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sweetiecutie · 7 months

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Pairing: König x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mdni, periods sex, blood play but not really(?), softie König

A/n: very self-indulgent. My periods are as tough as ever and there’s no one to comfort me, so I guess I’ll have to do it myself🥲

König didn’t really know much about periods. Well, of course he knew what menstruation is and that every woman has it once a month, but that was pretty much it. So when you started dating poor guy saw how things really were in female world.

He noticed how moody you would become a week prior your periods, how snappy you’d react to his harmless teasing. König noted your craving for sweets as well, and how angry and sad you’d be over a few pimples that appeared so unwelcomed on your precious face. And König felt truly sorry for you - it was clear as day that you were a hormonal mess, and there wasn’t anything he could do to help you, no matter how much he wanted to.

And then your periods finally came. König watched you get up suddenly from your spot on the couch, rushing straight to the bathroom. He was a bit confused - you were all snuggled up together, watching a movie you picked - did something happen? He knocked on the bathroom door softly, asking if everything was good - a few moments later you opened the door, sour expression on your face as you scrunch up the wrap from the pad. “Yeah, my periods started” you mumbled begrudgingly, your lips pulled in a small pout.

König who just couldn’t bear seeing his precious baby in pain, did everything in his power to comfort you. He wrapped his warm strong arms around your frail form, cuddling you into his chest. His fingers grazed gently the soft skin of your tummy where it ached, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, scattering small kisses wherever he could reach.

König did his research on how to ease menstrual pains. Painkillers, massage, yoga. But what particularly caught his attention - almost every article he’d read said that orgasm is a great way to get rid of cramps - not only healthy but pleasurable as well. So of course he suggested you just that.

König was so sad to see you this fearful and hesitant - “Baby, it’ll make a huge mess. Everything will be covered in blood and I don’t want you to get yourself dirty and-“ you rambled on, his eyes growing wide with every word you said. “Y/n, what are you even talking about?” He interrupted you softly, huge hands coming to cup your cheeks and he looks into your eyes deeply.

“Do you really think a bit of blood will stop me from fucking my amazing sexy girl? If you don’t want this - it’s okay, but please don’t think that I’m disgusted by you bleeding” he said it so earnestly, kissing both of your cheeks reassuringly. König hated the idea of you being self-conscious about absolutely natural processes in your body. So when you nodded shyly, slightly spreading your legs for him to settle in between them, König couldn’t contain a wide grin, even while kissing you passionately.

So with a thick towel under your hips, König got to work - lapping away at your poor pussy, smearing a mixture of your blood, slick and his own saliva all over his cheeks, gazing up at you drunkenly, moaning into your folds at the taste and smell of you. His fingers gently pumped in and out of your sopping cunt, marveling at the wetness blood provided, how easily three of his thick digits slipped into your sensitive cunny.

And only after making you cum on his mouth two times, König decided to fully indulge you, getting his heavy cock out of his boxers. With gentle move of his hips he sunk right into your velvety warmth, penetration as easy as ever due to blood lubrication. He went as gentle as ever, noting how overly sensitive you were - way more than usual. König made sure to not go too deep, to not disturb your poor uterus even more.

König was so sweet, rubbing your clit non-stop, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of your soft beautiful body. He scattered kisses all over your neck and chest, careful to not graze your sore from hormones nipples. And only when you couldn’t take no more - a trembling sweaty mess in his loving arms, babbling and whimpering deliriously, he allowed himself to finally cum on your twitching tummy.

König fucked you so good it took you several minutes to regain consciousness - with bleary eyes you looked up to him, your breath hitching slightly. Here was your boyfriend sitting next to you, grinning from ear to ear; lower half of his face was completely covered in dried blood, his hands and lower stomach glistening with dark red. That would definitely look terrifying if you didn’t know what exactly he was just doing.

“So how are your cramps?” He asked, his white teeth contrasting with brownish-red on his cheeks and lips. You closed your eyes in exhaustion, sinking deeper into soft pillows.

“Gone” you said, making König’s smile brighten impossibly more.

And yes, he’d definitely joke about being a vamp from this day on🙄

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screampied · 3 months

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saying the safe word with sukuna? 🥹

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ SUKUNA RYŌMEN.

⤷ tags. fem!reader, fluff + smut, safe word usage, praise, mentions of size difference. petnames: princess, little one, brat.

instantaneously, the moment you muttered your safe word in a sweet broken, “…kuna, r-red,” and with a soft squeeze against his arm — that was the exact point where he stopped. sukuna stopped, pulling out gently to not hurt you anymore before he raises his eyebrows in pure startlement.

“red? what…uh, what happened? are you—okay?”

you could tell by his sudden change of body language, the delay in his voice, he was concerned.

you’ve never uttered out your safe word in bed before. sukuna hovers over you, and he’s maintaining eye contact, awaiting for your response.

“nono, i’m okay,” you reassured him with a awkward smile, brushing a thumb against his arm. you stared at him, taking a deep moment to think of what to say—you were embarrassed, having to stop right in the middle, but you had to. “it was good, it’s just that,” and you took your time to speak, gently rubbing your fingers against his arm. he noticed you’d always do that whenever you were anxious or nervous. “it started to hurt a little.”

sukuna grows quiet before he rasps out a low, “….princess,” and the way his tone instantly softened. as well with his eyes, he leaned in close to you—your forehead was met with a cute, awkward kiss on the forehead by him. something he doesn’t really do. “forgive me, my sweet. i’m sorry. ya know you could have told me sooner, right? i wouldn’t have gotten mad at you. you’re my baby.”

the moment his soft warm lips tapped against your forehead, you felt your heart swoon and pick up. sukuna was never one to be soft, yet with you, the ultimate exception.

“really?” you whisper out, for a strange reason, you felt tears swell up near the very crevices of your eyes—annoying, you hated how overly sensitive you could be at times. “i-i thought you’d get mad and call me weak or something.”

“absolutely not,” he huffs out, and he brings a single thumb to stroke your cheek—bright eyes going down to stare at your adorable pout. “i’d never say that.”

“but-”

“shh, i’m trying to be a good boyfriend and comfort you,” he murmurs, and he brings a kiss near the side of your mouth. “anyways, princess,” he says, pulling you from your back to sit up. “are you sure you’re okay? i’m glad you told me to stop… i know with the…the uh, size difference between us and everything, i could get a bit carried away.”

and sukuna’s so cute. just the way, he’s suddenly all timid and careful with his words — bringing an arm to scratch near the nape of his neck, awkwardly. “i feel like an idiot. you can slap me if you want. feel free to-”

“why would i slap you?” you furrow your eyebrows, and he’s taken aback once you drag him into your chest, pulling him into a big hug. “i’m fine, it was just a little sting.”

“oi, woman. not so—tight,” he croaks, being dramatic and fake choking as if you were actually suffocating him.

“sorry,” you giggle, this time you’re the one to plant a kiss on the curse’s cheek. sukuna tenses and freezes up again, cute. to think only you could make him like this made you smile. “but ‘kuna, you are a good boyfriend. the best, actually.”

his eyes linger towards you, and his gaze was still intimidating—despite the way it looks like he’s staring right into your soul.

“…think so?” and his voice softens yet again, he genuinely sounds seriously ponderous. “you don’t have to save just say that to spare my feelings, y’know. i’d never forgive myself if i hurt you, so—”

“sukuna, i’m okay.” you muttered, leaning in to give him a sneak kiss on his lips—you fluster him heavily, it’s frustrating. frustratingly endearing.

he ponders for a moment before letting off a deep relaxed sigh.

“good. good,” and you’re surprised yourself one he pulls you back into his chest, a big bear hug. his arms wrapped around you. whilst pulling you close, the two of you are just quiet for a good twenty seconds before he speaks again. “i love you, woman. ya know? and…i’m proud of you.”

“what for?” you reply, your chin softly resting against his shoulder, taking in his sweet scent.

“for using your safe word, silly,” he utters in an low, playful tone. “you’ve never used it before. ‘n i’m glad ya did.”

now you’re the one flustered, you swallow a thick lump in your throat and he’s caressing your back with a big hand, it’s soothing. “o-oh,” and then it dawned on you. “but sukuna, you—you didn’t get to finish.”

“you’re too cute for your own good,” he faces you now, teasingly and lightly bonking your forehead with the tip of his pointer finger. “don’t worry about me. i’ll live.”

“okay.” you say hesitantly. then you look up at sukuna, and he raises a brow—you look like you want to ask him something, he can read your simplistic facial expressions like a novel.

he mumbles. “spit it out, princess. what is it that you want? a massage? a head pat? a—”

“um, just a kiss.”

he chuckles. “hmpf. i figured, get over here, girl.”

you gently lean in, softly pressing your lips against sukuna, and he’s very tender with his touch—you always treasured how sukuna would treat you like a porcelain doll, whenever it came to sweet gestures as kissing.

he tilts your chin slightly upward, the simple feeling of his lips…so soft, warm and a bit hot colliding against yours.

just a bit of tongue, each lips of yours and his were parting amongst each other lightly and you let off a soft whine into his mouth. you feel the coy smirk tug against his thin lips, heavy pants of breathing mashing against each other by each individual second. the more he kisses you, the more your heart raced—you felt loved more than you ever did.

with your tongue, you map out his mouth, long lashes fluttering as he held you close, and he then cups your face.

the sweetened filled kiss last for about half a minute before you pull away, and sukuna’s all awkward again—you were the only girl in the word to take his breath away. a fact he perhaps wasn’t ready to come to terms with.

“thank you kuku,” you hum, lightly shoving him on the bed so you could rest your head against his chest.

he tenses his jaw. “kuku?”

“it’s your new nickname, so deal with it, princess.” you smile, playfully kissing near his tummy.

“oh, little one. you have some nerve,” he utters, suddenly not flustered and perturbed as he once was. the audacity for you to say his nickname he used for you. such sass, he wraps a hefty arm over you, making sure you won’t go anywhere. “now, let’s…whatever you call it, ah—”

“um, cuddle?”

“cuddle, yeah, that.”

“i love you too kuku.”

“rest, brat,” he utters in a gruff tone. it only takes you a good few minutes before you drift off to sleep and once he hears you start to snore against his chest loudly, he sighs. “i—love you more.”

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tragedybunny · 6 months

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Moon Blood - Astarion x F!Reader - NSFW, TW: Period Sex

I know it's been done before, but it's the most delicious notion.

Reader awakes one morning to find themselves menstruating. Astarion has a plan to help them clean up.

It starts when you wake that early afternoon, your body’s way of celebrating its liberation from the tadpole apparently. Two days out from the near cataclysm and you woke to the uncomfortable warmth of blood spattering your thighs. Early, an annoyance. Beside you, Astarion dozes peacefully, sleeping what little he needs to, arm wrapped tightly around you as though you could vanish if it weren’t. You’d been doing what you could to help the city, but after everything that had happened, he was your main priority. Perhaps that was selfish but didn’t you and him deserve a little selfishness?

Across the room you eye the wash basin, so close but so far with your love’s death grip on you. Delicately, you try to move him, enough to slip out, but not wake him. Pushing his arm down only causes him to hold tighter and you push again, a little harder. “But Darling,” he murmurs and wraps both arms around you, to drag you close. At this rate you were going to ruin the bed in the room you’d very kindly been given.

“Astarion,” you whisper and shake him, frustration growing.

There’s a little pang of guilt when his eyes slowly open, you do hate to wake him when he actually sleeps. “Is something wrong, Love,” he asks sleepily.

Unguarded and disheveled, he’s incredibly alluring, more so because you’re the only person in the world to see him like this. For a moment you forget to answer as your body fills with an ache for him, heightened by your current state. “Uh, no, I’m, I just need to get up.”

Eyes widen, suddenly alert, and he sits up, inhaling sharply. “You’re bleeding.”

“It’s…,” why is this so embarrassing, it’s perfectly natural, “it’s moon blood.”

The look on his face shifts from concern to hunger. “Moon blood,” he repeats, glancing down to your red stained thighs, tongue idly licking his fangs.

Warmth travels across your skin and you know it's turning a bright shade of red, the insinuation you think you hear in his tone makes you shiver. “Y-yes, love, and I need to clean it up,” he can’t really be thinking that.

“Perish the thought my Darling,” you swallow thickly. "That would be such a terrible waste." The way he hovers over you gives you a sense of being prey and you almost whimper out loud. Reaching out, he tilts your head up, capturing you in a deep kiss, and then whispering in your ear. "Allow me."

The thought is intoxicating even as it feels forbidden. Your mouth is too dry and your voice doesn't work. "I…," you only manage a breathy gasp after that.

"I need you to use your words, sweet girl, and tell me that's what you want," he speaks against your ear, nipping the pointed tip of it.

Still holding your chin, he forces you to look him in the eyes. "I-I want you to clean me up." He smiles devilishly and gestures for you to continue. Your startled mind takes a minute to realize what he wants. "Please."

"Good girl," you quiver at the words.

With gentle firmness his hands push your shoulders back toward the mattress, before tossing the discarded blanket to the floor. "Spread your legs," he commands, encouraging you with an insistent grip on your thighs. "Gorgeous," he exhales at the sight of you.

Kneeling between your legs, he captures your lips again, and then begins to kiss down your body, firmly pining your hands back down when you reach for him. The message is clear, you've surrendered control to him. Little nipping kisses are planted from your neck to your abdomen, special attention is lavished on your now overly sensitive nipples. You fight to keep your hands at your sides as he trails his tongue over one before you feel the sharp bite of one of his fangs. Your hips buck and you whine. "Please."

"Patience my Love." The torture continues on your other nipple until you're writhing. Only then does he resume his path, pausing just before reaching your eager sex.

"Hmm," he torments you, "so much to savor."

He licks a wide swath over one of your crimson painted thighs and sighs. "Astarion," you whine, mad with need.

Ignoring you, he takes his time cleaning up your thighs, savoring the taste. Working his way closer and closer to where you want him the most, only to pull away and start on the other. Groaning, you frustratedly slap the mattress. "Girls who can't behave themselves don't get my help," he teases and you quiet.

The first swipe of his tongue against your cunt brings a moan to your lips. The euphoria has just begun though. Slow, languid licks explore you, tasting the blood and slick of your arousal, lavishing every inch of you. Astarion groans against you. "You're delectable my Darling," his words are punctuated by his tongue penetrating you, leaving you mewling.

Two fingers start to caress your sensitive bud as his tongue continues to torture you, pushing as deep as he can. His own little noises of pleasure join yours as he devours you, lapping and sucking until you're desperately writhing against his face. "Astarion, I need t-," your words are lost as his mouth moves to your clit, taking it between his teeth and sucking.

"Come for me my sweet," he commands, fingers entering you and moving with the perfect rhythm to set everyone of your nerves on fire. With his divine attentions you don't last long, crying his name as you see stars.

He isn't done though. Before you can come down, he shifts back to kneeling and looks down at you, chin painted red and eyes hazy with lust. "Yes," you breathe, in answer to the question he hasn’t asked yet.

He thrusts inside you, the sensation of being filled so quickly, so completely, pulling another moan from you. "Always so eager for me," he growls, driving you mad.

Holding your hips in an iron grip, he fucks you with a wild need. So much for the borrowed bed you lament for a second before being washed away again. "Gods," you pull your legs back to your chest, desperate to take him as deep as possible.

"Fuck, Love," he groans, "taking it so good. My little bloody mess. Naughty girl might need to be cleaned up again." The words do you in a second time and you come, quivering around him.

He doesn't let up his pace, every moment of your orgasm filled with fresh sparks of bliss, until with a last deep stroke you feel his seed pumping into you. He leans down, kissing you, and the taste of all of you on him is intoxicating. "Sorry Love," he pulls away smirking. "I don't think I was much help after all."

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way-of-love · 11 months

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Oops - (ONESHOT) (Miguel O’Hara x FEMReader) (18+ ONLY) (R- RATED)(SPOILERS)

Well, guess Miguel must really like mouths and you just enjoy giving it to him!

WARNINGS: Forced Oral; bondage; hate x love; sadist; threat of using… ALL holes; biting; smut; spit; bubbly spit; juices (: ; GWAK GWAK 3000

This couldn’t go on for much longer could it? He had to get tired at some point right? No man should have such strength or even stamina to keep this up for so long. Yet you always forget he’s not like any man. You lost track of time in this room, wherever this room was.

Tired and overly-sensitive, you bit your lip hard stoping the whimper coming out when you felt the tip of a talon pressing against the very tip of your overly rubbed clit. Your legs quivered and your body jerked from the contact. Torture is what it was yet it felt euphoric.

You were bound to a chair with thick glowing red webs bitting into your sweaty flesh keeping your legs tied, spread and your arms bound behind the chair. It didn’t hurt but it was uncomfortable to stay like this for hours. You weren’t sure how much you could withstand before eventually passing out.

“Enough! Miguel please!” You finally groaned out desperately tossing your head back.

Miguel stood in the darkness of the room, a sole light illuminating you were you sat and he hid his face within the shadows where his bloody red eyes glowed. And those eyes took in your sorry state with a dark satisfaction. And that satisfaction of his left you vulnerable, naked and bare for his dark devices.

He made you into this mess of a woman because he realized this was the best way to shut you up.

Yelling, scolding, trying to go over his authority when he already gave you a direct order. Yet, you betray him with your…free will.

“Look at you, que porquería.” He speaks quietly, cold with mock sweetness.

Miguel may have been close enough to touch you but you still couldn’t see his face. Clearly he was angry no, furious.

“Miguel… I know you’re angry but you don’t have to go—“ Your eyes widen and a shriek left your bruised lips when you felt him pinch your poor rose bud between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it like a small little bead.

He growled in annoyance bracing a hand on the back of the flimsy chair you were tied to shaking it a bit as he leaned over your face. His brows here angled and furrowed, his eyes lacked that usual sarcastic dull shine. Now they were brimming with a fiery anger that seemed to light them up.

“You! Have pissed me off for the last fucking TIME Y/N.” He sneered down at you, seething in anger as he continued to roll your clit between your forced parted thighs. Your eyes squeezed shut as a breathy moan left you.

You’ve both been at this for hours, and he still hasn’t eased off of you. All because you befriended and defended that kid, Miles. Out of everyone who was there you called Miguel out on his hypocrisy. Putting all the blame from the collider incident on that poor teen all while calling him an anomaly. Yet, he never considered that the only anomaly was that Spot guy.

It turned into a whole argument, things being thrown at one another before he used his superhuman abilities against you forcing you into this room, stripped naked and tied. Of course you fought and bit but he was superior in strength. You were just human with a very big brain.

“I…I get it… but please,” You licked your lips,” Talk. Let’s talk please?” Your voice was hoarse, shaky and breathless.

You’ve begged him to stop countless of times before and each time he dismissed your pleas with the wave of your hand doing as he liked to punish you for your insubordination.

Yet, while you looked so pathetic naked and tied to the chair with with his webs bitting into your plush skin he realized he should have done this much, much sooner. Seeing you unable to move struggling to be freed from his webs stroked a fire within him.

Grabbing your cheeks with the hand he had behind your chair, he squeezes them until your lips are perked, and he looks down at them sneering,” Talk? I’m done talking to you.”

He then smirks and you see a small spark of emotion in his angry red eyes, a hint of lust. He gets closer and brushes his lips against your perked ones, “ Siempre estás hablando.(T:You’re always talking) You’re very lucky I don’t tear these lips of yours off with my teeth.”

Your eyes narrowed slightly at his threat feeling both excitement and arousal spiking slightly. If anyone else was on the receiving end of that threat they’d think he was being serious but you, God, you knew he was bluffing. Those fangs of his were solely for show.

He let your face go instantly making your head swing a bit to the side. Your cheeks hurt where he grabbed and squeezed you.

“Guess…a sorry is in order,” You mumbled with a hint of annoyance.

You look down glancing at your self. Sweaty quivering thighs forced apart and held apart by those glowing webs of his. And a pool of, no doubt, your juices he managed to get out of you dripping over the edge of the chair. This was embarrassing. Humiliating even. Only if you were caught you’d feel humiliated.

If Miles, Gwen or even Hobie saw how pathetic you looked in the hands of Miguel they’d no doubt take pity but you didn’t want that. You were enduring this for their sake.

Were you really? For their sake?

Even if it was for their sake… you still found yourself yearning for more of this…punishment he was bringing down on you.

“ ‘Sorry’ isn’t good enough Y/N. ‘Sorry’ is for when you step on someone’s foot.” He exclaimed coldly while he walked behind you. “This goes beyond sorry. Years beyond a simple apology.”

Raising your head you stared off into the darkness of the room of the room sensing his warmth behind you. His own cool scent of fresh mint, amrboxan amber and cedar wood. The intoxicating concoction of both his smell and sweat were driving you crazy stirring your insides like an aphrodisiac.

Your mind was going in the worst of directions the more you filled your lungs with that smell. All these ‘what if’s’ and scenarios of him and you with sweaty bodies meshed together in unison like a symphony.

Miguel always played you until you were at the peak of your performance. But you knew there could be more, there is more!

You sighed out a response,”Then I take it back, I’m not sorry.”

Defiance is considered open resistance or bold disobedience and it was something Miguel could never let slide. He hated when things didn’t go his way or when people never followed their written roles. And as of right now you weren’t following his regiment.

You could hear his deep sigh of disapproval, his breath falling over the top of your head. His bare hand sliding over your jaw cups your chin and forces your head back roughly. It makes you groan and wince from the force.

Miguel leans in lips brushing against your ear, “Tempting me is a dangerous game, you know that right?”

You roll your eyes as he let you go suddenly. Was he done? Was he satisfied with this punishment? Rolling your head a bit you felt his warmth disappear for a moment but he suddenly came back and your chair was tilted back making you squeal out in surprise.

The control freak tilted your chair back enough where your toes or the chairs front legs weren’t touching the ground. He tilted you back enough so you were crotch height and the top of your head had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting what he truly was hiding behind his blue suit.

“Oops,” He mumbled starring down at you with that unimpressed expression of his. You narrowed your eyes at him. Miguel felt no shame about what he planned on doing next or rather he wouldn’t be feeling bad about it. His thumb hooked around the frontal part of his suit waistband and began to tug it down. Now you began to resist some more when you realized just what he planned on doing.

“M-miguel… you can’t be serious—“ Sucking someone off was not new to you but sucking them off being held upside down like this would definitely be a first.

“Relax. I’m holding the chair,” And to confirm it for you he shook the chair where he held it making you jiggle a bit, “and besides, I think this is the best way to shut you up.”

You and Miguel have never had intercourse or even fooled around before these ‘punishments’ of his began. Was he really doing this to punish you or could he not hold in his own desire anymore? Whichever it was you watched him tug the rest of his suit down revealing himself.

It was long, thick and strong. God he was hard already as if he was waiting for this very moment; his balls heavy, swollen looking hung right above your forehead. You felt your wet cunt throb at the sight. Veins popped up on his pelvis just as thick veins decorated his cock, a very thick one was obviously noticeable on his underside and so was a thick one on his side.

While you gawked at his rod that shadowed over your face he smirked satisfied.

“You have such a big bold mouth. Let’s hope it’s big enough for this,” His voice came out thick and heavy with lust.

Looking up at him fully you licked your swollen lips, “ Then say please,” You looked back at his cock that hovered right above your face.

Miguel tilted his head as he reached for your face, the back of his gloved hand brushing against your cheek before he ran that thumb if his across your upside down swollen lips. By the looks of it, it was going to be a pretty tight fit.

“Say please,” He scoffs slowly sliding his thumb into your mouth. It slid around your bottom teeth feeling up each tooth, rubbing against your gums spreading and smearing your spit to your top teeth.

“Por favor? Déjame usar tu boca.”His voice came out in almost a whisper as he continued to play with your teeth and spit. (T: Please? Let me use your mouth.)

You had no idea what he was doing but hearing him say please in his mother tongue caused you to melt and nod your head without a second thought.

Slowly his thumb came and hooked itself onto your inner cheek pulling the corner of your mouth wider. He scooted forward and the very tip of his bare cock lightly pressing against your upper lip, it couldn’t enter properly because your mouth wasn’t completely wide open.

“Cmon, don’t play with me Y/N” He mumbled quietly in annoyance yet when you looked at him he looked nothing close to annoyed. The poor man looked restless, restrained even. His thumb finally slipped away and went back to caressing your bottom lip.

Oh, so he wanted this just as badly. You couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of him wanting you and you denying him. Unfortunately, tonight wasn’t the night to deny him flat out. Instead you giggled against his tip.

“Mmmm, what if I bit it?” You looked up at him with a teasing glint in your eye.

He closed his red eyes briefly as if taking a moment to register the many outcomes of you taking a bite out of his cock before opening them staring right at you with his cold glare, “I’ll keep fucking your throat until you choke on both my cock and blood. Then I’ll fuck your other two holes, actually,” The corner of his lip lifted slightly as he looked out toward the bottom half of your naked tied body.

Your smile fell when he glanced right back at you with a heated, toothy mean grin, “All three of your holes, I will fuck until you cry. And even then I won’t stop until I’m satisfied.”

You shouldn’t have believed him. Because it wasn’t possible, it couldn’t be possible… after all three holes? Your mouth which was about to be occupied; your pussy which would happily accept him; your ass which may need some getting used to but it was most than willing. Your third hole… was he referring to…that hole?

It should have disgusted you but for some reason, your body hummed at the thought of him exploiting every inch of you.

“You promise?” Breathless.

“Siempre.”

Your mouth opened and your tongue slid right out, he groaned out and made no hesitation to cradle the back of your neck while slipping his length right into the depths of your wet, hot mouth.

Salty.

Hot.

Hard.

Those were the words you’d describe the feeling of his cock finally sheathing itself into your mouth and his sack falling lightly over your forehead. If you weren’t still tied up you’d more than likely would grip the back of his thighs and force him more into your mouth. But he was in control.

Miguel gripped the chair tighter as he held it still and gingerly held the back of your neck at an angle to force more of his girth into your tight mouth. Right now your lips were already stretching and taking him in very well much to his surprise.

As soon as he felt that resistance he stopped pushing watching you carefully. You weren’t gagging, yet. That wasn’t a good sign. This was a punishment after all, it wouldn’t be fun if he was careful with you. Licking his lips he released a breath.

“You’re not gonna like what I’m about to do,” His thumb lightly ram over the base of your throat.

Your eyes opened and your brows furrowed in confusion. What did ge mean? Tied to a chair with his webs, tilted back and forced to give him a blow job wasn’t all he planned on doing?

Before you could mumble or indicate to him you wanted to speak he let go of the chair only to quickly use that hand to join the other in cupping the back of your neck. The chair tilted further back and you instinctively squeezed your eyes shut, and your mouth tightened a bit around his cock. You thought you were going to fall to the ground and hurt your arms that were tied behind the chair but much to your surprise you did.

Opening your eyes against you peeked or tried to, to see Miguel but instead of seeing his concentrating face you saw his head tilted back and his chest rising and falling a bit quickly.

Miguel groaned out while letting the sweet sensation of your throat suddenly close around what little was in there around him. And your teeth, you bit lightly into him but it felt so… good. Tilting his head back down at you, you saw just how aroused he was.

This man wasn’t even half way down your throat and he already was ready to burst, “You’re… bitting. Bueno. Don’t say I didn’t warn you,”

Oh, you felt a shiver run through you. His voice was dark, breathless and filled with arousal. You’d never heard nor seen him like this in the past.

Suddenly his thumbs cradled the sides of your delicate neck, they only gentleness he’ll show you. His stance changed with legs spread further apart and the distance between your head and his groin grew a bit. You fisted your hands and shut your eyes bracing for impact.

When it came you squealed around him, well tried to. It sounded like you were drowning. His hips came in and out like a piston, forcing the entirety of his long cock down to the back of your throat. You tried to move your head but with his hands holding your neck your movements were limited.

Your body squirmed and jerked as he used your mouth with no concern for your safety. Balls slapping against your nose with each thrust of his hips.

It was maddening. He was going wild.

Furthermore, he was enjoying himself. His expression you could not see but you could hear his groans and hisses through the squelching, ball slapping. It sounded like music to your ears. He was in pleasure after all these years torturing you he was also torturing himself which lead to him finally snapping at you.

All these years and he had to withhold all of these emotions, these trivial feelings that made him want to jump at you every time you opened your mouth and defied him. The first time it happened, he didn’t take pleasure in it. He tested the waters and each and every time you spoke out the ‘punishment’ was more sever each time.

Alas, today was the day of reckoning for him. As much as he gave you, he’ll take back. He’ll rid himself of this silly attraction, this obstacle and shut you up for good. That way you won’t mess with his emotions, his plans, his life.

Groaning he felt you gag around his cock finally. And it made him slow down just to hear you struggle to take him in. Yes, just like this he’ll shut you right up.

Miguel hissed lowly, “ That’s it,” He looked down at where his cock was connected to you seeing the bubbly saliva wrapping around his thick length and your mouth.

“Remember this Y/N. Every time you open your mouth to say anything against me, remember this feeling of you choking on my cock like a virgin,” He spat down you feeling elated.

And you, with bubbly spit falling down your cheeks felt a hunger you’ve never felt before. Your cunt weeped for touch, throbbed to squeeze something that could stretch it but instead all it received was the ghost of him.

You had his fingers knuckle deep driving you towards orgasm after orgasm, taunting you every time you came. He was wicked. Telling you this would only get worse each time she defied him. But for some reason your body moved on its own as if…as if it was calling to him.

With lack of air you tried to fight him, struggle to get at least an ounce of air but your struggle was futile. Eventually he gave you a break suddenly slowing down and coming to a complete stop.

He was breathing heavily above you as he remained still keeping himself balls deep inside your saliva coated mouth. Slowly, he pulled back dragging his sloppy cock out of your mouth.

Once he was out you took in a loud gasp of air coughing a bit as he took a hand back to grip the chair and kept it tilted.

“You…will never go…against my word again. Understand?” He was panting and his cock was visibly throbbing coated in your spit. Miguel was holding back and you weren’t sure why but you weren’t about to find out.

You opened your mouth wide and kept your tongue out as an open invitation for him to continue, to release all of his frustrations onto you or rather in you. His hold tightened on the chair and the back of your neck seeing you willingly wanting to pleasure him.

“Mierda.”(T: Fuck.)

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So I made an AI based off this fic so let me know what you think and please let me know if it’s buggy!

#wayoflove #x reader #smut #fem reader #miguel ohara xreader #spiderman 2099 #spider man 2099 #miguel o'hara #chair #fangs #hissing #Miguel ohara #darkroom #oscar issac

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Reader’s in her pre-period shit. She’s in a point of extreme horniness and anger at the same time.

It’s happen to me every pre-period days and it’s most difficult part of my life 😣

How would batboys react reader being both angry and horny at the same time?

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Dick Grayson

• Dick probably hasn’t had a lot of experience with living with women after he was adopted by Bruce, and he certainly hasn’t held a lot of seriously long term partners despite his many relationships. He may not know how to handle your conflicting feelings at first, but he’s always willing to figure them out to keep peace and to help you feel better.

• He wouldn’t be a huge fan of the mood swings, but he’s still able to handle them pretty well. He’s good at calming people down when they’re feeling tense, and you can hardly stay angry at Dick for very long. Plus he’s more than willing to help you out when you’re craving intimacy from him.

• If you’re usually in the mood for intimacy with Dick in the days leading up to your period, he will be thrilled to help you out. He may not always have the time and he may be tired due to how much he has to do during the day and going on patrol at night, but he will always find a way to make more time for you.

• He would try his best to be sensitive towards you, and will always apologise if he accidently upset you or made you angry in any way. However, he may end up getting tired of having to be careful around you and watch what he may say or do at this time every month due to you potentially being overly sensitive.

• Going through this every month may be tiring for the both of you but Dick will be more than capable to handle and deal with it. He also loves you very much, so he isn't going to let your anger get in the way of anything in your relationship together and will make the most of you wanting to be intimate with him.

Jason Todd

• Jason is going to be very confused if you haven't opened up to him about what you're feeling or what the problem might be that you're facing. He'll try his best to understand, but until you open up to him about what you're actually going through he's going to be pretty clueless.

• He wouldn't be a big fan of the mood swings as he hates being snapped at, especially since he's allowed himself to be vulnerable in a relationship with you. You being mad at him is much different to the people he fights on the street or one of his family members being angry at him, so if you're not going to be direct and honest with him (and instead are just irritable and angry) then he isn't going to force himself to be around you.

• Jason would have no problems with you being in the mood for intimacy more often that you usually were, so you certainly won't have any complaints from him about this. He'll also feel a lot more comfortable initiating intimacy with you now that he knows that you're naturally more inclined to want the same thing as him.

• He always tries his best to be sensitive about the things he says or does around you because he naturally has a hard time doing so after all he's been through. He may mess up with this though as he's naturally very outspoken and rough, so if he does upset you he just wants you to know that he didn't do it on purpose.

• For Jason, this being an occurrence every month wouldn't bother him too much as long as the two of you aren't fighting because of it. He doesn't really care how much the two of you make back up and resolve arguments if there's just going to be another one around the corner - and he really doesn't have the patience to put up with it.

Damian Wayne

• Damian is usually very stoic while also being attentive. So when he first finds that you're having conflicting emotions around this time he wouldn't assume that is was because of the hormonal influence you may be under, and would immediately assume there was a problem that he needed to fix. He wouldn't catch on to what the problem actually is until you explain it to him, and even then he may act uninterested about it at first when he realises you're not facing any threats or trouble.

• Damian doesn't care if you're having mood swings, and he'll hold firmly the belief of treating someone how you always intend to treat them. The fact that you may be snapping at him without provocation or getting mad at him randomly shows that you're not in control of your emotions (or in his mind you're not trying to be). So no matter how much he loves you, mood swings are not something he'll simply put up with just for the sake of keeping you calm when he's not the one at fault for your behaviour.

• If you're in the mood then he will of course be more intimate with you, whenever the time is right. He isn't the type to be intimate with someone on a whim, so even if he is in a relationship with you, he'd prefer to wait until the two of you could have some proper alone time instead of just rushing around whenever one of you is in the mood.

• Damian has a hard time being sensitive towards anyone, but as you're someone he loves he will do his best to be a bit more gentle around you. He likes and needs someone strong willed, especially with the lifestyle he has (so despite being sensitive towards you, he does get tired of needing to very quickly).

• Having to deal with this every month would not be something he's willing to put up with, especially as your mood swings may cause some insecurities about the defence he's constantly trying to keep up for his own safety. He also isn't one to put up with arguments at all from someone he truly cares about, so if this does consistently happen every month and he suffers from it you can't expect him to put up with it for long.

Tim Drake

• Tim is always going to try and find the root of the problem, so when he finally realises what may be causing your temper or sudden bursts of wanting intimacy he's relieved to know that it's just something simple and not a problem in your relationship together going on.

• He doesn't like dealing with you mood swings, because this guy feels bad whenever you do already, so for this to happen pretty often he's going to be going through an emotional rollercoaster with you. He'll try to keep the peace between you and calm you down whenever he can, but he does hate the arguments no matter how much you blame mood swings (especially as it's not fair for him to have to deal with).

• Tim will always be excited when you're in the mood, so you don't have to worry about him turning you down too often; although, he does sometimes get too caught up in his work meaning he doesn't always have enough time to do whatever you want when you want. As long as there are boundaries about you not trying to distract or impose anything while he's doing something important then he'll have no problems with it.

• He always does his best to be as gentle and kind as he can be towards you, so you'll never have to worry about him being mean or having to be more sensitive around you. He's quick to notice slight changes in your behaviour so he's also pretty good to notice when he should or shouldn't say certain things to you.

• Tim is pretty good at dealing with this kind of situation, so he doesn't mind putting up with it every month. He will be tired sometimes, so it wouldn't really bother him unless it results in a serious argument or something bad happening because of either a mood swing or getting in the way of his work to get his attention.

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𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑨𝑳𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑩𝑬𝑻 ── tate langdon₊ ˙ ⊹ . ⁺

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

❥┆most of the time, tate is very sweet and attentive. always checking if you're okay, offering cuddles, shoulder rubs and soft murmurs of “i love you”, “you’re beautiful”

❥┆ on rough days when the angst is hitting him hard, the roles reverse, and it's you who takes care of him. you spoon him, running your fingers through his hair, offering comfort and reassurance.

❥┆ sometimes, tate's anger towards his mother manifests in him venting his frustration on you. following with an intense, rage-filled session (bordering on hate-sex) he tries to make it up to you by being extra, extra sweet.

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

❥┆tate loves his hair, especially when you pull on it when you two are having rough sex.

❥┆ definitely boobs. size doesn’t matter—small ones he can cup with one hand and pinch on those sensitive nipples, big ones he can shove and suck on in his mouth. if it’s on your chest, they’re boobs and he’s latching on.

❥┆ if he had to choose one more part of you, then it’s your mouth. tate adores your smile, he thinks it’s the most beautiful thing in this fucked-up shitshow of a world.

✶ a/n: also, the things that pretty mouth can do-

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

❥┆ tate definitely loves to make a mess on your breasts, stomach, ass. seeing them covered in his cum is something he will never tire of.

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

❥┆the first few weeks when you moved into the murder house, he didn’t want to scare you so he just stayed invisible and watched you change. pervert.

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

❥┆ tate hasn't got that much experience prior death, but he watches plenty of porn so he knows what to do.

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𝐅 = 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠)

❥┆ missionary: there is something so intimate about a position that he wants to share only with you.

❥┆doggy style: he likes to grab at your breasts while pounding into you from the back.

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

❥┆ tate isn’t goofy by nature, so when he’s making love to you, he’d be serious—wanting to connect on a level deeper than the physical sense. that being said, you’d still be able to draw out a sillier side of him.

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

❥┆ he doesn’t really care, and everything stayed pretty much the same on the day he died.

✶ a/n: judging by the latex suit, safe to assume he doesn’t have anything overly ridiculous down there.

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

❥┆ he intertwines your fingers together when you're having sex because he's romantic like that, murmuring how much he loves you, how beautiful you are, how you're such a good girl for him.

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𝐉 = 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 (𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧)

❥┆ um, yes? all the time?! especially when he’s bored and you’re not at home or too busy, he’s jerking off. his favourite place to do that is your bedroom.

✶ a/n: never use a black light. ignorance is bliss.

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𝐊 = 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 (𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬)

❥┆daddy kink: when he’s on top of you, he’d almost always demand you to call him “daddy”.

❥┆choking: no matter it’s sweet sex or tough sex, he’d have one hand wrapped around your throat, gently applying pressure. while tate would never intentionally hurt you, sometimes he gets carried away, and it scares the both of you. he’d feel so bad afterwards, maybe even tear up.

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𝐋 = 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝)

❥┆you do it mostly in your room when your family is around, but when it’s just the two of you? the possibilities are endless— he’s favourite places are the shower, the dinner table and the downstairs sofa.

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𝐌 = 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧)

❥┆you. enough said.

❥┆ he also finds the sight of you wearing his sweaters incredibly hot.

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

❥┆ tate would never force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with. you’d come up with a safe word.

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

❥┆ tate prefers to receive rather than give. and he’s very loud— all gasps, whimpers and moans as you gag around him. he can't help but buck his hips into your face because it feels oh so good.

❥┆ he also loves watching you come undone when eating you out. he always thought of it as a little game to see how many times he could make you squirt before fucking you. he loves to overstimulate you, watching you try to push his face away from your sensitive clit. if it were up to him, he would eat you out all day.

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

❥┆ with tate, it usually starts off slow; feverish kisses and roaming hands. but quickly builds momentum to where you’re basically being rammed into for his own pleasure.

✶ a/n: that’s a win, i guess

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

❥┆ he’s knows that sometimes you’re too busy for a “proper” session, so he’s fine with it.

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

❥┆ tate low-key gets off on the idea of someone else walking on the two of you. well, maybe not your parents, but the other ghosts in the house. when constance comes to visit, he’d purposely leave the door slightly ajar.

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

❥┆ he can go for three or four rounds on average, each time lasting about 15 to 30 minutes.

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

❥┆ doesn’t own any, if you don’t count the latex suit. but he wants to experience everything with you. he gets very excited when you bring home a new toy.

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𝐔 = 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 (𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞)

❥┆tate would start out all goofy, kind of bullying you and trying to get you all riled up and before he takes control.

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

❥┆ the first time with you, he was quiet out of shyness. once him found out that you like it when he's vocal, he'll stop holding back— he’s all grunts and groans when he’s on top of you, but when you’re riding him or sucking his cock? he’s reduced to whines and whimpers.

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𝐖 = 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 (𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 )

❥┆ one time, you two had sex with gay porn playing on your laptop. it was hot.

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

❥┆ slightly above average, 6.5 inches in length, maybe 7 depending on how hard he is.

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

❥┆ he’s forever a horny teenager. so yes, pretty high libido.

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𝐙 = 𝐙𝐳𝐳 (𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬)

❥┆ after making sure that you’re okay, tate would curl up behind you and trace circles on your back. maybe talk to you for a bit or listen to nirvana before finally falling asleep.

⇢𝓐/n- it’s been like, 4 or 5 years since i watched murder house, sorry if it’s wildly inaccurate

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trolagygirl2022 · 4 months

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Your ideal type based on astrology 💕

We'll look at the Venus, Mars and Moon for this one. Since Venus is who you tend to be attracted to, Mars can be more physical and Moon is emotionally. (Can be also applied to Moon, Venus, Mars and DSC persona charts)

Aries placements/aspects: People who can take the lead. Confident, bold and unapologetically themselves. Intimidating a bit. Dominant. Athletic too? Very passionate. Can be into people that would fight for them or just very protective as well. Brutally honest. Aries natives (like Gemini) need someone that can keep up with them, because they're always moving. They get bored often which can lead to them acting impulsive. Aggressive appearance. People attracted to females may tend to like the "Instagram baddie" type of girls but people attracted to males can like traditionally masculine strong guys. Ohh and the rbf! (Resting bitch face).

Taurus placements/aspects: Neat and classy. Someone that dresses well and takes care of themselves. Someone that doesn't cause trouble. Calm and relaxed. To be honest, they'd probably prefer someone financially stable. Taurus's don't like to play games, as their very devoted and like stability, so someone that isn't devoted isn't a good match for them (but it also depends on certain aspects as well). Appearance wise, people attracted to females tend to like the "old money" aesthetic. Someone who is attractive, but more natural. Nice skin and they're a well groomed person.

Gemini placements/aspects: Out-going and talkative. Charming but has a smart/dorky side to them. Someone that is multi-dimensional and has different sides to show. Full of life. As a Gemini rinsing, I really like someone that's outgoing and fits my vibe. Gemini placements tend not to go well with a very quiet and introverted person. Gemini's need someone that can handle them as they can bounce from person to person if they get bored, so it's important to keep them interested. Gamine/cute appearance. Someone who they can talk freely with. Tend to like someone with a type of "duality" in their face (can have a masculine and feminine face at the same time basically).

Cancer placements/aspects: A caring person, the type that hates everyone that isn't their loved ones. Very loving and (sometimes) affectionate. Cancer's value emotional connection and a deep bond with a person. You can have the looks, status and everything else, but someone that they can't connect with isn't a great match. Cancer's have quite an intuitive nature, so they want someone that understands them and can deal with their moody natures. Appearance wise can like someone that they can "protect" (like when you see someone and you're like "I wanna protect them, they're so cute).

Leo placements/aspects: Oh they're all about fun! Even though they don't like someone overly sensitive, they're sensitive themselves and need a lot of support and reassurance. Always wanting to be and feel "enough". They want someone that can match their loyal nature and can get really possessive at their worst. If a Leo Venus doesn't go showing you off to people and doing it all, THEY DO NOT LIKE YOU!!

Virgo placements/aspects: Virgo's tend to have high standards and are picky with a lot of things. Are you unemployed? Do you smell? Immature? People critize Virgo placements for this (which is ironic because Virgo's are the one supposed to do the critizing) but the truth is, they like a lot of order. They want their partner to match them which is why they tend to be reserved because they're just waiting for that special someone.

Libra placements/aspects: Libra placements have the reputation of being players which yeah, BUT TO A CERTAIN EXTENT! They have a lot of charm and draw people in (even the ones that are more reserved). They want a partner that can "complete" them. They also want to be the perfect partner and want to make their partner happy. Yes looks do play a factor for them, as Libra rules over beauty but also the arts so they like a creative person. These people really like nice people that are considerate.

Scorpio placements/aspects: Like Taurus placements, Scorpio's don't joke when it comes to devotion and with connections. They're sensitive and take a lot of things personally (I know a guy with a Scorpio Sun, Mercury and Pisces moon and he was.. something!). Attimes, they feel like people don't "get them". Someone that can deal with their intensity and doesn't ridicule them is they perfect person for them. People merely reduce Scorpio's to sex gods/goddesses but they gloss over that they get really vulnerable and need someone that can hold them and connect with.

Sagittarius placements/aspects: Sag's are very fun and free-spirited. They don't like to be held down by tradition and like adventure. They like to try new things without feeling restrained. They would be attracted to someone that is independent like themselves. (Also like people of different cultures/races). Sag placements want someone that they can learn and explore with. The funnier, the better. Sagittarius natives feel uncomfortable with someone that's too intense and serious.

Capricorn placements/aspects: Capricorn dominant here 💁🏾‍♀️. So it's safe for me to say that Capricorn's value stability. During the beginning, Capricorn's can play "hard to get" and seem detached but in reality just want someone that doesn't play around. From a young age, they've been serious and mature when it comes to this. Capricorns like someone that can support themselves and want to be the supporter as well. These people don't really like to rush and want to be very sure of a person before taking steps further with them. Like Virgo's, they're reserved and would settle for someone that is "the one" for them. They want someone realistic and grounded.

Aquarius placements/aspects: Aquarius's are similar with Capricorn's in the whole detached aspect. The major difference between those two are that Aquarius's are separate from societal expectations about romance and dating. Though, they really like people that are smart. Not really book smart but someone that they can have smart conversations with. Aquarius natives are not a fan of overly attached and sensitive people. It's weird to them, they want someone that's a bit detached. Aquarius natives are attracted to people that are independent and are their own person. Not like everyone else basically, theirs something about them that's unique.

Pisces placements/aspects: Pisces get really attached to someone. Like Cancer Venus, their sensitive and intuitive. They don't joke with romance. They can get very attached and would do anything for their partner. They need someone that wouldn't take advantage of that aspect of them and a kind, considerate person. These people tend to have very high and false envisions of people (especially when they have a crush), so someone that can bring them to reality (but nicely of course) is great for them! They need someone that is kind and patient with them.

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romantichomicide95 · 10 months

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How about general bf!Megumi headcanons? I love the way you write for him💗💗💗 sfw&nsfw?

Yes of course I love my little Gumi.

General bf!Megumi Fushiguro HC

To start off Megumi is a softy at heart, he’d open up to his partner in a way he wouldn’t with anyone else.

If you guys were together it would mean you were a kind, loving person. He cares a lot about your character and finds it super important that you’re a good person.

Contrary to what everyone says I think he’d also care a little bit about looks. I don’t think they are as important but they are something everyone thinks about.

He’d constantly tell you how pretty you looked, he’d get all shy about it and his cheeks would turn such a deep shade of red. “wow, you look really pretty today.” is a constant sentence that comes out of his mouth.

He’d be very shy and a little awkward at first, he’s a pretty introverted person and I think it would take him time to figure out how to be someone’s boyfriend.

He wouldn’t really like PDA because it would embarrass him but he’d let you hold his hand. You’d always want to kiss him on the cheek or something and he’d get all beat red and roll his eyes but deep down he’d think it was adorable how much affection you showed him.

He’d start craving your touch the more and more your relationship developed. Behind closed doors he’d be super cuddly, but he’d never actually admit he liked it out loud.

Loves taking naps with you, he’s always holding you extremely close to his chest. Constantly hides his face in the crook of your neck, loves to be able to smell your shampoo.

He is WAY better at showing he cares through texting rather than verbally, because he just gets so awkward about saying those things in person.

He’d probably want to hide your relationship at first because of how annoying Gojo and Yuji would be about it, but they’d find out super easily.

I think his love language is literally all of them. Though like I said words of affirmation through text. Everytime you say you like something he secretly buys it for you.

He would be a little overly protective of you, especially if you were also a sorcerer. He’d want to go on all your missions with you and fight Gojo about it.

He’s quiet but he’s very observant and he usually can pick up how you’re feeling. He’s not good with outward affection but he’d try his best to help when you’re feeling sad. He doesn’t always know what to say and he thinks he’s a shit boyfriend for it but you just love the comfort being around him brings you. It’s enough.

Really great kisser. Inexperienced but he picked it up super quick, and he loves kissing you.

Doesn’t really use pet names. Mostly babe but it’s a rare occurrence. Pretends he hates when you call him pet names but whenever you call him by his full name he gets all pouty.

Gets flustered extremely easily.

Loves when you run your fingers through his hair, you’ll find him subconsciously laying his head near you because he wants you to do it.

NSFW 18+ beyond this point.

Soft Dom. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Although he probably started out super awkward and vanilla, once you start having sex on the regular he starts to change.

He takes a more assertive role when you have sex, prefers to be on top. If you’re on top his hands are tightly grasping your hips and popping you up and down his cock, always bucking his hips into you.

Speaking of his cock, it’s a perfect size. Not small at all but also not abnormally big. Probably uncut, and he knows exactly how to please you with it, even when it’s just penetration.

His cock is super sensitive, especially at the tip which you always use to your advantage when you suck him off. His hands are ALWAYS in your hair and he’s either face fucking you, or guiding your head up and down his length.

Loves to have his balls played with.

Sex is a really big stress reliever for him. He doesn’t use you for it by any means but he definitely will come over after a long day and fuck the life out of you to relieve stress.

Likes to either pin your hands down so you can’t move, or he spreads your thighs all the way apart.

Never makes eye contact when he’s fucking you, it’s the only non-dom thing. He definitely wants to watch you, especially when you’re giving him head and loves seeing the way you throw your head back in pleasure when he’s fucking you silly. But never direct eye contact.

Loves sleepy sex, it happens often when you wake up in the morning. If you’re in bed with him he wakes up horny every single time, he pulls you close so your ass is pressed against him and fucks you from behind, one hand always wrapped around your body to stimulate your clit.

Isn’t super into dirty talk, the most you’ll here from him is “fuck you feel so good.” or “do you like that?”. Dirty talk makes him feel awkward.

He’s horrible at sexting, never knows what to say but absolutely loves when you do. He loves all the pictures you send to him, and loves how good you are at turning him on with just your words.

I think he probably hates eating pussy I’m gunna be honest. He gives me those vibes, but he does it anyway and he’s actually amazing at it…so it leaves you questioning why it’s such a pain for him.

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meegadeeth · 4 months

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☆ 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝟖𝟎’𝐒!𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐅𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 (+𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒) - 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ☆

people included/mentioned; james hetfield, lars ulrich, kirk hammett, dave mustaine, cliff burton

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☆ first off, bro is aggressive asf when play fighting & does not feel bad at all. he will literally throw you across the room & tell you to stop being sensitive.

you and james had honestly been messing around at first, gently shoving each other. then, it escalated and you guys were having a full on match. you shoved him a little harder, causing his back to hit the wall. suddenly, you were picked up and thrown onto the couch—which is better than the floor, but damn it still hurts. “james alan! that hurt!” you yelled. “oh, come on, y/n. that wasn’t anything.” he rolled his eyes. “you threw me across the fucking room!” you argued. “yeah? you landed on the couch, you’re fine.”

☆ you call him james alan or alan when you’re annoyed/angry with him & he hates it—but soon grew to accept it.

“james, clean up your shit.” you had said. his clothes were everywhere along with some picks and his hat. “calm down, i’ll get it.” james rolled his eyes. “i’m not taking the fucking attitude today, james alan. pick it up now.” james huffed at the mention of his middle name, grabbing his stuff and putting it where it goes.

☆ you’re literally the “where’s james?” or “where’s y/n?” duo when one of you aren’t with each other.

james showed up at rehearsal, kirk and lars ushering up to him. “wait, where’s y/n?” kirk asked. “how am i supposed to know?” james mumbled, being overly hungover. “well, i’m gonna assume you’ll see her later. give her hair straightener back.” kirk handed it over. “why would you need a hair straightener?” james slightly squinted his eyes under the lights as he looked up. “don’t worry about it.” “HE FINALLY LET Y/N STRAIGHTEN HIS HAIR!” lars yelled, causing james to slightly wince—the slight pounding in his head getting heavier. “oh, sorry—look at this.” lars handed over the polaroid photo of kirk with straight hair.

☆ ngl i feel like you’d defend him a lot since james was more nervous & stuff like that. i feel like that would happen a lot in the 80s with lars & dave—when an argument gets too far. all james can do is laugh because the person you just told off is kinda shocked.

james and dave were arguing about something that you didn’t even care about, really. it was something dumb. but, the two were aimlessly going back and forth. suddenly, dave said something that crossed the line a little. before james could utter a word, you had slapped dave; sure, it wasn’t brutal, but it wasn’t light either. “did you just slap me?” dave asked, looking at you in disbelief. “yes, i did,” you started, looking up at dave—no matter the height, it didn’t bother you when it came to james—“now, why do you think it would be okay to say something like that?” dave started, but you didn’t let him answer. “that doesn’t matter actually. you shouldn’t have said it at all. watch your mouth.” dave stayed silent for a few seconds before grumbling, “alright…” and james couldn’t help but laugh, along with lars.

☆ along with keeping other people in check, you also gotta keep james in check—cause everybody makes mistakes.

let’s be honest. james can and is a dick. you love him, but he’s a dick. you had been at a party and james had got defensive over something, he hadn’t told you the whole story, so now you had him dragged him to a corner, sitting in a chair. “james. alan. hetfield. what is your problem?” you said as you made him sit down. “he was being a dick…” james mumbled, looking at his lap, embarrassed at the fact that you had just sat him down like a mother in front of everyone. “so? you have to ignore people like that, james. you have to be mature.” you raised your brows, trying to get the message across. “but-“ you cut him off, “no. i’m not hearing it. either you proceed with a mature attitude, or we leave now. you choose.” “fine…”

☆ people assume you are sister & brother to the point where you both go with it. you don’t even have to look similar, it’s the way you both are assholes to each other lmao.

you and the guys were out, ordering food. james was the one who got handed the food and then distributed it to whoever ordered it. “alright, and this is your sisters.” the old women sat down the food in front of james and he pushed it across the table towards you with a careless manner. when the waitress walked away, lars snickered, “did she say ‘your sister’?” james nodded, “yeah, i think so.” “but you don’t even look alike.” kirk stated, confused. “oh, i know. he’s ugly as hell—i don’t know why people think that we come from the same person.” you said, shooting a playful glare at james.

☆ nobody is allowed to be mean to you except him.

it had been in the morning and cliff was cooking breakfast, lars and kirk were going through old shit that kirk found. you were helping cliff every now and again, while james was just stuck in the middle of everyone, sitting on the counter. it had been the morning, so no one was really ready for anything. it’s wasn’t a problem until james spoke up, “y/n, you look like shit, not gonna lie.” lars laughed, looking up from the box kirk had. “yeah? what about you?” you retorted. “i mean, he’s not wrong.” lars butted in, his attention no longer on kirk and the box at all. “hey, fuck off and mind your business.” james voice was a little higher, defensive even. “it’s not that serious, but whatever.” lars rolled his eyes.

☆ bro is somehow always in your house. you can change your lock & shit but you always find him asleep on your couch in the morning.

you came out of your room to find james, asleep on your couch. you sighed, annoyed. you had told this fucker to stop breaking into your house when he need’s to crash. you smacked him in the forehead. “mm..ow! what..?” james stretched and covered his face from any more of your hits. “how the hell did you get in here?” you asked, sitting on the couch by his feet. “the window. where else would i get in?” he shrugged, sitting up. “the door, maybe?!” you suggested. “i can’t! you took the fucking key!”

☆ if one of you goes out & gets food you always get something for the other.

you had got to metallica’s apartment after work. james and lars had been practicing while kirk and cliff were all spread out on the couch, probably blazed. james stopped playing as you walked in, fishing something from his pocket. he handed you a half eaten mcdonald’s sandwich. you took it with disgust etched all over your face. “hey, it’s the thought that counts, dickhead. eat it.” james rolled his eyes when he looked up and saw your face. you eventually ate the nasty sandwich, that was once pocketed, so james would stop bitching.

☆ you help (not really) each other with hangovers.

you were rudely woken up by james. he had thrown your door open, flicked on the lights and set food down on your bedside table, “morning, sunshine!” he yelled sarcastically. “stop..go away..” you covered your face with the pillow, attempting to block out the light.

☆ you guys will literally rip each other apart with insults but in such a casual situation.

“move over, dickhead.” you said, shoving james out of the way. “okay, calm down, you asshole.” “blonde bitch.” “whore.” “man-whore.” “sensitive anne.” “cunt.” “you’re the closest to a cunt!” “whatever, that’s why you complain all the time!” “okay, you’re ugly as hell.” “you look like a wet rat coming out of the sewer!” “fuck you!” “fuck you!” as you guys yelled at each other, kirk and lars exchanged glances before looking at cliff, eliciting a shrug from him.

☆ you’re his wingman because he’s awkward.

you and the guys had gone to a party, which meant you and james were stuck side by side. you attempted to have conversations with him, but he seemed distracted. “what are you looking at?” you asked as you attempted to find what he was staring at. he shrugged, but you eventually figured out it was this pretty girl at the bar. “you have a crush?” you teased. “oh, shut up. don’t say ‘crush’, we’re not in the 7th grade.” he huffed softly. “fine. you should go talk to her though.” “me? dude, be serious.” “i am—you’re literally james hetfield. go talk to her.” you urged him on. “no no no no no!” he clung onto your arm, staying in his spot. “well, how will she know you think she’s cute?” “can you go talk to her?” “james, you’re 22.” “y/n, please?” “fine, fine.” you huffed, replacing your expression with a smile and walking over to her.

☆ he expects you to remember important dates.

james walked out of his room, “hey, is it sound check today, y/n?” he ran his fingers through his messy hair. you shrugged. “how do you not know?” he asked, sounding annoyed already. “why would i know? it’s not my band.” you pointed out. “i told you to remember!”

☆ the way he styles his hair & shit is ultimately up to you lmao. no matter what other advice anyone tries to give him, it only matters what you say.

“what about this?” james asked you, he was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with his leather jacket. “oh my god, i told you it looks good!” lars yelled from the other room. james ignored him, still looking at you for your opinion. “um..it’s good, but change the shirt. pick a lighter shirt.” you said, offering your advice. “no! you’re not changing the shirt—let’s go!” lars complained. “how can i trust you? y/n said to change it.” james argued back.

☆ mandatory movie nights. don’t you dare try to cancel.

“what do you wanna watch tonight?” james asked, plopping down on a kitchen seat as you made breakfast. “um…actually something came up tonight.” you said, trying to gently break it to him. “who died?” he asked. “nobody. what do you mean?” you turned to look at him with a confused look. “well, if no one’s dying or dead, i hope you don’t think you’re getting out of movie night then.” james shrugged. “dude, i’m serious. i’m having a girls night.” you explained to him. “oh, please! do it tomorrow! i wanna watch children of the corn!” he complained, basically telling more than asking. “james..” you attempted to reason with him. “y/n…come on….pretend we’re two girls or something watching a movie during girls night.” you bursted into laughter. james threw his arms up, “what?! i’m trying to help you get past this oh-so-terrible night you’ll have with me since you, apparently, can’t watch movies with me anymore!”

☆ you’re stuck helping him with guitar riffs.

“can you help me?” he asked, playing a couple of notes to a riff he was working on. “sure.” you walked over and played some string while the guitar was still in his lap, attempting to help. “yeah, but that doesn’t sound right.” he groaned, annoyed. “okay, i’m sorry. you asked me to help, so i tried.” you backed up, giving him space. “no, no, i still need help. get back here.” so, you attempted to help him again. short story later, he complained the whole time you tried to help him and ultimately finished it by himself.

☆ if you don’t play the guitar—or know much about riffs in general—this one connects to helping him with riff even if you don’t know what that shit means.

“how does this sound?” he asked, playing a guitar riff. “james, i told you already.” you sighed. “what’s your problem today? just help me!” “i don’t know what this shit means, you idiot!” you yelled. you both glared at each other for a second before james pointed to the door. “no help? no hang out. go.” he pointed his finger to the door. “good! can’t stand you anyway!” you rolled your eyes, leaving the room.

☆ he’s not a very feeling type of person so when he get’s really drunk & you take him home—he’ll tell you how appreciative he is of you & how you’re a really good best friend.

“alright, come on..” you whispered, one of james arms wrapped around your shoulders for support. “y/n..?” james slightly trailed off as you walked him to his room in the dimly lit apartment. “yeah?” james swallowed before mumbling, “i know…i tell you i hate you a lot, but i don’t..” you had to refrain from laughing, leading him to his bed, “it’s alright, i know, okay?” you attempted to console him in his drunken state. “no..’m serious. you..do a lot for me..” you let out a small laugh, covering him up with a blanket. “and you’re my best friend…love you so much..” although, you found the situation funny, it was also sweet. “i know, i love you so much too. get to sleep.” he muttered something incoherently as you shut the lights off and gently shut his door.

☆ he tells you to quit being sensitive or to stop acting like a girl all the time.

as you walked out of your bathroom in the morning, james was wide awake. you assumed he had just got back from a party—but whatever it was, you jumped. “jesus! quit doing that shit!” you breathed, after it had caught in your throat. “what shit?” his expression was confused but also slightly amused. “scaring me!” you sat on the couch. “oh, quit being a girl, y/n.” james rolled his eyes. “being a girl?” “yeah.” he simply answered. “right…isn’t that why your hair is longer than mine?” you mumbled. “what?” “nothing.”

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- 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐧 💿🎸🎥👽🎱🎧🥁🎫

a/n: thanks to @dyersseve for requesting! i’m sorry if this kinda sucked. :(

#james hetfield #metallica #thrash metal #metal #headcannons #fem reader

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astrodoll2 · 2 years

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🎡RANDOM ASTROLOGY OBSERVATIONS PT 4.🎡

Idk what’s been going on and why all of us have collectively felt so drained, like I have no had motivation to post any observations in a minute but I’m back ig🫠

Lilith square jupiter: a lot of tension with beliefs and morals against explosive temper, also believing in things outside of the box to be different, known for having abrupt breakdowns and going off on people when angry. Literally the type to see red when angry and doesn’t think about the consequences. May have trouble with self control.

Lilith conjunction Mercury: may feel as if no one really understands you or your way of being which is why you have a hard time taking accountability for your actions or how you may affect others, your mind likes roam all over the place, very creative, good memory and attentive to detail, gets bored easily especially in conversations that don’t catch your Interest, self taught in things you enjoy. But also your words may get you in trouble a lot or be held against you. Very good at spotting lies as well.

Lilith square neptune: you really have to think what it is you want from relationships and how deep you’re willing to get because you may fear commitment due to it threatening your freedom, you also may have a hard time viewing things truthfully and just take the parts you like and believe in those rather than the full picture leading you to accidentally deceive yourself. If you believe in spirituality you may only like taking the parts you like and leaving the rest behind especially the ones that make you feel restricted or have too many rules you don’t want to follow.

Lilith sextile moon: persuasive, charming, mesmerizing and able to manipulate other easily if you wanted to, you may be a bit emo, you could either be attracted to the bad boy/bad girl or that is you. You’re not afraid to explore your shadow side. And apparently you could be good at witchcraft.

Lilith opposite Juno: this doesn’t have to just apply to marriage but in general long term relationships may be scary because you don’t know how long they’ll last and how long you want to be tied down to something, you hate feeling stuck and for this reason you have a “my way or the highway” attitude and be overly picky of suitors as a form of rejecting others and hiding this noncommittal energy as simply high standards because you’re afraid. You may want to get married when you’re older like in your 40+ so you can experience life to the fullest without restrictions.

Lilith conjunction venus: very attracted to unconventional out of the box people, you’re highly seductive and sensual. People often see you as a siren or femme fatale. You may have a high sex drive and have a lot of sex appeal. Probably into sex magic or rituals for manifesting, you may be a diva and like things your way but when it doesn’t you may become vengeful. Very attractive people and for that reason are easily able to charm people into getting what they want. Very good sense of style and can be very creative/artistic individuals.

Lilith sextile Uranus; you may enjoy stirring the pot or shocking people by saying controversial things, you like being different and don’t care to be accepted, people appreciate your independent nature. You don’t care for others opinions and people can’t put you in a box or tell you what to do because you want to be your own person with your own individual views.

Lilith square mars: you may be very intense and it can be hard to control your anger or making impulsive decisions that aren’t good, you may also feel the need to overpreform or do too much in order to get others approval or attention. You may also struggle expressing yourself and can be sensitive when people question your direction in life so it’s important to just assert your ego and stop caring what others think. You hate people overpowering you or trying to interfere or judge your ambitions, passions, or sexual interests and may have explosive anger.

Lilith trine Chiron: aren’t afraid to explore your shadow side and past traumas in order to heal them, embracing your dark femininity may be very empowering for you as well. Once you heal you may be seen as an inspiration to others.

Lilith sextile ascendant: overtime you will develop your Lilith qualities and start showing them to the outside world, your expressive with your taboo side, very sensual and magnetic, very open about your sexuality and uniqueness, you don’t like to stay in the box and you appear very confident in your individuality.

Uranus Trine Ascendant: unconventionally attractive, but people are easily intrigued by you because “you’re different”, very independent and creative, doesn’t like to take orders from others, a bit stubborn but it’s just because you can’t learn from other peoples experiences you have to go through it yourself to learn, eccentric, probably felt like an outcast or odd ball out growing up but then you’ll learn to embrace it and may even go out of your way to continuously try to separate yourself from the crowd and be seen as original.

Chiron Opposition Ascendant: you may do a lot of projecting onto others when you’re unhealed, you must learn self love and acceptance of self so you can take off the fake facade of confidence which is only ego, but once you do you have the ability to be a healer to others and teach them from your own experiences how you outgrew these insecurities and inferiority complex and turned it into genuine confidence and a positive outlook on self.

Moon trine ascendant: you may wear your heart on your sleeve and people can see your true self very early on in the relationship, very expressive face. Honest and caring and you like making others feel understood since that’s what you want in return. You exude a very warm energy that automatically makes people feel safe, secure, and welcomed around you.

Venus Sextile Ascendant: very social, charming and attractive so you may be popular because of this. You’re graceful and have a very aesthetically pleasing sense of style, you may dress very well and love accessorizing with pretty jewelry, even if you aren’t conventionally attractive you have this inner acceptance and good sense of worth and that others feel and are attracted to. Very easy going personality.

Venus Square Ascendant: you may be very hyper focused on your appearance trying to always fix something about yourself and not being satisfied, you may struggle with low self worth because you don’t feel beautiful but eventually when you work on your inner self esteem and forget about standards you set for yourself and just accept and love yourself as you’re, you start to see yourself as beautiful and that’s what will make you very magnetic.

Mercury Sextile Ascendant: energetic and youthful, you may be seen as mischievous even when older you don’t lose that childlike spark in you. You may be very tall, long or thin? Nice hands as well, very social and easy to get along with, people enjoy your presence. And if you’re really extraverted you may be seen as the life of the party or the really fun friend. Witty and funny.

Eros in 1st house/leo/conjunct the ascendent love being complimented and also shown off, they love when people express how attractive they are to them and they may sometimes be the definition of “I love you because you love me” since they enjoy feeling adored and admired they may end up only liking a person because they like them

Saturn in the 1st house; is usually restricted in some type of way in their childhood, this is seen in the charts of those with overly strict parents sometimes.

#astrology #astro observations #witchythings #astro community #astro notes #lilith asteroid #lilith aspects #lilith astrology #ascendant #ascendant aspects #random observations #moon aspects #venusian #venus aspects

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softlyspector · 7 months

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Joel Miller birth chart analysis (Happy Birthday, king, sorry the universe, like, kinda hates you)

So, to start, game!Joel and show!Joel have two (slightly) different birth charts because they were born in different years and different cities. I think they were born in different cities, anyway, it's kind of unclear where show!Joel was born, but the city doesn't change the chart that much, and not with the big three. So, this will be broken down accordingly.

Speaking of the big three! That's what I'll be looking at today is Joel's sun, moon, and rising sign. Both show and game Joel have the same sun and rising signs, but different moon signs, which is interesting. Their moon signs definitely rang the most true to me, oddly enough.

We'll talk about sun and rising first, since game and show Joel have the same signs for those aspects, and then we'll talk about the moon, where they differ.

I also want to talk about their Lilith signs, which reveals darker, deeper natures.

Joel Miller's sun sign: Libra.

The sun sign represents our identity and our sense of self. Libra is an air sign (intellectual, social, usually good at communicating) and a cardinal sign (leaders, like to be in charge).

Libra is a sign of balance. They value peace, but in a way that always pits them in the middle ground, which leads to them trying to please everyone in every way. They are very sociable, innocent and approachable. They are incredibly fair. Libra men are often overly concerned with their appearance and aesthetics.

You might be saying, well, Becca that doesn't sound very much like Joel. And you'd be right, it doesn't. It doesn't sound like the Joel we know in the game or the show. We have to look at other aspects of his chart to find out what about this actually makes Joel himself.

Game!Joel as a Libra in conjunction with other traits:

Joel's Saturn is in Libra as well, which means he rarely takes uneducated risks and accepts responsibility naturally and easily. He's grounded and levelheaded and responsible. He's loyal to people he cares about.

Joel's Lilith is in Sagittarius and in conjunction with the Libra sun placement. He's comfortable with his darker side. It also means he's incredibly observant and clear headed.

Show!Joel as a Libra in conjunction with other traits:

Unlike game!Joel, show!Joel's Saturn is in Aries and in opposition to his Libra placement. He is cautious and strategy minded. He is self-sensoring, often thinking of what he shouldn't do, and parenting minded. Self aware and self sabotaging.

Joel is also in opposition to his Cancer moon. It makes him strong willed but sensitive. He feels a constant pull between wants and needs. This means sometimes his public and private personalities differ.

Joel Miller's rising sign: Sagittarius.

We won't need to break this one down into two Joels. The rising sign, or ascendant, is how you present yourself to the world. Even in conjunction with his moon and sun signs, I really don't feel this one fits Joel too well. This sign changed every few hours though, and since we don't have a precise time of birth for either of them, its hard to say if this one is accurate.

Looking at some of the other houses might tell us more, but those with this sign have an underlying faith in the world around them, hope, and a sprit for life. They can be restless, and feel as though they're always searching for something.

Joel Miller's moon sign: Virgo and Cancer:

Here we have to break it down, since they have two different moon signs. The moon sign represents the inner self, how you view yourself.

Game!Joel's moon in Virgo:

Joel likes to feel useful and needed. He finds security in the little things in life. For most that this would mean, buying groceries, paying bills on time, taking care of everyday tasks. For someone in the post-apocalypse, this probably looks like being able to provide for people he cares about, to make sure everyone is safe. People with this placement are content to live a 'regular' life. They do very well with routine. They do best when they have something to take care of, usually a job or a hobby, but I think for Joel this would be taking care of his family.

He is skeptical and does not have blind faith in anything. He is practical when showing affection and can be shy in love, but kind. Very self critical, but humble and calm, typically reserved.

Show!Joel's moon in Cancer:

This sign clings. He clings to his home, his things, the people he cares about. He seeks security and peace in the people he cares about, and does not like change. He is devoted and forms strong connections to his past. He dwells on hurts that other people have long ago let go.

He seeks warmth and security and can be waspish when he doesn't receive these things. He is dependable, and a caretaker, to his friends and loved ones. Devoted and nurturing, he likes home, comfort, routine. He is very caring and protective, but can become dependent. Moody often, but funny. Sometimes known to act irrationally, especially when he feels insecure. Accommodating, but seeks understanding.

Joel Miller's Lilith sign: Sagittarius and Taurus

Lilith represents deeper, darker natures that might be buried.

Game!Joel's Lilith sign in Sagittarius:

Often feels ashamed or uncomfortable with his curiosity and need to seek out meaning. He questions constantly and feels bad for it, for challenging facts and beliefs, and that his convictions can be taken to extremes.

Show!Joel's Lilith sign in Taurus:

Has a hard time feeling fully satisfied. He is always wanting. He fears indulging those wants. When he thinks he might lose something, he can become possessive. But understanding the he is allowed to want and have is incredibly hard.

Yeehaw! Happy Birthday, Joel Miller! I love you very, very much and reading about your moon signs made me very emotional. I think one day, I'll do another one of these posts with more in depth look at some of the other houses.

As promised, here are who I think Joel might be well suited to (I was going to include sun and moon combinations but I am tired, so you're only getting sun):

I think he'd do well with any fixed signs because they're stable and determined and I feel like he'd appreciate a partner like that. Fixed signs include Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius. I think he'd also do well with Earth signs, since I think he'd appreciate a grounded partner and someone that can match him and challenge him, and even direct him. Earth signs include: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn.

Also, as promised, I think Joel himself is probably an Earth sign. He's stubborn but grounded, he can be patient but also inflexible. I won't say which one exactly though, I need more time with that.

If you read this far, thanks for reading my lil thing here! Happy tlou day!

Please feel free to disagree with me about this or let me know what you think! A lot of my info came from this website!

#joel miller #tlou #the last of us #happy birthday GRIMACE

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dilftaroooo · 1 year

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a lil something for my black gorls bc apparently every reader in this fandom is fair skinned </3

oh lord ghost turns into holy spirit bc of how much he worships u and yo body goodness gracious (i am so sorry father god 💀🧎🏽‍��️). got carried away. p.s. yall i haven’t written anything in a hot minute so this small thirst might be raggedy as hell (my coochie was doin the thinking)

tags: smut + afab reader + ghost loves you sm + just as much as u love him + finger lickin good pussy eatin + body worship + slight dumbification + i was planning on making him rough with u but then i went soft :) + p power + piv sex + barely proofread + im so sleepy i’ll probably edit the format later + forgot how much i fucking hate tumblr’s editing antics.

You had lost count already. How many times you came to be exact. Has it gone up to Two? Three? Yeah—three. At least that’s what you think. Well—you suppose thinking is starting to become more and more of a rare luxury considering the state you were in—dazed and stupid. Eyes decorated with a red glow from the tears that spilled from them along with a glossy sheen that finished the look.

Subtle hints of wet mascara slid down the apples of your cheeks as Ghost’s fingers delve deep within your wet entrance. His digits were more than acquainted to the slimy ridges that lived inside of you. He graciously pets your most sensitive spots with the utmost care, making your pussy scream as his moist lips kisses your bothered clit as though he’s cooing it to sleep. His tender nature juxtaposes the foreboding gleam of his skull mask and dark eyes drowning in war paint.

It’s those eyes. The ones that made you shiver and whine whenever they catch sight of you. The ones that glare under dim, yellow lights when you inevitably made him jealous. Enough to make them turn green. The ones that form crescent moons whenever he reminds you how much he loves you (the mild appearance of crow’s feet adorning the outer corners). Those eyes—

God, those big fucking eyes.

Sweat makes your melanin coated skin glisten, emitting a warm glow that send tingles up Ghost’s spine. He can feel the goosebumps covering his body as you inadvertently arch your back, pushing your warm sex up against his upper lip, making him groan into your sensitive nub. Your core tighten once more, your pedicured toes stretched across the apex of his back, polish chipped and damaged from irritation, the power of your orgasm jolting you with a hot flash.

Now it's your fourth time.

Brown areolas raise up and down from your big breaths, in the process of coming down from that high you’ve encountered just a second ago. But Ghost doesn’t know rest as he gorges your nipple in his mouth, adoring the quick yelp escaping your lips.

“Ah, Ghost…” You say with kind fragility. Your palms lightly tap his shoulder. Not telling him to stop but telling him to slow down. It was too much. His hands caressed your naked curves. He loved admiring your body. Taking the time to relish just how gorgeous you really are—from head to toe:

Your cornrows styled in intricate parts, freshly layered with the tropical smell of coconuts. Skin gleaming with the overly used shea butter that rarely missed a day off your body. Lips full and plump and coated with that cherry chapstick he loves to taste. Your breast were round and soft to the touch. And your pussy—Fuck, that pussy shined with your juices. Juices he created from fucking you silly with his fingers.

Ghost wasn’t a religious man. He never was. But of all the possible religions out there, your pussy was the one he worshiped the most.

He loved this pussy. Kneeled for this pussy. Prayed for this pussy.

Your being was his shrine and your name was his mantra. He couldn’t get enough of you and your light touches and gentle praises. Ghost couldn’t find more ways to thank you for your existence.

He releases your nipple with a soft pop and utters a voice lower than you’ve ever heard him use, “I need you, love.” You don’t take long to nod with evident fervor. Languidly aiding him in unbuckling his pants and releasing him from those tight restraints.

“I need you,” He repeats. “need that soaking wet cunt.” His Mancunian accent is thick and laced with desire when his mouth spewed that last word. You let go of a wanting mewl before spreading the dark, puffy lips that lead to your sopping wet hole. Just what he wanted.

You both moan in unison as you both get what you want. His hand engulfed yours and you’re quickly reminded of how big he is. His fingers are long and thick. Your legs twitch as you remember how they feel rubbing inside you. He leisurely finds his way deep in your sex. Your tightness pains him in the way that he likes. Leaning down to grunt into your ear, nose filled with that familiar coconut scent, you clench around him when his teeth bites down at the shell of your ear.

He loves you. He loves you so much—your hair, your eyes, your lips, your smile, your voice, your taste, your scent. You’re wonderful. Breathtaking. Beautiful. So so beautiful. He’s so glad he has you. That you’re in his arm moaning so prettily for him. And its almost unbelievable to him that you think of him the same way he thinks of you.

Once your breathing gets heavier and his thrusts gets sloppier and your eye starts twitching, you both finally succumb to the hot rush of pleasure. You don’t object to his heavy weight toppling over you after he fills you up (you encourage it with a hug despite how heavy he is). It feels good—laying like this. So intimate. You pet the back of his head taking in his warmth. Time passes before he slowly looks up at you, his eyes the same temperature as both of your bodies meshed together, and he suddenly states,

“That’s your fifth one, doll.” And you can’t help the quiet snicker that leaves you before giving him a playful slap to his arm, telling him to shut up. You somehow manage to catch a small glimpse of him rolling his eyes beneath that inky mask of his. This was intimate indeed. You finish off the night with a kiss to his forehead and you felt your heart flutter when he answered with a subdued hum.

#ghost x reader #ghost simon riley #mw2 smut #cod x reader #simon riley x reader #cod mw2 smut #ghost x you #ghost x y/n #ghost mw2 #black reader

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primordial-shade · 7 months

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Werewolf partner headcanons

Sfw:

*Pats werewolf* this werewolf can fit so much love in them-

But seriously, by nature werewolves are highly affectionate, especially physically.

Perhaps not initially. They will be very aware they’re poor human partner may not be used to overwhelming affection yet :(. They will be super good, they will hold themselves back looking like sad little puppies.

Please just let them and let them cuddle you they’ll be so happy :(

Like the moment you give them the green light they will be all over you. Cuddles, kisses, pets. All over you. They love you! Why wouldn’t they want to cuddle you all the time :(

There will also be a lot of scenting and licking. The licking I imagine is like kissing for them, little affectionate licks, big sloppy licks all kinds.

They want to show they love you! And it has the added benefit of removing any scent on you besides their own. You should smell like them! Not others!

Scenting is also a massive thing.

Early in a relationship they’ll hold hands and give you their jacket to make sure you carry their scent. But if it gets serious it’s all over.

Cuddling together, showering together, making sure you spend every moment covering you in their scent.

But the reverse is also true. They love your scent! They want to be covered in it! Please let them. They wanna smell like you so bad, you smell like heaven to them and they want you to smell like them.

Speaking of scent there will be some adjustments to your life style. Overly scented stuff isn’t any good for a werewolf. They will not only be severely discomforted because of their smell sensitivity but smell is a key part of how they read emotion. It a smell strongly covers your natural smell is can be very upsetting as they can’t get a proper read of emotions or health. Very upset baby.

Of course you can have scented stuff. The right level of scent can be extremely complimentary to your natural smell. But they have strong sensory needs to just be aware of that. Be kind to your werewolf lover!

Werewolves are also very active and very hungry. You’ll need to be prepared for that. They won’t make you do exercise with them but they will like romantic walks and hikes and will be high energy.

Note for my physically disabled and chronic pain bros they will be accommodating to a T. They will lend support whenever needed and help you with any physical therapy and pain management.

Pack is pack. No matter what. When they love you they do anything to make sure you are safe and accommodated for and their family will do the same.

These guys are also big blankies. Wolf and human form. Werewolves are big, big and hairy and physically affectionate. Always snuggles and nuzzles. They will lay on top of you and around you like big fuzzy weighted blankets.

They do run hot as well. Combination of their metabolism and their natural magics. Great in the winter but they do suffer in the summer and hate not being able to fully cuddle with you because you both overheat. They will do a full bellyflop into a pool of water and lay there, they will do the big shake too. But in winter? Oh goddamn, cuddles for days.

Curling by the fire after eating a feast, safe in their territory with their partner. Werewolf dream scenario.

They are also big on various acts of service. Particularly ones that involve taking care of you. Feeding you, massages, kisses and cuddles, spa days, you name it.

NSFW

Now the dirty >;3

Werewolves are high energy, so they tend to have high sec drives. They will run you ragged if given the opportunity. So if you’re gonna go all out make sure you take the next day off work, maybe the next few days.

Like wolves they have a form of Estrus. Males and females are generally fertile all the time, but lower than average. However when they hit these periods they become highly fertile. And really horny. Make sure you grab some magical birth control because that’s the only shit that’s gonna stop you getting pregnant. But don’t worry, your werewolf will also take birth control if you’re not ready for pups yet.

They run hot, so werewolf dick and pussy? Hot as fuck, temperature play at work here.

They are also Quite hairy. I imagine in werewolf culture that long hair is common, as are hairy bodies. They do groom, but you won’t find a hairless werewolf.

Lots of cum, they fucking gush, male or female. So sex is gonna be messy, they are gonna get you covered. No point trying to stay clean because not only to werewolves love seeing their lovers covered in their cum but it also links into their scenting of you and means they will be very happy.

Oral fixation baby! No matter what you got, they wanna lick it, hell they wanna lick you all over. This can lead to very much causing oversensitivity. Once they start they get drunk your equipment quickly. They will eat you out or suck you off for hours. Good luck and godspeed.

They fuck like beasts. They can and will be gentle but they need to let go as well. You may not be able to walk for a while until you get used to it. Doesn’t matter, male or female you are gonna be walking funny until you can build up endurance.

It’s a lot, they will hold themselves back at first but soon it will be a test of endurance.

Aftercare royalty. Food, baths and cuddles are holy trinity and they will ensure you are happy and comfy.

#terato #terat0philliac #monster fucker #werewolf #monster x reader #monster x human #monster lover

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hatkuu · 1 month

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dw i AM slowly returning to my kylar roots...imagine kylar walking in on you wearing his hoodie...i think he would scream and faint and die. he would be so torn between wanting you to keep it forever bc you look so cute and wearing his clothes in public would affirm that you belong to him but also wanting it back so he can smell it and breathe in your scent (and not do nefarious things with it)

hngnnggg yeah im glad ur coming back to ur kylar roots... i missed you nica please come rave about kylar's cock with me again :'(

uuuggghhh especially if you make it out to be something innocent like you spending the night at his house (bestie kylar sleepover....) and it gets really cold!!!

gen! reader and m! kylar utc <3

Kylar hates the feeling of water against his skin. It never really sticks, or cleans anything. His skin is overly sensitive, flaring up against his will if he scrubs too hard or uses any scented soaps. He's given up on making himself attractive to others, and yet—

He's hiding in the bathroom while you're cuddled up in his bed.

He thought he'd be all over you, panting and drooling, lapping at your lips until they parted just enough that he could taste you. Maybe you'd face him, breathing in his exhales and sharing oxygen with one another until you fell asleep. Or... Maybe you'd face away from him, letting him guard you where you're most vulnerable, baring yourself in a way that you've never let anyone else see you. He'd be unable to resist you, then. He'd drool onto your hair, mindlessly grinding his cock against you until you wake. You'd help him out, as graceful and kind as you are—you'd turn to face him, burying your face in his neck and clinging so tight that his chest would burn. Not from legs wrapped so tightly around his waist. Only from the sheer love and affection you're spoiling him with—something he hasn't felt in so long.

The faucet before him groans, on the brink of filling up the sink. Kylar has the mind to turn it off before his whole body locks up.

"Ky-Ky? Are you okay...?"

He hears your sweetened tone from beyond the bathroom door, your knuckles gently rapping at the wood to gain his attention. So cute. Of course you'd check if he's okay! He stumbles to the door, fumbling with the lock as his wet hands slip against the door handle. You're probably so lonely without him! He's upset with himself for losing track of time and leaving you alone in bed when the two of you could've been snuggled up against one another. He finally unlatches the door, breathing heavy at the prospect of you being just behind the thin plywood.

The door slams open and Kylar's smile falls from his face.

You're now wearing a hoodie. He's kind of disappointed that he won't be able to touch as much of your skin. The hoodie you're wearing looks worn. It's fraying at the sleeves, stained various different colours at it's front, he's never actually seen you wear it before so it can't possibly be new—

His hoodie.

You're wearing his hoodie.

You fiddle with the sleeves as you speak, shyly looking at your feet while he gapes at you. "Sorry... It got cold while you were in the bathroom. I can take it off if you want?"

You look so cute. So very, very cute that Kylar can only stare at you, open-mouthed. He thinks about what it'd imply if you started wearing his clothes at school—no, even better if you just wore his clothes entirely—maybe he should offer you a pair of his sweatpants too, in case your legs get cold. He thinks about it, but then looks at the deliciously smooth skin of your thighs, and decides against it.

Kylar shakes his head quickly, commiting the image of you in his hoodie to memory. "N-No! It's fine, um, you can raid my whole wardrobe if you like... Haha..."

Kylar makes a note to start stealing more of your hoodies and long-sleeved shirts, just so he can see you in more of his.

You stare at him for another second, smiling at the cute expression on his face. Then your smile turns upside down into a confused pout. "Why's your face all wet?"

Kylar blushes choking on his own embarrassment, tugging you back to bed. "I brushed my teeth," He lies, tucking you in as he crawls in beside you, covering the two of you with a worn-out sheet. He purposefully hid the other thicker sheets underneath his bed so the two of you had no choice but to cuddle for warmth tonight. He smiles as you roll over, bidding him a quick goodnight before shuffling your rear painfully close to his crotch. You grab one of his arms, pulling it over you before yawning softly and closing your eyes.

"Goodnight, my love." He mumbles into your hair, voice addled with sleepiness.

He leans forward, burying his face in your hair and the soft hood of his hoodie. You smell good on your own, but you smell even better mixed with the scent of him. Like he's claimed you.

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