#also fuck I love how u draw expressions SO MUCH

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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#let me express to u perhaps The frustration of my life #i like to learn. it is perhaps my favorite thing. new information. more more more constantly #but. my fucking brain is the fucking worst. because im not fucking stupid if i can focus and process the words being said i can understand #many things. i like to learn about math and physics and chemistry and biology and anatomy... ect concepts #but the focus and the processing of words is where we have problems. because i cannot focus for more than like 5min #i blink and suddenly ive been spaced out for a sec and need to reorient. i cant prioritize what to do 1st and im constantly bouncing betwee #tasks so nothing ever gets done and im too intimidated to start learning things. and when im trying to learn we habe the processing words #problem. like my reading comprehension is so fucking bad. like i will read a book on paper and maybe retain 25% of the info if im not #hardcore trying. for a class where i had to do a ton of paper reading. i had to read everything out loud to myself. highlight important #info. write myself a summary based on the highlights and then read the paper again before i could even begin to feel comfortable in #discussions. it was so fucking frustrating and miserable. ppl will give me physical books and im like thanks i cant fucking read sorry #too fucking dyslexic. read and listen they say. u have to read and listen at the same time bc i cant pay attention and i cant read #so if i do both then maybe the info gets in. thats y i have to read aloud but i hate it and still get distracted #i mean. i probably just have an attention problem. its also really annoying that my short term working memory is so awful #bc in order to make things make sense i have to draw or write them out. i cant judt go off the top of my head or i get stuck saying thr sam #thing over and over and over. its like my ability to think is extremely shallow. but thrn i read papers and recognize concepts from classes #i took years ago and im like. fucking y cant i know what i know? my head feels so empty but info is in there somewhere #its just so fucking frustrating that i love understanding systems so much. complex annoying little systems that fit together like a puzzle #and my fucking brain refuses to accept the information im trying to get in there. so i return to a remark left on my dyslexia assignment: #intelligent when not constrained by language or time. thanks. unfortunately language is how ppl communicate #also i freak out under time pressure lol. anyway ive just been reading papers for fun this weekend and remembering y i dont: bc its agony #but also i fucking love the concepts so much and i need a good understanding of photosynthesis before August when i join a photosynthesis #lab lmao. ugh. i love learning but my brain was not buildmt #built for it. if only if only someone could podcast about the obscure things im interested in while reading directly from the source #unrelated #also its like 105 degrees plus. its too fucking hot out #thats like 40 degrees C. the sun is like a death ray

[martiniluvr]

dick needs more love like hello??

facesitting with dick and he's super onto it. he's drooling. and reader's thighs are trembling and she tries to move off b/c of the overstim but he holds her down firmly and just devours her.

I also feel like he cold cum just from eating her out like that.

the squeezing of her thighs, her shuddering breath and pleas and the dirty sounds from his tongue 🫠

anon….wow. I…I need to lie down. this is sooooo canon in my dick grayson is a munch agenda like yeah. that man lives and dies by the kitty. u literally get it. wow.

18+ minors dni

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dick grayson can barely believe he’s talked you into this, but he’s not about to complain. you’re kneeling over his face with your hands planted on the headboard, biceps trembling as you try to keep yourself upright. his strong arms are clamped around your thighs, pinning you to him as his mouth works your sensitive cunt ravenously, drawing out a shaky whine from you. you try to wriggle away, which earns a scornful laugh from between your legs. god, why did he wait so long to ask you to do this?

he pulls you in even closer, sucking your tender clit with a gravelly moan. the vibrations send a shiver over your skin, and you instinctively buck your hips again, gasping loudly. dick looks up at you, his blue irises razor-thin around his blown-out pupils; you look fucking incredible like this. he doesn’t know whether to focus on the way you taste, or how good your tits look from this angle, or the pornographic sounds you’re making; all he knows is his cock is twitching at the mere sight of you, and he’s not sure he can keep this up for long.

he feels your slick dripping down his chin and jaw as he continues licking you hungrily, your pleas for him to slow down only encouraging him further. one of his hands comes around to grope your ass, coaxing you to grind yourself against him, and you let out another cry as his tongue spreads you open. your thighs begin to shake as his movements grow more urgent, and you try to pull away from his grip. not a fucking chance, baby.

his hands lock you into place, and his pace increases yet again as he groans into your pussy, his eyes fluttering shut as he feels his release creeping up on him. you dig your nails into the headboard, whining his name in a meek plea for mercy, but to no avail; the sound of his mouth against your wetness, the needy moans coming from beneath you, his large palms on your ass—it proves all too much, and your orgasm tears through you as your arms give out. your hands brace the mattress beneath you as you shudder, your fluids leaking out onto dick’s lips as your thighs squeeze his head lightly.

the feeling of your muscles tightening around him as your wetness coats his face is all it takes for the coil in his abdomen to snap; his cock twitches as his release spurts out onto his stomach, and he whines against your pussy, his head spinning. his grip on your thighs goes slack, and you shuffle back slightly so you can look down at his glistening face. a satisfied expression is plastered on his features, and his eyes are half-lidded as he licks the remnants of your climax off his bottom lip. you try to move off him, but his arms tighten around you again, a hungry smirk on his face. what makes you think he’s finished?

#dick grayson is a munch 2: electric boogaloo #martiniluvr’s asks #dick grayson #dick grayson smut #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #nightwing #nightwing smut #nightwing x reader #nightwing x you #dc comics #batman #batfam

[orcelito]

Accidentally watched, um. A lot more of the episode. I now have 3 hours left. I just couldn't stop during the battle!!!! And then there was all the stuff afterwards and then suddenly it was my definite bedtime when I MEANT to go to bed like 3 hours ago. Whoops

#speculation nation #cr2 spoilers/ #seeing the collar idea finally pay off was just. so fucking good. #plus giving it to beau was a GREAT idea. she executed it perfectly. #astrid having a Breakdown over all of this. caduceus getting PISSED. OFF. at trent. #just. oh my godddddd #last thing i saw b4 i turned it off for the night is jester drawing little rose print gardening gloves for essek to wear. #like look i know hes a war criminal and whatever but that obviously doesnt matter in comparison to the idea of him GARDENING #it's soooo fucking cute. #i rly wonder what his thoughts were during all of this. he just mentioned to caleb during the fight that he was scared. #that fuckin broke my heart too. the normally aloof essek showing fear bc his spells were doin jack Shit to trent #and then seeing caleb briefly huddled up with his old schoolmates. expressing Love for them #but it's a love of the past. and then they left. #knowing about the Wizards In Love aka shadowgast. im like. what was he thinking during that moment???? #oooughhhhh i can feel myself itching to read fic about him. i want MOOOORE #he's probably the most pronounced npc by this point already but PLEASE i love him so much #sometimes a tsundere wizard that has warmed up until hes almost Sweet (if still a lil awkward) can be such a personal thing #thats my own dear wizard nico and now essek and also caleb if u think about it. tho he warmed up a long time ago #GOD when i think about how far hes come i get so emotional. he used to be a terrified dirty man #but now. hes clean. hes Happy. almost at least. happy with his friends if nothing else. #with big dreams of change that he hopes to enact at his friends' sides #and then hes gonna get secret little wizard meetings in his tower ooooOooOo👀 #i wish essek would be a part of the 2 shot bc i wanna see them flirting more SO badly #but. the end scene will suffice. #i need to go to bed lmfao i just have so many thoughts. i cant believe im about to finish campaign 2. #ive been working on this for a solid YEAR ish. & that was after i'd watched 25 or so episodes back when they first came out in like 2018 #me for years refusing to watch more bc of molly. and yes it still does hurt. but it's so worth watching anyways. god. #cradles the mighty nein in my hands. i love them so much #BED TIME now. goodnight

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Could you do Daddy kink König x fem reader pls 🙏👉👈

König w/ a Daddy Kink

Warnings: 18+, Daddy Kink, Dominant König, Breeding Kink, Forced Breeding Kink, Consensual Non-Con/Dub-Con Kink (König would never force himself on you; he loves you very much and everything you do together is explicitly consensual), Somnophilia, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Submissive Reader, Fem Reader, Spanking, Discipline, Punishment, Petnames, Pussy Slapping, Plugging, Sadism, König’s dick is H U G E, Profanity, Fluff, etc.

DADDY KONIG AAAAAAAHHHHHH

Okay, Dom König absolutely has a daddy kink.

And you realised it by accident when you screamed “Daddy!” as he made you cum.

Body riddled with the ebbing of your orgasm, heaving chest flush against König’s, you lolled against him, perfectly oblivious to what you’d unearthed in König.

“What was that, Engel?” König said, panting, twitching, head tilting as he looked down at you.

You could barely talk, nevermind move.

When you didn’t answer, still panting heavily, König took your face in his hand, gripping your jaw, making you wince.

“Don’t test my patience, Engel.” His voice was low and rasping with lust. “I’m sure you don’t want me to pound you again. Not while you’re so…” He pressed his fingers against the bruised, sensitive skin of your lips.

You yelped, back arching, pushing you further into König’s chest.

“I…I called you…” Your gaze fell from his sharp eyes, drifting off to the side, shame obscuring your confidence and rendering you incapable of facing him.

“Go on,” König encouraged. “Say it.”

“Daddy…”

König shivered, his skin breaking out into goosebumps. He sucked in a hiss between his teeth, and, slowly, ground his half-hard cock against your aching flower. You whined. König growled.

“Mmmh, Darling,” his breath shuttered, “such a good girl.”

König rubbed against your clit, making you moan - cry - against him.

“M’gonna fuck you so hard ‘til–”

He groaned, his tip catching your lips. God, so tempting - so inviting.

“‘Til you make me a daddy.”

Expect many thorough breeding sessions after this.

Literally just König filling you until you look and feel like you’re about to burst, only for him to plug you and make you keep his seed inside you.

“Pull it out and I’ll keep going until you actually pop.”

Definitely into somnophilia.

Will wake up at an odd hour of the morning with a raging hard-on and will just feed his length into your pussy, feeling you squeeze him while you sleep.

“Gonna fill you up, Baby,” he’d whisper in your ear, giving a low moan when you shift in your sleep and invite him deeper.

If you wake up during this and tell König to: “Nnng, stop - please, don’t–”

You’re just gonna make him cum harder, draw him to his end quicker.

That being said, he has a slight (massive) dub-con kink.

Also, consensual forced breeding kink.

“N-no! Please, Daddy, I don’t wanna get pregnant–”

“Shut your fucking mouth,” König hissed, his cock bulging in your stomach, his hands pinning your wrists above your head.

“I’ll breed you as much as I like; m’gonna make sure you never leave this house again–” he moaned as he felt himself succumbing to his release, his member twitching. “So beautiful – you’re gonna look so pretty, swollen with my offspring.”

Well, given you actually want to bring a child into the world, of course.

If not, you and König can simply pretend, still indulging König’s daddy kink at every given opportunity.

König refuses to let you refer to him by anything other than ‘Daddy’ when he’s in the mood - failure to do so results in some serious pussy slapping.

Doesn’t matter how sensitive you are; he’s going to make sure you remember to call him Daddy next time.

The same goes for if you start being bratty.

König’s kink is not an invitation for you to start acting fussy.

“Oh, it’s too big?” he said, his eyes wide – mirroring and mocking your expression – inching his cock inside you, stretching you over him.

You whined, scowling, eyes doe and glistening.

“Daddy, it hurts!” you squealed. “Take it out, please–”

“Shh, Princess. Don’t make me angry.” König said, his eyes darkening. “Or I’ll make it hurt more.”

Definitely into discipline and spanking.

Will sometimes do it even if you haven’t warranted it.

Slaps your backside and thighs with his belt, breath quivering when he hears the sound of leather against skin, sees the red marks across your body.

And when a wide-eyed, confused expression crosses your face, he just smiles cruelly down at you.

“Shouldn’t be walking around with that tight little ass if you didn’t want me to hit it.”

In more ways than one *wink*.

Outside of the bedroom, calling König ‘Daddy’ is a proven way to get him to do anything for you.

Just bat your eyelashes at him and say in your softest voice: “Daddyyy, the cookie jar’s too far away; will you get it for me?”

And he’s DONE.

“Of course, Princess. Anything for you.”

He’s just so whipped for you.

Looks at you like you’re the Universe and all its celestial creations.

Tends to your every need, without question or hesitation.

Literally will not rest until all your needs are met and surpassed.

Sit in his lap, PLEASE.

He’ll literally just die in his seat if you do. Regardless of how dominant König’s feeling, he’s still vulnerable to your gentle advances.

And just vulnerable to you, to be honest.

But love will do that to a person, and König, a man whose profession made him think he was forced never to feel love himself, has never wanted to protect something - or someone - more.

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[l0v3tast3]

i’m fucking loving the pervy older boyfriends!!! how about pervy older johnny??

aa tysm anon !!! ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ i loved writing this hehe i've been wanting to write for johnny for awhile now too so thank u for the request!! <<33

✎ tags: mdni! nsft, f!reader, age gap (r is 20's, johnny is mid/late 30's), semi-public s3x, car s3x, dirty talk, abuse of pet names, innocence/corruption kink, breeding kink (r is on birth control), overstimulation, praise kink/degradation, loss of virginity, oral (f receiving)

✎ word count: 1.7k words (not proofread)

masterlist | requests are open!

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!johnny who has an outrageously high sex drive whenever he's around you, or even just thinking about you. you're just the epitome of perfection to him, so sweet and pretty and smart, and you're all his. that fact alone always astounds him; unlike some others, johnny is aware he's a pervert. to be fair, it's only when it comes to you.

✧ ˖ ° he's just so happy to have you as his girlfriend, he can't help that he expresses his affection for you sexually! you've come to expect that as soon as you get into the passenger seat of his car, johnny's hand will holding the back of your neck to press your lips tighter against his. only when you're out of breath and your eyes are hazy will he draw away, cupping your face to peck a kiss to your nose before he's grabbing the steering wheel with one hand and your thigh with the other. he almost always ends up pushing his fingers into you and teasing you about distracting him when you end up moaning and grabbing at his wrist.

✧ ˖ ° unless he's taking you back to his house, johnny has a bad habit of pulling you into the backseat before you go on with your date. going to the movies or out to a restaurant? he parks in the back of the lot and fucks you slow to "not rock the car", but he just loves when you claw at his back and arms and beg for him to go faster (you've been banned from a concerningly long list of places because he just can't say "no" to you). one of his favorite places to take you out to are drive-in theaters, where he can sit you between his legs and finger you, stopping whenever you start making enough noise to attract the attention of the people around you.

✧ ˖ ° when johnny takes you back to his home, he does try to just spend some nice, non-sexual quality time with you, but he always says you're a fucking minx. if he doesn't make the first move within thirty minutes of settling into the couch, you will. in your defense, it's johnny's fault, and he'll also admit it. he takes pride in how much he's corrupted you, how addicted he's made you to him. he loves how reliant you are on him, especially for your pleasure; johnny will make damn sure that you won't be able to get off without his help after he gets his hands on you.

✧ ˖ ° "what's wrong, bonnie? it's only been a couple'a days, y'really miss me that much?" when you sheepishly mumble that you aren't able to finish yourself off anymore, a cheshire grin spreads over his face. "aww, poor little lass, y'need my help to cum? y'know i'll always help ya with that, c'mere."

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!johnny who wants to get you pregnant so badly. he knows you're on birth control and he'll wear a condom or pull out if you say the word, but his favorite thought to get off to while he's away from you is stuffing you full of his cum and seeing your belly swell. johnny's always wanted a family; maybe two boys and a girl, a couple dogs, and a sweet little wife to come home to and wrap his arms around. who better to do that with that you, his sweet little girlfriend?

✧ ˖ ° this results in him practically jumping you the second you tell him you're on birth control. he has you whining and white-knuckling the sheets, the side of your face pressed against the mattress and your hips being held up by one of his hands in no time. the other is planted beside your head so he can lean down close to you. "y'want my baby, lass? how much?" despite the whole thing being his idea, johnny will still make you beg for his cum. "c'mon bonnie, i know y'can use your words. you'll look so pretty with our child, don't ya think?"

✧ ˖ ° when you finally choke out your best attempt of pleading for him to breed you, johnny has the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. and despite the rough strokes pushing your body further up the body with each time he bottoms out in you, he'll get sweet. he lays his front over your back and holds your hand with one of his, the other snaking down to your clit. "doin' so well, just a bit more, lass, one more for me. sh, shh, y'can bonnie, promise it'll feel good. we wanna make sure, right? it'll help y'get pregnant, jus' one more, bonnie," he coos into your ear, shushing you when you start whining from the overstimulation. at that point, when he's finally wearing down, you'll already have multiple loads of his cum dripping out of your abused pussy around his cock, so you're pretty damn sure, but how can you say no when he's making you feel so good still?

✧ ˖ ° it isn't entirely about starting a family with you, though. part of it comes from how territorial and protective he is of you. not in the way that he'll kidnap you to keep you from the dangers of the world, but in the way of wanting everyone to know that you're his. in public (around anyone, really) johnny is always touching you. a hand on your thigh, around your waist or shoulders, holding your hand. his favorite place is the back of your neck; the shiver he feels run down your spine when he brushes his thumb under your ear always makes him smile. but there's still that little bit of him that says it isn't enough.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!johnny who likes to make fun of you (in a loving way, of course). he doesn't go as far as humiliating you, but the way you try to look away and pout is just the cutest sight that johnny's ever seen. it'll be for any little thing, too. when your hips twitch as he grazes his hands over them. when you start forgetting to try and keep your moans and whimpers quiet. when your eyes start getting hazy while he sucks bruises into your neck that he'll wrap his hand over later. everything is fair game with johnny.

✧ ˖ ° and it doesn't take long for him to figure out how much you like it too. he sees the way your thighs rub together when he pins you against the kitchen counter or the hood of his car. he can feel the damp spot on your underwear spread even more when he brushes over your clit through the cloth. and the way you tighten up around his cock while he tells you what a good little whore you are for him when you let him use your sweet cunt. it's all because of how much fun he has teasing you near-constantly. johnny's ego definitely gets boosted to the high heavens when he catches onto how much you like his voice.

✧ ˖ ° he will definitely use your love of his voice to his advantage. it's just so easy, so tempting when you whine because he's holding your jaw so you can't look away while he fills your head with filthy words. "hah, i love y'like this, bonnie. so pretty with my cock fillin' ya up, doesn't it feel good? tch, i know it does, you're soaked for me lass. i got ya trained so well! sweet little girl, you'll really let me use ya however i want, won't you?"

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!johnny who puts little to no effort into concealing just how much he loves ruining your innocence. when you first start dating, he'll wait as long as you want to until you're ready to lose your virginity; he takes it as an opportunity to come up with more ideas of what to do with you. once he does finally get his hands on you though, it's game over. your clothes are off of you before you even know it and he's kissing and licking and biting every inch of skin he can touch. johnny wastes no time in hunting for your most sensitive spots. he's making a roadmap of the best places to pull gasps and tiny mewls from your lips as quickly as he can, starving for any sound, any reaction he can get out of you.

✧ ˖ ° after you're covered in imprints of his teeth he makes sure you're begging for him to do something to make you cum. johnny will slip off your underwear, following it down your legs with more kisses and nips, and when he's finally get his mouth on your drenched cunt, he won't come back up until you're nearly sobbing, trying anything to get him to let up. your hands will be pinned against your stomach with one of his to hold you down simultaneously, the other working one, then two, then three fingers in and out of your tight hole. when they get tired he'll swap his tongue on your clit with them, his thumb resuming the shapes and letters he draws over the bud.

✧ ˖ ° as he lines up the head of his cock with your pussy he'll finally be soft again, kissing you deeply and wrapping your legs around his waist and his arms around you. then his tip pops past your entrance and, once again, game over. johnny knows he's pushing into you a little faster than he should, but you're already arching your back, clawing at his back, and you're so tight that he thinks he might lose his mind trying to hold back. the way your eyes are rolling back as he bottoms out makes his last bit of self-control crumble.

✧ ˖ ° johnny delights in pulling you down deeper into the depths of depravity with him. how after he finally relents and decides to show you mercy during your first time together you giggly airily, saying you didn't think it could be that good. how each time he tries something new with you he watches you get more and more desperate for him, his cock, his touch, anything he'll give you. johnny just wants nothing more than his pretty little darling to rely solely on him for her pleasure!

#— ask! #— lilly writes! ♡ #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #call of duty #john mactavish #soap #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #female reader #reader insert

[christronomy]

Hi!! Its the anon who sent in the chan car ride hard thought with the insta reel, if u remember me. But i have came to give u a new hard thought. First off, HAVE YOU SEEN THE VID OF CHAN DOING THAT LIL FINGER MOVE IN HALL OF FAME?!? i feel dizzy. 😵‍💫 anyways, onto my hard thought, picture this, y/n is scrolling on twt and that tweet that says imagine chan fingering you till you cry (or sum like that i hope you know what tweet im talking abt) and it has the chan vid attached to it, THEN BANGCHAN COMES INTO THE ROOM AND CATCHES Y/N AND FINGERS HEER OMGGGG (also i jus noticed that i used twt and tweet instead of X, sorry lol)

of course i remember you! hi, love! and YES, of course i saw that tweet, and i feel totally not normal about it! i would link them but i can't remember which accounts they're from sigh. also i hate calling it "x" bc cause wtf is that. LMAO

but onto this gem of a thought. honestly, he'd tease you so much if he caught you gushing over those tweets, he'd be so sweet about it though. if you don't mind i wanna add some more to this under the cut cause it just came to mind hehe (it's so long and i didn't proof read. help).

he caught you trying to finger yourself in his dorm room after spending almost hours scrolling through your timeline. you weren't really expecting to see anything interesting, but the only thing that popped up was the clips of him and that finger movement that caught your attention and immediately drove you insane. you couldn't help but keep watching the same clip over and over again in awe. it was just so attractive, especially when he made that certain expression and looked right straight at the camera, almost as if he were looking right at you.

so here you were now, desperately bucking your hips up against your hand, sticking your fingers as far inside your cunt as you could, palming your clit to gain some extra friction. you whined exasperatedly as you failed miserably yet again, not being able to get that stimulation you so desperately wanted.

chan got home a few minutes ago, so he's already been watching you, chuckling to himself softly cause you just look so cute like that—legs spread, face flushed a bright red, fucking your fingers in and out of your sopping hole. you keep going for a few more minutes, until you finally toss your head back to groan in frustration because it's just not enough.

his cock is already twitching, straining in his pants at the sight of you, so he can't help but open the door, and he finds it cute how you immediately close your legs and draw your hand back, the surprise of having been caught in the act showing on your face. he laughs softly and sits next to you on the bed. "what's wrong, love? you upset?" he asks, his tone teasing, yet sweet, and you can tell it's because he knows exactly what you were doing.

you nod and sigh, trying your best to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why you were naked on your boyfriend's bed, alone, when you knew he'd always expected you to wait for him whenever you needed to get off. "i was scrolling through twitter, and i saw these tweets about you... i got curious so i spent a while looking at them, and then..." you trail off with a gasp as he suddenly grabs your phone from where you'd put it next to you on the bed. you try to snatch it back, but he's a lot quicker than you. he scrolls a little bit, his expression serious, and then a smug smile plays at the corner of his lips as he looks at you again.

"aw baby, is this why you were so hot and bothered?" he asks, as he shows you one of the clips he was looking at, the same one from earlier, and your face turns an even darker shade of red as you nod. "that why you were using your cute little fingers, even though you know they're not good enough? you've got me right here. you could've asked me instead of just watching videos of me. i'll do whatever you want as long as i can make you feel good."

you feel like you're melting at the way condescension practically drips off his tongue, and you let him spread your legs for you again, this time using his own fingers to tease your swollen bud. he's such a dream come true. "'m sorry i couldn't wait for you," you start, but he shushes you softly. "that's okay, baby. i'm here now. i can help you," he says, and you want to thank him, but your words are cut short by the almost embarrassingly loud squeal that escapes your throat when he suddenly sticks his pointer and middle fingers in without warning, curling them just right, just like in that clip, finally giving you that pleasure you'd been chasing for hours now.

he watches you intently, from the way your back arches, to the way you clench around his fingers, but his expression stays blank. it doesn't take you that long to cum, and when you do, he doesn't stop. you look at him with furrowed brows, whining from the overstimulation, and he simply chuckles at your expression, not saying anything as he keeps torturing your walls with his fingers mercilessly. he's pushing you close to the edge all over again surprisingly quickly, and once you reach your second orgasm, you're already asking him to slow down, stop for a minute, so you can catch your breath. still, he doesn't. by the time you reach your fourth orgasm, you're already a sobbing stuttering mess as he makes you even more dumb on his fingers, begging him to stop, but that only makes him go much faster, his palm smacking your clit as he does so.

"this how needy you are for me? wanting to get yourself off without me cause of some video? you poor thing, thinking your fingers alone would satisfy you. you know you can't do it without me. guess i just have to remind you, hmm?"

#solieverse: planet anon #heavy deep breaths #when will it be my turn #skz smut #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #chan smut #stray kids hard thoughts #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #bang chan hard thoughts #bang chan hard hours #stray kids hard hours #bangchan smut #solieverse: planet reverie

[gunnerfc]

Georgia Stanway NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

Georgia is so caring after sex and will get you anything you need when you’re done

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Georgia’s favorite body part is her arms, she likes to show off when she knows you’re watching because she knows you’re affected by her flexing

Her favorite body part of yours is your thighs, she leaves marks all over them (as well as other parts of your body)

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

Georgia loves making out with you after making you cum with her mouth

D: Dirty Secret 

Has a locked folder on her phone filled with sexual pictures she’s either taken of you or that you’ve sent her

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

She is experienced and the two of you have discovered so much about yourselves since getting together

F: Favorite Position 

She likes being able to watch your expressions change as she fucks you so mostly you on your back with your legs wrapped around her while she fucks you

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

Georgia cracks jokes all the time during sex but it doesn’t kill the mood (thankfully)

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

She’s very intimate, she wants the both of you to enjoy yourselves and feel safe

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

Georgia likes watching you get yourself off, either in person or over the phone

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Praise kink, either praising you or having you praise her

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Anywhere in your shared apartment works for her!

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

You praising her, especially her football skills

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She doesn’t want either of you to get hurt so she has her limits on things she’s willing to do

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Georgia likes both equally but you can tell she likes being on the receiving end more

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

It’s fast but sensual unless she’s teasing you and drawing your orgasms out

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

Loves them, you two always have a quick fuck right before leaving for training because she says she’ll “do better at training” if she makes you cum/you make her cum

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

A little, as long as you also agree to try something

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

You both last for a good number of rounds with many orgasms

T: Toys 

Her favorite strap to use is one she let you pick out

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

You tease each other equally but sometimes Georgia teases you more

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Georgia isn’t quiet but she also isn’t really loud

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

She put her ‘theory’ of performing better at training or a game if she’s had the chance to make you cum to the test and she’s convinced she’s right

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s a bit on the higher side

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

She can fall asleep pretty quickly after sex but there are a few times she’s up after you

#woso x reader #engwnt x reader #lionesses x reader #georgia stanway x reader #georgia stanway

[heartbreakgrill]

stiles stilinksi: breakable heaven; pt. 4, “you say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times, we’re not trying.”

a/n: thank you for all of the love! this takes place at the beginning of season 3, but there's some weird things i chose to do. they're in lacrosse season and cross country at the same time to stay relevant to both mine and the show's plot. also, the season only takes place over like three months, so it's gonna seem fast, though that's how it canonically goes. much love, friends!

trigger warning: this is the motel California episode, so a brief mention of unaliving.

tagging: @ariianelle (dm me if you’d like to be tagged! i lose a lot of comments in my notifs <3)

“can we please play some real music?”

y/n glanced up from her phone, open on the texts between her and danny, to see megan reaching through the front seats, towards the radio. y/n snickered slightly as the drake song switched to a pop station.

leo huffed from the driver’s seat, “baby, we’ve talked about this! driver picks the music!”

“baby,” megan mocked with a silly expression, “i don’t care. i’m not listening to just drake songs for another 5 hours.”

y/n hummed in agreement, “girls rule, boys drool.”

jack scoffed from the passenger seat, “you’re never gonna win that fight, leo.”

megan looked towards her with proud defiance, and offered up her palm for a high five. y/n gave her one, before looking back down to her phone. danny had sent another message.

danny: idk this lower classman looks like he’s about to get hella sick and stiles keep bugging him

y/n: so do you think the bus is gonna stop??? i have to pee soooo badly

danny: lemme ask coach

danny: oh stiles is already asking coach hang on

danny: coach says no

danny: it’s ok if u guys aren’t directly behind us

y/n: no it’s not just that i just don’t wanna be a bother to anybody by having to stop the car. plus leo’s already gonna be in trouble for missing the bus lol

danny: ugh whatever

danny: o fuck lower class man just fucking project uke vomited

danny: see u in a sec lover 😝❤️

–

the big yellow bus donned with the beacon hills school name across the side of it pulled bumpily into a motel parking lot. the inhabitants cringed from both the poor driving and the lingering smell of puke. unlike the rest of them, stiles sat proudly, with an all-too pleased smile on his expression.

y/n bounced in her seat slightly as leo pulled the car into a parking spot. she peered around in an attempt to find a bathroom area. she would’ve used the bathroom back at the rest stop, but leo thought it would be smart to get ahead of the bus.

now, it looked like they’d all be trapped in some motel that looked straight out of that psycho movie.

megan tapped her shoulder and pointed towards the front office. “let’s go ask the lady in there.”

leo had missed the bus for the cross country meet this morning, and since y/n, jack, and megan were already planning on coming out to support him, they carpooled together. they didn’t always make it out to meets, especially not ones hours from home, but they each had free weekends, and thought it would be fun to tag along.

y/n and megan went off to the bathroom, while leo and jack joined the hoard of students. danny, having just collected the key to his room, spotted two of his friends. they waved him over, and danny happily jogged their way.

stiles glanced over at danny as he went. he recognized jack and leo and peered around for megan, maybe even y/n. she hadnt responded to his text, the one he sent on tuesday, the day after their encounter in the jeep. he apologized for rushing out of there so quickly. but she hadn’t even read it.

scott said something, drawing stiles attention away. they went off to find their room, lydia and allison, isaac and boyd, closely behind them. just as they found the external stairs, y/n and megan came trotting out of the front office.

danny saw his best friend over jack’s shoulder and lit up. “oh, my love!”

y/n grinned and jumped up on the toes of her shoes. “hello, handsome!” she hugged him.

“listen,” leo cut into their moment, pointing over to coach finstock. “i’m gonna go see if coach will get us a room, since i’m supposed to be on that bus anyways.”

megan latched onto his hand, “i’ll come with!”

danny, y/n, and jack waved after them. y/n sighed, and glanced around the crowd of students, who were breaking off into groups. danny followed her gaze and snorted with a smirk.

“what?” she glanced up at him.

“he just went to find his room,” danny pointed towards the stairs behind them. “wanna go say hi?”

y/n waved him off, quickly, antsy on her feet, “no, no. that’s not what we agreed on, remember? i am staying away.”

danny nodded his head, slow, as if he didn’t really believe her. “we’ll see how long that lasts.”

y/n scoffed and punched his shoulder. “i mean it, you ass. mindless sex is the last thing i need right now.”

jack looked up from his phone, “who’s having mindless sex?”

y/n waved him off, “literally nobody.”

“i think you should,” jack shrugged, looking back down at his phone.

she crossed her arms and popped a hip, “excuse me?”

jack glanced back up, “i’m just saying. you spent how long moping over sam. best way to get over someone is to get under somebody else.”

at the mention of sam, y/n usually felt her chest constrict slightly. it happened this time, too, like the trigger of his name blew out all her defenses. but, she recovered quickly.

that had been happening a lot more lately- recovery. he didn’t have as much a hold on her anymore.

danny snickered at jack’s words, “oh, you have no idea-“

y/n shoved danny harshly. “would you two shut the fuck up? my sex life is not public business.”

“of lack, thereof,” jack mumbled to himself.

y/n went to clap back, when megan and leo showed back up with a singular room key. leo held it up between his fingers, and wiggled it, “could only get one, but- room 216.”

“thank god,” jack took the key from leo, “i could use a shower.”

he led the way to the stairs, and megan and leo followed closely behind. y/n started after them, but faltered her steps once she realized. megan would want to sleep with leo, leaving the only other open bed in jack’s name. he’d say it’s not big deal, that they could sleep in the same bed no problem. but, even though they’d been in the same friend group for a few years now, she didn’t trust him all that much.

she turned back to danny, “please, please, please let me stay in your room with you-?”

danny looked down at her, shoulders dropping as he noticed her eyes turn up in a sappy, puppy-dog manner. he rolled his eyes, “of course you can, you don’t have to make that pathetic face. i’m rooming with ethan, but he doesn’t care. let’s go.”

danny called over the new kid and explained the rooming situation to him. he was completely okay with it, and introduced himself to y/n formally. she’d seen him around and heard about him, but this was the first she’d spoken to him. he was friendly enough.

y/n followed danny and ethan up the stairs. they ran into megan, jack, and leo and passed on the rooming news to them. then, just as they began moving along, the door beside them popped open. scott and stiles piled out.

y/n, frivolous and non-confrontational, did a two-step around ethan, slotting herself beside danny and the railing. stiles didn’t pay enough attention to anything, but he smelled her shampoo linger through the air. stiles looked over just quick enough to watch her disappear into the room beside his and scott’s.

this was going to be a long night.

–

luckily, danny had an extra pair of boxers for y/n to wear as makeshift pajama bottoms. the two boys, sweaty and tired from the bus ride in, took turns showering, while y/n scrolled mindlessly through the television. afterwards, ethan and danny made themselves comfy on the other bed. they were in a similar situation as y/n and stiles- sleeping together, with the agreement that feelings wouldn’t get involved. tale as old as time.

“man, i wish we had snacks. i’m starving,” danny pointed out as he pulled the covers over his legs. ethan sat a few feet from his left shoulder, as if they were trying to keep distance between them.

but, y/n wasn’t stupid- she recognized the tension between them. she knew it all too well. she knew danny wanted to hold ethan’s hand, knew ethan’s darting eyes lingered on danny’s lips- more than once. while ethan started their movie, she came up with the idea to give them a few moments alone. she’d read enough romance books to know the trope- one of them would break eventually.

“i saw a vending machine,” y/n recalled, sitting up in the bed, “i’ll go grab some stuff.”

she collected her purse from the floor and the room key from danny’s bedside table, before her friend could protest. she passed danny a knowing look as she slipped out the door. she wriggled her eyebrows in delight. danny rolled his eyes, though he was blushing, and the tiniest smile cracked his lips.

y/n’s tennis shoes creaked against the floor of the balcony. the motel was obviously old, with rusted corners. it had the faint smells of dust bunnies and moth balls whipping through the air. the sun had set since the start of their movie, and it made the already creepy setting a little more chilling. it was comforting that she saw a few of her classmates, moving between rooms, hanging out on the balcony. but, even though there were plenty of people, the motel had a way of making her feel felt deserted, distant from the rest of the world.

she turned the corner and finally saw the vending machine, tucked into the corner with the ice. she spent a few minutes picking out a few different things, and even managed to stretch out the time by popping open a bag of m&m’s. she checked her phone and saw that ten minutes had finally passed. y/n felt she could return now. if they hadn’t confessed their love for each other, hopefully they’d at least kissed or something.

y/n slid the key into the door handle, hitting it loudly against the metal in order to make danny and ethan aware of her return. she slowly, surely, opened the door. much to her surprise- and delight- she was met with the sight of way too much bare ass skin.

y/n slammed the door closed, eyes squeezed shut, a little scarred from whoever’s ass she had just seen. shuffling could be heard from the other side of the door, and she assumed danny and ethan were sorting themselves out. but, she felt bad, cockblocking them, so she called out, “hey, don’t even worry about it. i’m gonna go ask lydia if she has makeup wipes. you two…have loads of fun!”

y/n huffed out a breath. her hand fell off the door knob, and she looked around. lydia was just two doors down. she remembered seeing the redhead with allison, when they went inside their room earlier. but, she couldn’t remember if it was the door right next to theirs, or the one after it.

she wasn’t really sure.

all she did know was that stiles and scott were behind one of those two doors. and with her luck…

y/n opted for just sitting on one of the chairs in front of danny’s room. she pulled up a book on her phone. danny would text her, or even come and find her, once he was done doing whatever it is he was doing.

it was taking all her willpower to ignore stiles. the fact that she even missed him as much as she did was a red flag on the entire situation. she tried to convince herself that she didn’t miss him, but his lips, his words, his ability to draw out of her a feeling she’d never really known.

but thinking like that made it worse.

y/n occupied her mind with a few pages in her book. but, as she turned another chapter, she heard a a couple pairs of feet scuttle up the stairs. two voices she recognized were speaking in hushed whispers, anxiety setting their tones. y/n looked up from her phone, flushing a little when she saw stiles’ face in the dim light of the motel balcony. they were coming her way.

she tucked her chin into her chest, eyes glued to her phone, hoping they wouldn’t be paying enough attention to notice her. her chest was tight. she felt tingly.

that luck of hers…

“y/n? hey, hey, what’re you doing here?” stiles pushed past scott, squatting to his knees before her. his hand came to rest on her knee, his touch soft and warm.

y/n didn’t realize how cold she was, in just her tank top that she wore and the boxer’s she borrowed from danny. she shivered, brows drawing together in concern. “what?”

stiles sounded worried, a little scared, like there was something really wrong. his eyes fluttered around her, over his shoulder towards scott. the latter boy’s hair was wet, and y/n glanced out to the parking lot to see if it was raining. the wind whipped towards them, and the smell of gasoline prickled her nose. she looked back at scott, tilting her head. was he covered in gasoline?

stiles squeezed her knee, “what room are you in? you need to get inside, here, cmon.” he grabbed onto her hand, entwined his fingers with hers like it was habitual. pulled her to her feet.

“what’re you talking about?” y/n furrowed her brows, squeezing onto his hand.

scott spoke this time, “it’s, uh- we saw an animal or something weird in the parking lot. like, a mountain lion or-“ he exchanged a confused look with stiles, like neither were sure of his testimony, “or something.”

y/n shivered, again, fear from all of the animal attacks that plagued beacon hills settling on her skin in the form of goosebumps. stiles noticed and he quickly shrugged his coat off. he slid it around her easily, “what room are you in?”

“d-danny’s,” she stepped closer to him, grabbed his hand again. she pointed to the room in front of them. “we need to tell coach. what if it-“

“danny and ethan’s?” stiles clarified as he cut her off. she nodded, words falling from her lips.

scott and stiles shared a look, and the latter boy shook his head. “why don’t you come hang out with us for a bit? we can watch a movie or something?” scott offered.

y/n shrugged, “i guess. i’ll text danny and let him know. hey, we should really-“

“it’s okay,” stiles led her into their room, and scott followed.

she slipped out of her shoes and sat, warily, on the edge of one of their beds. stiles peeked out through the blinds, on guard from whatever was out there. y/n felt there was more to the situation than either of them was going to let on. being in such close corners with scott now- the gasoline was so thick in the air. but, the mountain lion story alone was enough to freak her out.

and, she didn’t know if she needed or even wanted to know anything more. weird things always seemed to happen in this town. she didn’t need a reason to have a panic attack.

scott got a text. he quickly pulled out his phone. the abrupt end of the silence lingering in the room made y/n jump slightly.

stiles reared his head towards his friend, “what? what is it?”

scott’s eyes glanced over to y/n, who was staring blankly at the floor. her knee bounced up and down, and she hugged her arms around herself. “um,” scott was coming up with an excuse, “i’m just gonna go check on allison and lydia.”

he opened the door to leave, and y/n shot up from the bed. “be careful! you really should go tell coach, too.”

scott nodded, “yeah, sure.” he slipped out of the room.

stiles turned to y/n, fidgeting with his hands. he stepped towards her, concern laced in his tired eyes, “hey, you okay?”

y/n always noticed how tired he always was. but, tonight, it seemed he was more so.

she stepped a little closer to him, examining his gaze intently, “i’m fine. just a little- a little freaked out. the animal attacks in this town are no joke.”

“yeah, tell me about it,” stiles mumbled. he was shaken up from the events taking place this evening- his friends possessed by some deadly energy, scott’s near suicide. but, he forced on a strong front. y/n needed his comfort and security, no matter how many texts from him she hadn’t answered.

y/n watched his stare fall to the floor, and he faded out a little. she touched his forearm, grounding him back to earth. he met her eye. she frowned, “are you okay?”

“yeah, yeah,” he waved her off, “just…tired, ya know. long day.”

“why don’t you lay down?” y/n offered. she tightened her grip on his arm, moving it up to his elbow.

his breath hitched. he missed her touch like water. , now it was flooding him.

he nodded and stepped towards the bed. “will you- lay with me?” he thought over his own words, and quickly tried to make it seem less romantic, “in, like, a not weird way? i don’t know- nevermind.”

“yeah, stiles,” y/n brushed his words off, “i can lay with you. in a not weird way. friends can…friends can cuddle.”

he ignored the way that word stabbed his chest, and led them to the bed. stiles slid off his shoes, pushed back the covers, and fell into the bed. he lay on his back and held open his arm for her. she slotted herself into his side.

it was warm. comfortable.

both of them fell asleep within minutes.

–

a week passed, and neither of them mentioned that night.

they didn’t talk about it when they had sex in the stiles’ jeep, after the meet. they didn’t talk about it the next day at her house, when they had sex, again. or, any of the three other times they had sex.

they didn’t talk about the fact that neither of them had slept that well in months. they didn’t talk about the fact that y/n clutched onto stiles’ like he’d leave with one wrong breath.

and they especially didn’t talk about the fact that stiles kissed y/n’s forehead before he drifted off.

and told her, “thank you.”

–

y/n didn’t want to tell danny. so, she didn’t.

but, he knew her better than anybody, so he caught onto the fact that she had, at the very least, been sleeping with stiles ago.

according to danny, she had a, “glow about her.”

y/n shoved his shoulder, hitting her palm off of his uniform pads. she hissed at the pain and held her wrist limply in her other hand.

“that’s what you get for being a whore,” danny joked, poking her side.

she winced at the touch. “ouch! you’re a dick.”

“you’re gonna turn into one!” danny turned back to his locker, rummaging around for the rest of his gear.

y/n crossed her arms over her chest. she was wearing danny’s jersey again for the game. “and what about it?”

“nothing! there’s literally nothing wrong with it,” danny shrugged. he pulled his glove from the top of his locker and turned around, pointing it at her. “i just know you.”

y/n knew what that meant. she knew why danny was concerned. she knew herself, too. she knew how these things ended.

but she was choosing not to care.

“whatever,” she pushed the glove away from her face, “just- good luck on your game, asshole.”

she gave danny a tight hug before heading towards the exit. there were a few other players still in there, getting dressed, chatting about the plays for the game.

she spotted stiles at his locker. he met her eye and grinned. a blush adorned her cheeks. she waved.

y/n was about to open the door when stiles came bounding up behind her. he held it open for her, leaning over to do so, and his face ended up right beside hers.

“hey,” he sounded breathless.

y/n smiled, “how are you?”

they hadn’t seen each other since wednesday. y/n had a few projects for school, and work, so her schedule was jam packed. stiles missed her like crazy, but of course, he couldn’t really say that.

“good,” he nodded.

they moved out into the hallway as they spoke. the door fell shut behind them.

“listen,” stiles went to say, as y/n said, “sorry.”

“go ahead,” they spoke over each other.

“sorry,” y/n laughed. she brushed hair back from her face.

stiles’ drew his eyes over her skin, which was painted with white and red dots around her eyes. “your makeup looks pretty,” he found himself saying.

y/n touched her cheek, insecurely, “oh, thank you.”

stiles, caught up in the moment, gently pulled her hand from her face. he dropped it to her side and then moved his touch to her chin. he drew her eyes to his, arching her face upwards. y/n’s breath caught in her throat.

“what do i get if i win?” stiles found himself saying, a devilish grin on his face.

y/n was astounded by how good stiles had gotten at all this- the foreplay, the teasing, the things he’d say to her. he was an insecure, neurotic, freak most of the time. but, beneath the sheets, he’d learned control, confidence, power. it inspired security within her, positive self consciousness in her body, her movement.

and, though this made her face beat red, she smiled slightly. y/n wrapped her arms around his shoulders, entangling her fingers in his hair, and she pressed her lips into his. stiles nearly melted at her touch, curving his body into hers. y/n felt his dick harden against her thigh. she held back a grin.

and she pulled away.

“you’ve gotta win first,” she shrugged, pretending she was innocent to everything.

she began walking away, proud. stiles groaned in response and watched her hips, intently.

“you are such a tease!” she shrugged again, not even glancing back. not until he called out, “hey!”

she looked back at him, “what?”

“you look cute in that jersey, by the way.”

he winked at her before disappearing inside the locker room.

y/n faltered slightly. the moment sunk into her skin.

oh, no.

#derek x stiles #stiles stilinksi fanfiction #stiles stilinksi imagine #stiles stilinksi x reader #stiles stilinski #stiles x lydia #stiles x reader #teen wolf #teen wolf stiles #teen wolf x reader

[moremaybank]

Hey love i have a request for JJ Maybank or Klaus. him chearing his girl up (with sex) after her football team lost their game. My country lost the first game on the world cup today and I would just need any of them with me rn. thank u<3

SCORED — j.m

pairing jj maybank x fem!reader

summary jj cheers you up after your favourite football team loses their first game in the world cup.

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, breeding kink, praise kink, language

author's note ik argentina won the world cup (period), but this was requested before they did so yeah. not proofread because i've been drinking 💀

jj masterlist

you sighed, plopping down onto your bed face first. you were enthusiastic mere hours ago, hoping and praying that your team would go far during the world cup. however, much to your dismay, things hadn't exactly gone to plan. all your excitement had vanished, leaving you in a puddle of misery and disappointment.

jj had heard you screaming at the tv from downstairs, so when he looked over at you ad your mopey expression from his side of the bed, he wasn't surprised. "baby, i know you're upset that argentina lost, but it was just one game. they can still take the whole thing," he said as he rubbed your back, striving to ease your heartache.

"i know, but that doesn't mean i don't get to feel their loss with them. it hurts," you replied, voice muffled thanks to the comforter you've smushed your face against.

"would one of my famous back massages make you feel better?"

you lifted your face up from the bed, and your eyes landed on jj's hopeful smile. damn him and his goddamn dimple.

"yeah."

his grin widened, and he straddled your back to work on your tense muscles.

shoving the hem of your shirt up to your shoulder blades, his hands instantly got to work, kneading and massaging your back. if witchcraft existed, it would be in the form of jj's magical hands. they knew your body as well as his own; what made you tick, what relieved your tension, and what actions could leave you at his mercy. he took pride in how he knew you inside out.

as he continued to work through the knots in your back, soft little moans would tumble past your lips, and it was becoming difficult to concentrate. every noise you made echoed in his mind and brought up memories of past moments of passion shared between you two. jj tried to push his thoughts to the back of his mind, but to no avail. all he could think about was having you in whatever position he wanted while he performed unspeakable acts on you.

so caught up in his own head, jj failed to notice that his cock was getting harder and harder as the seconds passed. it was hard — no pun intended — not to detect. it was unavoidable; he needed you. needed to hear you calling out his name as his cock slammed into you over and over, legs trembling as you clung onto him like your life depended on it.

jj dropped his head, starting to leave wet kisses up the outline of your spine. once he was close enough, he kissed the shell of your ear.

"i don't think i'm the only one who needs help feeling better, j. i can feel how hard you are for me," you whispered, your fingers threading through his hair behind you. "maybe we can help each other?"

"fuck yeah," he breathed in response, moving closer to your face so he could kiss you. your lips touched, electricity coursing between your mouths as you expressed your need for each other with your lips. jj bit down on your bottom lip, tugging at it and drawing another one of those heaven-sent moans from you.

you pulled away, nudging him off you so you could turn over. "why are you still wearing these?" you questioned, fingers toying with his clothes. "take 'em off, handsome."

"you first," he smirked teasingly before obliging and stripping his shirt and shorts off. you also removed your clothes and laid back on the bed as you waited for jj to climb over you.

once he did, his lips found yours again, as one of his hands trailed down your body. he rubbed circles over your panty-clad clit, eliciting a whine from you.

"i love how fucking responsive you are. all it takes is the smallest touch to make you a mess for me," he taunts, rubbing harshly as your hips met his movements. the material separating you from his touch was becoming a nuisance, and you moved his hand to discard them from your body. jj beat you to it, taking the hem between his teeth and dragging the panties down your legs slowly.

the slick seeping from your pussy glistened thanks to the sunlight flowing into the room from the window, and jj visibly salivated as he licked his lips. "my favourite fucking meal," he rasped, before delving in.

his lips instantly wrapped around your clit, knowing that clitoral stimulation was what pushed you over the edge. he didn't feel like teasing you today; he just wanted you to forget about your sorrows and make you feel the best you ever had at his hands. you mewled when his tongue slathered around your sensitive bundle of nerves, pushing it back and forth. he then dragged his tongue down to your entrance, craving the taste of you. "so sweet. always so fucking sweet."

pulling back, he looked up at you. "you wanna taste yourself, pretty girl?"

you nodded furiously in response, loving the way he was speaking to you. his words were just as magical as his hands; they could push you to the brink alone if they wanted to.

jj pushed his index and middle finger into you, thrusting and curling upward as he leaned up to kiss you. your tongues collided as you kissed, and you could taste a bit of yourself in his mouth. the filthy action drove you crazy, and your walls clamped down around his digits.

"shit, j. so close already, gonna come," you whined, head thrown back as jj's lips found your neck. his teeth scraped at your collarbone, and his hand picked up the pace, pushing you over the edge as you reached your first orgasm. you came loudly, trembling as your high coursed through your body.

once you came down, your finger hooked itself in his shark tooth necklace, and you pulled his lips to yours. your free hand slid down his torso, feeling every ridge and dip of his abs before you reached his clothed cock. you snuck your hand in, fingers circling around his length as you stroked him gently. he groaned into your mouth, hips subconsciously moving closer to your touch.

"you're gonna take every inch of me, yeah? your pretty little pussy gonna swallow me whole and keep me inside?"

"yes, baby. need you buried all the way inside me," you begged, giving him the pout he always fails to hold out against.

he grinned, moving your hand from his briefs so he could strip them off. he threw them on the floor carelessly before looking back to you. "do me a favour?"

"anything, j," you whispered, the words true to your heart.

"roll over and put this pillow under your hips for me," he responded, handing you one of your pillows. you nodded, doing as he said. he then climbed back on top of you, straddling the back of your thighs with the tip of his cock brushing against your wet core. he sucked in a breath at the light contact, cock twitching with want. he pushed inside slowly, one hand guiding himself inside and the other resting on your hip. you both simultaneously let out a satisfied moan, feeling the relief quell the ache that burned inside you both.

jj leaned his upper body against your back, his forearms resting on the mattress on either side of you, caging you in. he began to thrust his hips slowly, his cock pushing into you deep with each movement. the position he ordered you into, accompanied by the pillow placed under your hips, had you seeing stars with every plunge of his length. he rocked into you so deeply that it knocked every unrelated thought out of your brain. all you could focus on was how he was making you feel.

"love how good for me you are, pretty girl. my good girl always behaves for me. you love pleasing me, don't you?"

"yes, baby. i'd do anything to make you happy," you replied, clutching onto the sheets beneath you. "love being your little toy and getting to please you."

"love you so fucking much, princess. love how you let me fuck you whenever i want. you're so fucking good for me; make me so fucking proud, baby. you and your tight little pussy," he rasped, hips beginning to rock into you a bit faster.

your walls clenched around him as his filthy words stroked your ego and his equally filthy movements stroked your g-spot just right. you were putty in his hands, biting down on the pillow in front of your face as you whimpered. you never wanted jj to be anywhere else. you wanted him inside you, every minute of every day for the rest of your life.

"c'mon, baby. come for me. i'm right here, i'm not going anywhere," jj encouraged as he left open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder blades, sucking soft red hues into your skin.

"wanna come with you, j. need to feel you twitch inside me and fill me up," you whined, your hand wrapping around one of his biceps as you let him fuck into you faster.

"i'm close, baby. go ahead, make daddy proud and come with me," he said, chasing both of your highs with each thrust of his hips.

"fuck, right there, j. shit."

you squealed as jj let out a loud groan, the two of you reaching your highs together. his hips stuttered while he kept thrusting inside of you, spurring you on as you came. your cunt squeezed him with a vice grip as if it wanted to cage him in.

"goddamn," jj rasped, collapsing onto your back as you both panted, coming down from your climaxes, "that was perfect. you're perfect." he mustered up his energy, rolling off of you. his fingers swiped some hair out of your face as he smirked at you.

your brows furrowed. "what?" you questioned, knowing he was up to something.

"i know your team lost, pretty girl, but you still scored," he replied with a wink, and all you could do was let out a laugh.

"you're an idiot."

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[mrghostrat]

Okay I cant -- I need to say it out loud.

I am 100% sure, at this point, you are my favourite artist so far. And I have to honestly thank you for a lot of stuff so let me get to the point before my anxiety takes me back --

I came across you less than a month ago. I don't remember if I saw your art before reading your fictions (Mon Horrible Cherì was my first) or the other way around, but both inspired me so much I can't describe it properly. Art itself is my absolute weak spot. In my past years I always struggled working on that, I was never happy with my results, and mostly had drawn to pay bills than for my own happyness. In the end I hated it at the point that every line I drew was a cut on my hand instead of a moment of joy. And that was horrendous.

But then I came across your art, at some point - and I was amazed. Your style is something I wished to achieve years ago, or very similar to that at least, so I was totally into looking for more, and more, and more. I can't produce art of that quality, but for the first time I wasn't envious of another artist's ability and talent, I was just... Amazed. I felt very happy, can't say why, but your style totally fascinated me. It still do. Anytime you post something new it gives me a shot of serotonine, it makes me feel happy and inspires me to get back on my Huion and draw something too. I started to push it through everyday, and in less than a month I grew a lot. You don't know that, but you pushed me into art with a passion I didn't had since I was 16, and I turned 30 couple months ago. Now it gives me joy everytime I draw. It doesn't matter if the art I produce is no good, or if I change my style everytime (I'm trying a lot of styles right now), the only thing that matter is the way I feel when I sit here and just let my inspiration go. And I feel happy. Happy to draw. Happy to experiment. Happy to share. Somehow I don't feel ashamed of my art anymore, and I was for a long time. I improved so much in these weeks. I watched carefully almost all of your timelapses (I am in love with all of them btw) and followed your tutorials more than once. Your examples, the way you work, is just inspirational for me. I've seen someone was thankful to you for the way you use references and says people out there to do it too: I want to thank you for that too. References was a taboo until last month for me, and I was SO wrong! Those helps so much!

So, well. I am not sure I wrote this all correctly, english is not my native language (I'm italian) and I may have done some mistakes, well, I do not care. I just hope I was able to express you my gratitude for all you did for me - I had to let you know how much this means to me everyday.

Oh also: I love every part of your art, but I could stare at your linearts for days and never get bored by that. And the way you color! Don't make me start on that. I could speak for hours. Not sure you'll want that, believe me.

So, thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for making me believe in myself again. Thank you for giving me back my passion. Thank you for reminding me everyday I can draw for myself, for my own happyness. And thank you for making me happy.

You are a great artist.

Thank you! <3

i put off replying to this because i wanted to draw you something, but i just haven't had the energy after work and dont want u to think im ignoring you 😭

but i dont have WORDS. i'm so fucking proud of you. i'm so happy for you. browsing your blog and seeing the sheer amount of art and AUs you're making is so inspiring. your happiness is contagious and i hope you only continue to grow, and continue to foster all that joy for art.

thank you <3

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[heejayy]

Shuri U. || Mommy’s girl

Warning • couples quarrel, swearing, bratty ass kid, mentions kid getting injured, parent life

Genre • idk? A little bit of fluff at the end

Pairing • Mom! Shuri x Mom! Black Reader

Wc • 2.2k

"Nina, please stop drawing on the walls!" You yelled after your six-year-old daughter as she dashed through the house with a marker. Her giggles echoed off the walls as she turned the corner, but before she could run any further, she clashed with something, making an oof sound as she hit the floor.

"Woah omncinci (little one)" Shuri chuckled as she picked her up and placed Nina on her hip.

"Look mama." Nina shoved her marker-stained hands into Shuri's face, "I made art!" Shuri laughed as she took her hand in hers.

"How lovely!" She smiled and kissed her on the cheek before dropping her back to the floor and she quickly took off again.

"Shuri, she's still got the-" Shuri handed you the marker she managed to slip from Ninas hands m. You sighed in relief.

"Calm down, usana, she's just having fun," you rolled your eyes, "she's constantly breaking or drawing on something, which is annoying because I have to clean it," she pouted, grabbing you by the hips and pulling you into her.

"Come on, it's not that bad, let her be, she's just a kid," she began to kiss your cheek then trailed down to your collar bone, you weren't feeling it so you gently pushed her away, leaving her with a puzzled expression.

"It's not fair, Shuri; you barely watch her." As if your words had offended her, she took a step back and let you go.

“Excuse me?”

Normally, you don't start arguments with her, but you were becoming fed up. Shuri loves and cares for her family, and she would give you the world if she could, but she sometimes forgets that you also need her home, not in the lab.

"You heard me Shuri, you haven't been home in days, you spend your time in the lab and then end up sleeping at the palace, we need you here with us, Nina needs you," her eyes darken and her brows furrow.

“I work hard for this family and my country so sorry I can’t be here twenty-four fucking seven, I have other concerns too and do not dare blame that on me you asked to move out the palace” you scoff l crossing your arms.

“Because I desired a more intimate home! Something that feels comfortable not with servants and guards around every corner, gossiping about our marriage and excuse me?! other concerns?! When you asked me keep Nina you told me we would be your first priority, that we’d come first!”

“You do come first! You and Nina both come first!”

You both stared at each other with your faces twisted in anger, you rarely argued like this but when you do it was bad, You were both extremely displeased with one another and needed some time alone.

“You know what Shuri I-“

“Mommy? Mama? Why are you two yelling, are you mad?” You quickly wiped your tears of anger off your face before turning to your daughter.

“Mommy’s going out for a while do you wanna come with or do you wanna stay with mama?” With out hesitation she ran over to Shuri which left an aching pain in your chest. She knew no better but of course she’d pick Shuri, she admires her so much.

“Alright well I’ll be back soon” you left a kiss on he cheek before walking in the kitchen to grab your purse. You needed to clear your mind so you hopped in the car and drove to a nearby cafe and called a friend to join.

“Girl she said what?!” You nodded assuring your friend of what you said was true.

"I know it sounds bad and I approached the situation wrong but every time without fail she lets her off the hook, and I'm the one looking like the bad guy. She spent three days in the palace this week and now wants to return home? I've been dealing with Nina's tantrums, drawing on things, and generally making a mess. I know she's a kid, and I love her, but when I try to discipline her, here comes the all-favored Shuri, who lets her have her way."

You friend shakes her head, “mmh mmh mmh you need a break.”

As you were about to speak again, your phone rang; you knew it was Shuri because she'd been blowing up your phone for the past hour, so you took your phone out of your purse.

“Aht!” Megan warned you, slapping your hand away from your purse.

"But, it could be an emergency; maybe I should just go home." Worry replaced guilt; what if Nina was hurt? What if Shuri needed help with her?

"Listen, you're married to the black panther, she can handle a six-year-old, trust me, you have nothing to worry about." Maybe she's right, you shouldn't feel guilty, you should feel relieved.

Megan grinned as she began to stand “You know what let’s go get a massage I know this great place not too far from here.”

Shuri

“Why isn’t she answering?!” I yelled in frustration as I slammed my phone on the table. Since y/n wanted to walk out with an attitude, I had to bring Nina to my lab which was a dreadful mistake. She’s been wreaking havoc on the entire lab, she’s manage to break two projects in the span of one hour… and they were made out of raw vibranium.

“Nina please i need you to sit still for mama ok?” She groaned plopping down on her bean bag chair near my work station, I sighed out of relief finally getting her to sit down.

Some time has passed and I managed to finish fixing my vibranium gauntlets, one of the items she broke. It was feeling a little too quiet for my liking so I went to take peek at Nina and she was gone, panic arose in my chest and that’s when I heard a giggle, damn it.

“Nina, my sweet heart I don’t have time for this please come out” another giggled could be heard before she spoke “you gotta come find me!” Bast she was going to drive me insane. I looked and looked but she was no where to be found, how far could she have gone in my lab?

“My queen she’s under that table” one of my scientists informed me sensing my frustration, as he pointed at the table and finally saw her. She just had to pick the table that was littered in sharp objects.

“Alright omncinci (little one) caught ya now please come from under there before you get hurt” she peeked from under it, looked me in my eye and told me no. I took a deep breath in trying not to loose my cool before speaking “Nina Udaku get from under this table this instant!”

“But mommy plays hid and seek with me!”

“Well mommy’s not here right now so come out now,” she grumbled as she began crawling out before she made it all the way out she let out an ear piercing scream.

“OW MAMA!” Frightened I quickly got on my knees and pulled her from under, “nkosazana (princess) what’s wrong, show me?!”

“Mama my hand, my hand!” She held out her hand to me, and in the palm of her hand a sharp piece of scrap metal was plunged in it, it wasn’t big but it was big enough to hurt her small hands.

“Oh baby come on let’s go fix this” y/n is going to kill me, I thought.

“I want mommy” she gripped onto my shirt with her uninjured hand as she cried, my heart sank.

Y/n

"Doesn't this feel good, girl?" Megan hummed as the masseuse worked on her back; it felt wonderful, but you couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

"I know that look, please tell me you're not thinking about going home," you pouted, realizing how accurate she was. "I'm sorry Meg, but I can't seem to shake this worried feeling, as if something happened, and what's making it worse is that Shuri has stopped blowing up my phone."

Were your girls ok? Should you have walked out like that? What if Nina needs you, what if Shuri needs you? Feeling fed up with the unknown you waved the masseuse away.

"Goddamn it, y/n, when are you going to relax?" Megan followed suit as you both took your robes. She's right, you can't ever relax, but that's part of being a mother; she doesn't have children and has no plans to have any, and you don't blame her; sometimes you even envy her, but you wouldn't trade your little Nina for the world.

"I'm sorry, Meg. I chose to be a mother, which means I have to deal with the consequences; don't get me wrong, I had a good time today, but we can hang out another time," she nodded, sighing.

"Well, tell my little spoiled niece I said hi," you chuckled, grabbing your clothes and purse, "I will."

When you got home, it was strangely quiet; they must have fallen asleep, you reasoned. So, before going to your room, you went into Nina's to check on her, and to your surprise, you found Shuri half asleep with Nina her arms. As you watched them sleep, your face softened.

"She wore you out, didn't she?" Shuri raised her head to look around the room, groaned in a stretch, and nodded.

"You have no idea," you chuckled as you sat on her bed, looking at your little girl and brushing her curls away from her face.

"When she's sleeping, she's so peaceful." Shuri agreed with a chuckle, "yeah when she's sleeping," and you laughed again. You reached for the blanket to cover her shivering body when you noticed her hand was wrapped in a white bandage.

"My baby, Shuri, what happened?" you cried as you lifted her tiny hand. She looked at you, Shuri's face was riddled with guilt "she got injured in the lab- I'm so sorry my love, I should've been watching her." You shook your head, not because you were disappointed with Shuri, but because you understood.

“Don’t worry my love I know. She slips away from you like that” you said snapping your fingers “it’s why I’m always chasing after her” she chuckled feeling relieved.

You kissed Nina’s forehead before getting up, “I think we should leave her to sleep come on” you both softly slid off Nina’s bed and quickly left shutting out the light.

“Look I’m sorry for what I said today you aren’t a bad mom” you reassured Shuri taking her hands to kiss the back of them, she smiled at your action.

“I know my love, and I deeply sorry too. You are also a great mother and now I understand why you’re so frustrated all the time. She’s a handful and I leave you to deal with it” you both sat at the edge of your shared bed feeling guilty about the words you spoke to each other in a time of anger.

You sigh looking down at your freshly painted toes “I was only feeling jealous that’s all.” Shuri’s head tilted in confusion at your bleak confession.

“Jealous? Of what my love? Nina adores you” you shook your head.

“No she adores you, you’re all she talks about, you’re like a hero to her, she wants to become a great scientist and super hero just like you she’s even working a project- which I wasn’t suppose to tell you about it” you remember as you made an oops face, Shuri chuckled pulling you into her lap.

“No you should’ve seen her today, you’re all she talked about ‘me and mommy bake cookies together, me and mommy play hide and seek, me and mommy watch vampire shows together, me and mommy paint together” you laughed a little too loud as she mimics your daughter “to be frank I was starting to become jealous, listening to her I felt like I was missing out a lot.”

You frown realizing something, Nina doesn’t need one parent at a time she needs both of you “I think we should start having designated family day,” Shuri nodded agreeing.

“Mommy you’re home?” You both turn to see your bedroom door open with little Nina standing there holding her blanket close to her chest. She cutely rubbed her eyes with a pout running over to you “I missed you mommy” She reached her hands up to you and you lifted her off the floor.

“Look mommy I have a scar just like mama, it hurt though” she raise her right hand to show you her bandaged hand.

“Awee my little brave girl” you kissed her palm and she giggle.

“Can I sleep in here tonight I miss both of you?” she asked as she crawled to head of you bed pulling the covers back so she could scoot under, you and Shuri chuckle as you watch her.

“Maybe one more won’t hurt,” Shuri looks at you with a hopeful face but you stare her in her eyes muttering a “no.” She sucks her teeth getting up “and you wonder where she gets her attitude from?”

“Hmm?!”

“Nothing.”

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A/n: this bout to be my last Shuri x reader fic y’all some snitch ass bitches 😑

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[moonspirit]

hello moon. i’ve been lurking on your page for a long time, never interacted. maybe i can become a regular on here, who knows?

i was hoping you’d do that send a ship thing for aruani.. i found it strange you haven’t done them yet given how clearly obsessed you are with them. you’ve already done them for the lock screen thingy but i wanted to see the rest, it’s like 5AM for you rn.. but maybe your best thoughts are at the ass crack of dawn?

yours truly, behyuu.

Hi behyuu!

Haha, feel free to become a regular on my blog, no problem xD But I had received more than one request for Aruani, so I thought I'd do them all together.

Who said “I love you” first

I think it'd be Armin. From the boat scene in 131, when Annie asks him why he kept visiting her, he really could've said any number of things that wouldn't technically have been false, like "I wanted to make sure you were okay," or "I wanted to tell you what was happening," but he very clearly says "I wanted to see you, Annie." He was blushing like a ripe tomato, and yet he chose to say the one thing that would leave no room for any doubt as to what his feelings were. Armin doesn't hesitate to express himself through words, and with Annie, I believe he'd only take this a few steps further to tell her clearly that what he carries for her is love, nothing less.

Annie herself would not say "I love you" until a long time after they're comfortably together, I feel. She's been denied love all her love, deprived of it to the extent that Armin's barest hints of care were enough for to cling onto, and so being loved and loving back is all going to be so very new to her. She will express it through her body language, but not in words; not very early on in their relationship anyway.

In the long run, I really think this spoken-aloud form of reaffirmation from Armin would be the most beneficial for Annie. As much as physical touch is her way of seeking security, safety and comfort from him, it's also very crucial to be reminded that yes, the person kissing her and loving her body also really does love her, the way he never forgets to say in words.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background

I answered this one here!

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Both maybe! If Armin's the one taking a shower first, then he leaves a little "I <3 U" on the mirror for her to find once he's done. Nevermind the fact that by the time she does find it (say she wakes up late and he's already left), it's all maybe mostly gone and runny around the edges, but she knows he left it there for her, and it makes her feel all warm inside.

What if Annie's the one taking the shower tho? In that case, she's brushing her teeth in front of the washbasin and the mirror, messy haired, sleepy eyed and lethargic. As she works the toothbrush between long yawns, she doodles a cat on the mirror that's steaming up from the hot water she's left running in the tub. Later on, Armin finds this cat when he comes in to shave, and he finds it to be the cutest thing ever. Maybe they name each cat she draws.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

I have a hc that Annie's really awkward with gift-giving, so while this doesn't translate into "she doesn't pick good gifts", what it does mean is that her gifts are funny, bordering on cute-as-fuck.

Armin is good with gifts. He buys her things she needs, and throws in some flowers, some chocolate, maybe a plushie and a picnic date. He pays attention to what she likes, what she doesn't like, and this generally means Annie's going to get some of the best gifts ever, whether or not his planning and execution goes to shit because he's so nervous about everything being perfect.

So the one giving him cards with cliche quotes and a leather wallet that the seller tells her is a trendsetter with men, are some of the things Annie gets him. Cut the girl some slack. Her gifts don't suck, they're just cheesy. And he finds it so fucking cute how hard she tries.

Who initiated the first kiss

Armin. It's the pounding heartbeats in their chests, synchronizing. It's the static in the air, sparking and tingling. Her wide pale-blue eyes atop blushing cheeks, locked onto his own in baffled surprise, because he's just told her he loves her and she doesn't understand - why her? Why her, of all the other girls? But that's what his heart wants - her - and he's told her as much and all he can do is hope she feels the same.

But she does. She does, he can see it, right there in her eyes, when her gaze drops lower. She feels the same, he can see it, as her lips part, just a bit, ever so slightly he can almost touch her breath. Then she looks up again, searching his eyes.

He sees his chance, he takes it. Because who knows if there'll be another? He kisses her, long, and slow and sweet, until she's kissing him back with the same longing.

*Aherm* Okay, I got carried away. Basically he kisses her first, but the next time he loses his confidence and doesn't, and then because Annie's impatient as hell, she kisses him second.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning

Annie. I hc that she's the early bird while he struggles to wake up in the morning in general, so naturally being up first, she gives him a little peck on the nose or on the lips. Sometimes he's so deep asleep he doesn't stir at all. Sometimes he's half-awake and drags her closer for longer kisses, and the hope of sleeping in late with her. Sometimes she kisses him short and brief, when she's aching from dealing with something she doesn't like and hasn't told him about; other times they are fluttery, airy, open mouthed kisses, offering silent, sweet promises of love and happiness from between her lips.

Who starts tickle fights

Armin. He reaaaaaaaalllllyy likes teasing her. Whether that's because she's scowling to hide her embarrassment, or refusing to tell him what she's finding so funny in the magazine she's reading - he's always got his hands ready to grab her around the middle and invite her into a tickle fight. The thing though, is that Annie's laughter isn't because of his actions--she's NOT ticklish by any means--but because of the whole play-fighting itself. His laughter is infectious, and she can't help but follow with her own giggling until she's snorting at his stupid jokes and bright eyes.

Guess who's ACTUALLY ticklish? Him. Once she gains the upper hand and squirms away to straddle his hips, it's all game over.

So he may be the one starting the fights, but he's not the one winning them.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower

Annie. I just find it more in-character for her to blurt out that he's welcome to join her in the shower. Say they've just come back home after a long and tiring muddy hike, and they're so exhausted they might not have the energy to take showers after each other. It's a casual suggestion, quick and without much thought to it, when Annie says, "Join me then. It'll be quicker."

She might've said that, but once they're actually stripping in the bathroom and getting into the hot waters of the bathtub, Annie's the one burning to the tips of her ears. Doesn't help that Armin's lost all his initial embarrassment and inhibitions and is welcoming her to sit between his legs, pulling her back flush against his chest.

The rest belongs in a smut fic.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

Annie. Armin forgets to eat, especially when he's drowning to his neck in documents piling up on his table at work. He's studying up for a meeting on his morning transit, signing off agendas and rescheduling appointments, making six dozen phone calls, holding talks with important people... ugh. He has barely any time to breathe, so his eating habits at work are basically non-existent. During such times when things are more hectic than usual, and it's often a familiar sight to find him coming home with a loosened tie and exhaustion on his face, Annie's the one heading to his workplace with lunch and coffee in her arms. She makes sure he eats, and also eats her own lunch with him, so he's kept company by the only person he can be his silly, goofy self around.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date

I'm inclined to say both, it's just that Armin would express it more openly than Annie would. What Armin would be fretting and worrying about is how perfectly the date is going, how smoothly his plans are working out, and so on. He'd be so bothered about every teeny tiny detail and Annie's enjoyment that he wouldn't really be able to relax and enjoy it himself.

Annie on the other hand, would be nervous and scared about disappointing him. It would warm her heart how he sweetly switches to her more exposed side as they're walking down the street, but it also worries her about how expressive she's being, or rather, how much she's lacking in that respect. Disappointing Armin is probably her biggest fear.

Who kills/takes out the spiders

Annie. Armin hesitates too much. He looks at the mama spider, looks at her eggs, looks at her babies, thinks of the consequences, thinks of their extended families and their ancestors, their futures, their pasts, their presents, and so on and so forth. It's been six hours and he's ignoring the spider in the bathroom because he's conflicted over killing them.

Annie would kill them (she doesn't like bugs), but because she knows it'll break his heart, she traps them in a special plastic cup she keeps for the spiders and lets them out somewhere far away.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Armin. Even sober, he's always running to give her a big hug with a stupid wide smile on his face, going "Aaaanniiieeeee!!". The happiest golden retriever in the world. Now get that golden retriever drunk to his eyeballs and he won't fucking shut up about how beautiful she is, how big her heart is, how soft she is, how her eyes are like the sky and the sea and other fantastic imagery. He tells her he wants to marry her (even if they're already married), and how he wants to wake up to her presence everyday. In a crowd, it's fucking embarrassing for Annie. Secretly though? She loves it. Replays it in her head over and over again.

#welp this became wayy longer than i'd meant for it to be #so sorry if you guys wanted something shorter haha xD #you're right tho my best ideas DO come at the ass crack of dawn #but if only I was awake enough to do them any justice... *sigh* #ask #anon ask #novaae #behyuu #aruani #headcanon #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #armin arlert #annie leonhart #aot #snk #aruannie #armin x annie #arminarlert #annie leonhardt

[ghouljams]

hi hey hello here are some more of my headcanaons I remembered while going to bed yesterday. enjoy :)

•the changeling and Riley can under absolutely no circumstances be left with no supervision together. Riley is a good behaved dog, but if you leave him alone with the little monster you will come back to utter chaos of dog food, flour, and chocolate chips covering every surface of the kitchen.

• Angel is a very sensitive and emotional person. not in the way that she's a whimp or a crybaby (because she's strong and mature emoti9nally and doesn't let stupid things get to her) but in the way that she feels her emotions very strongly and has strong reactions to them. she will tear up if the kid gives her a drawing of their little family holding hands (even if you can barely tell what's happening in the drawing) she will be utterly overwhelmed with love and joy whenever Keegan successfully (attempts) cooks something for her. she will tear up from l9ve when she finds the monster lying on Keegans chest on the couch, both of them asleep and snoring softly as Railey watches over them. her emotions are just very big, and sometimes it's overwhelming and the only way they can manifest 8s through subtle tears.

• it's already established that Witch needs to keep a tight grip on her emotions in order for them to not mess with her magic, but I think she really wants to be able to feel them freely and just feel that catharsis of just letting all your emtions out. especially once her and Angel slowly start becoming friends and she sees how Angel feels and expresses her own emotions. She wants very deeply to be able to do the same without it having horrendous and u predictible consequences. Price sees this, he's good at reading her and he knows she wants to be able to feel like normal people do. he's trying to figure out is there's anything he could do to help her, but has had little luck so far

• Angel has a bad dating history. the people she dated in the past were assholes and some even cheaters, a lot of them lead her on and made her feel shitty about herself. which is why it's so overwhelming for her to have Keegan love her uncodionally and treasure every piece of her. it's why she had it hard to believe that all Keegan wanted for the baby was her love and their little family, and that he wouldn't turn around at a moments notice and make her pay by taking something else. Keegan is furious when he finds out about how shitty her exes treated her and scretly plots to make them suffer for it (the little monster wants to help because no one has the right to hurt their mummy)

• Angel is well educated, she went to collage and got her degree and now she has a good paying job that causes her mountainous amounts of stress. I kind of imagine her as a corporate girly, maybe an accountant for some big firm or a secretary. she deserves more than a shitty firm that doesn't care about her existence, and Keegan is trying to convince her to find somewhere better, somewhere that will treat her like she deserves to be treated, but she's hesitant, it's a good job that pays a lot and her hours are pretty flexible because most of the work can be done remotely, she doesn't want to let that go for a job that might keep her in the office all the time and force her to spend less time with Keegan and the kid

• Witches house is a mess. it's an organised mess and she always knows where everything is, but the first time Price tried to make himself tea it took him a good 30 minutes to find a a cup and the tea itself, he's slowly learning where everything is though

• the changeling goes through phases of food they are obssesed with and will refuse to eat anything else. currently it's chicken. they could eat it for every meal of every single day. also, raw carrots because they're crunchy and amazing under their growing sharp teeth (I love this kid and Keegan as a dad so fucking much you don't even understand)

•Witch is an absolutely exquisite cook (Keegan couldn't even dream of being half as good lol) the love and care she gives every meal makes it akin to ambrosia. Price swears if he wasn't already in love with her, the food she cooks for him would be enough to make him fall in love all on its own. there's just something about the warmth in his stomach after an amazing meal cooked by her that makes him want to give her the world twice over. makes him want to take care of her and absolutely ruin her at the same time. he will spend the night making her feel heavenly every time she cooks him dinner, no exceptions (unless of course she's really not feeling it)

I feel like most of my ideas are for Angel and her little magic family, mostly because Witch and Price are already such fleshed out characters, and their relationship dynamic is very well established so it's hard for me to come up with stuff that feels in charcter for them while with Angel and Keegan there's a lot more creative liberty so to say

I absolutely love your takes on Angel and Witch. Genuinely I think you helped my image of Angel solidify into who she is now. Ghoul thoughts under cut to keep this post manageable in length.

I agree I think Angel is a corporate girly as well, someone that decided they didn't have time to wait around for Mr. Right to have a baby. Which also means yeah a lot of bad relationships... Keegan is wearing her down for finding a new job. It helps that he stays home with the kiddo and seems to have a uncanny ability to get whatever the family needs.

The little monster(Ainsley. Get it? Like Ainsel, like the fairytale... ah I'm not clever) definitely has a penchant for chomping on anything that gives a good snap. I think they have a huge appetite for vegetables and anything fresh because of Keegan's ties to spring. Meat is all well and good but the kid needs greens. Probably has eaten a few flowers...

Witch and Angel are so interesting together because I also think of Angel as very in touch with her emotions. Which is shocking for Witch who has a death grip on everything just to keep from exploding random shit. She's working on it. It's hard to find places where Witch can just let go without hurting herself, but Price is looking into it.

And yes Witch's house is a nightmare. It's organized chaos, you won't find anything if you don't already know where to look. Price almost poisons himself the first time he tries to make tea. It's a mess in there, but it doesn't have to be clean when Witch can just magic ingredients over to herself. Her filing system is only understood by her, and that's just fine. No one else needs to know it, but Price is putting in effort to learn.

#x oc #cod x oc #1fae1 #oc: witch #oc: angel #oc: ainsely

[helloitsghost]

Bam!! 👀👀👀 I present to you- Demon!Ghost and Kanao tickling Tanjiro cause YES! Thank you so much friend for letting me draw your sona- this is the cutest character EVER! (Also I got yours and holy canoli the squeal I let out it’s GORGEOUS!!! Thank you so much friend!)

JEJJVJWJFJEF OMGGGGGG I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT THANK YOU OMGGGG U DREW THEM SO WELL THEYRE ADORABLE AND I LOVE TANJIROS EXPRESSIONS ITS SO EIVHEJCIEJFR THANK YOUUU😭😭😭😭

I CANT GET OVER HOW WELL U DREW THEK OMG U IMRPOVED SO MUCH ANDNU DREW DEMON GHOST SO FUCKING ADORABLY I LOVE THE LIL “>:3” FACE THEY HAVE WIFJWJF THANK YOUUU

AND IM GLAD U LIKED UR DRAWING FJVJWJF

#not my art #digital art #tickle art #demon slayer tickle #demon slayer #lee!tanjiro #ler!kanao #demon slayer oc #ghost friends

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Jus headcanons for miles!1610 and 42 personally.

MILES MORALES

•Firm believer that this dude will 100% teach you how to draw and speak spanish just cause why not? Its something important to him so you should atleast knows the basic. It doesnt matter if it sucks he just likes you beeing involved.

"Your doing great , amor"

"Why do you lie to yourself?" *u having a stickman version of him with horribel maker stains*

"IT'S PERFECT"

●When the two of you first meet it was so emberassing like he just tripped and fell into a trash can or fell to you in a flight of stairs and you guys going to the nurse together cause u both dumb fucks to weak to get up on your own.

"SHIT"

"THE FUCK MAN I CANT FEEL MY ASS!"

"SORRY!"

*Both of you stumbling to go to the nurse

"Look man sorry about me falling onto you"

"My spine is burning"

"How about I make it up to you? How about free lunch ?"

"Acceptable "

●He has a ninja Turtle collection and will never show you but you find it somehow. Also like the pinky holding thing instead of actual handholding.

MILES G.

●He did actually acknowledge you two were dating for the past 2 months. Like yall go hang out alone weekly and its something new everytime . Pottery class , roller skating , baking together , sneaking into abounded warehouses , and such . It was emberassing how he was "first" to move.

"Hey , do you like me?"

"We've been dating for almost 3 months, miles"

"Oh fuck rlly?"

"How the fuck did you not notice?!"

"So you like me"

●This boy was so cold to you like colder than russia winter solice . When the two of you started he just wanted to feel less lonely and you delivered . He honestly doesnt know how to express how he feels but he does try sadly those attemps are not always fruitile.

●Hus denail is backpack full of bricks . Like you saying how much you appreciet and love his time gets him out of control of voice. Am I really fit to be in a relationship?Should I even be in one with someone as good as her? What if you get hurt or killed because of him? What if you leave him? God he cannot handle the heart break . Please be kind and stay kind.

●There was a time where he called you to just say he saw you cheating in his dream and you in 2:00 am confuse be like wtf and he starts having his voice crack on how you "cheat" in his dream in full detail.

"You left with another person from the mall you guys were hand holding , kissing , sharing drinks , a-and they even w-wiped your f-face...with their h-h-hand"

"Miles , do you just wanna do all those things?"

• He likes the pinky holding instead of hand becuase he is a coward with PDA but that doesnt mean he will not beat people up for him to prove he loves you.

●Has a secret stuffie collection that was given to his dad when he was a toddler.

#miles morales #miles 42 #miles 1610 #headcanon #miles x reader #atsv miles #miles morales x reader

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*falls through the ceiling*

YOU

*pointing at u pointing at u pointing at u*

you.... you!!!!! I have something to say to you!!! you beautiful lesbian that draws good!!!!! I've got somethin to say!!!!!

you have drawn not one!!! but two!!! of the sweetest gosh darn scenes of pomni and ragatha that I have ever seen!!!! and I have something to say about that!!!! here it comes!!! watch out!!!!!

*deep breath explodes deep breath explodes deep breath*

SPITINSIDE ME YOUVE DONE IT AGAIN woooOoaaaaAaaAAAARRRRGGGGH

*falls through the same ceiling again*

*your art has caused me to break continuity itself*

I'm talking about!!!! number one!!! ragatha giving pomni a forehead kiss!!! the expressions and absolute love they share in those four panels are on point!!!!

and!!! number TWO!!!! pomni!!! comforting ragatha!!!!! its so AGKGKHLGKHGHKGLHL. ITS SO GOOD. ITS SO HECKIN GOOD. I LOVE IT. THE TENDERNESS. BEING THERE FOR SOMEONE EVEN WHEN YOU DONT KNOW HOW. THATS WHAT ITS ALL ABOUT!!!!!!! HA HA!!!!!!

another piece you made which I also fucking love that I *have* to mention: maid au with pomni comforting ragatha after a long day!!! that piece makes me go!!! insane!!!! infinite power!!!!!! WAHHHHH

*fallls through the ceiling again*

ahem. anyways. yep. I just wanted to say you're fuckin amazing and you have succeeded in killing me over and over with your art. and I have never been happier to be slain by these two adorable lesbians. you're super cool. hope you're doing well!! peacee

DETAIA !!!!OHMUGOD !!!! HI !!!! HI DETAIA !!!! SCREAMING AND SHAKING AND JUMLING UP AND DOWN IN JOY !!! I AM SOGLAD YOU LIKE THE DRAWINGS YOU GET IT !!I READ YOUR TAGS ON THE COMFORTING RAGATHA ONE AND YESS !! YOUBGET IT !!! THE TENDERNESS THE FEELING THE ROMANCE THE VULNERABILITY OF TRYING, OF TRYONG TO HELP SOMEONE DEPITE KNLWING YOU DIND IT DIFFICULT, THE LOVE YOU HAVE TO HAVE FOR AOMEONE TO LET THEM TOUCH YOU WHEN YOU ARE NOT UAED TO IT, BIT KNLWING ITLL HELP THEM !!!!! YOU UNDERSTAND IT !!!! THATS WHAT ITS ALL ABOIT ITS ALL ABOIT TRYONG ITS ALL ABOIT DOING YOUR BEST EVEN IF YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO BECAUSE YPU LOVE THEM AND YOU PUT THEM BEFORE YOU IN SITUATIONS WHERE THEY NEED YOU !!!

detaia i think i tell you this every single time you send me an ask, but i love and i look flrward to your tags every single time, i literally make art and i go god, i hope detaia will like this one and write a poem in the tags becaus of how much they love it and the feelings and everyrhinf, i think that the best thing that has comw out of me making art od two silly hirla who got like 2hat ? 5 ninites together ? is that you enjly it so much tp weite so many tags of it. i litwrally lpve when anyone wrotwa anything abour my art when they reblog it, but i especially love your tags under ir and your thoights and feelings of it. thwyre great, i apprwxiate then very much and you are the best

i will continue to make art, and you seem to like the comforting ones and the softer ones mkre so i will draw th3m more soft and wholsome and just in love ... thank you for rveryrhing ❤️❤️❤️

#detaia is actuallybmy favrliore person ever actually #i jave never met them or talked to them but i am so #tbey make me so happy #like okay !!!! i will make art for you !!!