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moiravim · 6 months
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Draco Malfoy x Male Reader Headcanons
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Warnings: mention of homophobia
You and Draco started dating in fourth year.
He liked you first, but you confessed because he was too nervous to.
At first he thought you were joking, but the moment he realized you were serious he confesses his feelings as well.
He had a bit of internalized homophobia from his parents, but got over it quickly after realizing he was gay in second year.
He becomes protective over you when he starts crushing on you.
When you first started dating it was a secret.
The first person Draco told was his best friend, Blaise. After seeing how much Blaise supported both of you, Draco became more confident and came out officially.
Most people supported your relationship with Draco once they found out. The only person who ever caused Draco any trouble was his father.
If anyone were to say anything homophobic to you, he'd feel the need to teach them a lesson.
His favorite nicknames for you are Darling, Love, and occasionally Baby. He'll also call you Prince during romantic settings.
If you like reading he'd love to go to the library and spend the whole day with you in one of his favorite places.
If you don't like reading, he'd probably drag you to the library anyways. You can do your own thing, he just likes the quiet atmosphere.
He absolutely adores you and just wants to be with you 24/7.
Your first kiss was in hogsmeade. The two of you went wandering around the town, hand in hand all night.
He calls you his pretty boy and kisses you all night. He loves cuddling and likes to spoon you.
Draco Malfoy is obsessed with his boyfriend, and just wants to show him how much he loves him. <3
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jay7543 · 1 month
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Your boyfriend Simon left one of his masks
Sfw
M4m
Feel free to make requests for stories/ scenarios you’d like to see, I’d be happy to make them!!!!
Not smut this time, just a little cutesy sfw thing, I’ll make another smut one soon. I just wanted a bit of ghost and the reader in a wholesome relationship, I hope you enjoy!!!!
You and Simon have been dating for a few months now. in fact, he’s the first guy you’ve dated since you came out as bi, he was really scary at first, with his skull mask and deep British accent, he’s also taller than you, but he’s really just such a sweet teddy bear. He loves you so much, every time you two go out he does everything in his power to make you happy and comfortable, and he may or may not have beaten the shit out of a few people who were harassing you, but he’d never tell you about that. One morning after waking up, you realize he’s already gone, you get a bit worried for a second before noticing a note on your pillow
Simon(note)- “got called in to work early love, didn’t wanna wake you, you just looked so bloody cute, see you later”
You smile as you read the note, but then you notice something lying on the nightstand on his side of the bed, one of his masks!! You reach over and grab it before smelling it deeply, it smells just like the cheap cologne he uses, you love it so much. You keep it clutched tightly in you hand as you get up and head to your kitchen for some early morning coffee. You push ghosts bag of coffee out of the way, he only drinks black and uses actual grounds, he’s gross. You on the other hand always drink the pods, in a multitude of flavors, you’ve tried to convince him to try it, going as far as filling his mug with the coffee you drink, he absolutely hated it.
After you drink your coffee you sit at the counter, bored, waiting for Simon to get back, just like you usually do, other than watching tv and reading. You decide to entertain yourself by putting on his mask, after sliding it over your hair and face, you immediately wonder why he wears these, it’s so itchy and hot, he has to sweat a lot. You don’t care though, because it’s his
Reader-“come here love, give me a kiss”
You say to yourself, trying to inmate his voice and accent as well as you can. As you do, you can’t help but laughing at yourself. He’d probably tease you or call you dumb, in an endearing way of course. After a bit of wearing his mask and doing some chores, you decide to finally take it off and wipe the sweat off your face, it’s really hot with it on, he even wears it during sex sometimes which you find extremely hot but can’t help but wonder how sweaty it gets. After a bit of contemplating on what to do next, you decide to get some stickers and the mask and head to the couch to relax as you “redecorate” his mask. You grab your favorite stickers, your bi pride stickers, and some of your anime stickers. You chuckle to yourself as you peel the stickers off the sheet and put them on his mask, putting a few bi flags on it, then some stickers of characters from your favorite anime.
After you finish you hold up the mask to admire your handiwork before laying it down on the table to watch some tv as you wait for Simon to come home. A few hours later you here his keys in the lock, you immediately shoot up and run to the door, as he walks in and you wrap your arms around him as tight as you can, kissing him all over his mask. He chuckles and carries you in and closes the door behind him
Simon-“I missed you too love”
He chuckles as he pulls his mask off to kiss you properly. He plants his lips on yours passionately for a few seconds before pulling away.
Simon-“so, how was your day love? I hope you weren’t too bored without me”
He smiles and looks down at your pretty face, your arms still wrapped tightly around him
Reader-“well…I didn’t really do that much”
You say with a bit of a blush on your cheeks. He raises an eyebrow as he calls your bluff
Simon-“you’re lying love, what did you do”
You look down to avoid his gaze
Reader-“well, promise you won’t be mad?”
He looks at you a bit confused as well as worried
Simon-“sure love, I promise, now what’d you do?”
You finally let go of him and lead him to the couch, where you were sitting with his mask, you grab it and show him
Reader-“you-you forgot one of your masks, I was bored, so I…decorated it”
You say with a deep blush on your face, hoping he’s not mad. He takes the mask from you and holds it in his hand and stares at it for a few seconds before speaking
Simon-“really? I mean, your stickers are cute, you know I like them, it’s why I bought them for you, but I need this mask”
He says a bit sternly, but a small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. You look down embarrassed
Reader-“I’m sorry, I just thought it would look cute”
He grabs your chin lifts it to look you in the eyes
Simon-“it is cute love, i honestly like it, but I do need to take them off”
He says with a smile and starts to peel one off carefully.
Reader-“wait! I-can you at least wear it tomorrow and send me a picture?
You say, not confident he’ll agree
Simon-“you mean, while I’m at work? With the other guys”
Reader-“y-yeah, I…please”
You pout and pull your famous puppy dog eyes with him. He sighs and chuckles a bit.
Simon-“bloody hell, fine love, I’ll wear it, now stop pouting”
He leans down and kisses you before patting the sticker back down to make sure it was still on. You smile and look up at him
Reader-“now all of your friends will know you have the best boyfriend”
He chuckles
Ghost-“yeah, yeah they will. Now let’s watch some tv”
He drags you onto the couch and cuddles with you as you two watch tv for the rest of the day.
The next day you wake up late, the same as yesterday, there’s a note on your pillow, the same message. But now you also have a message on your phone.
Simon(text)-“I wore it love, and the guys are teasing me, but I’ll keep wearing it because of how much I love you”
He also sent a picture like you wanted, it’s a basic selfie of him in the mask you decorated, his eyes look empty, probably because of the teasing, because he’ll do anything to make you happy, even embarrass himself at work. He’s the absolute best.
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If your asks are still open, can you do a jjk x male reader who has a really deep (hot 🫢) voice? Nsfw plzzz
Nobara Kugisaki
Two words: PHONE SEX.
She thinks she's teasing you, being all horny on the end of a phone call, not letting you touch or even see her sometimes, unaware that knowing you can make her come with just your voice makes you hard as a rock.
You've played around with the idea of teasing her in public, but knowing her, she'd kick your ass and have you paying for it for days...which, isn't necessarily a reason not to do it.
Megumi Fushiguro
No, your voice doesn't make him weak at the knees. It definitely doesn't make his mind wander straight into the gutter every time you chuckle, or hum, or just...exist.
No, definitely not.
He's better at holding himself together than most, which results in him being rather...pent up, by the time you do get privacy and time.
He holds himself back like a racehorse at the gate, soon as the gates slam back, he's on you like white on rice.
Brace for impact, pretty boy
Yuuji Itadori/ Sukuna
Yuuji absolutely melts for you. He loves listening to you talk, isn't above asking you to read stuff out loud just so he can hear you talk for a little longer.
Sukuna firmly drags his host's mind into the gutter, whispering filth about what else you could say, what you'd sound like, growling in pleasure against his skin.
The curse makes no secret of fantasizing about breaking you, listening to that sexy voice of yours crack as he takes you, and those ideas filter into sweet Yuuji, who tries so very hard to stay wholesome.
Between those two, you'd best be ready for whiplash, because all Yuuji wants is to hear you call him a good boy, while Sukuna wants to watch you impaled and fucked mute.
...good luck.
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2-fast-2-curious · 6 months
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do you have any more oscar piastri and/or logan sargeant m4m audios?
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[M4M] [Script fill] The Underappreciated Art of the Hand Job
[BFE] [Established relationship] [Mast] [Watch porn together] [Bisexual] [Watching you] [Appreciating you] [Teasing you] [Cock kisses] [Cock praise] [Mutual Touch] [Hand job] [Cum on my mouth] [Cum tasting] [Aussie Accent]
Creator Reddit: u/soundsofmee
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beastyboyxx · 22 days
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Alcoholic Problems. ★★
Summary: It was one of those nights. Harkness upset about one thing or another. Believing he could find reassurance at the bottom of a bottle.
Warnings: Dialogue Heavy, Angst, Male Reader, Rude Harkness, Drunk Harkness, M4M, Mentions Of Drinking, Drinking Problems, Breaking Into Apartment, Small Argument
Characters: Captain Boomerang (George “Digger” Harkness)
Category: One-Shot
Series: Suicide Squad: Kill The Justice League
Word Count: 1224
With the day filtering to its end the people of Metropolis headed home from work or began their nightly schedule. Harkness was one of those people.
The tall Aussie stumbling out of a bar he had just been kicked out of. Due to his obnoxious behavior when he’s under the influence. With a kick of his empty beer can to the door of the establishment and a few curses strung out. Digger disappeared into an alleyway, shoving his hands into his pockets.
He didn’t exactly know where his path was leading him. He just kept walking, not sure or not too keen on really caring as to where he’d stumble to next. His eyes drew up to a familiar apparent window, and he knew exactly where his body was leading him.
Just up a few stories by the fire escape was your floor. Your window. And maybe with you inside, unless you were out somewhere. Harkness didn’t really care, he has crashed at your place before. One more time couldn’t hurt.
The man grunted and fumbled his way up the fire escape, finally reaching your window. It was unlocked, but the lights were all off. You weren’t home.
Falling over himself he landed into your bedroom. It was cold and dark. The moon peaked over the neighboring building to see inside the living space, looking directly at Digger.
“Ahh I know…” he grumbled as he stood to his feet. “He won’t be happy, but do I bloody care?” The Australian disappeared from the window he had left open into the kitchen.
You were gone, away from your apartment to get some food at a restaurant, while catching up with a friend. It was two hours exactly that went by until the two of you said your goodbyes and headed off.
With a quick metro ride home and a few stairs you stood in front of your apartment door. Digging for your keys, opening the door, and seeing your bedroom light on. You didn’t leave it on when you left.
Slowly you closed the door behind you keeping your body facing your apartment. The door clicked, and a man from your bedroom called out.
“You home already? Thought you’d be out a few more…”
It was George. And he sounded wasted. You confirmed your suspicions by seeing the fridge door wide open with several of your beer bottles littered across the floor.
“Christ Digger…” I groaned out his name. My nose scrunched in distaste and mild anger.
Treading across the living room making way towards my bedroom, I stepped over a stray bottle on the way.
“Did you just sit here and drink? Are you serious?” I threw my bag to the floor, frustrated more over the fact he was absolutely wasted. In my apartment.
“What’s wrong with you!?”
The man didn’t reply with words, only a strung out groan. He was sprawled out on my bed, arm hanging over the side with a loose grip on a bottle. Face down in my pillow.
“George! Are you even listening?” I stormed over, flipping him over onto his back. His eyes slowly rolled open. He looked up at me with a half grin.
“You need water…” a gentle wave pooled over my anger and frustration. I hated seeing him like this. “C’mon let’s get you up.”
“Don’t need it… your help…” he swatted my arm away as he got up himself.
“George. You come into my apartment, drink my beer. And probably before you even came here, you strayed away from some other bar. You need my help. That’s why you’re here in the first place.” I straightened his posture. He relaxed his shoulders.
“Just, sit here and… god you even left the window open.” Quickly I went to go shut it. Thankfully it hadn’t rained.
“Look. You can spend the night but the second you feel better you’re out of here and— George?” I turned back to see an empty bed with no Digger. A few sounds from the kitchen rolled into the bedroom. “George!” I called out like a fussy parent.
Running up to the doorframe I met with the tall wasted man rummaging around, quickly I stepped up to stop his wrist from continuing to move.
“Stop, just stop it.” I toss his arm to the side. “You need to lay down, drink water. You can’t fix your problems with more alcohol.”
He stood silent. For a second I began to regret my sternness, he had a rough night I could tell. He reeked of beer.
“I’m a damn mess ain’t I..? Love bug?” He grumbled, some stray hairs kissing his temple as his head dropped. “A massive mess up, no good for anything… just only good for messin’ up or messin’ around.”
“Stop saying stuff like that.”
“They should call me Captain screw up!” Digger let out a breathless wheeze. Shoving past me with a firm push to the shoulder.
“I just make a fool of myself, don’t know why you keep me around… I hate it.”
“Y’know what I hate? I hate that I love you. I hate that, that I know you won’t feel the same. That you are so lost in a bottle you’ll never look up to see the things around you that love you!”
The apartment fell on quiet lips. None of us wanting to speak or say anything, enough was already said.
“A drink… can’t love you…” whispering, to not disturb the quiet. My heart squeezed. I hadn’t noticed my own tears until I saw his. “But, maybe, I can…?”
We went silent again, past the small sniffles. Digger didn’t say anything, his body carried him back over to me, his arms slugged over my shoulders as he tightly hugged onto me. The poor drunk began to break out in broken sobs. Mumbling things I couldn’t understand as his head was buried into my neck.
I raised my arms to clutch onto his back. Letting him cry out every pain he could muster. If only it was just that easy. He cried. I cried just a little.
“You can stay. I don’t care for how long… but you can stay.” We draw back. His arms still over my shoulders while mine trailed up to meet his cheeks. “How does that sound?”
The Australian nodded. Whipping away his teary eyes. “Sounds good…” he swallowed.
“Kay, let’s get you to bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“Nah… I want us to share…” His arm lightly squeezed my shoulder.
“Not when it’s the drink talking George.”
“It ain’t, I swear…”
“Alright.” I nod my head.
Through the shadows of the kitchen and living room we both headed into the dimly lit bedroom. Digger was first to scramble his way under the sheets until I joined him. No words were exchanged between us, but actions.
The taller drunk buried his face into the crook of my neck. Smelling like alcohol and my sheet conditioner. And for a moment I thought of everything he has told me on nights like this. I would never exchange his chances at healing himself in the only ways he knew now.
Because for once in his life. Somebody genuinely loved him.
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stinkarinka · 26 days
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‎‧₊˚✧HII IM NANA✧˚₊‧
♡︎ About me : she/her, 19, smut writer
ׂ╰┈➤ Requests Open
I'll write for : JJK, Cod, The spiderverse, Genshin, Hsr, obey me, l&d etc!!!
All you have to do is request an i’ll write ^.^
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mkeztrm · 1 month
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K.
- cigarettes after sex
“ and I’m kissing you, lying in my room. holding you until you fall asleep, and it’s just as good as I knew it would be. Stay with me, I don’t want you to leave. ”
Warnings(?): Toxic parents, 🍃 (barely)
nick sturniolo x m!reader(?)
I’ve never really written something like this before, so please keep that in mind 😭
Idk if this would be considered an m!reader thingy, but the character in first person is a male! I hope that makes sense 😞
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All it took was the contact we made between our eyes, which ironically enough are also polar opposites.
Outside of my apartment complex stands a statue probably about a billion years old, it’s completely abandoned but it works as a perfect escape for when the world comes crashing down. I go there nearly every day, it’s really the only physical place I can go when shit gets rough at home. I can’t help but feel trapped in my own house whenever my parents have their little arguments, it’s like they forget they even have a kid. Today they started arguing because the dishes weren’t done, and somehow that just set off all of the missles in my mother’s heart, she snapped. So that’s why I’ve decided to go to the statue today, it’s my safe space when I don’t have one.
The area around me is swollen with plants, dark green vines wrapped around the chipped stone i sit on. As I’m walking down and pass the grassy corner I come to a sudden stop when I hear familiar footsteps around my spot. I slowly step forward and peek around to see a beautiful boy, around my age. His pretty brown hair is emphasized by the sunlight, and his heartstopping eyes are as well. I recognize him as the boy who lives down the hall, I’ve seen him a few times when I’ve had to leave the house. We’ve never spoke other than a simple “hey” or “hi”
“Hello? Hi sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
I quickly apologized before turning around. As I take my first step forward I hear his soothing voice.
“No, no you’re okay. I’m just taking pictures of the area. Do you want to join me?”
“If that wouldn’t be an issue, then yeah. I just need to get out of the house for a minute, you know?”
He watches me as I sit down, then he sits down next to me while he lowers his camera to his side. I can tell he’s as awkward as me, he’s just better at hiding it than I am.
“My name’s Nick, Nick sturniolo. What’s yours?”
“Oh, uh. My name is Jakson. Spelt J-A-K. You can just call me Jak though if you’d prefer.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Jak.”
“Nice to meet you too, Nick”
with a smile across my face i look over to my right jacket pocket and pull out a lighter. I looked at him and gestured towards it, offering him a hit. He nods his head and says “Sure, why not. I’m not doing anything later anyway.” I hand him my lighter, then I hand him a joint that I pulled out of my pocket along with the lighter.
“But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then.”
Minutes turn into hours, hours turn into four more. Throughout our sesh we shared our reasoning for hanging out here so often. His surprised me, I didn’t expect him to be a triplet, let alone the oldest. He explained to me in full depth that he comes out here whenever his brothers get to be too obnoxious, or whenever he doesn’t want to participate in one of their stupid joke arguments. He told me that he loves them very much, he just needs some time for him self as well. I didn’t know somebody could understand me that well.
“And I’m taking pictures of you with flowers on the wall.”
As time goes by, my head ends up on his thighs. My head resting on him while we watch the stars together. He let out a soft giggle whenever I’d point out a constellation or a shooting star, and for some reason that made both myself and my heart happy. Being with him made my heart skip a beat everytime he spoke. I never knew it was possible to become so close to someone in only a day. I looked back up at him, and he looked down at me. He let out a smile, so I did too.
God, my heart was racing so fast. You guys just met, and you’re already each other’s only friend. Is it shameful to have these thoughts about some boy you’ve only seen in a hallway before this? Before I could continue thinking, he placed his hand on my head and gently stroked my head with that grin on his face. He kept eye contact with me, and put his other hand on my head as well.
I think I’ve finally fallen for somebody.
“Think I like you best when you’re just with me, and no one else.”
After a long while the sun starts to come up, but I’m still rested on his lap. He looked down at me, I looked back up at him.
nick holds my face tight and gently presses his soft lips against mine, leaving me no time to react. Not that I needed to react, he’s so heavenly. He grabs my hand and stands up so I stood up with him. I can tell he wants to say something, but his face shows his thoughts are jumbled.
“Could I get your number? I think we should come out here again and hangout. Next time I’ll bring a blanket and snacks if we’re out here for that long again.”
“Oh definitely. My number is (xxx)xxx-xxxx. Feel free to text me anytime you want, boy. I’ll always be available for you.”
we walked up to the apartment building together, he made sure I got home safe. Before i walked inside of my house I made sure to smile and wave. I waited until he had walked away to shut the door.
I made my way back to my bedroom and passed out asleep the moment I hit my mattresses. I love this boy.
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HIII thanks for reading 🫶
I’m so sorry if this is bad, I really only write poems and I’m dyslexic as hell. I just wanted to write something for the first time and see how it went.
Please do not criticize this in the replies, I’m overly sensitive and will take it to heart 😭. /gen
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@inlovewithmattstur lord how do you write so fast.
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vasiliascrow · 6 days
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Sneak peak~
✎ᝰ…
Planning this date came to your mind quite easily as it was something you’d been fantasizing about for some time. It was still a couple of hours untill the start of the date when your phone suddenly vibrated from a notification.
You grinned from the contact’s name,
Niall.
───────── ✦ ⋅ ✎ᝰ. ⋅ ✦ ────────
I miss baby boy Niall.
-ℭ𝔯𝔬𝔴
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sub randal ivory x m reader // cw: blood,knifeplay,sado-masochism,cutting
made this 4 my bf :3
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you currently had randal underneath you whilst you straddled his hips, begging for more. his body littered in deep cuts and crimson substance. you carved a heart into his chest, as well as your initials into his thighs, you held the knife’s sharp blade over his collarbone this time.
“yes! sink it deep into my skin..”
he begged , with a breathy voice. randal was so caught up in his own masochism he didn’t even notice the blood trickling down his nose and onto the white sheets. which are now stained with his essence.
“eager, are we?” you said in a charming tone,before sinking the blade into his collarbone. cutting with no direction in mind, before stopping just where his neck is, you looked up to notice how hard randal was breathing and the cum dripping down from his cock as you looked back.
you decided to continue reveling in your twisted idea of art, holding your thumb up to randal’s nose before smearing his own blood across the left side of his face. he let out a low, crazed chuckle.
“i-is that all you got?”
randal uttered under his breath, you could tell he was close with how much his entire body was trembling. he wanted you to punish him.
with one slick movement you drove the knife into his upper thigh, he let out what sounded like a mix of a blood-curdling scream and an ear piercing moan. nonetheless, it was loud, and he didn’t say the safe word, so you kept going.
pulling the knife out of his thigh you decided to grip his arm and begin to sculpt more of your initials into his wrist, randal was panting heavily by now. his entire body bloodied and victim to your cruel nature, but he liked it. you knew he did.
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wonhoissofine · 2 months
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Kurosawa’s humiliation kink needs to be studied.
The way it perfectly aligns with Adachi’s praise kink is literally too much to bear. For both of them.
Imagine a little while into their relationship Kurosawa is feeling just a little more...overprotective, of Adachi one day.
He’s worked up from who knows what and as soon as he gets Adachi into that bed he’s merciless because he LOVES to hear Adachi whimper in overstimulation.
Laughing oh-so sadistically when Adachi grabs his wrist and close his legs to keep him out when he places his hand back on his “special parts” after multiple rounds.
“Oh, sweetheart..” in the fondest voice full of mirth when he responds with “Let me help you..” knowing that Adachi would take one look at him and give in again.
Feeling absolutely ELATED when he sees the tears of pleasure that spring to Adachi’s eyes after he came and telling him “You’re doing so well, princess..” while pressing kisses to his cheeks to make him relax enough to shove back in for the fourth time.
Throwing heartfelt praises here and there and asking “Do you like it?” And “Aww, I know. It feels so good doesn’t it?” and feeling himself twitch when Adachi struggles to give him an answer through incoherent babbles from the mind numbing pleasure.
Actually stopping when he fails to receive an answer and gently forcing Adachi to say what he needs him through all his hiccups and aborted gasp so he can be at an all time high when he pounds back into him.
Giving Adachi’s aftercare and still making him humiliate himself. Wiping him until he stirs and prompting him to tell him so. “Kurosawa..” he starts as blush overtake his face when Kurosawa’s eyes snap to his. “Feels too good…” and taking pleasure in seeing Adachi hiding his face in his neck as he relents and properly cleans him to let him sleep.
And there NEEDS to be more fics on it.
I can honestly see this with Takara-kun and Amagi-kun too. And Nozue-San and Togawa.
And so I rest my case.
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therealestgalthereis · 4 months
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future!Eddsworld drabble :3 (EddTord)
NSFW MENTIONS GASP Red leader gazed down at his former best friend, a sly grin across his scarred face. So long of searching for Edd, and now he finally has him? It was like he was a child, getting what he had wanted for christmas. "Fuck- Tord, let me go already!" Edd hissed, straining against the ropes bounding his wrists behind his back. Striding slowly forwards, Red leaders expression hardened, "I already told you, Edward. It's Red leader now. You will adress me as such." He spoke quietly, a dangerous edge to his tone. Not that Edd cared. He had grown up with this man, spent his summers with him, hell, he lived with him for several years, and now he had turned into some meglovaniac? It sickened the shaggy brunette man to his core. And, even if it were only for a few fleeting years - Edd had loved Tord. Thought about being with him, kissing him, allowing his hands to wander all over Tord's frame. Not that any of it mattered now. All Tord cared about was power, money, control. Himself. "There's no way in hell I'm calling you that; it sounds stupid!" Edd retorted with a scoff, rolling his caramel brown eyes, masking the fear he felt behind his casual attituide he always carried himself with. "Oh?" Tord stepped closer, kneeling to be at eye level with Edd, who in turn flinched back slightly. "And why is that, old friend?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Now that Tord was so close to Edd, he got a chance to really study his features. His once smooth skin scarred, mangled. An entire large portion of his face left in shambles, almost looking molded. His eye a lighter gray, presumably blind in the eye. His gums visible on the scarred side of his face due to the scars near and on his lips. Yet despite all of it, his robot arm, scarred neck and collarbones; Edd still found him gorgeous Edd found him as gorgeous as he had back then, as he waved Tord goodbye whilst he had watched Tord slam his car's trunk closed, and as beautiful as he was when he returned years later. It was so bittersweet, perhaps for both of the men. After a minute or two of silence from Edd, Tord's expression slowly softened. So long of no contact with his old friend had weighed negatively on Tord. He once tried to convince himself he didn't need them, didn't need friends. Didn't need Edd. The amount of late nights thinking about Edd, slipping his hands into his boxers, and staining his sheets proved otherwise. "..Edd.." Tord mumbled, raising his one normal hand to touch Edd's cheek lightly. He coud feel the stubble that had built up, and his heart yearned for the old times. Where they were together nearly constantly, a time before Tord was plauged by the stress of his army, or the phantom pain from his arm, before he had to worry of his base being raided, being killed. At the end of the day, was it all worth it? Tord had everything he wanted, right? Power, money, all the women (or men) he wanted, fame. Everyone knew his name, feared it too. Or worshipped it. But at this point, the fear and worship were closely knit together, basically the same. At the moment it didn't seem all too worth it.
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malereadermaniac · 1 year
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"MASTERLIST"
FEM READERS DNI - this is a mlm and nblm blog!
Minors DNI if the post involves smut!!
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Helloooo! I just kinda wanna write down little imagines and "songfics" so yeah, that's what I'm gonna do
I'll be posting short imagines of specific characters or (y/c) - your crush
I try to keep my fics as inclusive as possible, as in I try to not refence skin colour and when I do keep it as open as possible
Shit I might write abt:
Genshin guys
Male crush x reader
Bnha (aged up)
Danganronpa (aged up)
Camp Buddy
Haikyuu (aged up)
Pokemon
JJK (maybe)
Stranger things men
Obscure childhood crushes (teehee soz)
Anything else I wantt
I'll be updating the list below with links to all of my work :)
If some links don't work, you search up the characters same on my profile or a specific tag (pretty much all of my posts are fanfiction)
Masterlist links:
Your Crush
Haikyuu
Actors/Characters
My Hero Academia
Genshin Impact
Danganronpa
Pokemon
Mini-masterlist
Key: 🩷 Fluff 🖤Angst (and fluff usually) ❤️Nsfw
FairyTail
❤️🖤 Insecure - Natsu is insecure that he was a virgin but you weren't
🩷 Royal Secrets - You and Gray are from affluent families, your parents don't know you two are sneaking about together
Camp Buddy
🩷 Bully! - You are constantly bullied by Yoichi, but when you snap back at him, he starts liking you?
❤️You smell good - Yoichi notices you smell really good, then you notice his scent, which leads to hard smut
❤️ Fire-crotch - P without plot with Taiga, with a little Fluff in the middle
Miscellaneous
❤️ Pervert - Adrien likes you as more than a friend
🩷 Bug-a-boy Adrien and Luka fall for a new Ladybug miraculous holder
❤️🩷 sfw & nsfw alphabet - Billy Hargrove headcannons
🩷Serial Cheater - Mako (LOK) tends to have his girlfriends overlap, and that happens to you too - no angst!
🖤 Bloodbender - Story driven fic with graphic violence! Plus a tiny bit of Avatar Wan x gn reader
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jay7543 · 17 days
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okay so I absolutely LOVED your king!Konig x reader! I was wondering if you could do a Mechanic Konig and male reader? So reader has absolutely no idea how to fix his car and he goes to Konig’s shop for help, it can be fluffy or smutty
I love your posts and I can’t wait for the next update!!
Your hot new mechanic, könig
M4m
Sfw
Thank you so much! I’m so happy you liked it, I feel like there needs to be more gay/ bi man stuff so I am happy to provide. It’s a bit shorter than my other stuff, but I might make a part 2 that has more spicy stuff, so let me know if you want that too
Feel free to make requests!!! Doesn’t have to be cod
You have had your car for a pretty long time, by all accounts it’s an absolute piece of shit, but you love it. Lately you’ve been having so many problems with it, every fucking light is on and you just don’t know at all how to fix it, and honestly, you don’t care that much either, but your friend told you about a new mechanic nearby, and apparently he’s hot. You decide to call him
Reader-“hello? I’d like to bring my car in”
You say hesitantly, really not wanting to spend the money but also not sure about this supposedly very hot guy
König-“Ja, sure, come in when you can”
He immediately hangs up the phone, not even asking your name, well, if he’s as good as you’ve been told then who cares. You drive to his shop, not far from your house. When you get there he’s already waiting outside wearing partly ripped jeans and a white, sweat soaked t-shirt, almost as if he’s trying to show off, you guess he doesn’t have any other customers. You park near him and get out.
Reader-“hey uh, I talked to you on the phone?”
He looks you up and down, taking in you and your average looking self. You do the same to him, yet he looks a lot better, his hands covered in dried oil, his shirt soaked in sweat, his bright blue eyes staring at you, you can even see his abs through his shirt.
König-“I know, so, what’s wrong with it”
Reader-“uh, well, I don’t know much about cars, every light is on though”
You say with a nervous smile. He keeps his blank look and sticks out his hand, assumably for your keys, you hand them to him. He opens your door and pops your hood, doing…well you have no idea, you assume he’s doing what he’s supposed to, you hear him yell
König-“Was zum Teufel! When was the last time you changed you oil, or changed the damn battery”
You look around, debating whether or not you should talk
Reader-“well…I guess a few years”
He peeks out from the hood and glares at you
Reader-“I can pay whatever you need, i-I just don’t wanna get a new one. I don’t know a lot but I really like this one you know”
You say quietly, getting a bit embarrassed and sentimental about your shit box car. His gaze softens and he nods
König-“well, it won’t be easy, nor cheap, but i understand, and I’ll get it done”
He closes the hood and walks over to you, only a few inches away, you blush a bit as you start to smell whatever cologne he has on mixed with his sweat, it smells oddly good to you.
König-“you know, you’re a very pretty man, I’m not surprised you don’t know much about cars”
He chuckles. You blush even more, he called you pretty!
Reader-“I uh…well I guess you’re right. And thanks for the compliment, you look nice too”
He smiles at your obvious nervousness.
König-“let me go get something for you”
He walks away and comes back a few minutes later, he hands you a set of keys to a nearby car, an average car, nothing special but a car nonetheless.
König-“since you clearly can’t drive yours, use one of mine, I do expect It back however”
Your mouth hangs slightly agape, he’s letting you borrow his car till yours is fixed? This has to mean he likes you.
Reader-“well I-can I get your number? So we can call and text about my car. I don’t wanna have to call your shop”
He smiles and exudes an aura of confidence, as if he was waiting for you to ask. He grabs a piece of paper out of his pocket and a pen he had to write his number. He he takes your hand and places the paper in yours, keeping it held in his
König-“you know, feel free to call me, even if it’s not about your car, I know more than just cars.”
He kisses your hand and leans in to whisper in your ear
König-“I also think I could please you. No?”
He smiles and pulls away, letting go of your hand. You’re so shocked that you can’t even come up with words to respond, you just nod and stumble over to the car he’s letting you borrow. You’re definitely gonna call him
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Hi hi! I was wondering if I could request bakugou reacting to male reader who likes wearing skirts beating up someone for making shitty comments(most likely mineta) like readers in a pretty ass skirt just fully wailing on someone. If you’re not comfy writing this that’s totally okay! Love your writing <3
I'm so sorry this took so long! I started reading ACOTAR and it's just consumed my life at this point haha.
Hope you enjoy, and thank you so much for the ask!
Bakugo will always advocate for you wearing whatever the fuck you want, because whatever the fuck you want, usually looks hot as hell.
You've always had a certain...swagger about you. Not full of yourself just, quietly fabulous. Even in your school uniform, you just look...good.
The blonde's shameless eyes have a habit of wandering to you whenever he gets the chance, slowly growing to love the way you style your hair, noting which accessories you favour.
In second year, you started painting your nails, and he soon clocked your favourite colours and started wishing you'd let him paint them for you.
His attention is more obvious than he thinks it is, and you're not ignorant to Katsuki's lingering eyes. You preen each time his eyes linger for longer, swaying your hips with extra swing when he walks behind you.
Still, Katsuki doesn't act any different around you. Rough around the edges as always.
Summer this year was kicking everyone's ass, training in this heat was getting ridiculous, and wearing trousers all day was downright torture.
Katsuki was busy melting into the couch, regretting the extra workout he'd tried to get through that morning. It was saturday, most people with any sense were sleeping through the worst of the heat, but heroes don't get to turn on the AC before kicking ass.
His explosive sweat glistened on his forehead and he contemplates getting up to shower.
The heat, and the previous week of exams has the dorms pretty quiet, so Mineta's obnoxious screech of laughter is far too loud to Bakugo's ears.
'Dude! You know you're wearing a skirt right?!'
Bakugo felt anger rise in his gut like a reflex, he doesn't even know who Mineta's making fun of, and he already wants to drop kick the little shit.
'Skirts are for girls, what're you-'
'Shut your face, blue balls.'
The sound of your voice has Katsuki sitting bolt upright, craning his neck to see you standing in the kitchen doorway, wearing a read and black plaid skirt and a black crop top, doc martins half unlaced on your feet.
Mineta's face is red with laughter, and Katsuki growled as he saw the menace reaching for his phone.
Laughing, making fun of you. Katsuki scowled dangerously, ready to jump to your defence just this once, because damn do you look good, he doesn't give a fuck what people say you can't wear.
Turned out, he didn't need too.
You slid one of your chunky rings off your finger while Mineta wasn't looking, and flung it, with pin-point accuracy, at the top of the tiny demons head, missing his "hair" to clock him right in the temple.
Katsuki watched your ring skid across the room, sliding into the carpet at his feet as you unleashed hell on Mineta, unknowingly drawing attention.
'Now listen here, dipstick, it's not my fault your masculinity's so delicate you feel threatened by a damned skirt and the colour pink. Go project your insecurities on someone else.'
Kirishima claimed how manly you were and soon dragged Sero and Mina into scolding the little shit while you went looking for your ring, now in Kastuki's hand.
The blonde stood as you approached, the skirt gently brushing your bare thighs, and he's suddenly a little jealous of that piece of fabric.
'Oh, thank you for picking it up.' You smiled brightly, knowing full well where his eyes have wandered as you held your hand out for the ring.
Katsuki gulped, placing the warm metal in your waiting palm, letting his fingers linger over your skin as he stepped past you, lips brushing your ear as he suddenly pressed himself dangerously close to you.
'You're welcome, hot stuff.'
You gaped, left blinking at the abyss of the empty sitting room, while Katsuki, smug, roguish Katsuki, chuckled at your back, grinning all the way to his room for a much deserved shower.
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2-fast-2-curious · 6 months
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Hello could y do a Sebastian Vettel m4m
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gluttonousgirls · 4 months
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HELLO! ! ! !
im @gluttonousgirls ♥ how are you? ? ? ??
im v, im 20 (bday april 22 ^^) and i write fics 4 tumblr!!
my asks are open always!!! pls if you'd like to know about me or request a fic I'm always open <3
im not a novelist pls go easy on me but tumblr is such a great community and you all are so amazing and talented im so happy to finally start my own blog lol
i use she/her or they/them pronouns but you could also just call me daddy
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