an unprecedented fight.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who listened carefully that you were there to learn about ninja culture and do your history college graduation project, making Bi Han let his guard down a little, even if just a little. He saw an opportunity to bring the knowledge of the existence of the lin kuei to you, even if it was just a college assignment.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - He began to sympathize with you when he saw you playing with his children, you were affectionate and friendly, always with a smile and a light aura, like an angel, he didn't understand how you managed to maintain such a positive attitude in the midst of so much chaos, but, he liked it, your smile was charming to see, it made the old man's heart warm, even if a little.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who starts calling you to his meeting room when his wife comes out, serving you tea and wanting to hear your life story. He will listen to everything quietly, but with a practically invisible smile on the corner of his lips, he had something in you that awakened something in him, something he hadn't felt in years. Bi Han will thank you at the end of the conversation for sharing such cultural and life knowledge, so different from his, while asking you if you would be willing to go with him on a walk through the gardens of the lin kuei land.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - That he sees himself thinking of you in another way, a lascivious way, he never cheated on his wife, but you were irresistible, something in the way you moved your hips, your soft thighs, your soft body that gave off a delicate smell of fresh moisturizer , the way you sought his approval for every action, not wanting to make the grand master as calm as possible... It made him feel uncontrollably horny, but he was a man of class, he was going to win you over one way or another.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - He started masturbating thinking about you, while he was taking a shower, one of his most vivid fantasies was having you stand up for him, with his pulsing cock, both wet with water, while he held your ass, burying it in your pussy while you looked pleadingly at him. He, with his sweet and seductive voice, squeezed his dick, calling him "my grand master" or "my lord" or even "Daddy". Bi Han accelerated the movements of his hand on the pulsing length, thinking about how he was going to fuck you so fucking hard, making you shake and squirt on him as he sank his dick into your womb. He manages to finish the nighttime handjob in one long stroke with his fist, while he trembled slightly, his white and black hair fell in his face, while the grand master tried to contain his moans.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - He starts asking you for strange favors, like massaging his muscular back, full of fight scars, his well-worked and tense muscles, while he smiles at you, giving you rose oil, telling you his orders in a calm and deep voice. how to make him feel good. Bi Han asked you to lower yourself a little more, going to his abdomen, while you could see his erection through his pants. "-Fuck I can't contain myself anymore, making me hard since you got here... Just be a good boy/girl and let me fuck that beautiful pussy... I promise to make you feel good (Y/ N)."

♡ DILF!BI HAN - He fucked you with his slippery dick, pushing with all his might, feeling the bulge his dick made in your belly, while he covered your mouth with his hand. "-Shh... you don't want my wife to hear, right?" Bi Han spoke in a cold whisper in your ear, you knew it was wrong, but old Bi Han had a wonderful dick. Bi Han turned you to face him, moaning loudly and smiling mischievously. "-Fuck- what a greedy pussy... sucking my dick like that? so good my pretty boy/girl..."

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who made you squirt on his dick, but he continued fucking you with his spent, pulsing dick, using both thumbs to mark exactly where he would mark you with more and more of his hot cum. "-See my little boy/little girl? I'm going to fill you up to here, I'm going to get you pregnant, I want to have more children, more children with you baby..." Bi Han would take his dick out of your pussy, using his another hand to hold the member and hit the hard dick on your sensitive clitoris, watching you squirm "-Fuck (Y/N) just a pretty boy/girl looking for a dick to be fucked, right? teasing me with that beautiful pussy. .. you're a little slut... my tight little pussy whore."

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who fucks you all over the house, holding you in his still muscular arms, forcing you to swallow his dick or fuck your breasts and cum all over them, making you suck off the mess you forced him to make on you. "-Is that what you like, slut? Being your grandmaster's cumdump? I must thank my wife for bringing you a boy/girl so hungry for cock like that." -Bi Han said sadistically, spreading hot jets of cum over your breasts and squeezing them afterwards, while lightly slapping your face, pulling you into a hungry kiss, whispering between his thin lips that he needed you more than anything in this world, that you were his good boy/girl.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who doesn't care if his wife sees you fucking him, after all, the only thing he cares about in marriage is his children. So he'll just fuck your pussy, on the kitchen table while she passes by in the hallway, pretending not to hear and see you two. "-Just let her listen, just use that pretty head to make me cum, squeeze that little pussy on my dick like the good slut you are." He would finish saying this with a loud grunt, filling you with his cum again, slapping you hard on the ass, burying two fingers in your pussy, so as not to let his cum escape.

♡ DILF!BI HAN - Who smiles widely when he sees you pregnant with another of his children, seeing you get along even better with his first two children. He will fuck you even more, taking care of your belly, holding your heavy belly while he fucks you slowly, squeezing your sensitive breasts full of milk and sucking them a little. "-Yes... fuck you look so beautiful pregnant like this... fuck I'm the happiest man in the world, and you're my boy/girl forever Fuuck-"

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

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ja3hwa · 1 month

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Hey, can you write a cup of hot coco on matz just fucking reader hard while the others watch?

thanks

Thank you for joining in on my 4k event, my darling ♡ Check out the other requests here.

Now for your request, hehe:

I was thinking of an idea where Seonghwa has persuaded you to come over to his dorm. It was for some cuddles and such. But when you found out Hongjoong was going to be there, you knew it was going to be anything but sweet.

They would have taken you in almost every room of the house before ending up back in the lounge room. You'd be on all fours completely blissed out of your mind before you could notice the other six men walking in through the front door.

Hongjoong was ball deep inside your abused cunt when they all noticed what was going on. And Seonghwa cockily smirk while telling them all to leave or join lit a spark in every one of them. It was only a matter of minutes before Hongjoong had you bouncing on his cock, facing away from him as you held his knees for support.

This gave all the men a perfect view of your tits bouncing in time your hips and your fucked out expression as you moaned lewdly in front of them. All of them had his cocks out stroking them in time with your thrusts, only being able to imagine what your pretty pussy must feel like wrapped around them instead.

Hongjoong would bring his fingers to your button, circling it roughly so he could get you to squirt so beautifully all over him. It would drip down onto his lap, couch, and floor. This would cause groans and whimpers from all the boys.

"Get on the floor angel. On your knees for us." Seonghwa cooed while giving you a strong, dominant kiss.

Hongjoong patted your ass so you could shakily get on the floor in the middle of the room. All the boys quickly shuffled around you into you were incased with tall legs. You looked up seeing all the boys stroking themselves quickly. You couldn't help but touch yourself at the sight.

And with a few more strokes all the boys were coming undone, emptying their loads all over your sweaty body. San and Wooyoung aiming for your face, Yunho and Jongho getting their cum all over your back. Mingi perfect squirting on you tits. And yeosang letting it in your lap, watching the white cream drip down between your thighs.

Safe to say you were covered in your boyfriends friend's cum from head to toe.

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21slurp-blog · 6 months

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cuts and kisses

ellie Williams x female reader

description - you get hurt on patrol and ellie is not happy.

Tw’s - swearing, brief mention of blood from a shoulder wound, ellies a teensy bit mean, fingering (r!receiving), eating out (r!receiving), smut, fluff, pet names (angel, baby), I think that’s it let me know if I missed any.

a\n - this is my first fic so it’s trash pls don’t hate me 🧎🏼‍♀️

“what the fuck was that?” ellie says harshly as she charges through the doors to your hospital room. You had been on patrol with Dina, an easy route nothing overly complicated. However there had been a group of bandits hiding in the dense forrest. They caught you by surprise to say the least. Dina managed to fight most of them off leaving you with two men. You shot down the first one and aimed your pistol at the second and pulled the trigger. Empty. You scrambled to try and find something, anything to defend yourself but it was too late. The man plunged a blade into your shoulder. The dark red sticky liquid oozed from your arm and trickled down your body. Dinas eyes widened as she ran over to you and that’s the last you remembered.

your eyes fall to the ground and your lips stay closed as ellie stares at you with furrowed brows and a frown. “Hm? You wanna tell me why the fuck you almost died out there?” she says growing angrier. Tears nip at your eyes as Ellie’s harsh words cut deep. “please stop yelling” you say weakly, a small tremble in your voice. “I’m not yelling. I fucking- you don’t know how lucky you are Dina brought you back in time you know that?” ellie says looking right at you with those disappointed green eyes of hers. “M’sorry” you say softly as the tears finally break and cascade down your pink cheeks. Ellie’s gaze softens and she moves closer to you. “Fuck- no I’m sorry. I just- I can’t lose you, I can’t.” She admits, wrapping her arms around you gently. You sob quietly into her arms, melting into her touch.

“I know. I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry” she coos at you, holding you so gently as though you’ll break. The rest of that night is spent with ellie holding you and her telling the cheesiest dad jokes in attempt to make you smile. It worked of course, it always does.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

The next day or two fly by with ellie taking care of you. The doctors give you the all clear and ellie insists on carrying you home even though you insisted you could walk. She plants you down on your shared bed and helps you undress. You catch her plump lips in a kiss that goes on a second longer than it should. The kiss grows needier and ellie pulls away drawing a groan and a pout from you. “why’d you stop Els” you whine, your eyes scanning Ellie’s body hungrily. “your still recovering angel. don’t wanna hurt you” she says her eyes flickering between yours lips and tits. “you won’t hurt me Els. please.” Ellie looks over your topless frame once more before mumbling something that sounds like fuck it before taking your lips in hungrily. She gently lays you down and kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking, proudly leaving cherry red marks that will be violet purple by the morning.

She slowly pulls down the loose pyjamas you were wearing, exposing your white cotton panties decorated with a wet patch of your arousal. “fuck” she mumbles as she leans down, eye level with your cunt and slips her long digits into the waistband of your panties and slides them off. She proudly shoves them in the back pocket of her denim jeans. “anything hurts or you change your mind you tell me to stop, yeah?” she says softly looking into your eyes with the most caring expression you’ve ever seen. You hide feverishly and she wastes no time diving her tongue into your cunt like a starved women. The pink muscle drawing circles over your clit while her finger plunged inside you, curling upwards. Your mouth hangs open as soft gentle moans escape your lips. Your brain is empty, the only words leaving your mouth are ellie, ellie, ellie.

She basks in your pleasure, smiling as her tongue greedily laps at your clit. Your knuckles turn white as you grip the sheets, dangerously close to your release. “M’gonna cum-“ you mewl, doe eyes fluttering as you approach your climax. “Cum for me angel”. Ellie’s words are all you needed, as your orgasm washes over you, cumming all over Ellie’s fingers and mouth. “Atta girl” she coos as he lips detach from your cunt and her fingers pull out, leaving you empty. She pops her fingers in her mouth, savering your taste before kissing you gently. “did so well for me baby” she kisses your forehead before leaving quickly to grab a wet cloth. You hiss at the friction as she cleans you up, pulling fresh panties on for you and pulling you close to her chest. She misses you softly once more before you both fall asleep in each others arms.

“I love you” she mumbles half asleep.

“I love you too” you reply, nuzzling impossibly closer to her.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #the last of us #tlou #ellie tlou #smut #fluff

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helluvapoison · 3 months

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Trying

Lute x Reader

warnings: i’m pushing a giant agenda on heaven but it’s purely hc, not accurate to lore

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ

• Before future exorcists ever saw Adam, they went through you

• You had another purpose.. once. That seemed so long ago now. Lucifer plummeted and unwittingly took with him everything that used to be

• Now, you made weapons out of angels. Trained them in hand to hand combat should they ever lose their angelic spear

• There was one that kept coming back. At first you thought she was drawn to power, what with the way she clung to Adam after she left your division. Now you know better

• Lute craves equality. Respect. How she found that in Adam of all Angels you’ll never know. But she found it in you too

• It started with sparring matches. You’re bigger and stronger but that never deterred you from matching the energy of your opponent. That’s what Lute admired about you first and foremost

• Sparring lead to advice, to out of breath conversations, to longer and longer goodbye’s, to sitting for hours in an empty training hall talking about nothing and everything

• All in all, it took years to build a solid enough foundation for the two of you to stand on

• “I see you’re trying, Lute, b—“

Her narrowed eyes are sharp and dangerous, cutting you off before she speaks, “But what?”

“But you still need to talk to me. Your enemy isn’t me, it’s not anyone in Hell, it’s the way you avoid your problems or-or try to solve them by yourself! You don’t need to do that anymore, not when I want to help you!”

• By the middle of your little speech you realized you’d taken Lute’s bare hands in yours. She noticed after you did. Staring at how you held them, the difference between yours and hers, how calloused yours felt against her unblemished palms

• “I don’t understand,” She admits softly, so quiet you almost missed it. To you, it’s booming. It’s progress

• Everything in her tells her to run but your voice in her mind says “stay and fight” so she tries

• There’s times where Lute ran instead of helping, leaving you with your arm stretched out in constant invitation. Intimacy was a wound not even Heaven could heal for her

• Now it was more of a sore spot

• There’s times where you thought continuing to build on your own was pointless and you wanted to give up

• She seemed to know when these moments found you because she returned and silently began putting in the work

• Apologies were still rare but her efforts would never go unnoticed by you

• Adam, the bastard, puts a hindrance on your relationship at times. You think he’s jealous… You also think Lute secretly enjoys that attention to a degree (You keep both to yourself)

• Compliments don’t really work on her but Lute’s very easy to rile up if you know what to say (And boy do you!)

• She’s still learning how to relax in general, not just around you

• Fighting is her go-to stress reliever, which is fine, but you’re trying to find something less aggressive for her to do

• She doesn’t know how to “turn off” and just be

• “I’m trying,” Lute snarls, frustrated with the activity you set up, aiming her fury at anything and anyone else

• You force yourself into her line of sight, making her freeze up, “I know,” you say calmly

• That’s all you need to know

╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ this is for my ⚰️ anon! i hope it reaches your expectations!

#lute imagine #lute headcanon #lute x reader #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine

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kuroosdarling · 9 months

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*wiggles paws* hiiiiiii 😬👉🏻👈🏻

hellloooo sweet kisa !! :3 how are you doing ? i hope life has been treating u well ^_^

#squealing wheneve i see you pop up in my notifs ^_^#giving u lil headpats teehee #⁺. ʚ streaming with:#ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ kisa ༶ ⋆#♡ aims’ angels ♡

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s-telar · 2 years

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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏hugs & kisses.

heart 𖹭 for the mōon. ── vhs cam. 仑 🖐🏻 just smile as i record your angelic glow with my love camera.

ㅤ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝟣͏͏𝟣 : 𝟣𝟣 く𐡱 🥛 ☆

in the book : enchanted castle 𖹭 tōkyō no ai ( しい ) page 11. loving you in the dark of the magic night, 天使.

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ dire à la mer comment

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ elle est je t ' aime ♡ 🖐🏻 déjà

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ avec amourㅤ&ㅤbaisers.

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝘀. 곳 ✒️ ( 순 ) 𝗽𝙤𝗲𝘁𝗮 사랑으로.

canetas & tintas, 삶. vou escrever de mil formas sobre 너, sobre o seu 웃다 e o meu amor pelos seus 눈. ㅤㅤ

#random locs #long locs #soft locs #kpop locs #soft bios #short bios #ranoms bios #bts long locs #blackpink long locs #twice long locs #txt long locs #newjeans long locs

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lotusmi · 1 year

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The faith challenge <3

This is a small manifesting/void challenge I made for myself that helped me to manifest my dream life.

Aimed for people that overconsume or overcomplicate getting their desires.

Note: you know enough! you have overconsumed enough information. stop now, its time to finally get what you want!

If you overcomplicate things, you probably listen to subs for hours, affirm 10,000x every hour, etc. You view them as things you must do to get your desires. But remember, you are not doing this to get results in 3d, you are doing this to fulfil yourself inwardly. Its like you have your hair down and your looking in the mirror. You cannot change the hairstyle in the mirror, right? leave the mirror and change your hairstyle. (fulfill your desire inwards), and the mirror(3d) must reflect that.

The actual challenge:

Read/listen to edward art's though false lecture. ONCE. ONLY. ONCE!! aim to truly understand what he is saying. this lecture is all you need. After that, delete your tumblr. unsubscribe to manifestation ppl on youtube. no more information for u.

No affirmations, no subliminals, no scripting, no visualizing. (unless you're doing it just because it helps make you feel fulfilled. you dont have to do them!!! preferably stop all methods.)

you will write your own rules on a slip of paper. ex. 'my manifestions must come within 3 days because i said so and i make the rules', 'everything must always work in my favour'. keep it simple. it doesn't matter what anyone else said, make the rules however u want!

you will stick to those rules. you will just know that everything in your reality has to abide by your rules. do nothing else.

Wavering is fine. if you waver, no jumping back to tumblr to overconsume information. simply ask your inner self for confirmation. your inner self will always say 'yes u have ur desires!'

idc about your 3d. you are under no obligation to accept those circumstances as true, your imagination is the only true reality anyway. don't complain abt how bad ur circumstances are, because one well known blogger here grew up in in extremely abusive situation, was tossed from foster care to foster care, was searching for shelter at night because the abuse was too much. she wavered just like u. And yet, she did it! she changed her entire life. drastically. and you can too.

TLDR:

listen to edward art's though false lecture ONCE.

delete tumblr and all manifestation related stuff. do not do methods.

write your own rules

stick to them

fulfill urself inwardly only.

!!!success story + amazing challenge! oh, anon! You are amazing! 💐💌🌷

This ask is beautiful, this is so well done and the whole post is so well written, organized, and helpful! Omg, you are a real angel! I am so happy that you did it, and even more happy to receive an ask from someone kind like you, I appreciate you so much, I know this will help a lot of people. Congrats for your own journey and success! Please know that you are an amazing soul, and I wish you all the best and so much love, you deserve to live all the happiness! ...🌷💗

The Faith Challenge! <3

꒱This challenge is perfect for you that are overconsuming or overcomplicating the law and want to leave this cycle, manifesting your dream life! Everyone, let's appreciate this anon work! 𓆩♡𓆪

💐💐 those flowers are for you, my dear Faith anon!

#neville goddard #law of assumption #loa tumblr #loa advice #loa blog #manifesting #success story #living in the end #loatumblr #Lotuses success #states #challenge #edwardartsupplyhands #edward art #edwart art supply hands

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moonstruckme · 6 months

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Hey darling x I hope youre doing well 🩷 I have a really cute maruaders idea if it sparks any inspiration.

Reader who always wears ruffle socks, or the ones with the big bows on the back, no matter the aesthetic shes got going on for the day and the boys are living for it. Like theyd notice when shes gotten a new pair and just melt when she pairs/matches them with one of the boys shirts/jumpers shes wearing.

Anyway, love you bub. You deserve everything and more x

Thanks for requesting gorgeous!! Love you too (and you deserve the most!) <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 520 words

“Sweetness, key to my heart.” Sirius sidles up to you on the edge of your bed, holding a pair of silver socks in his hand. “Wanna wear these ones today?”

You hold up the balled socks you’ve already chosen. “I was gonna wear these blue ones,” you say.

He purses his lips. “I just don’t think those are the way to go.”

“But these have bows,” you say bemusedly. “I thought you like ones with bows.”

Sirius opens his mouth to say something, but before he can, he’s hit with a balled-up shirt.

“Oi!” He looks around, and James, shirtless, looks too. “Did you just throw a shirt at me?”

“Of course not,” James says. “But actually, would you mind tossing it back?” Sirius does, clearly aiming for his head. James snatches it from the air with ease. “Anyway, don’t listen to him, angel. He's just being a prick because he wants you to match his shirt.”

You look over, and Sirius is indeed wearing a gray shirt that would go well with your silver ruffle socks. Both of them rather complement his eyes, actually.

“You’re welcome to wear them, Siri,” you offer.

Sirius pouts, albeit fondly. “S’more fun when we’re matching,” he whines.

You soften, more so when he sets his head on your shoulder, sighing pitifully. “Okay,” you say, smiling when he perks up instantly, “I don’t have any gray tops, but if you lend me one of yours I can wear the socks and we’ll match.”

“Dove,” Remus moans as Sirius kisses you happily on the cheek, springing up to go look in the closet. “You give in so easily.”

“Yeah, you can’t!” James says, and you notice that the shirt he’s put on is blue to match yours.

"Aww," you say.

“Aww,” Sirius mocks, smirking at James as he brings you his shirt. You hesitate, and he tugs at the hem of your top, trying to bring it over your head.

James smacks at his hands—“don’t undress her, you pervert”—as Remus makes a sound of agitation that you suspect covers amusement, beginning to dig through his side of the closet.

You’re laughing, having succeeded in keeping your top on only for Sirius to start trying to wrestle his favored pair of socks onto your feet, when Remus returns, one of his sweaters in hand.

“Alright, enough.” He rolls his eyes, passing the sweater to James. “There, now she and Sirius can match, and you and I can match. Sound fair?”

James lights up, and Sirius huffs, hauling your foot up against his chest possessively. “Fine. I see the way it is, Moony.”

“I’ll change into your shirt,” you promise, wriggling in his hold, “but if you hold onto my foot a second longer, I’ll never be able to look at you again.”

You make a horrified sound as Sirius grips your foot tighter, pressing an obstinate kiss to the side of your ankle, before releasing you. “Alright, lovely, put those pretty socks on.”

“Don’t have any that are gray and with bows, do you?” Remus asks. You look at him, and he shrugs. “What? I like the ones with bows too.”

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salaciousdoll · 2 years

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Slurp It Like a Porn ☆

Pairings ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: Assassin! Toji Fushiguro x Chubby Mob Leader! Reader

Encapsulation ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: Having semi-passionate sex on a jet is to die for, especially with Toji. Call it the Soul plane.

Warnings ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: Smut, Lipstick kink, oral( m receiving), sloppy top, teasing, impact play, vibrating tongue ring, dick piercing mentioned, dirty talking, squirting, slight sir kink, gore, Mentions of death( not any of the main peoples), mention of hyperpigmentation, Mobster lifestyle, gang mentions, violence, fucking in the sky( literally), nipple play, passionate fucking with a little roughness, Full Nelson position, degradation, praise, use of multiple pet names( butterfly, Angel, baby, doll, etc.), fucking in the mirror, breeding kink, Fem reader

Word Count ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: 4.6K

18+ Permitted

Carrying your colorful/non colorful suitcases was the cherry on Toji’s day. He couldn’t wait to carry most of your bags while carrying only two of his. What utter bullshit that is because the man was struggling! You offered to help, but Toji never lets you carry bags you didn’t need to carry.

Meanwhile, on your behalf, the hot summer air was flowing over your face and honestly you couldn’t feel any better since you were going to your dream place with Toji, your boyfriend for 1 year. Toji couldn’t wait to take a vacation from every stress in his life. He hated leaving Megumi on his own with Nanami and Gojo watching over him. The boy is 17 now and it scares him that he’s growing up so fast.

You two were boarding the jet you owned ever since you took after your mother footsteps as a mob boss, you’ve had your fair share of riches you earned and never took for granted.

The game was so hard to obtain but you honestly were groomed into it due to your mother and father training you to follow their footsteps or take over your own mob, which you did. People labeled you as “The King of Reapers”. You were known to be colder than your mother and wiser than your father.

Multiple organizations or random citizens thought about taking you out because you offed their loved ones without a blink of an eye. You didn’t hesitate to get blood on your pretty suits or dresses you wore. You didn’t hesitate to pay anyone a visit when it comes to your profit of money. You were known across all regions and many people also respected you out of fear and love.

Toji was one of the people paid to assassinate you while you were having your private network event with other Cartels, Mobs, Gangs, yakuzas, and Mafias. He was paid by the leader of the Sinclair gang. The leader you’ve known all your life. Toji was a man who didn’t care who one is, he just needed to get the job done and over with so he could go back to his child, even if he’s going back with the blood of the most powerful leader on his hands and a target only on his back.

The plan was set in motion, but Sinclair pulled a rookie move, which is paying the assassin before he actually gets the job done. He was scared of Toji, so he didn’t have much choice when Toji demanded money to be in his account or he’ll have the blood of Sinclair’s wife on his hands, with no problem.

Toji liked the way you moved and wanted to get a deal with you for a long time but if he has to assassinate you now, he will. He tried and failed when one of your women caught him above the balcony where he was aiming his gun at your head. If you weren't informed that Sinclair was out for your head then you would’ve been dead.

With a gun suddenly to the back of his head, he postponed the assassination. Toji surrendered under oath when he was back in your hideout watching you tear sinclairs teeth out his mouth with pliers while watching him scream and beg for his life. He was intrigued by you since you were ten steps ahead of him and Sinclair, it seems. So when you were done mutilating Sinclair's body to an unrecognizable body and unresponsive death.

He had to do something to stop his life from being taken, so he made a deal with you while admiring the blood dropping off your manicured hands and sprouting upon your light clothes you wore. Even the blood on your face made his dick hard and honestly he hated that he was getting turned on because your women were poking fun at him while you chuckled at their jokes.

You weren’t exactly keen on this man spouting out ideas that already had your interest, but you suddenly gave in when he said he explained he needed the money to send his son to study abroad for college. He was saving up for him to have a better opportunity than he did. You were a fool for kids or teenagers. They deserved a happy life outside this dark world you contributed to and so you gave him the opportunity to work with you.

This eventually leads to you and him forming a relationship when you repeatedly ask about his life and how his son was doing. When you were invited to his house for a get-together for Toji, you were astonished that it was really for your birthday, something you haven’t bothered to celebrate for years. Everyone was there and you enjoyed yourself. You knew then that Toji was an honorable man and you were willing to give him a chance. And so you did and it may be the best decision you made. You knew him for a total of 3 years but got together after the second year of being with each other, even on missions.

Right now, You were so giddy as he sat his and your luggage into the slots they were supposed to be at. He was the only one, besides your men, women and sometimes Megumi, who got to see this side of you. You were truly happy with him as was he with you.

You sat down and immediately was met by your flight attendant offering you a drink. It was a blue mixture drink and honestly it looked very pretty. The blue had the perfect hue of green mixed into it with a cherry on top. You craved it and it reminded you of the man packing up the bags on the flight. His eyes were your favorite to gaze into as you rode him.

Toji huffed as he finally sat down. His white crew neck shirt clung to him like it was a part of his skin. You couldn’t take your eyes off him as you struggled to put your non-plastic straw in your mouth. You two haven’t had sex for two months due to him dealing with finding hyuki and he didn’t want extra help from anyone, not even you as his leader and boss, but he eventually gave in due to you two communicating with eachother about your stress and forbidden desires.

Toji, on the other hand, was worrying about Megumi again, so he was about to call Nanami to see what his trouble maker of a son is doing as soon as the jet lifted into the sky, but you placed two warm hands on his.

Your warm and seductive eyes were the first thing his green mystic eyes met and he couldn’t do anything but cave into your warm embrace. Your aura was like a full moon on a warm summer night. The warm summer night where you sit on the porch or balcony until 4 in the morning enjoying the presence around you. He fell in love with you first for a reason.

“ Toji, please stop worrying, we’re in the sky so just relax or do you want me to help you relax, hmm?”, You ask, in a low sultry voice while rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand.

Toji relaxed under your touch even more and gulped before nodding his head, “ We haven’t had sex in two months so I may be rusty, baby doll? You got me.” You smiled before moving your manicured fingers on the hems of his shirt, pulling it overhead.

The shirt easily came off his body leaving his chest and pecks on display, “ Toji, you are so beautiful you know that?” He honestly wasn’t expecting you to say that because it was always him telling you that you're beautiful and you calling him handsome. He liked this hot feeling bubbling inside of his heart and cheeks, it eventually got to the pumping blood in his dick.

He brought you closer to him and kissed you like he wouldn’t let go. It was like it was the last kiss in an apocalypse setting and he was about to sacrifice himself for you. He didn’t care if lipstick was on his lips, he was in love with you and it showed daily, “ Thank you, butterfly. Not as gorgeous as you of course.”

“ Thank you, baby. You know sometimes, you are really corny, but it’s okay. I still love you. Now lay back for me.”, you said while getting up to drop down to your knees right after. You were gonna suck him like his own personal pornstar.

You pulled his pants and underwear down at the same time and freed his dick from his pants. Honestly you were never gonna get used to the way his dick looked. It was pretty enough for you. Toji had hair trailing from his belly button to his pelvis, making a trimmed happy trail. It had two long veins that cut off where his balls dropped. His balls were kinda shaped like a heart and big. The Prince Albert piercing was the icing on the cake.

One thing you learned is that the laughing that happened years ago when you were toying with Toji about his size didn’t go on for long when you’re actually face to face with his dick prior to now and now. The pre-cum was basically opening to you but before you actually put your mouth around him, you slowly stuck out your tongue and touched your tongue piercing for one purpose only. Toji didn’t know about it, but you did.

He looked down at you with low seductive eyes. Honestly his expression was a mixture of curiosity and confusion. You slowly pulled your tongue back into your mouth before smirking at him, “ are you ready babe?”

“ What did you just do?”, Toji asked.

Your smirk didn’t wipe off your face as you shrugged, “ nothing.” The vibration felt so good on your tongue so you already knew it was gonna make him go crazy.

You kissed from his tip, feeling some of his pre-cum on your lips, and on down to his balls while your manicured hands tried to fit all of his dick wrapped inside of your hand. The crimson lipstick kiss prints were only adding to Toji's wants and needs. The little twitches Toji were doing only added to your ego right now. He tried so hard you hide his whimpers and it was quite amusing to you since it’s usually you trying to hide them, but then again he always does this when you suck his cock.

Toji jumped up and grabbed your hair when you stuck out your tongue to lick the hard vein displayed on his cock, “ Fuck!!, what the fuck is that?” You laughed at his outburst before putting on your serious face that many people feared including him, “ Didn’t I tell you to sit back and relax, don’t make me tie you up like I did last time, you wouldn’t like that would ya?”

Toji narrowed his eyes at you before laying back and closing his eyes while rubbing a hand over his face, “ Just go easy, Ok , not use to the shit you’re pulling right nowwww, ugh fuck!” You didn’t give him time to finish because your mouth wrapped around his tip while your tongue flattened on the bottom of his tip.

The sounds of you slurping was heard throughout the space you two contained in. Your hand stroked him as you tongue licked around his tip before taking him into your mouth. You were half way down before you gaged around his dick. Your mouth was stretching along the way down and honestly it hurts so good. The salt form his pre-cum added just enough flavor to you sucking his cock.

Spit was now dripping down your mouth and onto your hand that was stroking the parts you couldn’t reach. Toji held onto the seats harshly. His nails dig into the cushion part as you bobbed your head up and down while moaning around his dick adding more vibrations, “ Fuck, Angel, you’re so fucking gorgeous with my cock in your little mouth. I’m -aah- fucking surprised that your jaw hasn’t broken yet.”

You hummed while bobbing your head up and down his dick faster during the time of twisting one hand around his thick cock and another hand playing with his cum filled balls. His whimpers turned to moans quickly as he got up on his elbows to hold the back of your head, “ Fuck, look at you making a mess on my cock just like you make a mess with traitors: messy and disgusting. Hah! Shit!”

Toji now pulled your hairstyle in a ponytail, well tried/ held your bald head with his large hand as he guided you up and down his dick. He loved hearing your little gags and whimpers as he slid your mouth on his now glistening cock, “ I think you’re gonna make me cum, Angel face. Let’s see if you could take more of my dick, yeah?”

He snatched your hand away with his free hand, “ Relax your throat, doll. You’re in for a ride.”

You didn’t even get 10 seconds to relax your throat before he moved your head down his cock even further, “ Come on, Angel, you can do it, relax your throat and open wide for me, Uuh! Kuh! Good fucking girl! My perfect fucking girl.”

His piercing was stabbing the back of your throat as you moved your head in a circular motion as you bobbed your head up and down without his help since you slapped his hand away from your head once you knew you could do it by yourself, “ Mmmng, so good.”

Toji smirked, “ Did you say something pretty girl because I couldn’t hear you since your mouth is stuffed with my cock, spe-akkk hngg fuck, I’m about to cum, I gotta cum.” You were happily jumping inside of your head because he was talking shit just to turn into your little bitch when you fit all of him inside of your mouth. You lifted your head completely off him prior to stroking him with wet fingers, “ cum into my mouth, sir. I would really appreciate it.”

You knew he had somewhat of a sir kink, he had a daddy one too but you didn’t have one so it was awkward until you both discovered you got some sort of attraction to the word sir, only in this circumstance. Toji groans were the highlight of your wet pussy juices trailing down your thighs. They were deep and opulent.

You kissed all around his dick with new marks of deep red lipstick on his cock since the other prints melted into his skin due to your saliva. Toji whimpered with a vermillion face scrunched up in pleasure when you wrapped your messy lipstick lips around his tip while stroking him faster than before. Your tongue ring was still vibrating so he couldn’t take it especially when you swirled your long tongue on his mushroom tip.

Toji gripped your head to stay still as his cum pumped inside of your hand as his cum spurt inside of your mouth. It was sticky and salty, either tasted up to your standards or didn’t, either way you gladly swallowed because it was good and you wanted to be his good girl. The jumps of his body were still going as he finished up cumming inside of your mouth. You were surprised that it didn’t waste out of your mouth, that means you were improving.

Toji panted and moaned while thrashing around in the process of you hollowing your jaw around his tip, “ Holy fuck! Ahhh you’re mine forever, I can’t let you go.so good for me!” You swallowed every last drop before smearing more of your red lipstick on your face and hand from wiping spit off it.

Toji couldn’t help but pull you in a messy kiss despite you sucking him dry. He wanted to be inside of you, so he pulled away while still holding your face, making your cheeks squeeze together and lips pucker up, “ 5, 10, or 15? You did so well so you chose, butterfly.”

You pecked him on the lips before deciding your fate, “ 7.” Toji smirked at you, “ Oh? You sure, butterfly?”

You nodded and smiled to which he took as an opportunity to kiss you even more before slapping your ass, creating little/big ripples. The stretch marks around your hips, legs, and on your ass was such a turn on for him. He needed to see them, so he snatched your clothes off leaving you in your bra and panties.

His cock became brick as he stared at your tits whether they were little or big he was gonna still love you. His eyes traveled down to your stomach, admiring it before going to your thighs and legs, you were beautiful in his eyes. Nobody could tell him any different and he was gonna show you even if you are or aren’t insecure.

He looked around while you stood there in silence wondering what he was doing. He spotted a mirror by the bathroom door and picked you up, not caring about the size you possessed. He walked you over to the mirror despite your confused expression. He almost wanted to laugh because of the face you were making.

The way the jet felt in the sky added to you two comforts, oddly enough. It was beautiful but what was even more beautiful is the way Toji carried you with care and gentleness. It made your heart swell since you were always around a harsh environment. He brought you happiness and gentleness that you shoved received throughout your entire life even as a child, but you didn’t. Couldn’t.

Toji set you down to bring a comfortable chair in front of the mirror, you were glad you got some cushion chair on your jet beside the actual chairs. You watched him round the chair preceding to sitting down and pulling you down on his lap by his arm.

“ You’re gonna watch me fuck the woman I love and the pussy that drives me crazy, are you ready?”, he asked while rubbing around your body feeling on the existent/ nonexistent curves and rolls you had. He nibbled on your ear while waiting for your answer and when he got it, he couldn’t get over the rush of his heart beating inside of his body.

Toji rubbed your clit through your panties while watching your facial expression closely, your lipstick may be smeared across your lips and face, but you're still attractive in his eyes. Your little huffs and whimpers were setting him off, so he pushed your panties to the side, “ Hold this and don’t let it go or I’ll change that 7 to a fucking 100, you know I will.”

You tremble from the memories of last time coming into your mind, “ mmm, no, I can’t endure that like last time so I’ll listen today.” Toji smirked against your body and

spread your pussy with two of his thick fingers, “ Fuck, your pussy is soaking. Toji wanted to devour you but they’ll be for later. He loved the way your pussy was perfect, it was a slightly different shade from your body due to hyperpigmentation. It was beautiful in size too. Pussy is pussy but your pussy was something he never wanted to let go of.

His thick fingers on his right hand rubbed your clit while the left hand digits went inside of your pussy making your grip Toji arm with your free hand, “ Aaah fuck, tojiii”

Toji shuddered from the feeling of your warm pussy gripping around his two fingers, “ come on pretty, I haven’t even started yet and you're already moaning and panting.” You groaned at the feeling of his fingers curling up inside of you only to leave right after once he realized you were gonna enjoy it until you came. You couldn’t cum unless it was in his cock. Your push was sensitive so he expected this.

Toji chuckled before speaking, “ Angel, I need you to hold on to me and lift your legs up for me.” You listened to what he said before doing it, Toji hooked his arm around to tap his cock against your delicate clit, which pulsed as he did it.

When Toji slowly pushed inside of you, your hole was stretching to shape his cock and he couldn’t help but to groan at the feeling of your tightness around him. You winced at the feeling of him stretching you out.

“ Ohhh.”, Toji groaned into your ear.

He sat there and let you get used to the feeling of him inside of you while slowly moving more into you until his cock disappeared into you, well tried to. Your legs were beginning to feel heavy so you lowered them only for him to hook his arms around your thighs to hold them up. The heavy feeling wasn’t there like that since he was holding them but you couldn’t even think before he was sucking on your neck as he thurst inside of your dripping cunt, “ haa, this feels so amazing.”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he finally hit your g-spot and that’s when you knew you fucked up because he seen your weakness. Not that he didn’t see it any other time, just this time he’s actually taking in everything at once. It’s a little frustrating but he could get the job done.

“ Augh, Toji, fuck me, pleaseee!”, You moaned. He took that as an opportunity to hold your neck on the point of holding your legs too. He chuckled afore fucking into your sobbing pussy calmly but harshly. Every thrust was met with a loud slapping sound but it was slow.

The way his cock dragged along your melting walls was enough for you to moan louder than before, “ Ahnnn fuck, fuck, fuck!! Toji, it’s too big, fuck! You’re piercing is ahhh shit!” Toji smiled and took that like a diamond mysteriously found in his safe, it made his ego boost and hisself happier.

“ Ahh yes! That’s right bunny, now take my cock, it’s only a certain amount of time you have until you orgasm, why not make it the best? Hmm.”, Toji moans before biting your ear. His pants were so loud but he wasn’t stopping as he fucked you with a pace you couldn’t resist the feeling of. The sound of his cock inside of your pussy was heaven to both him and you. Your skin slapped against each other as he started grinding against your cervix.

You were scared of him going inside of it, but from the way you two held eye contact in the mirror told you everything you needed to know because he got you, “ You think I’m gonna hurt you, Ahh fuck! you’re fucking gripping me too tight, loosen up.” You relaxed and let him move properly again, his pace was so good, it wasn’t fast nor was it slow. It was in between. You were so glad you picked 7

Toji had you in his favorite position: full Nelson and he wasn’t gonna let this moment go to waste, “ uuuh shit, I wanna fuck a baby into you so bad, look at that, could you picture it. Bringing a baby in this world, raising them to be completely different from our- unghh yes yes baby, I could feel you tighten up around me, you like that thought huh?- Ohh, the baby is gonna grow up in a peaceful world with a loving family to surround them, what do you say, Angel?”

You thought he was just talking so you didn’t answer him, you instead rolled your head back at the thought of him filling you up, you needed it. Toji didn’t like that you didn’t respond so he decided to take it up a notch, to a scale of 8 really. He suddenly moved his hands to the back of your head and lifted the both of you to slide you semi off the chair.

Screams of pleasure erupted followed by the sound of skin clapping repeatedly after it, the sound could be heard throughout the jet and the flight attendant couldn’t do anything but shake her head. She thought you needed it because as long as she’s been working with you for the past two weeks, you’ve been stressed out from taking trips overseas. She put her headphones in while you were practically begging Toji to cum inside you.

“ Toji, please, please, please, I wanna cum and I wanna do it together, I want you to cum inside of me, please sir.”, You moaned.

“ Play with your nipples while I bring us to an orgasm we both deserve. Look at you, clenching around me, so intensely, you’re such a good little slut!”, Toji whispered into your ear as his balls were now hitting your sensitive clit making you squirt around him.

Your screams were music to his ears as you squirted on his dick and on the mirror in front of you, “ Ahhh! Ahhhn fuck, I’m not done, I’m not done.” Your moans were pornographic and that right there made him snap his hips three times before pumping your pussy full of cum.

You came around him, even after squirting on him. You were both, he was the only one that got that out of you. The only one who could do it.

Toji's moans were ruff and loud, “ Hugh! Hhn! Shit, I’m pumping you full of my cum, so now it’s definitely a possibility to get pregnant if you aren’t on birth control.” You were panting loudly while laying on his sweaty chest. Toji rubbed circles on your stomach before you both met eye contact in the mirror saying, “ I love you.”

You both smiled before he kissed your cheek, but he stopped when he heard what you said next, “ We can try for a child the next time we have sex, I think I’m ready, I’m not getting much younger and it’s time for me to take the final step to heal myself. Toji, I need you to know this isn’t gonna be ea-”

Toji held your neck as he kissed you on your lips. It was soft and passionate, “ I know, I know, but I’m willing to try. Thank you baby.”

You chuckled before looking back at yourself in the mirror and then peering at Toji, “ How come you got so many nicknames for me? And did you figure out the one you need to hunt down, I think my hint was very clear.”

Toji sat there confused until you stuck your tongue out to hint at the dead vibrating piercing, “ Ahh shit, just when I was finally beginning to like vibran, now I have to bring you his head, great.”

You giggled before kissing him, “ See all you needed to do is stop worrying about minor stuff and stop doubting yourself. I thought we had this talk with the other target?”

“ I know. I know baby and to answer the nickname question, it’s because I love you, trust me I never had any nicknames for anyone else except my son.” When he got done saying that he kissed your forehead with love and admiration.

He was the man you needed in your dark life and you were the woman he needed and wanted in his.

Cliche and corny? Yes.

Love? Yes!

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GOT ME FEELING LIKE POPROCKS , STRAWBERRY , BUBBLE GUM

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⁀➷ pairing: various hsr men x fem! reader

⁀➷ synopsis: you go to a place called an amusement park with your boyfriend for the first time as a break , because you were burnt out from all your missions in the interstellar.

⁀➷ warnings: overall fluffy , slightly suggestive at Jing Yuan’s

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DAN HENG is confused at first when you asked him to go drop by this specific planet to go to some weird park. But he doesn’t really argue - you were his sweet angel , and he didn’t want to make you sad.

At first , he winced when he set foot on the bustling place. So many people , the colorful lights sparkling from every corner had him nauseated already. He hated crowds— and every second was living hell to him , and he wanted to tell you that he wanted to go back— but seeing your face glow like an excited puppies’ — he couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.

After scouring a bunch of attractions , your eyes shine and you smile in excitement , not knowing this was so fun— while your boyfriend’s smile was upside down. He looked like he wanted to go home already.

“ Hey look!~ ”

Your eyes fall to one of the fancy claw machines next to a stall. A specific plushie caught your eye — a grumpy-looking green dragon that looked scarily similar to Dan Heng.

Noticing your wide grin , being the expert he is at catching your hinting , he already knew what you wanted.

He made his way to the claw machine , slipping out a few credits as he inserted it into the machine. Cheerful music started to play , and his eyes narrowed in focus , his sleek hands flicking the switches , aiming the claw towards the dragon plushie. Your excited eyes follow the claw as it swooped down towards it.

Beep! he hooked the plushie first try , and you jump up and down , excited. Who knew he was even talented in this!

However , happiness is short lived- and the claw dropped the plushie.

“ Awww… ” you sigh in disappointment. Oh well… it was just a plushie , after all. You smile at him instead. “ It’s okay , let’s go somewhere else. I don’t need some plushie anyway! ”

You knew you were lying through your teeth- you really , really wanted that plushie- but you didn’t want to look spoiled.

Dan Heng noticed the lie as well. Wordlessly , he slides out a handful of credits , and then puts them into the slot again. You were about to leave until you heard the cheerful music- surprised , you turn around to see your boyfriend staring at the claw machine , looking like he was about to battle.

“ Sweet , you really don’t have to..”

He’s too immersed in flicking the switches you hear you properly- you watch him fail again , but he doesn’t stop, continuing to insert credits as the machine continues to make that cheerful music. You know there was no convincing him now , so you wait behind him patiently. A smile creeps up your face to see the ‘ silent and deadly ’ stare intently at something so cute and harmless , continuing to attempt just to get that plushie you wanted.

Alas , Dan Heng finally gets it- he pulls the dragon plushie and extends his arm to give it to you. He looks exhausted.

“ Here ,” he says breathlessly , avoiding your gaze- an evident pink blush had dampened his ears. He knows what he just did was a total waste of credits- but it was worth it- but because of the embarrassment of knowing he did something he would never do in a million years just for you , his face just starts to heat up for no reason.

To reply to that , you pounce onto him and hug him tightly with the grumpy plushie. You start giggling and he turns a deeper shade of red.

“ Why are you laughing? ” His usually stoic demeanor is broken now , and he’s a blushing mess. This side of Dan Heng is the side only you know about- the silly , goofy , and dedicated man.

“ I love you so much ,” you laugh , burying your head into his broad chest.

“ I love you too ,” he mumbled against your ear.

GEPARD is somewhat used to this sight- after all , he’s seen tons of kids back in Jarilo-VI. A couple of kids tug on his cape and he turns around. You stop in your tracks seeing that your boyfriend is occupied.

“ You look like a prince! ” one of the little girls squeal. You laugh at her remark softly , it was true after all- and that makes him embarrassed.

“ Is she your princess? ” another kid inquires , pointing to you. Although you two were dating , both of you were extremely awkward whenever somebody acknowledged you as a couple. As a result , your face heats up at the remark and you frantically shake your head.

“ Oh , no , I look nothing like a princess! ” You respond quickly , then awkwardly tugged his armored arm and the two of you leave the area as fast as you could , the laughter of the kids echoing behind.

You guys just started dating like a week ago , so it was expected that both sides were awkward , but oh , you felt so ashamed! You should have said something smart , something that might be interesting-

Gepard is first to talk- he awkwardly clears his throat.

“ Well , we’ve been on a lot of rides , so why don’t we get some food? ”

“ Oh , um , yeah. Sure. ” You smile , but inwardly you’re cringing. You couldn’t help but stutter when you look at his handsome face- his deep blue irises—

“ I’ll get some for you. ”

When he leaves , you let out a long breath , thinking intently to yourself. You wanted to break out of your awkward side. You wanted to be more bold and daring today. Oh , what could you do?

Around the time you come up with a possibly evil plan, Gepard returns with two odd things in his hand- they look like pink clouds caught onto a stick. Curiously , you ask him what it is- as you’ve never seen this on the Express.

“ They call it cotton candy ,” he responded , handing you one. You bite into the soft cloudy substance and holy moly it tastes so sweet! But you fail to notice that the melted pink is still on your face. Upon seeing it , your boyfriend takes out a tissue.

“ Hold still ,” he tells you and when you do , confused , he wipes your lips , all the time being as red as a tomato , and he quickly turns away from you and throws it away.

“ So this sticks onto your face when it melts?” You inquire.

“ Apparently.” He responds , each reply becoming shorter than the last- he’s still a blushing mess , you don’t know why , honestly. Maybe he was really awkward just having his hands near your lips.

A lightbulb dings above your head and you grin widely , seeing Gepard having some of the remnants of the candy near his lips as well.

“ I’ll clean that for you,” you offered. And without warning , you lean forward and kiss him on the lips , moving your own lips to lick all the candy.

he’s completely taken aback. He freezes in place while you delicately kiss him , he’s basically about to blow up from his thumping heart. Oh , when had you become so daring? The words were snatched away from his mouth and he just stares at you , speechless , he’s basically a mess.

“ G-give me a moment , dear ,” is what he mumbled before he quickly turns away from you , just standing there and trying to ease himself by breathing in and out , tousling his golden hair , but that doesn’t help him at all , because seeing the cotton candy he was holding , all he could think of was your gentle kisses across his face.

It was JING YUAN’s idea to go on the scariest roller coaster ride in the whole amusement park. Although you were the one who brought him here- you felt like he was slowly becoming the one who led you around.

So you had made a dare with your boyfriend- if you survived the ride without screaming , you would be able to order him to do something- if you failed not to scream , you had to do something he told you to do.

But as the line waiting for the ride slowly cut short , you had a bad feeling about this- seeing the ride curving around in the air like an angry dragon , you felt your confidence slowly evaporate.

On the other hand , Jing Yuan looked calm , as if the monstrous ride didn’t faze him at all. He notices your anxiety on your face and chuckles.

“ Do you regret it now , love? ”

Your annoyance prickled at his teasing words. “ Shut up , ” you hiss and try your best to make a determined expression. He only chuckled even more- you were so easy to read for him that it was simply so cute.

And alas it was your turn to ride the rollercoaster- you cautiously sit beside him , uncomfortably fastening the belt across your body. Your heart started racing a million miles per hour , and you started shifting in your seat. Oh , why did you even dare him to do this? You regretted this already— but you weren’t going to let him see that you were. Putting on your most stoic face , you hear the gates open , and the ride started to run.

You cling onto the metal bar in front of you as the rollercoaster started to elevate , and the people behind you were screaming in anticipation and fear. You and Jing Yuan were the ones at the front- so you could clearly see just how high the ride was going.

The higher it went , you felt yourself visibly trembling , face pale- while the general on the other hand remained calm , smirking confidently even , and you sure wanted to punch him. This wasn’t fair! How come he was so composed?

It slowed down to a stop- you could practically see the clouds close to you , you weren’t going to lie- and when you looked down , you regretted it. The people down below were nothing but small speckles.

Fuck , you were not prepared for this. You wanted to just vanish from the spot , back to the ground , and just wanted to tell him that you give up- but your dignity didn’t allow it.

And the ride shot right down just as you thought that— and you forget all about the dare and shriek , instinctively clinging onto Jing Yuan and burying your head into his chest to block out the sight. He’s as still as a rock , with the calmest heartbeat- and you feel his big hands stroke your hair like you were his little kitty.

You stayed like that the whole ride until it finally ended- and that was when you realized what you’ve done. Your face heat up and you quickly detach yourself from him , angrily crossing your arms as you run off the ride. Well.. , you totally made a fool out of yourself with all your confidence back there.

“ Remember our dare , angel? ” his golden eyes stare down at you , triumphant- and you seethe. But you weren’t a sore loser , and you know you would have to comply to the rules.

“ What do you want me to do? ” you sigh. You still feel nauseated from the ride , and your head’s fuzzy as he steadies you.

When you look up at him , however , he’s smirking. He knows exactly what he wants from you , and you know it- you’re going to have to spend the rest of the day in the bed today.

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