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marvellous1917 · 9 months

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Icarus Falling

(Part 2)

Pairing: mob!Bucky x female!tattoo artist!reader

Summary: It’s gonna be a busy day. Giving a tattoo to a mobster that broke into your home was nothing compared to the fact that you can’t stop thing about how fucking hot he is.

Warnings: lots and lots of swearing, mention of crime (duh), fights, broken bones, tattoo needles, threats, think that’s it.

Part one ⬇️:

A/N: AAHHHH the response to part one was actually insane!!!! I hope this second part is good enough. Love u all <3

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Bold is reader’s thoughts.

Italics is Bucky’s thoughts.

The size of the tattoo is in inches.

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Walking to the shop, your thoughts were running a mile a minute. Holy fuck, what the fuck, did last night actually happen?, James Barnes is gorgeous and made falling asleep last night really fucking difficult, screw him for making me all hot and bothered. Asshole. But one persistent one came screaming to the front- how the fuck am I supposed to tell Frank?

Unfortunately there was not a lot of time to come up with an answer to that, the shopfront coming into view as you turn the corner. Jigsaw Ink stood proud in the middle of the busy Brooklyn street, the black paint of the walls in stark contrast to the pastel pink of the florists’ to one side and the baby blue of the cafe the other.

The shop was a second home to you, the couch at the front becoming a bed for you sometimes after a night out, or if Caleb was being an ass. Frank was nice enough to let you crash when you needed, trusting you with his business. Frank, and the other two artists at the shop, Billy and Curtis were like family - a weird combination of protective older brothers and best friends who were terribly bad influences on you.

The bell on the door rang when you opened it and there was a yelled “Y/N? That you?” from a deep voice at the back of the room.

“Yeah Frankie, it’s me. I thought Billy was supposed to be here, not you?” You yelled back, moving behind the counter toward your station, dropping your bag and taking off your jacket.

“He was, but he managed to get his ass knocked out last night so he’s taking the day off,” Frank replied laughing, walking out from the back towards you.

“What? Is he ok?” You ask, giving Frank a hug when he got closer.

“Managed to piss somebody off at a bar, not really sure what happened, but he’s fine. Just stupid,” he replied, patting your back as you release him.

“Don’t get me wrong, I love the guy but he is an idiot I swear, you can guarantee it was his fault as well,” you say.

Frank chuckle and nods as a response, “yeah I bet. Hey , you got many appointments today?” He asks.

Shit. How the fuck am I supposed to tell Frank Castle - literally the most protective man on earth - that I had to move all of my appointments to next week because a damn mobster broke into my house and demanded I gave him a tattoo today.

“…uh. No just the one, I had to move the rest,” you answer, praying to whoever was listening that Frank wouldn’t ask any questions.

“Why’s that?”

Fuucckkkk.

“Umm..no reason really..” your mind went completely blank, the only thing running through you head were those goddamn blue eyes.

“Kid, what’s going on?” Franks’ eyes narrowing, seeing straight through your bullshit response.

Ughhh. Change the subject right now. “Y’know you call me kid all the time, you’re not that much older than me Frankie. I mean there’s only-”.

“You’re ramblin’ kid. The fuck is going on?” He says, all sense of humor him from his voice.

Ah, there his is, protective Frankie coming in full force.

“Shit. Ok so here’s what happened-” you tell him the full story, coming home from work to see a dangerous criminal chilling in your apartment, the fear that came with that lovely surprise, Caleb’s debt, the weird philosophical conversation, the tattoo talk. All of it.

Of course, excluding the part where you found yourself extremely attracted to the fucking mobster, his weirdly slightly comforting presence, and the fact that the memory of those blue eyes where all you could see as your hand slipped between your legs before you fell asleep.

To be fair to the man, Frank listened to every word you had to say, not interrupting one. But you could see on his face every single emotion he was feeling, the main one being just straight up confusion.

“Lemme get this straight. The fucking Winter Soldier broke into your house last night and is coming in for a tattoo in..” he checked his watch as he spoke, “..an hour?”

“..yeah.” Hit the nail on the head there Frankie.

“Shit.” He says, rubbing his hand over his face in an act of desperation.

“Yep.” You say, patting his arm to try and reassure him.

“Alright, I’m gonna be here the whole time, don’t you worry about that kid. You’re gonna be fine.” He assures you, obviously worried about you.

“I know that Frankie, and if it’s any consolation, he didn’t seem all that bad.” You answer.

“Not that bad?!” He almost shouts, and incredulous look on his face, “Y/N he’s a fucking gangster. He’s fucking danger-“

“FRANK!” You yell, the only way to cut off his tirade before it starts. “I know that, but last night he didn’t do anything bad,okay, and if he wanted to hurt me, he definitely would have done it by now. I’ll be fine Frank, I’ll just give him the tattoo and that will be it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta set everything up.” You say, moving back to your station, beginning to grab everything you need.

“Holy fuck kid, how are you not freaking the fuck out right now?” He whisper shouts, running one hand up and down his head.

“I’m not sure. I think…I think I trust him not to hurt me. It’s weird, but my gut’s telling me I’ll be fine.” You answer, starting to print some different sized stencils.

“Kid your brain is brok-” Frank starts to say but he’s cut off by his phone ringing. He pulls it from his pocket and says “Shit, it’s my kids’ school, I gotta take it.”

You wave him off, Frank answers the phone with a sigh.

He walks off to the back of the shop, leaving you to finish setting up your station. Frank talks for a minute and wander back towards you.

“My girl got into a fight at school, Maria’s busy at work so I’ve got to go get her,” he says, dragging his hands down his face, in a way only an exasperated father could.

“Oh my god is she ok?” You ask.

“She’s fine, but apparently she broke some little shitheads nose for picking on her friends,”

“Like father, like daughter then,” you respond with a laugh.

“Can the people I care about stop getting themselves in dangerous situations for like five goddamn seconds.” Frank says, throwing a pointed glare your way.

“Frankie, how many times, I’m gonna be fine alright, go get your kid and -I dunno- take her out for ice cream, tell her she did good.” You say, pushing him to the door.

“Only if you’re one hundred percent certain you’ll be fine.” He says, already pulling his jacket from the hook.

“I’m good I swear, now go!”

“Ok ok I’m going, stop pushing me” he says, leaving the shop and letting the door fall closed behind him, the bell ringing as it did.

Only a minute passed before your phone pinged with a text.

James:

Have you already forgotten about me that quickly doll?

Send me the address to the shop

Now… please

Fuck me. Why does just his text give me fucking butterflies. Ugh. How irritating.

You send him the address and his response is cheeky as shit.

James:

See you at 1 doll, you better be wearing something pretty for me.

Little shit.

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You had the music in the shop bumping, using it to help calm your pounding heart, adrenaline starting to get the best of you. Your favourite song came over the speakers so you turned it up and started to dance a little, knowing that you had at least 10 minutes before Barnes turned up. Unfortunately this action caused you to miss the ringing of the bell on the door.

Holy shit - ink and a show, today is going better than expected already.

Bucky slowly let the door close, trying not to disturb the dancing girl he couldn’t get out of his head. He lent against the wall, just watching and waiting…and staring.

Shaking out your hands to get rid of any nerves, you turn and nearly scream when you see Barnes stood at the door.

“Oh god, sorry I didn’t hear you come in,” you say, subtly looking him up and down and damn he looks good. Ever the powerful mobster, he wore a black suit, his black shirt had no tie and was unbuttoned at the top. His hair was slicked back from his face, opposite to how it was the night before. This was the other side of him, the business man - James Barnes: the face of multiple charities, the man that law enforcement could never seem to put behind bars. Last night you met the threat, the assassin, and you may be one of the first in his history to survive a meeting with the Soldier.

“No problem doll, I was enjoying the show,” he says, pushing off of the wall and stalking towards you.

Oh my god, “oh..ok, well I have everything set up and ready so if you’re ok to start I say let get going,” you respond, turning to the part of the shop where your station was, nerves flooding back, wanting to get this over as soon as possible.

“Damn girl, not even any small talk?” He asks, slowly following you to the table.

“Oh sorry, I would have asked how your day has been so far, but I didn’t want you to think I was prying into your business. I wouldn’t want you to think I was being disrespectful ab-”

“Ramblin’ again doll, thought I told you that you don’t need to be afraid of me,” he said softly, sounding genuine. “I know what people say about me, I understand why you would be nervous, but I just ask you to not believe everything you hear, ok doll? I’m not who they say I am.” His tone was gentle, almost tired but still pleading, hoping you believe him.

“So you’re not a mobster?” You ask, voice low and calm.

“Oh no I am,” he responds with a small laugh, “I am, and I do what gangsters do. But I am not the ruthless animal I’m made out to be, doll I’m just not. I do what needs to be done.”

His voice breaks slightly on the pet name. His tone is so sincere and tired. Oh my..he’s telling the truth. It actually affects him to hear that about himself.

“Ok,” you respond, siting on your stool next to your station and the table, looking up at him with no fear in your eyes, trusting his words.

“Ok? That’s your response?” He asks, moving around the table to sit on it directly in-front of you.

“Yeah. What did you want me to do Barnes, not believe you?” You ask, all fear gone from your voice.

“Of course not,” he says, confusion laced in his voice, his eyebrows furrowed, “but I wasn’t expecting you to believe me immediately, shit you were scared of me like a minute ago.”

“I know but I think I trust you? You haven’t done anything to me, y’know other than breaking into my apartment. I trust you when you say you’re not someone I should be afraid of.” You answer truthfully.

“…good.” He says, at a loss of what to say next.

“Good. So, Barnes, are we doing this or what?” You ask.

“Yeah let’s do it doll, and please, call me Bucky.” He responds, shrugging off his jacket, folding it and placing it on the head of the table. You had to make a conscious effort to not stare at the way his arms filled out his shirt, but damn it was hard. He sat silently waiting for you to talk.

“Ok..Bucky.. tell me about what size and what placement you want for this.” You say, “I printed some sizes out because I wasn’t sure what size you wanted, and I can reprint or adjust it based in what you want.”

“Oh you a real professional, huh? Not gonna lie to you doll, that serious voice is kinda getting me goin’” he says, smirk on his face, leaning back on his arms, lifting his hips and moving slightly on the table.

Fuck me, what is this man doing to me? He doesn’t give you a chance to respond before he’s talking again.

“I want to get it on my forearm, the inside, and I think that size looks good,” he says, pointing to the 10x8 you printed.

“Ok that sounds good, which arm were you thinking?”

Silence. He stares down at you, an unreadable look on his face. You break eye contact and then freeze.

Shit. Shit. You dumbass. Which arm? Which fucking arm? Are you kidding? I can literally see his metal fucking hand. Oh dear god.

The silence between you goes on for entirely too long. You’re not sure whether you should apologise or wait for him to speak first. You weren’t sure if he would be offended, having a reminder of his injury.

He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, just continues to stare down at you, that blank look on his face. Looking back up at him, you start to apologise but the words get caught in your throat. His eyes. He couldn’t control them the same way he did his face, tons of different emotions flowing through them, none lasting long enough for you to understand before another one took its place.

If only you knew what he was actually thinking. She asked which arm. She knows about my arm, everyone does, but she still asked. She forgot. The arm is all people see, a weapon, an instrument used to inflict nothing but pain. It’s all people see, but she forgot. That’s not what she sees. Maybe…maybe she just sees me.

He’s shuts his racing thoughts down, fully aware of how awkward the silence was becoming. “I’m thinking my right arm might be a little easier for you doll,” he says, an amused look crossing his face, his tongue poking his cheek.

You open your mouth to apologise for your mistake but he holds up his right hand and says, “and please, you don’t have to apologise like I know you’re going to, we’re all good darlin’.”.

He’s gotta stop with the pet names before I melt.

“Ok, uh, are you sure, because I honestly meant no disrespect or anything. I-,” you start, but Bucky cut you off quickly.

“Darlin’, what did I just say?” A stern tone coats his words and goddamn does it send a shiver down your spine. You internally roll your eyes and look away, back to your station, when you feel two warm fingers on your jaw, turning your head back to looks at him. Holy fuck. He places his thumb on the other side of your jaw, forcing you to keep looking at him as he leans in closer. His voice was low when he said, “That wasn’t a rhetorical question, Y/N, what did I just say?”

Jesus fucking wept. Somehow his use of your name made your heart pound, and the fact that his hand was so warm and strong holding onto your face.

“You said we’re all good..” you answer trailing off at the end of your sentence. His eyes don’t move from yours for a second.

“And?” He asks, tilting his head slightly.

Christ alive.

“I don’t have to apologise..” you say, eyes flicking between his and falling to his lips for a second and then back to his eyes.

“That’s right darlin’,” his eyes dropped to your lips, his tongue darting out to wet his lip. “So stop, okay?” He says, lifting your chin to catch your eye.

“Yes sir.” It’s an automatic response but you can’t help but be a little proud of yourself when he lets out a small throaty growl at the name.

“Careful doll.” He responds, letting go and leaning back, “How about we get started before I do something you regret, hmm?”

Like I could regret you.

You turn back to your station to try and clear your head of all the dirty thoughts running wild. “Ok.. Bucky, if you could roll up your sleeve so I can wipe the area, I’ll place the stencil and you can check if it’s where you want it to be.” You say, not used to the name he said to call him by.

“Mhm,” he hums, releasing the cuff link on his right sleeve, his prosthetic catching the glare of the light above, the plates shining. He places the cuff link in the pocket of his jacket and begins rolling up his sleeve and folds it at his elbow.

You clean the area and place the stencil straight on his arm, and peel it off.

“There’s a mirror on the wall over there, you can check if it’s alright.” You say.

“Okie dokie doll,” he responded the furrowed his brows, like he was confused at why he said that, not very gangster of him.

I like him. He says okie dokie.

“Looks good there darlin’, and as much as I hate to say it, we gotta speed this up a little, I’m expecting a call at some point around 2:30 and I’d prefer you not have to hear it.” He says, coming back to the table, sitting down and swinging his legs up onto it.

You take his arm, putting it on the rest in a position easiest for tattooing while saying “Why’s that? Would you have to kill me if I overheard your call?” You ask, enough humor in your voice for him to know you’re joking.

“Probably, depends how much you hear.” He said, completely deadpan. He looks at you and you have the strangest feeling that he actually wouldn’t hurt you either way.

“Shit ok. Is that position comfortable for you?”

“I’m all good darlin’, let’s go,” he says, adjusting his position on the table slightly. His left arm rests across his stomach as he sits on the table, leaning against the backrest, his ankles crossed.

“Ok I’m gonna do a small line so you know how it feels,” you look at him and he nods. You draw a line about 2 centimetres long then stop, “how’s that?” You ask.

“Ain’t nothin’ doll, keep goin’.” He responds.

“Ok here we go.” You say, getting back to it.

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You’ve been tattooing for about 40 minutes, and there hasn’t been a word spoken between the both of you. His arm kept flexing whenever you moved away, and he kept clenching his jaw, like he was in pain but was refusing to admit it, even to himself.

“Are you ok? We can stop for five if you want a break? I’ve just finished the outline so I’ve got to change needles anyway.” You ask, disrupting the silence between you, moving the machine away from his arm so you can switch to a higher grouping for the blackwork.

“I’m fine Y/N, how much longer do you think it’ll take?” He asks, moving his head to look at the outline that you had completed.

“Oh it’s hard to say, but probably another 30 at least,” you respond, looking at him while he was admiring the tattoo so far.

God he’s pretty.

“Shit.” He says, rubbing his forehead with his other hand.

“Are you worried about your call?” You ask calmly.

“Not worried about the call itself… just having to do it here may cause some issues.” He responds, lowering his hand to his thigh.

“Because I’m here? I can go to a different room if you want?” You say, placing the machine back on your station, and turning to look at him fully.

“It’s ok doll, to be honest with you, nothing that needs to be said will make any sense to you anyway, and I mean that in the least offensive way possible.” He says, looking at you with apologetic face, tilting his head slightly. “But depending on the news I get, I wouldn’t want my reaction to… scare you.”

“Oh.. well I guess we’ll see when your call comes.” You answer, unsure of how to react to that.

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The sharp ringing of his phone interrupts the sounds of the machine. You move the machine away from him, turning it off so he could speak freely without noise.

“I really am sorry about this darlin’, but it’s important-”

“Answer it then, it’s fine Bucky.” You cut him off, concerned he was going to miss it if he kept talking.

He gave you another apologetic look, and then turned his back to you to get off the table and answer the call.

You sat in silence as he started to speak.

“Rogers, what did ya find?” His voice changes from how he speaks to you, deeper and more serious.

The person on the other line speaks for a moment before Bucky responds, “we already knew that, didn’t we? What new information did you find?”

Silence.

“Of course he is..,” there is anger in his tone now, “get someone to tell the asshole he can threaten what he likes, I’m not sitting down with him.”

A moment goes by and you think that may have been the end of it, until you see his shoulders tense and-

“FUCK NO!” He shouts, making you jump a little.

“No Rumlow Gets Nothing, I don’t give a shit what he’s doing… Then send the commissioner a goddam gift basket Steve, some portraits of his family would be nice, remind him why he pays us the fucking protection fee.” He seethes at the man down the phone.

This should not be turning me on, shit.

“For fucks sake… Walker is nothing Steve, just some fucking Nazi junkie with a rich daddy, trying to get his hands on my shit…get Nat to bring his ass in, I’ll deal with it Steve… I said I’d deal with it.”

His tone on the last sentence sends a shiver down your spine, what the fuck does ‘deal with it’ mean?

“Ah shit is he ok?” Bucky asks, tone soft now, caring even, “Damn, he’s gonna be out for blood now.. good for him.. give Clint the week off, find the guys and give the pricks to him, let him get out some of his pent up craziness out.”

Oh Clint sounds fun.

“Ok, alright I gotta go now man. Yeah I’m at the shop… nah it’s nothing..yeah ya did… ok fuck off now.. later man.”

He hangs up the phone, takes a death breath and pinches the place between his eyebrows, his other hand going to his hip. He stands like that before he turns back to you, with a small awkward smile. That was cute.

“Sorry about that doll, hope I didn’t upset ya,” he says, walking around the table and looking down at you.

“You didn’t. I gotta ask though, is your friend or whoever ok?” You ask, not bringing up the start of the call where the man in-front of you all but admitted to a multitude of crimes - blackmail, extortion, supplying drugs. He sounded different- genuine when he asked if the man was ok. It was sweet.

“Clint? Yeah no he’s fine, got jumped last night so he’s pissed about it, but he’s ok, worst thing he got were some nasty bruises and a broken finger.” Bucky responds, confusion on his face, wondering why you care.

“How did he break a finger?” you ask, moving backwards as he sits back on the table.

“Oh he didn’t go down without a fight, clocked one of them on his way out,” he says with a small chuckle.

“Ah, good for crazy Clint,” you say with a smile.

Bucky let’s out a sharp quick laugh, “that exactly what I thought doll,” he says, leaning back and putting his arm on the rest, “ready when you are.” He adds.

Ok right back to it. Got it boss.

“Ok, should only be about 10 more minutes.” You say.

“Alright doll.” He answers, leaning his head back on the rest, tilting his head so he could watch you.

Ten minutes later you were finished, putting your machine down for the final time.

“Okie dokie, I’m all done. Have a look in the mirror, see what ya think,” you say, hoping he liked it, not much you could do about it if he didn’t.

He moves over to the mirror, checking out his new ink, twisting his arm around to see it fully. He’s silent for a little while before he says, “fuck doll, you’re a damn artist.”

“Does that mean you like it?” You ask, failing to hide the hope in your voice.

“I love it. Couldn’t have asked for a better one for my first piece.” He says, walking forwards to stand in-front of you, letting you wrap the fresh tattoo, handing him a leaflet on aftercare as you talk.

“You’re shitting me,” you say, “was that seriously your first one?”

“Yeah, why are you so surprised darlin?” He responds, tilting his head.

“I don’t know, just sorta thought you’d have them all over.” You answer.

“All over, huh. You been thinking about me naked doll?” He says with a cheeky grin, talking half a step closer to you.

Shit.

“What, n-no of course not, why would I do that. I mean I’m sure you look good - uh fine.. naked but I don’t-” you cut yourself off before you embarrass yourself anymore.

“No, no ramble on Y/N please, I’m really enjoying watching you try to figure your way out of the grave you’re digging right now,” he says, chucking lightly.

“Shut up Bucky, leave me alone” you responds, looking down at your feet.

“Hey,” he grabs your chin, again, and add pressure until you’re looking up at his eyes, “don’t ever try and tell me what to do, darlin, I don’t tend to respond well to it. I won’t ‘shut up’ and I’ll never ‘leave you alone’… I like ya too much for that.” He says, sounding like a mix between a threat and a compliment.

“Uh.. okay.” You answer, not sure how to respond to his words.

He can tell that you don’t know what to say, so he mercifully breaks the silence. “I love the tattoo doll, it’s looks amazing. You’ve got a talent Y/N.” He drops his hand from your chin as he speaks.

“Thank you, Bucky. It means a lot.” You answer sincerely.

“How much do I owe you sweetheart?” He asks, reaching into his jacket for his wallet.

That’s a new one.

“Uh, say $180?” You respond.

“$180? Damn you gotta charge more than that doll,” he says pulling some bills from his wallet.

He hands you the bills and says “now that’s for today and it should cover next time too, take half for now and half for then.”

You’re stunned by the fact that he’s already planning for next time but your jaw actually drops when you look at the bills.

They were hundreds.

“Woah I think you gave me the wrong bills,” you say, trying to push the bills back in his hands.

“No I didn’t, I know what I gave you. $180 for today, say $200 for next time and the rest is tip.” He answers smoothly, folding your hand back over the bills.

You look down to count and start shaking your head, “I can’t accept this, it’s way too much.”

“Consider it a thank you for dealing with the inconvenience of me having to do business in the middle of the appointment.” He says with a smile.

“Bucky this is 2000 dollars.”

“I know.” He puts up his hand again, stopping you from talking, “I’m not taking it back doll, just have it will ya?” He says, rolling his sleeve back down, doing the cuff back up with the cufflink and placing his jacket back on.

“Oh my god, you’re serious aren’t you?” You ask, unbelievable he wanted you to have over fifteen hundred dollars as tip.

“Yes I am.” He answers, straightening his jacket, “it also may be a small bribe.”

There it is.

“A bribe for what?” You ask, expecting his to ask you to keep quiet about his call.

“I want you to be my artist, anytime I want a tattoo, I want you doing it for me.” He says, smiling down at you with a hint of…something him his eye.

“Really?” You ask in shock, not expecting that from him.

“Yeah, like I said earlier, you got talent. I want more of you on me.” Bucky says smirking at the euphemism he made.

Fuck me running.

“Oh..shit.. yeah ok, that sounds..,” you swallow heavily, “sounds like a plan.” You smile up at him, trying to hide the way his words affected you.

He smiles back, stepping closer and closer until his chest is almost touching yours.

“Yes it’s does. You’re mine now doll,” he says, a dark look in his eye. You swallow hard again and your breath stutters at his words, eyes going straight to the floor. He notices your reaction and smirks, “my artist, I mean.” He continued.

“Although, judging by your little reaction there, I’d bet you be ok with that, wouldn’t you doll?” He says, his tone slightly mocking.

You say nothing.

He hums, then places his right hand on your cheek and tilts your head so you’re looking him in the eye again.

“Would you?” He asks softly.

“Maybe,” you whisper, a cocky smile breaking out on his face.

“Maybe, huh? ‘Mkay, guess I’ll just have to convince you then doll.” He says back, leaning closer, eyes going to your lips before he looks back up, giving you a chance to get out of the situation.

“Guess so.” You respond, some confidence back in your voice.

He hums again, and then he’s kissing you. His kiss is forceful but somehow still gentle, like he’s holding back as much as he can.

Fucking finally you can’t help but think as you move your hand to his wrist, the other one going to his left bicep, the feel of the solid metal under your hand was new, but not unwelcome.

His metal hand moves, wrapping around your back and pulling you against him, deepening the kiss when you gasp.

Reluctantly, you break the kiss when you run out of air. He leans back, the pressure on your back relieving a bit.

“Damn doll, what the fuck are you doing to me?” He asks, biting his bottom lip.

“Something good, hopefully.” You respond cheekily.

He groans, leaning his head back. “Yeah hopefully darlin’. I hate to say it sweetheart but I gotta get going.” He says, releasing his hold on you. He moves towards the door and for a second you think he going to leave without another word, until he turns back and says “I’ll talk to you later doll, keep your phone on or I’ll drop by.” He finished his sentence with a wink, and then he’s gone, the bell on the door ringing behind him.

Fuucckk. Maybe I’ll break my phone so he has to come by. Who knew the fucking Winter Soldier was actually a gorgeous softie under it all.

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A/N: Ta da! Finally complete!! Love everyone of you that read this, mwah 😘

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mactavishsgfandwife · 2 months

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Simon Riley x Curly Haired Reader

universally applicable to any curly girly (who wears her hair natural) 😋 pure fluff beautiful beautiful image from @ave661

When you and Simon first started going out, he only ever saw you with straight hair - you were worried about spending the night with him in case he would see your natural hair after a shower, and find it ‘ugly’. It was silly, but it felt like your curls didn’t look like other curls, they were just… a mess. The first time Si saw your natural hair, he was immediately all over you, even though he’d only come round to pick up his phone. He got so distracted by you that he completely ‘forgot’ about the phone, and just had to visit you again the next day to get it.

Simon Riley who loves to sit and watch you doing your hair. If you two have to stay at a hotel for a special event, and he’s ready way before you (his military efficiency), he is very happy to sit on the bed and watch as you try to fix that one curl that won’t curl like the rest of your head. He has NO idea what you’re doing, like, completely clueless, but you look pretty doing it.

Simon Riley who genuinely thinks you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. You’re hot with curly hair, with straight hair, you’d be hot with no hair - he really doesn’t care, he just loves you. That said, he does secretly have a soft spot for your curly hair. Something about the volume and the aura it gives you is so perfect. That’s his girl.

Simon Riley who lets you buy hair products with his money. He doesn’t care, he likes to spoil you, and he doesn’t understand what’s wrong with his 3-in-1 shampoo but he’s happy to indulge his pretty girl if it makes her happy.

Simon Riley who is GREAT at messing up your hair. It feels so nice and he always has to touch it, playing with a strand when you’re sitting on the sofa together or full on gripping it while you’re making out. He’s finally learnt that he can’t just rake his hands through it (once they actually got stuck) but that doesn’t stop him from constantly tucking your hair behind your ear or patting it when he has an arm around you .

Simon Riley who, failing that, loves to smell your hair. You tell him it’s weird but your products just smell so good!!! And they smell like you!! If you’re in the kitchen, he’ll hug you from behind, and (not so) secretly smell your hair as he mumbles something to you about something totally random or about how much he loves you. One or the other.

Simon Riley who hopes that your kids have curly hair just like their mummy. The idea of his girl carrying around a toddler with identical curly hair, in little pigtails or tiny braids, melts his heart. He’s a tough guy almost all of the time, he’d probably intimidate any other guy on the street by his size and general rough attitude but if you gave him a baby girl that looked just like you, he would be totally devoted. He’d even let her try to put pink hair clips in his short hair, or draw on his tattooed arms. The idea of watching you do your baby’s hair for them melts his heart.

Simon Riley with whom you once tried to do that cute couple thing where you draw each other, and though you did your best to make a realistic drawing of him, he drew you as a stick figure with loopy squiggles for hair and little hearts around you. He was really proud of it, too. Says he hopes your kids don’t inherit his artistic talent.

i don’t know how many cod girlies have curly hair but i do!!! i wish i had a man to buy me nice products tbh

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that-nerd-who-writes-fanfiction · 2 months

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Do you ever think about medieval medicine in a modern context?

Or the opposite, modern medicine in a medieval context?

Not particularly important, just because I know nothing about medieval medicine other than a few things about modern herbalism that I can’t be arsed to verify the historical accuracy of for fanfiction.

Anyway.

Merlin showing up to work high on painkillers and Arthur having no idea what to do with him would be hilarious. He still tries to work but his depth perception is all off and he’s got next to no coordination.

I can imagine Arthur fondly calling Merlin an idiot while trying to get him to sit down and Merlin bursting into tears because Arthur thinks he’s an idiot.

Arthur: oh no, don’t cry, um. Shit. Gaius! There there, it’s okay… *patting Merlin’s head awkwardly*

Merlin, wailing: you hate me!

Arthur: what? Of course I don’t hate you.

Merlin, crying harder: you do! you called me an idiot

Arthur: oh, Merlin, I never mean that. *relaxes and starts actually being comforting by running hands through Merlin’s hair* it’s like when you call me a prat, I don’t mean it.

Merlin: but it’s “indeery” “ending” *frowning at his inability to say endearing* But it’s nice when you’re a prat!

Arthur: and you’re a very endearing idiot too. Now sit down and let Gaius make sure you didn’t hurt yourself.

Merlin, sniffling: you don’t hate me?

Arthur: never. You might be an idiot but you’re my idiot.

Merlin then bursts into tears all over again, wailing about how Arthur is his best friend and how he’s gonna be an amazing king.

Or an accidental magic reveal where Arthur is trying to stop Merlin from doing too much, and Merlin just complains that he can do it.

Merlin: stupid.

Arthur: taking care of your health is not stupid, Merlin.

Merlin: the laws are. I can do it!

Arthur, not actually believing him: uh-huh. Okay.

Merlin: fine. I’ll prove it. *uses magic to clean Arthur’s entire chambers in thirty seconds flat.”

Arthur: um…

Merlin: but magic is outlawed so you’re stuck with a messy chambers because I don’t want to burn.

Arthur: you- I- what?

Then Merlin realises what happened and starts sobbing uncontrollably because he’s afraid of getting burned.

Arthur, panicking and unable to ‘emotion’: no, nono, don’t cry, it’s just- you’re not going to burn, you’re safe, please stop crying.

Merlin: but I’m a warlock and you hate magic!

Arthur: no, well- it’s… complicated…

Merlin, wailing: I don’t wanna burn, please just chop my head off.

Arthur: no one is chopping any heads off! No one is burning! You’re not evil! You’re too good to be evil! I’ve got questions but you’re not a bad person! You’ve done nothing wrong, so please just stop crying.

Merlin: you think I’m good? *sobs and grabs Arthur into a hug*

Arthur: worst manservant I’ve ever had. Best person though. *hesitantly hugs Merlin back and tries awkwardly comforting him* there there, it’s okay, um…

#bbc merlin #merlin #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #merthur #incorrect merlin quotes #i’m bad at tagging #fic ideas #headcanon #merlin bbc

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yulin-pop · 11 months

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⤷ ✧ Green Flags

Gender neutral

- order 79 | headcanons | Heartslabyul

Ace Trappola

— Gets along with your family

He may be a big jerk to you but when he meets your parents or any of your family he is literally perfect. He will do anything and everything to look good in front of your family. It’s for approval but he’s the type to actually care as well. If you have younger siblings then he’d be willing to babysit them and buy them things (nothing too expensive hes not that nice).

— Will call you out

This may seem like a red flag to some but disagreements in any sort of relationship is good. He would never invalidate how you feel but if you need to be set straight, then he’ll do that for you. And likewise, if you call him out then he’ll take it just as seriously. When this happens, one of you are bound to be a bit hurt but Ace is thankful that you would do that for him.

Deuce Spade

— Waits for you

He is very patient. Every text he sends, he sits there waiting staring at his screen for a good 5 minutes, just waiting. If you two have different classes he is still dedicated to walk you to your next class. As soon as the bell rings he runs out the room and waits for you outside of yours. He’s also the one that waits for you when you tie your shoes.

— Always excited to see you

He lights up whenever he sees you. It could’ve been just a short 5 minutes and he waltz over to you like he hasn’t seen you in months. If he wasn’t so shy about it, he would pick you up off your feet and spin you around in a tight hug. He really can’t deny how much he loves being around you.

Cater Diamond

— Hypes you up

Your personal hypeman right here! It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing, your posture, location, or mood he will shower you with compliments. “O-M-G you literally look ethereal right now. C’mere!” Takes lots of photos of you. He will try his best to fix your hair or clothes if it gets messed up.

— Buys matching things

You have so many matching accessories. Keychains, hairclips, bracelets, necklaces, etc… He loves matching things and he thinks it’s just so cute to match with someone. He knows you’ll never turn him down!! If he catches you wearing it or you ask him to match it, he literally won’t shut up and he will be all over you— you’re just so cute!!

Trey Clover

— Looks into your interests and hobbies

Not only will he listen to you talk about your interests or hobbies, he will actually try to get into it himself. He will keep you updated on his progress of your favorite show/book/game. And with hobbies he’s probably not gonna be very good at it if it’s something he hasn’t tried but at least you’re there to help him.

— Pats your head

Okay everyone needs a good head pat. It’s honestly a thing that’s never failed him (for the most part). Sometimes he’s a little awkward with physical affection even thought he actually loves it. The most casually thing is to just pat your head and say “I love you good job”.

Riddle Rosehearts

— Listens without judgement

If you ever need to talk to him about your problems, he’s all ears. You can tell he’s listening closely because of his gaze. He really only sees you when you’re talking and nobody else. It’s very intense (ﾟ∀ﾟ)… Whether if you’re in the wrong or not, he doesn’t scold you on it and gives his earnest opinion.

— Checks up on you for no reason

Please pick up his calls or else he will think you got kidnapped or something. He sorta just calls you and you can hear the relief and happiness in his voice. When you two are together, he’s always staring at you— trying to read your facial expression. Don’t be surprised if he randomly stops by, he just does that. He doesn’t really have a reason nor does he have the time for that but he does it anyway.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #deuce spade x reader #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade #ace trappola #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #trey clover #trey clover x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #heartslabyul #should I make a red flags? /j

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jtkys · 8 months

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𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 + 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ☆

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 :𝟑

𝐭𝐰𝐬/𝐜𝐰𝐬: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬 (𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦), 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐣.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐟 𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐝𝟎 (𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->

We’ve had our era years ago of unnecessary twinkification or crps, it’s time to be fr

He’s 6’6. Cause. Yeah. As shown in the middle image above, he’s a big dude. MUSCLES!!!!!

He literally eats people and I personally hc he hunts them down himself, ESPECIALLY if he’s super hungry. So he’s gotta have some muscle on him. (Foaming at the mouth rn)

Has ombré (retractable) claws u will not change my mind. His blood is either the same kinda ooze that comes from his eyes or a dark blue

He’s really fucking warm. Like he’s a god to be around in the winter because he’s just insanely hot. Figuratively and literally

I’m tryna figure out what he voice sounds like in my head, I definitely think it’s really deep. Forgive me but I think he’d sound a bit like corpse husband

He can definitely growl, but almost never does it because there’s no reason to since he’s level headed and hard to piss off, but also because it’s genuinely scary 😭😭

Not my original hc but I saw someone once saying he purrs in his sleep and AGH YES!!!

Has thermal vision: I think I mentioned this before, but I really enjoy this hc. As I’ve Also said before, he’s got really sensitive hearing and smell because of his lack of proper sight.

Is a gentle giant 100%. As much as Jeff can try his hardest to piss him off, he’s hyper aware of his strength and how easily he could tear someone apart if he lost control and that’s the last thing he wants, so he makes sure to keep his cool

Even if he’s somehow managed to get pissed off, if he can’t leave the situation he’ll just get more verbally aggressive (never physically) but if he CAN leave the situation, he removes himself immediately to make sure he or anyone else isn’t hurt.

Is actually really good with Sally and young kids in general, but has no idea how to handle babies. At all. Mostly because he’s scared he’ll drop them, but also because he can’t communicate with them like he can with young kids, and the crying and screaming babies do really upsets his sensitive hearing and ears 😭

Rarely removes his mask around the other creeps, and only really takes it off infront of sally and when it’s a small group of calmer proxies.

Loves loves LOVES to read books. It’s his favourite thing to do in his spare time

He either really loves or hates coffee, I haven’t made my mind up. But I’m pretty certain that he never drinks alcohol, because he doesn’t ever want to be put in a situation where he’s out of control.

Probably smells blood after he’s eaten, but most of the time has a really nice earthy kinda scent to him

He uses Aussie hair products fight me rn. Look me in the eyes and tell me he doesn’t have luscious curls..

uhm sorry he likes sealife and worships David Attenborough i dont make the rules

Really likes the Lego Batman movie. I won’t elaborate

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->

As I said before, gentle giant

Isn’t overly affectionate at first because he’s a lot more nervous than given credit for, and will sometimes overthink it if he wants to hug you or hold your hand because he’s scared of his claws or misjudging his own strength.

So if you wanna hug him I think he’d, at first, just kinda stand there awkwardly and stiffly but would probably give your head a soft pat or rub your back if you insist.

Eventually he’d probably become a lot more comfortable, and more secure and confident that he wouldn’t hurt you

(It’ll take quite a bit or convincing but oh well)

Is more than happy to let you read with him or be in the Same room as him, no matter what you’re doing. Just being in each others company is sweet and enough :D

hugs from behind from this man would be legendary bro. ESPECIALLY CAUSE HES SO WARM AUGH 💔💔

i dont think hes as possessive as the other creeps (cough cough the diy scrub daddy) (jeff) but he can certainly be protective imo

godly cook. bro.. i want him to make me food rn..

as in u call up this mf at 3 in the morning to ask for some spaghetti bolognese with extra cheese and my boy is in the kitchen before u can blink

like the real man he is 🔥🔥🔥🔥

look me in the eyes and try and tell me his claws wouldn't give GODLY scalp massages bro.

Is really good damn attentive, especially when it comes to people he cares for. As in he knows ur sleeping, eating, breathing patterns like the back of his hand to make sure that he notices immediately if anything is wrong

Likes watching his partner sleep NOT IN A CREEPY WAY. just probably finds it really enjoyable and endearing to see someone he cares for so much in such a vulnerable and calm state

He’s so silly I’m in love with him

I’m honestly not sure what kinda pet names he would use, because he doesn’t seem the type to use the generic “babe/baby” to me, but he’s def not like Jeff (who will come up with the most downright jaw droppingly nasty names ever for fun)

He’d probably use either “sweetheart” or “darling” nothing too major, but would probably just mostly use a shortened version of your name or a nickname he gives u. He silly he bbg

Really loves cats. Really really loves them, and will get on one knee and propose to you if you have any (/hj.)

>>>

𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚/𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐣 𝐬𝐨 :𝟑

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐨𝐩

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juicycherry99 · 4 months

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Attention

San X fem.reader X Seonghwa X Hongjoong

Genre: Smut

Warnings: foursome, voyeurism, fingering, swearing, oral (male and female receiving), subby reader, praising, unprotected consensual sex, lingerie, kissing, slightly jealous San, degradation, choking

You and San had been together for about a year now. You had met his family and his mother loved you! She liked you so much, she called you often to know how you were doing and if her son was treating you well.

8:34pm

your boyfriend called you as you were preparing for bed since you had a long day at work.

San: heyy princess!

Y/N: hii love!

San: are you busy tomorrow?

Y/N: no, I’m actually my a day off tomorrow, why?

San: my mom knitted you a vest and gave it to me. You should come over, I’ll be at the hotel!

Y/N: aww, that’s so sweet of her! Alright, I’ll come tomorrow.

San: good! Can’t wait to see you my love!

Y/N: *yawns* me too baby!

San: you sound tired baby, you should go to sleep.

Y/N: yeah, had a pretty rough day.

San: oh, I’ll let you rest. I love you baby!

Y/N: I love you too, Sannie! See you tomorrow!

San: Goodnight, rest well!

Y/N: ‘night, rest well.

You hung up and changed into your pj. You went to your bed and let you fall onto it. “Ah, what a day..” you sighed. You turned off the light on your nightstand and fell asleep thinking of your boyfriend.

8:57pm

The next morning..

8:08am

You woke up to the beautiful sunlight peeking through the window. You got up and went to take your breakfast while thinking what you were gonna wear. Since it had been a while since you and San saw each other, you wanted to wear something sexy and cute to surprise him. You finished eating and went to take a shower. After your shower, you did your hair and makeup and went to your closet. You decided to wear some cute light pink thigh high socks with the matching garters you knew San loved to see on you. You took a short black and gray skirt that had hints of light pink in it, to match the socks. You chose a gray turtleneck to match the skirt and put them on. You put your jewelries on and took your purse. You checked your phone; 10:17am. You texted San that you were leaving your apartment and went to take the bus to the hotel your bf was staying.

11:05am

You arrived at the hotel and went to the elevator. You went up to your bf’s room. When you found the right door, you knocked while spraying some perfume on you quickly. Your bf opened the door and you were met with the most beautiful smile ever. San eyes you down a bit, glancing at your thighs quickly, biting his lower lip. He didn’t have the time to say anything, you ran to him.

“Baby!” You screamed as you jumped into his arms.

San chuckled while catching you and pecked your lips quickly. You kissed him back roughly, holding the back of his head to deepen the kiss. You missed his soft plump lips so much.

That’s when you heard other voices echoing in the room.

“Hi Y/N!” Seonghwa said, chuckling.

You jumped a bit as you heard Seonghwa’s voice. San let go of you, smiling at you shyly.

“I might have forgotten to tell you the boys we’re gonna be here too..” he said as he eyed you up and down again, cursing in his head at the sight.

“Missed us?” You heard Hongjoong’s voice as he chuckled at your expression.

You froze a bit in place as you blushed a bit. You’d lie to yourself if you’d say you weren’t attracted to them. They’re pretty handsome and are always so nice to you.

“Hey guys! It’s been a while!” You said as you went to hug them quickly. Seonghwa was gentle and patted your upper back while Hongjoong was a bit more energetic and hugged you tightly, hand on your lower back.

Hongjoong let go of you and eyed you quickly as you went back to San’s sides. You guys sat on the couch and talked for a while, catching up on the past weeks, since it had been a while you saw your boyfriend’s friends. You we’re sat on San’s lap while talking with the other members. You started feeling San’s semi-hard under your skirt, aligned perfectly with your ass, only covered by your panties. You decided that you wanted to tease your boyfriend a bit so you moved a bit, carefully for his friends not to notice. San put his hands on your thighs to retrains you from moving but it didn’t work. After a good 20 minutes of teasing, San got up from the couch and excused you both. Would seem he had to tell you something one on one. He took your hand and led you to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He pushed you against the door, getting inches from your face and looking into your eyes.

“What do you think you’re doing, uh?” He asked, griping your throat as he looked in your eyes.

You gulped at his serious look. “I’m sorry, was horny..” you mumbled under you breath.

“you did it on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted them to notice?” He said, tightening his hold on your throat as he moves his hand down to your panties. You could feel yourself getting wetter by every seconds. He pushed your panties to the side with his hand, dipping a finger into your wetness. “You wanted this, didn’t you? So wet already.” You nodded and whimpered at his touch. He chuckled as he let go of your throat and panties. He picked you up, your ass exposed in the air and he opened the door, stepping out and walking to the king sized bed, throwing you on it. Hongjoong and Seonghwa’s eyes were glued on you guys until their eyes met San’s.

“Would you guys like to touch her?” He asked them suddenly.

They nodded right away, their movements synchronized. San turned his attention to you making sure you were comfortable with that.

“Would you like them to touch you?” He asked with a soft voice. You nodded, squeezing your legs together, feeling the wetness spread even more in your panties.

“Words Y/N. Use your words.”

“Yes pl-please..” you whimpered as you looked over to them.

“Remember the safe word?” He asked you, caressing your cheeks softly.

You nodded, smiling softly at him. “Red” you answered him.

“Good girl” he said as he pecked your lips softly.

They got up and went beside you. Seonghwa to your left and Hongjoong to your right while San went back to the couch, sitting on it and facing the bed. You could already notice the bulge forming in their pants.

“Go on, do whatever you want with her.” He said as he parted his legs slightly, palming himself through his trousers.

They wasted no time, Hongjoong caressed your cheeks softly while looking into your eyes. “Can I kiss you?” He asked, making sure you were okay with it. You nodded as you smiled at him, leaning in. He kissed your lips slowly but passionately. You could feel Seonghwa leaning to you left ear placing soft kisses to your neck. “Can I take off your shirt?” He asked softly, sending tickles to your skin. You hummed in approval in Hongjoong’s mouth, which was still kissing you. You felt Seonghwa lift your shirt up and you broke the kiss with Hongjoong to take off your shirt. Them both looked at your bare tits since you didn’t out in a bra, licking their lips at the sight of your hard nipples.

“Want your mouth please..” you asked them, playing with your hard nipples. They both leaned down, to attach their mouth to them, licking and sucking on them. You whimpered at the hot feeling of their mouth, glancing over to your boyfriend who was still on the couch. He didn’t say anything but he kept palming himself at the sight of his friends doing their work on your tits, lips parted as he enjoyed the view. You could feel yourself getting more and more excited at the feeling of being watched by your boyfriend. Seonghwa made his way to your neck placing kisses up to your jaw to end to your lips, kissing them while Joong was playing with your other nipple. Hwa was a bit rougher but you liked it.

“Can I eat you out, please?” He mumbled in the kiss.

“Hmm yes please..” you moaned out in excitement.

He moved away from you to the end of the bed and pulled down your skirt, leaving you only in your panties, socks and garters. “Fuck..” he swore under his breath, looking at the wetness through your panties. He sat down on his knees, diving his face down your clothed cunt and place a kiss on it. He moved your panties to the side and flattened his tongue on your wet hole, parting your lips and giving your clit kitten licks.

“Hmm..” you whimpered, biting your lower lip to restrain yourself from moaning out loud.

“Let it all out babygirl, wanna hear your beautiful voice” Joong said as he kept giving attention to your breasts.

“Hmm… want to suck you Joong..” you moaned out breathlessly feeling Hwa’s tongue on your cunt.

“God yess..” he groaned out while standing up and undoing his belt. He lowered his pants and boxers just enough to free his hard cock. It was thick and veiny, just how you liked them. Your mouth salivated as he moved himself closer to your lips. You stuck out your tongue, licking his red tip before taking him in your mouth. You hummed at the taste of him on your tongue, sucking and moaning on his member.

“Fuck kitten, you’re so good..” he groaned out moving his hand into your hair to push your head down on his member.

Seonghwa’s tongue was working perfectly on your pussy. He circled his finger around your hole before dipping one of them inside it. He moved his finger slowly before adding an other. He started pumping his fingers into you while eating you out like a starved man.

“Hmm… hmmm..” was all you could let out since Joong was fucking his member into your mouth. He quickened the pace, entering your mouth deeper with every thrusts, making you gag around him.

“Ahh.. fuck Y/N.. uh~” he let out, fucking your throat faster. You loved how vocal he was being.

You felt your orgasm building from the different stimulation. You moved your hips upward to get more friction of Seonghwa’s mouth on your core. “hmmm! C-cum-“ you chocked out on Joong’s member, trying to warn Hwa of your orgasm. He knew you were close from the way your cunt was tightening around his fingers.

“Cum for me kitten.” He mumbled onto your core.

His voice made you cum right away. “hmmm! hmmm!” You cried out around Joong’s member, clenching around Hwa’s fingers. He slurped all your juices, licking you clean. “So sweet..” he groaned out softly.

“Fuck babygirl, can I cum in your mouth?” Joong asked while fucking himself into your mouth slower. You hummed in approval and he quickened his pace, spilling his seeds down your throat. “Uh.. fuck.. hmm” he groaned out, panting as he slipped out his member from your mouth.

You looked at your boyfriend, almost forgetting his presence. He was still looking at you, his boxers down his thighs, teasing his hard member with his fingers.

Suddenly, you felt a tight grip on you chin, forcing you to move your head to the side. Hongjoong leaned his head down to your ear.

“I want you to ride my face while you get Hwa off” he whispered, his breath sending shivers down your spine. You nodded and moved to the other side of the bed, letting Hongjoong lay down on the bed next to you. You hovered over him and moved up above his face, positioning yourself above his mouth. He pulled down your hips to make you sit on his face and started licking your wet folds, letting his tongue play with your swollen clit.

“Oh fuck Joong! hmm..” you moaned at the stimulation of his tongue on your core, gripping on his hair tightly.

You then saw Seonghwa coming to your side and sit on the bed beside you, freeing his hard cock from his trousers and boxers. He started pumping his member a few times and spitting on it before reaching for your hand and placing it on his dick. You started stroking it slowly, your thumb resting on the tip, spreading the pre-cum all over it. You started moving your hips on Hongjoong’s face, riding his tongue slowly while fastening the pace on Seonghwa’s member.

“ahh~ so good Y/N! Please, faster!” You heard the oldest moaning beside you.

“hmm so sweet..” Joong mumbled against your slit, sending vibrations straight to your core.

“ahh god! Fuck!” You moaned out, riding his face faster. You gripped Hwa’s member harder as you felt your orgasm coming. “Shit..c-close Joong!” You whimpered as you tightened your grip onto his hair.

“Let go baby..” he mumbled onto your lips.

You quickened your pace on Hwa’s member, hearing how wet his dick was.

“Ahh~ I’m gonna cum y/n.. fuck..” Hwa moaned out, bucking up his hips into your hand.

“Come with me Hwa.. ahh~ fuck..” you moaned out as you came on Hongjoong’s lips and tongue, clenching around nothing, feeling Hwa’s hot sticky cum on your hand. Hongjoong slurped out all of your juices, licking you clean before pushing you to the side, you laying between the two men, exhausted. San hummed at the view of the three of you, fucked out and panting on the bed.

“Well, hope you guys had fun.. but now, imma take care of our princess myself.” He said as he stood up, walking to you, biting his lower lip. The two boys beside you got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean themselves, letting both you and your boyfriend alone.

San took off the remaining pieces of clothing he had on before climbing on the bed above you. He leaned down to your ear, licking and biting it softly before whispering something.

“You like acting like a lil slut, uh?” He asked, whispering into your ear. “You like having my friends making you scream like that?” You nodded. But unfortunately that wasn’t enough for San. He gripped your throat tightly, looking straight into your eyes. “SAY IT! YOU LIL SLUT!” He spat out, tightening his grip on your throat.

“y-yes” you managed to say, out of breath.

“Good girl.” He mumbled as he let go of your throat. “Now I’m gonna fuck you till you can’t walk no more. Understand?” He asked, still looking into your eyes deeply.

“Yes..” you nodded as you swallowed hard your saliva.

“Great” he spoke out as he leaned down to peck your lips.

He positioned himself between your legs, brushing the tip of his member against your core. You bucked up your hips to feel more friction, whimpering at the feeling of his swollen tip brushing against your folds.

“You wanna get fucked this badly, uh? Want my cock so bad you can’t wait? Slut.” You nodded as you but your lower lip hard enough to create a light bruise. He scoffed and pushed the head of his member inside you slowly, causing you to whimper. He moved your legs up as he placed them on his shoulders, pushing into you deeper. He started pounding into your cunt deeply at a teasingly slow pace.

“Uhh~ so tight baby..” he groaned out, gripping at your waist firmly.

“hmm faster please..” you whimpered, needing more and more.

He quickened the pace, hitting your sweet spot over and over, making you cry out of pleasure.

“fuck baby! Harder! aah~” you moaned out loudly, gripping on his biceps.

“Yeah? You want more?” He asked breathlessly as he pounded into you relentlessly. “f-fuck.. you’re taking me so well princess..” he said between breaths.

All that could be heard were skin clapping, moans and bed cracking sounds which you were convinced was gonna break.

“fuck S-San.. f-fuuck.. I’m c-close!” You let out between breaths and moans, arching your back.

San stopped everything, catching up his breath and pulled out of you which caused you to whine at the emptiness. He flipped you on all fours and shoved his length back into you deeply and roughly, pounding into you relentlessly as he grabbed your ass firmly. You’d never seen your boyfriend this rough since he was usually pretty soft except when you asked him to be rough in bed. But gosh it felt so good.

“aah~ fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. San! fuck!” You screamed as he hit your cervix again and again.

“You wanna cum babygirl?” He asked as he moved one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing it quickly as he continued pounding into your core faster than ever. “Go for it princess, come over my big dick. Cream around it real good” he said in between breaths.

“Oohhh! fuck San! C-cumming-ah~ hmmm~” you moaned out, grabbing the sheets under you tightly as you came around his shaft.

San continued pounding into you, feeling you clench around his member. He swore he could have came only from that but he wanted to last a bit longer to overstimulate you a bit. He loves to see you go crazy from his touch under him.

“San-ah~ too much! Please!” You cried out feeling overwhelmed with all these sensations going through your body, trying to move away from him. Pleasure quickly turning into pain. But GOOD pain.

“don’t you dare move away..” he groaned out, feeling his climax coming quickly. “You’re gonna have to wait for me to finish.. is that clear?” He asked as he pounded balls deep into you.

“Y-YESS!” You screamed, feeling like you were gonna explode right there.

San pounded a few last thrusts before pulling out of you to cum on you ass.

“Ugh! fuck.. hmm~” he groaned out, spilling his seeds onto you before spanking your ass cheeks.

You fell on your stomach, panting, exhausted from all of your orgasms. The next thing you felt was San wiping his cum off of you with a towel before planting a few kisses up to your neck. “Rest well princess.. love you” he whispered in your ear. You felt yourself falling asleep slowly as San pulled up the covers onto you.

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@fandems sorry for the long wait, hope you’ll like it.

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lucifers-rubber-duck · 29 days

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𖤓 How much would the Hazbin Characters enjoy physical contact 𖤓

Characters: Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, Husker, Angel, Niffty, Sir Pentious & Lucifer.

Warnings: Wrote this as friendly (especially Alastor's one) but can be read as romantic as well.

A/N: I've been recently thinking too much on how much a few of the characters would enjoy affection I had to write it.

10/10. This girl would absolutely love any kind of physical contact.

• She would absolutely cry if you started hugging her.

• She will say she's very proud of you for being comfortable enough to hug her.

• If you start being clingy she wouldn't mind at all.

• I belive she wouldn't mind you holding her hand, leaning into her, etc. She will start doing the same if you permit her.

• There would be a point were you two would simply start hugging each other as a way to say hi.

• Be ready because she will definitely look for you when she's feeling sad or burned out, you'll be the one she'll cry on the shoulder and hug until she feels better again.

6/10. She's not against it but that doesn't mean she will be 100% okay about it.

• She doesn't enjoy physical contact that much, especially not the long during ones.

• If you hug her will give nervous taps on your back and in less than a few seconds will be pushing you away.

• It doesn't mean she hates you, she just isn't familiar with that.

• I feel like you you pick her up in your arms she'll start to panic.

• Will let you brush her hair sometimes because she trusts you won't try anything funny like pulling it.

• If you're feeling really tired she will let you put your head on her shoulder and rest or will just straight up pick you up and bring you to your room.

4/10. This man does not like physical contact at all and will avoid it at all costs.

• He doesn't trust many people, and trusts even less people touching him. He only let's Rosie and Niffty touch him for a reason.

• If you somehow are able to earn his trust like them, he'll let you give him quick hugs at best.

• Now, you not being able to touch him doesn't mean he won't touch you, on the contrary, messing up with you is his favorite passtime.

• He will spin you around, invade your personal space, boop your nose, give pats on your head, anything that may annoy you really.

• Sometimes, he'll pull you to dance with him when he hears music from the radio, but only when he's in a very good mood.

• Doesn't like being touched but will be very touchy sometimes.

5/10. He doesn't like it, he avoids it as much as he can, but maybe he can make a exception for you.

• His job is to stay behind the bar's counter and serve drinks, anything beyond that is out of his catalogue.

• He hates when you try to touch his tail or his wings, they're way too sensitive for him to trust anyone touching.

• Doesn't like hugs, he's so grumpy about them and everytime you ask for one he will deny it.

• Now, if you're actually in a very bad mood or something happened to you that made you feel like shit, he won't hesitate to try and comfort you.

• He will put a arm around your shoulder, put his wings around you and try his best to make you a little better and open up to what happened.

• And if you got too drunk at his bar? He will put your arm around his shoulders and help you walk to your room.

• He's a man of words, not actions, but he's trying his best.

8/10. He's used to being touched, that's his job but he has almost no experience being touched in such a innocent way.

• When you first started being clingy to him he for sure thought you had second intentions and would constantly flirt with you.

• But when he saw you were being genuine he panicked for a quite long amount of time, he just wasn't used to it.

• He would try to avoid you at all costs at the start, he just couldn't help feel his heart hurt everytime you were so nice and sweet with him.

• After a while he would just start to give in and be extremely clingy with you. One of his four arms around your waist, holding your hand, hugging you by the shoulder, he would just take everything from you he could.

• He would 100% let you cuddle with him and put you face on his fluffy chest and brag about how much you seemed to enjoy it.

• He wouldn't stop being flrity with you but this time he would try to make sure you're comfortable with it and make it clear it's all friendly, he doesn't want to lose to one good thing he has.

10/10. She just doesn't mind, she likes climbing people at random moments and for sure doesn't mind physical contact.

• She doesn't know what personal space is to being with, she already was very touchy with you, she would just turn extra clingy.

• She wouldn't mind being hugged but you should be carefull, she very tiny and you could easily hurt her, but tbh she probably enjoys pain.

• Be ready to turn into her favorite climbing spot, she would climb and sit in your shoulder ar any given opportunity.

• You would basically have to babysit her to make sure she won't be running around with sharp objects trying to kill anyone, wich is kinda hard since she's faster than you.

• Still, besides everything, she would be really thankfull for you to be around her, a lot of people find her crazy and having someone being so nice to her is something she will forever appreciate.

• She's going to give you a bunch of gifts made of dead bugs she killed to show how much she cares for you, so be nice.

9/10. This poor man is so awkward when it comes to physical affection but would absolutely adore it.

• Absolutely freaks out about it, first he things is you trying to make him let his guard down to attack him, but will start blushing and sttutering the moment he realizes it's genuine.

• He doesn't mind being hugged, holding hands, being close to each other and all that stuff, just tell him first so he can mentally prepare.

• Not a lot of people are nice to him, most think he's just a loser who can't do anything right so he will look up to you a lot and try a lot to be reciprocate.

• He will make you gifts and gadgets as a way to say thanks for your kindness and will order his Egg Bois to follow and help you in everything you need.

• Something tells me that he would love to cuddle up with you, he's cold blooded and he thinks you're warm, can't blame him for that.

10/10. Bro is touch starved, the moment you're sweet to him he will melt.

• Now, this man, this man would fall to tears the moment you showed any kind of affection towards him.

• He's been isolated since his wife left him, maybe even before that, he never thought someone could care for him again.

• If you hug him, he will hug you back. If you hold his hand, he will smile at you. If you decide to just sit by his side and talk he'll be more than eager to hear you, doesn't matter the subject you're talking about.

• He's very clingy and will want to make sure you're feeling okay 24/7. He'll send you text messages, give your a few of his rubber ducks (one of them even looks like you!) and hold you close with his wings to show a new thing he created!

• It takes a while for him to hug you back normally without tearing up or being extremely awkward about it, but it will come a moment were he just does it naturally. He just appreciates you so much, he doesn't want to ruin anything.

• I personally belive he enjoys cooking so he will either ask you to cook with him or bring you food he made himself. Enjoy your meals from the best cooker ever!

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ellecdc · 2 months

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Love, i just had a heartbreaking thought; James' first solo excursion with Vix. He'd be so anxious and stressed because all he can think is " i wont leave without her this time" 😭

Could i request paranoid james and vix going shopping alone for the first time?? I feel that hed want one of those stretchy child hand cuff things so he wouldnt lose her

Poor Jamie. I wanna give this sod the biggest hug in the whole wide world

James was losing it - he was well aware of this. Every movement, every car horn, every bell ringing above a shop door, every person laughing or yelling brought him closer to you until you were basically wearing him like a backpack.

"Doing alright, Jamie?" You asked kindly, politely, concernedly. James wanted to shove you under his arm and take cover.

"Yeah, yup. Never better." He said distractedly as he continued to scan your surroundings.

The two of you had volunteered to pick up the cake from the magical bakery on Diagon Alley for Remus' birthday, which quickly turned into shopping for presents in Muggle London, which turned into a full on shopping spree at a large mall.

James hated it.

Being in a building felt claustrophobic and he was panicky watching you even reach for door handles - sure as all get out that the place was quickly becoming consumed by fiendfyre. He didn't fair much better outside, however, feeling as though you were both too vulnerable in the open; desperate to find coverage.

Really, he just wanted to take you home.

"How much longer do you think we'll be?" He asked you as he glared menacingly at a male shopper who had the audacity to wear all black until he left your vicinity.

"Not long, James. I just want to hit the grocery before we head back; it might be nice to have a charcuterie, no?"

James wanted to say "actually, I'm pretty sure shopping for charcuterie might be what kills us, Vix." But since that was crazy, he opted to hum in agreement as you led the way.

The two of you passed by a toy store where he saw a parent walking a child on a lead like a dog. His first thought was 'good lord, muggle parents are something else'. His second though was 'I should buy one for me and Vix'.

He turned back to the direction you two had been heading when he realized he couldn't see you anymore.

"Vix?" He said quietly as he spun in place. "Y/N?!" He shouted louder, garnering attention from the other shoppers near by.

What was he going to do? He couldn't very well pull his wand out right now. He would pull his wand out if he needed to - Azkaban be damned for breaking the statute of secrecy - but he was not going home to Sirius without you again.

"Y/N!" He shouted as he started shoving his head against the glass windows of various shops on the street, trying to catch a glimpse of you.

He felt tears prick his eyes as his breathing became faster. How could he have done this? How could he have lost you again!?

Unawares of the panic you just caused, you exited the shop with a bouquet of lilies for James - knowing he liked having fresh flowers around his home that reminded him of his 'beautiful flower' to find him spinning around frantically with tears streaming down his face like a toddler who lost their parent at the zoo.

"James!" You called as you raised your hand. He spotted you instantly and made for you - crushing your bouquet between the two of you as he enveloped you in a bone crushing hug.

"Where were you!? I couldn't find you anywhere!" He cried as he held on fast to your form. You patted his back consolingly.

"Awe, Jamie. I'm sorry. I thought you were following me - I just wanted to get you some flowers!" You explained as you pulled the slightly flattened bouquet away from your body.

All anxiety and any pretence of anger slipped away as James beamed at the bouquet. "You got me flowers!?" He shrilled as he took them from you.

You beamed right back at him and gave him another hug. "I'm sorry for frightening you, Prongs. Why don't we go to the grocery and then head home?"

James took a steadying breath and nodded at you.

"Can we hold hands?" He asked somewhat sheepishly.

You immediately held out your hand which he quickly enveloped with the one not holding his bouquet as you set off for the shops.

He didn't let your hand go until you made it into Grimmauld Place and Sirius hollered at him for making moves on his girl.

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vulnonapix1234 · 11 months

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The lack of cursed Tim Drake stories/aus is honestly unbelievable.

He grew up in a house full of Archeological findings, mostly alone without any adult supervision.

Anyway. I have one that isn't as angsty as it could be, in which he doesn't get cursed out of maliciously, but because of kindness.

The curse was held in a wolf statue and gifted him the ability to turn into one. But only if his emotions get out of hand. Be it happiness, fear, or anger.

So he trained himself to control his emotions, as his wolf side was quite handy for his bird-watching hobby.

(He also ends up with quite the resting bitch face because of this. It also helped him a lot as Robin)

But he also needs to shift from time to time or else he'll get... a bit irrational.

Then he becomes Robin and Bruce, the best detective in the world, has no idea about his true nature.

The only people that know are Alfred, Cass, and Jason.

Alfred found out on one of his "check ins" With Tim. He used to visit him daily with an nice lunch packet to make sure he was alright and the first time he did, Tim was so surprised that he spawned tail and puppy ears.

Cass is his cuddle buddy. They are like siblings and love each other. Tim is also aware that someone must know. For case of emergency.

Jason wanted to cripple his replacement and got body checked by an overgrown puppy. Like Tim got so happy that his packmate was still alive that he couldn't control himself. The shook was enough to snap him out of the pit madness

(Jason: does dad know?

Tim: dad?

Jason: I meant Bruce.

Tim: ew. That's my boss.)

The rest of the batfamily doesn't know, but is still influenced by his ferral wild side.

Mostly Damian. Because Tim can't take this tiny Puppy seriously. He is a baby and part of his Pack. Tim also doesn't get that he is trying to murder him. He seriously thinks that Damian is initiating play fights and he, as a good big brother, indulges in it. These playfights are actually pretty good for Damian.

It helps with his murderous tendencies and it became more playing than fighting quickly.

These Play Fights help a lot with stress and anxiety for the both of them.

Dick isn't aware that they are playing. He seriously thinks that they dislike each other as if Tim wouldn't pull Damian into Bruces' bed whenever they had a bad patrol.

Also, his relationship with dick is a lot more open.

He gets that he sounded like a lunatic. He understands that Damian is the new pack puppy that needs to be watched 24/7.

But he also knows that his big brother loves him a lot and that he gives the best hugs. He loves him with all his heart and trusts him with his life.

Tim is protective of Duke. He is still new to the pack and the villigate life. That he patrols all alone gives him a lot of anxiety and he often follows him in wolf form. Duke thinks that he is a lost stray and always has some jerky for him.

The only person that Tim has a bit of a problem is Bruce. Because he is eternally torn between "this is a work relationship and he is my boss" and "Papa who gives me loving head pats". It's a real struggle for him.

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bubuslutty · 10 months

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omg its me the pec lover 🫣sorry yes 141😭 forgot to put who mwehehehhe

hey anon! thanks for this delicious ask!!

pairing: gn reader x (platonic? romantic? you decide) John Price, Simon Riley, Soap Mactavish, Kyle Garrick

warnings: none

price:

I know for a fact this man has a hairy chest. not TOO hairy. but hairy enough to be ticklish when you lay your cheek on it when he's shirtless.

and he has massive man boobs.

I said what I said.

reader would 100% randomly go up to him, asking for a hug or for comfort. and because price is price, he'll wrap an arm around them, to comfort them.

but what he doesn't expect is them just shoving their face between his pecs and groaning, the sound muffled by the material of his shirt.

and he's just standing there like 🧍‍♀️

and he smells nice, like cologne, soap, his own musk, tobacco sometimes when he's stressed and a hint of sweat.

when reader first ever did it, he almost died of embarrassment and confusion, but quickly got his shit together.

he couldn't even pull them away from him, he didn't really feel like it actually, because it looked like the reader was having a great time.

So now don't be surprised when u catch the captain laying somewhere, trying to take a nap with reader on him, face buried between his pecs, arms straight down their body, and sleeping as if it's the most comfortable position on earth.

ghost:

the first time reader buried their face in Ghost's pecs was in the excuse of a hug. it was easy, really, whining and just falling face first on him. and he didn't mind at first because in his head reader was gonna get up after like a couple of seconds. but they DIDN'T.

and Ghost was confused n lowkey suspicious, so he grabbed them by the back of their shirt, like a baby kitten, with one hand and ripped their face away from his chest.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Nothing" 😇

Ghost simply placed them back on the ground and eyed them up and down, then left.

but reader was on a fucking mission, so anytime they had an opportunity to lay on ghost, they would, be it in the Heli, in hideouts, in the base, anywhere. until ghost has had enough.

"Bloody hell- what do you want?"

"Can I cuddle you on your chest, please? 😔🙏"

ghost just stared at them in complete silence. and when he didn't say anything for a whole minute straight, reader added, "I'll give you 10 quid."

"Keep your money." and he wrapped an arm around their neck and brought them straight to his chest, choking them for a minute.

and reader was in heaven, with their arms wrapped around as much as of him as possible.

"Thanks-"

"Shut up."

Johnny:

soap in my head is already very friendly and pretty physical with the people he cares abt. so it's not an unusual sight to see him hanging out with reader, on a couch, or on a bed, watching a movie on a laptop.

and he loves cuddling when the weather is cold enough, so they'd be tangled in each other, watching whatever movie is playing on the small screen while reader is drawing random patterns on his chest with their finger.

if reader is tired, they'll bury their face in his neck at first, trying to get comfortable and go to sleep. or they'll gradually slide down his body and end up with their face pressed against the swell of his pecs.

"They're soft. like pillows." reader would point out while wiggling around, trying to get comfortable.

"Yeah? they are?" Soap would laugh and puff out his chest, making the reader's head bounce a little and they'll laugh and then whine, "Stop it, I want to sleep."

soap would pat their head, "Use the bed, then."

"Nah, you're way better than a bed."

"Thanks?"

gaz:

when gaz noticed the small obsession reader has with his guy's pecs. he knew he was next.

So he was basically a bit nervous n hot around the collar when he found himself and his guys being squeezed into a car, bullets raining down on them.

and there wasn't enough seats in the thing, so reader had to sit on him, chest to back while shooting out of the window.

"You good?" They shouted above the utter chaos outside as Ghost tried to drive them to safety, with soap screaming at how he should've been the one driving instead.

"Yeah!" Gaz shouted back.

and when they were far enough that gunshots sounded so far away, reader took off their helmet and leaned back against Gaz with a deep sigh.

"You're comfy." They said with their eyes closed.

"Am I?"

"Uhum."

Gaz didn't miss how they would rub the back of their head against his chest, or how they would turn their head to the side and try to bury their face between his pecs, even though it was practically impossible in the tiny space the car had.

but you better believe reader tried anyway.

and the whole time he was flustered, trying to act as normal as possible, squeezing their shoulder once while they sagged against him.

I hope you liked this anon! I tried my best 😋

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ghouljams · 9 months

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just imagining soap and love being close and like those bsfs that are attached at the hip or very affectionate, just imagining making soap catch her and acting like shes gonna kiss his cheek but just takes a hugeass CHOMP at his cheek

You are feeding into my Ghost/Love/Soap trio thoughts in an unhealthy way but God Ghost deserves all the love in the world he deserves them. Here's the biting part of Ghost's "No kissing, no biting, no bitching" rule.

Ghost honestly didn't know what he was expecting when he introduced you and Soap. Honestly he hadn't really planned on introducing you to anyone but certain stabbings made that a little tricky. This was good though, you two got along well. Maybe too well. Your excitement for seeing Soap was almost rivaling the excitement you showed upon seeing him. Although maybe that was partially a reflection of his own feelings.

Whatever the reason was, he could feel you light up when you spotted Soap. Ghost himself didn't bother stifling his smile, letting you drop his hand to run at the poor guy. At least Soap seemed to have the good sense to hold his arms out when you jumped. Your arms wrap around his shoulders as he lifts you into a more comfortable hold. Ghost shakes his head, watching him pat your back amicably.

"Price says we gotta- Hey," Ghost grabs the back of your head and pulls it back just as your teeth replace your lips against Soap's cheek, "No, no biting." You whine, for some reason Soap whines.

"But look how sad he is," You tell Ghost, Soap nods.

"Yeah, look how sad I am."

"Jesus Christ." Ghost pinches the bridge of his nose, "He's not sad, he's half charmed, now no biting, either of you."

"Just right now or-"

"The whole time," Ghost glares at you, you shut your mouth quickly.

"The whole time what?" Soap frowns, finally catching on that there this might not be a courtesy call.

"Price wants us keeping an eye on you while he and Gaz talk to the witch." There's a long moment where Ghost thinks Soap might object, before a smile spreads over his face. His growing excitement does not bode well for Ghost's sanity.

Later Ghost finds himself on the couch at the bottom of a dog pile. Soap's thrown a leg over his, head on his shoulder while his fingers lace between Ghost's. Your legs are similarly settled across his lap, arms wrapped around him to cuddle close, at least Ghost managed to get an arm around your shoulders before it was pinned by your koala hugging. Your fingers just graze Soap's arm, soft contact acknowledging his presence.

"I can't believe you've never seen this movie," You mumble, tucking your head under Ghost's chin.

"'Scuse my for not seein' every movie of the last 40 years." Soap rolls his eyes, cuddles a little closer.

"Dude it's fucking Jaws."

"Ghost hasn't seen it either," Soap counters.

"Yeah but Simon was living under a rock, you were out doing-" You wave your hand, "-whatever it is you do." Soap hums, catches your waving hand with his free one.

"I wasn't under a rock, I-" Ghost stops, eyes wide watching the screen, "Bloody hell, it's eatin' that poor fuck."

"You know the actual jaws animatronic was in the shop for most of the filming? That's why you don't see it until you see it." Ghost doesn't know who you're talking to, if you're talking to either of them. He's never been this warm before. Soap's internal sunshine and your tethers blazing on either side of him, tangling over him, it feels like all the tension in his body is trying to unwind.

He's not sure what will happen if it does? Will he fall apart if his bindings come loose? He doesn't think so. Not with how tightly he's held right now. New bindings from people that would happily put him back together.

"I forgot you're a horror junkie," Soap grumbles, earning a quiet laugh from you.

"Don't tell Simon that, he'll think I only like him for the mask."

"It's a nice mask." Soap agrees.

"Would you two stop talking and watch the damn movie," Ghost cuts in, the cuddling is enough, he doesn't think he could handle the lead up to both of you talking about him.

#the poly Soap agenda is so real for me #💖💀🧼#i feel like love and ghost are the nested couple here #brought soap in and they love him so much #which is good because he loves them back #ghost deserves to be hugged from every angle #an absolute knot of limbs and Ghost in the middle hugged so tight it'll cure his trauma #fae!Ghost #fae!Soap #oc: Love #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x oc #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish

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obsidiancreates · 1 year

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Would a Body Swap Rise/2012 crossover be better with only The Boys being body swapped across dimensions, or would it be better if all characters were? Or just The Boys and Splinters?

Because on one hand, if it's just The Boys then I think 2012 Splinter would notice These Aren't My Sons' Souls right away and get things jumpstarted

On the other hand... it'd be really funny for 2012 Splinter to wake up short and round and Danny Devito Shaped while Rise Splints wakes up tall as shit

"HA-HA! I AM FINALLY TALLER THAN MY SONS AGAIN! LOOK AT ME, WOW RED YOU EXPERIENCE THIS ALWAYS?! HA-HA, YOU ARE SO TINY NOW!"

"My sons... please help me to reach the countertop. I have tried climbing onto a chair, yes. I could not make it up."

Anyway, 2012 Raph suddenly being the tallest would make him insufferable, and when he discovers this body has Mystic Powers to become even BIGGER he's just a menace. He does however keep hitting his head on everything and knocking stuff over because he's not used to such Width. Muscle memory shocks him when the body instinctually reacts with Hugs to his brothers having a bad time, and how it's clearly common because the body holds at just the right angle to none of the spikes or sharp edges of his shell jab his brother. It's kinda nice.

Meanwhile Rise Raph is trying to adjust to being a whole foot shorter and way less wide. He keeps reaching for things he should be able to grab easily and realizing he needs to lean way over to grab it. Leo keeps patting him on the head like he's a dog. he doesn't dislike it except for the smugness Leo does it with. Muscle Memory keeps affecting all of them and they first learn this when Raph by The Body's Instinct slaps one of them on the back of the head. He promptly bursts into tears about it.

Rise Donnie revels in being the tallest now and Is A Problem about it, but the tooth gap irritates him to no end, he can't stop running his tongue over it. He discovers tech is WAY harder to get in this universe as well and is horrified by how he must work with things like Manhole Covers and scraps, and even more horrified to find out how much Muscle Memory this body has in regards to navigating the military junkyard (not because he fees bad for 2012 but because this scrapyard isn't even that good but the muscle memory implies this is the best place to get tech here and it's all he has to work with and he hates it).

2012 Donnie is in candyland and fucking loves this giant lab with tech that The Kraang could only wish they had a d when he discovers the mystic tech powers? He passes out. He's probably having the best time of everyone (when they're not pressuring him to work faster on getting them back to their own bodies). He knows that since Memories have a physical makeup in brains they should technically be able to remember things these bodies have done and thought, but there's a spiritual block so they can't access any actual memories. He finds he stims a lot more in this body and actually rather enjoys it.

Rise Mikey is delighted by the muscle memory breakdancing he can get up to in the 2012 universe, yet horrified by the things this body seems to be used to eating. He almost eats a Trash Pizza Slice with ants on it, pauses, realizes, and throws up. He decides the best thing he can do for this Other Mikey is train the body how to cook well. Ice Cream Kitty knows it's not her Mikey so she's sad but she doesn't dislike Rise, she just misses her bestie. Rise is so relieved by the never-ending chains on the nunchucks, though definitely confused how they never end since this universe doesn't seem to have Mystic Powers.

2012 Mikey thinks the art on his shell is awesome and loves that he finds a closet with turtlenecks and art stuff. He steps into the kitchen one day and by sheer muscle memory cooks an artisanal meal and everyone is blown away. He thinks he got the best body out of everyone and he has fire powers now! Which is concerning to everyone and he does set things on fire regularly. Good thing the Donnie Body here seems to be prepped for that because the first time it happens The Battle Shell opens up and puts out the fire, which causes a new panic because DONNIE YOUR SHELL WHAT HAPPENED WHY IS IT METAL- oh good it's a covering AHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHY'S YOUR SHELL SOFT AHHHHHHHHHHH

Rise Leo doesn't like 2012's body one bit, especially the larger feet. He also hates not being able to teleport. And his muscle memory has him Naruto Running across buildings. He's having a bad time, he hates this. Space Heroes is cool though he likes Space Heroes. He's trying to get Donnie to figure out how to bring the show back to their dimension. He's also so surprised by how Meditation is one of the body's first instincts when in the dojo, and by how many super formal moves it knows. He does enjoy getting to brag about it and pretending to be Old and Wise to his brothers while running through the motions of these katas he doesn't even know the names of.

2012 Leo is just. So confused. He keeps posing. He keeps lounging. He sleeps in way more. This body walks with a more casual gait. Fascinating. And a little weird and uncomfortable and scary. He's trying to enjoy it but he's not sure how he feel about it. He loves the portals/teleportation, though when he discovers one of the main ways this body uses them is throwing one katana to teleport to it he knows he must keep this fact from Raph as long as possible because Raph has never let him live down the "A ninja never throws their weapon!" thing.

Anyway I don't think I'd swap April, Casey (who'd be swapped with Cassandra and not Casey Jr), or the villains because someone needs to notice The Boys are acting unlike themselves, and if The Splinters are swapped too that doesn't leave a ton of options. If I did, though, we all know 2012 Casey said he kinda enjoyed being a girl, so he'd be pretty happy with his situation, especially since with the muscle memory he's also a ninja now.

#tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt 2k12 #rottmnt #tmnt crossover

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byhees · 7 months

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ideal type ━━ ( 엔하이픈 성훈 ) ♡ genre fluff high school au potential friends2lovers warnings not proof-read skinship hardcore crushing

thinking about sunghoon, who happens to be the boy you have a major crush on; at first, you doubted the thumping of your heart to be some effect of ‘puppy love’, but now that you both have gotten closer over the months, it’s loud and clear that that’s, a hundred and one percent, not the case.

and to be frank, you’re not sure as to how he hasn’t realised this yet; you’d like to think that you’ve been really, painfully obvious— and that’s completely beyond your control, especially with all the adorable things that he does; he just keeps leaning over you to hear you better, cupping your face to take a fallen eyelash and patting your head every so often. i mean, who wouldn’t be flustered when under his caring gaze??? hahaha… precisely. but it’s completely normal to smile real hard when texting your friend, to gaze at a friend from afar because they just look so pretty and surreal, to… wish under every shooting star that a friend doesn’t notice your racing heart whilst hugging, to… blush at nearly every one of your friend’s cute gestures, to… uh feel all tingly around a friend. omg.

if he doesn’t want for you to completely crumble and melt right in front of him, then he should stop complimenting you nearly every hour of the day!! like stop casually telling me that i have pretty eyes, that this and that reminded you of me… it’s not healthy for my heart to continually thump so quickly, okay??

also, he just loves walking you back home, a cute, oblivious smile plastered on his stupidly cute face; it’s not that you dislike it, it’s that you fear when you might actually give into your inner temptations to hold his hand, because apparently he can’t keep it close to his side, and his fingers keep brushing against yours without a care in the world.

and you can’t exactly expect for one to not malfunction when their crush asks them what their ideal type is like; and so, when the few words left his lips, you began rambling… “oh y’know, it’d be good if he were this,” you said, raising your arm to indicate a height, “much taller than me. and has black hair and uh brown eyes. with a nice.. erm nose bridge. maybe it’d be nice if he were knowledgeable and smart and stuff. it’d be kinda cool if he had something he were passionate about, like a hobby or something… shows, uhm, passion! y’know??” that probably made zero sense, given your continuous mumbling and the insane amount of filler words, but that was what you’d blurted out to your crush, so maybe you can just live, laugh, love and forget that??

well, there was someone who hadn’t forgotten a word you said; in fact, they replayed in his head at all times. a head-ish taller that you? check. black hair and brown eyes? got those too. smart and knowledgeable? he’d like to think that that’s a check. a passion towards a hobby? well he goes ice skating on a regular basis if that counts?

and so, on the following day, you were definitely met with a surprise; “yn, look at me,” he says, bending slightly to meet your gaze. “don’t you think i look like the guy you described yesterday?” omg. you’re joking.

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raythekiller · 10 months

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I really wanna see (if u wanna write it) JTK, Toby, ej, masky and hoodie platonically with a new recruit that’s a child (around Sally’s age, maybe a bit younger, like around 8-9. sad backstory, blah blah blah) but instead of being like fanon Sally (sweet, joyous, innocent) they’re literally just a little shit. Like shenanigans, swearing, pranks and being immature? (Even though they all find the kid strangely endearing and funny) so basically the kid is just a COMPLETE troublemaker, but also have a kinda sweet and soft side like most kids.

🗒 ❛ Troublemaker Child Reader ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie

#Notes: this one was so funny to write lmaoo

pronouns used: they/them

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

I swear he tries to be nice at first. He'll look at them and go "Awe, hey there little g-" "You're ugly as shit." "..." Yeah, someone better get that kid away or they're getting stabbed. Legit just develops beef with the toddler so now they have kind of this rivalry going on. I'm talking full blown prank wars. Everybody is just looking at Jeff weird because you're a grown ass man? And they're a literal child? But the dispute doesn't slow down until one day the kid actually gets slightly hurt because of one of his pranks and starts crying, to which he'll genuinely feel bad and patch them up while apologizing. It's a cute bonding moment.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

Thinks that the kid is funny as hell. Doesn't mind it when they sass him, he'll just laugh and pat their head, but loves it when they do it to others. Just the reaction of sheer horror on their face at this 8 year old cussing them out makes his day every single time it happens. Will absolutely help them prank others or just cause trouble in general - they're officially partners in crime now. One night, they come up to him and ask him to check for monsters under the bed, to which he just smiles and ruffles their hair, checking every corner of the room that a "monster" could be hiding in and even offers to read them a bed time story. It's super cute, he's a surprisingly good big brother figure.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

Total dad figure. Tries to "reform" the kid and teach them proper manners and to stop messing with others, which barely even works. Scolds them when they misbehave, but nothing too serious, more of a "I'm not mad, just disappointed" kind of talk. Will also apologize to the people they mess with, almost like he's the one legally responsible for the toddler (which he's not). There was one time where he caught them drawing something on the walls with crayons and was about to give them a talking to again, until he noticed it was a drawing of him. He had to stop for a second cause he genuinely didn't know if he should be mad or flattered, but ends up hugging them anyway.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

Hates the little shit and asks Slenderman on a daily basis why he recruited them, to which he doesn't answer. Will just kind of drag the kid by the back of the collar whenever they're about to go cause some trouble, dragging them away. He's absolutely not happy about having to babysit, but he can't exactly go against the boss' orders. He doesn't warm up to them at all until they catch a cold someday and he's the one tasked to take care of them. Seeing them so vulnerable and weak made him genuinely feel bad, and he doesn't leave their side for a second until they're fully recovered, even sleeping by the side of their bed.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

Another one who finds them funny as shit. Will at most tell them to be careful about not hurting themselves while pranking other people, no actual scolding ever coming from him. I already mentioned that he's good with kids, he's just got that cool uncle vibe to him. He already likes the kid, imagine the one day he walks into his room to see them wearing his clothes, trying to pick up his guitar which was about their size, all because they "Wanna be cool like uncle Brian!"? He might actually cry.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #ray.writes #ticci toby #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #masky #hoodie

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fakesimp · 1 year

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Hello c: I'm here for the 1k event prompt!! So here's my request ><

( also sorry for my bad english (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠) )

Kyo or Mysta ( or maybe both?, it's your choice (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) ) with • "Huh? Me? Jealous? You're just imagining it"

then for the nsfw prompt is • It went from a kiss to a whole make out session and • "Come on you can do better than that".

Idk if it would be possible to be a full smut but it's fine either way (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!

Jealousy, With Kyo Kaneko, Mysta Rias

Warning !

Fluff ; Slight Nsfw ; Mentions of Cursing in Mysta's ; Established Relationship

A/n !

Haiwo ! It's okay anon ! I understand you don't worry fufu~ also Sankyu for requesting ! Also apologies in advance if they're ooc ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

1k Followers Event Prompts !

"Huh? Me? Jealous? You're just imagining it"

It went from a kiss to a whole make out session [ Nsfw prompt ]

"Come on you can do better than that" [ Nsfw prompt ]

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Mysta Rias

Okay, what happened before till now you're worn out on the bed, after a heated session with Mysta?

You stared at His exposed back, that's covered with marks, from who? You.

You sheepishly looked away as you slowly hid yourself under the blanket of your shared bed, Mysta looked back at you and raise a brow, "What?" He asked as he then start walking to you. "Nothing, I, just.. didn't know I put, so much.. on, ..your back" you didn't tell him the exact thing but he knew what you meant, Mysta, at first just owlishly stared at you before breaking into laughter.

"God, that, that's so fucking hilarious-" he said as he wheezed, he took a deep breath and pat your head. "I mean, aha, it is equal." You blinked. You averted your eyes, what he said is true, he did left a good amount of marks on your body too.

. . .

5 hours ago

You were hanging out with Mysta's friends ! They were all so nice, started from Vox, Luca, Ike and Shu. They have a quite unique friendship, you were happy to see Mysta have such good friends. You're all were talking and joking around, for hours. That is until you see Mysta being, uncharacteristically quiet. At first you asked him what's wrong, but he said he's okay. Just thinking, he said. You raise a brow at him, but you took the reason.

But then the next few minutes, you don't see him anywhere. The boys who also noticed he's not around, got worried, so they decided to help you find him, and you found him in your shared bedroom. You told the boys you found him, a friend of his, Ike, told the boys that it's getting late, they should be heading back to the hotel. The rest agreed and decided to leave after bidding goodbye to you and Mysta.

You soon joined him on the bed, "Mysta..?" You called out to him as you gently pat his arm. Earning a hum from him, "What's wrong?" You asked him, but you didn't receive anything, instead just him suddenly pulling you to the bed and hugged you. Making you shocked at the sudden movement from him, you blinked and wrapped your arms around him. You pondered, trying to figure out the reason why he acted this way.

And almost all of them leads to one thing.

"Mysta, are you Jealous?" You asked out of the blue, making him stiffen a bit, "Huh? Me?" He sounded in denial, "Mhm?" You nod your head, "Jealous? You're just imagining it, there's no way I'm jealous, why would I be?" He said the more he talked the more he sounded in denial.

You chuckled at his reply, making him look at you, pouting, "What? You thought I'm actually jealous? Really?" He then slowly leaning his face closer to you, "Mys-" his lips collides with yours. He pulled away for a moment, and then he leaned in for a kiss again. But this time his hands are roaming around you, making you gasp. Also giving him an opportunity to slide his tongue in.

You don't know how long both of you have been making out, but lord he really did kiss you breathless.

He pulled away and gently brush his thumb against your cheek, he then gently pull you onto his lap, you're straddling him. Mysta below you, breathing slightly ragged as he gently rub his thumb along your hips.

You can feel him down there, you stutter out a sigh as you slowly start grinding against him. Making him slightly growl, his grip on your hips tighten a bit as you continue grinding. He then let out a breathy laugh, "Hah.. haha.. come on babe.. you can do better than that"

And the next thing you knew, you're under him and him thrusting into you, sending your mind to oblivion.

He's deep inside you, making you couldn't think of anything else but him, also couldn't miss the pain of him marking you up.

"Mine."

. . .

You look up at Mysta who's playing with his phone next to you, "So you are jealous" you said out of the blue, making him blinking at his phone for a few times before turning to you. Then looked away, "...Okay, maybe I am a little bit jealous.." he finally admitted, making you chuckle and wrapped your arms around his waist.

"You're so cute Mysta, I only love you okay"

"Ughhhhh, ... ...

...I love you too.."

Kyo Kaneko

Kyo was laying down on his stomach next to you, you saw your marks on his shoulder and his back, you averted your eyes for a moment before slowly reaching out your hand to his back, gently rubbing your hand against his back.

Earning a hum from the blue haired male, he turn his head to you, "Hm?.." his eyes slowly opened as he look at you. "Does it still hurt?" You asked him, making him let out a low chuckle at the question, "No, not anymore at least" he said as he reach out his hand towards your head. Gently running his hand through your hair, "Thank you for asking tho.."

. . .

3 hours ago

You were talking with a friend of Kyo's, the name? Ren Zotto. Why are you talking with him? It's because Kyo blocked his social media and asked for your help to make your lover unblock him.

When you heard about how he got blocked, you laughed. Laughing into tears, and Ren laughing too while fake sobbing. "Please you gotta help me" he said, you nod your head as if he could see you, "Okay okay, God, that was so funny.." you wheezed making ren whine then laughed sarcastically. "Okay, do tell me if he already unblocked you"

You then hung up the call, and when you turned around, you saw a flash of blue hair disappeared into the corner. You blinked and immediately walked out from your room to the living room. To see Kyo, crossing his arms as he watched the tv, "You don't have to tell me to unblock, I will unblock him later" you just owlishly stared at him before raising a brow at him.

"Okay, that means you've been eavesdropping my conversation with Ren." You said as you approached him and sat down next to him, he didn't even look at you, just staring at the tv, arms still crossed. You tilt your head a bit as you stare at him, "Kyoo..?" You called him out, only earning a hum from him.

You pout at him and frowned a bit, before a smirk slowly creep up to your face, "Kyooo~...?" He glances at you, oh he knows that face. The face you made when you've figured out something's wrong about him, "are you jealooouus..?" You asked him, he took a deep breath,

"Huh? Me? Jealous? You're just imagining it, ain't no way I am jealous, why should i be jealous over Ren-" Your smirk widen and you laughed at him, "I didn't even mention names!" And then he internally facepalming himself. You see him slowly dropping his arms, he looked away slightly embarrassed.

You continue on laughing, and the next thing you knew you're pulled towards him and his lips are collided with yours, earning a soft moan from you.

He pulled away and gently pull you to his lap, "Shouldn't have pulled that hard, sorry" he whispered an apology as he then gently wrapped his arms around your waist. Hugging you, a bit tight.

You chuckled softly and softly brush his hair with your fingers, "Kyo look at me" you said, and he did. As soon as he looked up at you, you kissed him.

But then, slowly the kiss turned into a whole make out, you're not complaining about it. Kyo leaned away, your breathing slightly ragged, "Come on Kyo.. You can do better than that-"

And then there you are, getting fucked by him, not in a fast pace, but also not in a slow pace, him thrusting deep into you as he litter your body with kisses and love marks

"I'll admit, maybe I am a little bit jealous"

. . .

You snuggled close to him, as you can feel his fingers running through your hair, "Love you"

"Love you too" he said as he kisses the crown of your head.

A/n !

I am lowkey, contemplating on should I make a full nsfw or not on this, Maybe I should've try to write a full Nsfw fic more in the future--

Since most of the time, it's more to Slight Nsfw.

( 6/10 )

#nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji #luxiem x reader #luxiem #illuna x reader #illuna #mysta rias x reader #mysta rias #kyo kaneko x reader #kyo kaneko #➴ fakesimp writing for you #fakesimp writing #1k followers event !

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