#I wanna give this man a squeeze hug fr

[korn-maze]

Polite Baby~

#korn #korn band #korn fandom #jonathan davis #jd korn #jdevil #radiating teddy bear energy like a madman- #why does he gotta look so polite though 🥺 #he's just a polite little teddy bear omg- #I wanna give this man a squeeze hug fr

[know-its-for-the-better]

living w schlatt hcs

guys im down so bad this week and with today's p.o. unboxing i fear it only got worse. anyways i just had a bunch of thoughts ab what it would be like to live w schlatt while y'all are dating. so these are my hcs. (also i am like incredibly new to writing original material so lmk if this is any good fr)

-this is not the first or last time this will be said but this man is an ass grabber. as soon as he knows it's something you're okay with? he's doing it. not in public, bc in my head he's not big on PDA, but when you're at home? every time he passes by you it's a grab of the ass and a big cheesy grin and he sometimes even a kiss on the cheek

-again, not the first time anyone has mentioned this, but this man is giant. 6'4. so he's def a big fan of the hug from behind. he likes to tower over you and kiss the top of your head. whether you're cooking, cleaning, looking out the window, or admiring jambo on his cat tree; he will come up and squeeze you into a hug from behind with no warning.

-"toots, come here rq" just to ask for a kiss while he's working or editing. simply as motivation to keep going. he says "it's like a reward" and you happily oblige.

-since he doesn't really stream anymore, he doesn't play a lot of video games, but when he does, he lets you sit in his lap as long as you sit still and don't distract him... (obviously you do sometimes... not your fault you have needs and he looks so cute when he's focused...)

-the drunk chuckle sandwich episode had me thinking about you playing bartender for him and making him different drinks to try since he usually just drinks straight from the bottle. he would say some shit like "i'm ngl i didn't know you could make it taste that good." bc nobody ever really bothered to make him try different cocktails until you

-super domestic dancing in the kitchen to old music. duke ellington and etta james and all different kinds of jazz and old love songs, it doesn't matter bc he is spinning you around and kissing you softly as it plays in the background while he sings to you.

-not to be cringe but he would sooo be into that thing those couples do when the smaller partner says "uppies!" and then the other one picks them up. except it would just be a look you give him and putting your arms out with a grabby motion and he would know.(bc im sorry the thought of saying uppies makes me wanna gag) he would pick you up and carry you around like a koala with your legs wrapped around his torso AND he's happy to do it. but just at home bc like i said he's not really into pda.

-he would so take candid pics of you at golden hour. you'd just be in the living room looking out the window with jambo or {redacted} and admiring the sunset and next thing you know there's a disposable camera or the little girl camera right in your face. he would so say some stupid shit to get you to laugh and then snap the picture. but once he gets one, you force him to hop in the frame while holding the other cat so you can get a cute little family pic while the lighting is good. obviously, you made it your background within the next ten minutes. and he made his background the candid picture of you the second he got the pictures onto his phone.

ok so hi!! i hope these fed you a little im so incredibly new to this whole writing thing but this was a lot of fun for me so if you have any suggestions i think my ask box is open? idk how those work but im sure i can figure it out. thanks for reading i know i yapped quite a bit LMAO

#schlatt x you #schlatt x reader #schlatt #schlatt fluff #jschlatt x you #jschlatt fluff #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt headcanons #schlatt hcs #schlatt headcanons

[superhoeva]

𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 - 𝐜. 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨 (𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, +𝟏𝟖) | in desperate need of this man fr, that's all i can really say at this point! i feel like this is not good but maybe that's just because i've been staring at it for the past two days?? warning(s) include smut, language, bodily fluids (mentioned), foreplay (no penetration), carmen having ZERO patience when it comes to you. also, reader is written as someone with a vagina, but no other gendered terms are used. we can all benefit from some more inclusivity whether it's pronouns or otherwise! hope you enjoy! <3 (w.c. - 1.5k)

Carmen finds you in the middle of his couch, hunched over your papers of notes and laptop as you work. Dressed in nothing but a white tank and underwear so thin he’s not even sure if he can call them that. It’s only a plus that you’ve got reading glasses on, Carm biting the inside of his cheek at how they frame your face.

Shuffling his way to the couch, he stops behind where you sit. He smiles at the chuckle you let out when his hands softly grip your shoulders.

“You’re supposed to be almost done…” Carmen trails, not even trying to hide the neediness warping his tone. Or his arms, for that matter, when they trap you in a hug around your neck that weighs you further into the couch.

Carmen bends, squeezing you in a way that steals away your attention. You sigh in his arms, palms finding home on the strong muscle surrounding you.

“I am, baby,” you promise him, glazing over the work in front of you. “Just a few more things to check off, then I’m all yours, okay?”

The chef holds back his whine, but not the way his bottom lip pokes out. He sniffs, arms untangling from you only to take hold of your shoulders once again and bend down a further. Your skin jumps at the unexpected peck. A lengthy hum leaves Carmen after he kisses you again and takes in a long-lasting inhale.

“No, not okay. But you smell good,” he mumbles against your neck. “Look even better.”

You smile to yourself, your attempt to return to the computer on your lap interrupted by wandering, tattooed hands.

“Bear, come on–”

“Just for a sec,” the man promises, closing and scooting your laptop and notepad onto the next cushion over “Wanna love on you some. Can I do that?”

You don’t answer. You can’t answer, words somewhere far with the way Carmen’s started mouthing at your neck with open kisses. He drags his tongue up and up to the spot behind your ear, as he maneuvers the tilt of your head to turn and face him.

His snog drives deep, hand on the back of your head to draw you even closer. He’s bent over the back of the couch, grip sneaking under the cotton of your tank to flick his fingers against one of your nipples. The slight twirls and tugs he pairs have you jolting with a gasp that he only lets break your mouths apart for a fraction of a second.

He’s quick to slide his tongue back into your mouth, lips slick with a mixture of the both of you. Something crass sounds when he sucks at you, and he moves to the other nipple with the same pulling and tugging that has your eyes rolling.

“Fuck,” is what he mumbles, but you can’t make it out over the heavy pants that leave your nose in loud huffs. Your hand reaches up to tangle in his hair, and he releases another noise at the slight tug you give it. Nothing too painful, but enough for him to feel it.

Something igniting in Carmen, he retreats his fingers from your chest just to work them down across your stomach and fiddle with the waistband of your underwear.

He also pulls away from his kiss, causing a while to trail from you. Your pout, however, quickly turns when your eyes pry open to see him looking at you. He stares at you with a stirring haze, fingers delving into the warmth of his mouth.

Popping them out after an extensive second, he holds them for you to do the same. Heat fills his gaze when you wrap your lips around his digits, coating them with spit just like you know he wants you to.

“That’s it,” Carmen hushes out, nosing at the side of your face as you grab at his hand to push it deeper. He’s pressing a tender peck into your jaw as you slide the fingers out slowly. They’re wet and shine in the warm light of the room as he lowers his hand back down, pinkly expertly sliding the thin material covering you to the side to glide the fingers into your dampening slit. His drag up to your clit is not as fast as it could be but is weighty with churning intention.

Your head throws back, lips breathlessly tumbling out a useless mixture of words. Carmen leans further into the couch, holding you as you squirm. There’s a pattern to your movements, tensing and relaxing as he strokes his fingers up and down. 

“Prettiest fuckin’ thing I ever seen,” Carmen rasps out, eyes wild as they take in the angle. Chest stretching the tight fabric of your top, your nipples are visibly pebbled. He grunts, a spark of eagerness hardening him further. The crotch of the sweatpants he sports hangs heavy with his cock, a dark spot of sticky precum already staining the material in more than one spot.

Your back bends into a slight arch when he stops to circle and press on your swelling clit, the pads of his fingers rubbing at you with growing fever.

“Oh, fuck,” you moan brokenly, grabbing at his forearm that kneads against your abdomen as he massages your center with fat strokes. Both of your thick and heavy breathing mix with the squelching from down below. 

“So fuckin’ wet for me,” Carmen huffs, pulling his hand up to get a quick taste before plunging them back against your opening. He gathers your seemingly endless wetness, using it to continue his slipping over your throbbing clit. “Put your hand over mine, gorgeous. Put it over mine and do it how you like, okay?”

You obey immediately, fingers pushing against his to add a gratifying pleasure that has you bucking up against the union of your hands. You grind and twist your hips harder, clit pulsing with a pleasing throb. Carmen’s fingertips are drowning against you and slip so easily along with yours. He takes every bit of your direction, letting you push him wherever you want.

He isn’t even inside you and you’re close to exploding. The heat has lowered to settle heavy around your pussy that clenches around nothing, strings of incoherency streaming from your kissed-swollen lips.

Carmen tilts your head again, staring at you close and ignoring how his arm is starting to cramp. That’s nothing compared to how you feel against his hand and how his cock twitches all alone against his sweatpants. You breathe in each other, inhaling all you can get and you focus the entirety of his attention right onto your clit. The drooling of your entrance makes it disgustingly sloppy, but he doesn’t look away from you.

Faces nearly touching, Carmen circles across your pearl at just the right angle that you start seeing starts. You huff and pant and cry into him as he clutches you, your entire body twitching against him as you come.

“There we go, just like that. Oh, fuck, yeah, gimme all of it. Nah, keep ‘em open,” Carmen instructs, arm reaching down to stop you from clenching your thighs together tight. His hold is strong against your leg as he rubs and rubs at you, who can only weep out while grasping to grip at whatever part of him you can get ahold of. “Keep ‘em open, I wanna see you come all for me.”

After a while of your unrestrained groans and his own quiet expels of pleasure to talk you through it sounding out into the room, his stroking slows. You hold onto Carmen tight as you continue to twitch in your ecstasy. The only thing keeping you grounded is the rumbly I know, baby. I know. So fuckin’ good for me. Always so good for me from your boyfriend as you inch down from the high.

“You okay?”

The question seems far but you nod anyway. He grins with a kiss to your damp forehead, hissing a bit as his clothed dick hits the couch. You catch this sound a little better, eyes opening to meet this.

It’s your turn to initiate the kiss, pulling him back down into you. Folded half over the couch, Carmen cradles your face with one hand, using the other to palm at his dick. You heighten to your knees and spin on the couch, slipping into his waistband.

All you have to do is feather a light touch across the wet head of his seeping tip, and he’s damn near collapsing into you. He grabs you with hot hands, a moan punching from his chest as he mumbles messily against your lips.

“Can I take you to bed? Can I take you to bed, please? Wanna fuck you so bad, need to fuck you, baby.”

You settle Carmen’s pleas with a hand on his chest as he awaits your answer with hooded eyes and heavy breaths.

“Here,” hurrying kisses into his jawline and giving another squeeze to his dick. “Fuck me hre instead.”

Carmen pulls back with a pause before lugging himself over the back of the couch where your work sits long forgotten. Staring into you with a barely contained ferocity, he whispers to you with a hair-raising husk.

“Bend the fuck over.”

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto smut #carmy berzatto smut #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto x you #carmen berzatto fic #carmy berzatto x reader

[casparscunttt16]

“I hate you”, “yeah well I hate you more”.

Colby Brock| Imagine| Enemies to lovers.

Summary: You and Colby have hated each other, deeply ever since a slight misunderstanding from the past. You and Tara go to a party and you and Colby end up hooking up and talk out the misunderstanding.

PART 2: 

Everyone 21+

Warnings: NSFW, Arguing, Cursing, Drinking Alcohol, Sex.

I sat at my vanity in me and Tara’s shared apartment, applying my lipliner and finishing off my makeup with setting spray. “Y/n/n are you ready?” Tara yell’s from her bedroom. “I am now!” I yell back. I walk out into the living room, then going into Tara’s room. “Hey Tar can you zip up my dress?”. I turn around and she zips it up and we’re ready to go. 

I grab my keys and me and Tara walk to my car, we get settled in and I give her aux. Within 20 minutes we arrive to the party and find our group. “Hey babe” Tara smiles, giving Jake a peck on the cheek. “Hi” He smiles back kissing her forehead, he then looks in my direction “Hey Y/n/n” He drags out pulling me into a hug “How are you tonight?”. “Good and you?” I ask back returning the politeness “Great I’m super surprised you and Tara are on time” He jokes, earning an eye roll from Tara. 

We all chat for a bit. “I’m gonna get a drink” I yell over the music, they nod and I leave. I walk into the kitchen and get a cup and fill it with fruit punch and vodka. I take a sip of my drink, I spot a tall cute blond haired boy with big green eyes walking toward me. I smile at him softly and he makes his way over to me. “You look gorgeous tonight” He smirks, looking down at me. “Thank you, do you wanna dance?” I ask with a smile plastered to my face. “Who would decline dancing with you” He laughs, as I leading him to the dance floor. 

“Oh my god, this is my song!” I yell practically dragging him. We get there and I start dancing him and he's feeling on my waist and kissing my neck. I smile and we’re dancing in unison, our bodies fusing together and really feeling the music.“If I knew she’d be here I would’ve stayed home” Colby complains to sam. Colby sat on the couch watching another man dance with Y/n touching and feeling on her body. He suddenly felt a wave of rage wash over him unsure why it made him so angry. “Dude why’re you such a dick to her?” Sam scoffs. “Me? No its her with an attitude” he snaps back. 

The guy Y/n is with suddenly slightly pulls her dress up, further feeling on her. Not knowing what came over him, Colby gets up and immediately walks over to Y/n and pulls her away from the guy. ,“Colby what the fuck!” I yell. “What the fuck is your problem? If this is another one of your attempts to fuck up my love life I swear to god I'll kill you Colb-” I’m suddenly cut off by him sharply turning around, looking down to face me.

 “Why the hell are you dancing with him? Actually no, why’re you dancing ON him” He asks making intense eye contact with me, I feel his breathe on my face. My brows furrow together “Why the fuck does that matter to you?” I yelled out of pure frustration, who the hell does he think he is? “It matters because I fucking care about you, and I can’t stand him” He hollers back. I roll my eyes “Fuck you”. “I can’t fucking stand you, you know that?”

“You know that I don't care right?” He pushes me against the wall, our lips just inches away from each others. “I hate you” He breathes out lightly “Yeah? Well I hate you more”  I say back looking into his beautiful blue eyes. He places his hand on my cheek gently, I drag my hand to the back of his neck, he pulls me into a pure kiss which soon becomes filled with the desire for each other. My fingers get tangled into his messy brown hair, meanwhile he’s feeling on my body gripping and squeezing as he pleases.  He breaks the kiss to pull me in the closet bedroom he could find. 

This time I pull him into a kiss. In a swift moment he unzips my dress and it falls to the floor. I take off his shirt, and unbutton his pants and he does the rest. His mouth detached from mine for a split second “What happened to you hating me Y/n/n?” He smirks, I rolled my eyes. “Shut the fuck up” he laughs kissing me again. He unclasps my bra and takes off my panties. He goes from my mouth to my neck, leaving hickies down my body as he kisses all the way down my stomach to my inner thighs. Taking a second to look up and admire me. 

He comes back to my lips. His hands wonder down to my vagina as he rubs my clit with his thumb earning soft moans from me, as he slides in his middle and ring finger slowly. “Is this okay?” I nod. He pumps them in and out of me at a steady pace making me moan out, the pleasure taking over. I quiver at his touch, he's unaware of the effect he has on me. He removes his fingers, sucking them before then lining himself up with my entrance. He pushes himself in me softly. I moan in his ear lightly, the sound of skin on skin and moaning from the both of us throughout the room.

He speeds up his pace. His strokes hitting my g-spot, I start getting louder, letting out pornographic moans. “Am I hurting you?” He asks looking down at me. “No, Colby don't stop” I manage to get out. A knot begins forming in my stomach. “You feel so good baby” He moans. “Fuck” I whimper out. He places his hand on my waist. “Colby I’m gonna cum” I breathe out. “Then do it” without hesitation, I cum all over his dick. He pulls out and finishes on my stomach. 

We lay there for about 10 minutes in pure silence intaking what just happened. He breaks the silence. “Hey Y/n?” He asks looking over at me, “Yes Colby?” I look back making eye contact. “What did I do for you to hate me so much? From what I remember we were super close”. “You seriously don't know? It started after your girlfriend at the time threatened me and you took her side” I scoff, turning away from him. “Y/n what are you talking about? She told me you were talking bad about me and I went to ask you about it and you ignored me” He says pulling me into his arms. 

“What? Colby I’d never speak badly about you, is that really what you think of me?” I ask a bit irritated, “No thats why I went to ask, I guess the way I reacted was because I was hurt” He truthfully admitted to me. “Mhm and why's that?” I ask staring into his eyes. “Because truth be told, I was in love with you junior and senior year. I started dating her because I was too scared to tell you” He smiles. “I felt the same way too.” I smile back with the same amount of joy. 

“Y/n let me take you on a date next Friday” He kisses my forehead. “Be ready by 7 and I’ll come pick you up” He speaks sternly. He gets up and grabs a rag to clean me off. I put my clothes back on and we go back out to the party. “Y/n I’m gonna find Sam and I’ll come right back to you okay?” He yells over the music. “Alright bye! I’ll go find Jake and Tara” we both part way.

“Oh my god Y/n” Tara runs over to me and pulls me into a hug “There you are I thought something happened to you. “No, no I’m okay, I’m sorry” I speak out then hugging her back. “I texted you like a million times” I pull out my phone to check and know and behold 270+ texts from Tara. “I’m so sorryyyy” I apologize. “Starbucks on me tomorrow” I say holding out my pinkie finger, earning a smile from my gorgeous best friend. “Wait wait why's your hair so messy? Not oh I've been partying messy but like freshly fucked, Y/n, WHO?” she smirks. “Well I sure can take a guess” Jake says pointing to Colby with his hair just as messed up as mine. Tara’s jaw dropped “No fucking way, Y/n, you didn’t” I stood there with a dorky grin. 

Colby spots the three of us and walks over to us with Sam and Kat. “You two have explaining to do” Tara says pointing at Colby and I. 

A/n: Pt2?

#colby x reader #colby #colby brock #enemies to lovers #Enemies With Benefits #miscommunication #miscommunication trope #make up sex #colby brock x reader #colby brock x you #colby brock x y/n #sam golbach #katrina stuart #tara yummy #Jake webber #good friends #jealousy #possessiveness #protective colby #jealous colby #possessive colby

[leclsrc]

This req is gonna sound weird but do yk that scene in friends where ross is hugging rachel by the legs? on his knees? could i have a charles drabble w/ that? ty!

the final frame – cl16

You and Charles move in together, among other things.

auds here... this req is from before christmas hahaha. i do not watch friends so i scoured the internet for this ‘scene’, i hope i was right and i hope i did this req justice! this is the last one for now and i’ll hopefully reopen them fr in a minute. title from this

The night’s colder than you anticipated, a cool draft sending goosebumps up your forearm as you inspect the fillet of salmon in the oven. You step forward, off where you’d been leaning on the island, to heave the window shut—the act usually requires all your strength—but Charles bounds into you from behind, pressing insistent, laughing kisses onto your neck.

“C,” you say, giggling yourself, a hand coming up to stroke at the nape of his neck. “Stop, there are people in the next room.”

He bites on your jaw a little and you laugh. “Next room, babe. Like, right in the next—just two metres—!”

Laughing still, he finally lets up and effortlessly shuts the window himself. He pecks another kiss, just on the tip of your nose, murmurs I love you and lets it settle into the herb-smelling air. “Are you tipsy?” You ask, teasing. He winks.

“No—really, though,” you press a little, lacing your hands together. “You’re fine?”

“Totally.” He smiles. “Bit nervous.”

“I was, too,” you start, squeezing his hand, “until I remembered these are literally just our friends. And they’re stupid, and they’ll probably love us even if we announced we murdered someone.”

He nods and smiles, slots your mouths together. When he pulls away, he murmurs, “I love you. You look beautiful.”

Really, you’re just in a two-year-old dress from a flea market in Provence, and your hair is dry and ratty and tied into a bun, but you appreciate the compliment. He’s being genuine, eyes gliding over you with ease as he presses yet another kiss to your cheek; you loop your arms around his neck, smiling up at him. This is so foolish, you think, to be so idiotically in love like this, but it’s Charles, and it makes so much sense.

“You’re glowing, really.” He doesn’t give, still spouting compliments like a broken fountain. 

“You suck.” You’ve never been good at accepting compliments, which seems ironic because you’re with a man who loves words, loves to tell you how much you mean to him, muffled by skin or said through a mic or in French or Italian. You tug him closer. “Should we go?”

He pauses, exhales. “Yeah. Let’s.”

Your friend group has gathered here, at Charles’ place, under the pretense that you’re trying to finish the ridiculously expensive bottle of wine Charles had purchased from France, but really, it’s for you both to announce your moving in together. Little milestones like these have always been celebrated by your group, and this is no different; tonight, Max has even volunteered to fix the clock that permanently reads 12:38 on Charles’ flat’s mantle.

You lead the way from the kitchen into the living room, where everyone is engaged in some kind of chatter or activity. Lily’s legs are draped over Alex’s lap and she’s coaching him through a Rubik’s cube. Lando is busy telling a joke to Carlos and Isa. And Max is three feet off the ground fiddling with a clock, turning deviously to ask: “Where have you two been?”

“Shagging,” you reply with nonchalance. 

“Your hair’s still perfect,” Lily says disapprovingly. “Don’t lie!”

You roll your eyes, stifling a smile as you lean into Charles’ arm that’s wrapped itself around your shoulders. In the future, you’ll tell yourself you should’ve noticed his clammy hand pressed against your arm, or turned and noticed his blank stare, his too-nervous gait. So many signs, you’ll think, and you ignored them all because you felt so damn happy. “Okay, I’m lying. The truth is…”

You turn to him, brows raising. “…you wanna go?”

“I wan—do you?”

“Sure, if you—”

“Just tell us!” Lando yells impatiently, sitting straighter, abandoning the joke in favor of this. “Tell us. Now!”

“Okay, um, we—well, a few months ago we decided we kind of. No, we definitely wanted to live together. And, to save you all the sexy details of getting leases and looking around Monaco for flats—we got one just two weeks ago. So this is—what it is, is it’s, uh, really a dinner to celebrate saying bye-bye to Charles’ flat. Okay? Right. Okay.”

You pause. The room erupts in whoops and cheers—many utterances of the word finally! float across the room. Immediately Isa and Lily are standing, demanding to see pictures of the new place, directions they can input into their cars and phones so they know exactly how to get there. Carlos, Lando, and Alex all cheer, offer alcohol as housewarming gifts. Max nearly drops the clock.

And this is it, you think, the rest of your life’s been decided. With this group, and your Charles, and the flat that will be yours by tomorrow morning.

—

Your house doesn’t feel much like home.

You know it’s an unfair statement, that it’s only really been two, three months of living together. But something has shifted, something you cannot name no matter how hard you try to. It’s just as cold tonight as it was the night you were in Charles’ old place announcing this one, but everything feels different now.

The move had started excitedly, with you sending near daily updates to the group chat with Isa and Lily, of paint swatches and ship-ins from IKEA. They sent flowers, came over to inspect the place, and so did everyone else—Max returned the now repaired clock, nailed it onto a spot on the wall the entire group agreed on. Slowly, bit by bit, the place began to feel like it was yours. 

But the nights without Charles grew long, and the days with him at work or at the gym or at a media affair—some of which he’d easily denied in favor of you before—grew more frequent. The flat, big and wide and lofty in an affluent neighborhood, felt bigger when he was gone. You were alone, a stranger in your own house, without him. 

You can’t pinpoint anything.

You can’t pinpoint the when, the how, the why, the if. To you, everything is vague, and that’s the worst part: how can you fix something you can barely understand? You haven’t shared a cup of coffee in ages, and the most you see of him is half his foot departing the front door in the morning. It could be work, it could be the preparing for the season, but in six years of being together nothing’s felt quite like this. You wonder if it’s deliberate. 

But your texts to Isa and Lily stay the same. Cream or eggshell? Cerulean or slate? And when they ask about Charles, you ignore the bite of guilt and lie instead. C and I just had brunch, he said eggshell, but the truth is, you’re the one settling on eggshell. You’d asked him ‘cream or eggshell’ three weeks ago and he said he’d think about it but he didn’t come home until four, and he hasn’t answered it.

He gets in on Saturday night earlier than usual, eyes dark with exhaustion. He’s wearing a suit, and you don’t know why. You can’t place half the places he’s been lately. His texts are choppy, standoffish. Here. Leaving soon. I’ll see you? “Hi, baby,” he croaks when he sees you nursing wine at the kitchen counter.

“C,” you say quietly. “Hi. When did you get in?”

“Just now, I was driven.” 

“Oh.” You pause. “Want a glass?” You raise the bottle.

He seems to hesitate, stopping in his tracks a bit before nodding defeatedly and pacing toward you. He presses a kiss to your forehead, then your cheekbone, then finally your lips. You relish this, because you haven’t had it in so long. This intimacy, this affection, this kiss that isn’t pressed onto you while you’re asleep and he comes home with apologies flowing from his lips.

You pull away, pour him a glass of red. “Isn’t it crazy to think we have a home now?”

His smile flickers a little, and you notice. You try not to sound nosy when you pry. “C,” you say, the lump rising in your throat. Here you are, celebrating one of the happiest chapters of your life, but Charles won’t even meet your eyes. This is it. After months of not knowing, you think, you have to know. Now. “Are you okay?”

The wine is only half-poured. He sighs shakily, shakes his head.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He sounds so, so far away.

“You’re scaring me,” you say, laughing. But you sound more nervous than amused. He sounds nervous, too.

“Baby,” he says suddenly, like a dam in his mind has broken and everything is spilling out, all the damage, all of it, and it’s washing onto you like a massive wash of water. “Baby, I—I fucked up.”

You cannot withstand the wave. Your eyebrows knit together. “Tell me,” you insist. Even more surprisingly, he crumples to his knees, hugs your thighs and leans against you. You press, anyway. “Talk to me, C. Please.”

“You can’t fix this,” he says resolutely, “you abso—you can’t.”

“I will,” you say. “I love you.”

“I slept with someone else.” This is a great, big, terrible feeling. You really can’t fix this. You’re back to being clueless. Your heart stops, and so does your breath, heavy and heaving. Words are dry when they try to leave your throat, leap off your tongue. Your hand, threaded into Charles’ hair, pauses. You feel him crying, but you feel nothing else.

“You what,” you ask. It’s so dry, everything is desert dry. A whisper, a breath, a murmur in the cold kitchen.

“I’m sorry.”

“C,” you say, and you can’t even cry yet. You’re stunned, struck with dizzy disbelief. “Was it—when, like, last season…?”

His silence answers you, and you stumble backwards, out of his grasp. You shake your head, like you’re trying to quell the tears, the lump in your throat, the nerves in your stomach that threaten to bubble over.

“Don’t say this year.” You shake your head, over and over, shaking and shaking, like it will rid you of the conversation you’re currently having. You think of the paperwork, of the nearly dropped clock, of signing the lease, of eggshell and flowers, of housewarming gifts yet to be unwrapped.

Tearily, you muster, “Don’t tell me, C. Don’t fucking do this to me, please. Don’t.”

“I barely even know her,” he says. “Once. It happened once. It meant nothing.” Your soul crushes, shot and wilted.

“No, it meant everything,” you say angrily. You’re angry now. Angry and sad, and furious and boiling with rage. You’re everything. You’re a house fire, right here in the flat. 

And you stand, feet bare on the tile, thinking about how you’ll have to live with this forever, branded like an ugly stamp. You loved and he did not. Get out, you say. Get out and don’t come back, I don’t care. Don’t fucking come back. You shove him weakly, but he gets the message, ushers himself to the coat rack. You’re not even yelling. You’re just breathing heavy, shaking your head, like you’re denying this ever happened.

You only cry when he’s left, loud, exruciating sobs. He wrestles himself outside still apologizing, saying he’ll be back tomorrow. You’re torn between hoping he will be and hoping you never see him again, crumpled to the hardwood of your brand new house, knees weak, heart weaker. You don’t get up until morning. 

#f1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc drabble #charles leclerc smut #f1 x reader

[lovelybunn]

south park post covid main 4 w/ you in a revealing bikini ! 🍹˚ ༘

warning(s): uses of prns she/her, fem!reader, lowkey a crack post, swearing, suggestive themes

author's note: i'm pretty late to the party (and this was just stuck in my drafts) so i decided to post it now, hope you enjoy!

stan marsh

his swimming trunks don't ever fit him, either they're squeezing his balls off or they're so loose that he will almost flash some poor innocent family

"alcohol-free" by twice but with the alcohol

i mean, stan's like wasted on like five margaritas before he sees you, and when he does... oh, HOOCHIE MAMA!!

ok but fr, the moment this pot belly man sees you in that cute ass swimsuit, he is ALL OVER you.

he's gon grab you from behind and give you all kinds of sloppy neck kisses

"you're so sexy baby. i love you~"

did i forget to add that's he's an ass man?

"🎶 take that, rewind it back, usher got the voice to make your booty go– SMACK!"

ㅤ

kyle broflovski

leanly built kyle broflovski me thinks...

the only one who actually reacted like a normal grown individual out of the four of them 😐

if you have any body dysmorphia, this man will make sure you love your body just as much as he does.

don't get me wrong, he did show you off, but that was more of him making a declaration of "that's all mine, and you wish she was yours."

his hands most definitely will be glued to your hips/waist (his favorite part of your body)

anytime someone would look at you in a flirtatious way/quite literally flirt with you, he would instantly give that signature "i'm tired of your shit.™" kyle broflovski look.

forehead kisses and CONSTANT compliments

trust me, he loves the way that fabric hugs all your yummy curves 😋

ㅤ

eric cartman

this cutie patootie was shocked to see you in that. (calling cartman of all ppl that makes me want to vomit)

he tried his so very hardest to cover you up, with towels, a cover-up, his own swim-shirt, but you took it all off bc ofc you did.

istg he almost cussed a mf out for cat-calling you, he was fighting the urge to keep the true eric theodore cartman deep inside

he would hold your hand the whole time like if he let go you would vanish out of thin air lmao XD

weird headcanon, but i think eric loves seeing your hair down and wet, like all that water dripping down your body really turns him on

sunbathing is his fav past-time when going to the beach/pool

LIKE IF Y'ALL ARE TANNING TOGETHER, LAY ON HIS BIG OL TUMMY, IT'S WORTH IT ISTG, ITS LIKE A PILLOW

also cartman can't swim for shit so he stays in the shallowest part of the water at ALL TIMES. (come on, you don't wanna see his old ass drown, do you?)

ㅤ

kenny mccormick

kenny man bun, kenny man bun, KENNY MAN BUN (but fr, he doesn't like getting his hair wet so he puts it up every time y'all go to the beach/pool)

you just had to pick out a bikini that would show the most amount of cleavage, didn't you?

my man's eyes must've POPPED out of their damn sockets like a cartoon character when he saw that shit

"ah that's hot, that's hot."

every chance this dude gets he's gon come up to you like "madam, your breasts look awfully heavy, shall i hold them for you?"

but enough about kenny's obsession with boobs, i honestly feel like he'd be all kinds of lovey-dovey the whole time

hugging you, kissing you, feeling you all over,I'm pretty sure you'll have to literally bitch-slap kenny cuz this man will be attached to your hip like a tumor

also, you know that hawaiian shirt he always wears (that probably hasn't been washed in 6 months)? yeah, that thing will stay on his body the whole time unless he's in the water. but it's unbuttoned ofc, he isn't trying to die of heat stroke bruv 😕

#south park #south park post covid #south park headcanons #south park x reader #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #crack post #crack fic #honestly idk wtf im doing #lmao #please ignore this

[atticrissfinch]

“SP is far, far pettier than Joel” she’s just like me fr. No but seriously, my heart hurt a bit for our mans when he was talking about getting cheated on multiple times and I could feel that it was pulling on SP’s heartstrings a bit too. He is just such a sweetheart when it comes down to it and it almost seems like he doesn’t feel like he deserves a woman like SP in a relationship sense, maybe because of how his feelings were brushed aside in past relationships (??) and I just wanna give him a hug about it. Idk how SP restrains herself from squeezing his cute little face and kissing him all over and snuggling him like her life depends on it while he cracks inappropriate yet hilarious jokes sometimes. 😭😇🥹🥰

I do think a part of him is like “what is a gorgeous young thing like her doing with an old man like me.” But he’s old enough to know that his dick is….much of the initial allure. I’m sure he would fucking love a hug and a forehead kiss from SP if and when they get to that point. He deserves someone who treats him with love and respect ❤️

#asks #mmitb #mmitb!asks

[star2fishmeg]

Can I please request head canons of Smokey with a cheerful girlfriend or wife. 😊

ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢs

Pairing: Smokey x afab!reader

Summary: Smokey with a cheeful gf/wife

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, swearing

Authors note: I LOVE WHEN THIS MAN SMILES thankoo for requesting Smokey!!!

Request: above!

Sun person x moon person fr fr

Smokey would thrive off her radiance and energy, especially when he wouldn’t be having the best day

Gives the vibes of sitting and watching her do something but he’s smiling the whole time, imagining spending the rest of his life with her, being the first person he wakes up to and the last person to see before he sleeps. The woman he wants to hold when things are tough, wipe her tears and her wipe his

Definitely visiting her often after a day of protecting the city, engulfing her in a hug and enjoying the way she soothes his soul

He probably doesn’t have a lot of free or downtime due to his role but on the occasion he does, he seems like the kind of guy to just chill and do whatever she wants bc he likes seeing her smile and eyes light up

Enjoys cuddling her when sleeping bc he’s terrified of losing her, she’s the light of his life

Strikes as the guy to enjoy walks around the city, taking in the sentiments of their home

Moreover, hand holder 100%. Cold hands? He’s holding them in his pockets, giving her his gloves. Need reassurance? He’s squeezing to let her know he’s still with her

Gives her his coat too, wraps her up snug and gives her hugs. Doesn’t really care if he’s cold, he just wants her to keep smiling

She’s the only person who can get him grinning like an idiot, her energy is just too contagious for him to handle and ends up smiling or chuckling with her, usually in private though, in public he just smiles

CHEEK AND HEAD KISSES ALL THE TIME. Does that thing where he kisses her forehead before he leaves anywhere, sometimes goes for the mouth if it’s a major fight

Peacefully listen to her day any day. Smokey’s a very attentive person and listens to all the details word for word, picking up on what made her grin the most and what made her frown the most

Protective as fuck but not jealous, doesn’t mind her hanging with the boys and looking after them after fights but god forbid anyone tried flirting

Would prefer a small wedding, just her friends, family and his family invited. He doesn’t like having it publicised

Would love her timelessly, in all lifetimes and universes. He loves all the small things about her and how she’s in love with life itself

H&L harem (if you wanna be tagged/removed in future H&L content, comment or lemme know via ‘chat to me bbygorl’ :D);

@straysugzhpe @airbendertendou @strxwberrychocolate @rouzuchan @yuken-gf @rinwhore @simpforchuchu @thatpoindexterpixy @rainisawriter @cheshirecatuniverse

[Masterlist]

[Requests CLOSED]

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#smokey x reader #high&low smokey x reader #high&low smokey #high&low #high&low x reader #high and low #highandlow #high & low #high&low the movie #rude boys #high&low rude boys #rude boys x reader #high&low the worst

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 442 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made. The sole purpose of this is to provide summaries/reviews for each chapter so if you don’t want to see the rest of it, then just keep scrolling. It’s your choice.)

Time to cry all of our hearts out. 😫

Nuuuuuuuuuu poor babies 😭

OMGGGGG THE FIRST GEN. KINGS ARE HERE!!!!! AHHHHHHHH BRO I GOT MAD GOOSEBUMPS 😩

Ugh, this is making me feel touched and all. Everyone gathered in one place because they really respected him. Bruh, Imma cry again 😭😭😭 I hope Taesoo Ma, Gongseop Ji, and the rest of the First Generation would somehow investigate his death and avenge Jichang. 🙏🏽

YEEEEESSSSS DANIEL HAS ANOTHER ALLY!!!!! YESSSSS LET'S BUILD THIS CHARLES CHOI HATECLUB!!! 🔥

OHHHHHH. MYYYYYYY. GOOOOOOOD. JAKE IS SO FREAKING CUUUUUUUUUUUTE AS A LITTLE KID!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD, I JUST WANNA HUG HIM AND CRADLE HIM IN MY ARMSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! 😩😩😩❤️❤️❤️❤️

HE REALLY IS CUTE THO WHEN HE WAS LITTLE. WHO WOULDN'T WANNA JUST GRAB HIS CHEEKS, PINCH THEM, GIVE HIM A PIGGYBACK RIDE, AND HUG HIM AND SQUEEZE HIM????? 🥺🥺💞💞💞💞

Ohhhh shiiiii, Jake gonna meet with Daniel there and THEY'RE GOING TO TEAM UP AND FIND JINYOUNG PARK AND TAKE DOWN THE FIRST AFFILIATE LIKE THE ACTUAL BOSSES THAT THEY ARE. 😎

Ohhhhh my- LINEMAN ABOUT TO GET AN UPGRADE!!!! IS THIS GOING TO BE HIS TRAINING ARC??? 👀

AYYYYYYYYYYYYY LETS GOOOOOOOOOO!!!! TIME TO TRAIN LINEMAN!!! BULK UP AND SHAPE UP BRO 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽

Oh shit... 5th Affiliate. 💀 Did I mention that I don't like this phase of Eli? I mean, sure. You're doing this all for your family in Hostel, but there's another way to settle this and provide for them, no? I mean, you got friends bro. You don't have to shoulder the burden on your own. Learn how to depend and rely on those who you hold dear too.

King, it's ok. Just undrown yourself and stop siding with Workers.. 😀

I stg, this twink of a crew leader is afraid of Daniel Park. Little did he know, Daniel and James Lee are actually a team lol. I swear, it's like Eugene blames Daniel for everything now that Daniel tried to interfere with his plans. Mf would now blame him for everything and anything that doesn't work out.

Mandeok: *suddenly walks into Eugene's office* Eugene, the coffee maker isn't working anymo-

Eugene: IT'S HIS FAULT! IT'S ALL DANIEL PARK'S FAULT!!! HE ERADICATED SOME OF MY AFFILIATES, AND NOW HE'S AFTER MY COFFEE MACHINE?! Yuseong: *starts to rock back and forth in his chair, cradling himself while afraid of his brother's psycho outburst*

Come on stink, get it together. You're going coo coo now. I don't know why I thought of Eugene in this scenario. It was funny in my head.

Oh great. NOW, THEY'RE THERE. 🙄

WHO'S GOING 100 MPH ON THE MAIN STREET BRUH??? Also, who tf are YOU mf? 🤨

Also, omg. PTJ, do you always ctrl + c and ctrl + v on your characters' hairstyles or something? Because Warren doesn't look like Zack anymore, but now he looks like-

Like ok, I get it. You're addicted to the copy + paste hairstyles, but I don't wanna have to do this, but... Imma hand over the scissors to Eli and have him end the ctrl + c, ctrl + v era. 😭 Bc, wth is this shit? But they look good tho, ngl.

OHHH NAH NAH NAH NAHHHHHHHH. SOMEONE TAKE HIM BACK, FR. GOO, COME GET YOUR BRO LMAAAAOOOOOO. But oml. EVERYONE'S GOING TO BE AT THE FIRST AFFILIATE, I STG. THEY ALL GOING TO HAVE AN EPIC BATTLE LIKE SMASH BROS. OR SOMETHING, AND THEY'LL GO AT IT, IN ON FINAL BRAWL. And fr Warren, wth have they been feeding Logan for him to get THAT BIG? STEROIDS???

If he took, "I need a big boy" to heart, then I don't want it. 💀💀💀

Nah, it must be all that coke protein powder. Goo gave him a whole bucket of protein powder and Logan would be sniffing and eating it all.

Well, obviously "No." Logan. Also, HOT DOC IS BACK!!! Ofc he is. He's the main star of the First Affiliate.

THERE HE ISSSSSSS, THE MAIN MAN OF THE HOUR!!! 😩 LOOK AT HIM BEING ALL TOUCHY WITH ELI!!! Tbh I didn't know how to feel ab that. "Put these away, motherfucker." YTFJTYFGUYKGFJYGUHKIFUDFKILLUGYKF I'M LMFAOOOOOOOOOO ELI REALLY DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE. HE'S SO DONE.

What did he mean by "I'm not sure though?" 😀 Also, the way Logan said, "How cute is this bastard... Should I give you a kiss?" and Warren replying with, "I'm taken, so no thanks." MAN, WHAT IF YOU WEREN'T TAKEN? THEN WHAT? 🤨 ALSO, THE WAY HE SAID HE'S "taken" NOW BC HE HAS SALLYAHSIDFHSDFIUSHDFIUW. AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT GOT ME SCREAMING.

AWWWWWW MAAAAAAAAN, I wOnDeR wHo CoUlD tHaT bE ??? Definitely, not Daniel Park.

OH MY GOD. ARE WE FR GETTING A LOGAN LEE VS. DANIEL PARK SHOWDOWN NEXT CHAPTER???? AYOOOOO??? HE'S GOING TO SEE DANIEL'S CURRENT FORM????????? AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M SQUEALINGGGG!!! 😆😆😆😆

"Will Logan Lee face off with Daniel Park soon? Will they ever find Jinyoung Park now? Who will be the next to arrive at the First Affiliate??? Tune in, next time ONNNN-"

Yeah man, F this.

#lookism #lookismaddict #lookism 442 #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism memes #lookism meme #kwak jibeom #kwak jihan #kwak jichang #taesoo ma #gongseop ji #seokdu wang #daniel park #park hyungseok #choi beongae #jake kim #kim gimyeong #big deal lineman #lookism eugene #eli jang #warren chae #mandeok bang #lookism yuseong #logan lee #baek hangyul

[clockmax]

jake sully nsfw alphabet right neow !!!!! tyilybye🫶🏼

Jake Sully nsfw Alphabet

A/N: ilyt baby <3 Hope you enjoy this.

Masterlist | Requesting Information

WARNINGS: MDNI. 18+ CONTENT AHEAD. Praising and degrading, oraljobs, teasing, cum and cock descriptions, rough sex, masturbation, breeding, mating press, risky sex, think thats all.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He's the sweetest with aftercare. Always pampering you in kissess, hugs, and what not. He'll take you to the springs to wash you off, relax your muscles. No matter if he was rough or slow he'll always treat you like a queen after sex.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite: I cant say for sure, but I think his hands. He loves the way you suck him in, calloused fingers prodding at your gspot. Jake just loves the way you crumble at the touch of his fingers.

Yours: He loves your body. Just all of it. Every single movement. The way you shake and quiver as he fucks into you. Jake just loes every reaction and movement just everyday, he finds himself more and more curious about your body.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

oooh! For Jake, I think it's definitely thick and warm. Probably has a bitter taste but nothing too too bitter.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He used to jerk off to the thought of you before you two mated. Is he ever gonna tell you? probably not. But he used to pop a hard one just seeing the sway of your hips, your smile with those big doe eyes.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I'll b so fr and say he's experienced. How else is he gonna be able to fuck you so far into oblivion you cant think of anything but his cock?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press. Speaks for itself.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Probably more serious. I take him as the rough kinda guy so you know he's focused in, keen on you and your body.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Groomed! He takes pride in his looks and wont just leave it hanging, its part if his looks and he's got a impression to make

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

On occasions like anniversaries or such, he's sweet and gentle with you. Otherwise on a normal basis hes pretty rough unless you ask for more soft and romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He makes you watch him jack off as a punishment. He gets off on how you plead, cry, and beg to touch him. Jake loves the way you beg for his cock, how bad you wanna feel it.

Normally, he doesn't do it often though. He prefers using your sweet body to get off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding and degrading. Sorry you cannot fight me on this.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In the forest. He likes the way you both are able to get caught at any second but the freedom you have to be loud.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

teasing. This man is a sucker to teasing. Loving the way you swing your hips, bend over in front of him, then the chance to pull you aside and fuck you senseless.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

uhh scat. self explanatory.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he loves giving as much as he does receiving.

Jake will savor in your taste from your cunt, tongue flicking over your clit while he sucks in your juices.

He loves feeling your warm throat on his cock, the way your cheeks squeeze and your tongue swirls around.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Rough and fast(or slow) normally. Like i said he can be sweet but normally rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'll do a quickie sometimes. Say you were going out hunting and some men were going to be there, he's fucking you quick so they smell him on you. But normally he won't do them that often.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Oh absolutely. He loves the rush with the chance of getting caught or trying something new with you to see the outcome.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man can go FOR HOURS. I stand strong when I say his sex drive is high.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Probably not, no reason just doesn't strike me as the dude to have toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's SO unfair, he wont stop teasing until you're basically crying and begging from the teasing.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh my man is vocal. I'm talking moaning, groaning, panting, whatever sounds escape his mouth is reserved for you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He's got a thing for degrading and praising

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

11 inch hardon, light blue with a dark bulbous tip. Got those dots and stripes on it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High, high as hell.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

not quick. He's probably still awake to take care of you and such.

#jake sully #jake sully smut #avatar smut #jake sully x reader

[dabisbratz]

Imagine.......touch starved choso..... WAAA AHDHANNDNSND IM SORRY I JUST LOVE LOVE LOVE CHOSO I WANNA GIVE HIM SO MANY HUGS AND KISSES

like the first time you hold hands or hug him he's confused and does that thing where he like freezes up and slowly reciprocates it since he's not used to it. you try not to overwhelm him but you just wanna shower your sweet boyfriend in affection, and you love seeing the blush that creeps up all over his face when you give him a peck on the lips or silently take his hand. he might even cry a little the first few times because he's not used to feeling so loved :( poor boy

but to your surprise, Choso quickly comes to love physical touch and is pretty much constantly holding onto you in some way; holding hands, having his arms holding you, etc. and that thing happens where you're like so in love and happy and it feels like your heart is swelling and you're just so gay and in love and omgogmgkgndjfnsjbd I LOVE CHOSO

when you wake up next to him in the morning you feel the need to just immediately pepper his face in kisses to wake him up. his eyes light up when he sees you and he cups your face in his hands, reciprocating the kisses. he also loves to mark you up as well, showing everyone else how much he loves you.

I'm such a gay idiot oh my god 😭😭 i just love Choso so much he's my babygirl 🫶🫶

-🧌

honestly at this rate….i think i ship you with choso. like you Get him, that’s your man fr!!!! anywaysjsgsjgd he’s definitely a neck blusher!! n then it creeps up to his ears, n lastly his face. but you can watch it in real time, just blotchy red traveling from the neck up even though he pretends not to notice it… so cute!!! he also stays in contact with you (physically) all the time. if you’re sitting hes pressing his knee into yours. standing? pressing his arm against yours. walking? either holding your hand or bumping shoulders. he also squeezes your hand to get your attention! it’s the little things! he also really likes cheek/knuckle kisses!

#toybox—🧌

[wiypt-writes]

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

A Frank Adler One Shot.

Summary: It’s Frank’s wedding night… but you’re not quite ready to let him go just yet.

Warnings: Bad Language words. Smut (NSFW, 18+) allusions to cheating…

Pairings:  Frank Adler x Reader

A/N: Just a little smutty one shot featuring everyone’s favourite Dirty Boat Daddy. Written for @onlyjamesbarnes 1.5k Follower Challenge. Prompt in bold. Congrats babe!!

Lyrics from Fall Out Boy- Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

Frank Adler Master list // Main Masterlist

❤️💔♥️💔♥️💔♥️💔♥️💔♥️💔♥️💔

I'm gonna make you bend and break,

Say a prayer, but let the good times roll

In case God doesn't show…

Frank had always been powerless to resist you. He was a moth to your flame, but like always, you play with fire and you get burnt.

But now, you were the one burning, burning hotter than the sun.

With a groan, you ground your hips down as you leaned back, rolling and rocking down onto him. That face, sharp chiselled jawline covered by a slightly nearer than usual scruff looked back at you, his perfect profile silhouetted against the moonlight which drifted through the curtains of the hotel room.

How could something that wrong feel so fucking right?

And I want these words to make things right, But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life.

"Who does he think he is?"

If that's the worst you've got, better put your fingers back to the keys

He shouldn’t have let you in, but you knew he would as soon as he fired you the message with his room number. Your signature knock had sounded across the plush suite he was spending his last night as a ‘single’ man in, and like a sacrificial lamb welcoming its slaughter, he’d opened the door.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“I wanted to see you.” You blinked up at him. He was still in his slacks and dress shirt, from the rehearsal you’d sat through, tie discarded, collar open. He cut a stark contrast to the boat greased and oil stained, salty air cured man you were used to.

He held the door open for you, stepping back and allowing you in. Without a word you walked over to the grand windows the space provided, offering a look at the shoreline outside and below. The view was breathtaking at night, the moonlight shining off the waves as they lapped at the shore, mere metres away from where tomorrow he would take his vows.

Through the reflection of the window behind you, you could see him just as his hands gripped at your waist. You turned on the ball of your foot, manicured fingers running up his chest from his strong pecs to his collarbones and over his shoulders to around his neck, your lips quickly on his. Your tongue slipped inside, tasting a hint of scotch, a half drunk glass of which sat on the small coffee table to the right. Frank moaned against your mouth while your fingers slipped through the neatly trimmed hair of his neck.

You pushed against him slightly with your body, the back of his legs hitting the chair besides the coffee table and he took a seat, breaking your kiss.

“This shouldn’t-“

“Shhh.” You shook your head. “Just give me tonight, please.”

He stared at you with lust blown eyes, different to the playful glint he normally possessed when he used to look at you, as you thought for a second about your next move, bottom lip already swollen from his kiss between your teeth.

You knew he was a goner.

"Y/N," he managed to croak out as you straddled his lap, seating yourself over his now hard cock, the rough fabric of his dark dress pants constraining him, giving you just enough teasing friction agasint your sensitive inner thighs. His large hands slid up your thighs and under your light coloured, flowy dress as you moved your lips over his again, giving him access to your ass, finger tips grazing the barely there material of your panties.

You ground down against him, your hips rolling in a circular motion as he growled into your mouth, squeezing your cheeks with his hands. You kicked off your sandals, making a thud as they hit the plush carpet. A sound that matched that of your heart. A heart that squeezed in your chest, as if someone had wound and elastic band around its middle knowing that tomorrow you’d watch him takes his vows.

And everything would change.

Frank broke away from your lips, to lick and nip at your jaw and down your neck, tongue rolling against your sternum. His face drilled between your breasts, inhaling your scent.

Your fingers found the buttons of his shirt and plucked them open skillfully, French manicured nails raking across his chest, causing him to shudder and groan. You reached for the buckle of his belt, undoing it with little trouble, lifting your hips slightly, showing a strength in your thighs as you lifted away from him, to undo his flies. You adjusted yourself, pushing up on your knees just a little to allow the room you needed to dip your hand just under his boxers waistline, gently gripping at his dick.

“No, not here.” He growled, teeth nipping at the shell of your ear. “I want you in the bed.”

The bed. Where he would spend his first night as a married man.

It was so wrong.

Yet you happily obliged.

It was a well practiced tango the pair of you had danced over the years, and now here you were, him keening underneath you with a desperation you’d come to know well.

You could feel his cock pulsing against your walls and it gave you the chills. You held the power and control as he struggled to keep his.

With a quick movement, Frank sat up, pulling you flush against his chest, the angle hitting you just at that pleasurable spot he always managed to hit within you. His head dropped, lips and teeth gently teasing your nipple, large hands splayed agains your spine as he lavished you with affection.

You started grinding down harder, looking for that clitoral stimulation you wanted and as you found it, he moaned deeply into your ear.

“I’m close, but I don’t wanna… not yet.” His words were a plea, a plea that he wasn’t ready to end, and you knew he didn’t simply mean tonight.

But it had to. There was no way around it.

One night and one more time, thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great

"He tastes like you only sweeter"

"Just...let...go," you purred against him.

"Oh fahk," he ground out as his feet planted firmly into the mattress and his hips thrust upward. It didn't take much, a few strong and hard drives and you were crying out his name, your head thrown back in ecstasy as you came around around him.

"Jesus, fahkk, I'm gonna fahking.... Oh fahk," he swore vehemently, his old Boston drawl thick as he drove hard into you for a final time, exploding his load deep into you, spraying your walls with ribbons of white cream.

The pair of you collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent. Frank kept you held to his chest as you both drew ragged, heaving breaths. After a moment, Frank pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, no words needed.

And you blinked back a solitary tear.

*****

I'm looking forward to the future, but my eyesight is going bad.

And this crystal ball, it’s always cloudy except for when you look into the past

One night stand

Frank had fallen asleep with you in his arms, not quite ready to let you go. But you were long gone by the time he woke the next morning, the only evidence you’d been in his room was a scribbled note on the pad on the night stand.

“Here’s to the first day of the rest of your life.”

He’d folded the note up and slipped it into his breast pocket, not quite sure why. Maybe it would keep you close to him in those moments he needed to feel you, who knows.

Who knows why any of this had started in the first place.

He watched Mary walk down the aisle first, her bouquet in her hand had been dropped as she had leapt into his arms for a hug, laughing as she told him how excited she was. He’d kissed her cheek and placed her down and she stood by his side, watching as his bride and her father started towards him.

It was then Frank’s eyes had found yours as you watched him, and he swallowed, his chest contracting.

He could still feel your eyes on him and he couldn’t get the image of you bouncing on top of his cock out of his head. He blinked as someone said his name, and he looked at the officiant, clearing his throat.

“Sorry, little nervous.” He apologised, flashing a cheeky grin before he took a deep breath.

A couple of I-Dos later, he was told to kiss his wife. So he did.

And all he could taste was you.

Man and wife walked hand in hand down the aisle to applause, and at the end they stopped and the new Mrs Adler peered up at Frank, a soft smile on her face.

“You happy?”

“Of course.” He smiled back.

“Good, because choosing me to spend your life with, well, I actually think it’s the second best choice you’ve ever made in your life.”

Frank blinked as he heard the click of the photographer's camera. “Oh? The second? What was the first?”

“Letting me into your room last night.” You grinned, your hand sliding up his tux, the diamond studded band catching the sun, glinting in the bright light.

Frank grinned at you, before he arched his eyebrow. “Time will tell if it really was bad luck to see my wife the night before.”

“Didn’t feel like bad luck to me,” you smirked, you hand gently tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck as he dropped his head to kiss you, the cheers and applause once more chiming in your ears.

One night and one more time, thanks for the memories

#onlyjamesbarnes1.5kchallenge #frank adler x reader #frank adler x you #frank adler fanfiction #frank adler fic #reader insert #Chris Evans #chris evans characters

[e-jaegerenthusiast]

aot boys kink hcs

here are some kink hcs i found written on a piece of paper during my super important class 🥴 fr i was sitting in class as my professor gives a lecture— instead of listening i zoned out and wrote different kinks/overall sexual things down and thought if eren, jean, and levi would be into them 🤞🏻

eren art by aidan.k_art on insta

levi cosplay _hakkencoser_ on insta

warnings/tw; like many many kinks 💀

would they let you choke them?

eren: yes. surprisingly, it’s the only dom-like thing he lets you do him. (other than ride him) he would love the thrill of his life in your hands :,) although it would take him a while to let you do it to him. he says it mid-sex, i’ve written something for it with eremika here ;)

jean: yes yes yes. he loves it so much, gets him whining and moaning

levi: i feel like he’s claustrophobic :( so he’ll let you put your hands around his neck, just don’t put in any pressure. the first time you did it was when you were riding him, you didn’t really think much of it as you put your hands around his neck, giving pressure with your fingers. suddenly his lust-filled droopy eyes turned into one of horror. pulling you off of him as he grabbed his own throat, coughing. you apologized so fucking much and hated yourself for it. he hugged you and told you it was okay, that he’s sorry but it brings him ptsd and makes him uneasy :(

choke you?

eren: surprisingly, no 😳 i feel like he would love to see his own purple fingerprints on your hips. however, he doesn’t like the bruises he leaves on your neck, he inspects them with a frown, kissing all of them and burying his head in your neck. once he chokes you, he feels animalistic. more than ever. its like he doesn’t trust himself to put your life that closely in his hands :(( so once he doesn’t do it anymore, you don’t ask him why. you know him. you know what goes on in his head.

jean: only if you ask him to, he’d be scared to apply too much pressure tho, so he’d do it lightly

levi: yesyesyes. i feel like levi would do all dom things to you mostly when he’s mad at something or at you. he’s the type to grab you by the neck and kiss you passionately. awooga

would they whine?

eren: very. very. very rare. only if somehow you’ve managed to take the upper hand.

jean: yessir. definitely. mommy kink all the way.

levi: mostly no. although he really really needs to. he wont let himself. mostly grunts. although he does when you’re sucking him off, he whimpers and tries to hide it, but you humming around his length throws him over the edge.

would they overstimulate you?

eren: all fuckinggg day. he doesn’t care if you can’t anymore. shaking? pffttt suck it up. literally

jean: only if he’s super horny. would do it if you want to.

levi: not really. he likes it when you overstimulate him 👀— doesn’t really ask you to, however you can obviously tell by the way he bucks up his hips into you or your hand even tho he just came.

their fave position?

eren: he absolutely loves spooning you, fucking into you as your warm back is pressed against his chest, your back arching and head going to his shoulder when he hits that special spot in you and kisses your neck. he can easily hit your g-spot in this postition, loves when you squirm against his chest. his hand holding you close. —he also loves the most weirdest positions omg- he likes bending you in ways that could almost break you like a pretzel - your thighs pressed against your chest, your legs at a wide angle resting on his shoulder—you must take yoga classes for this man he loves fucking you in the positions🥴 even upside down

jean: he loves loves loves when you ride him. he’s called a horse for a reason😩 also loves mirror sex. we know he can get cocky sometimes, so he loves fucking you infront of the mirror as he holds your jaw and forces your eyes on the mirror, fucking you hard. also is a sucker for passionate/slow missionary.

levi: doggy. fuck yes he loves it. or reverse cowgirl omf— loves the view sm. not that he doesn’t like to see your face in sex omg😭 it’s just- he prefers it that way cuz he kinda doesn’t want you to see him, in all his vulnerability. :,) its rare he lets you. but when he does omg- the image is burned into your memory, his face and the way it contorts into pleasure, his thin brows going up as his mouth is wide open— or he’s clenching his jaw.

would they agree to you handcuffing/tying them?

eren: no. he likes to be free LMAO i’m sorry

jean: yes. definitely. finds it so hot but still tugs on them so so much and begs you to untie him.

levi: won’t admit it but he loves it. eventually comes around. pounces on you like a wild dog when you untie him and fucks the shit out of you. grunting as he calls you a brat for tying him.

would they tie you up?

eren: 100% fucker loves to see you squirming.

jean: not really, he tries it out of curiosity but just doesn’t know what the fuck to do without your touch. likes it better the other way ‘round.

levi: yes. he would like to take revenge for you tying him up. would def torture and edge you a lot.

let you blindfold them?

eren: never. would like to see you and every single expression on your face.

jean: yes. loves it. makes him so so sensitive and he loves the thrill of not knowing where he’s gonna feel your touch.

levi: maybe. if you really beg him and annoy him for it.

blindfold you?

eren: yes yes yes do i even need to elaborate

jean: not really. same as tying you up, he would get too nervous and flustered and not know what to do.

levi: absolutely. he’d actually almost chuckle at how responsive you are to his touch. he’d literally just sit there for minutes, gliding his hands over all parts of your body, your arms, legs, thighs, stomach. loses sense of time as he plays with your body.

would they let you peg them?

eren: absolutely not. fucking scoffs and chuckles at you and mocks you when you suggest it.

jean: yes. with persuasion. he’s mostly open and experimental. would he end up liking it? maybe. he finds the feeling very weird at first, but asks you with a blush if you can do it again another time.

levi: no— thinks it’s disgusting.

anal?

eren: yes. yes. yes. would absolutely destroy you. loves the tight asf feeling.

jean: would try, doesn’t like it. makes him cum too fast 💀

levi: thinks it’s filthy.

breeding kink?

eren: yes. loves filling you up. doesn’t like baby talk tho— he hates kids 💀💀 is sorry but maybe eventually?

jean: likes to cum on your back, stomach, or tits more. however he loves the idea of having a family with you. definitely cums in you while baby talk + “you’d be such a good mommy.”

levi: he rarely cums in you, you’d have to beg him to or wrap your legs around his torso, then he can’t stop himself. doesn’t trust condoms or birth control. he’d say there’s still a chance of you getting pregnant 🥴— not that he doesn’t want a baby with you- not yet tho. he needs to warm up to the idea of becoming a dad. trauma n all yk.

jealous seggs?

eren: definitely. he’s possessive.

jean: definitely. he’s insecure :(

levi: yes but doesn’t admit it (surprise surprise) not a lot tho, he knows he has you wrapped around his finger. doesn’t really show his jealousy much. lets it eat away at him silently:/

lets you pull their hair?

eren: hell no. you do it anyway , he goes absolutely feral.

jean: yes. loves it so so much. also open to basically anything that makes you happy

levi: even tho he doesn’t like anyone touching his face or his hair, he warms up to it. likes the feeling of your hands in his hair. (also- mostly kiss his scars. he’ll actually cry. oop imma write a fic on that ✍🏻) he also loves loves loves when you shampoo his hair for him. gets him turned on. did y’all know thats an actual kink

would they spank you?

eren: definitely. more mid-fucking to see your reaction and the way you clench around him.

jean: likes to hold and squeeze your ass more as you ride him.

levi: oh fuck yeah. when you act like too much of a brat, he makes you go on all fours, or lay on your chest on his thighs, giving you spanks and making you count. talking to you after each spank, “will you be a brat again, huh?” spank, “you do it on purpose dont you? like to rile me up? hm? get me fucking mad like this?” another spank as he molds the flesh of your ass with his palm after each one, holding himself back from kissing the flesh.

face slapping?

already made drabbles for you slapping them

eren: yes yes yes. he would be a sucker for the innocent look in your eyes as tears swell up in them. he would do it repeatedly and keep bringing your jaw back to look at him after each slap.

jean: no, he doesn’t have it in his heart 🥺 would love if you did it to him.

levi: this is very difficult. i’ll leave it for you to decide between these two; 1. he doesn’t lay his hand on women. (spanking’s an exception in his book, other than that, hell no) 2. he only does it when he’s angry. like genuinely mad at you during sex, so that’s how he takes it out on you. but kisses you afterwards.

dacryphilia?

eren: hell yeah he loves when you cry for his cock, for him. this fucker does anything on purpose just to make you cry. gives a sadistic smile when tears finally come to your eyes.

jean: no, he wouldn’t wanna make you cry. although you do cry for his horse cock😩 he’d have a concerned expression on his face as he wipes you tears with his thumb, “what’s wrong ,baby?”

levi: absolutely not. literally despises crying. for himself and other. especially you. he’d wipe your tears as soon as they come when his dick is in your throat.

knife play?

eren: YES. he would purposely put a little pressure on the knife to scare you. this mfs a sadist. but he would be very careful to not hurt you. (if you ask why he would be into this but not choking you, it’s cuz with a knife, he knows he won’t actually fuckin stab you. he has control over the knife. his hands, he’s afraid not.) pain

jean: no omg— he would think you’re joking at first, his face forms the most horrid expression as he asks you if that’s an actual thing💀

levi: yes, he would never put pressure on the knife tho. he’d only glide it accross your body teasingly, the cold blade making you shiver under his touch as his eyes go dark. would like to do it to you when you’re blindfolded. doesn’t want you to see that dark look in his eyes.

blood play?

eren: yes. he likes to sometimes bite on your lower lip so hard it draws blood, he would keep kissing you, the iron-like taste not bothering him the slightest. it turns him on. also loves when you make him bleed by scratching your nails on his back, he throws his head back and fastens his thrusts 😩

jean: not really, my baby would get concerned— blood makes him uneasy 🥺

levi; absolutely not. too much ptsd and trauma from the sight of blood. doesn’t wanna see it painting your soft skin at all.

gun play?

eren: not really, he’s too violent to be handling a gun in sex.

jean: no—

levi: yes. he’d empty the gun beforehand tho, without you knowing.

candle wax 😳

eren: not really, he doesn’t like the redness it brings to your skin afterwards.

jean: likes if you do it on him, fucking loses it. he actually cries and whimpers, making you concerned but he nods his had swiftly, urging you to continue. likes the burn, reminds him of your touch, it’s not really any different from the burns your fingertips leave on him upon your touch.

levi: yes omfg- he loves it. he would also blindfold you for this one, probably tie you up too. loves to see you squirming in this situation. (omg i read this one fic on wattpad called “submit” and he was using candle wax and ice— AWOOGA)

ice play?

eren: yes yes yes, he’d run the ice down your stomach after rolling it on your nipples with his hands, he’d put it on your clit and chuckle as you squirm from the coldness of it. goes down on you to warm you up with his tongue afterwards.

jean: he likes it when you use it on him. holding the ice between your teeth as you run it over his nipples and down his chest. he’d be squirming and moaning.

levi: fuck yes. he’d put it in his mouth and kiss you with it, the ice melting between both of your tongues as he hums in your mouth. he’d also run it down your stomach and your nipples as he holds it in his mouth. the contrast of the cold ice and his warm tongue making you moan and whimper beneath him.

podophilia (foot fetish) dont read that as pedophilia uhm💀

eren: not really no, never crosses his mind.

jean: yes yes yes. omg absolutely this man having a foot fetish is canon to me😩 he’d love you giving him a foot job omf- would whine so much. also would kinda like licking your anckles and your toes as you giggle

levi: uhm. you must already know this clean freak. he thinks it’s fucking disgusting. i agree with him

ear fetish

eren: he likes it when you nibble on it or bite the shell of his ear. absolutely his weakest and sensitive spot

jean: not really idk why but no

levi: would nibble and tug on your ear as he’s fucking you, head burried in your neck as he pants and grunts.

food play?

eren: would loved to drizzle honey or whipped cream on you and lick it off your chest or stomach.

jean: would love for you too do it to him, with whipped cream or chocolate on his abs and chest, even his neck. he’d be a moaning, panting mess.

levi: does not like to involve food with sex 💀

chastity (holding back from sex to rile themselves or you up)

eren: hell no💀 he’s an impatient fuckin bastard. cannot handle going without fucking you for more than a couple days

jean: would love for you to do it to him. would beg you and plead as his cock throbs for days, though you know he likes it when you don’t give it to him instantly.

levi: yes yes yes. he would make himself go without sex for weeks. you have to beg him to stop and just let you fuck him, but he’d mutter sum about needing to “train his own stamina and self control, and your patience, brat.” but when you do break through him, trying to seduce him after weeks, it would be some of the best sex y’all have. going for rounds on rounds.

voyeurism

eren: as much as i love the “eren watching you fuck jean/reiner”— i think his possessive self will never ever let another man touch you. i mean cmon have u even read 139 🥲

jean: dont do that to him 🥺 he’s gonna be super insecure like omg- no

levi: absolutely not. do not test this man. he might not show his jealousy openly but you are his and only his.

role playing?

eren: i feel like he’s not that into it but he’d do it, he’s very picky so hmm maybe good cop and bad cop? 👀

jean: as i mentioned before, he’s very experimental and would do almost anything you ask of him, so yes. he’d be into doctor/patient ;) he likes it more when you’re the doctor but you can switch too oh my god bye now i’m thinking about jean in a white thingy doctors wear omf

levi: only captain/subordinate 😩😩😩

daddy kink

eren: not really, it makes him think about being an actual dad which turns him off 💀 sorry to crush yalls dreams 🤞🏻

jean: as i said, mommy kink. though he would like it if you addressed him as daddy while he takes control.

levi: no💀 finds it fucking weird. lowkey makes him sad n think about his dad and who he is or where he is he like being called captain sometimes tho ;)

degrading?

eren: fuck yes likes degrading you all the way. “look at you, my little slut.” “such a whore for my cock hm?”

jean: would like to be degraded 😁

levi: would keep it on the minimum— occasional “brat”s or “dumbass” jdjsjs nothing too intense. he has a way with his words :)

somnophilia sneaked this in at 200 when i forgot to add it cuz it’s my absolute fave kink

eren: he’d play with your body for minutes on minutes, loves to see you so responsive to his touch even in your sleep. he rubs slow circles on your clit, to get you wet. raises his brows when he notices you’re already soaked in your sleep. he literally fucks you awake. shoves his length in you balls deep as you scream and wake up— hitting his chest as he chuckles at you

jean: you’d both be asleep, until you wake up to the feeling of jean humping your thigh, whimpering in his slumber softly, you smirk. he’s chasing his high in his dream, mumbling your name as it’s barely recognizable. he wakes up to your mouth wrapped around him, cumming so fast as soon as he realizes he’s awake.

levi: he barely gets any sleep. but as he’s laying down next to you, head buried in his book while you’re stuck to him like a koala, he’s content. having one arm wrapped around your body and hand stopping at your waist. he’s brought out of the focus of his book by you moving against him. at first he thinks you’re waking up for some reason, then is proved wrong when you’re repeatedly grinding against his thigh, your leg wrapped around it. he chuckles, catching himself off guard. he watches as you hum in your sleep and say his name. he starts slowly meeting your grinds against his thigh, shaking it. he’s now rock hard in his shorts, teasing your hole through your panties with the hands on your back. you end up cumming in your sleep, he cums in his pants. fuck.

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and there we have it— sorry if i left anything out- these are all the kinks i could think of for now 🥴

also ik i usually write hcs for aot and jjk boys but with this one, i kinda felt like only doing aot. since the paper i found had these 3 boys written on it 🤪

#aot #snk #snk smut #aot smut #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #jean smut #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirchstein #jean x reader #eren jaeger #eren smut #eren x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi smut #levi ackerman smut

[elysianslove]

Hi Sal! Which of the hq boys do you think would like big boobs and worship them?

hi my lovely!!! ouuu big boob appreciators hm,,,

definitely osamu, even though he’s probably an ass man i see him absolutely loving it if you have big tits. avid believer in giving you constant boob massages like he’s always kneading them. also during sex, his mouth is always always latched onto them!! like kissing all over, sucking on your nipples, squeezing them with his large hands.

just like his brother, atsumu loves tits. it’s been said before, and i’ve literally written it, but he’s the type to wanna suck your tits when he’s had a bad day. just shoves his face underneath your shirt and pops a titty in his mouth. he also likes to make them jiggle and bounce it makes him giggle. like just taps the underside and watches them bounce it’s so fun to him. what a child fr.

nishinoya !!!! stuffs his face in your titties all day every day. just like comes home after a long day and pushes his face in your chest, buries it between your titties. they’re his favorite pillows. and omg forget every meeting his eyes when you have a low cut shirt. he will not stop looking at your cleavage, at all.

iwaizumi !!! it flusters him so fucking much whenever you wear low cut shirts or tight ones or whenever you hug him and he can — feel everything. but he can’t deny the effect you have on him he is but a man after all. is obsessed with marking them cause no one will really see but you, and he thinks they look so pretty bruised/with bite marks all over.

oikawa <3 idk why but he’s a boob man. i think. his brain malfunctions when he sees tits, all tits, big small, perky, saggy, non-symmetrical. he won’t ever stop appreciate your tits honestly. like when he comes back home and he gets you shirtless, his hands find their way to them and his mouth is on them and he goes, “missed my girls.” yes. he loves tits. absolutely.

omg kageyama !! i think they just. fascinate him. like wow. boobs! sucks on them like a newborn baby all the time like it just brings him so much comfort. he gets possessive when you’re out and is always pulling up your shirts when they’re low-cut but at home he wants you walking around shirtless deadass. and if you wear sheer shirts and go braless? and he can see your nipples and the bounce of your tits so obvious? he’s dead.

goshiki too !! he’s so. he loves them. so much. will bury his face in them till he suffocates and dies. if that’s how he goes out then what a way to go; he’s good with that. gets so shy when he asks if he can touch them tho!!! and when you say yes he’s so shocked but also so grateful. he like can’t get enough of how they feel. ever.

hanamaki ahhh !!! squeezes them like they’re toys. yk the squeaky toys? yeah. he just like. finds it so amusing. he really can’t ever get enough of the way they sit so heavy in his palms or how soft they are or the taste of your skin on his tongue. he’s an avid boob lover. boob worshiper. the tit man <3

and all of the mentioned above love nothing more than having you ride him and watching as your tits bounce, or when your hands come up to knead and squeeze at them. it’s the most beautiful sight ever.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu headcanons #hq smut #sal’s thirst tag <3

[kenganparadise]

Hi, I just wanna say I love your Kengan Ashura/Omega head cannons. Like you are fr carrying the fandom and I’m grateful asf for it 😩 I was wondering if you could do a head cannons of Misasa, Wakatsuki, Ohma, and Cosmo having a thicc S/O? I can’t help but wonder how these guys would behave around their boo if they’re double cheeked up with plush thighs and doesn’t even notice the effects they have on their partners when they bend over or wear shorts/leggings 😂

Thank you so much!!!

⚠️SLIGHT NSFW⚠️

Misasa, Wakatsuki, Ohma, and Cosmo with a T H I C C S/O-

Misasa-

• Misasa kinda feels guilty when he can’t tear his eyes away from his S/O’s body. When they bend over he tells himself to look away but he can’t help but stare.

• he comes up and slyly wraps his arms around their waist. He’d push his hips into his S/O’s body.

• sometimes when he’s feeling cocky he’d give their butt a nice smack.

• if his S/O is wearing shorts or leggings he’d practically melt. He CANNOT take his eyes off them no matter how hard he tries. he kinda gets mad at himself for being a perv.

• uses their body as a pillow all the time.

• it’s lowkey frustrating that his S/O doesn’t even notice the control they have over him. And with their body alone.

Wakatsuki-

• he’s very respectful. And he seriously hates objectifying his S/O. However They seriously have no idea what their body does to him.

• he’s a legs guy.

• if they bend over he always looks. He feels guilty. But GOD they are dummy thicc.

• he loves the way their hugs feel. He likes their soft body pressing into his hard one. He always asks for hugs and cuddles.

• sometimes if he’s feeling playful he’ll pat them on the butt.

• likes laying his head in their lap. Their thighs are so comfy, and his S/O smells so nice, and if they start running their fingers through his hair that’s it- He’s asleep.

• his S/O being so oblivious is a blessing and a curse. On one hand he is thankful that his S/O doesn’t know exactly HOW attracted to them he is, that would be a powerful weapon indeed. But he also wants them to know that they drive him wild.

Ohma-

• his S/O’s body is so supple and soft, he sees them as a pillow. He loves to take naps in their arms. He also like it when his head is in their lap.

• he is an ass man through and through. When he and his S/O are out together and he knows they’re both alone he’ll give their butt a squeeze.

• uses the booty as a pillow.

• his S/O being so thicc awakens a spanking kink in him.

• as for booty shorts and tight clothing he’s all for it. It gives him one hell of a good view.

• he’s thankful that his S/O is oblivious. They’d have a lot more control over him if they did. But maybe he wants them to know for that very reason.

Cosmo-

• he’s more of boob guy. But he’s not complaining with a thicc S/O.

• physical affection is his love language. He loves hugging his S/O. He loves squishing their body. He tries not to grope them too often but when they look really good he can help it.

• he loves it when they wear tight cloths. Especially when their out and about. He has his arm around their waist the whole time.

• like it when they borrow his cloths.

• he wants his S/O to be comfortable in their skin. He showers them with love and complements. So his S/O is probably not that oblivious anymore.

• smacks his S/O’s ass all the time. He can’t help it. (He’s got a slight spanking kink)

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RATING JJK MEN ON WHETHER I WOULD OR WOULD NOT MARRY THEM AND WHY (there are only those i remember of rn so maybe consider this as a part one)

-SATORU GOJO

2/10

no.

The only two reasons I'd marry this man would be cuz of his 5 trillions credit cards and him being so fine🕺

He's cute too and a dumbass and im usually attracted to dumb men but um this one is straight up a man whore, it's canon🚶‍♀️

plus, i think he'd be more into geto than me, which is understandable.

but i absolutely love the switch/bottom vibes im getting from him. we'd b besties, that's for sure💅

-SUGURU GETO

14/10

yes, definitely. i love this man so much i wanna give him a hug<3

i miss him a lot too :(

i feel like he'd just be so perfect as a husband. very caring and a good listener, he's been thru a lot of shit so im sure he'd be empathetic of others <3

i would brush and braid his hair, make him breakfast, cuddle w him, let him r4il me- <3

BUT i should be a jujustu sorcerer😃🤞

or else, he'd call me a monkey and kill me but idrk if im that against him doing that. if he could kill me by choking, my death would be worth it. absolutely. without hesitation.

-KENTO NANAMI

9/10

yes ofc, HAVE YOU SEEN HIM-

muah, chef's kiss✨

I'd cook him all the sandwiches of the world for the price of MY LIFE if i had to<3

He's sweet, respectful, honest, has rock hard abs, could choke the life outta me with them hands-

buttt i feel like we wouldn't match for some odd reason. like yea, I'd marry him, but i dont think he'd want ME 😃😃😃

i can't be quiet and stay in my place, I'd just bring him more work to do. i would annoy him too, just like gojo does😭✋

also, i already let him be one of my friends' husband cuz she absolutely loves him too so yea, i would like to marry him, but i wont🕺

-TOJI FUSHIGURO

1/10

no. we finna end up giving megumi another sibling-

i simp for this man to the point where it's really unhealthy, but i would not marry him for all the money gojo has hidden in his 35th couch. fr.

he's nice and i like his personality too but no. he's gonna leave me w a kid ik it💀

pls, all i want is to be his worm🕺

or his friend with benefits

the benefits being me being able to enjoy a good time w him (I'll squeeze the life outta dem titties👁️👁️) and him getting money from me for it.

yea, that's about all<3

-CHOSO

1500000+/10

YES OMFG I LOVE HIM SJSJEISHSU😩😩😩😩😩😩

we'd both take care of Itadori and i love that <3

He's absolutely adorable, my heart can take so much-🛐

i would style his hair in a different way everyday, I'd give him lots of smooches and i feel like he'd bake me cookies<3

OMG CHOSO IN AN APRON🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

pls he's just so nice and fine, he's the perfect husby😩

he'd be able to both respect and disrespect in b3d-

I just know he's ripped. I can feel it. 👁️👁️

Probably would tie me up with that blood technique of his (but im not into blood play, just into the bondage his curse technique could bring)

His big brother nature would make him caring too <3

I'd listen to him talking about his brothers and I'd talk about mine :D wholesome moment OvO

That's all the men my brain can think of rn💀✋

Hope you enjoyed my procrastinating <3

I should be doing hwk since 1 hour now... 😃✋

But hey, gotta do what i gotta do 🕺

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