#✒: gn

[faraway-archive]

Sleeping n' Fucking

Yan(ish)!Nerd x GN reader

Tw: cnc/dubcon, somnophilia, semi-degrading

AN; didn't proof read/edit and please welcome my nerd OC <3

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Your teacher has decided to do a partner project right before the school semester ends. Fortunately for you, you got a partner who you sorta know. You have seen him a couple of times outside of the classroom, but never really talked to him a lot. So you went and sat next to him.

"Hey, your name is Luka right?" "Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you. Do you want to meet at my house to work on our project together?" "Yeah sure, that works." "Alright. See you then." "See you."

As soon as you finish the conversation, the class has ended and everyone left. Luka slowly followed you from behind. Avoiding your line of sight, he made sure that you made it safely to your next class. Classes went by and you were finally able to meet up with Luka again at the end of the day.

"Hey, hop into my car I'll drive us to my house." "Alright."

Once you arrive at his house, you follow him to his room and sit down on his bed. Looking around at the posters and decorations. While you were looking Luka left to make some snacks and tea. Of course, he added something to make you sleepy and drowsy. He is giggling inside as he anxiously mixes the drink and carefully brings it up back into his room.

"Hey, sorry for taking so long, here is your drink and some snacks." "Oh! Thanks."

You take the drink and slowly sip it. Luka sits next to you and pulls up the project requirements. Both of you threw ideas at each other to see what the project could be about to make sure it fit the criteria. After both of you agree on what to do, you start to feel sleepy and drowsy. Of course, Luka takes notice and his dick starts to harden. The more you fight to stay away the more obvious his bulge is. He carefully guides you to his pillow and watches you fall asleep as he turns his back to you, trying to pretend to work on the project. As he glances back at you after a couple of minutes, you have fully fallen asleep and groans as he watches you. Looking so peaceful and innocent. He feels slightly bad but he's tired of watching guys flirting and or talking to you so that guilt quickly washes away. Carefully taking off your clothes, giving petals of kisses as he removes each piece of clothing. Sighing at the beauty of your body. His dick keeps twitching and he finally undresses himself.

He aligns himself in front of your entrance and rubs his pre-cum all over your hole. Sighing and biting his lip as he slowly enters your hole. Holy shit it feels so good to him as your hole clenches onto his dick. Giving you kisses as he keeps slowly thrusting back and forth. It feels so good seeing how weak you are underneath him. After thrusting slowly he picks up the pace and starts going ham. Groaning as he hears you softly whimpering and moaning as he abuses your poor little hole.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. You like that huh? Being unable to defend yourself as I take your hole and training it to only love my cock, and only my cock. God, I love seeing you hopeless as I ram my cock into you. Oh, how I love seeing you and admiring you from afar. You have no idea how much I wanted you to myself. How I want you to whimper and moan for me, begging how good my cock is. God, I wish you were awake right now but I can't risk you screaming at me. Not yet at least. You will be with me. You will be mine."

He grabs your waist and slams you into him as he cums into your hole. Panting as he dumps his load into you and slowly pulls it out, watching his cum come out and puts on your undergarment. Taking his cock and carefully puts it into your mouth. Taking your head and slowly rock back and forth as you 'suck' his dick. Once he feels satisfied he cleans himself up and dresses you back to normal. Sighing at your beautiful and wrecked body wishing you were his.

AN; sorry that this ending was shitty </3

#✒ Fx's writing #my ocs #somnophilla #sonmo #x reader #cnc somno #smut #cnc k!nk #yandere #yandere smut #male yandere #gn reader #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere nerd #nerd yandere

[wheredreamsareforged]

☾ ― [ Angel ] ╰┈➤ ❝ [ Kaveh/Reader ] ╰┈➤ ❝ [ When he falls asleep in the Akademiya library after a late research session for a client, and you catch him sleeping as the sun rises. ] ╰┈➤ ❝ [ 723 words; 3890 characters ]

With the sunlight flickering through the closed blinds, you felt something was off. The bed was colder, emptier. Reaching back behind you only confirmed what you already knew as you turned around onto your back, letting out a low groan and rubbing your eyes with the heels of your palms.

Memory hazy from sleep, you would have typically found yourself wrapped in the arms of your lover when the sun decided to try and stir you both from your cozy, comforting stillness, teetering between falling back asleep and begrudgingly getting up to welcome the inevitable start of your respective days. 

But that isn’t to say mornings like these aren’t uncommon, not when you’ve found yourself enamored with the Light of Kshahrewar.

A vocal architect with a heart of gold who’s looks only added to his appeal; gullible in his own right, but oh so empathetic…it was hard not to fall in love with your angel. Unfortunately, for your own heart that seemed to always worry for him first and foremost, that means you’ve learned of his less than healthy habits you were- and still are- more than happy to help with in whatever way you can.

One such being his habit of pouring everything he had into his projects, staying up for hours on end with little to no sleep just to complete them to gain the satisfaction of his clients over caring for his own health and wellbeing. So, after taking a few minutes to wake up you pushed yourself to finally get out of bed and get something other than one of his shirts and a pair of shorts on.

Lucky for you, since you didn’t hear the faint sound of charcoal scraping against paper or of Mehrak whirring to life, you had some kind of idea where he was. So as soon as you were ready to leave, you made sure to have Kaveh’s keys- no doubt only having been left behind on the day he didn’t even return home when you had gotten the okay from his roommate to stay the night. That’d be humorous, the one time he’d have them, and he didn’t even come back the night prior.

It wasn’t a long walk, or if it had been you just somehow learned to distract yourself from the time taken. Giving a slight bow of your head and wave in greeting to those around the Akademiya who might have still been awake or woken up who knows how early, you found yourself in the library at last.

You’d last seen him when you left him there at one of the tables once the idea of sleeping in a warm bed became too tempting, having joined him to keep him company and even aid in whatever research he needed to do this time to properly bring to life a client’s vision. It was something you hoped would have helped speed up the process for him, though it seems like he likely got caught up in his own head again.

With a sigh, you approached his sleeping figure, hunched over in his chair with his head on the table. One hand was on the back of his head, whilst the other still had a pencil held between his thumb and pointer as though he were writing notes or sketching ideas based on whatever he read about before his brain decided his basic needs were more important. Mehrak rested next to the chair beside his legs, seemingly ‘sleeping’ in her own way as well.

Rolling your eyes, you began to- first and foremost- organize everything into a pile that was just a little less messy, and ready to be put away before turning your attention to Kaveh. As you ran a hand through his hair, he stirred lightly, leaning into the touch and effectively melting away most of the irritation you felt at his careless action of testing his limits once more.

“Kaveh…angel. Come on, it’s time to wake up.” Warmth slipped into your voice as you moved your hand to his shoulder, gently shaking him until his ruby eyes began to open. Watching his pupils dilate, you smiled and knew that no matter how many times this happened, you would never tire of it.

Not if it meant you could see your angel waking up, no matter where it was.

#✒ revs writings #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin impact x gn reader #kaveh x reader

[peachseashell]

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫!

- Vamp! scara & xiao x Gn! Reader

✒︎ scenario: their first time feeding on you

✒︎Warnings: blood/injury, scara is a bit rough, kisses, crying, angst (?) yandere themes kinda? Mentions of scaras past, scara is also more Kabukimono than Scaramouche. They are kinda mischaracterized.

✒︎ notes: fun fact, vampires bite their victim then lick the blood, I thought they had sucky things in their teeth haha! Maybe it was just me who thought this, it seems more fun. And I hope everyone had a nice Christmas/Yule!

Scaramouche

at first you were only a filthy human to him, something to suck the life out of before discarding you in the dirt. But, he began to become fond of you; his adoration grew for you quickly and his earlier plans of using you were soon scrapped and never revealed to you.

He could never dream of harming you, he feels sick just thinking about it. Scara has never felt this way about anyone before and he couldn't bare to let go now. The vampire was far too infatuated with your overall self

Scaramouche's heart dropped at the moment you caught him feeding on one of his unlucky victims and he grimaced at the blood curdling scream you let out at the sight of his sharp fangs and mouth smothered with crimson liquid.

He sobbed loudly as he tried to excuse his disgusting actions. His hand desperately reached for you when your body moved away from him. Scara couldn't let you leave him, he didn't want to suffer being unwanted again.

After calming himself and you down, scara begged you to understand his hunger and love for you. "please...please don't hate me." he wailed like a widow, his fingers clutching around yours in desperation.

He buried his head into your shoulder, scaramouches tears dampened the fabric of your clothing. "I love you, did I tell you that before? " he confessed. Scara wanted you to love him, but how could you love a monster like him?

You held him as he sobbed softly, wanting to comfort him, you told him that it was okay. It was okay that he wasn't perfect. You bravely told him that he was allowed to feed on you. "...a-are you sure? "

You nodded and unbuttoned your shirt slightly; revealing the supple flesh of your neck. scaramouche stared at you lovingly as his teeth sunk into your neck.

His arms snaked around your waist as you let a out a slight whimper of pain. Blood dripped from your wound, staining your skin and the stench overwhelmed you as the pain grew in your neck; you found yourself feeling dizzy as he clung to you.

After what felt like an eternity he pulled his head away before carefully lapping his tongue over the sore red mark. "thank you, my love." he leaned up and roughly mushed his lips against yours, passionately showing his undying love for you.

Xiao

He was your best friend, you shared absolutely anything with each other. There were no secrets between you right?

Xiao had been surviving off the blood of lambs and deer which he had slaughtered by his own red stained hands. He couldn't dream of physically biting into a person. Especially you.

But, that one faithful night, his hunger grew when this filthy animal blood did not satisfy him one bit. You were the only person he thought to go too...so he did.

You felt a breeze as you slept peacefully in your bedroom, making you shiver and furrow your eyebrows. Xiao has quietly opened your window in the middle of the night, thirsty for you.

Xiao treaded lightly into your room; seeing you're sleeping form he decided to wake you gently. He shook your shoulders and pressed a hand to your mouth when you suddenly let out a shreak. "s-shh...it's just me..." he whispered before sighing, "I'm sorry..."

You eventually calmed down from your sudden fright. "xiao?...xiao why are you here?" you pondered in curiosity. "I need something. something incredibly selfish of me to ask for." he parted his lips, revealing his sharp fangs, you clasped your hands over your mouth and gasped softly.

"...please don't be scared." he begged. You nodded slowly before letting him pull down your night wear, his hands clutching at the silk fabric. His lips immediately latched onto your neck, slobbering over your shoulders as he pressed wet kisses onto you, as if to prepare you for his teeth.

His fangs soon pressed into you. "...xiao. It hurts." you groaned in displeasure as he sucked on your skin, blood trickling down his jaw as he stared up at you with his peircing dead eyes.

Finally, Xiao had finished with his meal, now gently licking your bruised shoulder.

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[celestialsun888]

Headcannons:

Things Ghost Would Say in Bed

@celestialsun888

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Pairing(s)/Characters: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Gn!/F!/M! reader

Genre: Smut [18+ MDNI]

Word Count: 254

Synopsis: Dirty things this dirty man would say, I know bc he told me. 

★ TW: Filthy language

✒ Authors Note: Let me know who next?

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“You want me to fill your cunt up so good, don't you princess?”

“Stop being a fucking brat”

“Beg me, beg me to let you cum like the filthy little fuckin’ whore you are” 

“Stroke your dick while I watch you filthy bitch”

“Fuck your little cunt feels so good baby”

“I’m gonna ruin you”

“I know your dirty little mind is just fantasizing about my fingers playing with your dripping cunt”

“Yea? You like when I stroke your cock like that?”

“Stick out that pretty tongue for me”

“I wanna see you choke on this fucking cock till you’re crying”

“Ahh, good fuckin’ girl.”

“Play with your pussy for me princess, I want to watch you fuck yourself out for me.”

“Choke on it like the good boy you are.”

“Shut up you filthy slut and take every inch of my dick”

“Aw you like when daddy fills you up baby?”

“Fuckkk, you feel so good. Your little pussy was made for me”

“Suck my dick nice and sloppy, ahh–”

“Look at you, so needy just from me touching your tight little ass”

“Look at how fuckin’ hard you are you dirty, dirty boy”

“Fuck, you like when I stroke your dick like that baby?”

“You naughty boy, you just wanna be fucked dont you?”

“Fuckk, cum in my mouth baby, I wanna taste you”

“You look so pretty when your cock twitches just from me groping that cute little ass.”

“Naughty boys get punished”

"Already twitching and dripping pre cum, yea?"

“Fuck my mouth till you cum”

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[nervocat]

can you write a lil scenario of neuvi with a (gn) partner who loves to play with his hair :3 no pressure ofc, have a great day :)

★ 📝 — notes: Hi hi dumbi!! I've actually been thinking about doing something like this for a bit. I hope you like how this turned out, I like how this turned out honestly. And I added my own flare to the request so I hope that's OK with you ^^

       — word count: 476 , fandom: genshin impact , cw: none , translations: ma chérie - my dear, something close, or dear, to someone — ✦

                     " Playing with his hair "

     You and Neuvillette were both lucky to be home, it not being a common thing with Neuvillettes work, and Neuvillette had just got done with washing his hair.

     You were sitting on the bed, waiting for him, and when he came out, you had an idea. “Hey Neuvi?” You call, standing up from the bed. Neuvillette immediately looks over to you, towel and hand while wearing a light blue robe.

     “Yes?”

     “Can I do your hair for you?”

     Your statement confused Neuvillette slightly, obvious by an eyebrow quirk. “Why would you want to do that, ma chérie?” he inquires, turning his body towards you. You smile as you walk over to him.

     “Why not? I've always wanted to play with your hair or do it for you,” you explain. “Besides, were going to bed soon anyways.”

      Neuvillette thinks for a moment, glancing away before sighing and looking back at you, his draconic lilac and silver eyes shining in the moonlight coming through the window. “I don't see why not, just be careful of my blue strands,” he says as he walks over to sit on the bed, his hair still dripping water slightly due to how thick it was.

     You nod as you go to grab a towel to dry it as well as his brush. You knew he liked it because it brushes his thick hair with minimal struggle or pain. It had a slightly worn otter sticker on the back, making you smile.

     You immediately start to dry and brush his hair when you come back, sitting behind him on the bed. There was a small damp spot on the sheets from his hair, but nobody would be hindered by it, so it's fine.

     The brush easily combed through his hair, only catching on a few snarls here and there. You were careful of the blue strands of hair like he asked, it seemed he already dealt with them on his own time.

     You were soon done with brushing his hair and you were now just running your fingers through it, feeling how soft it already was despite being wet still from being washed. Neuvillette took notice that you were done brushing his hair so he looked back, curious as to what you were doing.

     “What are you doing? I thought you just wanted to brush my hair?" he says.

     “I'm just playing with your hair, is it bothering you?” You ask, pausing your movements. Neuvillette thinks for a moment before he shakes his head and looks back in front of him.

     He eventually (reluctantly) got up to get dressed and out of his robe. Neuvillette came back to go to bed with you as you continued to play with his hair. He reminds himself to let you do this more often, he likes the feeling of your fingers in his hair. ☆

🐾 ★ — © nervocat || I appreciate any reblogs made, and pls don't repost or translate my works anywhere, ty — ✦ ✒

#🗯️ ͏ ͏͏ ͏: ͏ ͏ ͏ garden stories ˑ ִ✷ #genshin impact #genshin #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #neuvillette x gn reader #neuvillette x gender neutral reader #neuvillette x reader

[wizardfrog69]

'•.¸♡ what being in a relationship with them feels like♡¸.•

How being in a relationship with the bsd men feels like

Gn!reader

Masterlist

Enjoy!

Feat. Fukuzawa, Atsushi, Kunikida, Dazai, Ranpo, Akutagawa, Oda, Poe, Fyodor, Nikolai

Yukichi Fukuzawa:

⛾ it may feel distant at times but still loving.

⛾ he is often at work so the two of you can't see each other but when you do you can feel peacefulness and calmness.

⛾ he feels protective in a way which reassures you you can keep your gard as down as you like, not even needing it.

⛾ although he may not look pleased, he is, just know that he is, he is very pleased and happy to be there with you.

Atsushi Nakajima:

❀ being with him feels soft, calm and warm

❀ just like being friends with a cat

❀ he doesn't want anything to happen to you so he's always so nice to you.

❀ he wants to take care of you, to always be near you and for you to always be happy in a warm and peaceful environment, which he tries to always provide to you no matter what weather it be at home or at work, he just wants you to enjoy yourself

Doppo Kunikida:

✎ ̼ your relationship would be an ideal one

✎ ̼ greeting you in the mornings, weather its when you wake up next to him or as he sits sipping a cup of coffee while reading the news paper

✎ ̼ being romantic in thee afternoons

✎ ̼ caring in the evenings

✎ ̼ loving at night, and so on

✎ ̼ if he's with you then he loves you with all his heart and nothing can change that, even if the oxytocin wears off*

✎ ̼ it even sometimes feels like you're already married for years now.

Osamu Dazai:

: ̗̀➛ being with him feels like listening to your favourite song on repeat or wearing your favourite piece of clothing

: ̗̀➛ he feels like returning to a memory

: ̗̀➛ even if you didn't know each other for long, he still feels like a nice memory of laughter with your best friends

: ̗̀➛ it feels as though whenever he laughs it becomes engraved in your mind as your new memory which just becomes vivid everytime you see him

Ranpo Edogawa:

☆ his affection feels sweet and even sour at times

☆ he loves being near you and showing his love by hugging, saying sweet thing in your ear, handing you his snacks and so on

☆ all he needs is your presence and your comforting praises

☆ though he may say or do somethings without thinking of the consequences but he doesn't mean to hurt your feelings

Ryūnosuke Akutagawa:

☾ a relationship with him feels like a one sided relationship

☾ not always, only at times

☾ he isn't one to show affection or not in the traditional way atleast, his love language is more acts of service then physical touch

☾ he doesn't show emotions well so it seems one sided a lot of the time

☾ this doesn't mean he doesn't love you, he does and deeply he just has a hard time expressing his emotions and feelings he has toward you but that all doesn't matter to him, as long as you love him and know he feels the same way about

Sakunosuke Oda:

♡ a relationship where it feels like its lasted forever and will never end as long you both live is what a relationship with Oda feels like

♡ everyday he shows you how much he loves you, there isn't a time where you doubt his love towards you nor your love toward him

♡ even if you've know each other for a couple of months or years, it feels like you two have been married for well over a hundred years and your so called marriage will last a million more

♡ you two are the only thing you need to feel as if you were a big and loving family, ofc the orphans will be a part of that family aswell

Edgar Allan Poe:

✒ being with him feels like listening 'the last waltz' by Englbert Humperdink while reading a really good book about a murder mystery

✒ a perfect mix of romance and death in one with a hint of mystery and chosen isolation with the person you

✒ Poe loves you very much, and his feelings are best reflected in his writing, maybe he writes about a protagonist who is always the most beautiful person in a room, or an antagonist who has a heart made of pure gold. This character being accompanied by a raccoon sometimes!

✒ the love letters and poems also say much when it comes to his love towards you.

Fyodor Dostoevsky:

♔ he may seem heartless but this isn't entirely true, he does a heart it's just entirely filled with the love for you

♔ there is nothing on this earth that fyodor could love more, despite this no one can know about this as revealing his weaknesses can put him and more especially you in danger, and that is the last thing he wants

♔ Fyodor is a smart man, so keep his feelings for you is a little too easy for him, sometimes keeping them from you and even from himself and this can be evident, he often is also consumed by work locking himself in his office for hours even day at a time and never seeing the light of day, not even his love, unless they bring him food and tea to keep him breathing.

♔ but when he does have time off he can think of nothing else then spending it with you. He loves you and these are the times he shows you how much

Nikolai Gogol:

✶ Nikolai is very out going and this cannot be hidden when he express his love to his dear lover

✶ He's very expressive making a relationship with him exiting and filled with surprises

✶ he would love to take you to all crazy places and an adventure after adventure which can be tiring at times, that is when he will show you in a more calmer state how much he loves you, it may be out of character but he loves laying on the bed or sitting on a couch and just hug you constantly showing you his appreciation in a more physical way

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

* ok so ik if the oxytocin levels are low in a relationship it would mean that the couple would split up but idc alright even if he doesn't love you he still loves you

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd kunikida #bsd fukuzawa #atsushi nakajima #bsd odasaku #bsd akutagawa #dazai x reader #ranpo x reader #poe bsd #fyodor x y/n #bsd nikolai gogol #fyodor fluff #bsd fluff

[yakshua]

random nijisanji bf scenarios 🍨

random boys from different waves, there will be sequels with the others soon! fem coded reader but it's pretty gn :)

tws: use of the words slaughter and murderer in ren's but it's in a joking manner, kyo calls reader feminine compliments, Ike's is a little angsty, and kyo's is a little spicy but nothing smutty lol 

LUCA KANESHIRO 🐶

luca is the DEFINITION of golden retriever boyfriend and u can not tell me otherwise. and with that said I also feel that, in golden retriever fashion, this man would come home with the absolute most random of items in his hands. he'd literally come bounding over, giant smile on his face and stars in his eyes, calling ur name. "(Y/N)! (Y/N) BABY LOOK WHAT I FOOOOOOOUUUNDDDDD!!!!!" hyping it up so fucking much and when he finally reaches u, breathing heavily and giggling a bit weirdly. he opens his hands and it's..... a snail. a fucking snail. he wants to know if he can keep it has u two's pet. u obviously say no and he probably cries himself to sleep 💭

KYO KANEKO 🍬

it is currently 3am... young lovers and they are not sleeping young lovers in the bathroom. ur bending forwards over ur boyfriend kyo, who is having u assist in spontaneously dyeing his hair. the strand ur working on starting to become a bit tricky, so u move down onto his lap for better support and angle. he flushes for a second before choking on a cough and regaining his composure. "damn.... you come here often, pretty?" he jokes, sliding a hand down ur lower back in a sultry way. u snort and decide to just keep focusing on ur task at hand. after ur hard work, u help him to rinse, wash and dry and ur finally done omg. u cover his eyes with ur hands as the two of u walk towards to mirror for the grand reveal. his pupils dialate with anticipation as soon as u remove ur hand blindfold, gasping and taking a second to check himself out in different angles with a flirty grin on his face before turning to u. hugging u and spinning u around as u both giggle in unison. "you did so well baby, I love it so much!" he thanks you inbetween laughs, and stares at ur smile from above in his arms. before letting u down on the ground and pulling u close for a sweet kiss 💭

IKE EVELAND ✒

stressed writer boyfriend please hide all his cokes and rockstar energies he's extremely sleep deprived as it is. u quuuieetlyyy enter his dark room and see him hunched over his desk, fountain pen unmoving along paper and a frustrated hand on his forehead. the bags under his eyes literally looking like they physically hurt. u walk up behind him and wrap ur arms around his neck and chest, leaning over him gently. he luckily isn't startled by ur sudden touch and instead sighs and leans into it, letting the heavy weights of his head and shoulders fall back limp against u. "you look so tired, prince. let's get some sleep now" ur voice is nothing above a whisper as you raise a hand, stroking up his cheek and reaching to the top of his head, tangling your fingers in his fluffy hair. he sighs once again, and without opening his eyes picks u up with his hands on ur waist and chucks you onto the bed. almost immediately after collapsing onto u, holding ur midsection tight within his arms and snuggling his face in ur chest. literal seconds later u can hear soft snores coming from his head beneath ur chin and u smile at the cute noises. feeling safe in his arms and warm in his bed, u join him in his dreams 💭

REN ZOTTO 🛸

ur 5"10 E.T of a boyfriend has been sulking in the corner like tamaki from ohshc and it's all. ur. fault. if ur wonderful what u did, he walked in on u doing the unforgivable.... playing space invaders. what you saw as a harmless little 8bit game to quench ur boredom, he saw as a threat towards his life. and not only his, but his entire species. and to see ur nonchalant face, slaughtering his kind without the slightest hint of any negative emotion.... to say he went into hysterics was an understatement. "SSTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the absolute bloody murder wail your boyfriend let out from behind u was terrifying. immediately throwing down ur console and running into ren's arms, disoriented and scared with his sudden cry of horror. only to for him to flinch away and cower back in fear. "you... you're a murderer..." he squeaks. "what???? what are you talking about, ren?"  with every word and action ur confusion grows. "you... ARE PLAYING A VIDEO GAME ABOUT SLAUGHTERING MY KIND!!!!!" and with that confession, he escapes at the speed of light and.... sits in a corner.... like 2 meters away from u. realising within a second he's talking about your space invaders, u snort and go to join him in his little sad corner. hugging him from behind and giggling into his back. "ren, it's just a game, you know it means nothing baby." he responds with a dramatic whine and a muffled "okay" through pouty lips, then turns around and captures you in an arm prison. after hugging on the floor like that for a little while, you hear his voice call out in a sheepish tone. "um... little star... would... you be mad if... I told you.... I..... wasn't actually.... offended... by the game?" your brows furrow and you respond with "... are you trying to tell me you we're just lonely because I was gaming for so long.... so you just faked a tantrum... for my attention?" his silence speaks louder than his words. "... maaaaybe?" "oh you ass." 💭

reqs are now open for nijisanji, genshin, and anime 🦌

#nijisanji #nijisanji x reader #nijien #nijisanji en #nijisanji imagine #kyo kaneko x reader #ren zotto x reader #Ike eveland x reader #Luca kaneshiro x reader #luxiem x reader #iluna x reader #noctyx x reader #xsoliel x reader

[shoumeitsuki]

𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵...

꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ♪ ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

☾ ✒ "adorable~" ~ 𝄞

⌕ ✒ fluff + suggestive ~ ꕥ

☀︎ ✒ ship : aventurine × gn!reader ~ ᰔᩚ

☁︎ ✒ side/mentioned characters : n/a ~ ꨄ

⚠︎ ✒ warnings : suggestive content ~ ✮

✧ ✒ summary : hcs of when you/aventurine call(s) aventurine/you cute ~ ∘•∘

✉ ✒ notes : first time writing hsr; he's not even released yet and I am feeling unexplainable things for this man/btw this shouldn't be too long (i hope??) - might be ooc - I started writing this at March 18th... ~ ⌨︎︎

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• you call him cute

= I think it would go two ways, either he gets flustered or he teases you back

= maybe when he's flustered he'd stutter a little, maybe blushing a little bit? (who wrote this wtf)

= if he teases you back he'd probably go "oh, reeaally?" smirking YFSJRGBS why do I write fanfiction again?

= I hate that one of my ideas is that he'd get bricked (I'm so sorry)

~

"dear, I'm home!"

you hear his voice along with the noise of the door opening, which signals that your boyfriend, aventurine, has come home from work.

you took a look at him, watching him stretch so adorably, like a cat. he takes off his hat and puts it on a stand.

you wait for him to reach the living room, before leaving the kitchen and going up to him as quietly as possible.

"don't you know how cute you are?" you snuck up behind aventurine, hugging him and burying your face into his neck, inhaling his scent. (what the fuck)

"I- ahem, am I now?" he attempts to cover up how flustered he is, even though his face is a shade of bright red.

"mhm..." you muttered in his neck, giving it light butterfly kisses, as you slowly move your fingers down. your hands eventually reach to the buttons of his shirt, which you easily unbuttoned.

"let's continue in the bedroom, okay...?" aventurine says, capturing your hands and leads you to your shared bedroom.

when you reach the bedroom, you move infront of him to face him, staring right into his purple-blue eyes before pushing him down onto the bed.

"aw, you worked so hard, didn't you, my dear? let me help you relieve some of the stress..." you say, unbuckling his belt & unbuttoning his pants, crouching between his thighs.

he whines a bit, yet he doesn't push you away.

you both know it's gonna be quite the long night.

• he calls you cute

= he would definitely surprise you, maybe after coming home or something ueueue

= he'd surprise you at the most random time so it catches you off guard

= he would LOVE to see you blush and all flustered omg

= he'd probably say something along the lines of "you seem tired... what would you say to a little //massage//...?" which is FAR from a massage btw

~

you unlocked the door to your shared apartment complex with your boyfriend, aventurine when you got off work.

you entered your home, surprised to see that aventurine hasn't greeted you yet.

but you didn't pay much mind to it, as he probably went to a casino and you're tired, wanting to get some rest.

you go to the bedroom, opening the door to put away your bag. however, you definitely didn't expect aventurine to come up to you and trap you against the wall.

you blushed slightly at the sight, aventurine looking so handsome (??? why) with his eyes filled with... lust?

he holds your chin, making you look up at him. "you're so adorable when you're flustered like this." he smirks, slowly caressing your cheeks dusted with blush.

he slowly leads you to the bed, and when he pushes you down on it, he looks at you, asking for consent.

when you nod, he carefully starts undressing you, as if you're something made of porcelain, so easy to break.

he then takes off your pants, crouching down between them and giving your underwear (sjdhsb) a few kisses.

he proceeds to take them off, and starts sucking on you so gently, teasing you. ♡

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✉ ✒ notes : if you're taller than aventurine no you're not /j ~ ☏

꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ♪ ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

#hsr aventurine #aventurine honkai star rail #hsr #hsr x you #hsr x reader #hsr x gender neutral reader #aventurine x reader #aventurine x you #star rail aventurine #aventurine smut

[whateverloomis]

Lick me like a lollipop ✒︎ Billy Loomis x GN reader

Warnings: SMUT, Infidelity, Stu is annoying (lol), oral (male receiving), edging, unedited.

Note: Afab or amab people apply for this <33

Readers POV | Word count: 1.4k

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It was Tatum. She had gotten me addicted to freaking lollipops after I told her I have an oral fixation. Apparently she does too, and Stu was very happy about it, if you know what I mean.

It was Friday after last period, I was at my locker with Billy, Stu and Sid putting away my books -- with a lollipop in my mouth, of course -- before we all left to Stu's house to get ready for movie night. It was a routine at this point, every Friday night after class we'd go to Stu's house to wait for Tatum to get out of practice and bring Randy over from work with a scary movie to watch and criticize all night long until one of us got too tired to continue the pointless debate.

"Stu, we watched that one last Friday!" I said for the third time, patience long gone. This was the fourth week he suggested watching Halloween.

"But it's Jamie Lee Curtis, man! She's hot as fuck! I bet Randy would be on my side here, you guys are no fun." Stu replied with a huff.

"Yeah, because he has a weird obsession with her too." I replied, rolling my eyes as I pulled the lollipop out of my mouth, it releasing a soft pop sound because of the suction.

There was a brief pause, Stu smirked at my actions and shamelessly looked at my lips when I pulled the sugary bulb out of my mouth. Billy was staring too, but he was subtle. His eyes raked from my eyes to my lips, lingering a tad bit more than usual before he took a deep breath and glared at Stu. "Shut up about it will you? We're watching Psycho. It was decided last Friday, dumbass."

"Can we all leave the argument for tonight? It's too early for this." Sidney said, closing her locker before we walked out of college and made our way to Stu's house.

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Once everyone arrived at Stu's house, we didn't take long to settle and start the debate about the movie because Stu couldn't keep his mouth shut. His argument was that Psycho isn't even that good because you can't see the color red of the blood therefore it's not scary. Randy and Tatum were practically arguing about the topic while Sidney laughed at their unnecessarily serious discussion.

"All I'm staying is; what makes a movie scary is the blood, man!" Stu commented.

"Stu, it's a classic black and white movie. Plus, horror isn't all about the blood and gore." Randy countered, and Tatum agreed. "See? That's what I've been telling you doofus!" She told Stu, and he laughed at her slight anger.

I decided to pitch in and attempted to cut the conversation to continue watching the movie. "Guys, it's not that serious. Stu is clearly too basic with horror movies-" "Am not! I bet you haven't watched nearly as many horror movies as me and Billy!" Stu cut me off, and I pointed at him with my third lollipop of the day. "Not fair! Two people versus one person's movie knowledge? That's not how it works Stu." I countered and Billy placed his beer bottle on the glass table loud enough that it caught everyone's attention.

"You guys are being idiots and I need a refill." The man said, and I quickly stood up from the couch as I put the lollipop in my mouth and followed Billy to the garage.

When we arrived at the door, Billy opened it before me so I could climb down the stairs first. I pulled the lollipop out of my mouth before sending him a small smile of appreciation, and his eyes scanned my lips before he caught my gaze and smirked at me. As I climbed down the stairs I could feel his eyes on my back, so I purposefully walked a bit slower, adding a bit of swing to my hips.

When I opened the fridge and bent down to look for the beers, I felt one of Billy's large hands on my lower back. "Need help carrying those?" He questioned, following my gaze as I leaned up to face him. Placing some beer bottles on the table next to the fridge, I took the lollipop out of my mouth again to answer "yes", and he visibly tensed up at my actions.

"You really need to stop doing that." Billy said, voice lower than usual. I looked at him questioningly and before I could pull the pop out of my mouth again, he did it for me and put it in his mouth, pulling it out a second later. "This." He said.

I raised an eyebrow and smirked, took the lollipop out of his hand and repeated his actions before I discarded the candy in the trash next to the fridge. "Can't handle your imagination, Loomis?" I asked teasingly and he took a step forward, towering over me. A tense silence washed over both of us before he closed the gap and kissed me softly as he placed his hand on my hip and pressed me against him.

"Billy, Sidney is upstairs. We agreed not to risk it like this..." I said, reminding him that our ongoing affair could cost us a lot.

"I don't care... You've been driving me crazy all day sucking on that lollipop." He replied and kissed me again, this time more desperate and needy. It didn't take long for us to start playing with each-others tongues, tasting the sweetness off the candy we had been savoring earlier.

I pulled Billy's hair softly with my left hand and grabbed his shirt with the right, pulling him impossibly close to me. We continued making out hungrily and then he broke the kiss, leaning on the edge of the table and pulling me towards him, parting my thighs with his leg so I could rub myself against him.

As I continued kissing Billy, he moved my head towards his neck and I knew what he wanted instantly, so that's what I did. I kissed my way down his body and kneeled down in front of him. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans for me before pulling his throbbing cock out and I opened my mouth for him. Billy smirked at me and tapped the head of his cock against my tongue a few times before sliding half of his length in. I started bobbing my head up and down slowly, moaning softly around his length while looking up at him with the most innocent look I could give him. That drove him crazy, so Billy grabbed the back of my head and started to thrust into my mouth, slowly picking up the pace.

We moved together in unison, never breaking eye contact. I moaned and whined around him while sucking, pushing him closer to his orgasm, and as I felt him getting close I slowed down my movements, edging him. Billy loved it. He hissed at the sudden change of speed and bucked his hips so his cock penetrated deeper inside my mouth. I pushed his length all the way inside and then pulled my head away, opening my mouth with my tongue sticking out. I licked the tip of his cock as if I were licking a lollipop, then I sucked, and licked, and sucked, and licked, and;

"Oooh fuck..." Billy moaned. The sensation of his most sensitive spot being overstimulated was enough to get him close again. I noticed the tension building up and I giggled at the neediness he was displaying. Taking him all the way inside my mouth, I continued bobbing my head like I was before and looked up at him once more, observing how he panted and threw his head back in pleasure.

"Fuck, baby... Open up." Billy said and I did as I was told, sucking a few more times before opening my mouth for him, tongue sticking out for him to cum inside me. I chuckled at his attempt of him trying to keep quiet while the orgasm washed over his body. I swallowed his load in front of him, licking my lips and biting my lip afterwards.

Standing up in front of him, he kissed me and tasted himself on my lips. "You're so good at giving head, my God." He said and chuckled, before zipping his pants up, along with his belt and fixing his hair.

"I know." I said, smirking at him before pulling another lollipop from my pocket and putting it in my mouth.

"Leave your window open tonight, we're not finished here." He said and kissed me one final time before picking up the beers from the table and joining the group as if he hadn't gotten his soul sucked out of him a few minutes prior.

#ghostface x reader #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis smut #ghostfacesmut #ghostface smut #scream (1996) #billy loomis x you #stu macher #stu macher smut #stu macher x reader #stu macher x billy loomis #stu macher x you

[faraway-archive]

Favorite Secretary

Yan!CEO x GN (secretary) Reader

Tw: yandere behavior, smut, mind corruption

AN; Sorry for any mistakes, and no plot- smut :p

˚₊‧꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ ‧₊

Gasping for air as you grasp his desk as he keeps fucking you. Trying to keep your moans down as his cock fits perfectly into your hole, as if it was made for him and that just made him more feral. He wants to hear more of you, if only you didn't have to be quite while he fucks you brainless. Every time both of you have sex he is very happy about ruining your career, he did everything in his power to make sure you only work with him. That you are under his control. He made sure you got rejected and blacklisted from working anywhere else but his company. Even better that you are his secretary, it helps to make sure you are closer to him than before.

He keeps ramming into you and grabs your waist tightly, making sure you don't fall onto his desk. He wants to make sure you feel his dick inside of you, at some point he pulls you up and makes you sit on his dick. Opening up your legs and just starts ramming his dick into your hole, you lost it and moaned loudly. You can't help it, his dick feels good as he keeps going in and out, it doesn't help that he is taller and buffer to. He has all that muscle and it wasn't for show, it's something that he can use to his advantage.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good. You love taking my cock right? Panting like crazy, grabbing my arm as if that can stop me from being in your tight hole."

You couldn't say anything but moan. His dick is too good, too good for you to mumble anything but a slight 'yes'. Grabbing his arms as he goes into you, begging to cum. You can't help it- his dick is too good for you to keep it in longer and you just need to let it go. You can't think straight anymore besides his dick. You hate it, you wish that you didn't have to come to this life. If only you didn't get blacklisted from the job site, you could have been anywhere else. But on the other hand you can't deny, this job is good and it helps keep you afloat in the current world. If only your CEO wasn't so.... obsessed with you, but I guess that comes with the job.

"I will only cum if you beg for it." "Please let me cum! Let me, please please," You kept blabbing, unable to make coherent sentences or thoughts. His dick is too much for you. "Cum then, since you're desperate enough for my dick."

As soon as you came, he still kept going. At this point you felt overwhelmed and your legs shake violently. Soon after he came inside of you- no warning as you feel his cum inside of you. Gasping as he slowly pulls his dick out, watching his cum drip out of your hole.

"Good.. you did so well. I'm proud of my little secretary, taking my dick well. But you did moan loudly... ah well that's another time. Good job." Smiling as he helps clean you up, dressing you in your outfit and watching you struggle to leave his office as if nothing happened.

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Below this is old writing, I didn't like the way it was heading so yeah, didn't feel like deleted it LOL

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ You always kept quiet and did your own things. Wondering why the CEO would make you be his own secretary, didn't he have one before? You wonder what happened to them. Shaking your head you continued your job, scheduling meetings, responding to emails, all sorts of boring but important tasks. While in the mists of your task, Lux, the CEO called you to his office. That's weird, he never called you to his office unless it was an emergency. Aka you fucked up. Gulping, you finished up sending the last email and began to walk up to his office.

While you were walking up to his office, Lux was eagerly waiting for you. He has done so much to get you to be this close, just a bit more and you will be his. He was able to mess up your life to the point to where you now depend on this job to survive. He was getting tired of his old sectary anyways, but you. You were appealing to him. Something about you appealed to his taste, you were someone so pure, kind-hearted, something that he mostly lacked. You touched his heart when he first saw you in that small café. He was going to pass that until he heard your voice, and than he saw you. You captivated his attention. He just had to have you. To make you his. He smiles as he eagerly waited for you, he just can't wait to make you his. No matter what.

You made it to his office, standing in front of it you softly knocked. Hearing a muffled 'come in' you opened the door. Lux. The CEO sitting in his desk, smiling at you and gesturing to come closer to his desk. You do, very shakily. When you arrived at his desk, he stands up and walks towards you, Lux towering over you as he slowly leans in to your face. You slowly back away from him until your back hits his desk.

Glancing up at him he smirks, one of his hands holds the back of your hair and yanks it. Making you look at his ceiling and felt his breath on your neck. Kissing your neck as his other hand travels down into your pants. Gasping as he quickly unbottles your pants and watching it slide down.

#✒ fx's writing #my ocs #gn reader #male yandere #smut #x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere ceo #yandere lemons #tw yandere #yandere boss #yandere imagines #yandere #yandere smut #yandere nsft

[trailablaze]

✒ ╌╌╌ when the lights go out

genshin characters helping you through your fear of the dark.

includes: wanderer, kokomi, zhongli, jean, ayato, mona, thoma, yoimiya, itto, ganyu.

content: gn reader, wanderer is called scara, established relationship, many mentions of fear, honey is used as a term of endearment in thoma's part, sfw.

a/n: it's been storming here these past few days so i'm worried the power might go out and to cope i'm writing this because teehee guess who has a fear of the dark. i'm writing this in a sleep-deprived state btw sorry. also! first post on the blog! whoo! i have a habit of making writing blogs on here, posting once or twice and then vanishing for months before deleting the blog but i don't intend on doing that with this one. i'm determined to keep this one up and running.

✧ --- scara is familiar with the feeling of fear, having felt it briefly during his whole extravaganza in his pursuit of godhood. his fear felt a lot different from the fear you were feeling now, however, as he sees you shaking all because of a little darkness. had you been someone else, he would've thought you were pathetic for being afraid of something so small. since you were you, however, he finds himself a bit more lenient as he lets out a slightly exasperated sigh as soon as he realizes you're scared. he moves around more loudly than he normally does just to make sure you knew he was there so as not to scare you even more. he'll guide you to the nearest source of light, be it a single flame of a candle or a window with the moon shining through. if you cling to him in your fear, he'll tense up a bit, but he won't push you away. just don't bring this up in the future or he'll cross his arms and glare at you. he may act like your very existence annoys him, but he truly does care for you, and he doesn't like seeing you scared. don't worry, he won't let the darkness get to you.

✧ --- the first time this happens, kokomi would immediately depart from whatever tasks had her attention when she realizes that you're scared. even if she doesn't know why you're scared, she knows that you shouldn't be left alone in such a state. you don't have to explain your fears to her, she won't ask any questions as she summons a small jellyfish to keep you company as she lights some candles or finds anything that can be used as a light source. she'll even let you hold onto her vision just for the faint glow it emits if that'll make you feel better. as an expert strategist, kokomi will make a mental note of your fear and will plan for something like this to happen again in the future.

✧ --- zhongli has been alive for so long, darkness is something he doesn't even process anymore. it just became a natural part of the cycle of existence, so he was a bit surprised when he learned that you were afraid of it. while fear is definitely something he personally hasn't experienced in a good long while, he does know that the feeling can be debilitating at times, and he knows that being alone when you're afraid is not a pleasant experience. if your fear leads to you panicking, he'll guide you through every step of the way and he'll be your pillar of support until the fear and panic subsides. he'll become keenly aware of your fear of the dark after the first time, and he'll start gifting you rocks that glow in the dark just in case.

✧ --- jean takes your fear of the dark very seriously. why wouldn't she? as your girlfriend, she tries her best to make you as comfortable and as loved as possible, even when she's busy with her work as the acting grand master. as soon as anything happens to trigger your fear, she'll stop whatever it is she's doing to be by your side. even if she's mid-conversation with someone, she'll quickly excuse herself just to hurry over to you because she knows you need her right now more than ever. she'll hold you close and tell you that everything is okay, and that there's nothing in the dark that can hurt you. even if there was something there, she won't let it anywhere near you. you're safe with her. she'll protect you, no matter what.

✧ --- while ayato would love nothing more than to abandon his duties to be by your side, he simply cannot. of course, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be there for you whenever you're scared. honestly, the first few times you get scared because of the dark, he probably isn't even around to realize it. it isn't until thoma or ayaka brings up your fears that he becomes incredibly aware of it. he'll be a bit confused as to why you don't just come to him when you're scared, but knowing you, you probably don't want to bother him when he's busy. so, the next time something happens to trigger your fear of the dark, ayato will take a moment and step away from his work to find you. when he does, he'll announce himself either by speaking or some other means before gently guiding you to his office so you can sit with him while he works. he'll divide his attention between you and his work if he must just to make you feel even a little less scared.

✧ --- mona is very accustomed to the dark, so she honestly forgets that it's something people can be afraid of. of course, once she learns that you of all people are afraid of the dark, she'll do her utmost best to make sure you don't have any encounters with it that'll leave you scared. she lights up her home with star-shaped lamps that emit a faint glow just to make sure her home is shrouded in darkness whenever you come over to visit. if you do end up scared, mona hold you close and tell you all about the stars and all about the constellations in the sky. she may even give you a reading, free of charge.

✧ --- thoma is always prepared for something like this to happen. whatever helps you through your fear, thoma already has it ready. you want some comfort food? you got it. you want a book to distract you? he's got an entire stack ready for you. you want him to hold you close and whisper sweet nothings into your ear while running a hand through your hair and lightly scratching your scalp every so often? honey, he'll do that even when you aren't scared. you mean the absolute world to him, and he wants you to know that he'll be by your side through anything. he takes your fear of the dark seriously, even if you don't.

✧ --- it's a good thing yoimiya always keeps some sparklers on hand! she loves the dark personally because it means she can paint the sky with bright colors, but she understands why some people are afraid of it. if something triggers your fear, she'll pull out one of the sparklers she keeps on her and she'll light it immediately, letting the bright glow of the burning sparkling flame shine between you two as she takes you to a place with more light. she'll keep your fear of the dark in mind whenever she had a firework show she wants to show you, always making sure to take you to places brightly lit as the two of you sit together to watch the fireworks.

✧ --- itto would immediately comfort you, no hesitation. even if he doesn't understand why you're scared of the dark, you're scared nonetheless and that simply just won't do. honestly, if he could, he'd probably beat up the dark for scaring you. alas, that wasn't possible, so all he could do was comfort you and try to make your life a little easier by distracting you from your fears. he'll gladly fill the silence between the two of you with stories of random things, and random memories of his. perhaps he doesn't quite realize it, but his constant talking really helped to keep you grounded whenever you were scared, and you were always glad that he could so easily talk about everything and nothing.

✧ --- ganyu isn't normally the type of person to put off work, always trying to finish things on time and never letting even the slightest thing deter her from her job. however, now that you're in her life, she finds herself more willing to step away from her work if you needed her. and tonight, you really needed her. her work could wait, you were far more important. even if it meant she had to pull a few all-nighters later for so abruptly leaving her post, she doesn't care. she's there for you each and every time you need her to help you through your fear. she's not entirely the best at comforting people, it's still something she's getting used to, but dammit she does her best. she traces shapes into your skin, she tells you all about the history of liyue, she tells you random anecdotes involving work. she uses her vision to offer you some light, letting you cling tightly to her as she holds you close. it doesn't matter how long she has to be there for you, she'll stay by your side until you're able to fall asleep after getting through this bout of fear. she stays by your side a little longer after, just to make sure you're sleeping comfortably before she hesitantly departs back to work. ganyu would chase away the darkness for you a thousand times if you asked her to.

#genshin x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #kokomi x reader #zhongli x reader #jean x reader #ayato x reader #mona x reader #thoma x reader #yoimiya x reader #itto x reader #ganyu x reader

[shuyamino]

PUTTING YOU IN YOUR PLACE

pairing(s) : ✒ ،، mysta rias x reader

content : ✒ ،، mild NSFW | reader is gn (no pronouns used) | reader has a crush, but is stupid about it | college!au | tension | reader is a bit of a brat, mysta isn't having it

notes : ✒ ،، this is just the finished portion of this fic. i meant to write the rest (which is him fucking you) but i just never did, but this portion is good enough too tbh. have fun!

also, pls dont treat ur crushes this way. LOL

minors + ageless blogs dni (u will b blocked) ;; read through content before reading more!

“Are you even listening to me?“

You look up from your notebook with your eyebrows pinched tight. You were listening for a while, but you initially figured Mysta would just taper off and finish his portion of the project. Mysta’s lips are pursed, and even with the library chatter, you can hear the incessant tapping of his feet. The growing animosity between the two of you can be cut by a butter knife at this point. As elated as you were to be paired with him, it seemed like neither of you could get through these study sessions without arguing.

It was mostly your fault with your knee-jerk reaction to act cold. By this point, it was all autopilot. And as much as you wanted to apologize —

“No. I’m doing my work, unlike you.” You reply after a beat of silence, hoping your voice stays stable. You mentally cursed yourself – why was that your initial response to him? It was stupid. You’re in college, acting like a three-year-old with a crush. You’re basically one step away from pulling his hair in the playground. “Are you done talking?”

“I–” Mysta pauses to take a deep breath. “Okay. We need to talk.”

You pause. The bitter edge of Mysta’s tone made your heart sink – maybe it was time to apologize. Come clean and explain why you were acting like a child but you bite your bottom lip and should listen. It’s easy to sit still and let him talk.

“...I should go, actually.” You say instead. Your body moves before you can help it – standing up from your chair and moving to pack your things. Mysta is quicker. He stands from his seat and blocks you from getting away. Your attempt to step back is met with the heavy, wooden table. “Mysta, move.”

“Not until you tell me what the hell your deal is.”

Your eyes scan the library floor – it wasn’t as filled with other students. Mysta insisted on climbing up to the top floors because the louder floors ruined his attention span. Still, even if there were fewer patrons – you two were still in public, even in the more secluded corners of this floor.

Mysta doesn’t budge, continuing to crowd into your space.

No, no. This can’t be happening – 

Your cheeks burn. Mysta is looking down at you now, his face twisted to an annoyed sneer. He’s not the tallest person but is significantly taller than you – forcing you to tilt your head up just to meet his gaze.

“What is it? Did I say something to offend you or piss you off?” Mysta continues. His breath fans against your cheeks as you stand there, hoping to push down the incessant pounding of your heart. “I know I can be a dickhead sometimes, but you’re just…always one!”

You drop your gaze to the ground, your fingers fidgeting with your sweater sleeve. You’re conflicted – a part of you elated that Mysta is initiating…something. But a more prideful part of you wants him away.

“Why are you looking away?” Mysta clicks his tongue. “If there’s something I did wrong, you should tell me. You had no trouble spouting shit at me before – what changed now?”

“W-well…” You begin, voice pinched. You close your eyes before sucking in a shaky breath. “Can you back up first?”

A pause. Mysta wasn’t going to move anytime soon.

“...P…Please…?”

The sudden shift in the air is almost palpable when that word slipped from your mouth. Mysta’s eyes lidded – the usually bright blue irises darken as he stares down at you. A pleased smirk curves his lips – one that should piss you off; instead, it makes your face burn brighter. Even under the consistent air conditioning of the library, you feel hot under the collar. You clench your fists, hoping to ground yourself by doing so.

“Are you blushing?” He asks, incredulous. A deep chuckle slips past his lips, sending a shiver down your spine. Your jaw slacks, mouth hanging open at his reaction. He leans closer to get a better look at your face. “Oh my god, you are.”

“I-I’m not!” You protest. “Fuck off.”

“Ah, there it is. All that bite but no bark.” Mysta’s voice drops an octave, a tone you weren’t used to. He’d always been such a loudmouth; not once could you have predicted he could drop his voice like this. “You could easily punch me or push me off. I’m not that much bigger than you.”

“I’m not –” Your words get caught in your throat. “I-I don’t…”

“What is it? Do you like it when I talk to you like this?”

“We’re in…we’re in public.” You snap, hoping it would be enough to deter him, though the slight tremble in your voice wasn’t convincing enough.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” A sparkle of mischief flashes in Mysta’s eyes, and it looks like his smirk grew wider. “If all I needed to do was talk like this to get you to shut the fuck up, I would’ve done it sooner.”

“Fuck you, Mysta.”

Mysta hums. “You said it yourself – we’re in public.” He even dares to sound scandalized. As if he wasn’t the one crowding into your space. “...Unless you’re into that, of course.”

He’s absolutely shameless. You knew this from his crude jokes, but he never fails to catch you off guard. 

Just as you were about to push him away and escape the suddenly stuffy library – a pair of girls pass by, chatting with one another. You were overlooked entirely, but their voices broke the brittle tension between you. It collapses all at once. Your face cools down, and the heat is much more bearable than before. Mysta shifts back and turns his attention towards the two girls – you couldn’t fully catch his expression, but you spotted the slightest glare from the side.

The two women pass without much of a glance. It wasn’t long until they were out of earshot.

Mysta sighs, irritated, before turning back to face you. The almost-predatory glint that settled over his blue eyes sent a shiver down your spine. 

“Why don’t we talk more in private?” Mysta whispers against your ear, his cool breath fanning against your flushed skin. Any convictions left in your mind disappear as you nod your head.

#mysta rias x reader #mysta x reader #luxiem imagine #luxiem x reader #mysta rias imagines #casper★writes #im back but also not really hi hello

[yupyor]

⌊ Theater Love ⌉

Summary ✒ Things get heated and impulsive when your date night at a theater with Chad gets boring.

Gender Neutral Reader, Hand job, Exhibitionism.

The reason why I put male reader in the tags and not female reader is because I originally had this planned out specifically for male readers, but forgot to bring up the reader's pronouns and sex, so I just made it GN. That and male readers tend to use the block fics with the f reader tag, so yea.

I know it took forever, but Killer embrace is still a while from being done. So, I decided to just publish this one instead of the both of them together. Hope you enjoy it lol.

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You've never been one to act quickly on a thought, especially after the whole Ghostface incident with the group, preferring to keep the attention drawn to you to a minimum. But it was dark, and the theatre air was hot. It didn't help that the film you had once been ecstatic to see was boring and overly long, still having a total of 75 minutes left of it.

You and Chad were bored, and chronically so. You needed to improvise, get creative. Fortunately for both of you, you did.

"Stop." Chad groaned, biting his lip. Your left hand had been resting on the upper end of his inner right thigh for the past 15 minutes now, causing a series of subtle tremors to quake throughout him. His lips were swollen, blood red, the repeating force on it causing a thin layer of blood to coat the agitated area. He was hunched over himself heaving, his chest falling with an inconsistent, bewitching rhythm. You have no doubt that if it wasn't for Chad's embarrassment, you would long been caught by now and scrutinized for your obscene display of affection—publicly humiliated and forced out of the building for all to see. Fortunately, it was dark enough to hide your actions for that to not be the case.

You move to cup the bulk of his dick, the pressured zip on his pants doing its utmost to prevent the alluring mass of flesh from being out for all to see. The strain it puts up against the fabric has your heart Wildy pacing with lust and adrenaline, and within it bubbles the need to through away all decency and feel the entirety of his body; the bulging biceps in his possession, his chiseled art of a chest, the brawn of his thigh, his frame.

God you're going insane.

Your stripped of you high when Chad moans, all soft and fragile, and it encourages you to squeeze his bulge with the lightest of pressure, his body going stiff in return. His is dick painfully swollen, so much so that it puts a hefty tension on its thin layer of constriction. Edging the life out of Chad has always been a pleasure—watching him transition from a present and rational conscience, to merely thinking with his dick always managing to turn you on.

He leans on your shoulder, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck. His breath is hot, chilling to the bone, and when he finally speaks, his voice is so small that it quivers. It makes him come off as desperate. "Were in public." Chad pleads, both hands grasping and enclosing around yours.

"Then why are you hard?" You whisper, the words making quick to his ears.

It causes him to pause, and you follow in suit, respectful of his rejection, the atmosphere around you settling into something charged and tense. Though that doesn't last for long. Thick, calloused fingers delicately maneuver around yours, the active sound of a zip being undone ripping through the pressured silence.

Chad opened his zip.

At that moment, you wanted to do nothing but taunt him—ask him why he relented despite his previous disapproval; shame him for wanting such pleasure in a public space. But his following action immediately dispels your thoughts. Chad grabs your left hand, his movement subtle, and places it spot on, on his raging boner, nothing but his boxers stopping you from directly being in-contact with it.

It radiates heat, scorching to the touch, and it sends shiver upon shiver with its erotically timed pulsation. Everything around you become a blur at its demand for attention, the girth of it making your surroundings irrelevant, an unwilling backdrop to the current moment. It vividly shapes through his black underwear, twitching, putting more and more pressure onto the silk fabric, and it wholly enchants you. You unfasten the sole button holding it as one, and his dick pops out with such vigor that it has you slightly flinching back, thinking it would hit you. It stands high and strong, throbbing in all its glory, his glistened tip seemingly glaring at you. He’s average in length, looking to settle just below that of 6 inches—though his girth is quick to make up for that. It huffs and puffs, its sensual movement hypnotizing, and you can’t help but admire the beautiful way it dances.

Your left hand subconsciously reaches out for it, your fingers flexing to adjust to his size. It causes a groan to rip out of him. The circumference of his dick prevents you from completely encircling your hold around his base. Instead, it makes Chad whimper, your attempt bringing him nothing but pleasure. Satisfied with the attention he was getting, a thick layer of pre-cum drenches his foreskin, making his protruding veins glisten. They pulse with your every touch, his skin peeling back effortlessly with your strokes. It makes you want to prioritize pleasing him, run him completely dry.

You slowly work your hands up and down his length, his trembling breath staining the tender skin of your neck.

“Wait.” Chad starts, breathless, and it stops him shortly after. He swallows, his Adam's apple repetitively bobbing as he tries to get rid of the blockage in his throat “Wait…I’m close.”

You release your tight grip on him, your hand now opting to hover just over his glans, courteous of his wish. It allows him a moment of ease, and several breaths take the opportunity to escape, his chest slightly heaving. He wants to cum. He wants to cum so bad; but he’s afraid of messing up the person’s chair in front of him—afraid of getting caught. So, he quickly repositions himself, turning to face you directly, and you too move to accommodate him, his face remaining yet in the depths of your neck as he does so. His current position probably just made him more of a stand-out amongst the clutter of people sitting properly in their chair now, but it was far better than having his high being broken because his spunk went flying onto someone's back and hair. 

Besides, most, if not all, would write it off as him being asleep.

Chad now comfortable, you set off once again to tease him, your hand returning to the tip of his glands this time around. It only takes a minute for his body to tense up, his mind going back to the former state it was in before he had to pause to reposition himself.

God, the effect you had on him was such an eager boost.

You move from his head to start stroking the base of him, taking note of the way his moans became heavier and more persistent, occasionally going all the way down to his balls to fondle and lightly squeeze them.

“I’m going to cum.” He whispers, his head nuzzling deeper into you, as if trying to merge as one.

It makes you pick up your pace, the sound of sultrily squelches and chads moans gracing your ears feeding into your dazed high.  It only takes a couple more deep strokes for Chad to succumb to his limit, his body shuddering as his all-time high peaks, long, white ropes of sperm erupting from him and landing squarely on your shirt. His breaths become ragged, shallow, and you play with his slit to allow him as much time in that point of absolute pleasure as possible. It elicits a series of moans from him, his body occasionally jerking to the side when u graze one of his many sensitive areas. When it's finally over, he lifts his head, his body yet continuing to tremble, albeit more subtly now. His eyes are completely glazed and fixed onto you, his register on the world still delayed. It makes you smirk.

“I guess theatre dates are banned now.” You initiate, but Chad only roll his eyes in return, leaning into you once again to give himself enough privacy to clean you and his lower half up.

After that, the two of you wait out the 30 minutes the film still surprisingly had before leaving like half of the people in the room already did—though at your exit, you catch a smirk directed specifically at you, a blush highlighting its owner's cheek.

You have a feeling you and Chad put on quite the show, and more so than the 2-hour-long movie you had to endure at that.

#chad meeks x reader #chad meeks martin #chad meeks x male reader #male reader #fics #x male reader #x gn reader #gn reader #lg #scream 6 x male reader #scream x male reader #scream 6 x reader #scream vi

[pcttymcrlecu]

being a good man ✒︎ m.knies

summary: the next chapter of your relationship with Matthew is clearly going to be difficult but looking back at the previous chapters may be enlightening enough

featuring: matthew knies x gn!reader

word count: 2.1k

warnings: none

note: apart from wearing a camisole (which isn’t really anything) i don’t think there is anything that could imply that reader identifies as a specific gender so i’m tentatively putting this as gender neutral.

dedication: this sweet little one shot was written for elle (@gravestrain) for demi's summer fic exchange! i thoroughly hope you enjoy this - i will give you a little disclaimer and ask you exercise a little kindness/caution and read this all with a grain of salt, it's my first time writing for matty.

and a little side dedication to thank demi (@wyattjohnston) for hosting this awesome event.

You and Matthew had been talking about going on some kind of holiday over the summer. Something for just the both of you and to celebrate the fact that not only had he had his NHL debut in the playoffs no less, but also that you were on track to graduate in the major of your choice with a dream job prospect on the horizon.

You had both travelled with friends and their significant others before. You had also heard your friends speak highly of weekend trips and holidays they had been on with their significant others. Your little group of friends kept questioning if you and Matt would ever go on a trip alone, especially now that he was going off to play in the major league. Both of you had brushed off the thought of even doing it, deciding it would be a graduation thing, yet your plans were shifting. Something you had accepted when you agreed to date Matt; you knew that his goals were the NHL, and you supported him entirely. Coming in at a close second to his parents in being proud of him when he got signed for the playoffs.

You had met in your first year at university through a mutual friend, and even though you were sceptical about being friends with him, you put faith in your friend that they were friends with good people. And Matt was better than good people. You’d even go as far as to say he’s close to being one of the best people. 

Even though you were hesitant to even accept his invite to mini golf that one night after midterms. He had waited outside until your last midterm with a small box of chocolates and a handwritten note. Clearly, someone had helped him out. His sweet face was haunted with nerves, or maybe that was obvious from the fact he was pacing a hole into his shoes on the concrete. Or perhaps you knew he was riddled with insecurity because you’d been watching him for nearly five minutes as he furiously mumbled to himself a very obviously pre-planned speech to the point where he hadn’t noticed the rest of your classmates or yourself emerge from the building. 

When you had eventually interrupted his nervous rambling, he had barely managed to get the invite out. Still, you were happy when the words finally left his mouth. And you were happier with just the two of you that evening, getting to know one another. What made it better was that it didn’t end with just one dinner and plastic putts. Although he was busy not only with his studies but being part of the hockey team, he still managed to make time for you and growing your relationship. He was in this wholeheartedly, which made it so easy for you to fall in deep the way you did.

With all the changes in both your lives, you could barely stop to count what had changed and stayed the same. But with Matt’s professional career starting, you knew that it meant that even though he would be returning to Toronto, you still had classes waiting for you in Minnesota. This was somewhere you couldn’t follow him and cheer from the sidelines. Considering for the entire duration of your relationship, you’d always been in the same state, this was bound to be a big challenge for your relationship, and you wanted to set it up for success in any way you could. You had both planned to spend as much time as you could together before the new academic year and the NHL season began, and you would both suddenly have other responsibilities and less time to see one another.

You stayed in Minnesota after the spring semester had ended to spend some time with your family before spending the rest of your summer with Matt. You had gone on a family trip to Cancún, a trip which you’d taken many times when you were much younger but stopped around the same time you had started preparing for university. The reminder of one of your favourite childhood memories made you realise just how far you’d come. Your parents had called it an early graduation present, of which you had argued you still needed something to look forward to next year. They’d reminded you that even though you would always have their support and could always fall back on them when you needed it, your life was about to become everything you had been dreaming about and working towards for the last couple of years was finally all coming together.

Mexico had treated you well, but while you’d be lounging on the beach and exploring the city, the hot weather had demanded bare shoulders. Bare shoulders demanded more attention to sunblock reapplication, which slipped your mind in some afternoons at the pool and lunchtime picnics. The sensitivity of your shoulders and arms now and the dulling throb, whenever too much pressure touched you was the consequence of your enjoyment. Matt was a happy listener when you got downtown at night to speak with him;. However, he joked about it when you whined; the look of mild concern was ever present whenever the burns were mentioned.

It was only after returning to Matt after saying goodbye to your family at the airport and flying from Mexico to Arizona instead of home that the holiday conversation came up again. It was during, what had become, an average night since you’d been staying with the Knies family, with you and Matt making dinner together. Matt’s main responsibility whilst in the kitchen was helping you reach for things that caused too much grief to your still-healing burns. You couldn’t help but praise him for being such a good little sous chef for you. It wasn’t that he wasn’t great in the kitchen, he could do enough to keep himself fed, but you were sure you’d taught him a thing or two since he’d started actually helping instead of being a pro-taste tester as he had declared himself initially. Even if he didn’t take any of the recipes or skills to Canada with him, the time you spent together was so much more important to you.

The holiday suggestion (read: declaration) came as an offhanded mention that the flights were booked and all you had to do was pack your bags accordingly. Your hands momentarily stopped stirring the sauce, turning to face Matt where he stood by the counter, picking at the leftover cake you’d both baked the night before. His eyes weren’t even on you as he spoke, it wasn’t until your silence had clearly made him uncomfortable (maybe a little insecure), and it was then when he finally looked up at you as he threw a piece of cake into his mouth. His face had the same unsure look as it had been all those years ago. The little reminder of how you came to be in this very moment had your heart fluttering already.

“Stop snacking, you’ll ruin your appetite,” You chided as you took a breath and turned the stove down before turning around to fully face your boyfriend; wooden spoon pointed at him, “Pack my bags to … where?”

When the word Iceland came out, your face was a vision of surprise and confusion. You didn’t even have to ask before his slightly panicked but clearly excited rambles quickly flowed out his mouth. His words very softly trailed off as he simply motioned over to your bare shoulders where the small straps of your camisole exposed them; the slight sheen of the soothing cream and aloe he had demanded her help spread over them shining in the light. 

“Thought I’d spare you from blistering for all of the summer break,” He muttered, almost shyly, as he added the vegetable to the sauce as you had instructed him to before he had brought the trip up.

A gentle warmth filled your chest and washed over your cheeks at the thoughtfulness of your boyfriend. Quickly checking, the pan was still simmering away, and the vegetables were slowly cooking; you stepped over to him. Arms gently wrapped around him and giving him a firm squeeze when his arms reciprocated the action.

“When did you decide on Iceland?”

“Well, you’ve always wanted to go, and it just seemed like the right time,” The sheepish look on his face told you that there was definitely more to the story than just that, so you pulled away, resting back in his arms as you looked up at him with a slight raise of your brow, “I started looking around the first time you mentioned you’d got sunburnt.”

A light laugh left your mouth as you pulled his back towards you before pushing him away, gently squeezing his cheeks, “You’re precious,” You set yourself back up by the range, sorting out the sauce before taking it off the heat.

“How quiet you’re being is making me a little nervous here,” A wispy laugh left him, clearly riddled with nerves as he watched you start to plate everything up ready for dinner, “Mum helped plan it, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Oh Matty,” You cooed, looking back towards him with an adoring smile, “I’m not worried about anything – I’m just…trying to process.”

“Process?”

“No one’s ever done something so … elaborate for me before?” The words were uttered softly as you grabbed a handful of knives and forks and handed them over to him as you continued, “I don’t know what to say.”

“Perhaps ‘Yes, I’ll go with you.’ might work?” His suggestion only made you laugh again as you took him in. His forehead was slightly creased with an inkling of worry as his hand fiddled with the silverware you had placed in his hands. 

The domesticity of your entire situation filled you with joy, and the words that had left Matt’s mouth swirled in your head like a hurricane. His kindness and gentleness with you throughout your entire time together. How patient and considerate he was of you when you started dating, and you were still unsure, to how he made sure to always keep an eye out for you at parties when you weren’t 100% feeling the crowds, to simply wanting to make sure you not only enjoy your holiday but your health is his main concern.

You both stood in a slightly tense silence, mainly due to the anxiety starting to come off in waves from Matt. The memories of all the times Matt acknowledged you and the choices where he considered you. It was as if he had already decided you were going to be a constant part of his life even when you were still battling between your heart telling you it wanted to be with him and your brain telling you that being with him is not only going to be hard work, but it’s also going to be nothing more than heartbreak. 

And yet here you stand with your heart intact, fuller than you thought it could be. Not only had Matt made you whole entirely by yourself, but he had made you want to be more than whole. He’s made you want to walk through life holding his hand, knowing that if you stumble, he will catch you and be there to push you forward and get you safely to the other side. He’s made it clear that this is not something for him to pass the time, but his feelings for you run deep through his veins. No one has ever seen you in the way Matt has, and at every turn, he has made sure to not only tell you that you’re seen, but he always went the step further to show you that you’re seen. 

“Yes Matthew, I will join you on that plane,” Moving closer to him to place your hands and his cheek and gently caress the lines of worry that were starting to fade at your words, you smiled up at him once more, “Hell I’d join you anywhere you’d ask me to go.”

So maybe it was time to show him that you see him, and maybe him seeing you fall isn’t such a bad thing.

Because yes, Matt was definitively a great man but better than that, he was a good one.

#the summer fic exchange 2k23 #matthew knies x reader #matty knies x reader #matthew knies fic #( m writing. ) #( being a good man. ) #( I'm so sorry this got posted slightly late ella -- technology is not my friend )

[celestialsun888]

Time for Us.

@celestialsun888

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Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff!

Word Count: 387

Synopsis: Simon spends some time with you in the most wholesome way possible; just being in your presence.

★ TW: None <33 Legit just the sweetest stuff evaaa! Established relationship w/ him. Simple thoughts of Simon. This is soo short but I just had it on my mind. might add to this later :)

✒ Authors Note: Just obsessed with him like everyone else. So I wrote a lil’ drabble because I was feeling a little soft. Love when people write sweet stuff for him ;3 my wholesome boy! ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

Your hands intertwined together playfully lacing your fingers through his as you lay facing each other on your bed. The open windows allowed for a soft breeze to trail through the sunlit room that scattered gentle rainbows throughout while the curtains danced benevolently. The fresh flowers he had gifted you sat swaying slightly on top of your bookshelf, petals bending gently as they hung over the glass vase. 

His coarse and calloused fingers contrasted to your softer, more gentle hands. Skin littered with aggressive scars insinuating pain and war that told more stories than he ever would. Stories so demented he would never utter them to you. You, however, were so much gentler. So much kinder. Your hands expressed peace and a simpler, more wholesome side of life. 

Simon liked that. 

He enjoyed how you gave him a taste of hope for good things. That not everyone or everything was bad and that when he was with you he could feel as close as he could to home. A happy home.

You liked moments like these where he was vulnerable with you. Time just for you two. He had gotten comfortable with showing you his face, his scars, the intimate parts of himself that he no longer wanted to hide when he was with you. He had come a long way learning to express himself and his emotions to you because he knew you were worth trusting. 

“I like this,” he started. His voice thick and raspy as he sat up slightly and looked at you lying down. Seeing you like this made him weak: staring up at him kindly. Gently. He loved the way your eyes were so soft when you looked at him, as if you saw the innermost corners of his heart and soul. His inner child, real, uncorrupted Simon. “The time we have together, just us.” 

His hand reached to trace over your cheek needing to touch you, to feel your warmth, to make sure it's real. You sit up on your knees meeting his penetratingly intimate gaze. He was analyzing every part of you, he studied you but you didn’t mind. Your tender touch glides over his lips, eyes following your thumb and eventually breaking away to meet his dark eyes, “Me too Simon,” you hum, “I wish it could last forever.”

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[startheraddict]

How would Joseph Quinn's characters act if you dropped an L-bomb on them?

I have a feeling one of them would hit you jokingly COUGH (Enjolras)

This is an amazing idea lol

!Minimal spoilers but a slight spoiler for Arthur/Dickensian!

Includes: ✒Arthur Havisham(Dickensian), ♦️Eddie Munson(Stranger Things), ❣Ralph(Timewasters) and 🗡Enjolras(Les Misérables)

None of the GIFs I use are mine, credits to the rightful owners

Arthur Havisham

✒ Male Reader

✒ Would give you the wildest look

✒ Would probably ask you "Pardon?! Excuse you, huh?!"

✒ He'd question everything he'd done that day to get an 'I love you'

✒ He'd probably laugh light-heartedly and say "Nuh-uh, keep telling yourself that though,"

✒ Would probably shake his head at you

✒ He's been though too much with Compeyson to believe that you really mean it

✒ He'd cry if you weren't stood in front of him but if you catch him in the right moment he'd more than most likely shove his head into your shoulder and bawl his eyes out

Eddie Munson

♦️ Gn Reader

♦️ Would 100% start crying and then would tell you his eyes are just dry or something silly like that

♦️ If you two were in his room he'd turn his music down and be like "I'm sorry did I hear you right?"

♦️ Would then kiss you all over and not let you go

♦️ He'd say it back repeatedly in between kissing you

♦️ You'd have to pry him off you even if you had to go to the bathroom

♦️ Would pout and pretend to cry if you left him to go home that night but he'd probably actually cry when/if you left

♦️ Two words, clingy. Mf.

Ralph

❣ Gn Reader

❣ Wouldn't respond to you for a while out of pure shock

❣ Would probably go on a walk to clear his head (aka go and buy a ring) and then come and find you

❣ "Y/n! If you meant what you said, I love you too!"

❣ He'd rush his words out and stutter a bit

❣ He'd probably then grab a black box from his back pocket

❣ You knew where this was going so you shook your head slightly in a 'not again' type of way

Enjolras

🗡 Gn Reader

🗡 Would either say "Thank you," or say it back without thinking and then shout "Wait no!" when he realizes like 5 minutes later because he's far too busy rambling about France

🗡 You'd end up in a fit of giggles either way

🗡 and of course he'd jokingly nudge you after you couldn't stop laughing

🗡 But when he says he loves you he means it<3

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