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suncoved · 9 months

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OUCH! — RAFE CAMERON

pairing; boyfriend!rafe cameron x clumsy!fem!reader

summary; rafe wouldn't trade his clumsy girlfriend for the world.

warnings ; bit of blood (blood nose), fluffy fluff, ooc rafe fsss

you let out a huff to yourself as you reach your hand up to your forehead, clutching it softly and praying to yourself that you weren't sweating profusely. it was deathly hot in the outerbanks today, and your usually 5 minute walk to the cameron house had slowly turned into 15. you did not work well with heat, even after living in the obx for your entire life.

you knew if you called rafe and asked him to come get you at your house he probably would, but you wanted to have some dignity.

trying not to explode with happiness, you stepped into the doorway of the cameron house. with the ac cooling your body, you sighed in relief and made your way to the kitchen. you were always welcome at rafe's, you were there more than you were at your own house.

you heard someone yell your name behind you, whipping around to see rafe's little sister wheezie bolting towards you. "hi wheezie girl" you said as she really knocked you down from the force of her embrace. you had known wheezie since she was a baby and she loved and adored you like a big sister.

you ruffled her hair as she hugged you, though you were both quick to pull back from the heat still prevalent in your body temperature. "how'd the algebra test go?" you asked, adjusting her glasses that were now crooked on her face.

"not good, another D" she sighed, moving towards the kitchen counter as your eyes followed her movements. "its ok wheeze. you'll do better next time, i know you will." she smiled at you lovingly, before turning her eyes back to the current math question she was working on in her book.

you brought yourself to the kitchen cabinet, reaching in to pull out a glass. you loved rafes house, it was beautiful and clean and it had all your favourite things. food, blankets, a pool, an endless array of books and rafe, of course.

wait. where was rafe?

"where's your brother wheeze?" you asked, taking a sip out of your now full cup of water. "he went down to the gym with topper and kelce a bit ago, he's in one of his moods" she sighed, referring to the particularly touchy moods rafe gets in every once in a while.

which means he's extra pissed off than usual.

good.

you said goodbye to wheezie and made your way back out into the heat, walking down the steps and around the house to where the camerons gym was. you heard the loud rap music from miles away, the grunts of the boys echoing louder and louder and you got closer.

you got distracted from the damage of the hurricane on the shore of the beach outside the cameron house, your feet carrying you unconsciously towards your final destination.

you skimmed your eyes over the backyard, the pool foggy and murky, leaves and branches floating on top of the water. you bit your lip to stifle a laugh at wheezie jumping up and down with her phone in the air, trying to get wifi.

you were worried about how hard the cleaners and gardens were going to have to work to get the yard back in shape, but before you could come to feel empathetic for them, a searing pain arose on the bridge of your nose.

your eyes filled with tears as you reached your manicured hand up to your nose, the red crimson liquid staining your fingers and dripping onto your new yellow sundress.

because you weren't watching where you were going, you had run smack dab into the side of the entrance to the gym, your nose hitting the hinge that was sticking out of the wall.

you could taste the metallic substance dripping down your lips, your ears ringing from the pain. yes, you were always just a bit of a crybaby, but you had a low pain tolerance and bumping your nose hurt like shit.

you could hear the sound of weight dropping aggressively as you let out a whimper, clutching your nose in your hand. it was only seconds before heavy hands made their way onto your hips, an all too familiar strong cologne engulfing your nose, making it sting even more.

but you knew who it was, so you didn't hesitate to turn your body around and lay your head on his chest, your hand still protectively covering your nose. you couldn't help but sob at the pain, soft shushes and a hand rubbing your back comforting you softly as you wept.

rafe felt the blood stain his shirt, but he made no effort to move, kissing the top of your head softly.

it wasn't unusual for your daydreaming to lead you to injure yourself in some way. whether it was tripping over or banging into something, rafe knew your clumsiness all too well. but he hadn't seen you cry like this in pain since the 5th grade when you fell off the monkey bars and knocked your head.

along with his sets that were yet to finish, topper and kelce were now long forgotten in his mind. all he thought about was you, and the fact that you were in pain. it made him go fucking crazy.

"baby" he sighed softly as he gently pried you off his chest, pulling back to try to get a good look at your face. your hand was covered in blood, along with your lips and chin, the crimson red still dripping from your nose.

"fuck" he cursed, watching your tears flow down your cheeks in a steady stream. rafe wasn't often calm and collected, but this was a whole different level. he was freaking out.

he quickly took your hand in his, dragging you softly up to the entrance of tannyhill. the only thing he could hear was your whimpers and sobs echoing in his head, all he could think about was you.

before you knew it you were being lifted up onto the cool surface of rafes bathroom counter, the cold marble making you shiver as your dress rode up to expose your thighs. rafe quickly grabbed out multiple tissues from the box, gathering them together in his hand.

"this is going to pinch baby, i'm sorry. hold my hand yeah?" he asked — well — demanded. you felt him bring the paper up to your face, pinching the bridge of your nose softly to stop the blood flow.

he made quick work of multi-tasking as he kept the tissue on your nose, quickly cleaning the blood of your lips and chin. he didn't look you in the eyes once as the whole ten minutes he held your nose, waiting patiently before finally pulling away.

you had never been more thankful as you felt no more blood trickle down your face — and so was rafe.

he sighed as he threw the tissue in the bin, grabbing your face in his hands and holding leaning his forehead on yours. you looked into his eyes before he closed them and took a deep breath in.

"don't ever fucking do that to me again baby."

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron drabble #outer banks #obx imagine

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fuckmyskywalker · 2 months

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18+ smut, choking, daddy kink.

iykyk

“I wish you could look at yourself like this,” Anakin whispers, running his hands up and down your sides as you bend over the couch. His cock feels like it’s bulging inside you, and if you could gather a coherent thought to send a signal to your brain to look down, you could’ve confirmed it.

“W–Why?” You choke, resting your cheek against one of the gray cushions, drooling over the fabric. He pushes his hips harder, pushing your body forward. A loud moan escapes your lips when he does that— how can he make it feel as if he was rearranging your guts?

“Your ass looks so fucking good,” He replies, cursing under his breath and lowering his hand to slap your flesh. The loud smack is obscene, and you thank God you two are home alone. Your tight walls clench around his cock when he hits you which causes him to do it again, and again— Anakin adores to see your ass bouncing, jiggling, cheeks spread and slapped. “Makes me want to fuck you harder until you can’t walk.”

The last bit sounds more like a promise— a promise he lives up to every time he fucks you. Anakin grabs your arm to yank you closer to him, pressing your sweaty back against his chest, his lips kiss your jaw lovingly, tasting the salty flavor that oozes off your precious skin.

“Want me to choke you, pretty girl?” He offers, although he knows you won’t say no. You nod dumbly, mind too cloudy to speak. When he touches you, it fogs your mind.

He smirks in return, and when you expect his hand to wrap around your neck, you gasp in surprise when you feel his arm sneaking around you; flexing his bicep, he cuts your airflow in a way you only imagined in your nastiest fantasies. Your hand grips his muscles, nails digging into his flesh and you can’t compare the sensation to anything else. Anakin’s strength sends your head floating— even more if that’s even possible— so good you could come in the spot.

“There you go, princess. I know you love how Daddy fucks you.”

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya mumbles!#me n him #love being bicep choked.#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker x reader smut #anakin x reader #anakin x reader smut #anakin x you

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hitomisuzuya · 7 months

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Gamer!Scaramouche x fem!reader. Cock warming. Smut. Degradation. Scara receiving praise and encouragement. Mean!Scara

Think he should win this time? I think he should. As promised, here is more Gamer!Scara smut. This is just pure filth, honestly. Btw, I loved the movie🥰

Scaramouche was ready to send Freddy back to hell. That top hat wearing shit wasn't going to get the best of him tonight. He was halfway into Night Two, and despite the fact you were whimpering quietly in his ear, he found he was able to concentrate with his cock resting between your warm, clenching walls.

Having you cock warm him while he played was the best idea he'd come up with in awhile. He was quite proud of himself.

"You are doing so good, Scara," You encouraged, nuzzling your face lovingly into his neck. You nipped at his earlobe, shifting in his lap as you craned your head down to kiss his neck. "You'll win this time, for sure. I just know it."

God, your praises were making his cock throb. Noticing nothing really going on on the cameras yet, Scaramouche dipped his hand down to rub your clit. The tighter your walls clamped around his cock, the better he concentrated. Damn it if he didn't want to fuck you raw, right now though.

But he had a victory to achieve first.

He made sure your skirt was well hiked up around your hips, giving him a good view of the way his cock glistened shiny from your arousal when he bounced you a little on his cock to tease you.

"Please, please, let me bounce a little, please," You pleaded, feeling his the head of cock nudging against your sweet spot a little.

"Quit whining, slut," Scaramouche said, pinching your clit between his fingers. He smirked when your back arched, putting his hands firmly on your hips to halt your pathetic attempts to discreetly bounce on his cock for relief. "I'm trying to concentrate."

You mewled, ultimately doing as you were told. You dropped your head into his neck, trying to keep yourself busy by nuzzling and kissing his neck again. His degradation only served as fuel to make your cunt clench around his cock.

You still tried to reason with him anyways. You couldn't help yourself. Your cunt was practically sucking his cock in, resting against your sweet spot in a way that your legs shake. "Pretty please, it won't take me long to cum," You grinded needily in his lap, making him smack a hand across your ass.

He believed you. "You are cock warming me, not fucking me,"Scaramouche hissed, gritting his teeth as you yelped in pleasure. Denying you would only make you feel more sensitive for him.

"But I..I," You licked a line across his neck, smiling a little when you heard him let out a shaky sigh of pleasure. "I really want you."

Growling because he had to take his eyes off of the cameras to quiet you down, Scaramouche roughly grasped your jaw, and picked your head up from his neck. He kissed you to shut you up. He explored your mouth with his tongue, smirking against your lips as you melted from the kiss. "You just be quiet, and take it," His hand lightly smacked your throbbing clit, his teeth nipping at your lower lip when he pulled away

You moaned in bliss, your arms tightening around him. You nodded, tears burning in your eyes as you struggled to sit still. It was bad enough that before he set you on his cock, he'd made you sopping wet by teasing and dragging his tongue across your clit.

It felt like an eternity to you before Night Five came around, and Freddy made his move. Scaramouche reached down to rub your clit occasionally as he checked every camera over and over again until..

"HA! Fuck yes, and fuck you, Freddy!" Scaramouche suddenly declared his victory. He'd finally won before he forked over the money (willingly) to take you the movie later, making victory taste even sweeter for him.

"Guess what, doll? You can starting bouncing now," Scaramouche smacked a a rougher hand on your ass, groaning when you immediately started riding him like your life depended on it.

Feeling his cock repeatedly stretching your walls apart as he slammed against your sweet spot, your skin slapping against his, nearly made you fall limp against him.

"Your cunt is suffocating my cock..fuck..," Scaramouche moaned, pressing his fingers into the skin on your hips as he bullied his cock deeper inside of you. He lifted you off his cock just to abruptly drop you back down on it.

You screamed in pleasure, making him laugh. "Is my slut going to cum, hm? You nodded, your moans sounding pornographic as he held you still in his lap, gripping your hips.

Scaramouche craned his head down, flicking his tongue over your nipple once he yanked your shirt and your bra down off one of your breasts. All it took was a few more rough thrusts into your tight cunt to make you squirt, your body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

Hearing you babble in his ear about how you love him, and how only he could fuck you this good made his warm cum gobb and ribbon inside of you. He clutched you against him, fucking his cum back up inside of you.

Scaramouche gave you a long, sloppy kiss as he slowed you to a stop. He was panting a little as he pulled away, sighing content when you licked submissively at his mouth with a fucked out expression on your face. "Now go get ready. The movie is at 8."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #modern au #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #gamer scaramouche

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spatialwave · 12 days

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“𝓪 𝓰𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵’𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹𝓮𝓻”

pairing: cooper howard/the ghoul x fem!reader word count: 1k summary: you’d proven to cooper that you were a tough young thing, a vault dweller with a bit of edge—and a thing for mean-mannered ghouls. you were quick to indulge in being his plaything. warnings: mdni! smut, dom!cooper, sub!reader, rough, degrading, withholding/edging, cooper is mean i’m not sorry! notes: these are getting too good ya’ll hehe, i hope you like it! this scene was inspired by @ghoulphile and their amazing cooper writings! please go check out their blog! 🧡

when you first met cooper howard you had been doused in confusion, why the hell were you attracted to this… thing? not a human, but too handsome and sentient to be labelled as lowly as a ‘creature’. he couldn’t be wrangled into the likes of mutated animals, but you hadn’t met a ghoul before, so you didn’t know what to make of him. nor could you understand the way you’d grown slick between the thighs by only looking at him.

fascination struck when he settled striking eyes on you—soon forcing you along to seek out the information you’d gained through your years as a vault dweller.

and it’s not like you fit anywhere else anyway, even your vault allowed you to make way for the surface without an attempt to hold you back from your curiosity— you were stuck with nothing. not even a bottle of water to your name. so, if it meant having to suck up to a bounty hunting ghoul and beg for your life to stay afloat, then you could manage. you hadn’t any ounce of shame or pride, you were a prisoner to the wastelands.

a lover to a damned, 200-year old ghoul.

your face was shoved against the sandy floorboards of an old, battered saloon—destroyed and flimsy. one harsh rad storm and it would collapse into a corpse of a building that once held a proud number of guests before the war.

“cooper, fuck—“ you groaned, pain mixed with pleasure as your cunt burned.

the ghoul had stripped you completely, your vault jumpsuit tossed behind the broken bar, boots across the room and pip boy a few inches from your face. he left your naked body exposed to the cold night air, easy for him to ravage and indulge.

this was a constant repetition in your life now, when cooper was having a stressful day he took it out on you. the first time was near-frightening, thinking that he might end up snapping you in half while fucking you with his revolver shoved into your mouth like a deathly, make-shift gag.

you loved it—it was fucking disgusting, and you craved it like a lowly whore, a term of endearment that came so lovingly from the ghoul.

“quiet down,” he hissed, gloved hand landing harshly against your ass so a loud smack echoed through the dilapidated building, “i’ll shove your panties in your mouth if you keep this up, whore.”

his cock was buried deep into your pussy, swollen and aching around his hardened length that pushed against the ring of your cervix. the fleshy muscle shooting pain through your hips and thighs with each thrust, uncaring if it was painful. large hands massaged the globes of your ass, covered in reddened marks and bruises that would make sitting down hard—it was rare you had that privilege, though. cooper had made sure you two were always on the move.

“maybe i want that, cowboy,” you giggled sloppily, fucked so dumb you could hardly think as you looked over your shoulder at the ghoul, his hazel eyes piercing into yours just under the brim of his hat. you hated that he kept himself mostly clothed during these rendezvous.

cooper groaned, eyes narrowing as his left hand kept your wrists pinned against your back—face rubbing raw against the floor every time his cock slid through your wet walls. he’d been the biggest you’d ever taken, not like you had much experience.

“you love talkin’ with that filthy, cocksucking mouth of yours, don’t you?” cooper groaned, hands tightening around your wrists as his hips snapped sharply against your ass.

to make sure your needs were taken care of, you bit hard onto your bottom lip to muffle any sounds that may escape your throat. it was difficult when his cock stretched you thin, rubbing raw inside you as tears gathered in your eyes and all you wanted to do was scream his name until your voice cracked and the dry, dusty air stung your throat. you clenched tight around his cock, hardly able to keep yourself up on your knees, and he could feel how close you were to collapsing.

“not yet, darlin’,” cooper mumbled, his free hand latching to your hip and pulling you back to your knees when you’d nearly collapsed. then, the same hand slipped around your hips, so his bare fingers rubbed at your swollen clit that had been neglected.

“coop—“ you whimpered, eyes daring to shut tight as he pounded into you mercilessly, barely hanging onto reality as you had begun to see stars while your eyes rolled back.

he fed off your soft mewls of pleasure as you tried so hard to keep quiet, a smirk tainting his lips as he watched with excited eyes and a newfound sense of vigor.

“you gonna’ cum on my cock, lil’ helper?” he whispered, leaning forward so his clothed chest pressed against your back and locked wrists, “say it and i’ll think about lettin’ you,” he huffed, voice coarse as his warm breath tickled the shell of your ear and his finger pulled away from your clit—pulling you away from the edge you’d nearly fell over.

“i’m gonna’ cum on your cock,” you slurred—whining desperately for more, “can i, cooper? please, i’ve been good,” you pleaded, forcing your eyes to focus so you could look at him. you’d been fighting off the coil of heat tightening in your lower gut, waiting so patiently for your lover to say yes like the darling love you were.

you bit back a gurgled moan, eyes shutting tight as he allowed a few, long seconds to pass before his finger rubbed tight, fast circles on the sensitive bud, “go on then,” he breathed low, lips parted as he waited for your release.

all it took was for you to relax your body, then the pleasure soared through you like an explosive. cooper pulled himself upright and let go of your wrists so you could cover your mouth with your delicate fingers—moaning a saliva-filled mess into your hand while you came. every thrust sent your head swirling, sending your body into flames as his radiated body took one final snap of his hips before he spilled deep inside and felt the stress of the day vanish into thin air.

you were certainly this ghoul’s helper.

#cooper howard #cooper howard x reader #the ghoul #the ghoul x reader #walton goggins #fallout fic #cooper howard fic #fallout prime fic #wordsbyspatial

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azmaranadir · 6 months

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ASS, BOOBS OR THIGHS

NSFW 18+ HEADCANON WINDBREAKER. JAY, VINNY, JOKER

BOOBS

->Jay. loves to bury his head in your chest, holding you close. To the point where he wants to die, being choked by them. Whether they are small, big, or in the middle, he doesn't care as long as he can use them as a stress ball and suck on your nipples. However, he does not want to see you in tight tops or shirts; he enjoys it much more seeing you wearing baggy shirts, preferably his shirts instead. It has nothing to do with being covered; it just feels so much better to pull the material up and let it rest lazily on your collarbone while he kisses, licks, and sucks on them.

Tight shirts are so hard to take off, so he enjoys it more seeing you wearing baggy ones, allowing him to take it off as fast as possible or even keep it on and just let his head be covered by your (his) shirt.

"fuck you taste so good..."

ASS

-> Vinny. loves the sight of your ass, but he can't openly express it. When caught staring, he would flush hard, although it happens rarely. The reason is that you are so used to walking in front of him that you don't second-guess it, thinking he's only ensuring your safety, keeping a watchful eye over your head like a bulldog. However, the reality is that he just enjoys watching your ass jiggle while you walk. He also likes to grab it, but only in private.

When you are alone, he takes the opportunity to grab a handful of it, maybe even give it a playful smack while he fucks you from behind. Despite his usual flustered demeanor, he's oddly smug about it.

"Never were any pants around my, want to feel your skin jitter when I smack it."

THIGHS

->Joker. Takes immense pleasure in running his hands up and down your thighs, Loving the way your skin reacts under his touch, creating a sense of appreciation and love, despite him grabbing it so hard to leave marks but still kissing it lovingly. He loves kissing the inner thighs, leaving bites that make the experience feel more intimate than the actual act of sex.

In his more unconventional moments, he also enjoys burying his head in your thighs, occasionally smearing the blood of his enemies on your skin. It made you feel Icky, however, this was perfect for him to lick your skin, gradually making his way toward your thighs to eat you pussy out.

What truly leaves your head spinning is when he wraps your thighs around his head, stands up, and presses your back against the changing room wall. Making you sit on his shoulders, while his pussy was pressed against his lapping tongue and his nose against your clit, while squeezed your flesh.

"You can choke me harder, I can handle that. I would love dying because of those thighs."

#webtoon #cycling #jay jo x reader #jay jo #windbreaker #vinny hong x reader #vinny hong #joker windbreaker #joker x reader #windbreaker smut #windbreaker x reader

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dancingbirdie · 5 months

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Here’s a smut idea that’s been stuck in my mind, how about the reader getting caught in the middle of “taking care of themself” and Astarion decides to join the fun but only to guide their hands along and just cooing soft, encouraging/teasing words into their ear 😩

Hi, anon! This was so naughty and I loved it. I wrote this fic in, like, less than two hours. So I guess that shows how excited I was to sketch this out haha. I hope you enjoy! xoxoxo

A Good Show

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Astarion x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings/Tags: masturbation (fem), praise kink, voyeurism, slight dom/sub vibes

Summary: Astarion catches you playing with yourself and is all too eager to help you finish.

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“Your wicked tongue got you into this predicament. You know that, don’t you?” Astarion smirked down at you, sprawled as you were on hands and knees over his lap.

You whimpered as his fingertips traced across your backside, feather-soft, mapping the skin there.

You heard the crack of his palm against your bottom before you actually registered the sting. A desperate mewl slipped from your lips as your mind attempted to reconcile the pain with the flood of arousal in your lower abdomen.

You were so wet. Dripping, filthy wet. And he knew it.

“Tch. So naughty. Not even a good smack can get you to behave. Whatever shall I do with you, hmm?” Astarion murmured. His hand resumed its tracing while the other carded through your hair lovingly.

“Whatever you want,” you breathed, trembling with want from the obscene position you found yourself in. Naked, bent over Astarion’s lap, ass smarting, and cunt as wet as the Chianthar.

“Dangerous words, darling,” he chuckled, dipping his fingers lower and slipping all too easily between your slick folds.

You moaned as you felt him insert two fingers inside you and begin pumping at a leisurely pace. His other hand soon joined, thumb circling slowly around your swollen clit. It was all you could do to remain balanced and not collapse on top of his lap.

You could see it so clearly in your mind’s eye.

Although it was your fingers pumping inside you, it was his hands you thought of. It was his slender digits, impaling you again and again. It was his thumb circling your clit until you nearly saw stars.

You’d shoved the collar of your tunic in your mouth to keep your voice muffled. The vision you were concocting was so vivid, it was nearly impossible to stop yourself from moaning. The humble little inn you all had settled in for the night was so quiet; you could only pray that no one heard you through the thin walls. But just a few more pumps of your fingers with fantasy-Astarion goading you on, and you knew that a climax would be nearing ever closer.

Your hopes for secrecy were dashed as your ears pricked, honing in on the quiet cough emanating from the corner of the room. You froze. To your horror, you realized the door to your quarters was ajar and who else but Astarion himself was now peering around it to find you, perched at the end of the bed, trousers at your ankles, playing with yourself.

You could have sworn you’d secured the latch on the door beforehand. But, then again, this place was in shambles. It was fully possible that the thing was too rusted to do its simple job. Either way, it hardly mattered now, given that the subject of your pleasure fantasy was now locking eyes with you in reality, his eyebrows raised in obvious amusement.

“My, my. What do we have here? And, more importantly, why didn’t I receive an invitation?” he smirked.

His voice spurred you into action, and you quickly rose from your reclined position to attempt to cover your not-so-decent bits from view. You could feel the red crush of embarrassment coloring every part of your body it could.

“Astarion, I’m so, so sorry. I swore I closed the door earlier and… and…” you trailed off, burying your face in your hands. “Gods, this is worse than a javelin to the thigh,” you finished in a muffled tone.

You heard his throaty chuckle. “These locks are all but disintegrated, darling. They’d barely hold a mouse at bay, I’d wager.”

You nodded, too mortified to continue having this conversation with him. It was bad enough to have been caught in the act, but to be caught by the very person you’d been fantasizing about? The gods were truly cruel.

You heard the door close with a quiet snick. Assuming Astarion had sauntered off down the hall, your shoulders sagged with the weight of all that had transpired.

You didn’t expect his voice to call to you again. This time, a little closer in proximity.

“Well, is that it, then?” he goaded.

You lifted your head slowly from your hands to peer at him. He was watching you with an intensity that one might see in a predator observing their prey.

“What do you mean?” you hedged.

“I mean, are you going to leave yourself half-sated, or are you going to finish what you started?” Astarion intoned.

“What - are you thinking of staying for a show?” you retorted, flabbergasted at yet another turn in the course of these events.

“Wouldn’t you like me to?” he pressed, a teasing smile stretching his lips wide. His fangs glinted in the candlelight. “I heard you sigh my name, you know.”

You stared at him in horror, but he only chuckled again.

“The wonders of elf ears and vampiric senses. They never cease,” he explained.

Then he made his way further into the room, closer to you, before slouching against one of the bedposts at the foot of the bed.

“I know you want to,” he murmured in a low drawl. “I can feel your arousal. It’s still boiling within you.”

Your breath stuttered of its own accord. His voice was so deep, so smooth, it was nearly impossible to resist.

“I don’t know that I can…” you whispered, not trusting your voice to keep the gravity of your desire a secret. “What with you, you know, just standing there watching me…”

“Oh, darling,” he cooed, peeling away from the bedpost to crawl up on the mattress behind you. You watched him, awestruck, until he disappeared from your peripheral vision.

“I plan to do much more than that,” he whispered against the shell of your ear.

You shivered as you felt his legs stretch and line up against yours, while his hands came to band around each of your wrists. You groaned as you felt the hardness of his erection pressed firm against your backside, realization dawning on you that he was enjoying this, too.

“Wh-what are you doing?” you breathed as you allowed him to lift your hands from your lap. Like you were a marionette on strings. His marionette. His strings.

“Making sure you give yourself a good finish,” he crooned. “Now, lean back into me, and start touching yourself again.”

The obscenity of it all caused your cunt to flush with arousal all over again. You clenched on thin air, a pitiful whine escaping your mouth.

“Three fingers this time, please,” Astarion whispered, nudging your right hand down lower. “I know you can take it.”

Your fingers followed his orders almost of their own accord. Like your body was primed and ready to take Astarion’s demands, whatever they may be.

You groaned as you sheathed three fingers inside your dripping cunt, pulsing them in and out. It was tight, so tight, but in the most delicious way.

“There’s a good girl,” he murmured through a kiss against your temple. “Now the other hand, if you will.”

You whined as he guided the fingers of your left hand to begin circling your swollen clit, almost too sensitive to bear.

“That’s it, darling. Yes. You follow orders so well,” he crooned. “Give yourself a good finish. Let me see how you touch yourself when you’re thinking of me.”

You were beyond words. Couldn’t fathom enough of them to string together a sentence. His name and a plea to the gods were all you could muster, and after a while those two seemed to blend into one. Astarion was the only god here that you could feel. And it was his praises you sang as he kept a firm grip on your wrists, forcing yourself to usher in your completion.

“You’re so close, I can almost taste it,” he breathed into your ear. You could feel his ragged breathing behind you as you continued to touch yourself, back arching into his chest all the while.

“Give me a good show, darling. Come for me. Come with my name on your lips,” he ordered.

Your body was more than willing to comply. With a last thrust of your fingers, landing all the harder thanks to the extra force Astarion applied to your hand, you wailed his name as you climaxed. Your body shuddered as you reeled from the pleasure of it, stars exploding behind your eyelids and reforming from the dust that remained.

It was the hardest orgasm you had ever experienced by your hand, and you knew it had everything to do with the one who had been guiding you. You collapsed your full weight into Astarion’s chest, soaking in the coolness of his skin against your heated flesh.

“That was… that was incredible…” you murmured after a moment spent collecting your breath.

You bounced against his body slightly as he chuckled. “It was, wasn’t it?” he mused. “You gave quite the performance, I have to say.”

“I had an excellent instructor,” you teased, eliciting a true bark of laughter from him at last.

“Free lessons for you, whenever you’d like,” he retorted, kissing your temple once more.

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velvetmud · 1 year

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joel figures out how to make you squirt. he exploits this discovery brutally

hhhhhhhh im in the fucking twilight zone from this

warning(s): explicit 18+, daddy kink, dirty talk, light domsub undertones-ish

joel always said he preferred getting his hands dirty, putting them to work. that same logic bled nicely into his sex life.

he never gave you any half measures when he took you in, shoved you face first in his bed. looked right down his nose at you, holding you in your place and began explaining. now the rules were, either you wet his bed with your cum or you won’t get to cum the next night at all.

first night he’d discovered your particularly messy hidden talent, three of those vicious fingers were curled up in you. pounding and prodding every spongey sweet spot he could find. he was grinning like a sadist down at your scrunched up helpless face.

“you look so fucking perfect riding on the edge, baby. just keep holding it. don’t wanna spoil the ending so soon.” his other hand crept down to spread your opening further apart to feast his eyes. listens to the wet squelch when he perks his fingers in a certain way. he tisks at your begs and pleads to give in and finish you off, even after he’s spent a good hour toying with you.

“how’s it feel to fuck on daddy’s fingers like this? bet it feels so good, shit, you’re taking them all up the way up to the knuckle. bet’chu like that, mmm that’s so perfect, lemme hear it.”

your nails latch onto his shoulder, squeezing with irreparable need. the throaty whimpers cry out of you one by one. mixing his names, joel or daddy or fuck keep going keep going please. he eggs you on to scream for him some more, stroking his ego with your unhinged volume when he starts to pick up speed. scissors his runny digits back and forth, feeling your noisy walls closing up on him.

he ducks his head back down to smack his lips with yours. lovingly digs his nose into your cheek while he curls all three of his fingers at once. his happy trail ground down onto you in harsh circles, giving you the perfect friction, fuelling the growing mess of his fingers between your legs. breathless, you pull away from his mouth with quick motion to get a hold of yourself as the pressure became more and more unbearable.

he knows you’re mere seconds away from imploding, the micro movements and noises he’s memorized and replayed over and over in his head happening right under him. he playfully nipped at the side of your ear, sucking the spot with his tongue before whispering:

“you wanna cum on these fingers for me, angel? give me something to taste?”

he can’t help the pitiful laugh at your blatant desperation. “yes yes please, please will you let me—“

joel gears up to hear your pretty sounds when you cry for him again, his half lidded eyes swimming with want when you clench around his fingers once, twice.

you squirmed and twitched as if he fed you back to god himself with an exorcism.

he snaps his head down to stare in awe when he feels your cum drenching his fingers. a warm splash gushed from your legs as he rips his fingers out, admiring the work he’s done on your weeping pussy.

“atta girl, baby. made a nice big puddle, all for me. so fucking sexy.” he dips his face down and inspects the mess, nuzzling in it shamelessly. any energy you’d normally have to overthink or feel embarrassed got fucked out of you a long time ago.

your fingers drifted down to grip a selfish handful of joel’s hair, feeling him start his journey kissing up towards your belly button.

“sorry, tonight I know I gotta wash the sheets—“

“’sorry?’” he snorts, eyes widening with an almost humorous disbelief. crawling up to lay at the head of the bed, he tangles your legs together and brushed a strand of hair stuck to your face. “you did perfect for me, angel. next time I’ll fucking drink it outta you, if you’ll let me.”

from then on, he’ll insist it’s only a coincidence that he goes out of his way to refill your glass of water a lot more frequently. claims it’s because he wants to make sure his baby girl is full and hydrated, healthy. safe. not as if he was plotting for something he’ll be doing to you later.

after all, he loved putting use to his hands, and wasn’t ever afraid of getting them dirty.

still working on my inbox everybodyyyy I think about the ideas in my inbox everyday I promise I’ll get to finishing up more. thank you for reading and for patience and for telling me any thots

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welcometomyoasis · 7 months

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Haunted house adventures with seventeen

Synopsis: How seventeen would be like going into a haunted house with their s/o, ie, you, the reader. Seventeen x gn! reader | headcanon, fluff | approx. 760 words | no warnings A/n: Happy Halloween!

Your heroes???

Seungcheol, Joshua, Vernon, Lee Chan

Seungcheol - pretends to be strong and pulls you behind him at first but when you enter his grip on your arm gets tighter. “Cheollie? Are you shivering?”. His response, “NO BABY I’M VIBRATING WITH HAPPINESS FROM THE CLOSE CONTACT WITH YOU.”

Joshua - laughs at your fear but then does a 180 as soon as you enter and tries to hide his fear by saying “it’s okay darling, it’s okay, it’s definitely okay”. Yea, you counter by asking him, “shua? Are your eyes closed?”. His response, “no???”, but cue the nervous Joshua laughter.

Vernon - goes in with a blank face. Holds your hand but soon lets go. He leaves you behind, sacrificing you to the scary actors as he just bulldozes his way through the haunted house. There might or might not be a Vernon sized hole in the wall…

Lee Chan - flexes his muscles. They aren’t just for show you know. You don’t buy his statement one bit because he immediately screams at the first jump scare. He is either reduced to a whimping puddle of mush or he becomes a baby otter that needs his mother (you) to hold him so he doesn’t drift off.

Please save them!

Junhui, Soonyoung, Dokyeom, Mingyu, Seungkwan

Junhui - his face might be blank but you know he’s scared by the way he is gripping onto your hand. Literally a cat? He jumps and hisses when there is a jump scare. Somehow ends up clinging onto a net on the ceiling… you’re going to have to coax him down with cuddles and kisses.

Soonyoung - he’s a tiger. He’s not scared. Right? WRONG! He’s only a baby tiger. He gets scared easily. He’s whimpering into your back as he uses you as a shield. He only agreed to this because Minghao said he wasn’t a tiger if he didn’t go in. You make a mental note to give Minghao a light smack after.

Dokyeom - very obviously scared. Wailing so much even before you enter. The scare actors inside think there’s a really scared child about to go in. They go easy on him because of this. Or is it the shock that it is a grown ass man literally being carried like a baby by his partner who is lovingly cooing at him?

Mingyu - he’s surprisingly upfront about how scared he is and he really doesn’t want to go in. How can you say no to his adorable pouty face? You don’t go in and instead lead him to a nearby cafe to sip on pumpkin spice lattes together. He’s a happy baby and he gives you pecks all over your face for saving him. Yea, you end up really sticky but happy after that.

Seungkwan - he’s dramatically screaming his lungs out. Your eardrums are suffering because of him. He ends up like a gif that doesn’t want to play. Seungkwan exe. has stopped working. You have to pat his back and push him through the haunted house. If you don’t when he snaps out of it, he might smack the scare actors out of fear.

The brave and the bold.

Jeonghan, Wonwoo, Jihoon, Minghao

Jeonghan - this menace wanted to go in. He’s mentally prepared for the jumpscares. He laughs at you whenever you scream out of fear. He’s careful not to let it go too far though so he’s cuddling you as soon as you are out to comfort you.

Wonwoo - he doesn’t go in period. Boldly says he doesn’t want to. Unlike in going seventeen, he has a choice here. He would rather go to a pumpkin patch with you and eat all sorts of pumpkin flavoured desserts. You probably meet Mingyu and his partner there. Double date time!

Jihoon - he’s not surprised by much anymore given all the things seventeen does. Plus what’s scarier than Soonyoung during the mafia game or all the aegyo he’s been forced to do? He protects you well and ends up being your knight in shining armour. He says his scary glare caused the scare actors to not want to scare you. (Don’t tell him, but i think the scare actors saw how cute and small he was and decided not to scare him too much)

Minghao - you two are like the little gremlins of halloween for the scare actors. You go in and hide from the scare actors, taking each and every chance to scare them instead. You both end up making friends with them and they actually offer you a job there? Minghao takes it up only so he can scare Soonyoung when it’s his turn to enter.

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honeyshiddendesire · 1 month

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Pet Name Headcanon List

Killer x female reader - little one

Warnings: teasing/dirty talk, vaginal penetration, backshots, praise kink, big dick and smooth talkin killa~

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“Awe what’s the matter little one thought you said you could handle me.” Killer’s voice taunted as he towered behind you, your body shaking as you tried to fuck yourself back against his girthy cock but failed miserably. He wanted to see you throw it back but after having him bring you to orgasm for you don't even know how many times it was becoming too hard to even think at this point. Killer only chuckled as he grabbed both your arms by your elbows making you yelp out in shock, “K-Killer?!”

“Shh I got you little one just relax and let me take care of you okay.” He said looping his arm around the both of yours as his other hand wrapped around to gently grab at your neck until you arched so deeply backwards. You felt him at your stomach in this angle making you gasp out as he bent over you to kiss at the top of your head, “Gonna make you cum on me again, you got that little one? So just relax baby.”

You could barely nod your head with the angle you were in, no way to hold in your moans either, everything coming out deep from the pits of your stomach as his cock turned you to mush. “Yes~!” You cry out with your eyes rolling back as he starts pounding into your slippery wet walls, the bed loudly smacking into the ship’s walls. Neither of you cared to be honest it all just felt way too good to stop. Strong hips slamming into your backside, heavy balls slapping into your pussy making you whine. His girth always stretches you so wide you just couldn’t get enough. “Killer~” You whimper with lustful eyes.

You stare up at his handsome smirk, the hand on your throat moving up to hold your jaw caressing you softly as his meaty cock bullied your insides like it had an issue with you. “My pretty baby doing so good for me, you know that little one. Always taking my cock so well in that tight pussy of yours. Makes me fall in love with you more, baby.” His sweet praise had your heart flutter and body heat up as you stared lovingly into his eyes. “Oh Killer~” Your moan is the only response you could muster as he started fucking into you faster.

“I know baby I know.” Killer hushed with kisses running from the top of your head down to your cheeks before turning your face to place a sloppy yet passionate kiss on your lips. Tongue swirling around yours before sucking on it making you whimper, his hips never letting up even for a second.

Pulling back a bit to speak into your parted lips, “Wanna cum with me?” His voice asks in a raspy tone and you just shake wildly, “Mmmhmm~” You moan and he smiles softly kissing your lips gently, “Yeah?” Killer teasingly questions as you attempt to nod your head despite his grip on you. “Then go ahead and cum for me little one. I just love seeing you like this.” He whispers to you and as his hips pull out to the tip slamming back in until he's rattling your pussy making you pant his name on repeat.

“That’s it, little one~ keep saying my name. Nngh fuck~” He grunts out before kissing you harder, his cock twitching as he feels himself coming undone from your walls gripping his cock tighter. “Fuck baby gonna cum.” Killer breaths out as you moan long, your pussy fluttering around his dick you loved so much. Feeling him twitch had you gasp as you felt yourself coming quickly, “Oooh fuck~” your moans just spilling from your lips as you shook and tightened around him. “There we go, little one. There we fuckin go. Yes~” Killer hisses as his hips stutter before slamming into yours filling you up how he liked, “Fuck~” He grew out as he shook behind you, thumb rubbing your face gently.

When you both calmed down he softly laid you down on bed before pulling you into his chest for a cuddle in his big arms, kissing the top of your head making you sigh in contentment. There was a comfortable silence before Killer smiled down at you, his next words catching you by surprise. “Knew I could wear you out little one.”

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cultrise · 8 months

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sigma and dazai have been on my mind for a WHILE. which, obviously, has resulted into uhm,,, unholy thoughts ᡣ𐭩 NSFW

therefore, imagine dazai taking you from the back, pounding into you and abusing your cervix with every thrust as you suck sigma off <3

and dazai is not making it easy for you to please sigma because he’s fucking you dumb, holding onto your hips like he’s holding on for dear life,, which he isn’t known to do. and sigma? sigma is a blushing mess. one hand lovingly on your head as you bob it up and down on his length, the other one across his mouth as he tries to hide his moans.

and dazai just speaks pure filth to you, smacks your ass and everything while sigma lets out quiet “fuck” ‘s and whines. dazai slides his hand down, rubbing your clit with one hand as you moan out loud, gripping the sheets. the dark haired man lets out a chuckle, pressing his lips to your ear “you like the way i’m fucking you, beautiful? feel good? don’t forget about my friend over there, okay?” he kisses your temple as he gestures to sigma.

and sigma’s ears go red “no no, it’s fine i— oh f..fuck” he tries to say before you lick his dripping tip. your eyes trail up to him, a silent chuckle vibrating against his sensitive cock as he whines, closing his eyes and looking away. “look at the effect you have over him, pretty girl. got him wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” dazai coos as he caresses your back, hips slapping against your ass.

and god, aren’t you just so beautiful? aren’t you just handling them both so well? that’s part of the filthy shit dazai whispers to you as he rubs your swollen clit, thrusting himself balls deep into you. and sigma agrees. he’s not going to say it out loud,, he’s too shy for it. but with the way you’re taking care of his hard-on, he could very well pass out.

your fingers trace patterns on sigma’s thighs, making him get louder, more vocal as he gets closer to reaching his peak. dazai, on the other hand, is aiming towards making you cum. he wants to see you fall apart because of him, wants you to know nobody else can fuck you this good. so he pulls out, like the annoying cunt he is and watches your hole gape and clench around nothing, making you whine impatiently.

“come on. let her have it” sigma says as he watches you squirm. dazai chuckles, a cocky smile appearing his lips “oh? think she’s not gonna make you cum if i don’t fuck her?” he teases as sigma rolls his eyes with a blush. “osamu.. please” you whine, looking back at him as he catches your jaw between his fingers.

“awww.. can’t refuse you when you ask me so nicely, belladonna. want me to fuck you stupid?” you nod impatiently, hand lazily pumping sigma as he watches the whole scene. dazai applies a sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away with a bite to your bottom lip. “only for you, pretty” dazai says with a wink as he parts himself away from you, slamming himself back into you.

soon enough your body shakes violently, as you yell his name. sigma takes a bolder approach, reaching for your face as he muffles your moans with a sweet kiss, tongue swirling against dazai’s previous bite. as you reach your high, dazai groans, gripping your hips tightly before painting your walls white with his thick cum, pulling out and watching it drip out from your aching hole.

your hand moves down to sigma’s dick as he whines against your lips, pumping his length before parting away from him “need you to cum too” and sigma bites his lip as you and dazai’s piercing eyes watch him. unfortunately for him, being watched only made his cock twitch in your hand as he gripped the sheets of the bed.

you got to work quick enough, kissing and licking at his sensitive tip as he begged for you to let him have it. his hips push up, fucking your fist as you chuckle, watching him rub himself in the palm of your hand “good boy, sigma. doing so well” and he whines, closing his eyes and throwing his head back before sticky ropes of cum shoot out from his mushroom-tip.

soon after you’re squished between the two as they kiss, praise and caress your body, taking care of you and making sure you aren’t hurting. sigma cannot stop thanking you, dazai cannot stop kissing all over you,, you’re so pampered, you’re their princess. until.. you know.. dazai decides to speak up.

“so… up for round two?”

“osamu, shut up”

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babygirl-riley · 9 months

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Oh, My Love

“I had a nightmare…but now i’m not scared.”

How Simon fell in love with you.

simon x reader guide

simon x reader fluff/angst list

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of childhood trauma, little bit of smut, swearing, and violence

Simon never knew what love meant. He never had it growing up, yes his mother loved him he knew that. However, he tried to block out those memories since most of them were about his father. When he beat the fuck out of his father and it was just his mom, brother, sister in law, nephew, and him that’s when love came into play.

His mother and brother were something he would consider close. He would do anything for them go beyond even, take his brother out to the nearest pub, bring his mother flowers, take his nephew to get ice cream. He thought nothing could happen, thought love was a simple thing. But then they were taken. Taken because of his actions. The consequence.

So love was an enemy to him. He tried not to get close with anyone. Stayed yards away from it, he barely went in dates. He would only have night one stands NEVER again. Team mates he would care for only as a superior way, since losing men and women was always the case.

The word love was a poison to him. He could never love. Or be loved. Not for who he was or what he has done. Nothing would change his mind.

…Then you came along. The team celebrated the win of the mission at a pub. Simon felt eyes on him as he looked around he saw a group of women. Typical he would think until you, small and tiny compared to him walked up. The confidence yet shyness did something to him. Amusement? Shock? All he knew was that Simon felt some flutter in his chest when your beautiful eyes looked at you. When you lips would lay still, being plumped.

He would leave with you that night for sure. Fuck you until your body basically needed to rest and he would cum all over your stomach. Usually he would leave it at that, never clean ya up, never sleep there. However the way his name would slip out from your lips when he would hit that right spot. How you would praise him for finishing on you. How you rubbed his back as both of you were exhausted.

He woke up last, noticing a note with a number and name. Yours. The flutter once more.

Couple months go by, your third date. Simon would belittle himself when he kept calling you to go out with him after missions. You would pick up and coy with him, exchanging flirty comments. How your laugh made him smile to himself. Simon would think he was acting like a child but didn’t care at the same time. Third date was the date you moved his mask up to his nose to kiss him.

At first he almost smacked your hand away. Feeling the sweat and his heart beating quickly. His muscles wanting to vibrate but you stopped almost to his lips and smirked. Telling him. “This is where you meet in the middle Manchester.” God the nickname, you knew where he was from, he mentioned it. Why would it make him to his knees? Only the gods know why. He kissed you not passionately. Not fierce. Lovingly.

Once he felt like love was getting too close he put a wall up. Ghost protecting Simon. He ignored your texts and calls for months. Eventually you did stop calling and messaging. That made his mind race. What if you were with someone and it wasn’t him touching you. Calling you. Fucking you. Cuddling you. So he went to your place, flowers in hand, and a page letter to read.

When you opened the door you of course weren’t happy but willing to listen. Everything he wanted to say left his mind. Reciting it was so useless. Instead he told you how he is afraid of losing you if he got too close to you. You didn’t pry. Questioned. Just listened and nodded before you walked around the counter to tell him that you weren’t going anywhere.

When he asked for you to move in with him after a year. He noticed the flutter was turning into more of a flip feeling. Your laugh would make him laugh. His jokes came out more just for him to listen to your laugh. The way you let him get home from deployment and left him alone until he was ready. When the first time he took his mask off in front of you, you said nothing before smiling saying : “Well hello handsome.”

How when Simon felt the first time during sex that he was connected to you. That the sex wasn’t for only pleasure but to feel like he was wanted. Appreciated. Cared for. He didn’t know what it meant. The passionate fucking became more and more. He loved the feeling when you grab his face to place his forehead against yours, looking into his eyes as you came for the fourth time. Or how you would know what spots got him GOING that no one else even him would know. Simon secretly loved when you had him babbling about you pussy as you would overstimulate him. Milking his cock more and more. “You know how to make me feel good.” “Ya can do anything you wan…” “Atta girl making me want more and more.” “Fuck me until I have no more to give.” Those would be the some of the many sentences that would leave his mouth as he panted. NEVER has a woman done that to him.

How he would ACTUALLY laugh as you both would tackle each other on the bed to see who was the strongest of course it’s him but he would let you “win.” Or how you would make a pretty good dad joke. Laugh at something so stupid. The way his chest would be filled, with what he could never know. It would just bring the child that never was able to come out as a kid as you both would throw frosting and flour at each other while baking.

The flip would come back when he would smell his favorite foods, that his mom use to make. He would have made a comment a long time ago and you would remember those small things. How his favorite snack would always be stocked. How his clothes would be folded how he liked them. How when you both would cuddle you would rub the back of his head and hum a lullaby that your mom sang, till he fell asleep. Making him feel safe.

Simon eventually figured out what the feelings he would get was. When he had his first nightmare in front of you, he would be thrashing and screaming. You would lull him awake as he would snap awake and ready to kill. You would rub his back shushing him, trying to get him back down from the adrenaline. Rub the back of his neck and head. He did eventually lay down on your chest, after you told him to listen to your heart. That you are real. Simon cried, the first time as well, silently at first until it turned to sobs. You shushed soothingly as you played with the back of his hair. “It’s okay.” “You’re safe.” You would mumble and then the one line you said that stopped his crying was “You are loved Si.”

Simon would tense, having you think that you messed up. Simon looked up to your face before reaching up to your cheek. After all these years. Decades. He finally found someone he truly cares for. All those feelings led to this moment. He smiled having all the pain from the nightmare be left behind.

This is love. He slowly fell in love with someone he never thought he deserved. Fuck how he missed it. How he missed the feeling of someone loving him. He missed loving someone else. His best friend. His soulmate if he wanted to get mushy.

He inhaled deeply before saying that sentence. That would make everything become real. “I love you too.” He would whisper and not be scared that you would disappear.

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bandgie · 6 months

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Helloooo, do you think you could do smut of overprotective bf Seungmin who gets jealous over little things. Sorry if that doesn’t make much sense, sorry 😅. Love your work btw 💚

a/n: hi yes thank you! I can defo try, I've never written something like this!

warnings: MDNI 18+, PIV, creampie, no protection, edging (m!&f!), degrading (f!rec), that's pretty much it

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Seungmin doesn't like to think he's possessive. No no, he's just worried. Worried about how your day's going, if people are being nice to you at your job, if you've eaten. He needs to know what you're doing. You're a huge part of his life, he can't go a day without asking how you are.

He loves showing people that you're his, and he's yours. PDA may not be frequent, but he gifted you a necklace with his first initial on it. Seungmin took a lot of time choosing it. He made sure it was dainty, nothing obnoxiously noticeable. He wants to make sure it's a style you can wear all day, every day. A reminder to you, and everyone else, that your heart and soul belong to another.

So why do you let customers talk to you when they're obviously interested? Can't you just tell them that you're working? That you have coffee to make and desserts to bag? Seungmin can't erase the memory of how the persistent customer lingered near you. He hates it, he can feel his blood boiling and how his face has hardened.

You're under him, hands gripping his shoulders as he ruthlessly fucks into you. You already told him that you were just doing your job, that you were talking. That's not enough for Seungmin, no. He needs to see that you mean it, to feel it. How desperately your pussy squeezes him like you never want him to pull out. The way you keep having to sob and beg him to slow down. His love is too much for you, but that doesn't mean he can't be cruel.

Just when you're about to cum, he'll pull out. It leaves you whining, hands smacking his chest in frustration. "Please." You beg. "I already said I was sorry! Just let me cum."

Seungmin shakes his head. He slaps your pussy harshly as punishment. How dare you even think about finishing when you've been nothing but bad? You don't deserve to cum, not anytime soon at least.

He smacks your pussy again. Your hips lift off the bed and you cry out. You're shaking so much, legs trembling that Seungmin thinks you might cum from his abuse.

"Fucking whore," he mumbles.

Then he's shoving his cock back inside, moving back to his hands can press the back of your thighs back. Your hands move to the mattress below you, nails digging into the sheet. All you do is watch as your boyfriend uses you as he pleases. His cock drags against your soft walls with precision, hitting the spot that makes your eyes welt with tears.

This isn't a rare occurrence. Seungmin does get rather jealous over insignificant things. When you talk to one of his friends for too long, the time you forgot to put on the necklace he gave you after a shower. For him to fuck you though, like this, he must have been beyond pissed.

There was a time you were talking to Felix about his baking, asking for recipes. An innocent conversation that had Seungmin whispering lowly in your ear, "I'll make you suck me off in front of him."

So yes, it's safe to say Seungmin is a tad overprotective of you. Even if he's fucking you into the mattress like he hates you, he's absolutely infatuated with you.

His eyes never leave your body. Watching how your breasts bounce, how you squeeze your tits, how your eyes look up at his so lovingly, so aroused. Seungmin wants to savor every part of you, and he isn't willing to share any bit.

Without meaning to, he starts fucking you how you like it. Rolling his hips into your pelvis to hit deep inside you. Your hips naturally follow his movements, raising them to feel how the tip of his cock nudges your cervix.

You're smart enough to not announce how close you are. Instead, you leave your mouth open in a silent moan and look up at your lover with wide eyes. Seungmin knows that look, he's seen it hundreds of times. He really wants to make you suffer and force you to withhold your impending orgasm.

By making you edge, however, he makes himself edge. He's already hit the breaking point many times, and he knows that this is the final straw for him. Seungmin reaches a hand down to play with your folds, feeling how your cunt immediately reacts and clenches down him.

"Fuck," he groans. "Gonna make me cum in your stupid little pussy."

His words make your eyes roll back, a whine leaving your lips. "Please! Oh fuck please cum inside me Seung. I need it so bad, please please please." You're on the verge of tears. With how perfectly he's thrusting into you and how hard he's rubbing your clit, there's no way you can hold out any longer.

Seungmin can't argue with your begging, you look rather cute doing so. His fingers rub around your bundle of nerves and then move up and down, the flawless way to make you come undone around him. It takes less than a minute to bring you over the edge.

You spasm and cream around his cock, chills traveling throughout your body from its intensity. You don't bother trying to keep quiet during your orgasm as you pant and cry out his name.

Your lover isn't too far behind you. Feeling your warm walls gush and convulse around him has his balls tightening. Seungmin shoves himself deep inside you just before he cums. It's nearly painful from how far he's forced his cock inside you. It makes you squirm and whine, but he steadies his hands behind your thighs to keep you in position.

His cum is so warm. You can feel it pumping inside of you and how his dick twitches. Seungmin can't help himself fuck but a few more times into your pussy, hearing you wail just to pull out completely. His eyes catch the dripping white release. It travels down your ass onto the sheets. He tsks.

"Come on babe. You should know to keep it inside."

It takes you a few seconds before you can answer as you catch your breath. "I'm sorry. I can't help it."

Your answer only makes him shake his head, a devious smile on his lips. "Then I guess we should keep going until you learn how to, no?"

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meowzfordayz · 7 months

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when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom

Author’s Note: this isn’t nsfw, but it’s ~explicit for other reasons. 🚽🧻💩 #shitposting #literally

when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom

Hashira x Reader, Kamaboko x Reader

Word Count: ~800

CW: explicit language, poop references

~faqs~

Do you even love him ????? 😭😭😭

WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN?!?!?! 🫠😵‍💫🤢

Haunted by your little gasps for air 🙃

Can’t take intimacy srsly for a while

Bc whenever you gasp ~cutely into your kisses 🥰

Zenitsu just flashes back to you doing your best to take a shit 😮‍💨🥴

Highkey takes it as a challenge 😏

A display of dominance, if you will 😎

Nods in approval (not that you can see him)

And takes ~notes for later (aka yes, he is listening closely 💀)

You don’t know it yet

But Inosuke’s already planning his move

Drink a ton of coffee (he’ll have to ask Tanjirou how to brew it) ☕️

Eat a ton of dairy 🧀🥛🍦

Make sure you’re home 😌

Take a shit (w/ the door open, ofc) 🤗

THAT’LL SHOW YOU WHO’S BOSS !!!!! 😤😤😤🫡

King of the Toilet anyone??? 🚽👑

Wonders why everything sounds louder??? 😬

A respectful gentleman tho ☺️

Will go upstairs to avoid the plops 🫢

Too bad his hearing’s phenomenal, even when hiding on top of the roof 😃

A little irritated 🙄

But whatever

You prob just reeeally had to go

He understands 😶

Will nonchalantly ask you about it the next time you’re out w/ friends 🤨

Is getting ignored for the rest of the night worth it? 🙃

Kinda 🥲

Obanai has regrets 😞

Can smell the situation from a mile away 😅

Tbf, closing the door wouldn’t have helped much 😬

Has to contemplate whether it’s worth embarrassing you over

Like, does he gently ask, “Love, would you mind closing the door?”

Or does he wince grin and bear it

Unfortunately, the toilet paper he would use to plug up his nose is currently unobtainable 🧻☹️

Should he just knock himself out for now? 🤗

You’d prob be upset if he didn’t wake up in time… 😒

Hm… 😔

😵 <— Tanjirou inhaled too deeply

“BAAABE, YOU FORGOT TO CLOSE THE DOORRR!!!!!” 🩷💕💞💓💗💖💘💝

Giggles to herself as the door slams shut 🤭

(you’re not mad, but you had to kick it closed bc it’s a lil far from the toilet seat 😅)

Holds it against you 😌

“Shinobu, could you get me a glass of water?” ☺️

“I don’t know, my dear, could you close the bathroom door?” 😃

“Shinobu, I want a kiss.” 🥺

“Mm, and I want to forget your pooping noises. I guess we can’t always have what we want.” 😃

Chuckles to himself, at first 🤭

And then becomes concerned 😕

Is it supposed to sound like that? 🙁

Or take this long?? ☹️ Should he intrude? 😖

It’s not like there’s a closed door for him to bust down…

He could just, waltz in-

Internally scolds himself: Bad idea, [y/n] would not appreciate that!

Returns to the drawing board

And settles on a careful (once you’ve returned to him), “So, my love, are your bowels feeling okay?” ☺️

🧐😒😠 <— you

😶😬😁 <— him

“They just, uh, sounded wonderful earlier?!”

“Next time, how about closing the door?”

*Sanemi is casually leaning against a wall near the bathroom entrance*

You shriek 😳

And smack his shoulder 😡

“Sanemi!!!!! Do not wait outside the bathroom like that!!!!!” 😭

“Did you wash your hands?” 😏

“SANEMI!” 😒

“... well?” 👀

You are not amused 😐

He acquiesces 😅

“Okay, okay, I confess, I heard the sink running.” 🤓

“I hate you.” 🥲

“But you trust me enough to shit with the door open.” 🥰

“Piss off.” 🙄

“I’m about to!” 🫡

(bc, y’know, he’s about to go… piss… 😆)

Doesn’t really mind

Will prob forget to remind you about it later 🙃

Until the next time you do it

…

By the fourth incident, Muichiro gives up

If anything, he’s flattered you’re so comfortable around him ☺️

Altho he is a lil worried about your ability to use a public bathroom 😶

Def uncomfortable 😕

But even more uncomfortable at the thought of discussing ~it w/ you ☹️

Giyuu knows you wouldn’t be upset

Or even embarrassed

You have like, 0 shame, as he’s both lovingly and unfortunately come to learn ☺️😬

Which means

If he mentioned it, then you’d likely end up teasing him 🫠

“Love me so much, you’ve even gotta listen to me poop?” 😉

*shudder shudder* 😭

(I mean, yes, he does love you that much, but when you put it like that 🥴)

Giyuu settles on hoping that it was a one time mistake 🤞🙏

Good luck 😃

Tengen’s never letting you live it down 😝

Will write out instructions on “How to Use a Bathroom” 🤓

And stick ‘em on both sides of the door

Step 1: Open the door

Step 2: CLOSE THE DOOR

Step 3: ✨Do your thing✨

#hashira x reader #kamaboko #headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #zenitsu x reader #inosuke x reader #gyomei x reader #obanai x reader #tanjiro x reader #tanjirou x reader #mitsuri x reader #shinobu x reader #kyojuro x reader #sanemi x reader #muichiro x reader #giyuu x reader #tengen x reader

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hitomisuzuya · 2 months

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YAAAAY YOUR REQS ARE OPEN AGAIN <3333

okay. imagine, archon!scara who absolutely gives you no breaks during a good time, enjoying the way we sob from overstim and beg for him to slow down but he knows damn well we're enjoying it... bonus if tons of cum because he just cannot wait to get a baby in your already overflowing womb (this got way too self indulgent i am so sorry 😭)

💜non will now exit the stage!! ONCE AGAIN LOVE YOUR WRITING BTWWW

Archon! Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Degradation. Overstimulation. Breeding kink.

Allow me to get twice as self indulgent❤️ Thank you very much 🥺

To say that Scaramouche was losing all sense of rationality was an understatement. His cock was squelching perfectly in and out of your sopping cunt that he just couldn't stop. There was an extra drive to his intent tonight.

The intent to breed you.

"I fucking swear I will knock you up, slut," He hissed, loosening his grip on your hips to smack a hand across your ass. He grabbed a handful of your hair, turning your face out of the pillows so you couldn't muffle your moans.

His feverish pace took your breath away, your fingers clawing into the sheets as you pushed back against his cock. His cock kissed into your sweet spot, making you see stars , feeling every pulse dragging along your sensitive walls.

Tears stung your eyes, drool pooling down your cheek and onto the pillow. "My God, Scaramouche, please cum inside me again!" You cried out, barely being able to hold yourself up on your elbows.

"Fuck..What a slut," He moaned, reaching around to caress your stomach. His hips smacked against yours, fueled by thoughts of seeing your belly swollen with his child. He was positive your belly had a pocket from how much cum he'd fucked inside of you already. "I'll make your whore cunt hold it all."

Scaramouche let out a husky laugh as you suddenly creamed on his cock. Your velvety walls squeezing around him made cum rope inside of you. He let out a satisfied groan, his body quivering in bliss seeing his cum seep out around his cock.

Pulling out of you, he flipped you over onto your back. Hastily, he batted your legs apart and crawled between them. Using two fingers, he pushed some cum back up inside of you. You gasped, your back arching off the bed.

Licking his lips, his tongue swept out to lick lines greedily up and down your ruined hole. Groaning, he latched his lips onto your clit. Your hips jerked up into his mouth, your hands finding the back of his head. "Scara..Scara please..too much.." You whimpered, pushing his mouth down as the ache of overstimulation curled through you.

A broken sob tore from your throat, making him a vibrate a moan on your clit. "Cry louder for me while I fuck you fuller," He took his mouth off your clit, giving it a flick that made your body shake from overstimulation. "Beg some more."

Your near scream of pleasure as he bullied his cock back inside of you was exquisite to him. You wrapped your arms around him, clinging to him as you writhed underneath him. "Too much.. please.." You babbled, wrapping a leg around him, "fuck me harder.."

Scaramouche didn't need to be told twice. He stole your lips up in a rough, dominant kiss. He wrestled your tongue easily into submission. He nipped at your lower lip as he pulled away. "Look at my precious girl, too fucked out underneath her Archon to even think," He cooed, swiping his thumb over a tear that fell from your eye.

You sobbed and whimpered in bliss, fueling him to give you what you begging for. How could he not with you looking so delicate and desperate while you sobbed for him?

Scaramouche intertwined his fingers through yours, squeezing them lovingly as he held you down. His hips snapped into yours, his cock throbbing between your overstimulated walls. You only shook more as another orgasm broke over you, making your body fall limp underneath him.

The way you were babbling incoherently about how much you wanted to give him children made more cum rope inside of you. He held your hips still, letting out a long, satisfied moan as more squelched out around his cock.

It was a satisfying thing to see as he pulled out of you. You shivered as his finger circled your clit, scooping some cum on it. "For good measure," He said, pushing his finger into your mouth.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 4 months

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pussydrunk!Yuuji knew you had somethin special between your legs, even before you gave him a sample: He flirts with you endlessly, showing his interest in you any time he gets a chance. 'Fuck, y/n, have mercy...' Yuuji thinks when he finds you on your lavender loveseat beautiful brown legs spread, intently reading the magazine you're holdin up to your nose. The shape of your pussy in your tiny panties makes his mouth water; his dick rising so fast he gets a bit dizzy. "Hey, I'm so fuckin tired. Hope your day was better than mine, pretty baby.. Was it?" Yuuji asks sweetly. Your nose still pinches at the pet name "'S fine, I guess. Whooped the fuck outta Panda today." You answer without takin your eyes from the gossip you're currently consuming. "Scuse me, I was talkin to her. How rude!" You look down to see him starin between your thighs, leanin to plant wet kisses against your clothed clit lovingly. "So fuckin nasty.." You whisper, spreading to make room as Yuuji removes your underwear.

pussydrunk!Yuuji died and went to heaven the first time you let him hit: He's naked on top of you, eyes shut tight huffin hard as fuck in your face. "Ooh shit, girl! Tight as hell.. Ahhhh fuh- hold up.. Gonna cum, y/n. Pussy's too wet round my shit. Stay still for a second." Oh hell naw! Can't believe your ears right now. You didn't get all dolled up for nothing. Makeup perfectly matching your glittery sapphire one piece lingerie. "Yuuji, you just slid in.. Aint even start strokin yet." Tone heavy with annoyance, but he can barely hear you. Blood rushin in his ears; black dots his vision. Then Yuuji's filling you up half a second later; lickin and suckin on your neck as he presses in deep as he can. "Fuckfuckfuck! Please don't hate me, y/nnn.. Ah shit! Can't stooop.." He's crushing you under his weight, poor baby so incoherent. Doesn't even realize how he pathetically chants 'pussy's too good' as you land a smack on the back of his head.

pussydrunk!Yuuji feels like the world's ending when you don't let him fuck for a while after the first time: You're sitting with your back against your pillows in bed scrolling through the gram when he bursts in the room, briefly attempting to pry your knees apart. "Baby, come oooon. Need it so bad. Why are you torturing me like this?" Yuuji's been such a whiny brat about it. You want it too but he needs a fuckin lesson. "Boy.. First off, not ya baby. We ain't datin. Two, you came too fast, and waaay too fuckin much. Do you even know how much nut you spilled in my shit by the time you finished?" You fix him with a steely glare for good measure but his goofy ass only hits you with a perplexed "Ummm. A lot?" You scoff, rolling your eyes before looking back to your phone. "Baaaaaaby!" "Not cha baby.."

pussydrunk!Yuuji that starts bargaining after a few weeks, ready to gamble with his life if that means fuckin you asap: "Playin with my emotions, y/n. Just tell me what I need to do already. Do anything, name it. Just tell me what you want and it yours." He's got you pinned to a wall at the school, hands on either side of your head, dick tenting in his uniform. "No, Yuuji. Don't think you learned your lesson yet." "I did, baby! I'm sorry. So so sorry for filling your pretty lil pussy up without permission." You look into his shiny eyes, feeling a bit guilty at your teasing. His handsome features looking so devastated as he hangs his head, stuffing his face into your throat. Fuck, his submission has you so damn wet; panties sticking to your plump pussy lips. How much longer can you keep this up? "Hmmm.. Come over tonight?" Yuuji's like a kid in a candy store, head poppin up as he grins at you widely. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, baby." His kisses smother you as he whispers his appreciation against you lips. You laugh, pushing him back to retain your tough act. Even though all you want is to be impaled on his cock again. "Whatever, Itadori. Just dont be late. Oh and one more thing: Not your baby." Your tell him in a sing song voice, walking away with a little extra sway in your hips. "We'll see bout that.." Yuuji says to himself, squeezing his dick as he stares at the jiggle of your backside.

pussydrunk!Yuuji who refused to take any chances now that he's finally got another shot. He makes sure to jerk off before he comes over, hoping to God that helps with feeling of your compact pussy. When he gets there, he starts off with your pleasure; has you cum on his hand and tongue first. Yuuji quickly finds out nuttin before was a good idea. Especially from how his dick keeps jolting at the feel of you round his fingers, the delicious fuckin taste of you drippin down into his mouth. You're beggin for a break by the time Yuuji puts you on your side. "Pleeease baby, c-can't yet. Need a few mintues." Voice low, already a bit hoarse from screaming his name for the past half hour. "Aw.. I'm ya baby now? That right?" He coos, chuckling at how you nod but try scootin up to escape him swipin his dick up and down you drenched slit. He pulls you back by your hips, his fingers itchin to grip your y/h/c locks and hold you in place. "Naw, where you goin? Said I could finally get in this cute lil pussy tonight." "Can, just need to catch my- YUUJI!" Your not sure if you ever hollered so fuckin loud in your life, your soul descending straight to the depths of hell when he skewers you on his thick dick. "Hold up, baby. Pleeease! Dont gotta stop. Just n-need a quick break." "Mm mm, y/n. Can't do that." One arm slidin underneath you to wrap around and hold your tummy; the other under your knee to lift up your leg. Yuuji's thrusts are slow and shallow, just testing the waters of your perfect cunt, hoping to keep some kinda composure. "Oh. My. GOD. Got my dick trapped, baby. Lemme go so I can fuck you." Pulls your trembling frame closer against his body, kissing your shoulder, sliding in so much fuckin deeper. "Wait, Yuuji, wait!" You never receive any reprieve though. He only kisses your shoulder a second time, grippin at your tummy fat as he speeds up. "Wish I could. Mmmfuck.. Waited too long already." Eyes rollin back when he smashes his pelvis against your juicy ass over and over. "Cant think, cant eat or fuckin sleep without this pussy, y/n/n." Yuuji lifts your leg higher, opening you wider as his dick jams in to the base. Your pussy's drooling all over his balls, tits bouncing wildly and its getting really fuckin hard to take. "Y/nnn! Holy fuckin shit- gonna be mad at me when I creampie you again? Dont be, princess. Know I can't help myself." You're unable to do little more than wordlessly keen in response, poor cunt rapidly fluttering as his curved girth jams your g spot. Shit, no one's ever fucked you so thoroughly. You've never felt like this; can't even take a breath as he nails the tender spot with too much accuracy. "Yuujiiiiii!" You're squealing and squirting all over his cock, makin a mess of him without permission- just like he did a few weeks ago. Except, Yuuji fuckin loves it, is instantly obsessed with the sight and sensation. His eyes cross, saliva running down his chin as his body spasms and he nuts in you with everything he's got. "Oh fuck, y/n. This pussy mine! Baby, say it. Say it's mine, tell me you belong to me." It's the first time he's given you any typa command but you submit like you've been doin it all your life. "Yooours, Yuji. Forever yours!"

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