#anyway that’s his ‘cuddle time’ bed

[f1smutwriter]

Can you please write a smut about Charles that reader is a virgin and their first night is very hot (like very hot🥵) but Charles make it comfortable for reader. And Charles is madly in love with reader that he thinks she is love of his life ❤️

|𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 (𝐜𝐥𝟏𝟔)

Experienced!Charles x Virgin!Reader

Summary: He wanted to make your first time special. So he taught you the basics, or that’s what you thought it was.

Warnings: SMUT! Innocence kink, extreme corruption kink, fingering, oral (fem rec), breast play, dirty talk, unprotected sex (Big no no), praise, degrading, squirting, begging kink, pet names (Mon cœur, little bunny, princess, baby, etc), like way more that I don’t remember.

Notes: for the person who requested sorry this took literal years. This is probably one of my favorite fics. But anyways, Hope you enjoy!!

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I wasn’t one of those people who were craving for sex. I was okay being a virgin at first, but then I hit my twenties and it became a problem. I had a hot boyfriend and people thought we were going at it like bunny’s all the time. But Charles was actually extremely supportive about my choice. Til one day I couldn’t take it anymore.

I’m sitting on the couch while watching tv cuddling myself waiting for Charles. I hear the jingle of his keys making me get up and rush to him. The second he came in he sees me charging at him making him smile as he picks me up. “Well hello to you too Mon cœur” he smiled as he kissed my head as I scrunched up my nose making him smile. “So what have you been doing while I was out” he asked me softly dragging me to sit in his lap. “Nothing watching tv” I whispered as he started kissing my neck like he normal does making me whimper.

“Aww, did I make my little bunny nervous” he smirked nibbling at my sweet-spot. "Baby stop it" I whined in his neck making him chuckle a bite making him smile. "I'm sorry baby" He smiled thinking I was getting uncomfortable so he rubbed by back. "What were you watching" He asked softly as he rubbed my back watching the movie I was watching. "Some type of dark romance movie it's honestly crazy" I say cuddling into his side while we watch the movie.

As we watch the movie we see a scene where the two main characters starting kissing and it gets heated. I suddenly feel a rush of heat between my legs, making me squeeze my thighs shut as hard as I can to relieve the feeling. “You okay baby” Charles asked with a smirk, knowing exactly what was going on. “Yeah I’m fine love don’t worry about me” I whispered squeezing my thighs more and I feel his hand go on one of them. I feel him drag his hand up and down my leg feeling shivers down my back.

I subconsciously opened spread my legs so he could touch me where I craved the most. He slowly touched my inner thigh so close to my wet core making me let out small whimpers as he goes. He slips his hand in my tiny pajama shorts making me whimper softly. His fingers gazed my clothed cunt letting out a breathy moan. “Do you want it Mon cœur” he whispered in my ear before kissing my neck softly.

“P-please” I cried out wanting him to do more to me. As I said that his fingers started rubbing soft circles on my clit making me moan out and buck my hips from the feign pleasure. “Sshh let it happen” he chuckled as rubbed my clit faster before checking how wet I was. Once he felt I was soaking he groaned, slipping a fingering in me making me moan louder. I grab his wrist to tell him to stop moving them, I let out a shaky breath as he continued to rub my clit with his thumb.

He picks me up and walks to the bedroom. “Your first time is most certainly not gonna be on the couch” he smiled as he threw me on the bed making me giggle out loud. “Gonna let me take this off” he asked me pulling on my pajama shorts making me nod softly. He pulled them down my legs along with my panties making me shiver slightly. “Fuck I can’t wait to taste you” he smirked at me feeling wide eyed at his comment. “What did you really think I wasn’t gonna taste this pretty pussy” he chuckled looking at my face amused as he rubbed my thighs.

“I-I don’t know” I whispered blushing bright cherry red making him laugh at me a bit. “Don’t worry gonna make you feel so good baby you’re not gonna walk for a week” he smiled as he went back to kissing me gently like I was the most fragile thing on planet earth. “Charles you don’t have to be gentle. I want it to be good for you too” I mumbled softly making him smile at my response to his kiss. “Don’t think you’d want that, I can be really rough and I don’t want to hurt you” he smiled softly as he rubbed my face his his thumb making my head lean closer to his hand.

I kiss him wrapping my arms around his neck as we kiss. He holds my waist as we make out, him slipping his tongue in my mouth gently making me gasp against his lips. He breaks the kiss to start kissing my neck slowly taking off his my shirt. “I love when your in my clothes like they were made for you” he whispered in my ear before going back to kissing my neck, sucking on my sweet-spot.

He goes down and sucks on my nipple, while rubbing the other one feeling my back arch off the bed and whimpers spilling out of my mouth. He kisses down my stomach and pecked the very top of my cunt making my thighs close together. “Leave them open” he growled as he spread my legs roughly making me gasp at his roughness. His fingers run through my soaking fold. He leaned down and started eating me out savoring my juices like he’s been dying for it.

He sucked on my clit making me gasp loudly and closing my thighs around his head. I feel him chuckled against my cunt, grabbing his hair to push his face and tongue deeper into my pussy. “Fuck this pussy taste so sweet. So mean for keeping it from me” he groaned against me feeling my legs shake from the pleasure. “I’m gonna eat you out all the time, when your asleep when your awake, when your showering” he mumbled as he wrapped his arms around my thighs to dig his face deeper into me.

“B-baby feel s-something in m-my stomach” I cried out making him chuckle. “That’s called an orgasm let it go cum all over my tongue let me taste how sweet you really are” he whispered sticking his tongue in my tight hole making a scream rip out of my throat. My thighs start shaking around his head as I cum all over his tongue tugging his hair for dear life. I swear that I almost black out from that intense moment. “How was that baby” he chuckled rubbing my face with his hands. “G-good” I stuttered out still feeling like I’m on cloud nine. “Want it rough Charles please” I begged him wanting him to take me rough to feel the whole experience. “You sure don’t want to hurt you” he asked making me nod frantically.

“Hands and knees ass in the air” he said quickly making me obey him in an instant. “Fuck can’t wait to stick my cock into your tight pussy. Gonna squeeze me so good” he said as reached over to grab a condom. “No don’t want it. Wanna feel you” I say making him grin grow even bigger. “Oh my dirty girl wants it raw, want me to fuck a baby into you. Well don’t worry I will” he said putting his hand under my mouth. “Spit don’t want you to get hurt” he demanded feeling myself spit in his hand. I see him in the mirror rubbing my saliva on his hard cock, he looked up and saw me staring at him in the mirror. He winked at me through it as his cock runs through my sensitive fold. He slowly slips in me groaning in pure pleasure as I groan from the burning stretch he gave me.

Tears running down my face making him laugh softly. “Is it too big for you” he smirked making him lay me on my back to see my every expression. He start thrusting in and out slowly making sure to not hurt me. As I get used to the feeling I start clenching around him from the pure pleasure. “F-fa-faster please faster baby” I cried out making him grab my hips and pound in and out of me. I feel my eyes roll at the back of my head feeling him hit that one spot deep inside I just found out about. “You look so good on my cock” he smiled before adding “I can’t wait to teach you how to ride me, just wait Mon cœur we’re not having no vanilla sex just you wait” He grin making me clench around his throbbing cock.

He sucked my nipple before he put his thumb in my aching clit making me gasp out loudly. He started rubbing it fast feeling my air leave my lungs in an instant. “Yeah there’s my good girl, so desperate and eager to be my little cock whore” He growled pounding harder and harder feeling my nails drag along his back hearing him growl in my ear. “Gosh baby don’t worry I’m gonna fill you up all the time to a point when your not full your gonna feel it still” He smirked making me scream out being so close over the edge. “Wanna cum huh baby” he smiled making me babbled nonsense. “Y-yes” I whined as he licked and sucked my neck marking me. “Cum baby, wanna feel you cum on my cock” he grumbled making my vision go black as I have the most mind blowing orgasm ever.

I feel liquid come out of me, trying to stop it but doesn’t work. I look at him in pure embarrassment as he smirks at me. He moves my hips chasing his orgasm, overstimulating me a bit. As he cums with a loud groan feeling the liquid come out of me again. He palms my clit fast moving side to side at an inhuman pace making the liquid come out in large amounts. “N-no more no more” I cried out begging him to stop from the pure sensitivity. He smiled as he licked up my abused pussy clean. “What the heck was that” I asked him hiding my face in his neck. “That was you squirting and Mon cœur I’m gonna make you do it all the time your gonna have none left in you” He smirked as he rubbed my hair softly out of my face.

“Thank you baby” I whispered in his neck rubbing his back a bit. “Thank you for what Joli” He smiled softly scratching my head. “Taking my virginity the best way possible” I grinned softly making him burst out laughing. “You are one of a kind Y/n L/n” He smiled kissing my head before we fall fast asleep in each others arms.

I know I said I didn’t crave it. But when you have a hot boyfriend who knows what he’s doing, you want it 24/7.

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Notes: this was the story I thought I posted to someone but turns out my system was being dumb and it was in my queue. Kinda awkward anyways I hope you guys like it am I’m posting more soon so give me more requests please I’m begging 🙏. HOPE YOU ENJOYED

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[martiansodas-blog]

🎾 🤍💐✨🎀

“art.” you say sternly as he kisses your neck.

“just pretend i’m not here.”

there’s a smile in his voice. he just can’t help himself.

you’ve been trying to complete an english assignment for the past ten minutes, but a certain someone keeps getting in the way.

he totally knows what he’s doing, too. he knows your neck, right behind your ear is your sweet spot.

“you’re distracting me.” you say in a faux confident voice.

“havent seen you all day.” he mumbles into your skin. “come cuddle. please. i’ll help you do your assignment later.”

you were about to give in anyway but art didn’t have time to hear your response. he scooped you up from the desk chair, as if you weighed nothing, and brought you over to your much more comfortable bed.

you both instantly sank into the mattress as it was the end of the day and you both had been up since dawn for practice.

it was the bed that came with the dorm room so it was small, forcing you and art to overlap.

“mmm”

you sighed into him, closing your eyes.

“i saw the tail end of your practice. you’re getting good.” you say, although art has to focus on comprehending your words because your face is smushed against his bicep.

“i was already good, love.” he chuckles.

“yeah, duh.”

you open your eyes just to roll them.

“im trying to say im proud of you.”

you lay kissed on his muscular arm. the air in the room shifts. not tension, but venerability.

“i’m proud of you too.”

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[swordsandholly]

Fancy

Ch 3: The Wheels of Fate Started to Turn

Previous | Next | Ao3

MDNI

Vampire!Poly 141 x Fem!Plus Size!Reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary: A permanent darkness rests over the city. You’ve lived here your whole life - in the slums, just another human to be pushed and pulled at the whims of the vampires that run it. Another human made to bleed and crawl their way through a meager life.

Maybe, just maybe, a meeting by happenstance will change your fate for the better.

You feel sick when you wake. Muscles weak and body shaky. It takes more effort than you would like to peel your eyes open. You haven’t sat under a UV lamp in a while and it’s starting to show. The cocoon of sheets feels so good you don’t want to get up, to peel yourself away from them.

You realize Johnny and Kyle are gone as you sit up, all alone in the center of the massive bed. The room feels darker without them, somehow. Emptier. You roll over to climb off the bed, interrupted by the sound of paper crinkling under you. You feel around the mattress only to find a thick envelope with ‘Fancy’ neatly written across the front. As you open it, your breath catches in your throat at the contents. It’s nearly double what they said they’d pay. More than you could have ever hoped for. It makes your hands shake to hold that much money all at once. Once the shock wears off, a folded up piece of paper catches your eye.

Hey lovie,

Sorry to take off without saying goodbye. Had some business to attend to. Figured we should let you sleep. Hope you won’t be too mad ;)

We left a little extra for spending the night. Nothing like cuddling up next to a soft, warm lady.

Let’s do it again soon.

Kyle + Johnny

The handwriting changes to a messy scrawl that you have to squint to make out.

P.S. You look bonnie in my shirt. Gonnae be thinking about that all day. Feel free to take it with you.

P.S.S. I want it back unwashed.

You can’t help but snicker to yourself. Damn dirty dog.

You have no reason to deny him, though. So you slip the t-shirt on over your dress as you get ready to leave. The dress feels far too constrictive for the early morning. This is why you don’t do nights - walking out looking like a mess in the itchy day old clothes. You give up looking for your panties which seem to have evaporated, not too keen on putting them back on anyway.

Before you can tip-toe your way out to the front door, you find yourself pausing. The kitchen light is on, illuminating a figure working over the stove. Curiosity gets the better of you and you circle around the counter to see John sorting ingredients in nothing but a loose pair of sweatpants. Strong, nicely hairy chest on full display.

And they call you and slut.

“Good morning.” He flashes you a bright smile. Of course he noticed you. He probably smelled you before he even heard you leave the bedroom.

“Sorry… I, uh, didn’t mean to intrude.” You mumble awkwardly.

“No, no. I was hoping you’d stop f’me. My boys treat you alright?” He eyes your shirt.

Being asked that a second time throws you off. Why the hell do they care so much? “They did.”

“Good. Good.” He smiles warmly. “I’ll make you some breakfast.”

You scoff. “You? No offense but I’d rather take my chances with the nearest dumpster.”

“Contrary to popular belief, some of us remember how to cook.”

You glance at the half-dozen cart of eggs and perfectly fresh vegetables neatly arranged across the counter. “And you just happened to have human food on hand?”

He pauses. “…I may have had some delivered.”

John turns back to the stove, muttering something under his breath about ‘too smart for her own damn good.’

You pad over beside him to look down at the food, staring at the spread. You point at some red thing you don’t recognize. “What is that?”

He cocks an eyebrow. “The tomato?”

“Tomatoes are purple.” You poke it. “And more squishy.”

You meet his eye and for a brief moment, you think you see pity. Something sad swirling in the blue of his irises. He schools his face back to neutral before you can be sure you saw anything at all.

“Well, hopefully you trust an old codger like me to make you a half-decent omelette.”

You snort, leaning back on the kitchen island. “I’ve got nothing to lose.”

You both lapse into silence. He does seem to know what he’s doing - carefully chopping the vegetables and carefully folding the omelette in the pan. Maybe he had a human wife at some point or something. Most likely. That’s not uncommon, especially back in the 21st century. Practically a trend. You tilt your head as you watch him move, brow furrowed. He’s so weird.

What could you have said to them to make them treat you like this? You’re almost afraid to know - that block of time so buried in the recesses of your mind there’s no hope of ever recovering it. That doesn’t mean you haven’t tried since that day, but you know we’ll enough that it never works. You don’t have a single guess as to what it could have been.

Maybe you didn’t say anything. Maybe they’re just weirdly tunnel visioned. Vamps do that often enough - hone in on a target of affection. For any reason from looking like a dead loved one or they just have an enticing scent. Except they’re not usually this… nice. Normally they’d just drain the object of their affection and be done with it. Not ask them to sleep over for the night and cook them breakfast in the morning.

You’re pulled from your thoughts when a plate is set in front of you. It looks… perfect. At least you assume that’s what a good omelette looks like. Nicely golden. It looks alien. Food from another world - another time. You glance up at John as he watches you expectantly. It won’t hurt to entertain him, you suppose. Even if it does end up being shit. You cut a small bite, tentatively bringing it to you your lips. You brace for something awful.

Except it’s incredible. Perfectly cooked and seasoned. You can’t help but let out a content little hum before practically scarfing it down. You haven’t had food like this in… ever, actually. Neither this fresh or well made.

“So you like it?” John smiles.

You nod happily with a mouth full of food before remembering where you are. Steeling yourself and slowing down, returning to the more reserved persona. “It’s good.”

John huffs out a laugh, turning his back to you to clean up. “I’ll drive you home when you’re finished.”

You pause mid bite. “Oh, no, I can take the train-“

“Do you really want t’walk all the way to the depot in those heels?” John cocks an brow, blue eyes dragging from your face, over your body and down your legs. There’s a slow burning intensity in the movement that sends a shiver down your spine.

You stare at him for a moment, uncertain of what to do. The last thing you need is to owe a vampire for anything. They’ll take your debts to the grave. It happened with your neighbor once - you learned early on to be wary of any offer made by one of them. Never make a deal with one of the devils.

“You won’t be indebted for it.” John chuckles as if he can read your damn mind. Maybe he can.

You chew your lip. It’s at least an hour walk to the metro station from here. You don’t want him to see where you live, though. It will ruin the illusion. Images flash through your mind of the craggily walls of your apartment building. The syringes that line the sidewalk. There’s that massive blood stain on the front steps they still haven’t cleaned up after five years.

But then you meet his eyes. They’re so sincere. So bright. Whatever that tug is in your chest that keeps giving into them pulls again. It’s unraveling you, making you insane. Surely that’s it, you’re finally going insane.

“Okay.” It comes out weaker than you’d like.

John grins a though you gave him the greatest gift in history. It makes your face hot - leaves you shifting awkwardly. You’re not used to that much emotion carved into their marble features. This coven is too expressive. It’s putting you on edge, leaving you with your guard up. Against what, though? What’s the point? Shouldn’t you be happy and play into their more excitable nature?

It’s too unfamiliar. Too otherworldly to see human emotion on their god like features.

A cool finger hooks under your chin, lifting your face to meet John’s gaze. “You think too much.”

You scoff and tear your face away from his hand. Thinking keeps you alive. The girls that don’t think don’t survive past their teens. You have to be smart to stay alive here. To even have a hope of keeping up with creatures who contain centuries of knowledge and experience. Who are so far ahead in the race the best you can do is limp along in the dust.

A valet pulls the car around. John changed into jeans and half zip sweater. You would die before admitting to the small bit of disappointment at him donning a shirt. You expect the black SUV from the night before to pull up. Instead, you’re met with a basic sedan. It’s still nice - obviously new. The seats are a soft, well cared for leather.

“So is this what you do? Invite prostitutes over for omlettes and tea and then drive them home?” You blurt as John starts the car. That itch to dissect their thought processes continues to plague the back of your mind.

“Tea?” He repeats, a brow raised.

“Simon made me tea last night.”

John laughs. “Kyle really did fuck your throat raw, then?”

You whirl on him, eyes wide.

“Don’t act so surprised. Johnny can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life. Said you took it beautifully.” John sighs. “Bit jealous I didn’t get to watch the show. A good cigar and whiskey in hand? The perfect night, I think. Might have to recreate it…”

That last bit sounds more for him than for you.

You shouldn’t blush. You’ve been doing this long enough that there’s no reason to blush anymore. You have no right to be flustered over something as simple as sex. It’s the way he says it, you think. The way desire drips from every syllable as though he’s never said anything more true in his immortal life.

You just hide behind a huff and look out the window. “You’re all very weird, you know that?”

“Are we, now?” John rests his elbow on the door and his head on his hand. He weaves through the chaotic city roads expertly.

“You’re too…” You wrinkle your nose, pausing. The word gets lost on your tongue.

“Human?”

“If you say so.”

John chuckles. “You’re just as weird, you know that?”

“I am not weird!” You snap indignantly.

“If you say so.”

You have to do a double take when he pulls up to your apartment. Is it really that fast by car? What was that, ten minutes? The train is a nearly twenty minute ride with two fifteen minute walks. The walk is nearly three hours - two if you take the back way.

“Everythin’ alright?” He asks, voice dropping to a low drawl. You shake your head to clear it, pulling your respirator out of your coat.

“Don’t you need a-“ You stop when you meet John’s deadpan expression. “Oh, right.”

“Appreciate the concern, love.” He chuckles. It’s a surprisingly warm sound.

You reach for the door, respirator in hand and at the ready. You pause when John lays a hand lightly on your shoulder. Turning back, your eyes meeting his. There’s that storm again. The one he looked at you with before. Something roiling underneath the surface.

“Fancy?”

“Yes?”

“Before you go.” John leans forward. “C’mere.”

You assume he wants a kiss. It wouldn’t surprise you - a little thank you for the ride. Frankly, you should have thought of it first. Instead, he ducks his head to the side at the last moment. His hand tangles gently but firmly in your hair to pull your head to the side, leaving your neck craned and exposed. You freeze. Fear takes over - your heart rate immediately spiking. Your hands fist his coat, pushing as hard as you can against the unmoving mountain that is his body.

“John-“ Your voice cracks. “Please don’t-“

“Need t’ make sure you’re safe…” He mumbles.

A fang catches your skin. You freeze.

It drags across your neck, down the arch of your artery. You suck in a hear breath, the skin not quite breaking under the touch. Before you can speak or begin pushing again or even try to get out of the car, he bites down. A yelp escapes you as his teeth slowly sink in - only through the top most layer of skin. Not enough to puncture the artery or even for his other teeth to bite into your skin.

Your whole body shakes. “What’re you-“

John shushes you as he pulls away, eyes locked on the cut he made on your neck. You can feel the wet blood beginning to drip down your neck. His hand stays in your hair, holding you in place. The blue of his irises seems somehow brighter, pupils so narrowed they don’t look to be more than pinpricks. After a few beats he seems satisfied, letting your hair go and sitting back in his seat.

“Just a precaution, love.”The vampire looks you over, eyes suddenly painfully soft again. “Take care of yourself.”

Your eyes flick between his. A cold, rushing fear pumps through your veins. Your mouth opens and closes like a fish before you finally come to your senses, taking the chance to dash out of the car and toward your apartment. Fight or flight pushing away any ability to ask what the fuck that was. By the time you turn around to check behind you, John is far down the street.

You rush to your bathroom mirror, tossing your respirator to the ground as soon as you’re in your front door. It’s not deep. He didn’t even lick up after himself - a thin trail of blood pooling around your clavicle before continuing down. It wasn’t about drinking. You hiss as your fingers lightly test the tender skin.

What the fuck?

He’s a vampire. At the end of the day that’s all he is. No facial expressions or ability to cook will undo that he’s a different creature entirely. Was that what this is about? Reminding you what they are? The power they have? You wouldn’t put it past one of them, the sick fucks. What kind of fool were you to think they’re at all different.

After a shower and finally changing into some pajamas (minus a certain vampire’s tshirt that he will not be getting back) you go to grab your lamp. It doesn’t take long to set up the UV light, just dragging it out of storage and setting up the shade above it so that the rays concentrate downward onto your skin. You slowly sink to the ground. Exhaustion clings to your bones. They feel brittle and heavy simultaneously.

You sigh, curling up under the warm light like a cat. You have to be smart about how long you stay under it - the damn thing runs up the electricity bill like nothing else. Plus, too long under it can cause serious skin damage. As much as you’d rather go without, you’ve seen what happens to those that do.

You half heartedly re-count out the envelope of money, still feeling overwhelmed at the sheer amount of it. At the whole situation at hand. You realize quickly enough that despite having the money to do almost anything you don’t actually… know what to do. Despite the plan being to save up and get out of the slums you never really planned for what to do once you were out of the slums.

The realization that you never truly believed you could do it, even unconsciously, is a little heartbreaking.

Do you keep working at the club? Hope that these clients like you enough to keep up with your new lifestyle? Pray that they enjoy fucking you for long enough to save up? Do you even want to see them after what John just did? Do you look for another job? There isn’t much you can get when the whole of your resume is stamped with WHORE in bright red letters.

With a low groan you slump back on the floor and throw your arm over your eyes. Everything is so fucked. You’re lost in it and it’s all fucked.

Normally, you would avoid information about the people that come in and out of your club. They’re looking for discretion, after all. A place to hide away from the dealings of life. A fantasy. If you were smart, you’d stick with that habit. Especially when it comes to the ones that literally compel you to forget their business.

John just lost the right to any discretion after that stunt in the car.

You open up your shitty laptop that requires five hail mary’s to start. It greets you with the top headlines of the day, all just as enjoyable as you’d expect.

UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE FOUND IN FOUR MORE JANE DOES

NEW DRUG CYTH TAKING THE UNDERGROUND MARKETS BY STORM

CORPSE FOUND WITH BLOOD LEAKING FROM PORES

You close them out, for your own sanity, and type John’s name into the search bar. A few things come up - some company called One-Four-One with the most nothing description about what kind of company they are. They “develop products and services” - aka they’re a shell for shady bullshit. They’re listed as the benefactor for some lower city charities and given responsibility for several mergers and buy-outs in the upper city. All the things you’d expect from a corporation.

It’s too clean, though. You’ve been living in the underbelly long enough to know what a front looks like. Not that you’re surprised. Every vampire corporation is a cover for a million other little inner workings you will never be privy to.

The only pictures of John are a few from press reports. His imposing figure standing behind some ugly podium with a logo hastily plastered across the front. He has a commanding air about him behind all those microphones - like a preacher or a politician. Fitting.

Johnny and Kyle have a far more risqué library. Images with models and other beautiful women. The kinds of things you’d expect from young, playboy vampires stretching over the past century at least, according to the archive dates. The boys aren’t the focus of the images - it’s all paparazzi for the women - but they’re in them nonetheless. How the hell did Johnny manage to squeeze into a pair of leather pants like that?

Simon doesn’t even seem to exist. A total ghost. No matter how deep you go you can’t find a trace of him. You manage to get all the way back to the 1990s in the archive and still come up with jack shit.

You’re left with more questions than answers and a distinct understanding that you shouldn’t ask any of them. You knew that already, though, and you have no plans to let John Price close enough to speak to you anytime soon.

You didn’t realize you fell asleep up until you wake, alarm blaring in your ear that it’s time to get up and go to work. It never ends. You still feel so fucking tired, body heavy and eyes stinging. A haze settles over your mind as you fall into your constant routine. Makeup, hair, dress, respirator on, walk, train, respirator off, walk.

Your locker in the back room fights you, forcing you to practically break it open. Just another thing to leave you feeling angry and useless.

“I heard they got Red.” The girl beside you whispers. She’s mousy, new. A gossiper. She even tried to talk to you, at least before she found out that you apparently steal clients.

The girl she’s speaking to side eyes her. “What do you mean got ‘er?”

“With that new drug - Cyth or whatever.”

“Cyth isn’t real. It’s just people making up shit to cover up what the vamps are doing. As if we don’t already know.”

“But what about-“ You don’t hear the rest of what she says, her voice drowning out as you leave the back room.

Time seems to crawl by at the club without the men. You hate it. Not just the slowness of the day but the fact that they’ve had that effect on you. That these creatures you barley know have invaded your thoughts. Wormed themselves into the nooks and crannies of your psyche. Marked you - however temporarily that may be.

The patrons avoid your eyes. You serve their drinks, and where they would normally make a salacious remark or grab onto you they just offer a huffy thanks and ignore you. The tips are garbage, even the other serving girls notice and begin to basically steal your tables. It has to be the bite.

Why, though? Plenty of serving girls have fresh bite marks and they aren’t getting reactions like that. You can count four on the main floor right now.

At least once the day is over, it’s over. You can go home and hide away. Be angry in peace. Maybe make a plan for what to do. Maybe you can leave the city you and your friends talked about as teens. Except they’re all dead now and you’re pretty sure there isn’t anything outside of the dome anymore. At least not anything you could get to.

The other girls don’t walk with you to the metro anymore. The streets are never truly empty in the main city. There’s no real day or night. It’s only the places humans inhabit that become abandoned during the “night.” As you exit the lower city station, the streets empty out. It’s just you, footsteps echoing off buildings. The smog in the air only makes it darker - even harder to navigate.

Until a second pair of footsteps appears, fast and growing louder by the second. Before you can even begin to run or check behind you a force slams into you, sending you tumbling down onto harsh concrete and into an alley.

You’re cornered. There’s nowhere to go. Before you can grapple for your garlic spray the vampire has your wrists in his hand, pulling you up to dangle in front of him. The backs of your hands and arms scrape against the rough brick of the building he’s pinned you too. It hurts, cutting deep into your skin under the pressure of his strength.

The thing hisses, ripping off the neck guard attached to your respirator. The whole thing goes clattering to the ground. You choke on the poison air, lungs immediately rejecting it.

You tip your eyes to the obstructed sky. Of course it would end this way. It’s the end for you all, isn’t it? Just another body in an alley. Another free apartment for people to fight over. Another headline for people to frown at on the train. You wonder if they would use your name or just leave you as another Jane Doe.

What do the real stars look like, anyway?

He takes a long inhale and freezes in place. You can barely make out wide, frenzied eyes. A hood blocks any of his other features. His breath hastens, chest heaving against yours. What the hell is he waiting for?

Suddenly he reels backward, hissing and spitting. Muttering words you don’t understand. It drops you so suddenly that you collapse to the ground. Unable to gain any footing, still coughing and choking.

“What-“ You’re not even sure why you want to ask it a question. Before you can at all the thing runs away down the alley. Your hand travels up to your neck.

The bite.

A coughing fit sends you doubling over and you blearing grope around the ground for your respirator. At least it didn’t get smashed, you sigh in relief - clipping it back around your face and neck.

Your hands shake and you turn, staring up at that massive skyscraper hanging above the city. It’s taunting you. You feel like you can almost see John staring down at you, toying with you. An anger flares in your body so hot you almost feel as thought you’ve caught fire. He wants to fuck with you? To make you feel weak? To try to lay some sort of claim?

Fine. You can play ball.

A/N: John “you don’t need to know what’s going on, love, just do what I say” Price and Miss “don’t fuck with my independence” Fancy

I don’t love this chapter but I gotta get plot moving and grooving.

#simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #call of duty #cod #cod x reader #ghost cod #ghost x reader #johnny soap mctavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #john price x reader #captain price x reader #captain john price #poly 141 x reader #poly 141 #polyamory #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #vampire au #simon ghost x reader #plus size reader #fem reader #fat reader #john price

[honeipie]

THE INTERVIEW

katsuki x reader

synopsis: katsuki won’t do interviews for anyone. well, anyone that isn’t you.

this is part two of the first hockey boys katsuki post which you can find here

after the interaction at the bar, you and katsuki had been seeing more and more of each other, not only on a professional level, but a personal one as well. in public he'd answer your questions dead last during the press conferences, but you waited each time. knowing that when it was over he wouldn’t leave your side at that bar.

it didn’t take long for the two of you to start dating. you knew you liked him, and he liked you.

the two of you never made your relationship known to the public, due to the small fear you had of it interfering with your job. katsuki never minded, as long as you came home with him at the end of the day he wasn't going to complain.

so five months later here you were, in bed with one of the best hockey players in the league, trying to escape his need to cuddle.

buzz. buzz. buzz.

"get your damn phone will ya?" katsuki mumbled, pressing his eyes shut. you let out a long sigh eyes opening slowly.

"i would if you weren't holding me down like a damn paperweight" he only grumbled loosening his arm around your torso. you couldn’t help but giggle picking up the phone.

“don’t worry my baby. i’ll make it up to you”

“shut up” this made him fully let go and turn his body around. you couldn’t help but fully burst out in laughter at his dramatics before you answered your phone.

“hello?” you rubbed off the sleep that still clouded your eyes.

“y/n, sorry to call you this early but we’re going to need to have a meeting quickly. i hope you don’t mind”

you contained the groan you wanted to let out and opted for a small sigh instead “i’ll be there in an hour” hanging up you turned back to your boyfriend placing your chin in his shoulder.

“i gotta go to work kats”

he grumbled something before turning around to fully face you “this is the one day i don’t gotta go to practice and now they’re callin’ you in? what the hell?”

“i know it sucks, but i’ll be back as soon as possible ‘kay? it’s just a meeting then i should be done” you pulled him in for a kiss which he sleepily returned.

“ugh your breath-“

“shut the fuck up”

even through your teasing he couldn’t help but smirk a little. you got out of the bed opening up his closet. he had opened up a space for you knowing that you might have to get up and go. you picked out something that was comfortable, but still work appropriate. you didn’t plan on staying long anyways.

by the time you exited the closet you were quickly putting on lipstick and looking in the nearest mirror you could find. at this point, katsuki had gotten up and made his way over to you.

“you look nice”

he placed kisses at the crook of your neck, which you were trying not let get to you. cause if you did you would not be getting to work.

“thanks!” you put some earrings in trying not to tilt your head too much where he could have more leverage over you. once they were in you turned around making his head snap back up “i will be back. please remind me cause you know how i could stay there for hours” cupping his cheeks you pulled him in for one last kiss which left a lipstick stain, but you weren’t going to be the one to tell him that.

when you arrived at the station you said your casual hello’s before making your way into one of the conference rooms. luckily, there was already a coffee sitting there waiting for you. ever since you had drawn more attention for the station you’ve been getting some more positive attention.

“hello sir” you greeted your boss with a smile going to sit down across from him. he smiled back at you his teeth practically shining from all the whitening his does.

“there she is! sorry for calling you in on such short notice. i know you probably have errands to attend to" you only shrugged going to take a sip of your coffee "the reason i called you up is because we need something big. we've been getting attention from the players and that's good, but the season is almost over, and we can't just rely on those press conferences anymore. we need something bigger. remember those locker room interviews i was talking about? i was wondering if you could score one with any of the teammates. if you could pull it off, do it with bakugo. he seems to do strangely well with you"

your eyes flit up to meet his. you thought that you could get away with the press conferences for at least the rest of the season. katsuki and you never really delved too dead into work conversation. you'd always hit him with the little 'how was work' and his response never failed, 'y/n you were there'. that was all you would really do. you didn't want him to think that you were with him just to get information out of him, so you never said much about what your boss asked you to do.

"that should be okay with you right? i mean you are our star reporter"

clearing your throat you nodded "i should be able to pull something through. is this all? not to be rude, but i do have some plans for the rest of the day"

he shook his head standing up from his chair "that's all i got for ya" he walked over to give your hand a firm shake "thanks for being so cooperative. shoot me an email when you've got something" with that, he was out of the door.

your keys clanged against the ceramic bowl you made on one of you and katsuki's date nights. he had made one too, you just use it to keep your rings in. katsuki stood in the kitchen already starting prep on some dinner for later. you slipped off your shoes going over to stand next to him.

"how was your meeting?" he asked using a knife to scrape vegetables into a bowl. all you could do was shrug and hop onto the island counter.

"it was okay" you watched as his back muscles flexed along with his movements. katsuki was good on the ice for sure, but in the kitchen? it was like everything he touched was approved by God himself. after he had made your favorite meal after a long day you had never gone back to cooking yourself.

katsuki finished with the last of the vegetables before walking over to you. both hands rested by your thighs, which you wrapped around his waist bringing him closer “hello handsome” you went to lean in but to your surprise he dodged.

he must’ve noticed the offended look that crossed your face “tell me what’s up”

“nothing is up! i just wanted a kiss!”

“don’t lie to me. i just can tell something is wrong. don’t ask how, just tell me so i can help. don’t want you moping around the house bringin’ the mood down”

“weird way of saying you care” your fingers went up to play with some of his hair.

“i do care. that’s why i’m asking”

a small pout formed on your lips as you thought “i don’t want this to ruin what we have. i don’t want you to think im using you or anything, cause i’m not. i love you kat,” if you being upset before didn’t concern him enough this definitely did “my boss is asking me to get a locker room interview with someone on the team-“

“i’ll do it”

it was so quick you could’ve missed it. he didn’t look upset, or even angry. katsuki just shrugged as if it was an every day occurrence. as if he doesn’t brush off every single one on one interview there is. no, you’ve seriously seen him delete the emails before even opening them. fucking spam is what he calls them.

your eyebrows furrowed together at his words “you’re- you’re sure about this?”

“yeah why not. you’re definitely the one doing the interview right? plus if you don’t want it to be with me i’ll force one of the other extras to do it. they fuckin’ love the attention.. was that it?”

“i’ll be doing the interview for sure, and that was it”

he leaned down finally giving you the kiss you wanted along with a small ‘love you’ at the very end.

when he kissed you, there was an unusual feeling on his bottom lip. pulling away you put your thumb over his lip feeling out the bump.

"what the fuck? do you have herpes or some shit?"

katsuki pulled away with an offended expression "no i don't have fuckin' herpes! and if i did, i would've gotten it from your dumbass!"

"well i don't have herpes so where did the herpes bump come from?"

"stop calling it that!"

your stomach was hurting from laughter and katsuki was trying not to give in to your stupid jokes "i got it from that game yesterday. it's starting to swell up a bit" you tilted your head letting your thumb graze over it again.

"babe, you've gotta stop fighting. i don't want to mistake you for having STDs again-"

"is this your weird way of saying you care?"

"i do care"

the two of you stared at each other for a good minute, neither backing down until he let out a huff "fine. can't believe you're doin' this to me" he grumbled going to walk away into the bedroom “come get into some more comfortable clothes. i want to lay down to make up for this morning"

katsuki had a game the next day, so of course you sat right behind the bench where the team sat. it was a close match the whole game. tensions were high between both of the teams, and everyone could feel it. all throughout there was one player on the other team that was really pissing katsuki off, and you could tell from where you were sitting. the way he would skate quickly away from him every time he would get close. the way he would make the whole bench shake every time he sat down in rotations.

there was no physical contact made from either side. not until katsuki scored a goal for his team which must've aggravated the other enough to the point of bodychecking katsuki, hard.

the crowd egged the players actions on with ‘oooohs’ and ‘oh shits!’

now katsuki was livid. you could see him doing a quick turn around to face the player again, but suddenly stopped himself.

katsuki shook his head, and skated away.

the whole crowed murmured in confusion, the player who instigated it was confused. hell, you were even confused.

the day katsuki bakugou refused a fight has finally come.

after the game had finished, and everyone cleared out of the locker room, the station got it set up for the interview. you had taken katsuki into the coach’s office to explain how it was going to go down “so it’s not like a regular locker room interview. it’s going to be like a podcast episode. people eat those up nowadays so this is gonna be good-“

“hm” he was half listening to whatever you were saying. his face was buried in your neck and hands pulled you in by your waist. the blinds were closed and the door was shut, so there was a fifty-fifty chance you could’ve gotten caught, and he was willing to take it.

you decided explaining any more would be useless. all of it going through one ear and out the other. so you moved your hands up the back of his shirt making him shiver slightly “you did good today. i saw your goals”

“thanks baby” he whispered back placing soft kisses along your neck “we can go home after this right?”

“right after, then take a hot bath”

“then let’s get this over with” hesitantly, he pulled away from you going to open the door. you could tell how the game wore him out by how his shoulders sagged slightly, and his hair was a mess. hand going to his shoulder you stopped him “hey, we can do this another day”

he shook his head grabbing one of his baseball caps “nah i’m fine. turn this shit on” nodding you got into you seat. he settled into his but couldn’t help but watched as you fixed your appearance looking into one of the screens nearby. fixing your lipstick because he accidentally smeared it from the after game kiss. the way you straightened out your clothes because of the way he relaxed onto you like a pillow. he loved seeing the evidence of his love all over you, even if nobody knew.

man, he was starting to regret agreeing to keeping this secret.

“are you ready mr. bakugo?” you asked as if you didn’t even know him.

“yeah ‘m ready”

the interview was going smoothly for the most part. you asked him questions and he either gave you one of his famous snarky remarks, or an actual thought out answer. the topic of conversation had turned onto the events of today’s game, and you had questions already lined up in your head.

“so mr. bakugo you had a good game today with you and your teammates pulling in yet another victory. though i’m sure everyone is wondering why you didn’t involve yourself in the fight today. i mean that player was being pretty hostile”

katsuki shrugged pulling the mic away from his mouth a bit “my girl doesn’t like when i fight”

your eyebrow raised at his statement. the team behind the cameras ears perked up at the new information.

“your girl? you- you have a girlfriend?”

his eyes flit up to yours trying to contain his budding smirk “yeah i do. congratulations, you’re the first people to publicly know. other than the team”

“if you don’t mind me asking. how long have you and your girlfriend been together?”

“almost six months”

“so almost half a year. she must have something special if she could tie you down”

both of you were now smiling at each other. it wasn’t shocking that you were smiling, but katsuki? hell must’ve frozen over.

“yeah she’s special as hell, and pretty. might put a ring on her finger one of these days if that’s what she wants” he adjusted the mic once more “people might say that’s quick, but i say when you know you know. why waste time?”

you had choked on your spit causing a coughing fit. katsuki covered his face to hide the fact that he was chuckling at your misfortune. once you pulled yourself together you shook your head “i’m sorry about that. i don’t know what happened”

“don’t worry about it”

“well thank you so much mr. bakugo for doing this interview with us. you’ve been amazing”

he mumbled out a ‘you’re welcome’ before the cameras stopped rolling. you got up quickly making sure the crew had everything they needed before you made your way outside. both you and katsuki had driven your own cars here so you would simply meet him at home.

by the time he had gotten there you had already run the bath and gotten in. you could hear the soft pats of his clothes hitting the floor as he made his way into the bathroom. carefully, he slipped into the tub behind you, muscles instantly relaxing. the two of you sat in comfortable silence for a while. just basking in the warmth of the tub.

“you’re good at your job”

“thanks” you looked over your shoulder to see that his head was tilted back. his adam’s apple bobbed a little because of your movements.

“whatcha starin’ at me for?”

“cause your pretty. and i want to know if you meant what you said”

his one eye opened to look over at you “what did i say?”

katsuki knew what he said. he just wanted to be able to hear his words become yours.

“that you wanted to marry me”

he closed his eye again moving his arms to wrap around your body. they pulled you close with ease enveloping you in more warmth.

“i meant every fuckin’ word”

@v4mp3r

@yeehawgiddyup13

@b134ch-m4h-ey3z

@liluvtojineteyam

#honeipie #anime #bnha x reader #mha #writing #x reader #bnha bakugou #drabble #katsuki #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x y/n #hockey au #katsuki bakugo mha #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki x you #bnha

[iamirish]

Joost Klein × Reader

Cuddling in Bed

A/n: I just really quickly wrote this one-shot because I had some spare time. It might be shit but oh well! This one is also Gender neutral!! I am also aware that English is mainly spoken here in Ireland, but readers family grew up speaking Irish.

*Introduction: Joost and reader have been dating since a few months before Eurovision started. They are both representing their own countries (The Netherlands and Ireland). They are now relaxing in Joost's hotel room after a long day.*

The quiet buzz of the TV could be heard in the background as I lay with my head on Joost's chest in his arms in his bed. These days, with all the craziness of Eurovision it was rare to have these little moments of peace together, so I made sure to cherish every second.

It was late and we were both exhausted from the long day of rehearsals we had just had. I looked up at him with tired eyes and softly said "Joost, tá a fhios agat, is breá liom a bheith thart timpeall ort." (Joost, you know, I really love being around you). He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Huh?" He responded with a soft smile but a confused look on his face.

I laughed a little realising that I wasn't speaking English. When I was tired, I always spoke in Irish instead by accident. I then smiled up at him and said "Sorry babe I keep doing that....anyway I meant, I love being around you." He laughed a little aswell as I explained and in response he gently spoke and said "Ahh now I understand. I must study up on my Irish, eh? You understand so much of my Dutch y/n, it's about time I start learning some more Irish."

I smiled widely back at him. I was so happy that he was really willing to learn my native language for me. To be fair, I do know a good amount of Dutch and he knows barely any Irish. I reached up and kissed him on the cheek before saying "I'd really like that, thank you milséan." (Sweetheart). He reached down and lazily brushed my lips with his before softly responding with "Anything for you schat." (Darling).

A/n: Some translations might not be exact because some English words simply just don't exist in Irish and I don't actually speak Dutch so apologies if they aren't correct!! Hope you all like this 🫶 (Again, I've only started writing so tips and feedback is greatly appreciated!!)

#joost klein x reader #eurovision #joost klein fanfiction #joost klein #joost #free joost #i love him #irish #fluff

[sweetbearbakery]

CAN I GET UHHHHH large peach cupcake w/ powdered sugar… aaand… akaza and/or sanemi demon slayer. also dubcon would be great 🙏

One bed trope with NEW Bf!Sanemi

Summary: A nervous and virgin!Bf!Sanemi who has never dated before. Thinking that sharing a bed with is NEW and FIRST lover shouldn't be a problem, right?

Pairing: Bf!Sanemi X Chubby!reader

Content: Smut, Swearing, Some fluff, Tit grabbing, Oral (f! receiving), virgin!Sanemi, Teasing, and just a very loving and slightly feral Sanemi.

Word count: 505

Thank you for the lovely request Anon! <3

Bf!Sanemi who has never shared a bed alone with anyone, let alone cuddled.

Bf!Sanemi  who lays on the very edge of the bed at first because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

Bf!Sanemi who secretly loves it when you lay your head on his or on his shoulder

Bf!Sanemi  who asked if he could lay his head on your thighs “just once” because of how plushy they looked

Bf!Sanemi  who gets shamefully embarrassed when he gets hard when you first called him ‘Semi”

Bf!Sanemi  Who is shy when it comes to intimacy because he's a virgin. Barely ever having time to please himself due to the corps and his missions. 

Bf!Sanemi  Who has tried to kiss you before but ended up leaving small pecks on your cheek before running off to the training grounds. 

Bf!Sanemi Who gets a bit flustered when you ask to cuddle. He tries his best, he doesn't really know how to cuddle anyway.

Bf!Sanemi Who is somehow now laying his head on your thighs while you play with his hair.

Bf!Sanemi Who once he first got consent, started to kiss your thighs when lying on them. Changing the way he was laying down to slightly burying his head in the plush of your thighs.

Bf!Sanemi  Who got somewhat startled when you placed your feet on the side of his shoulder while his face was buried in your thighs. Mischievously spreading your own legs a bit so he could see a bit of your pink, soaked through panties. 

Bf!Sanemi Who started to get painfully hard when you slid your hand between your legs and pushed the fabric aside to reveal your pussy, glistening with your own wetness.

Bf!Sanemi  Who blushed furiously as you looked down at him with a smile. Your other hand playing with his hair as you asked “Semi?” Fuck….that name again. “Semi, do you wanna touch me?...Please Semi....”

Bf!Sanemi  Who almost fucking loses it as he shoots up and starts to kiss you, sliding his knee between your push thighs. Grinding his knee on your pussy to tease you

Bf!Sanemi  Who puts one hand on your stomach and starts to leave small pinches on your plush skin while he slips his tongue into your mouth. He didn’t care anymore.

Bf!Sanemi Who you can tell is inexperienced and sloppy as he starts to kiss down your body, lightly biting the plush of your breast. His hand traveling up from your stomach to squeeze your tits. Who also started biting his lip as he watched the plush of your breast squish in between his fingers. Groaning at the sighting of your hard nipples.

Bf!Sanemi Who in no time was buried in between your legs, eating you out like a starved dog. Grabbing the fat of your thighs to hold you still. Just going at it, it was sloppy and all over the place but, fuck….it felt so good.

#smut #fluff #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi x reader #kny x reader #chubby reader #one bed trope #kny fluff #kny smut #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer smut #demon slayer sanemi #kny sanemi #tumblr fyp #sanemi headcanons #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons

[mattsfavbigtitties]

NSFW Alphabet/ Matt S.

Warnings: Smut-ish, some suggestive stuff, and fluff

A/n: im currently writing nick and Chris' version rn and this was an accident post😭😭, but as Bob ross says only happy lil accidents:D. Anyways nicks is sfw so dw.

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

Matt would definitely get you cleaned up right away. He would be so sweet about it too, saying such reassuring words to you while wiping away any juices on you. He would always clean himself last because you’re more important to him! And he’s definitely a cuddler! He’l cuddle up to you after and kiss you.

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

Loves his arms, sees you admiring the ink. Totally a titty man, loves grabbing onto your tits either way you’re positioned doing ‘it’

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Loves coming on your face after a blowjob, just your pretty face dedicated to him and him only.

D = Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

Would NEVER tell you this, but he’d let you peg him if you ever asked.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like Matt wouldn't be so experienced. He knows the basic stuff, but you help him experiment with his likes and dislikes.

F = Favorite Position (Literally this)

Definitely missionary, wants to see your pretty face contort in how much you love it.

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

I feel like he would make some jokes in the beginning, but once he’s in HE’S IN serious.

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

Matt would probably be pretty well cleaned up down there. Maybe a few centimeters long, but not too long to get in the way. I'd say very well trimmed.

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

I think Matt would be pretty intimate in times needed. Nice and lovingly romantic with you. Lots of ‘i love you’s.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’d rarely masturbate, but when he does it’ll be because of something you did or a picture you posted.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

You being dominant is a kink of his rarely used, but in the meantime he likes spanking and praising you.

L = Location (Favorite places to do ‘it’)

More than loves being in his bed with you, but every once in a while he’ll get risky with you in a more public setting or just plain in the kitchen while Nick and Chris are gone.

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

He definitely gets going when you kiss his neck or just subtly push your boobs on him when hugging, any teasing from you really.

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

Matt would never be into anything with whips, like degradation and BDSM.

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

He absolutely LOVES when you give him head, but I’d like to think he’s more of a giver than receiver in this case.

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

He’ll do it slow and sensual most times, but in the right times he’d give in to you(or he had a really rough day) if you need it rough and fast.

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

I don’t think he’d be into quickies a lot, more like the romantic type. If he were to have a quickie it'd be 'cause you made work of teasing him so much he couldn't wait.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

He’ll definitely experiment with whatever you’re comfortable with and if you request, you shall receive. Unless it’s something he doesn’t like then he’ll tell you right away.

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

I’d say maybe 2 rounds at the most. I think he’d be too sensitive to continue with more. But if you need anything more than that he’ll totally eat you out some.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? do they use them?)

I can’t see him with any toys, but if he had one it’d probably be a small vibrator to use on you or himself. He’d only use it when you're not there, but it usually stays hidden in his drawer, rarely used.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’d try to tease you to the brink, but in the end he’s not wasting any time with you.

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

He’ll groan and moan in your ear and maybe the occasional whimper if you’re on round 2.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon)

Matt eating you out with his stubble>>

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

He’s definitely not the biggest, maybe a little over average, but he uses it to the best of his abilities and always makes a mess of you.

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

I don’t think he’d be very sexual in your relationship. He just loves spending time with you the most.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they falls asleep afterwards)

I’d say after cleaning up and everything he’d wait for you to fall asleep before he did. And when he does, he’s knocked out.

#matt sturniolo #mathew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #mattsfavbigtitties #mattsfavbigtittiesaus #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo imagine #the sturniolo triplets

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hey friend 👋

it took me a hot minute to try and remember this ask because i came up with it a while ago and its just kind of been…floating around in my brain? i guess? because you know i would never disrespect you snd ask you when requests were closed 👎👎

but anyway

so i was thinking jason x apollo reader who seems to always get sick with little thinks like sniffles or whateva even though shes literally the daughter of the medicine god

anyway i just think it would be cute to have jason being all lovey and caring and trying to help and stuff

thanks queen ❤️

✮⋆˙ achoo and a-bless you! - jason grace x daughter of apollo! reader blurb

𝜗𝜚 content…jason grace x daughter of apollo! reader blurb 𝜗𝜚 warning…none! 𝜗𝜚 letters from the author…this was so cutesy and fun!! i also still have a lingering sniffle from when i was sick like a MONTH ago but it's starting to go away, praise the lord!! also, thank you for respecting the closed inbox!! OH this is also in part for @maybxlle as she asked so kindly for some jason fluff!! here you guys go, he's still alive in this one...for now MWHAHAHAHAHA

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"ACHOO!"

"and a-bless you!" jason called back to your sneeze, causing you to roll your eyes as you rubbed at your nose with a tissue.

"you think you're sooo funny," you mocked as he came back into view, a mug held in his hands, which he proudly presented to you.

"sometimes. you want some more cough drops?" he asked, watching with a greater interest than needed as you sipped your tea with a content smile.

"nah. could use some special superman cuddles, though," you winked at the boy with a wide grin. now it was his turn to roll his eyes but he flopped into bed with you nonetheless, easily configuring himself around you.

"feeling any better?" he muttered into the crook of your neck, his nose nuzzling against the skin there. you simply hummed in response, pushing impossibly closer to him.

but, then your nose was twitching again and you were bursting out of his arms, sneezing away from him. and he had the audacity to laugh at you, causing you to glare at him while you grabbed yet another tissue.

"yeah, yeah, laugh it up."

"you don't find it a little ironic? the sickly daughter of apollo?" teased jason, which earned him a used tissue to the chest. if anyone else would have done it, he'd shock the daylights out of them. but, it was you. so he simply tossed it to the trash, using a light breeze to ensure buckets.

"never claimed to be medically proficient," you shrugged, returning to his side, this time with a box of tissue.

"clearly, sneezy," the son of jupiter continued to tease, his smirk growing at the glare that was turned to him and the finger shoved into his chest.

"watch it, bird boy, i could leave you looking like a pin cushion with my arrows."

"but you wouldn't."

"nah. your face is too handsome to be a bullseye."

“…thanks?”

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #hoo #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #jason grace #jason grace x you #jason grace x y/n #the heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus #jason grace x reader #the lost hero #pjo hoo toa #toa #jason grace fanfic

[zaceouiswriting]

More than one surprise

Character: Theo Raeken x male (brother) reader

Universe: Somewhere in Teen Wolf

Warnings: Mentioned smut, implied incestuous behavior

Although it is customary to open my little brother's door without knocking - ever since he started doing it when he was eight years old - nothing out of the ordinary has ever happened. But today it offered me an unforgettable sight.

“What are you doing, bud?” My voice makes Theo jump and sit up in an instant.

“Can't you knock?” He replies angrily. Rightfully so.

I smirk shamelessly at him, savoring the moment of his embarrassment. “You taught me that knocking is unnecessary,” I tell him sarcastically as I take a sip from my coffee mug. "Anyway. I just wanted to- wait, is that my underwear?" Looking closer at his hand, I could see the baby blue of my Calvin Klein underwear - I had worn the day before and had already thrown in the laundry basket. Theo's eyes widen as his gaze shifts to where I'm looking. When our eyes meet again a second later, I can't suppress a wide grin. "You can keep it. I don't think I want it anymore."

Theo's face turns red; he is obviously embarrassed by the situation, but who am I to care? If he wants to be thirsty for me, he can do that. 

I leisurely sip my morning coffee. My mind is barely there, even though I've been awake for hours, casting my mischievous, glistening eyes over the rim of my mug so I wouldn't have to take my eyes off my not-so-little brother. He looks good - much better than I did at his age. His biceps, which he flexes involuntarily, were big enough to choke someone. His broad shoulders and large pecs make him look more like a man to me than the boy I always saw him as.

“You know, I thought you would be smaller. I mean, much smaller. That thing is almost inappropriately large. What the hell did you eat?" I grin from ear to ear as I see his hand searching for something to throw, which gives me more than enough time to get the door in front of me for safety. And not a second too late, as just as the door blocks my sight, a pillow, deflected by it, falls to the floor. “I just came to tell you breakfast is ready, dude. So when you’re done choking out your juices, come downstairs.”

I've just finished speaking when I can see yet another object flying in my direction. However, before it can hit me, just like before, I use the door to block it, but this time I slam the door shut, whereupon I start to laugh. The situation is just too amusing. Other men would have knocked Theo's teeth out for doing something like that - jerking off to someone else's underwear. But I always knew how he felt about me.

Theo was never good at hiding his feelings. I like to spoil him sometimes, cuddle with him, sleep in the same bed together, and hug him wherever we are. But I never thought about going as far as he wanted. Although I have to admit that the sight of him made my pants feel pretty tight.

In the middle of the hallway, not far from Theo's room - My little brother's bedroom, which he had lived in since he was a baby - I realized something. Heat rushes to my face. I can feel my resolve crumbling. Quickly, I go to my room to grab something before heading back downstairs to wait for my thirsty brother to get himself some breakfast.

It has taken him almost half an hour for Theo to appear, even though it's summer, he's wearing gray sweatpants and a hoodie that hides most of his body. As soon as he sees me, his gaze turns to the ground. He tries stealthily to grab some food so he can safely flee upstairs to avoid this situation, but I grab his wrist faster than he can react. Without mercy, I force him to sit down. With my hands firmly on his shoulders, I hold him there until I know he won't try to escape again. As always, there is resistance. To his detriment, however, I was always more stubborn than he could ever wish.

After a few failed attempts, he relaxes his shoulders, a sign of his surrender. With a satisfied grunt, I sit back down and stare at him.

“Are you still thirsty for your older brother?” I ask him neutrally so as not to make it too uncomfortable. But we had to talk about it somehow.

“Bro, don’t. It’s embarrassing enough that you saw me like that!”

I wave him off, amused. “Dude, I’ve seen you jerk off many times. I don't mean to kink or love shame you. It works in mysterious ways. But are you sure you don’t want to try to find someone else?”

“I tried, okay? I really did, but whenever it comes to... you know. I can't get hard. I always want to smell you, feel your hands on me, and feel your intense gaze when I spill my seed. I just can’t help it, okay?”

I swear to God, if I hadn't finished my coffee by now, I would have definitely choked on it to death. I've gotten many confessions of love over, but this one was dirtier than my underwear he smelled.

“Don't worry, dude; I understand. After all, you have grown to be a fine young man,” I tell him teasingly.

"Fuck!" he mutters, his face contorted with anger. "It's because of shit like this! Right now, I want nothing more than to bend you over this table and show you what you're doing to me. But it’s wrong, and I know it. We are brothers, after all.”

"So? I can't get pregnant, and neither can you." I smile mischievously at him. It's easy to incite him. As always, it works like a charm.

He swallows hard, his gaze jumping from my lips to my eyes and further down. If I wanted to, I knew I could get him to agree to anything at that moment. So I decided to put my plan into action. I tossed him a small gift and raised my eyebrow challengingly.

"What's that?" he asks, confused, visibly unsure whether he should take it or not.

"It's something I bought for someone else, but we don't see each other anymore, so maybe you would like it." I couldn't help but grin, as I was pretty sure he wouldn't just like it but love it instead.

But before he can unpack it, I jump up, walk towards him, and ruffle his wild bed hair, whereupon I almost storm straight into my bedroom. My heart beats so loudly that I can feel the pounding in my ears. It isn't a pleasant feeling, but somehow it turns me on.

[Masterlist]

#x male reader #male reader #male reader imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #theo raeken #teen wolf x male reader #theo raeken x male reader #theo raeken imagine #smut

[soaps-mohawk]

🌘 anon back in the house what whatttt

anyways been thinking about this for a while but I feel like later on in their relationship Simon is the type to (not necessarily in a sexual way) just hold reader’s boobs as…….almost as a calming mechanism???

They’re cuddling together in his bed and right as she’s about to fall asleep she feels his big warm mitt slip under her shirt and just cup her tit. Gently kneading it as a way to distract himself and warm his hands up.

same with using her butt as a pillow LMFAOO she’s reading on the rec room couch or in his bed on her stomach and he just walks in, pushes her legs apart, and lays his heavy and tired head right in the valley of her cheeks.

falls asleep of course, so she’s just stuck there until he wakes up bc she doesn’t wanna wake him up herself. Poor man needs a nap don’t we all know it

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See I always picture this as being a Johnny thing, but I could see Simon doing it too, once he's comfortable enough.

It's just kind of something that happens, something out of the blue one day when he gets enough courage to just slip his arms around the reader and cup her tits. Not doing anything, just sitting or laying there, hands cupping her breasts and holding them. Sometimes he might gently squeeze them like a stress ball, but most of the time he just kinda cradles them and then he's out like a light because they're so warm.

Using the reader's butt as a pillow definitely happens by accident. He does it to Johnny constantly, but this time Johnny's not available. He's just so tired and the reader's right there and he just kind of flops down and rests his head on a cheek and he's out. It becomes a thing after that. Simon needs a nap and Johnny's busy? Reader better get used to laying on her stomach because he wants to just rest his head right on a cheek or maybe both.

#answered #crcb lore

[iminlovewithreneerapp]

"Why are you awake?" Rejanis if you need some motivation! Just read the next chapter of 'Don't say Forever' amazing work! <3

First off thanks love!! Second here it is :)

Ever since the bus accident, regina had reoccurring nightmares that would leave her gasping for air in the middle of the night. As much as she tried to avoid it, it never ended. Not even when she was at sleepovers much to her chagrin.

She woke up and tiptoed around her friends who were sprawled all around the couch and floors. She looked back at the small mattress on the ground where her girlfriend was laying when she fell asleep. It was empty. Pulling out her phone and checking the time she realized she needed to get them both back to bed.

Not before taking a photo of damian and aaron though. Who were curled up on the couch, cuddling, damian’s mouth wide open as his head tilted back. Regina stifled a laugh, Cady would love that, before walking out of the living room and into the kitchen.

She grabbed a glass of water and led herself out the back door and into the small garage. Regina opened the door and walked in slowly smiling.

The short brunette sat on the stool a brush in her hand and biting her lip as she stared at her painting.

“Hey” regina said causing the girl to jump a bit looking back.

“Hey” she said back before turning back to her painting.

“Jay it’s late, why are you awake?” Regina asked walking up to the girl and crouching next to her. She smiled as she wiped a smear of blue paint off the girls cheek.

“I could say the same to you!” Janis shot back.

“Touche, but i’ve been up for 5 minutes and plan on going right back to sleep. I assume you haven’t even gone to sleep yet” Regina says as janis grumbles.

“It’s fine, i really have to finish this.” Janis says lightly shaking regina’s hand off her shoulder.

“You can do it tomorrow.”

“I thought we were going to the mall with everyone tomorrow” Janis says looking up at the blonde her eyes softening.

“Me and you, can stay home. If you want of course”

Janis’s brows unfurrowed as she looked back up at the blonde. She shrugged.

“I need to grab stuff at the mall anyway so it’s fine. Just let me finish this tonight” Janis said, her stubbornness coming back to her.

“Jay, I know you think your nocturnal but you get really cranky when you don’t sleep”

“I don’t get cranky!” Janis scoffs, glaring at her girlfriend.

Regina raised an eyebrow and crosses her arms.

“Just go to sleep Gi” Janis shakes her head and turn away.

“Janis” Regina says.

Janis looks up at her wide eyes, “you said my real name” she mumbled quietly.

“Yeah i did, because im tired and i dont want to deal with you cranky tommorow. So get your little ass to bed” Regina says leaning down and into her girlfriend’s face.

“Come on regina! I’m not a kid, i can stay up late if i want to”

“staying up late was 12 when we watched tv! Not painting at 3:45 in the morning” Regina says narrowing her eyes at the girl.

Janis rolls her eyes and turns back to the easel, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear and setting her brush down for a second to judge the painting again.

Regina lets out a sigh that whistles through her teeth.

“Janis seriously, last warning” Regina says her soft tone fading.

“I’m not a kid, just go to sleep if you’re so tired” Janis says with an eye roll. Regina’s frown turn to a smirk as she leans down and grabs her small girlfriend. An arm around her waist she hoists her up and off the stool.

Janis will deny forever that she let out a squeal. Regina heard it though and laughs out loud.

“Hey seriously!” Janis shouts squirming as she hoisted off her stool and set back on her feet on the floor. Regina grins and kisses her cheek before taking the girls apron off and spinning her around.

“Go” she says slapping her butt softly.

“Hey!” Janis shouts, spinning back around angrily and shoving a bony finger in regina’s face.

“I’m not tired and i have things to finish.”

“Janis, seriously. I love you, but please don’t make me manhandle you back to bed”

“Your back couldn’t handle it” Janis scoffs, Regina raises an eyebrow again and janis realizes her mistake too late.

She squeals again as regina leans down and wraps an arm under her knees and back hoisting her into her arms and starting the walk back to the house.

“No Gi!” Janis protests squirming in her arms.

“I told you so many times to go back to bed” The blonde says rolling her eyes as she opens the door back into the kitchen with her back.

“Ok ok! I’m sorry! Don’t hurt your back!” Janis says still squirming.

“Jay” Regina says stopping and looking down at the girl in her arms “my back is fine, you aren’t really heavy jay, I can carry you just fine” She finished grinning softly at the girl.

Janis grumbles at that but constantly stops squirming and just crosses her arms.

“sleep” regina says dropping the girl on the mattress as she lets out a squeal flailing as she falls. Janis glares up at her before flipping her off. Regina chuckles quietly before settling down next to her and pulling the blanket over her.

Janis leans forward and kisses regina softly. “Sorry Gi, I just really need to get this done”

“I know baby, you can get it done when it’s not 3 am though, and if you really want to go to the mall, Than you can come back after and work on it from after dinner until 9 ok?”

“fine” janis agrees letting her shoulders drop and leaning against the blonde picking at the chipped paint under her fingernails.

“I love you” She says softly. Regina smiles and pulls her into her side.

“I know, now sleep before I have to knock you out” Regina says with a grin. They curl up into each other and finally the both of them sleep without problems.

#mean girls 2024 #janis imi'ike #regina george #rejanis #aaron samuels #cady heron #gretchen wieners #karen smith #damien hubbard

[stave-writes]

hiiii can you do shuro x reader nsfw headcanons us shuro fans are starving

GUESS WHO'S BACK BITCHESSSSSS (none of you are bitches I love you all dearly <3) anyways. Rolls up my sleeves. We're fucking that autistic man.

Toshiro x GN!Reader NSFW Headcanons

No one can convince me Toshiro isn't a service dom or sub, he lives to please his partner and loves to see them smile, or cum- you know. As you do.

This man has a yummy physique when he's eating properly, and he's not only thick but 💫thick💫 if you catch my drift. Without foreplay he can leave you sore (he'll apologise so much if you're in pain at any point unless you like, ask for it.)

Toshiro is no sadist, he doesn't enjoy seeing his partner in pain so his kinks come from seeing you happy, or enjoying yourself. Loves if you're vocal, especially if you do things like whine or giggle, he finds it so charming.

He is so shy about your first time, he's worried you won't be into him, or that he'll be a bad partner in bed. It's only when you confirm you're enjoying yourself that he feels comfortable enough to let him enjoy himself.

Peg him and he'll be so happy. This man needs to get fucked in the ass, bad. I think it'd would fix him just a bit.

His forms of foreplay are intimate little gifts, kissing your neck, wrists, your sensitive areas and a favourite place of his is between your shoulders. He likes seeing how you react, it's fun.

Aftercare doesn't come to him naturally, so you may have to ask for certain things or teach him parts of it. Eventually he remembers, water, comfy bedding, snuggles. He might even talk to you about bugs while you cuddle, just to help you doze off if you're tired.

Not a fan of quickies, he likes taking his time with you, being able to embrace how much he adores you and making sure to not hurt you. He wants you to feel his love, but he can do a quickie once in a while if you're really pent up.

A/N: Sorry if this is short, exam season is out for my life but I didn't wanna make everyone wait forever so working on reqs atm ^^'

#toshiro x reader #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #toshiro dungeon meshi #toshiro nakamoto #toshiro smut #toshiro delicious in dungeon #shuro dungeon meshi #shuro delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi smut #dungeon meshi x reader #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral reader #smut

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Nightmare- Matthew Sturniolo

Summary: You and Matt ended up sleeping in the same bed when you stayed at their house and Matt has a nightmare and cuddles you on accident.

Warnings: Cursing, use of Y/N, Platonic Matt X Reader, fluff.

A/N: THANK YOU TO MY BAE @cosmicmistake42069 FOR REQUESTING THIS! I loved writing this so much!

PSA: THIS WORK BELONGS TO ME MYSELF AND I! DO NOT COPY MY WORK! GET CREATIVE!

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The triplets and I met last year at a party. We all clicked instantly. Matt wasn't a yapper till he came around me then he ‘couldn't shut the fuck up’ according to Nick. Our friendship got to the point where I came over 1-4 times through the week, and on the days I wasn't at their house or they weren't at mine, or when we wouldn't see each other, we would be on Facetime or in our group chat yapping.

“Holy shit it's almost 3 in the morning” I laugh out looking at my phone and noticing how long I've been at the triplets house.

“Girl why don't you just stay here tonight, I don't want you driving this late at night” Nick suggests.

“I have no clothes but I can't just sleep on the couch” I shrugged, I've never stayed over at their house and vice versa.

“Yeah no, you can sleep in some of my clothes, i would not torture someone by sleeping in jeans, and skinny jeans at that point” Chris emphasizes and points at my jeans laughing.

“And you can sleep with me, if you're okay with that obviously, not in a weird or relationship type of way” Matt's attempt to defend himself makes a smile appear on my face, and the way his hands fiddle within themselves.

“Matt we are all way past the awkward stage in our friendship” I laugh out

“Considering Y/N asks my advice for how her boobs look in 90% of her outfits I think we’re all WAY past that stage,” Nick says while laughing.

“What!” Chris and Matt say in unison as their heads jerked towards me.

“Oh please it's not like I'm asking his advice on how to take nudes” I flick my hand up and down in defense laughing.

“I am always here for that if you need that sort of thing” Nick smirks at me.

“WHAT,” They say again in unison.

“Why don't you ever ask for my opinion on how your knockers look in tops,” Chris says acting as if he was hurt.

“Okay knockers is CRAZY” nick and I laugh together.

“I'm only kidding” Chris throws his hands up in defense “I'll go get you some sweats and a hoodie” he laughs walking down the hallway to his room.

“Are you sure you're okay sleeping in my room in the bed with me?” Matt asks as his voice is husk almost in a whisper.

“I'm good Matt, plus I only sleep in one position the whole night” I laugh softly.

“Here are your clothes” Chris comes running around the corner plopping a set of brown and pink fresh love sweatsuits down next to me. “As a matter of fact, keep that set, I mainly wear the blue one anyway” he continues.

“Thank you, Chris, I'm gonna get changed in Matt's room then head to bed, thank you, guys, for letting me crash here for the night” I smile at the boys and walk down the hallway into Matt's room to get changed.

I've seen Matt's room on Facetime before but never in person, it's very him, he's got a couple of pictures on the wall, brown silk sheets, and a small stuffed animal on the bed.

After changing into fresh clothes, I meticulously folded my original outfit and placed it near the door to ensure I wouldn't forget it the next day. As I settled into Matts room, I heard a gentle knock on the door. Upon opening it, I was greeted by the sight of Matt, who was wearing a soft, reassuring smile.

“You look mad comfortable” Matt laughed softly.

“You got silk sheets yes I'm hella comfortable” i laugh snuggling myself under the comforter.

“Sill sheets are the way to go” He flashes a warm smile, slips under the covers, and takes a seat beside me.

I let out a soft yawn shimmying my way down and turning around to my back facing him. “Goodnight Matt”

“Goodnight Y/N” he laughs softly before he turns around where his back faces mine.

𝜗𝜚 A Few Hours Later 𝜗𝜚

I woke up in the same position in which I had fallen asleep, but I was surprised to feel a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

“No” Matt mutters under his breath tightening his grip on my waist.

“Matt?” i whispered turning towards him.

“Stop- no” he again whispers shaking his head.

“Matt” I turned my body over shaking his shoulder lightly enough to wake him up.

“Fuck” he jumped up with wide eyes looking at me out of breath.

“A-are you okay?” I say rubbing his shoulder in soft circles.

“Yeah” he starts running his fingers through his hair “I had a nightmare and I should have warned you because I've been dealing with like restless nights for like a week now” he laughs softly.

“Its okay matt really, I just didn't know you were a cuddler in your sleep” a soft giggle escaped my lips causing Matt's lips to shift upward.

“I didn't- I just- fuck I'm sorry this is probably awkward now I mean if this is too awkward for you uh you can sleep on the couch or something I mean I'm not forcing you out just I don't want to make you uncomfortable” he babbled getting anxious.

“No matt its okay I'm fine, plus its 4 in the morning I'm okay, we all get nightmares” i comfortably smile at him.

“A-are you sure this isn't awkward? I mean I know it's just cuddling but just I don't wanna ruin anything” he hands his head low fiddling with his fingers.

“Matt it's fine,” I laugh softly “It's not like you were having a wet dream about me”

“God that would have been awkward” he nervously laughs.

“This may be weird but do you think we could uhm cuddle again? You don't have to say yes but maybe it could help you sleep better?” I ask sending him a soft smile.

“I don't mind” he smiles laying on his back and opening his arms out i shake my head playfully and smile laying my head on his chest and my leg intertwined with his.

“Thank you Y/N” he mutters out softly.

“Mhm” I mumble drifting off to sleep.

Matt gazes down at me as I begin to drift off into a deep slumber, a gentle smile gracing his face before he, too, succumbs to sleep.

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A/N pt 2: AHH TY AGAIN FOR REQUESTING THIS I HAD A LOT OF FUN WRITING IT! I hope you guys are having a beautiful morning/ afternoon/ evening/ night!! I love you guys and THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT! 🩷🩷

#SoundCloud #Spotify #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #the sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo fanfic #fan fic writing #fan fiction #fanfic #chris sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo #sturniolo sister

[rosescarlette]

Ngl this kinda gave me an idea to create a modern au scene.. SO HERE IT IS!

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-> UNO! 🔸

It was a rainy day and you were getting bored.. so you decided to play uno with zhongli.

-> modern au

-> Fluff

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"Ugh why is it so boring.. nothing to do.. THIS IS KILLING ME AHHHHH!"

"Calm down now dear. It's raining isn't it peaceful? Besides you would always be on.. that thing where there's a uhm.. glass?- and uh.."

"Smartphone zhongli"

"Ah yes, that. Apologies I am still not getting used to modern tech. So why don't you use it like you always do?"

At the end of the sentence you could swear he was irritated and spoke with mockery and he had a stern face at the end of it and went back to reading his newspaper on the couch.

"Is that mockery I hear?"

"Why yes darling it is. You've.. always been using that device.. but never gave you precious time management to me.."

You could see at the end of it.. he was quite saddened that you don't spend time with him.. this immediately brought your brain an idea.

"Alright how about we play UNO to make up the time I didn't spend with you?"

Now his curiosity has risen. And he looks at you, side eyeing.

"Really?"

"Yes! You'll have fun! Trust me!"

"Alright fine. I cannot absolutely refuse my beloved anyways."

He smiled and kept the newspaper aside and sat on the couch.

"Hm.. Let's play in your bedroom!"

He was a bit surprised at the sudden place change but he doesn't mind. After you both went to the bedroom.. you remembered something.. YOU FORGOT TO BRING THE UNO CARDS!! you immediately went back to your room sprinting to grab the cards. When Zhongli heard the movements at a fast pace and he immediately became alerted. He then decided to look for you. That's when he chuckled as he saw you searching for the cards in your bedroom.

When you find them, they're in a very high place.. you sighed.. you never remembered that you kept them there... then again you can't remember what you had for last night's dinner so it's not surprising. So you tried to reach them by jumping hoping you could get them at least.. When you suddenly reached them you were happy. That's when you came back to your senses after focusing on getting the cards, Zhongli was holding you like a child so you could reach the cards easily.

He smiled at you, while you were embarrassed and immediately jumped out of his arms. He was confused.

"Can you give me a warning before you hold me?!"

He could still notice you being flushed and you were always flushed when Zhongli shows you affection.. you love him too much and he loves you back.

"Alright dear. I'll try to give you a warning before I do something."

He gave you his signature smile. And you both went back to Zhongli's bedroom. Always neat, tidy and.. expensive. The shelves always contain history books or expensive perfume bottles and his signature eyeliner.

You happily sat on the bed and zhongli sat opposite you. And you opened the pack of cards. And explained the game to Zhongli.

He had a tough time trying to understand the rules but he got it correctly after 5 times so it's okay!!!!!

So you decided to have a match.

"Alright grandpa! I challenge you to win against me!"

"Hm.. alright dear.. I accept your challenge. But what will I get for my prize for winning?"

"uH"

"Dearest please don't call me a grandpa.. I am only 6000."

"Zhongli but you are a grandpa.. you're old."

"Is that so.. since I am older.. then you should respect me and give your grandpa affection he needs."

You hadn't come this far.. you thought he'd dent because it was his first time playing but anyways you'd still tease him calling grandpa and sometimes he teases you back treating you like a child. You decided to answer him with a smirk.

"Hm.. how about all the kisses and cuddles you want?"

Zhongli was surprised. He was happy and was determined to win at all costs.

"Hm.. such a fascinating deal.. alright I accept this offer."

While you both were playing zhongli were playing.. it was an intense match. you had noticed that zhongli had reached one card and while you immediately decided to-

"UNO."

you could tell he was smirking and was very proud while holding his one card. You sighed and placed your card.

"A.. plus 4?.."

He gave you a stern look and this time you were smirking and you decided to put down another card..

"Another plus 4?!"

You kept smirking and laid down another card.

"A wild card?"

And then you laid a plus two.

Zhongli said and he was saddened. He couldn't win to get your affection, he spoke in a disappointed tone.

"I humbly accept defeat."

You were happy and jumped out of the bed in happiness. When Zhongli saw you happy his sadness slowly disputed seeing you happy is all he needed. And he slowly let a smile. He wants you to be that same child-like person forever. And he will do everything for you to just stay that way.

"Alright dear. You win. How about a re-match hm?"

"HAH. Sure grandpa I'll get another win."

After another round of intense match.. zhongli won.

"And I win. Hopefully you won't back down on your contract my dear."

"Hmph. You're lucky my luck has run out."

You spoke sarcastically. You did that on purpose. To make him win so that you could see the smile on his face. You wanted to gain some affection from him too anyways. Then he suddenly wrapped your waist close to him and laid you down on his bed and immediately started cuddling you.

"My dear.. on my request please do play honestly. I do not want you to lose just because you wanted me to be happy.. You know I do not like people being dishonest."

He spoke with a sharp tone at the end.. and you apologized.

"Nothing can ever go through you can it?"

"Absolutely my dear."

"Alright. I wanted some time with you anyways."

"it's alright I knew."

"HUH?!

"ZHONGLI WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"

He never answered your question and only kept on cuddling you. And if you keep asking he would shut you up every time with a kiss so be sure to take advantage of that.

#genshin x reader #zhongli #zhongli fluff #zhongli x reader #zhongli x y/n #zhongli x you #genshin characters x you #genshin morax #rex lapis x you #rosescarlette #rosescarlette's diary #genshin fluff #fluff

[simplyghosting]

Largest size dog bed we’ve seen at the store and he still just barely fits on it. Too big boy.

#ghost posts #he’s 78lbs last I checked #this one was given to us by a neighbor some time ago #but we haven’t seen anything bigger #though he’s happy enough with it so we’ve left it to him #it’s certainly thick enough to be comfortable #anyway that’s his ‘cuddle time’ bed #that he stands on and cries until someone comes and pets him #he has another bed inside his crate for when he wants to be alone #spoiled rotten dog #percy #ghost family #dogs #rough collie

[gunstellations]

gentle mornings

#alternatively titled - when your papas have the audacity to cuddle without you #kazurei #buddy daddies #i like to think they didnt really do cuddles much except when rei has a rough night and kazukis warmth and safety is the only thing that #can let him get rid of the anxiety and nightmares #he wouldnt ask for it #it would be kazuki dragging him to bed at first #rei reluctantly but in his weakened will the times hes slept together with miri and kazuki has been the times hes somehow always #managed to go out like a light as soon as his head hits the pillow #even he himself doesnt understand and he doesnt attempt to and he doesnt realise #that its safety and warmth and protection and peace #and thats the only reason he would let himself be dragged to bed #but #eventually when you have had the taste of something so good in the place of chilling nightmares and restless darkness that feels no less #safer than the light #your heart becomes indulgent #and rei will gently and wordlessly ask for an invite to the warmth again #its fulfilling and blissful when the three of them are together #but with just kazukis body enveloping him against the night its a different kind of comfort. even in his sleep he would clutch onto it #thats a tangent right there huh.....anyway. miri would be absolutely betrayed in the morning when she finds them snuggled up #she gets her cuddle time with her papas too then #one big pile of a warm and happy family #yes this is pre relationship yes they would do that yes it is possible #if you got this far thanks i guess jajdjfjs ill hopefully colour this soon but i dont know really so im putting it up here #my art