#could this use a lil more work? ofc

[schnoobums]

IN SPACE WITH MARKIPLIER + Thick Skull

Same lesson again? Come on, give it to me

#in space with markiplier #iswm #markiplier #markiplieredit #youtube #youtube originals #youtubeedit #edits by kara #could this use a lil more work? ofc #am i tired and wanna go to bed? most definitely #1k

[vvanessaives]

no but thinking of violante's manic state following her murder of ruven and that sick game of association-replacement played by gortash where he acts just like ruven did, picks up some of his behaviours and mannerisms and speech patterns he specifically used with violante and that he knows of well bc he observed and studied them interact, so that he can fill up the now empty spot left by ruven's death.

#rena.txt #LIKE THE LAYERS. vio is visibly not. alright. it's all about 'i'm alone without him' so he plays a role. takes advantage of the weakness so #to devote her to him like she was devoted to ruven. vio could've killed for ruven and now more than ever she's a powerful asset to have on #your side. plus she showed she can and will kill. she took out the only person she cared for (in their twisted ways) in the world so she's #useful but dangerous. a double edged blade. no better moment than now that vio is so unstable and lacks purpose and a sense of community #to lure her on his side for his future plans. there's smth about the manipulation in it that makes me lose it like #i know this is what you desperately need rn and i know you know you will never have it back so what if i showed you i can be that thing #you're missing? that sense of loneliness is what he's pressing on the most. and the loss too. and vio notices ofc she recognises when he #speaks or acts in a certain way. she's aware but willingly letting his plan work bc god. she does miss ruven so sickly much and the comfort #in a lie is preferable to what's going on in her mind in that moment. #there's exploitation and there's a lil touch of loneliness on his side too and it's bitter to pretend to be someone else to convince her to #stay but he won't ever admit it. genuinely think that if vio didn't leave without saying a word his plan would've worked. she'd willingly #pretend he could replace ruven. it would hurt less probably #that devotion that could lead her to do great horrors...both her weakness and strength 👍 the illusion of free choice 👍 #it's past 3am if i could elaborate better i would but i feel like i'm having visions at this point.hit me with a giant hammer so i can slee #i 🫶 toxicity in my characters dynamics btw

[arolesbianism]

Y'know Im not even gonna pretend to get ppl complaining abt the new skill trees because it makes Wilson less unique or whatever. Like there's plenty to complain abt with the skill trees, but you have to understand that the actual abilities Wilson gets from them are still unique, and still quite powerful in some cases. He rly isn't losing anything he hasn't lost by getting a skill tree in the first place, and in particular he could have a lot of use for certain speedruns and at worst is situational, which in itself means he's gained a unique role as a character. He doesn't need another new rework now or anything, the only rework Id want is a rework of the skill trees in general, Wilson is genuinely going to be just fine don't worry

#rat rambles #dst #my main problem with the skill trees is that it only encourages the bare minimum #like idk I feel like if I could turn on godmode and walk away from my computer and unlock everything its probably not great game design #like I get whay theyre going for but Id kind of preffer if doing certain character related tasks effected it or smth #mainly I like the idea of having to work to unlock your mains full potential #obviously not too much like an exp system would suck absolute ass but idk maybe certain tasks can shorten the timer #or maybe to unlock certain branches of the skill tree you have to meet a prerequisite first like the lunar and shadow trees #not as demanding as defeating celestial champion or fuelweaver ofc #like for a rly simple and easy example maybe wilson has to make an alchemy engine before being able to unlock his alchemy skills #and fer higher tiers he needs a shadow manipulatoro or smth #idk even simple stuff like that would at least encourage the player to do something while waiting around yknow? #like imagine a hyothetical wurt skill tree that unlocks as you expand your army making it more self sufficiant #just lil things youll probably be doing anyways but still makes it feel a bit more like youve earned smth for playing the character well #instead of just sitting there until you can unlock everything #I just worry that the skill trees are gonna feel too flat with the current system :/ #I do rly like a lot of wormwood's stuff tho and I like that theyre attempting to find a compramise to making characters more powerful #without just handing you a broken character right off the bat #I just think it could use some work and Im not 100% sold on the skill trees being smth thatll improve the game in the long run #like Im sure it wont like ruin dst or anything I just think it might end up as a thing that makes new players have a more boring earlygame #experience especially if certain trees become like the standard for most players #I want it to be Fun unlocking things yknow? #idk Ill still be hyped if/when wortox gets a tree bestie needs the extra depth so fucking bad #he has so much potential pls let him have this #also rip to woodie for being eternally kind of mid Im not expecting his tree to effect his general ranking much tbh #it basically just gives him early game usefullness and some slight buffs to his other forms #the fact that you can only master one form at at time especially sucks ass tho tbh #like his weremoose form Needs the buff so so bad but the goose teleportation might end up the go to pick #I am a huge fan of the treeguard summoning tho #I also hope they just man up and give the wood helmet 80% reduction idc just let him have this klei

[ningvory]

i don’t know if you’re comfortable with this (so if you are you can ignore it ofc)

but would you be down to write something about doctor! karina fucking you? (i have a huge medical play kink i am so sorry)

have a nice day🤍

can i be 🧸 anon?

parings: doctor!karina x naïve!patient!f!reader

warnings: fingering, tit sucking, manipulation, kissing, rina’s a bit of a perv, reader has sensitive tits

omg first anon!! welcome aborddd <33 enjoy this small fic for now!

so you guys first meet when you had your first check up with her. she thought you were so cute, wearing a cute lil skirt with a crop top scrolling on your phone until you jump after hearing her walk in.

from the jump she would be so touchy, feeling you down a little too much than mandatory. which you of course didn’t know and just thought that’s what she’s supposed to do.

she purposely make it freezing in her room so that she can see your hardened nipples poke out from your top. she’d grope your tits and rub your upper thighs while lowly talking to you. keen eyes watching how flustered you are, trying your hardest to not let out any sounds you’ve been holding in. after each check up she would get more and more bold, until she ultimately decided to fuck you!

once again she would greet you like any other day, pushing you to lay down on the bed that’s covered in a white paper sheet.

“we have to do some inspections on your private areas. it works better on bare skin if you’re comfortable. just to make sure everything’s healthy.” she told you with an innocent smile plastered on her face.

so of course you obliged, not wanting her job to be more difficult than it already is. you took off your top and unclasped your bra, letting your tits be exposed to her and taking off your panties.

she’d feel up your tits, making you jolt and bite your lips to contain your noises because your tits we’re just so sensitive! she’d notice this and just smirk, and just start pinching your nipples. making you let out a whimper, gasping and covering your mouth with wide eyes.

“oh? you like that?” karina asked, groping your tits, “uncover your mouth, pretty. wanna hear your cute noises.” this did nothing but made your cunt begin to drool with your arousal.

karina would get so curious, wondering what noises she could get you to make. so she’d start sucking on your neck, searching for your sweet spot until you let out a whine.

“that’s where you like it, princess?” she’d smirk, using her skilled hands to rub your lil bundle of nerves making you squeal out. you never expected for your doctor to completely ruin you right when there were people outside her door!

she’d have to pin you down when she started fingering you because you were moving around so much! kissing you so that your moans were muffled because they were so high pitched and loud she didn’t want anyone to come in here and ruin your lil session :((

you left her room with legs shaking barely able to stand! but she did slip her number into your phone, texting you to come over to her house. let’s just say you two definitely had a night, and your doctor definitely knew how to fuck someone stupid.

#ningvory #♡.nabi’s anons #♡.nabi’s asks #kpop smut #aespa smut #wlw smut #aespa x fem reader #karina x fem reader #aespa karina smut #karina smut #♡.darling:🧸 #♡.karina

[brairslair]

your monster trio nsfw headcanons were immaculate (seriously Zoro's was PERFECTION) could you do the same for Law and Ace?

@valkyrie-sun-walker

yes ofc! and thank youuu 💓💓 i got the 2nd req from a wonderful anon after i started writing this, so i decided to combine the two! here ya go mls :)

part 2 to this post

18+ ONLY (minors… 👉🏻🚪)

a/n: just me lusting over these men so ofc they’re all yappers, + i apologize to any usopp enjoyers for making usopp’s section a lil shorter 💌

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“see what you do to me?”

law:

tough guy syndrome TM

puts on a cold front, but will wear flowers in his hair if you pick them for him

the kinda guy who can dish it out but can’t take it

in every sense

he can say the most flirtatious, descriptive, borderline pornographic shit to you with a smirk on his face

but the second you return the same attitude, he gets all flustered and fumbles over his words

he acts all dominant and in control when he’s making your eyes roll into the back of your head, whispering the filthiest shit in your ear

he takes great pride in his affect on you

“feels good, yeah?”

but when you take the reigns, he literally turns into a puddle at your fingertips

- “cat got your tongue?”

“shut up-”

clearly a switch

specifically a bratty sub + mean dom switch

so basically just a little bitch 24/7

when he’s a mean dom tho, he is a fucking mean dom

he’ll edge you until your crying from frustration, and then make you cum over and over until you lose count

“honey, are those tears? it’s just too much for you, isn’t it”

“you wanna be a good little slut for me, don’t you? then hold it.”

“count down from ten, nice and slow, and don’t you dare fucking cum until you get to one”

has a choking kink (giving and receiving)

also really likes to use toys on you, or watch you use them yourself

his favorite tho is your wand vibrator

he’ll hold it against your clit until you’ve cum so many times you’ve lost track, and you’re eyes are watering from overstimulation

or he’ll push it against you while he thrusts into you at a brutal pace, making you feel so much pleasure all at once that you see white behind your eyelids

he’s not a huge fan of pda, unless he’s jealous, and then he’s got you pressed against a wall with his tongue down your throat

if you get needy while he’s busy, he’ll make you ride his thigh

he’ll continue on with his work, acting as if you aren’t even there soaking through his jeans

his gentle hand on your hip, dick already hard against your knee, and a soft “good job, baby” when you cum are the only indicators that he was paying attention at all

get’s rly cocky when he catches u staring at his chest/back/tattoos

even worse when it’s his hands

will 100% use it against you to tease you all the time

will put his hands on your waist/thigh if he catches you looking for too long in public

then later he’ll make you come on his fingers and keep his mouth running the whole time

“bet this is what you were thinking about, huh. staring at my my fingers all day? couldn’t help it, could you?”

“oh, you can take more than that. cmon, one more”

“awh baby, i can feel you squeezin me already. you wanna cum so bad, don’t you sweetheart? not yet.”

he’ll get you right to the edge just to slow down to an agonizing pace and then make you beg him to let you cum

then he’ll have you suck his fingers clean

he’s a menace

but he’s also really good at aftercare, and will tell you how well you did and make you feel so loved and relaxed

now, as a bratty sub…

he is such a pain in the ass

he knows every way to get under your skin and get you exactly where he wants you

when you’re kissing him he’ll fight you for dominance even though he’s clearly losing

makes sassy ass comments whenever you speak just to piss you off

he could literally already be doing something but refuse if you tell him to

- “take off your pants”

“say please”

even when he admits defeat, he’ll continue to run his mouth for as long as possible before his brain turns to mush

if you use your mouth on him, it’s over

he’ll go from being a brat, to gripping the sheets in seconds

once you shut his brain off, he’s a total mess

his hands and mouth sloppy and all over you

when you ride him, he can’t take his eyes off of where your bodies meet, groaning at the wet sounds of your slick with every bounce

when he does look up at you he almost busts as soon as he sees your proud smile and blown out eyes looking down at him

his moans are loud and gravelly, and he’s desperately gripping at your hips, and whining, and cursing, and panting in your ear

the only words he seems to remember are “fuck” and your name

he loves it when your mean

- “you don’t get to touch unless you ask nicely. go on.”

“oh fuck- please”

also low key a sucker for light bondage (both ways)

acts like he doesn’t like when you mark him up because he doesn’t want other people to see, but it’s actually because every time he see’s your work on his skin he wants to pounce on you

and he can’t have that 24/7 now can he (i wish tho tbh)

will bite on your shoulder when you finally let him cum, leaving dainty little tooth shaped bruises behind like a medal

and of course, a few minutes after he comes down from his high, he goes right back to being a little shit

ace:

such a cocky motherfucker

but in a cute endearing way

also allergic to shirts apparently, and he would be lying if he said it wasn’t to show off for you at least a little

but he get’s all proud when he notices you ogling him

he’d say somthing goofy like

“like what you see?”

while wiggling his eyebrows

he is a messy kisser

like super sloppy

he just can’t get over how lucky he is to even be able to have your company, or be able to touch you at all, so getting to kiss you blows his mind a little and makes it short circut

soft dommmm

ace just wants to take care of you

he loves to slowly make you fall apart over and over, being there to be your anchor

but he’s also super talkative

“that’s it, princess. keep making those pretty noises for me, yeah?”

“just like that, keep going. doing such a good job”

“just a little more baby, you can take it”

loves eating you out, and he’s good at it

he likes to hold your hips down with one arm, and use his other hand to stretch you open

goes insane if you pull his hair

will put your legs over his shoulders

both a tits and ass guy

will bury his face in either and be perfectly content if he suffocates

he’s always kissing some part of you, wether its your lips, your neck, your thighs, your wrists, doesn’t matter because his mouth is on you

absolutely loves hearing your sounds, especially if you’re whimpering and whining

hearing you be so needy all for him drives him up the wall

kind of a dumbass sometimes, but can surprisingly lead to amazing sex sometimes

doesn’t realize how everyone ogles him wherever he goes

and he certainly doesn’t realize when other girls are throwing themselves at him

you know he doesn’t intentionally engage, but it’s still hard to not feel jealous watching the interactions

but when he notices you’re jealous… oh boy

he gets SO cocky (like more obnoxious than usual)

“awh, baby, are you jealous?”

“you know i only have eye’s for you”

“want me to prove it?”

and he will

he’d bring your hand to his dick, allowing you to feel how hard he is already

“see what you do to me?”

“this is all yours, baby”

“i’m alllll yours”

and then he’d proceed to fuck you until your legs are shaking, heat burning in your chest from overstimulation

but he makes sure to reassure you that he didn’t even notice the other girls intentions, because the only girl that he cares about is you <3

he’s not the jealous type himself, because he knows there’s no need to be

he trusts you, and he believes you when you tell him how much you love him

however, he does not trust other people

therefore, he is extremely protective of you

he’s honestly into pda

he just loves showing you off any chance he gets

one thing about ace is he will talk you through it

and he’ll hold your hand the whole time too

“yeahhh, there you go, princess”

“mm, there’s my girl”

“go on baby, soak me”

does the tummy push thing

also does the knee thing

goes feral if he sees you in any of his clothes

especially his hat

this is a “save a horse ride a cowboy” relationship

loves to put his weight on you, still being careful not to squish you

he just wants to be as close to you as humanly possible

and he’ll pin your hand’s above your head with one of his, interlacing your fingers

gets super giddy and proud when he fucks you dumb

“look at you, all pretty and fucked out”

“lettin me fuck you dumb, huh? lettin me fuck your brains out?”

“fuck, you can’t even think anymore, can you? feel too good to think, huh pretty girl”

he’s a biter and will sometimes leave marks, but he is not sorry

temperature play perhaps

is a fan of cockwarming

im also an avid believer in gamer bf ace

so he’ll have you just sit on his dick while he’s gaming, feeling you pulse and twitch around him in restraint

every once in a while he’d move his hips just enough to make you gasp, but then back to nothing

if you do move your hips he holds them still, reminding you of your agreement

he’ll make you sit there, almost completely still until you’re pleading and whimpering for him to let you move

“go ahead, pretty girl”

“take what you need”

he will buy you lingerie, and he will lose his mind every time he sees you in something he bought for you

face sitting enthusiast

will say “i love you” during sex at least once

will also probably quote an action movie while balls deep inside of you and completely brush past it like it was nothing

no matter what pace is set, he fucks hard

he’ll lift your legs from around his hips to push them against your chest, because the angle feels so much deeper

he’ll gradually build up speed, just to slow back down when either of you gets too close, to make it last longer

this will go on until you’re begging

“shh, hey, it’s okay baby, i’ve got you”

“just let it build with me, hm? we have all the time in the world”

“promise it’ll feel sooo good”

and when you’ve both evened out your breathing, he smothers you with affection and makes sure to take good care of you

usopp:

he’s a sub, full stop.

tried to dom at first, but it was just not natural to him at all

still will try to act all tough and in control, but he’s in the palm of your hand in seconds every time

more than willing to do anything you ask of him

gets flustered SO easily

will become a total mess from the smallest things

he gets defensive when you tease him, but he secretly really enjoys it

thigh guy

face sitting fan #2

loves kissing you and would do it all day every day if he could

any amount of pleasure you give him will turn him into a babbling mess

he’ll just say anything honestly

“hmm- feels so good”

“pleasepleaseplease-”

“can i kiss you? please let me kiss you-”

little bit of a mommy kink but embarrassed about it

suuuuper reactive

was 100% a virgin before you, so you have to help guide him in the beginning

you also help him discover what he likes and dislikes

he has a massive praise kink

“good boy” has him panting and fisting the sheets

he also really likes your hands

the way you hold his jaw so firmly when you kiss him

or gently squeeze his shaft when you tease him through his boxers

and even how you press your thumb past his lips to stifle his noises as you make him cum in your fist

his moans are whiny and a soft, getting lost in the pleasure

“ohhh- wow”

once his brain is long gone, he honestly doesn’t talk much until he’s getting close

thats when the incoherent stuttering starts back up again

“you’re so- ahh- so good at that”

“don’t stop, don’t stop-”

“i think i’m gonna… i’m cumming”

when he does cum, he’s either whining your name like a broken record, or so fucked out all he can do is pant and gasp and paw at your skin

he’s also a crier when he gets overstimulated

always polite and says thank you <3

asks are open! <3

#brairslair #brairs hc’s #portgas d ace #ace smut #trafalgar law #law smut #usopp #god usopp #usopp smut #ace one piece #trafalgar law smut #god usopp smut #opla usopp #ace x reader #ace x you #ace x y/n #law x reader #law x you #law x y/n #usopp x reader #usopp x you #usopp x y/n #usopp fic #ace fic #law fic #one piece #one piece headcanons #opla smut

[lovebugism]

can we talk about the first time you suck bby boy eddie's fingers? like it's all innocent and everything but he'd be sooo turned on. because I think about it a lot

✶ ┄ EDDIE'S FINGERS !

summary: you're obsessed with eddie munson's fingers. so obviously when you have the opportunity to put them in your mouth, you're going to. pairing: eddie munson / f!reader warnings: finger sucking??? it's a little bit suggestive a/n: anon... you're so right. this is absolutely something everyone should be talking about.

( MASTERLIST )

here’s the thing about eddie

the kid’s got some gorgeous fucking fingers

and all of the rings he wears just adds to it really

he’s just trying to bake a cake for wayne’s birthday but that's seriously all you can think about

you’re sitting on the counter behind him while he tries to figure out how to work the mixer by the stove that’s been collecting dust about as long as he’s been alive

his back is to you and you can see the muscles of his back flexing through his t-shirt while he tries to put the thing together

and you try to warn him about putting it on the highest speed immediately but he doesn’t listen

so obviously he gets cake batter all over his arms

his so very, very pretty, beautiful arms—

thankfully you’re not in the splash zone so you come out unscathed

but eddie’s a total mess and so is the counter

everything (including him) is covered in batter and flour and sugar

and he just keeps adding to the mess

he’s so concentrated on making sure everything tastes right he doesn’t care about anything else

when he successfully gets the cake into the oven with minimal damage done, he starts working on making the icing from scratch

because ofc he made everything from scratch

i seriously believe that this man is a whole ass baker and no one can tell me otherwise (baker!eddie anyone???)

but he keeps taste-testing each batch and you can’t help but watch him so intently

he dips his fingers into the bowl like an animal and scoops the icing up to his mouth 

his cheeks hollow while he sucks the sugary substance from his fingers

and you watch the profile of his face contort from delight to disgust and then to confusion

he furrows his brows and scrunches his cute lil nose

and walks until he’s standing between your legs

“can you taste this for me, babe? i can’t tell if it’s good or not”

he all but shoves the bowl at you

and he’s basically holding it with the palms of his hands because 1. it’s sticky and messy and 2. his fingers are also sticky and messy with bits of icing still on them and his rings

“i don’t know… are you sure it’s not gonna poison me?”

“pinky promise, sweetheart”

and obv he’s expecting u to go for the wooden spoon he’s got sitting in the bowl

so you can imagine his surprise when you grab his wrist and bring his fingers to your mouth

he almost drops the entire fucking bowl

he watches with suddenly heavy eyes as you suck the icing from his knuckles

and flick your tongue at the tip of his fingers

and then tilt your head to the side to lick off the remaining icing on his silver rings, just for good measure

your eyes flutter shut a little and you hum and the taste

and eddie’s breathing gets all heavy and his eyes glaze over

because holy shit now he wants you to do that to his dick

you pull back with a nod

“could use a little more sugar”

eddie pulls back and hopes his face isn’t as red hot as it feels

“yes ma’am”

got any blurb requests? send 'em here if you want! ꒰◍ᐡᐤᐡ◍꒱

#eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson imagine #stranger things imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #stranger things #eddie spaghetti hc #published by bug #st headcanons

[ivysangel]

Okay but a threesome with Dick and Jason. what would that be like? Are they competing to see who makes you come harder? Does each try to out do the other because he’s secretly jealous? Are they gonna Eiffel Tower? Is one really sweet while the other is being aggressive and rough? I need opinions.

-🧸

honey i am so so so so so sorry. this has been sitting in my drafts for so long and i hope you're still around to see it! i already wrote a lil smth smth about this a while ago here but allow me to elaborate.

i think the dynamic can get pretty crazy because dick can get wayyy nasty; not to say jason doesn't either, but i don't think jason would get crazy nasty in front of dick. dick's there to overstimulate you, tease you, play around with you, and bring you to the edge and back and then over, and jason's there to comfort you through it. i think they both could be "he talks you through it," guys, but in this specific scenario, i think it would be jason who sweet talks you, whispers in your ear, tells you you're doing so good for them, and quiets you down when you get too loud. i don't really know how to explain it, but he'd be the comforting presence out of the two of them, not even taking a submissive role or anything, just not as actively winding you up as much as dick.

dick, a menace as always, treats it like a game. how many times can he make you cum before you're begging for a break, and how many different ways can he make it happen. i think he'd be like that on a normal day, too, but i feel like it's very amplified in this situation because however this threesome happens, it's a very tense and intimate affair, out of character for both of them and, therefore everything about it is just different (?) i can't even think of a good way to explain it other than the next morning you're all kinda like woah. lost all inhibition the night before and don't really know how to go back to the way things were. he's quick to get nasty; he's the one eating you out while jason is kissing your neck and lightly grazing your skin, touching and squeezing, etc. the combination of both of them is really just insane, and both of their actions, in tandem, are what makes it so much more intense.

i do think they could be eiffel tower guys, but idk, i think (and walk with me here)…double penetration might be the way they go. like, you can't say, "dick grayson is an ass man," without admitting that he'd probably be into anal, so boom. and if your pussy is open, then yeah, ofc jasons taking it; it just makes sense TO ME. it's definitely a lot and not for the faint of heart, and you have to hold onto one (or both) of them while you get used to the sensation and while they find a nice rhythm, so it feels good for all three of you. during this part, the talking might die down just because you're all so in the moment; it's definitely out of character for dick because he's a D1 yapper, but it's cool cuz he was dirty talking so much during the foreplay, like lifting his head from between your legs just to look you in the eye and say something nasty.

i'm also ngl i could see the roles reversed where jason is eating you out or fingering you, and dick is the one whispering crazy shit in your ear. i could see it working both ways, but the first more so.

when i tell you this would be probably the best orgasm you've ever had, i mean that. there's just so much that went into it that there's really no way you aren't gasping for air and clutching your chest when it's over. damn near passing out, and they gotta shake you a little to make sure you're still kicking. and it's not even really over because if you show any semblance of energy after, they might try to go another round i fear.

#★ dirty laundry ★ #★ 🧸 ★ #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd smut #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson smut #red hood x reader #red hood x you #red hoot smut #nightwing x reader #nightwing x you #nightwing smut #jason todd lover #dick grayson lover

[ginkgo-phyta]

Can I request Spencer (later seasons, post prison era) gifting his gf an initial necklace, but the pendant is his initial?

i.e.

"This is nice, Spence, but my name doesn't start with an 'S'."

"Yeah, but mine does, and you're mine."

Feel free to take it as far as you like 😏

A/N: ehehe yes ofc, i love thissss, but also a lil funny bc my name DOES start with an S :P so imma change the dialogue a bit. keepin dis sweet- there is a lil steamy moment for like two sentences however mostly this is fluff, hope you enjoy it, my love!

Fluff, no warnings (?), gender neutral language (im p sure, lemme know if i missed something!), 2.5k words

Spencer’s apartment is flooded with the music of joy; light jazz pours from an old style radio in the living room, your shared laughter tumbles into the rest of the place from the small kitchen, the sound of knives and forks scraping decorated ceramic plates signals the end of a well-enjoyed meal.

It was date-night for the two of you, a rare occurrence as of late due to Spencer’s teaching commitment. Initially, you were excited, thinking you would be getting more of him to yourself. You kept that thought to yourself, though, seeing how upset he initially was at not being able to help his team in the way he wanted to. That exhilaration was shut down particularly quickly as Spencer had begun bringing his work home with him. When he was working only as a profiler, sure he’d be away from you most of the time, but when he came home he’d spend all of his time present and in the moment. Now, at times, having him home almost felt worse than when he’d be away.

In the moment, however, everything was perfect. This is how you wished every night could be. The two of you bumping shoulders as you both prepare dinner; glasses of wine clinking with a cheers; old love songs serenading your flushed ears as Spencer pulls you into his arms to delicately waltz around the kitchen; his balmy eyes peering down into yours, speaking words of love and comfort. This serene feeling of domesticity was addicting. Life had been a whirlwind the past year, with it only being about six months since Spencer came home from prison. Things were jarringly different at first, both of your lives changing the way being wrongfully imprisoned changed Spencer, but you didn’t care. You could fight every battle life threw your way as long as your beautiful boy was by your side. Some days were more difficult than others, when Spencer would be reminded of the atrocities he witnessed in jail or what he had to do to survive. He’d isolate himself, snap at you, or push you away; but this evening was a good night- it almost felt like you had your old lover back.

“Dinner was delicious, angel.” Spencer beamed at you from the other side of his compact dining table, using his cloth napkin to wipe at the corners of his lips. 

“Well,” you chuckled, pushing out of your seat to collect both of your plates, “you helped me, that’s probably why.” 

Spencer quickly followed your movements, whisking the dishes out of your hands with a sweet kiss pressed to your cheek before taking them to the sink. “It was all you, beautiful.” he had whispered against your skin while leaving your side. 

You silently shook your head, picking up your wine and water glasses to be washed. “Should I dry?” you questioned as he turned on the faucet, pulling a tea towel from the cabinet below you. 

Spencer shook his head, “It’s okay, they can air dry.” he spoke with a little shrug.

“Okay!” you responded bright-eyed, throwing the towel down onto the counter next to you, a bit too excited at the prospect of not doing anything. Your reaction peeled an infectious laugh from Spencer's beautifully cerise lips, his nose scrunching involuntarily. You could stand there and just watch him exist for the rest of eternity. 

And you did just that for a minute, took in the sight of him humming along to the jazz standard wafting in from the other room, engrossed in scrubbing the food stuck to the pans you cooked in. His jawline and upper-lip were shadowed in scruff, trailing down the sides of his Adam’s apple. His hair was long now, wavy and pushed back from his face, exposing his strong forehead and giving you unrestricted access to gaze into his gentle cinnamon eyes. The years passing changed his appearance in so many ways, and you loved every bit of it. Your eyes trailed down to graze over the top of his chest, exposed by the first few buttons of his deep cerulean shirt undone; they moved over the slopes of his broad shoulders, and down to his arms working steadfast to clean up the remnants of your meal. It didn’t escape Spencer how you were drinking him in without a care in the world, paying no mind to his elbow occasionally bumping into your torso.

“You having fun there?” he teased with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, eyes never leaving the task at hand. His words spurred you forward. 

You simply hummed in response as you moved to stand behind him, your front pressing firmly into his back. Spencer’s eyebrow arched questioningly, but he kept his mouth shut, simply letting you do as you pleased. Your head peeked over one side of his arm, hands sliding down until they reached the cuff of his sleeve. Deftly, you began folding them up, “Just helpin you,” you mumbled as a throwaway explanation, moving to his other side to do the same. Fingernails scratched at his newly exposed forearms, your muffled giggle turning Spencer’s smirk into a wide grin. “Done!” you announced, wrapping your arms around his abdomen before nuzzling your face into his broad back. Over the barrier of fabric, the running water, and the sound of his scrubbing Spencer barely heard you ask, “Didn’t I help so much?”

His chuckle sent vibrations into your cheek, “Yes, honey, you were a big help. Thank you.” Content, you pushed your face further into his shirt. 

The two of you stood like that for a few more minutes, Spencer trying his best not to move too much in order to keep you comfortable. You haven’t back-hugged him like this since before he was framed, and he didn’t realize how much he missed it until this moment. He washed the dishes a bit slower than normal, reveling in the heart-warming scene. Soon, however, he was done. 

As soon as he turned off the water, you were off him, moving to pick up the once-forgotten tea towel and face him, leaning against the edge of the sink. “Thank you for your service, soldier.” you unseriously saluted before taking each of his dripping hands in his and patting them dry. 

A titter broke through his smile as Spencer reverently gazed down at you, the way your eyes twinkled under the soft-yellow lights of his old kitchen, your beautiful hands turning his own over to attack any remaining droplets of water, your eyebrows twitching reflexively here and there in focus. The first time he laid eyes on you all those years ago he was shot in the heart by Cupid’s arrow, and it has stayed there, firm in place, ever since. 

As soon as you were done, Spencer softly cupped your face in his palms, your fingers wrapping around his wrists as he tilted your head up to look at him. He leaned down, pushing a passionate, yet gentle kiss onto your mouth. Before you could deepen it, he pulled away just enough to mumble, “I have something for you.”

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, and you looked up at him in confusion as he pressed one more peck to your lips before moving into the other room, your hands chasing after him. Once his words processed in your brain you perked up, excitedly following behind him.

“You got me a gift?” You question, reaching where Spencer stood at the side table by the front door, right in front of the intricate, gold trimmed mirror you hung up just last week. Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched Spencer pick up the weekly newspaper, “Uh, you got me the…local paper?”

With a roll of his eyes, Spencer wordlessly pulled you to him by the waist, mimicking your earlier actions by pressing his front into your back. You stumbled a bit, catching yourself by grabbing onto the forearm wrapped around your torso, holding you up, Spencer’s fingers digging into your waist. You peer at him curiously through the mirror before he whispers in your ear. 

“Look,” he motions down with his chin, and you do as you’re told. Spencer moves the haphazardly folded newspaper to the side, revealing a glimmering deep emerald velvet box. From the size of it, you could tell it was some jewelry other than a ring. You gasped in shock, not even having seen its contents. “Spencer…” your voice was meek and unbelieving. 

He watched you through the mirror, his cheek pressed against your temple as he opened the box before you. Your alluring eyes widened to their limits, hands flying up to cover your mouth. Your gaze whizzed to meet your lover in the reflection, “You got me a necklace??” your words dripped with incredulity. Spencer had gifted you generously in the past- rare books, handmade accessories, clothing you had your eye on, tickets to see your favorite artists live- but never before had he bought you jewelry. You never minded, content with wanting the first piece he gives you to be an engagement ring. That being said, this surprise moved you immensely. You took in the gorgeous necklace shining proudly up at you. A dainty chain in the metal you wore the most, in the middle sat a heart-shaped locket, no bigger than the tip of your pinky-finger. Before you could speak again, Spencer shifted to open the locket for you, revealing two pictures. One was older, taken at JJ’s wedding; Penelope had been going around taking photos of everyone and as soon as she neared the two of you, Spencer scooped you up into his arms as if you were the bride. The moment frozen in time showed you in the midst of a bellowing laugh, clutching to Spencer’s shoulders in shock, with your boyfriend looking upon you as if you were an angel incarnate, an equally wide smile plastered across his face. The second photo was more recent; you had invited the whole team out to a picnic brunch shortly after Spencer was released and this time Emily was the one taking candid photos. The two of you were cozying up at the edge of the yellow gingham blanket, Spencer's arms wrapped tightly around your figure rested between his legs. In the photo, his hand was cupping your jaw, tilting your face up to bring your lips close to his, the snapshot proudly showcasing his grinning mouth just centimeters from your own with the sunlight stretching out in the background. 

“Oh, Spencer,” you were at a loss of words, your fingers hesitantly tracing the silhouette of the pendant, “It’s so beautiful, my favorite pictures…” you murmured. 

Spencer hummed and nodded in response, setting the box down to take the necklace out of its confines. He straightened behind you, stretching the necklace out in front of your face, “Let me put it on you, baby.” he whispered, mouth barely moving. 

You happily obliged as he brought the chain closer to your neck, moving your hair to one side to better allow him to clasp it behind you. Spencer watched you the whole time through the mirror while your eyes were fixated on the necklace. The cold metal of the locket hitting your warm skin caused a minuscule gasp to part your plump lips, but Spencer noticed it all. The way your chest rose and fell faster, chasing after your quickened heart; the way you drew your bottom lip in between your teeth; your uncertain hands grasping at his trouser legs behind you. Once the chain was secured, the locket resting perfectly in the dip of your collar bones, Spencer placed soft, warm kisses to the exposed skin of your shoulders and neck, holding eye contact with you with each; even as he moved your hair to dutifully pepper the other side. You sighed as his arms returned to engulf your waist, tighter than before, your hands moved to rest on top of his. He noticed your eyelids flutter close just for a moment, taking him in, before they opened again and your gaze shifted back down to the reflection of the necklace. Your eyes glinted with uncertainty upon noticing the engraving on the locket you hadn’t fully processed earlier. 

“‘S’...” you spoke, reading the letter dangling from your neck. You kept your inflection steady, trying to make it seem like you knew exactly what it stood for, but Spencer knew you better than that. Before you could make any assumptions, he spoke up.

“For ‘Spencer’.” he stated matter-of-factly, his face moving up from your shoulder to rest against your temple again. 

You smiled at him, more confused than before, “But aren’t you supposed to put my initials on it. You know, cuz it’s my necklace?”

“No,” he murmured sternly against your hair. Spencer’s left hand slipped down to grab onto your right hip, his right hand traveling up your sternum to thumb over the locket before splaying out to rest just below your throat, the heart pendant resting on the back of his hand.

Another, louder gasp sucked through your lips as Spencer tugged you closer to him, your back arched a bit as it stretched, bum pushing into his groin. 

“I put my initial,” he started again, heading dipping down to mouth against the shell of your ear, his eyes looking at you in the mirror through his cocoa lashes had you biting your lip, “Because you’re mine. And now everyone will know it.”

Suddenly, you whipped around in Spencer’s arms, throwing your own over and around his neck, hugging his body close to yours. He stumbled back a bit in shock, grabbing onto your lower back to steady himself before a laugh shook through his shoulders. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” you enthusiastically repeated, pressing kisses along his stubbled jawline with every word. “I love it so much, Spencer.” you pulled back all the way to stare up at him, gaze filled with genuinity. One of your hands remained on the back of his neck, the other coming down to fiddle with the locket, “This is the best gift I’ve ever gotten.” 

His previously mischievous demeanor melted off his back as Spencer drank in how you dripped sweetness. “I’m so happy to hear you say that, honey.” His hands rubbed up and down your back. “I know things have been…complicated lately. I’ve been distant and cold, which I want to apologize for, but you’ve been beside me through it all. You’re my rock, and I just wanted to show you a bit of my gratitude.” 

You shook your head as you pushed up onto your tippy-toes to kiss him again, the hand on your locket moving to lightly scratch at the side of his neck.

“I’m all yours,” you muttered against his lips, tilting your head to the other side to slot yours upon them again. You pulled away after a couple seconds, “You don’t have to thank me, my love. I know you would do the same for me.” You pressed a few more kisses to Spencer’s supple lips before pulling back again, causing him to huff. “Are you mine?” you whisper.

Innocent doe-eyes coupled with a small pout had a quiet groan dragging from Spencer’s throat. He brought a hand up to trace your bottom lip with his thumb before tangling his fingers in your hair, 

“I’m yours, baby.” he nodded. “Only yours.” With that, he pulled you back in for a sensual kiss.

A/N: omg sorry if this sucks im so sleepy right nowwwww it took so long to write this for some reason i cant process words properly but i wanted to finish this! i loved writing this piece, and i hope y'all like reading it. ANON! how'd i do?

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid fanfiction

[jeonghantis]

hehe since ur requests are open, is it okay to request a scenario with joshua? i've been missing him tons lately ahdhsq

how do you think he would deal with getting all pent up when he's overseas or touring around while his s/o is back home? would he prefer sexting, phone sex, or a full on video call 😭

ofc you can choose to ignore this if it's too much dw !!

✧ — MENACE! (h.js)

PAIRING ⇝ hong jisoo x reader.

TAGS ⇝ established relationship, smut, idol!joshua.

WARNINGS ⇝ language, gn!reader but with female parts & wears lingerie, use of the petname "baby", explicit sexual content (MINORS, DNI!).

WORD COUNT ⇝ 2.4k words.

note: kai.. :) here’s the thing, i do think with joshua would be up for any of those but sexting would probably be the most used out of them all. but here's a little peek into the development from sexting to video calls. i hope this'll help lift ur mood a lil. ♡ i hope you all enjoy! and and god i wish i could better format the texts but i hope it's not too confusing!

reblogs & comments are very much appreciated.

explicit warnings under the cut.

EXPLICIT WARNINGS ⇝ sexting, filmed masturbation (f & m), use of rabbit vibrator (f), pillow humping (m), squirting, cum shot, wap (wet ass pussy) reader, spit as lube, mentions of orgasm denial, mentions of penetrative sex, alludes to dom!shua (he can be cruel and teasing :) )

Joshua saw red.

It was not out of anger. It was much on the contrary.

Red lingerie. New red lingerie laced itself around your body, hugging and accentuating your curves in all the right ways. You sat on the edge of your bed with legs spread wide and the flimsy excuse of a thong you wore left little to his imagination. There was a smug expression on your face, and in your hand was something he recognized with ease. It was a violet rabbit vibrator, a gift he had given you and one he had intended to use on you himself.

Joshua saw red, a little bit of it now out of anger, for this image of you was not happening in real time before him, but on the tiny screen of his phone.

My Love: hi, darling! by the time you see this, you must be so exhausted from your concert. i could not be more proud of you for working as hard as you do :(( so i thought i might reward you &lt;3

My Love: Sent a video.

Joshua didn't waste any more breaths and pressed play. 

“Hi, baby,” your voice floats immediately from the phone speakers and fills the air of his much too empty hotel room, tone sultry and lilted. You were smiling and waving around the vibrator in front of the camera. “I thought you’d like to see me try out your gift for the first time.”

“Well, shit.” Joshua lets out a baffled laugh and adjusts himself on the couch, leaning back and spreading his legs wide as if to alleviate the building pressure between them. He could pull his sweats down, but thought better of it. He might have much better plans after. 

Keen and hungry eyes watch your every movement. It’s unfaltering when you pull your thong to your side and bring the toy to your cunt already slicked and glistening to which Joshua could assume you had prepped yourself beforehand with your own fingers and the imagery didn’t help his waning sanity. As you begin to tease yourself and rub the blunt tip all over your slit, he catches a glimpse of your fluttering hole, grasping desperately at nothing. He remembered once how he had laughed at the sight, at your mewling, when he had denied you of your orgasm after fingering you so close to the edge. He had laughed again when he sheathed his cock inside you not long after, feeling that delicious pulse of your warm channel around him. 

Joshua was very far from laughing now.

You finally slip the toy inside, and a long, strained moan is pulled from your lips. It looked like a tight fit and his eyes twitched at the thought and how it was just a thought to him. But he was proved correct when he caught the tremble of your thighs, your chest rising and falling with choppy breaths. And yet despite it, you’re still continuing to push the entire length of the toy inside until the handle is the only thing left protruding out of you. Regardless of the obvious discomfort twisting your features and the sweat beading along your hairline, there’s still a wicked curl of lip when you look back up at the camera, a flicker of pride, of challenge, in your darkened gaze. It stirred something warm deep in his guts.

Then, he hears a faint click, a buzz, and another moan right out of you. 

Time was a muddled construct from then on.

Joshua only watched you fuck yourself with his gift, watched you slowly lose yourself over some mere piece of silicone. At some point, you fell flat on your back and he’s dismayed by your hidden face, but easily distracted when your feet prop themselves up wide apart, sole flat on the mattress. Now, he’s blessed by a much clearer and utter sinful view of how well your puffy cunt swallows up the toy, it becoming a blur of violet as it pumps in and out at a quickening pace. 

And the fucking sounds. It was so wet. You were so wet, the squelches echoing in his ears with every other thrust made. More than that, your incoherent moanings had slowly formed into words—some swears, others pleas, but what rang deep in his bones were the airy mutterings of his name.

“Joshua,” you groan during one particularly hard thrust made.

He chewed on his bottom lip hard.

“S-Shua!” you cried, sharp and high, when your hips jerked up into the toy.

He threw a palm against his crotch.

Then it all ends too soon.

With a shattered wail, you yank the vibrator out of you and a gush of clear fluids spurt right out. You’re a whimpering mess. A hand reached down to rub fast circles on your clit as you wade through your pleasure, your lower frame stuttering up into it, your legs maddened with violent tremors. His name continues to fall out of your lips like a breathy mantra, like it was the only word you knew.

Joshua clicks his phone shut, places it on the table, and takes in a breath.

“Fuck.”

You might have pushed him too far with this, but in all fairness, your beloved, ever-so-sweet, and loving boyfriend Joshua has been nothing short of an absolute menace of a man since he had left for tour. Very often since his departure, nearly every single day, he has plagued you with texts filled with his lewd thoughts. You did love it, of course you did when it showed that Joshua still thought of you often and felt your absence just as much you did with his. But with the time difference, while he texts you during his evenings, you’d receive it in the mornings where you’d be drowning in your schedules. 

shua! ♡ : You’re working?

shua! ♡ : What a shame :(( i was going to talk about how i want to fuck your tight little pussy just now :(( 

It still didn’t stop him from describing the imagery with very explicit details.

The days of missing him grew even more unbearable. You knew Joshua found delight in this and was probably cackling away in his hotel bed at your frustrations. But you also knew despite the front he puts up, Joshua was just as sexually repressed and wound up as you, or he wouldn't have bothered with this stint. Why not try to play him at his own games?

So, you did. A free day came in your schedule and you bought some new lingerie sets and shot your little video with Joshua's gift that lay unused in a drawer. You had your fun playing with yourself, imagining it was Joshua himself fucking your tight little pussy open. You were very pleased with yourself when you sent the video off, then you went on about your day like normal, or as normal can be with anticipation a steady simmer in your stomach.

Then came his response.

shua! ♡ : You think you can get away with this? :) 

you: i have no idea what you’re talking about :) it’s a gift to repay you for your gift!

shua! ♡ : Sent a video.

shua! ♡ : Here’s to repay you for your repayment :)

you: ..oh no

The thumbnail of his video was less crude than yours. It was a full view of his unmade hotel bed. Joshua was nowhere in sight. Somehow this was a little more nerve wracking than your stunt. 

With a pounding heart, you pressed play.

It’s eerily silent for the first few seconds, you could practically hear your own pulse thundering in your ears. Then there’s a rustle, a sigh, then Joshua comes into frame. He greets the camera with that sweet smile of his as he climbs up his bed. A black muscle tee fitted around his sculpted body, his toned biceps on full display. Then below –

Joshua wore absolutely nothing down below—no pants, not even underwear. His dick stood proudly, curved and bumping against his stomach. 

A knowing, smug expression crosses his face as if he could see you through this video, and he takes his position, kneeling right in the middle of the bed.

“You drive me absolutely insane,” he said before spitting right into his hand. “Was the toy any better than my dick? Did it satisfy you?”

You let out a shaky breath just as he did too when his long fingers wrap around himself. He lathers the length of him in his own saliva and spares a little more every now and then, letting a string of spit thread down directly from his lips. You were too familiar with the gradual rhythm he set, with how his wrist twists a little more forcefully when he reaches the tip. It was the set of movements he particularly liked, the one that’s quick to pull airy grunts from him. 

I could survive through this, you think to yourself, pressing your thighs together to temper the growing ache in between. You’ve given him handjobs before to expect what expressions would come about, what noises he'd come to make. This was fine.

But Joshua reaches for a pillow, and now you think all is doomed. This was absolutely far from what you were expecting. This explained the angle in which the camera was set up.

“It’s sad that I don’t have anything to replace you,” he clicks his tongue in disappointment, and places the pillow before him. “But I will have to make do.”

With growing horror (delight?), you watch with wide eyes as Joshua leans himself down, leveraging himself up with his arms, and starts to rut down against the cushion.

“y/n,” your lover grunts out. “Oh fuck, that’s good.”

Joshua lifts the bottom of his shirt up to bite on, revealing the chiseled lines of his torso, before he’s easing himself down until he’s laying flat on stomach. His thrusts are shallow, the muscles of thigh twitching and straining, and so are his breaths, muffled but gradually rising in volume. The pinkish tip of him peeks from where it's wedged in between and rubbing up against his hardened stomach, and you catch just the faintest rivulet leak from its slit, slipping down and staining the pillow’s white casing. 

The pressure was soon not enough, you knew. The rising frustration was evident in how often he adjusts his position and the pillow, and how deeper and urgent his grinds became.

"Who am I kidding?" Joshua says with a dry laugh, pulling the shirt off of him and shucking it into an unknown corner of his room. "Nothing will come close to how your cunt feels around me."

Your core gives a euphoric throb at that and you press a palm against yourself with the softest sigh slipping from your lips.

Joshua, in the seemingly hopeless face of it all, is still trying anyway, seeking for some pleasure in this measly, soft thing. There had been a moment where you had thought he had given in when he sat back up and wrapped his hand around his throbbing girth again; perhaps he really had when he looked absolutely lose in the fast, blissful strokes made by the tight ring of his fingers. With fluttering eyelids and head thrown back, the first, more earnest moans falls from his lips, and before you thought he might be reaching a new high, Joshua drops back down on the pillow and rides the hell out of it once more, pursuing that same pace his hand had.

It was rare to see this frustrated desperation from him ever. Oh, how you loved to see how quickly his cool composure falls apart, ravaged the sight of his trembling body and sudden incoordination of all his limbs. Yet even with this smugness, you absolutely could not help this tang of envy that came with it, the longing ache for him only burrowing deeper. You wished you could witness this in real life, wished you felt his desperation thrusting inside you. You missed the warmth of his body, missed him.

Just how fucking long was this tour again? Holy shit.

You had been too distracted by your own yearning that you almost missed Joshua coming undone. It's his loud groan that yanks your focus back to the screen—loud groans of your name.

"I'm so close, fuck -" Joshua rambles on and scrambles to perch himself back up on his hands so you're given a full view of length gliding along heedlessly against the cushion, his hips stammering and losing rhythm. "I n-need you so bad, y/n. You have no idea how much I need you right now. Fuck, I miss you so bad. I'm going to come. I'm going to - "

Your name is punched out of his chest when white spurts out from his twitching cock. The spasms of his muscles were so visible, with each quaver gushing a little more of his cum out, the stain on the pillow only spreading from there. And Joshua is still riding out this high with languid ruts, coating his girth in his own glistening fluids until he gradually softens up.

After a few panted breaths from him, Joshua draws back and sits on his legs. He takes a moment to inspect the sight of his own mess, then his head tilts up at the camera and a tired smile pulls his lips. For a single beat, you stare at each other and even though you actually weren't, you still felt the weight of his gaze, a ripple of something crawling down your spine. Without any word but with that continuing smile, Joshua moves for his phone and shuts it off, leaving you in the deafening silence of your bedroom.

you: holy fuck, joshua.

shua! ♡: Yeah? You liked it? :)

you: absolutely not

shua! ♡: ?

shua! ♡: What really?

you: i absolutely loved it

shua! ♡: Could you maybe not do that? I was so fucking nervous the whole time

you: aw, my baby nervous? :(

shua! ♡: ...Yeah okay.

you: hehe :) i love you

shua! ♡: And I love you

shua! ♡: I have some thoughts though :)

you: oh no. STILL?!

you: WERE THOSE VIDEOS NOT ENOUGH?!

shua! ♡: Not at all :D

shua! ♡: Do you want to hear it?

you: fine

shua! ♡: Sent a link

shua! ♡: I bought you this :)

you: is this

you: a long distance vibrator...

shua! ♡: Yeah :)

shua! ♡: I want to see you play with yourself on call next time

shua! ♡: While I take control :)

you: fuck

you: of course you do

shua! ♡: Yeah :)

you: you're a menace

shua! ♡: And you love that about me

you: that i unfortunately do

shua! ♡: ❤️

shua! ♡: Tell me when it arrives, baby

shua! ♡: We'll have our fun together again :)

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#seventeen smut #svt smut #seventeen fanfic #joshua smut #hong joshua smut #joshua fanfic #keir.rqst #hong jisoo smut #hong jisoo fanfic

[judebelle]

been thinking ab joao and reader hooking up behind his teammates backs'... like they've been "involved" for a while but sometimes the tension is too much and they have to sneak away iykwim ;)

sneaky - j.f. x reader

a/n : omfg anon ur gonna be the death of meeeeeee!! also i made this kinda long since i havent posted in a while, oops..

pairing : joao felix x fem!reader

word count : 2.3k

summary : joao and u prefer to keep your love life private, secret even, but the the flirty looks and knowing smirks from across the room are becoming unbearable.

cw : smut obv, lil bit of alejandro x reader, sneaky joao and reader, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it ppl), make outs, cursing, me not bothering to accent his name lol sorry

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you were starting to regret going out to dinner with your friend alejandro and his teammates.

the only reason why being that one of his teammates had become more.

hooking up with joao felix on the down low has been fun, you won't lie. and while you enjoy sneaky quickies and flirty messages, there were times where you wish you could just tear off his clothes and fuck that smug smile right off his face.

you were currently sitting in a restaurant, a private room and table was booked for alejandro, his barcelona teammates, and their plus ones. you and alejandro had become inseparable ever since you met in spain a few years ago, and you had grown increasingly close to his teammates.

very close to a certain mr felix.

the first time you met joao, it wasn't anything magical, you just thought he was fit. alejandro had introduced you to him when he came on loan to barca recently, and you just couldn't get him out of your head.

it seems that the feelings were mutual, as that very same night he followed you on instagram. you, of course, played it cool and took your time following him back (you waited like 10 seconds).

from there, you two messaged often, especially after the team would hang out.

joaofelix79 : u got home safe?

ynsusername : ofc i did

ynsusername : alejandro wouldn't let anything happen to me

joaofelix79 : that's good.

you two started messaging more, sometimes even calling each other late in the night. you couldn't explain why, maybe he was just fun to talk to.

you would complain to him about work, and he would complain about a mistake he made in training.

eventually, you two started hanging out alone.

not anything crazy, of course.

joaofelix79 : hey

joaofelix79 : js noticed im about to drive by ur place

joaofelix79 : wanna get some ice cream? my treat

how could you refuse that?

it wasn't all that shocking to you when a surprise ice cream date turned out into a steamy make out session on a bench in a park in the middle of the night.

"we should stop, someone might see us.." you murmured against the portuguese boy's lips, you yourself making no effort to.

"ok, if that's what you want." he pulled away from you, his fluffy hair disheveled thanks to you.

"5 more minutes" you placed your lips on his again, feeling him smile against them.

from there, weekly hangouts became almost nightly. he would pick you up in his car, and you would drive anywhere. you just needed an excuse to make out. you even put your number in his phone.

eventually, joao grew tired of the make outs that led to nothing, and you did too.

12:03 am - joao : wyd

12:03 am - you : was ab to put some instant noodles in the microwave lol

12:04 am - joao : dont bother

12:04 am - joao : come eat at my place

12:05 am - joao : i ordered uber eats

of course, you went, and you two ate the chinese takeout he bought. you two sat and laughed together at his attempt at using chopsticks.

and then you found yourself perched on his kitchen counter, him in between your legs while he rammed into you mercilessly. you left red marks across his back and biceps.

"my god, you feel amazing, querida." joao's words were muffled as his head was nuzzled into your neck, his lips caressing your hot skin with every word he spoke.

"i'm so fucking close, joao.." you whined and whispered curses while your hands found themselves travelling from his arms to his hair, tugging on the soft brown locks.

"let go, y/n, i'm close too!" he removed his flushed face from your neck and connected your lips together again, breathing heavily into your mouth.

you came undone with a sharp whine, arching into him. his thrusts became sloppy as he let out a long groan against your lips, releasing into the condom.

that was the first time you two had fucked, and it definitely would not be the last.

his house was usually where you two would hook up because it was so big, and you didn't have to worry about anything when you were there.

you two fucked anywhere - on the bed, in the shower, on the couch, even in the laundry room.

you found that it didn't really matter where you were. if either of you were craving the other, it happened right then and there. it was fun. it kept you on your toes, kept things fresh and fun.

but it became a curse when you two were at a team dinner.

---

"si, i told him he could go fuck off if that was what he wanted. that guy needs to learn some manners, for fucks sake!"

the table erupted in laughs as pedro went on about some story that you weren't really paying attention to to be honest. you were sat right beside your good friend, alejandro, who was very intrigued in pedro's story and hadn't spoken to you more than twice this evening.

across from you was joao. he was wearing a black dress shirt that hugged his biceps perfectly along with black dress pants. of course, to make your life more difficult, the top two shirt buttons weren't done up.

one more open button and everyone would've seen the hickey you gave him the other-

"isn't that right, y/n?"

alejandro was speaking to you, and you were too busy staring at joao's biceps to hear him.

"hmm? sorry?"

"i said, it was you who i walked in on dancing silently in the darkness darkness of your room, right?" alejandro smirked at the sight of your cheeks going red, this memory being nothing short of embarrassing to you.

"yup, that- uh- that was me..!" you looked down in humiliation as the table giggled at alejandro's unexpected story about you. he loved embarrassing you, it was his thing. he found it fun because he thought of you like a little sister.

you looked up to see joao, laughing along with everyone else at the table, finding amusement in your misery. you shot him a playful glare.

"i'm only teasing, mi corazón." alejandro chuckled before ruffling your hair. "ale!" you whined, fixing your hair. his friends teased you. they all thought of you as their little sister, especially you being one of the younger ones.

the men continued on with their conversations as you continued looking at joao from your end of the table, only this time, he was looking at you too.

he was taking a slow sip of his water, eyeing you down.

joao wasn't the only one dressed all sexy tonight. you wore a short black satin strapless dress that hugged your figure perfectly. you thought of joao when you picked it out, you thought of him while putting it on, and you thought of him taking it off.

it seems that joao had the same thought. the way he looked at you from under his lashes gave you the impression that your outfit choice was a smart one.

you sent him a quick wink.

he smirked and dropped his eyes to your cleavage, widening them.

you rolled yours before continuing to eat your steak.

---

you couldn't take it anymore.

something the way he laughed with everyone at the table, his hair flowing when he turned his head. he had on a gold rolex and a gold chain, both glistening under the lighting over the table.

it was the way he carried himself with such confidence. he knew he was hot, and he knew you knew it too. that confidence definitely carried over into bed.

finally, you got up from the table, excusing yourself to "make a call".

shooting joao a quick look, he took the hint. his eyes followed you, watching you exit the restaurant and head towards the parking lot. after an agonizing 30 seconds or so, joao told everyone he forgot something in his car, and made a beeline to where he saw you last.

he saw you standing outside his car, waiting for him. he made his way towards you.

"so, who did you have to call?" he teased, his eyes waiting for your reaction. you scoffed and rolled your eyes, "very funny.".

you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you as you leaned against his car. he smiled down at you before looking over your figure.

"nice dress.."

"just take it off."

---

you two had squeezed into the back of his car, leaving nothing but surrounding street lights as your light source. you straddled his waist, rocking your hips while you smashed your lips against his. you two were breathing heavily, occasionally breaking the kiss to huff and puff before going back at it again.

joao's arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, his right hand occasionally sliding down to cup and smack your ass. his actions made you yelp into the kiss. your arms were everywhere. cupping his face, on his shoulders, in his hair, on his chest, on his abs.

it was like you two hadn't seen each other in years. like you were drowning and the only way to breathe was.. this.

your smooth rocking of the hips created a hard bulge in joao's pants which felt great on your throbbing clit. he groaned into the kiss, breaking it for you to breathe and to leave kisses down your neck.

"so, fucking, horny" he broke each word with a kiss. you moaned above him. "you can't even last one dinner party without my hands all over you?" you wanted him to shut up, so you grabbed his face in your hand and smashed your lips against his.

you started unbuttoning his shirt, but your hands were too shaky to do it quickly. "take this off, god damnit!" you groaned as he laughed and began unbuttoning it himself. you hiked your dress up and helped him with the last few buttons.

you moved his shirt partially off him, leaving it on his arms since you couldn't be bothered. you leaned down to kiss his chest while looking up at him. he was smiling down at you, hands rested behind his head.

he brought you back up to pull the top of your dress down just enough so that your tits would pop out. when they did, he licked his lips. now it was his turn to lean down and suck on them, making you tilt your head back and pant.

"joao, we dont have time for this-"

"shhh, patience princesa. don't worry." he went back to sucking.

"they're going to realize we're gone- joao!"

he couldn't bring himself to leave your tits alone, but when he did, you quickly reached down and undid his belt , not even bothering to pull it off.

"estás mesmo excitado, não é?" (you're really excited, aren't you?)

you nodded and bit your lip.

he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. you raised yourself up on your knees and hovered over his dick. he held it up with one hand, the other resting on your hip.

"are you ready for me?" he teased.

"enough questions." you cut his teasing short as you took his cock in your hands yourself and sunk down on him.

joao hissed at the unexpected pleasure. he looked up at you, gasping for air above him before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"move for me, bebé."

you did as you were told, lifting your hips up until just the tip of him was left in you, before sinking back down on him, agonizingly slow.

he shuddered at the feeling.

you picked up the pace, causing the car to rock. your tits bounced in his face, causing him to twitch inside you.

"fuck, y/n, you're amazing-" you laugh breathlessly above him, your hands resting on his shoulders for stability while his gripped your hips tightly.

after some time, your thighs were burning, and you were getting tired. joao picked this up, taking control. his grip on your hips was put to some use as he moved your hips up and down for you. he lifted and dropped you so easily and made you move so much faster. you felt the air leave your lungs and arched your back to stick your tits in his face.

he grinned as he thrusted his hips up, meeting you in the middle. he tilted your body back, and started to hit the spot inside you that made you see white.

your pants and gasps turned into moans and whines as you felt the bundle of heat in your core.

"joao, i'm close" you warned, your nails digging into his shoudlers.

"i'm right there with you, baby, oh," he groaned and grunted as he watched him drill into you faster and faster. "meu deus, foda-se!" (my god, fuck!) he hissed with gritted teeth as he felt you clench around him.

his pace was too much for you to hold back. you let go with a gasp and moan, your hand slamming and sliding down the steamy car window, leaving a print.

joao was, indeed, right there with you. he pulled your body off of him and set you down on his thighs hastily before stroking his red, throbbing cock, cumming all over your stomach with a string of grunts and pants.

you both sat there in the hot and dark car in disbelief, covered in sweat and panting, after having the most mind blowing sex you've ever had. you leaned your forehead against his and smiled. he chuckled before teasing you once more.

"let's go. we don't want to miss dessert, do we?"

#joao felix #joao felix smut #joao felix fanfiction #joao felix x reader #joao felix blurb #joao felix x you #joao felix imagine #joao felix fluff #joao felix angst #fanfic #fanfiction #football x reader #football #neybelle #fem!reader #football smut #smut #angst #football fanfic #judebelle

[lilykatelyn-blog]

Hello! I read your storys and they're so good 😭 idk what your guidelines are but, if your comfortable with it, would you mind writing cockwarming with txt? Thanks in advance if you decide to write it! Also im not certain what anons are, but if positions are open could I be 🍰 anon?

Cockwarming w/ TXT

pairing: txt x Gn!reader

genre: smut

warnings: cockwarming, taehyuns a lil shit.

notes: Yeah ofc! (Idk if you meant you didn’t know what anons were or what anons I had so I’m just gonna explain, anons are like labels so I can identify each anonymous user that messages or send me asks <3) sorry this took so long 😭

❤︎Yeonjun❤︎

Would be so into it, and he would be a menace. Constantly asking you “what’s wrong baby? I thought you asked for this, now you’re complaining?” And tsking, constantly telling you that you brought it upon yourself and you need to deal with it, even when he was the one who brought it up. He’d have you cockwarm him while he was practicing lines or responding to some work emails. It always ended with him giving you the best fuck of your life. He’d have you on his lap purposely taking long to respond or practice a single part, but he was done, it would be so pleasurable. One hand stimulating your clit (or cock) while fucked into you from behind. Cock sliding in effortlessly from the amount of precum/arousal fluid you had produced. All while he whispered how good you were doing for him in your ear.

❤︎Soobin❤︎

Never thought he’s be into it tbh. But the moment you brought it up, he felt himself get hard. You’d sit on his lap while he’d work or something, and once he finished he’d be so whiny, asking you to ride him. You’d make him wait a while, pretending to be busy on your phone while he whined. Accidentally bucking up into you, earning a slap on the thigh from you. He’s be kissing your neck, trying not to fuck up into you. When you clenched he’d see stars and he’d accidentally fuck up into you. Once you decided enough teasing was enough, you’d let him fuck you or you’d ride him, whatever he wanted. He was your sweet binnie after all.

❤︎Beomgyu❤︎

honestly I don’t see him being a big fan, but once you sat on his dick, he’s immediately have to hold himself back. Use this as a punishment if he intentionally makes you jealous or acts bratty. He also uses this as a punishment for you when you act bratty and he just makes you sit there while he games, ‘accidentally’ bouncing his thigh every once in a while, making you go crazy. When he’s had his fun and made you frustrated, he’ll stop and carry you to the bed, not pulling out. Then he’d fuck you into oblivion, telling you to never do that again. I think he’d be more into it if you were the one being punished tbh, not if he was. He finds it frustrating, but he loves feeling your arousal fluid (or precum) seep down to his thighs because of how turned on you are at him punishing you.

❤︎Taehyun❤︎

until you mentioned it, he thought he’d hate it. But when you finally sat on his dick, he had to bite your shoulder to stop from moaning. Whenever you would shift he’d hold your waist and tell you not to. But after a while, he’s get comfortable and start teasing you. He’d purposefully shift, or bounce his thigh, or buck up, claiming he was just adjusting his position. He kiss your neck, grope your chest and your ass. When you’d clench he’d chuckled and buck up slightly to make you clench more. If he’d feel you pulse around his dock, he’d stop teasing and switch your positions. Having you on the bottom and him on the top, finally fucking you as you’d both wanted. He’d fuck you hard, until you were seeing literal stars. Then when you would be finished and ready to doze off, he’d whisper in your ear “let’s do that again Jagi, good night.” Then go and sleep.

❤︎Hurning Kai❤︎

He’d be even more whiny than Soobin. He’d whine about how he wants to fuck you, how he can’t handle just staying still. But he’ll comply and stay still because he doesn’t want ti face the consequences of disobeying you. Now if this wasn’t a punishment and he was the one leaning towards dom this time, he’s be chill, working on something or listening to music, or actually paying attention to the movie while you were the one whining in his ear about how you needed him and needed him to fuck you. He’d eventually agree and fuck you. But not before playing with your clit/cock and almost making you cum then ducking you hard on the couch, not even bothering to turn off the tv, just laying you down and fucking you right then and there, without a care in the word for your neighbors.

#txt smut #txt x reader #tomorrow x together #tomorrow by together smut #tomorrow by together x reader #Yeonjun smut #yeonjun x reader #soobin smut #soobin x reader #beomgyu smut #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #taehyun smut #huening Kai x reader #huening Kai smut #txt hard thoughts

[zyonsay]

lil bro~~ its my birthday~~

wanna gift me with some hmm aah oscar smut? hahshwhshe

His Cherry lips OP81

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Tonight you need it a bit rougher

Warnings: Oscar in the wild, Smut, choking, Misuse of Bananas (im kidding)

Now playing: 'Off to the races' by Lana del Rey

AN: LIL BRO HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ofc you'll get Oscah smut >:D

I hope you have an amazing day and i adore you pookie <3

Soft sobs echoed from the bedroom through the door and into the empty hallway, most lights were off, and your belongings just carelessly tossed aside.

Usually your work was nice, but from time to time a rude client can get to you. The rustling of keys caught your attention, it must be Oscar coming home from the press conference he had told you about. Quickly wiping your eyes, you sprung up from the bed and rushed over to greet your boyfriend. Oscar offered you a sweet smile before pressing a quick peck to your lips. He couldn’t help but notice your red eyes and your sniffling nose. Immediately a worried expression painted his features. “What’s wrong baby?”, he now snuck his arms around you. Oscar is a gentle person, but you knew that he wouldn’t let you go without confiding in him. This type of trust was very important to him, and you were glad.

He guided you back into the bedroom while you told him about your client and what they had said to you. He slipped off his jeans, leaving him in his orange McLaren hoodie and his grey briefs. Sitting on the bed with you, he gently rubbed your back. “It’s not ok for them to talk to you like that. Talk to your boss about it. There has to be something to protect you from those nasty people.” His gentle touches and soft words made you smile slightly. You really had the perfect boyfriend. Oscar’s hand slid around your neck, pulling you into a sweet kiss. The warmth radiating from his body was comforting. Admittedly, you missed him throughout the day. Your hand slid into his soft hair, lightly tugging on them. While he gasped into the kiss, you used that opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth. He hummed at your antics, very obviously enjoying the moment. His hands slid down to your waist, holding you like you were the most precious being in the world. In his you were.

The dim light made your boyfriend look inviting and awfully… irresistible. With a hand to his chest, you pushed him onto his back and straddled him. His sweet smile had turned into a grin. “You look good on top of me”, his tone was genuine, almost innocent. With a dangerous smile you ground against Oscar, earning a groan from him. He placed his hands on your waist and held you in place as he craved more friction. “Take these off.”, he hooked a finger into the inside of your shorts and lightly tugged on them. Quickly climbing off of him, you threw the shorts on the floor, you’ll collect them after this is done. You were about get on top of Oscar again, as he grabbed your chin and embraced you in a warm kiss. There was nothing you could do when he pushed you down onto the mattress. He tugged your underpants off of you, tossing them aside. With a teasing look in his eyes he held two fingers towards your mouth, gesturing for you to suck on them. You generously covered his pale fingers with your saliva as you swirled your tongue around them. He was quick to pull them away again, you whined at the loss. But that was quickly replaced by a soft gasp as Oscar prodded at your hole with the same two fingers. He slowly and carefully pushed them in, centimeter by centimeter until his whole digits were dipped inside you. A soft hum rang through the air as he began gently pushing in and out of you. With one hand you grasped his arm and with the other you held onto the sheets, your knuckles white and your head tipped back.

Every sorrow was gone by now, only the aching for pleasure pumped through your body. Oscar deemed you stretched out enough and began fumbling with his boxers. The fabric, like many before, was tossed onto the ground. Oscar pressed sweet kisses to your chest and stomach while stroking his hard length. “Love you”, he whispered while aligning his cock with your entrance. With a smooth motion he pushed into you. He was gentle and so, so sweet.

“Please Oscar, be rough.”, your voice was quiet, almost a whisper as you begged him. He could never decline any of your wishes, he’d do anything for that sweet voice of yours. His pace rapidly increased and now he was practically slamming into you. You felt so alive, so real.

The city outside was asleep, there were barely any cars on the roads and the only light around were the dim streetlamps and the moon. One peek through your bedroom window showed a not so peaceful scene; loud moaning and the sound of Oscars hips snapping against yours filled the room. It felt like the atmosphere was on fire and he was the only bit of fresh air nearby. A few strands of his beautiful hair stuck to his forehead and his Hickory eyes were swallowed by his pupils. Oscar’s hold on your hips will for sure leave bruises. You darkly chuckled at him, while rutting against his motion. “Is that the best you can do?”, this made him quirk one eyebrow. Though he didn’t say anything, he just slid his hand up your chest and around your throat. Oh god.

He smiled sickly sweet before pressing hard and closing off most of your air supply. You gasped for air, while the pleasure inside you began boiling and tightening. The corners of his cherry lips tugged up into a sweet, but dangerous smile. The palms of your hand began feeling hot and you arched your back as the pleasure grew and grew. The bedroom’s ceiling blurred into a big mess as you craved oxygen in your lungs and then – snap!

White, creamy cum shot out of your length while Oscar released his hold on you and grabbed your hips again. He groaned as thick ropes of cum spurted out of his cock, right inside of you.

With an exhausted huff, he laid down on top of you, his head on your chest.

#oscar pastry #oscah #Misuse of Bananas #f1 x male reader #smut #reader insert #male reader insert #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #male reader #x reader #gay #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri #x male reader #male!reader #male x male

[starsillys]

question question for your tamagotchi au would there also be a sam and jade?

YYEAAHHHHHHBGHHH YES YES YES THERE IS SAM AND JADE OFC AUAHAH I had a spesicfic idea at the time when I thoughyt of the au but unfortunately my memory does me horribly and I like. Wracked my brain trying to remember what it was specifically and put off drawing anything until I did (BAD BAD BAD) (SO MUCH INCOHERENT YAPPIN UNDER THE CUT… LIKE SO MUCH IM SORGY)

in the end I think it ended up being like… Kinito being a lil 🤓 ass guy you know a realll computer freak!!!! Actually hacking himself into reality what the flip he just likw. Stole his friends back from a certain somebody’s folder,, using your computer to somehow find himself gaining access to a completely different desktop than your own when you were not giving him attention for like 0.00001 second when they were still being developed and kind of kept them in lil usbs until he could safely upload they consciousness into a safe computer program where they can run around and be silly or until you/he can figure out a way to carry them around portably like you do with him in his tamagotchi. Also the two of them are so fucking scared one minute they were like weee!! Ha hah!! Yayy!! running around in sircles,,, having fun in the puter together before suddenly being transported via some virtual wormhole and into small separate usbs. Have absolutely no idea what’s going on the pooor guys. They don’t even know who Kinito is dude but he does know and there’s so much confusion in their behalf that comes with it bc kinito has known about these guys for so long and has been. PINING for the friendship but they were actually so unaware of this third party member and they’re down right horrified. Straight up got napped.AUGHH a dude so many thoughts I will elaborate more and more as time goes on I am rambling like a crasy person rn I’m so sorry idk if any of this even makes sense I don’t know how the computer programming stuff works

#IM CRAZY IM STUPIG #I ACTUALLY STOPPED DRAWING THIS WHOLE TIME BECAUSE I WAS TRYINH TO REMEMBER SPECIFIACCALLY #INSTEARD OF JUST LIKE #SAYING IDK #OR THINKING OF SOMETHING ELSE #oguhhnlighhh #I have so many ideaks for this thing dude #Do not know how to get them out #Need to scream #AAAA #kinitopet #best friend’s analysis answers #im so sorry I didn’t answer this sooner

[meowzfordayz]

gifting them a handmade sweater — hashira men

Author’s Note: tried to write these a lil silly, a tad awkward, and very sweet. 🥰

gifting them a handmade sweater — hashira men

Word Count: ~1,700

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

Emergency Request Fulfilled: This may be a silly request. I decided to knit my boyfriend a sweater and like I tried my best but when I gave it to him he thought I bought it and went on about how I should return it because it looked awful and was laughing. I didn’t have the heart to say I did it and it shattered my heart 🥲Is it possible you could write a lil something of how the hashira men react to an f reader giving them a sweater they made for them? I feel silly requesting something so dorky. 

~faqs~

Will it fit? is Gyomei’s first concern as his fingers peruse the fuzzy material shoved shyly into his awaiting hands

—HEHEHE 😏

—Will it fit? 😏😏

—Why do I always get struck by Horny Cupid™ whenever I hc for Gyomei? 🥲

—The man’s a stud 😏😏😏

—That’s why 😌

—Anyway

He doesn’t recall you asking to take his measurements

But then he remembers how often you borrow his clothes

#you don’t need to ask

#it’s OUR closet tyvm 😃

“What’s the occasion?” he questions softly, slipping off his current shirt in favor of trying on his new sweater

—HELLO ABS 😳🫠

—Nothing wrong w/ your partner undressing in front of you, nothing at all 🫢

“Y’know you can wear it over a shirt, right?”

So sue you if you’re suddenly a tad breathless 😅

Gyomei smirks at the hitch in your voice

He’s onto us you 😵‍💫

“I thought you’d be more appreciative of my method.” 😎

—Hrr 🥵

“Does it fit?”

“You tell me,” he chuckles, “Does it look okay? I’m not bursting at the seams?”

*cue unapologetic glance downward*

“N-nope, not bursting at the seams.” 🙃

“I’ll wear it,” he promptly answers your silently hovering question, “I’m honored by the time and effort you put into this gift. Thank you.”

“How honored?” you squeak

“Extremely,” as he reaches for your face, his mouth curving into a gentle smile as you settle your jaw into his cupped palms, “You are simply the best.”

He kisses your nose knowing it’ll make you giggle ☺️

“I can’t accept this.”

Help this man

Obanai is already a tomato 🍅

Say something nice, and he might just squirt 😃

“What is that supposed to mean?” you huff, eyes narrowed at his immediate rejection of your hard work

“I don’t deserve it!” ☹️

“The hell you don’t deserve? Is my effort not worthy of your wear? Am I not worthy of you?”

You don’t mean to play dirty or harshly, but c’mon

Immediate rejection of a gift stings, yanno? 😕

“No, no, no, your effort is more than worthy! Too worthy! I just-”

Obanai shuts up, grabs the sweater, and tugs it over his head in one only slightly tangled motion

“CnIhvesumhep?” comes his garbled voice from somewhere inside the sweater

Rolling your eyes, you guide the collar around the top of his head, exasperated smile tugging at the corner of your mouth when his head finally pops through

“I graciously accept your gift,” he mumbles 😅

“Yeah?” you smirk, arms crossing, “That was so gracious of you.”

Pouting, he flicks your forehead faster than you can step back, cheeks dusted rose as he murmurs, “I’m working on it.” 🥺

You vow then and there to shower your sheepish, brilliant man in more gifts, more often

Nothing like a lil exposure therapy to quicken his progress 😇

(ofc, you don’t go too overboard, bc respecting his boundaries and comfort is foremost)

“I love it!” Kyojuro declares, dazzling grin on his face, eyes wide with delight as he hugs the sweater to his chest ❤️‍🔥

“You haven’t even tried it on!” you giggle, shoving playfully at his bicep, “If it doesn’t fit, then I can make adjustments.”

“If it is too small for me, then you are welcome to keep it for yourself, and I will commission you to make me a bigger, matching one!”

You blink once, twice

He really likes it that much?

“Is this you being generous, or sincere?” you ask, not unkindly

“I am being both!”

Damn his beautiful, brain-slowing smile 😭

What were you about to say? 🙃

“What if it’s too big?”

“Then I will be all the more cozy, and I will still commission you to make yourself a matching, oversized sweater!”

“If you’re so interested in wearing matching clothes, then you could just say so,” you snort, cheeks warming at the sight of Kyojuro’s skin peeking out from under his shirt 🫢

(bc he did the whole arms-raising-to-put-on-the-sweater-and-oop-there’s-his-sexy-midriff thing)

“I am interested in supporting you and your creative ventures!” striking a pose, “This might be the most comfortable sweater I have ever owned!” 🤗

“You’re exaggerating.” 🥴

“Perhaps,” he admits, closing the gap between your skepticism and his enthusiasm, lips planted firmly on your forehead, “But I meant it when I said I love it, and it fits perfectly fine.” 🥰

“Is this homemade?” he demands

… 😬

“Yes, Sanemi.”

“I can tell.”

Oof 🥲

But he puts it on faster than your embarrassment can react

“It fits,” in his typical gruff-w/-hint-of-pride/affection tone

—Truth be told, he didn’t expect it to fit 💀

He makes sure to wear it at least once a week 

Informs you about all the compliments it receives

(you can trust he isn’t lying bc he gets flustered and grumpy)

Doesn’t tell you about how he ~mildly threatens anyone who dares to even glance at it oddly 😃

Maybe it’s not his favorite sweater, but you’re his favorite person 💞

Sanemi’d never tell you this lest you took advantage, but: he’d swap out his entire wardrobe (and that includes his expensive items) for clothes handmade by you and only you 🥺

If you so desired to make him an entire new wardrobe, that is 😆

#he’d pay you, ofc #and he’d only miss his grey sweatpants ~a lil 😏 #emphasis on grey sweatpants 😏

—I need help

“I have a gift for you too,” Muichiro smiles, ears pink, nose crinkled happily

“Oh?”

“It’s not much,” as he wiggles into the sweater, “But it reminded me of you,” rushing off to fetch his present

“Tada!” he returns moments later, a mug cradled carefully against his chest, “I found it at a thrift shop.” 😁

Its coloring reminds you of the ocean after a storm, large and tall with a thick handle, textured sides providing dimension and uniqueness 🌊

“I thought you said we didn’t need more mugs,” you manage to mumble, cheeks already beginning to hurt from how widely you’re smiling 🥺🥰

“We don’t,” he shrugs, entirely unbothered, “But I’ll always need your happiness, and this makes you happy.”

It does 💓

—As a mug hoarder, Muichiro’s hcs are only ~very self indulgent of me 🤪

“You haven’t told me what you think about my gift to you!”

“It’s a bit tight around the shoulders, but the overall construction is phenomenal.” 👌

“I can adjust it.” 😅

“Yes please. I’ll wear it plenty if it fits properly.” 👍

Forwardness may not feel uber romantic, but well meaning honesty warms your heart all the same 😌

“It’s not holiday season,” Giyuu tilts his head, brow furrowed 🤨

“Are you calling it ugly?” you scowl, lips pursed, “Sweaters aren’t specifically for the holidays, Giyuu, they’re good for layering and style,” eyes narrowing, “Although perhaps the issue here is your overall lack of style?” 😐

“I’m not calling it ugly,” he deadpans, lump in his throat when he notices how shiny your eyes are, “Are you going to cry?” 😳

“NO.” 😖😢

“I’m not calling it ugly!” more urgent now, his expression softening as cool fingers brush gently against your cheek, “I suppose I do lack… style,” gruff tone coaxing a watery smile from you, “Will I regret asking for your expertise?” 😶🫶

“Maaaybe,” you finally crack an exuberant grin, turning your head to press a tender kiss into his palm, “There are a lot of rules.” 😃

“A lot of…” doing his best to conceal his noticeable grimace, “Rules?”

“There’re three main facets of fashion: comfort, utility, and just because.”

“Just because?” 🤔

—Confused Giyuu is my fave Giyuu teehee 😇

—Also: take my fashion ~advice w/ a grain of salt

—My main concern is color coordination

—Beyond that, I’m (almost) as oblivious/do-not-care as Giyuu 😂

“Sweatshirt and sweatpants combo? Comfort. Raincoat and rain boots when it’s raining? Utility. Athletic gear while working out? Utility. The incredible sweater I painstakingly made for you? Comfort and just because.”

Amusement flickers in his gaze as understanding slowly dawns 👀

“And what about pajamas?”

“Comfort and utility.”

“And,” his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper, “Nude?” 🫢

“All three,” you wink, “Especially if it involves both of us in bed.”

Giyuu may lack style, but he does not lack the ability to end up in bed—nude—w/ you 😵‍💫😈😉

Tengen: Does it light up? 🧐

Suma: It’s gorgeous! 😍 *squeals excitedly*

You: Excuse me? 😐

Tengen: *pondering* Can you add glitter? 🤔

Hina: Tengen… 😕

Tengen: Don’t get me wrong! I love the design, and the fit is comfortable, but-

Makio: Did you not notice the interwoven tinsel yarn?

Tengen: *huffs* Is that what’s so itchy? 😒

You: TENGEN. 😑

Tengen: *pouts* I have sensitive breasts. 😞

You: *scowling* So wear a damn shirt underneath it.

Tengen: *wistful sigh* But then your love and affection won’t directly touch my skin. 🥺

Suma: Ooh babe, could you make me one next? ☺️ *bambi eyes*

Makio: Hold up, ME next! 😁 *gripping your hand*

Hina: *patiently* I’d love one too, please and thank you. 😇

Tengen: One of you could have mine, and then I could get a new one that doesn’t irritate my br-

Everyone sans Tengen: TENGEN! 😡

Hina: Be grateful, not greedy!

Makio: Shut up about your breasts.

Suma: I’ll take yours, and give it the appreciation and attention it deserves!

Tengen: *thoroughly berated* Thank you [y/n], I apologize for my insensitivity and selfishness. 😓

You: *amused* *Makio is tucked into your left side* *Suma into your right* Is it truly that itchy?

Tengen: *quietly* No.

You: I’ll make sweaters as your birthday gifts, does that seem fair enough? 💝

Makio: *thinking hard* Fine.

Suma: *wetly smooches your cheek* Perfect! Thank you!

Hina: If you wouldn’t mind teaching me, then I’d be content to make my own. *eyeing Makio, Suma, and Tengen* You already have your hands full, after all. 😝

You: *giggling* *meanwhile, the aforementioned trio glare @ Hina* It’d be my pleasure. 🫶

Tengen: Alright, alright, group hug! 😤

You: *cooing* Aww, do you feel left o- 

Tengen: *proceeds to squish you, Hina, Makio, and Suma into a gigantic hug* *aka he most certainly does feel left out* 🙄💗

#hashira x reader #headcanons #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #himejima gyomei #gyomei x reader #iguro obanai #obanai x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #tokito muichiro #muichiro x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #uzui tengen #tengen x reader

[gloryy-vs]

Omg, I just read your Ao’nung, I was wondering if you could do another one where the reader is the one to do his hair before he goes out to like do his daily task. It’s been floating around and my brain and I think you’d be the perfect person to write it. I love your writing, and it’s totally fine if you don’t feel like writing it. 💗

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yes ofc >:) couldn’t think of a title so pls give recs 🤲🏻 a lil short but it’s still cute

characters: ao’nung x reader

ratings: fluff , sfw ,

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You pulled his shoulder down, having him sit on the floor while you sat on the hammock behind him. “If you want me to do you hair then you can’t sit next to me.” You said, running your fingers through his fluffy curls. He whined, “That’s bullshit.” You smacked the back side of his head playfully, “You want you beside to look lopsided?” He stayed silent, and you retorted, “That’s what I thought.” You began to massage his scalp, taking your time to ease the tension.

He put his head back, taking great joy in the way your fingers worked his scalp. Having his braids in for a long time made his scalp tense and almost sore, so it was a relief when you took a cold oil that was used when braiding and started from his scalp, all the way down to his ends, making his hair more manageable.

“Ma Eywa, this feels amazing.” He said, a goofy smile rising on his face. You shook your head, slicking his hair back and pulling it back for a second before releasing it. “I know you love it when I do your hair.” You said, grabbing a sturdy twine to secrion off where his braids would start. “You want the same as usual, my love?” You questioned, while your face remained concentrated on parting his hair. Ao’nung nodded curly as to not disturb your work. “You always do my hair the best, when you braid em’ it doesn’t hurt as bad when they’re fresh.” He responded.

You smiled, slicking the sections you made with oil to keep them in place while you worked on the other ones. You grabbed a section of his hair, finally starting to braid his hair against his head while applying the cold oil every so often. You wanted to make them braids tight enough to stay, but not so tight that Ao’nungs’ scalp would hurt.

He sat there comfortably, his eyes closing and then fluttering open while you took your time with his hair. You stopped all the braids you got to so far towards the middle of his head, leaving the rest undone so you could make his signature bun. you took a thicker oil, pressing the ends of each braid down in place so that when you tied up his hair they would come loose. Taking more of the thinner oil you slicked the remained hit of his hair, seeing how the oil made his fluffy curls more defined made you smile in content. You loved the texture of his hair, and you especially loved playing with it. You twisted his hair into a half bun, using a thin vine to tie it up and keep it in place, leaving the good bit of hair left to hang down from it. You rubbed the remaining oil on your hands together, running your fingers through the loose ends of his hair to define his curls again, and made it your finishing point before tapping him on the shoulder.

“All done.” You said. Ao’nung put his head in between your legs, pushing his head back to look up at you. He placed his hands on your thighs before saying, “Thank you.” Putting your hands on either side of his face, you kissed his forehead. “Anytime, skxawng.”

#neteyam x reader #aonung x you #aonung imagine #ao’nung x reader #aonung x reader #ao’nung #avatar way of water #avatar x reader #avatar angst #avatar neteyam #avatar loak #avatar jake #avatar

[my--moon]

heyyy i was wondering if you could a do a request for Leo with a child of Demeter headcanons? You’re free to take creative liberty with it 🫶🏼 thank you :)

❝ Earth and Fire ❞

Pairing; Leo Valdez X Reader (Child of Demeter) Warning; Curse words and slang used by me 😗 A/N; Reader's a lil bit feral. No gender really mentioned idt

Lemme tell you something.

When you first met, he kinda burn your garden to the ground

It was by accident tho!!!! He'd never do it on purpose :((

He just saw you sitting there so refined, playing with a daisy—then he went up in flames

Then the daisy in your palm incinerated in your palm...

He tried to apologize !! You were only slightly annoyed, you could always grow another y'know

He offered to help you out after that, basically saying he's in debt to you

Conveniently, you were *suddenly* put on more quests together :O who'd of thunk? (me lying)

Somehow you'd wriggled your way into the friend group—everyone loved you :D especially leo

then came the flirts! You thought they were only empty flirts—no actually love

Nah, that boy was head over heels, infatuated, and obsessed with you

you could've glanced in his direction and he'd have to try not to faint

Y'know those ships “A is absolutely batshit feral and B is a little too into it” that's you and Leo

Like, when I say feral I mean FERAL

You can use your powers to choke monsters with thick and sharp thorned vines—but you can't open the jar without help from him?

hearts in his eyes 😍😍

LITERALLY SEES NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU

any insecurities you have are non existent to him

wydm you don't like your body? you literally look like Psyche (she was told she was prettier than Aphrodite)

Piper love you, she likes how chill you can be yet how badass you are with those earth powers

Annabeth finds you likeable—your one of her best friends

Percy and Jason think your rlly cool and nice to be around

Nico glares at you, but will says he likes you dw

Will adores you—in a platonic way ofc

Frank finds you cool

Hazel loves you as well—she likes to ask you questions about your life

Now back to Leo!!!

Once you two actually start dating—hes still basically the same

Head over heels, infatuated and obsessed

Blushing, up in flames and swooning

He's hopeless.

He's also very romantic<3

Leo likes to make jewelry for you, like bracelets and earrings

He's so given you a plush of your favourite animal

Hand holding>>>

man GRIPS onto your hand, he's got a strong grip and he's not letting you go

Sometimes to reassure him your not going anywhere; you wrap small vines around his wrist

if you've got lipstick and you kiss him, he will not wipe it off—he's wearing that lipstick mark like a badge

same with hickeys and scratch marks

Cuddles from behind!!!

Lots of cuddles

Man is very touchy— it's just how he is, he needs to touch his friends and family to show his affection

If you don't like touch, he won't push anything onto you dw

often calls you pet names in Spanish

the most common ones are “mi amor” “mi vida” “cariño” “muñeca”

call him any pet name he'll giggle and blush

Piper once caught y'all making out (reference to another fanfic I made)

Best chef 🫶🏼🫶🏼

He's so a trophy husband, like he still works but he'd happily marry someone and be the stay at home parent

He's very sweet<33

He loves kids. For no reason he loves them, he's also rlly good at taking care of them

All his siblings love and adore you

they like to make jokes over when's the wedding

THIS FUCKING MAN IS SO SWEET I SWEAR

he'd do the same thing he did with calypso in the books, and literally go missing if that means finding and saving you

Slutty waist Leo. I've said it once, I'll say it again!!!!!

It's my core headcanon

but no why's it so grabbable

he uses kaomojis over emojis tbh

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he prefers them okay?

tho he does uses emojis for shits and giggles

like going 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 or 🔥🔥

Y'know what I mean!!!!!

not really jealous tbh

hes keeps saying opposites attract because he's fire and your earth

He quotes avatar with you, Percy, Jason and him

“Earth, Fire, Air, Water.” — 😭💕

He likes bites

I'm not going to elaborate on that

he buys your favourite candies and lollies

He bought you a balloon once

that shit popped the moment it entered the Demeter cabin but it was pink and heart shaped :((

he's such a good boyfriend

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #Leo Valdez #hoo #jason grace #frank zhang #heroes of olympus #reyna avila ramirez arellano #leo valdez x y/n #leo valdez fanfic #leo valdez x oc #leo valdez fanart #leo valdez x reader #Leo pjo #Leo hoo #Valdez #male!reader #male!y/n #male!mc #fem!reader #female!reader