#sir please give me your gender and also a kiss

[colourstreakgryffin]

Big bad Overlord Husk does things to me... Can you please do something for him with a reader who combs his hair and makes sure he is presentable by doing things like adjusting his bowtie? (Romantic, please!) Thanks!

Hehe~! Oooh~! I like this idea a lot and it kinda reminds me of that Overlord Husk + Casino-Bae Angel Dust AU thingie! Why not make us the Casino Bae or I’m gonna call the ‘Casinofly’? I also need to start asking for gender, because I always default to female for most of the guys *sigh*

Overlord! Husk- Dolling Up

How did you manage to land being able to spend so much time with the Gambling Overlord? Not even you know, you’ve just become his personal little casinofly. The pretty face that gets to pamper and doll him up every single day, who may or may not be his current girlfriend

Husk enjoys the feeling of your cute little hands running over his blackish-gray feathery hair, gently combing the smooth semi-hard bristles of a brush over his head. The attention you put into grooming him

Husk knows this routine instinctively. He’ll sit down on his bed and order you to enter his room, waiting for you to brush his hair, style him up, spray him with some cologne, clean him to utter perfection so he’ll glow for his casino. You’re the only one he wants to be his pamperer

Husk can’t help but purr and purr loudly with every kiss and brush you give him. Kissing his ear tips or kissing the smoothly brushed back of his hair. He loves it and he couldn’t imagine anybody else doing this for him. He ends up walking out of the room with you on his arm whilst purring under his breath

“So… is today a Overlord meeting, hey?” You ask smoothly and elegantly in a soft-tone, lips perking out slightly with the nice black lipstick that your not-so-secret boyfriend, Husk, the gambling Overlord of the Pride Ring put on for you. A powerful, influential figure amongst this huge city so you’re pretty surprised he would spare you time and especially allow you to be his little pamperer. The lady that gets to dress him up and make him look presentable for the day

Husk nods slowly and carefully as you brush and style back his hair with a precise scoopful of gentle slick rather expensive hairgel, making sure it stays still, attractive and appealing. Making his quite tall tuft-tipped ears pop out a bit more as you clean off your fresh hair briefly with the nearby makeup wipes laid on the bed besides your makeup bag, before beginning to tie up his business meeting bowtie. It’s a different one than the usual bowtie

“Well yes, love. It’ll be for a hour or two. Now, may I ask you something?” Husk purrs out in his strong, deep and almost hypnotic voice, his hands laid in his lap as his high collared shirt snuggles his hips and his arms well, big feathery red and detailed wings drooped over on the bed comfortably. Sat down on his own grand silky bed in his mighty suite, fitting his appeal and his style very well. You’re the only one allowed into his room, just the pretty casinofly he has his eyes on

“Yes, Sir?” You ask warmly and almost delicately responding to your own boss, the Overlord that has both your soul and your heart in his grasp effortlessly, as your own gentle sparkly eyes focus on readjusting the bowtie around his neck slightly to make sure it’s neat and presentable for this important event. You want Husk to shine out the rest of his fellow Overlords, which is why you’re being precise but you’re always so precise, you always want him to look incredible

Fixing up the collar cuffs of the white dresshirt, you make sure his hands are free and smooth, the fur brushed and clean. All of his fur is brushed and clean, just as you desire. As soon as you’re done, waiting for Husk to speak once again after the few seconds of silence that radiates throughout the magnificent fancy room, the Gambling Overlord finally speaks again. His voice has that certain charm that can always put you in a trance

So effortlessly, you cannot believe just how effortless and impressive this demon is

“I wish for you to accompany me to this meeting. Do not worry about being unable to enter with me, I’ll let you in” Husk saying this so confidently and fearless, he is very certain about what he wants and he doesn’t suspect that you will not say no, but, he is surprised by the way you respond; widened glowing eyes, hands halting at putting on his suit jacket over his shoulders, your lips parting. You look so kissable and he can’t wait to kiss your pretty little face as soon as he can. For now, he’ll stay put and listen out for your own response

Controlling your nerves and your beating heart. The idea of being around so many powerful sinners is intimidating and the idea of Husk wanting to bring you up to the Overlord meeting. It makes your cheeks burn up, you never thought he’d ever want to show people that he’s dating you, outside of the casino and outside of his domain. He must really like you! It almost feels unbelievable…

You quickly shake your head and begin to continue putting on his suit jacket, his three-piece suit for the business. Almost completely ready, Husk is waiting patiently and sitting silent like a curiously watching cat. As soon as your done, attaching a golden suit tassel chain, the Overlord towers over you as you step back and he smoothly picks up your hands, beginning to slide your bicep-length silky sparkly gloves. Finishing up the touches of that pretty classy yet semi-sexy ‘casino bae’-style of yours

Your eyes sparkled a bit more at Husk dressing you back, slowly and strongly turning you around. He offers his arm out and waits for your next action, sharp golden yellow eyes gleaming in your direction, almost sizing you up. He is waiting for you to accept his invitation, he wants you to join him for this meeting and he’d be disappointed if you said no

Your heart dropped a bit at hearing the usual yet soothing vibration, humming through the air, of cat purring. Of Husk purring

“Shall we head out now, sweetheart?”

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[reidholic]

i ain't gotta tell him (i think he knows)

pairing: spencer reid x reader

wordcount: 1.4k

summary: sometimes, you take things a little too literally. this can be both a blessing and a curse. in terms of your first meeting with spencer reid, you're not sure what to call it.

notes: based on the prompt "give me Spencer Reid telling reader, who is very literal about most things, its safer to kiss on the lips than to shake hands while introducing themselves at the Bureau for his first day and Spencer gets so surprised when he does kiss him." the reader is not gendered specifically in the actual piece, though (no pronouns or gendered anatomical language), so read as you please! this is also my first reader-insert so if you could give me some feedback, i'd appreciate it greatly :)

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“And here’s your desk,” Agent Hotchner finishes, stopping at an unoccupied seat, the only unoccupied seat, within a quad. Two of the three taken spaces are void of their people at the moment, but at the seat across from yours, you can just see the top of a head, bent over in concentration, peeking out from over the divider between the two workspaces.

“Got it,” you nod, setting down your armload of things. “Thank you, sir.”

Hotchner dips his chin in acknowledgement, and although he doesn’t smile, his voice isn’t unkind when he tells you, “You’re welcome. I’m happy to have you here with us, and I think I speak for my whole team when I say that we’re looking forward to seeing what you bring to the table.”

“Speaking of the rest of the team,” you start hesitantly before he turns to leave. He pauses, raising an eyebrow as he waits for you to finish. “Will I get a chance to meet them before our first case? I’m hoping to at least introduce myself before we see any dead bodies, no matter how interesting a first meeting that would make.” You wince and watch Agent Hotchner’s face carefully. The joke had just slipped out—you tend to run your mouth when you’re nervous, but the unit chief doesn’t seem to be the kind of person to appreciate your impulsive wit. 

To your relief, you aren’t kicked out of the building. You allow yourself a brief, silent exhale of the breath you’d been holding—you had not wanted a repeat of The Incident of 2006. Instead, your boss looks at you for a moment, considering, before his gaze flicks away to something behind you. “I’m sure you’ll see them around soon enough. In the meantime, why don’t you and Agent Reid get acquainted?”

Ah. So not something—someone. Agent Hotchner had been referring to the owner of the head you had seen a few moments earlier. The person in question doesn’t seem to have noticed that his boss is looking at him expectantly. He’s still bent down over something that you can’t see, deep in his own world. 

The unit chief clears his throat. “Reid?” he says again pointedly. Finally, the other man manages to tear himself away from his work, gaze leaving the papers he’s been writing on a split second after his head.

“Yeah?” he answers absentmindedly, eyes finally making their way up to see who’d been calling him. He’s young, mid-twenties at most, and lean, not built like many of the men you’ve worked with in the past. Curly chestnut hair sweeps across his forehead, a couple of the unruly strands sticking out at the nape of his neck. You resolutely ignore the urge to finger-comb the fluffy-looking locks. That would be absolutely inappropriate and more than unprofessional.

His eyes, the color of earl gray tea that’s been steeped until it’s just on the darker side, are warm when they lock on yours. He looks down hurriedly, hands twisting in his lap seemingly unconsciously. “Oh, hello. I assume you’re the new recruit? I’m Reid. Doctor Reid.” He’s speaking fast, clearly stumbling a little bit. “Um. Well, you don’t have to call me doctor. Agent Reid is fine. Or—or just Reid! Spencer Reid. Yeah, that’s me.” He looks up at you again for a second, an anxious twist to his mouth, and you feel simultaneously endeared and empathetic. You’ve been in his position all too many times before, tripping over your own words in front of a new acquaintance. In fact, you’d done that just this morning when you’d come face-to-face with Agent Hotchner, nearly dropping your box of things as you stammered out a greeting. In your defense, the man was intimidating. That was probably why he made such a good FBI agent.

Anyway, that’s beside the point. You smile at him, trying to put him at ease as you introduce yourself, giving Agent (Doctor?) Reid your name and holding out a hand over the divider. He’s stood up as well over the course of your short conversation so that the two of you are about a foot and a half apart, and you notice that he has a couple inches on you. It isn’t surprising—he looks the long and lanky type. 

However, Dr. Spencer Reid decidedly does not take your proffered hand, instead looking down at it, held in between the two of you, like you’ve just offered him a whole stick of butter. Not disgusted, per se, but hesitant and doubtful, like he’s figuring out how to politely reject the metaphorical dairy product. You lick your lips, a nervous tic. You’ve never been great at meeting new people, and this doesn’t seem to be heading in the right direction. With your luck, you’ve just made a grievous error in the Unspoken Code of Social Interaction and now your new colleague will never want to speak to you again.

Agent Reid clears his throat uncomfortably, bringing you out of your despairing rumination. Your hand is still hovering uncertainly in the space between the two of you. “Actually, did you know that the number of pathogens passed through a mere handshake is astonishing?” Evidently, he’s a hand-talker—his long-fingered hands have been brought up together, gesturing vaguely as he speaks to you.

“Um,” you put in, but he plows on.

“It’s technically safer to kiss someone,” he finishes, glancing at you again to see your reaction.

Oh. You furrow your eyebrows. Well, it’s not a conventional greeting, but to each their own. Hopefully this will make up for whatever faux pas you’ve committed. Shrugging internally, you step forward and press your mouth to Dr. Reid’s, eyes falling half-lidded. 

His lips are slightly chapped and taste faintly of coffee. You keep your tongue firmly to yourself—after all, this is just a greeting—but after half a second you realize that his mouth is hanging open, not to receive the kiss, but agape with shock. 

What?

Wait a minute. A terrible realization dawns on you and you stumble backward, breaking the very much one-sided kiss. Agent Reid—Spencer—is staring at you, doe eyes wide and face abloom with a fiery blush. 

You lick your lips again, but this time, you can taste the fading memory of your colleague’s mouth. Your voice is faint when you manage to speak again, low and husky with embarrassment. “Um. It just occurred to me that I may have taken that a little too literally.”

A wolf whistle breaks the stunned silence that ensues, and you whip your head around, feeling your face heat up. 

“First day here and you’re already pulling moves on our resident genius. Who would’ve guessed?” A group of three other people have just arrived in the bullpen: a muscular Black man, a blonde woman, and a woman dressed sharply in a dark-blue blazer. Fuck, you think, but the man, the one who’d spoken, is grinning gleefully as his eyes dart between you and your new…acquaintance. The two women behind him wear expressions of shock, amusement and disbelief warring on their faces. 

The dark-haired one raises an eyebrow. “Is that what the young people are doing these days? And here I was thinking I was still hip and cool.”

“It’s—it’s not—,” you stammer, not daring to look at Spencer.

“Welcome aboard, agent,” the man says, striding across the room. He looks you up and down, assessing you, before sticking out a hand. “I’d prefer a handshake, if that’s alright with you. My name’s Derek Morgan.”

Trying to regain your composure, you take his hand and let him shake it once, twice, in a firm grip. Unable to resist, you shoot a glance back at Reid. The other man is still standing stock-still where you’d left him, but he’s touching his lips with the fingertips of his right hand like he’s trying to ground himself. There’s no disgust or anger in his face; on the contrary, there’s a look of dizzy surprise, and somehow, he seems almost…pleased. Uncertainly so, but unless you’re mistaken, there’s a glimmer of delight in those big brown eyes.

It’s not real, you tell yourself, trying to focus on introducing yourself to Agents Morgan, Prentiss, and Jareau. You’re imagining things. That was completely unacceptable and you must apologize as soon as possible. 

But you can’t suppress the warmth bubbling up within your ribcage when you think back to Dr. Reid’s face when you’d stepped away, flushed and dazed, the way his head had cocked ever so slightly like a confused puppy.

Maybe you hadn’t made a complete mess of your first meeting with Spencer Reid after all.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #fanfic #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x gn!reader #spencer reid x male reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #fanfiction #cross posted on ao3 #fluff #meet-cutes #kisses #first kiss

[mystery-star]

Sure Bet - Spock

Pairing: Spock x reader (gender neutral) 

Warnings: swearing 

Words: 2277

A/N: Just a short idea I’ve head when reading @sachiko1309 's Spock fanfiction yesterday. Hope you don't mind me tagging you, no need to read if you dont' want to lol.

Please do not repost my work on other sites or platforms! 

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“What?!” your friend and Captain almost exclaimed, making most of the people in the rec room look at you. Sometimes being with Jim when he was drunk wasn’t fun. “You mean you never kissed someone?” he took another sip from his drink as if to overcome the disbelief. 

“Of course I did” you defended yourself “It just only were people that I was in a relationship with” and you only were in your second relationship so there was that. 

“Well, we gotta change that” he said with a conspirational glance to his friend Bones. You too glanced at the doctor but he didn’t seem as enthusiastic and said he wouldn’t want to force you to do anything. “No, no that’s not what I meant” he looked back at you “We just should make it... attractive for you” 

“Meaning what?” 

“Well....” he rubbed his nose “let’s say that next time you come to the bridge to deliver a report, you can kiss someone on the bridge. And if you do, I swear I will wear a female uniform with a skirt for three days” 

“You mean kiss someone while on duty?” he shrugged 

“Better than while being drunk, huh?” you raised your eyebrows. Not because you disagreed with the whole idea. After all, your current relationship was with Commander Spock after all who did work on the bridge. 

“And what if I won’t kiss anyone?” 

“Then I’d say the next drinks are on you” 

“The drinks on the ship are free” you reminded him  

“I meant back on a planet or so. What say you?” he finished his drink. 

“I mean... just three days? Does the time you wear it depend on who I kiss or how I kiss them?” 

“Okay here’s the rules. The kiss has to be on the mouth. If you kiss someone you’re friends with it’s gonna be three days. If it’s someone else or you know... making out, I’ll wear it for a week. Also you can’t kiss me. I don’t count. Or Bones if he’s there. But anyone else” 

“We’re not including Spock in this are we? He’d not only find it very illogical but probably also finds a dozen rules that forbid this” Leonard asked and Jim turned to him 

“Tell you what Bones, (Y/N) actually has the guts to kiss him, I wear the dress ten days” trying to hide your smile you nipped at your drink. After all he would definitely be the one you kissed. Not your fault if no one knew of your relationship and Jim was raising the stakes himself.  

“You’re on” you said. “But it hasn’t to be tomorrow. In the course of the week” 

“Deal” 

- 

The next day you needed to deliver a report to the bridge but to your dismay the Captain was nowhere to be seen. Well, now you had to come back another time. 

“Yeoman?” you heard Spock ask from the Captain’s chair 

“I have the reports, sir” you told him “I was just wondering what to do since the Captain isn’t here. Do you think it’s possible I’ll leave them for him and pick them up later? Or will you sign them?” you hoped he’d say no to the latter. 

“According to the Captain he should be back shortly”  

“Alright” you said, almost thrusting the PADD into his hands “I’ll come and get them back in a bit”  

“Very well” Spock said and you gave a nod, stepping back into the turbolift and letting out a deep breath when it went down. Part of you wished it would already be over. It wasn’t the kiss you were nervous about but Spock’s reaction. Not because you had agreed to keep the relationship a secret, in fact you were planning to let others know soon but to just do it so sudden and kiss him so openly when you hadn’t shared that many kisses - Vulcan or human ones – before. 

- 

When you returned to the bridge an hour later Bones was there too and you weren’t sure if you were happy about it or not. Sure he would give you hell for kissing Spock but you also knew how much he would tease Jim when you did. 

“Yeoman” the Captain greeted you “I bet you’re here for the reports” 

“I am. But not just that” you added the second part a little quieter. He handed you the PADD and as was regulation you quickly checked the signature before giving a nod. Instead of leaving directly as you usually did, unless there was something else you had to do on a particular day, you decided to walk a short circle on the bridge so your two friends wouldn’t know who you’d kiss right away. Oh, you could feel almost all eyes on you because even those that didn’t know of the bet were wondering what you did but suddenly you found you didn’t care. Of course the only who didn’t seem to have noticed what was going on was Spock. Only when you stopped in front of him did he look up and you threw a quick last glance to Jim and Bones, the first looking a little pale and it wouldn’t have surprised you if he jumped up at that moment and retreated from the bet in that moment. 

“Is there something you require from me, Yeoman?” Spock asked.  

“Kind of” you said quietly and looked at him “I know this may be a bit weird and illogical and I’m sorry” you heard Bones snort but there was a huge smile on his face. Slowly you placed your hands on Spock’s arms, slowly leaning in because even if you were in a relationship you would not force him into a kiss just for a bet. He didn’t move and still stood there ramrod straight. But not because he was not okay with what you were doing, this was a different kind of stiffness. More one of confusion. You got onto your tiptoes and when he realized what you were going to do and didn’t pull back, a sign he wasn’t in the mood for a kiss you ignored his questioning ‘Yeoman’ and placed your lips on his. Of course he didn’t do much to respond but it wasn’t that he did nothing because he leant closer and his hands went to your hips. 

“That’s not fair!” Jim’s yell made you break apart and your boyfriend was quick to get a professional distance to you again but there still was some fondness and confusion in his glance.  

“Might I inquire the reason for this seemingly spontaneous display of affection; in public nonetheless?” he had lowered his voice, obviously not wanting the others to hear. You gave a shrug not wanting to tell him the truth right now. 

“I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or something but... I just wanted to. And you said you’re okay with letting others know so... well. Might not have been the best moment” he raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything for a while 

“Wait a moment” Bones said “Am I missing something there?” he pointed at the two of you and now everyone was looking even more intensely if that even was possible. But you were glad that no one said anything at least. “Are you two...?” you glanced at Spock to see if he was okay if you confirmed 

“Doctor, I believe question is lacking the inquired element” 

“Don’t make me say it, pointy. Are you two.... you know...?” he made a gesture with his hand 

“I must admit that I am not familiar with sign language and therefore still could not understand what exactly you wish to find out” of course your boyfriend seemed the only one who was still unaware of what Bones was trying to ask and even though you felt bad for him it made you also feel better because maybe the kiss now didn’t' seem too strange anymore 

“A thing okay?” the doctor spat “Dating. Courting. Seeing each other. Having an affair.” 

“While I cannot fully differentiate between all of these human terms for being in a relationship you are quite correct doctor” 

“You knew this” Jim shouted at you 

“Why yes,” you answered “seeing that I am in the relationship it’s obvious that I know of it” 

“I’m not gonna say how much you just sounded like Spock” Bones muttered making you smile. Meanwhile other bridge members were starting to congratulate you or ask question as to how and when you got together. Somehow you were glad that Spock reminded them that they still were on duty and this was something they could discuss after the shift. The Captain then made it an order that everyone got back to work 

“That goes for you too, Yeoman” you only nodded and then left the bridge. 

- 

Early the following morning Bones was at your door 

“What is it?” you asked, fearing there was some kind of emergency 

“Nothing, I just figured you might like to come to the bridge and see to it that the Captain honors his part of the bet” 

“Oh right” you smiled “give me some minutes to get ready” of course the topic you talked about on the way to the bridge was your relationship with the First Officer. Luckily the way wasn’t that long that you could only answer three questions and then were on the bridge. Jim wasn’t here yet, which was good because you needed to see the other’s reactions. Spock seemed confused what you were doing here because your shift only would start in an hour. 

“Just watch and see Spock, this is gonna be good” Bones said with a smirk. After a couple of minutes that seemed like an eternity, the door to the turbolift opened and out of it stepped Jim Kirk, in a short sleeved, yellow female skirt-uniform with his coffee in his hands 

“Keptain on...” Chekov started and then let out a hiccup and others too were staring at the Captain. Some tried to hide their smiles, others pretended they were focused on their screens and not looking at all and Spock of course commented it with the raise of an eyebrow. 

“Good morning” Jim said nonchalantly, obviously trying to play it cool and sat down on the chair, trying to adjust the skirt making you giggle. “Is there a problem?” he asked staring daggers at the people who looked at him. 

“You look lovely Jim” Bones chocked out before laughing and it broke the spell and almost the whole bridge crew did the same.  

“How come?” Sulu asked nodding at his superior’s uniform. 

“You can thank Spock being in a relationship for that”  

“Captain, I fail to understand how my relationship correlates with your choice of clothing, especially seeing that both your demeanor and tone suggest you are neither comfortable nor pleased with it” 

“Spock tell me isn’t there a Starfleet regulation against bets?” oh no he was not getting out of this and you threw a glance at Spock but luckily he was already citing the relevant articles, saying that bets per se weren’t forbidden and only gambling or making bets while on duty or cheating were not allowed as well as hosting big tournaments on a Starfleet facilities even with an official license and the like. “That’s not helping. There’s gotta be something. Like... holding back information and making me raise the stakes” 

“I would believe the term is a ‘bluff’ which is permitted during gambling or making bets. It is up to the participating individual to determine the stakes as well as the decision to withdraw should uncertainty arise. Once the wages are made however, I believe it is imperative for humans that they do not withdraw” 

“Tell him Spock” Bones cheered, making the Commander glance at him. 

“Well, then tell me Spock isn’t it highly illogical to make a bet about a we wearing another uniform if (Y/N) kisses someone?” 

“Yes Captain, I do agree. However, as I have noticed previously humans tend to take a multitude of illogical actions. In this particular case, while I do not know all the facts, I believe that it would be met with societal disapproval should you retreat. Especially seeing that you are the Captain of this ship and therefore vowed to uphold proper conduct and be a role model” 

“Spock, I think that’s the first time I wholeheartedly agree with you. Couldn’t have said it better” 

“Fuck it Spock. I don’t think this uniform is proper conduct or being a role model. Do tell, is there any regulation that forbids to wear a wrong uniform?” 

“The Starfleet Uniform Code clearly states that each commissioned officer or cadet must wear a proper and official uniform displaying the correct colors and rank of their current position. A certain degree of personalization may be permitted under a superior officer, such as wearing cultural or personal jewelry but must be met with approval in some cases. Since there is no article that restricts certain uniform types to a specific gender or even species and you yourself have authorized such personalizations, I can assure you that your choice of uniform does not deviate from any regulation” 

“In plain speech Jim, no way of arguing your way out of there” Bones ‘translated’.  

“Oh, just you wait” the Captain growled “I’m so gonna get back at you for this. And at (Y/N) and Spock too. You better watch your backs” Spock threw you a glance, obviously not sure what Jim meant and you only gave a shrug, deciding this was your time to take your leave from the bridge. 

#spock #spock x reader #spock x you #spock imagine

[short-black-diamond]

hi!! please could you do a scenario where the blue lock characters watch their s/o get hit on (incl kaiser and sae if possible!!) thank you 💙

yessss oh my got I've been waiting for such a request!!!

also if you want me to write with more characters, list them up, okay? I don't know who else you'd like to do, so I just wrote about Kaiser and Sae. Also please put in the gender as well, this one is with a gender-neutral reader.

Warnings: Ness gets roasted by you.

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"You belong to me."

part two

Kaiser:

it happened in germany, where you and him were over at a friends house, where a party took place. Kaiser was having the time of his life, proudly showing you off, with his hand on your waist as you guys chatted away.

Some time later, you had to use the bathroom, and you excused yourself. After you were done and about to go back to your boyfriend, another guy cut you off on your way.

You looked at him with a smile. "Could you please step to the side?", you asked in a friendly tone, but the guy only smiled back. "Say...are you single? You're really cute.", he said softly.

You frowned. You were sure he was one of the guys who sat closest to Kaiser and you when Kaiser announced that you two were a happy couple.

"No, I am taken. Please let me go now.", you speak in a more firm voice, the guy however only puts on a sweet pout. "Not even a chance?"

"You couldn't even buy her a drink, let alone catch her attention,", Kaiser's voice says and you light up when you see Kaiser behind the boy.

The guy in front of you sighs before winking at you charmingly and turning around, bumping shoulders with Kaiser.

Kaiser glared at him. "Hurensohn.", the german growled and the guy only "tch"ed. Seems like the guy was a german as well...

You looked at Kaiser gratefully as he held your hands and kissed them. "He didn't touch you, did he?", Kaiser mumbled as he looked at you through a sad frown. He was disappointed in himself.

angry at himself for not sensing something sooner and thus not being able to having saved you sooner.

But, it all vanishes when you giggle. "No, he only leaned against the wall weirdly. And what does "Hurensohn" mean?"

Kaiser's face turned blank for a moment before he smiled at you. "It means nothing, really. It's like...a uh...yes, a cheer up thing! Like, he failed to court you, and germans say "Hurensohn" to each other to cheer each other up!"

...

Ness messed up a goal in practise and you and Kaiser where there too. You were the only Non-German in practise, and when you saw Ness shoot the metal instead of the net, you 'cheered him up.'

"Hurensohn!", you yelled.

Ness looked at you with a disturbed face, feeling utterly insulted. Kaiser quickly turned around and tried not to laugh out loud. Ness looked at Kaiser then in suspicion.

The other players only looked at you with a frown.

You were confused.

You actually called Ness son of a bitch. but nobody told you after Kaiser explained what happened.

Now, Ness became a "Hurensohn".

Sae:

You and Sae were actually just taking a walk after he used you as a therapist again, and you did your best to comfort him. He told you about what happened in spain, how he felt bad for being so mean and rude to his younger brother and how he wished to play with Rin again.

Now, you two were holding hands. You two came to a small resting place. It was selling donuts. Sae looked at you with a small smile.

"Wait here.", he instructed you before jogging into the entrance. You looked around and enjoyed the fresh air.

Suddenly, a quiet voice took your attention. You turned to the side to a shy looking boy. "Uh...hi. I-I think you're very pretty...and um..", the guy started but you shook your head.

"I'm taken sir.", you said. But the guy didn't want to give up yet. "I-I know that I might not look like much, b-but I promise I'll be a great boyfriend and-"

"are you a geat footballer who plays soccer and represents a country?", Sae's gruff voice asked and thy guy flinched. He wuickly turned around and locked eyes with Sae's angry turpuoise ones.

"Fuck off.", cue the stranger quickly excusing himself with a red face.

Sae glared at the guy until he was gone, and then he looked at you with a sad face. "I'm sorry, it was stupid of me to tell you to wait outside...", he apologized as he looked at your pretty face.

You shook your head again. "No, don't be, Sae. Nobody could've predicted this, and no harm done, right?", you asked as you hugged his arm. He smiled at you.

"Yeah. no harm done."

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Damn this turned super fluffy in my opinion. also I feel sorry for ness but I just had it in mind and couldn't ignore it lol.

If you didn't like this request, please tell me and I'll try to write it better!

Read you in the next post!

#itoshi sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #itoshi sae #sae itoshi #sae x reader #blue lock fic #blue lock x reader #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x you #kaiser fluff #michael kaiser x you #blue lock kaiser #bllk kaiser #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser #bluelock #von kaiser

[thesupreme316]

aew stars and their form of aftercare??

darius martin, dante martin, hook, action andretti, ricky starks, eddie kingston, wheeler yuta, santana, ortiz, & mjf??

you could even do two parts if it's all too much for one :)

AEW STARS HEADCANON: Aftercare

Pairings: Darius Martin x Reader, MJF x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, Hook x Reader, Action Andretti x Reader, Dante Martin x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Wheeler Yuta x Reader, Santana x Reader

Word Count: 952

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, thanks to bae @hooks-martin for requesting this. I hope everyone enjoys it (its a big one boys). Also this is gender neutral. Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: not proofread, suggestive content, GIFS AINT MINE

Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @wwenhlimagines @sheinthatfandom @triscillal @eddie-kingstons-wifey @cassie0sstuff @batzy-watzy

Darius Martin

This man is so damn romantic it’s not even funny

First, he would ask if you are okay and get you some water, clean you up etc.

I feel like this man is so with the idea of talk to their lover about everything and nothing

He loves to hear your perspective on various things

He just wants to lay in your presence

Kisses any marks you have and tells you how good of a job you did

“Let me kiss it better”

Darius is so gentle with you that anyone would think that he couldn’t hurt a fly (say that to your ass-)

Hook

Sir is very much gentle with you

Will lift you up and take you to the shower/bath

Washes up with you and even scrubs your back and legs

Gives you a hoodie to wear

Ya’ll will watch a show together while entangling your legs

If y’all get another round on, cool

If y’all don’t, also cool

He’s down with whatever

Hook doesn’t speak much after sex but his actions lets you know how much he loves you

Action Andretti

I think Andretti is so damn sweet

Cleans you up, makes sure you have water and a snack near, everything

Man would message you

If sees any marks on you, he would feel bad yet proud

Like he was able to produce that but is upset that your body prolly feels bad

He delicately kisses you everywhere

Loves it when you wear his shirt afterwards

Will literally do everything you ask and more

Ricky Starks (Round 4 I mean-)

THIS MAN IS A TEASE

He would tease you about how you sounded and great you felt

Will take you to a shower to clean up

But in actuality, you’re having another round in there

He literally can’t keep his hands off of you

Will kiss your marks and any areas that you feel “Insecure” about (BITCH YOU DON’T HAVE ANY)

Ricky will pull you closer as you two just take in each other’s breathing

…

And then you would have another round-

Eddie Kingston

This is your lover and best friend wrapped into one

Will joke about your session to make you laugh

Eddie is a romantic person but not an overly romantic person or soft guy

Has a different way of aftercare (not saying anything negative)

After making sure you’re okay/not hurt, Eddie will throw one of his shirts at you for you to put it on

Then you make your way down stairs where you two are eating pizza or burgers or cake, it don’t matter to him

Will make sure your confidence is through the roof when ya’ll are done

Literally just wants to make sure that you’re smiling and happy

Or he’s out like a light…he can’t help it sometimes

Wheeler Yuta

Mr. I-did-a-great-job-but-i-need-your-validation is here

Will ask you if you’re okay…and then waits for your praise

You have to be careful cause that’s how you turn him on too

At this point, you’re giving him aftercare

He likes to be babied

If anything you have to drag him to the shower to clean up

Wheeler loves to be taken care of (CAUSE HE’S A BRAT)

Immediately is clingy after the shower

Will not let you leave the bed…you tried and he just pulled you back down in a headlock

Santana

MANS CUDDLES AND THEN COOKS FOR YOU AND THEN YOU EAT IN BED (THIS IS MY FANTASY)

You don’t have to move a muscle

He cleans you up, he puts his shirt on you, you literally don’t have to ask for anything (IT COMES WITH THE SERVICE)

As you’re sitting/eating/waiting he’s just whispering sweet things in your ear

If you allowed him to, he would go on a trip about how good you are to him

Santana will hold you for hours on end

I believe that he would ignore the world until you fall asleep

And then and only then can he fall asleep too

Santana is that man who puts your needs before his

Dante Martin

Takes this shit so personal; has a routine for everything

And if he forgets a part of the routine…end of the world

I think he would be a nervous person/ someone who might need reassuring

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

Cuddling makes him feel safe like nothing can harm him in this moment

OKAY LISTEN TO ME I can see cockwarming being his thing DONT FIGHT ME

Mans is tall so he has a size kink or some shit idk

But just wants to make sure that you know that you are loved

MJF

I feel like before Max would simply hit it and quit it

Like he would get what he wants and then leave without even thinking about the girl

But ever since he met you, he’s been more attentive to how he treats people

Especially you after sex

You two talk about everything as Max caresses your skin…and talks about himself

I think Max would also take this time to reflect your relationship and how happy he is

Loves to smother you but you betta not tell anyone…especially Max Caster

Prolly would not move for hours on end…unless you want too wink wink

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew imagine #aew hook #aew hook imagine #dante martin #dante martin imagine #darius martin #aew darius martin #darius martin imagine #darius martin smut #aew hook smut #ricky starks #ricky starks imagine #ricky starks smut #eddie kingston #eddie kingston imagine #eddie kingston smut #mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #mjf smut #santana aew #aew santana imagine #aew santana smut #wheeler yuta imagine #wheeler yuta #action andretti #action andretti smut

[teataglia]

hi!!! i hope you’re having a good day! could i please request the harbingers with a pillow princess/prince? (gender is up to you!) whichever format you feel like :)

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

featuring: pierro, scaramouche, pantalone, childe, dottore, capitano x f!reader (separately)

warnings: SMUT, MDNI, vaginal penetration, oral (f!receiving), fingering (f!receiving), bondage + gag in dottore’s, pet names (baby, pretty girl, etc), slight dacryphilia

tea’s note: thank you, i hope you had an amazing day with minimal stress and lots of rest and hydration! i also like the way you think >:), pls enjoy <3

𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫”

pierro heaves a heavy sigh as he sinks fully into you, your juices leaking around his thick shaft as you cum again for the fifth time that night. “one more for me, baby, just like that,” his rough fingers coming down to rub your clit. your overstimulated mind blank as you wriggle in his hold, body aching for a respite from his touch. “now, now, why are you trying to run? i’m giving you exactly what you want,” he sounds disappointed. you whine, clawing at his arms, leaving angry red lines over his forearms. “be a good girl like always and stay still,” pierro growls, emphasizing his point by capturing your wrists in one big hand and holding them above your head. your foggy mind registers his words, nodding frantically as tears slip out of your eyes. his fat cock bullies into your tight hole ruthlessly. with your back arching and toes curling, the temperature in the room rises. you cry his name pleadingly. pleading for what? you’re not sure. his pace increases and his grip on you tightens, signaling he’s close. “i’m going to fill you up now, pretty baby, and you’re going to take all of it,” his sweet tone contradicts his brutal thrusts. he leans down to kiss your neck, and when he bites down, pushing in all the way to the hilt, he paints your insides white, and you see stars. 

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𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐫”

“so pathetic, begging for cock like a slut,” scaramouche taunts, fingers pumping into your mouth. “i bet that even though one hole is getting plugged right now, it’s still not enough for my needy little baby. am i right?” scaramouche pulls his fingers out of your mouth and grabs your cheeks, squishing them together to open your lips. you stare up at him through hooded eyelids, ashamed. “even though you were practically whoring yourself out to childe and dottore earlier, i will forgive you because i know you love only me.” he leans over you, spitting directly into your mouth. he leans back smirking and proud of his work. you swallow all of it, looking up at him expectantly. scaramouche loosens his hold on your jaw, “speak.” you’re thankful for his permission, and look timidly up at him, “sir, please i n-need to feel you.” scaramouche raises an eyebrow and laughs in your face. “you think you’re in any position to be making requests? no, silly girl, that’s not how this works. you will take what i give you and you will thank me,” scara shakes his head sympathetically as his other hand runs down your body and begins toying with your entrance. he chuckles, “you’re so wet, does the thought of me having my with you excite you this much?” you smile at him as he brings his coated fingers to your mouth, “good girl. now clean up your mess.” 

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𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 “𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫”

a choked sob escapes your lips as pantalone’s large hand presses your face down harder into the soft sheets of his bed, deepening the arch of your back deliciously. he mercilessly rams into you from behind, savoring your cries. “mmm, you look so good like this, darling,” pantalone purrs, “feel so good, too.” the squelches of pantalone burying his cock into your warm folds permeate the air, further turning you on. “listen to how well this messy cunt takes me,” pantalone drags your hips back as he thrusts forward, causing his tip to hit further into you. you claw at the sheets as his hand lands a sharp slap on your ass. pantalone shushes you impatiently, “you know you want this as much as i do, if not more. now be still, darling, i’ll treat you right.” his soothing words swim around your mind, but never quite stick. “you’re doing so good, my love. how could i get so lucky to have an angel like you?” he leans forward and kisses your temple, still pounding into you, not letting you catch a single break. “just a little longer, baby, can you do that for me?” he doesn’t wait for a response as he feels your walls spasm around him, milking him greedily. he groans and his hips stutter before he finally bottoms out, filling you to the brim. he collapses on top of you. “see? that wasn’t so bad.”

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𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐚 “𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞”

childe kisses up your thigh, leaving bites and bruises as he travels to the spot you need him most. he stops right before he reaches your core and looks up at you from between your legs. his eyes devour your needy expression, eyebrows furrowed, bottom lip caught between your teeth. “is this what my pretty girl wants right now?” childe coos, wrapping his arms around your thighs to keep them in place. he places a chaste kiss on your clit that already has your hips bucking to meet his face. “fuck, you taste so good. hold on tight, baby. once i start, i won’t be able to hold myself back.” he licks his lips one last time before diving between your thighs, warm tongue lapping at your folds and drinking in your essence like he was parched. childe wraps his lips around your clit, sucking harshly. pornographic moans spill out of you as you thrash under him, childe barely react, his fingers only tightening their grip on you. he gets lost in your taste, tongue running up to your clit before circling back down to tease your sopping hole. you throw your head back, too overwhelmed by his ministrations to focus on anything but him. your hands fly to his hair when his tongue pushes into you, and you tug hard. he moans into your slit and pulls you closer by your thighs, his mouth flush against your cunt as your back arches and you release all over his face.

───✱*.｡:｡✱*.:｡✧*.｡✰*.:｡✧*.｡:｡*.｡✱ ───

𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫”

you’re tied up and gagged on dottore’s desk, as he sits in his chair doing work beside you. you’re on your back with your forearms roped together under you, creating an intense arch. dottore’s fingers work in and out of you as he jots notes down with the other hand, paying you no mind. soft cries muffled by the gag and drool is smeared across your lips. your noises beg dottore to pay attention to you, but he clicks his tongue, “you little tease, are you trying to get us caught? even after the gag you’re still making such a fuss.” he curls his fingers against your spongy spot and your hips tremble at his touch. “although, you’re probably into that, right? you want my boss to walk in so i can share you with him?” your hole flutters around his fingers, and dottore’s smirk grows wider. “of course my filthy baby wants that,” he snickers. “should i call him up right now and ask him to join us?” you shake your head and stare up at him with pleading eyes. dottore removes your gag, gripping your chin so the only thing you can look at is him. “you can’t call him in here,” you mutter shyly. “and why is that?” dottore pumps his fingers into you quicker. “b-because i’m only yours,” you blink innocently up at him. dottore kisses your lips before replacing your gag, fingers digging deeper into you. “at least my precious bimbo knows her place.”

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𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧”

you straddle capitano’s lap with your arms wrapped behind his head as your tongues explore each other's mouth. he twists his tongue against yours and you whimper, your hips accidentally grinding on the growing bulge in his pants. he groans as his hands travel under your shirt to squeeze your breasts, fingers running over your sensitive buds. you press your chest into him harder, your hands finding his. you guide his fingers to your pants, begging through actions. his fingers work quickly to remove your pants and panties to leave you bare against him. he untucks his heavy cock, letting it rest on his stomach. his hands rest on your hips as he moves you back and forth on him. your sloppy pussy drenches his shaft in your juices, and when he plunges into you he slides in with ease. you’re helpless and limp as capitano works you up and down onto him solely keeping you up with his strength. his hips jerk up as he pulls you down, forcing his head to kiss the innermost parts of you. your hands dig into his shoulders, nails leaving angry, red crescents, as you try to brace yourself as he sheathes himself harshly into you. your cunt sucks him in and he’s hooked, his hips buck up causing your slick to coat both your and his thighs. capitano’s twitching cock drags through your tight walls, brushing over your tender spots. “you feel so good, baby,” he grunts, jaw clenching. “i’m close already. you drive me so crazy, pretty girl, this is what you do to me.”

taglist: @simp-lauren , @stygianoir

© teataglia 2022, all rights reserved. do not plagiarize, copy, translate, repost my content on any platform. 

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ᴛᴇᴀ ʟᴜsᴛs #｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ ᴛᴇᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs #catboypantalone #genshin impact x you #genshin impact smut #harbingers x reader #pierro x reader #pierro x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #pantalone x reader #pantalone x you #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #dottore x reader #dottore x you #capitano x reader

[lunarfleur]

Docile Earth 42! Miles Headcanons

Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @kombuuuu @hiyaitssans @ivys-graveyard @milesmolasses

Warnings: none! Just fluff!

A/N: I used the word docile because I didn’t want to use the word submissive. But that’s basically what this is. This got flagged as mature for some reason. It’s not.

This is x gender neutral reader!

I know people always see him as the assertive one in a relationship, right?

But what if he’s not?

So we all know that 1610! Miles is a goofy little guy. Me thinks that 42! Miles is the same way, just quieter and more reserved.

I can imagine him being a softy, someone who likes to be babied

Loves loves loves hugging you from behind

You’re talking? He’ll come up behind you, warp his arms around your body, and bury his face in your neck.

He’ll kiss your skin and whisper in your ear

Is just a really big cuddler in general

Loves laying on top of you so he can nuzzle into your neck

And laying his head in your lap so you can scratch his head

But more than anything?

Loves little spooning

It’s his favorite

Just imagine it

He’s laying on his side, you’re behind him

Your arms are around his torso, one leg in between his and the other thrown around his side

He sleeps so soundly, having you pressed against him

Please please please whisper in his ear

Also the back of his neck and behind his ears are sensitive

He gets so flustered and shy

So kiss the skin and he’s a dead man

Also he subconsciously asks for permission for things

Like not that he thinks you’ll be mad if he doesn’t

He just wants you to be good with everything

Like you’ll be cuddling and he’ll whisper, “can I go get something to eat? I’m hungry.”

Or you’ll be watching tv and he’ll say like, “I’m gonna get my charger. Is that okay?”

And he doesn’t really even mean to do it

He’d also a “yes mam” “yes sir” “anything for you” kind of guy.

He does anything you ask him to the best of his ability just so he can you say, “thank you,” and give him kisses.

Just baby him, you know?

Lay him down on his bed, turn his LED lights down, and pepper kisses all over his face

Whisper sweet nothings to him and give him something warm to nuzzle against

Overall, he’s just a sweet baby who deserves literally everything

#earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles fluff #miles morales #earth 42 miles morales #atsv #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #x gender neutral reader

[sgstories123]

Rafiq’s School Trip 2 - Pleasuring Char

Rafiq looked at the students while waiting for the hotel clerk to get their room keys ready. They have been giving me knowing smiles and giggling behind his back, gesturing at him. Charmaine must have told them what happened on the plane. Fuck! This is going to get me fired from my job. Rafiq cursed at his own stupidity.

“Here are the keys, sir.” The hotel clerk broke his train of thoughts. Each of the teacher had their own rooms. The students shared a room based on their gender.

“Alright. You can now go to your rooms and freshen up. We will meet at the hotel lobby in an hour’s time for lunch. If you did not sleep well during the night flight, you should take a short nap as we have an afternoon activity scheduled. Don’t be sleeping during class and ruin our school’s reputation.” Rafiq instructed the students as he handed out the keys.

“Cher. You should also take a nap as you did not sleep well during the flight and exerted yourself quite a bit.” Kumar chimed in. Charmaine giggled as Rafiq’s face turned red. He ignored the comment and hastened the students to their rooms. He had a room on the same floor as the students, just a couple of doors away. Mr Tan and Ms Low were on different floors. Maybe he can have a chat with Charmaine without the rest of the teachers knowing, he thought to himself.

After taking a quick shower, he went to the girls’ room, checking to make sure that the boys did not see him. He knocked softly on the door.

“Oh, it’s Cher!” Charmaine greeted him brightly as she opened the door.

“Shh! Where’s Denise?” Rafiq asked, looking down the corridor to make sure no one saw him.

“She’s taking a bath. You want me to call her?”

“No. Keep quiet. I have something that I need to say to you.” Rafiq whispered. Just then, the lift door sounded. Someone was coming out of the lift. Rafiq pushed his way into the room and closed the door quietly.

Standing in front of Charmaine now, he saw that she was wearing a short tank top that showed her cleavage and most of her breasts. They were really huge and Rafiq’s cock stirred in his sweatpants. Shit. He cursed at himself. He should have won his business pants. At least it would not be so obvious when he has an erection.

“Did you come for a second round, Cher? Can’t wait is it?” Charmaine teased.

“No. I mean, what we did was wrong. I should not have done it. I am sorry. Can we pretend that it never happened? Please?” Rafiq pleaded.

“Huh? Why do I need to pretend that it did not happen? You did not like fucking me?” Charmaine pouted seductively again.

Rafiq was mesmerised. He was getting a little confused over the whole situation. But he remembered his own precarious situation. “Don’t tell anyone, please. I could lose my job.”

“So you asking me for a favour, Cher? Then what do I get in return?” Charmaine smiled innocently.

Rafiq cursed. Now he was being blackmailed. All because of one stupid act.

“I will do anything you want. Just don’t tell anyone and pretend that it did not happen.” Rafiq held onto Charmaine’s shoulders, emphasising the seriousness of the matter.

“Well, you know, you had fun in the plane this morning but I did not really enjoy myself. I am still horny. How about you pleasure me and we can call it quits?” Charmaine purred, her fingers pushing down one side of her shorts so that it revealed part of her ass.

“No. I already did something wrong this morning. You want me to do it again?”

“Not again. Just continue with what you have done and complete it. I am unsatisfied you know.” Charmaine laid one hand on Rafiq’s neck. “Cher, make me happy and I will do anything you want. Like not telling Mr Tan what we did in the plane.”

Charmaine lifted her head up and closed her eyes, waiting for a kiss. Rafiq could not resist the temptation and bent forwards to kiss her. Her lips were thick and full. She sucked out Rafiq’s tongue, and played with it using her own tongue. Rafiq has lost all control.

Chermaine squat down in front of Rafiq, pulling down his sweatpants, releasing his hard cock. “Oh my God! Cher has the nicest, largest cock.” She cooed. 

She grabbed his cock and sucked on it hungrily, making loud slurpy noises as her saliva dripped down from the tip of his cock down towards his base. She was a messy cock sucker.

“Oh, I am so horny. I need your cock in me now. Fuck me and make me cum, Cher!” Charmaine implored, staring straight up at Rafiq.

Rafiq thought maybe he could turn the situation around. He pulled Charmaine up and pushed her with her face against the wall. “I will fuck you and make you cum. But you must promise that you will do what I say and don’t tell Mr Tan.”

“Yes, Cher. I will listen to you. Fuck me!” Chermaine begged.

Rafiq pulled down her pants and guided his cock into her already wet love hole. He could see their reflection in the long mirror positioned at the entrance of the room. He pulled up her tank top, releasing her huge breasts. Gosh, his naked student looked even more sexy than when he saw her this morning. As he pumped her, he could see his cock entering her shaved cunt effortlessly in the mirror. That made it even more erotic for him. He was lost in his pleasure as Charmaine moaned loudly. Then he heard water running in the toilet. Fuck! He had forgotten all about Denise taking a shower in the bathroom.

“Cher. You better hurry! I think Denise is almost done with her shower.” Charmaine panted.

“Fuck!” Rafiq pounded Charmaine harder and faster, his cock grew harder and longer thinking that he could be discovered by another student while fucking a student. “Argh!” Rafiq could not stop himself and ejaculated into Charmaine, as he gave a final thrust.

He quickly pulled up his pants and gave Charmaine a final look. Gosh, she was one sexy bitch. “Remember your promise, Charmaine.” He then left the room, quietly closing the door after him.

Charmaine laughed silently to herself. Men! All the same. “But I have not cummed yet, Cher. I am not pleasured so I can’t promise you anything.”

#Rafiq School Trip

[sabcandoit]

Helloz, I wanted to ask for a fic of Spider-Noir with a assistant s/o that takes their job very seriously and acts more like an assistant than an actual partner (bonus points if they call him 'bos' or 'sir' casually)

you can make it any gender and smut or fluff, I don't care that much about that

Thank you for the request!

It Can Wait

Spiderman Noir x Female reader

Summary: Peter works as the boss of some important company and you are his girlfriend assistant. Reader takes her job super seriously and keeps rejecting Peter, but eventually, she doesn't ;)

Warnings: Smut! Handjob, unprotected sex, established relationship, pet names, semi-public? Not really? Oh yeah also reader is annoyingly grumpy lol

A/N: Thank you guys for the support! As always, my requests are open. I plan on getting to everyone's, but I like to put quality and time into each one so it may take a while. Enjoy! <3

“Peter, no.” He was kissing your temple from behind you, while you sat at your desk, annoyed. Even though you two were dating, you worked as his assistant and had to keep it professional. You spent most of your days behind this desk in this large penthouse doing paperwork or sorting through God knows what. He came to revisit you, impossibly bored from the lack of distress the world was in. He brought flowers and lots of unwanted affection. “Darling, I can’t help it, I miss you.” 

“Well, it can wait until after work.” You replied monotonously, ignoring his hold and kisses. “It can’t… I need you” he said in an aroused and low voice. You didn't take the bait though and swatted him away. He stood up straight with his arms crossed and furrowed eyebrows. “Darling, don’t give me the cold shoulder…” he cocked his head to the side as you turned in your chair to work on the other side of your desk with an unbothered face. You looked up, seeing a customer walking through the doors and asking you a question. “I have an appointment with Dr. Parker?” 

“Oh, yes!” you smiled with a handful of papers in your hands, “One moment, please.” You turned around in your seat to see Peter still standing right there. You looked up at him with a neutral expression, saying “Sir, you have a patient.” He gazed at you with a raised brow and smirk, lingering there for a bit trying to make your impartial demeanor falter. After no success, he looked up at the person and smiled with his arms raised, “Come right this way!”. As he led the patient to his office, he looked back down at you with intense eyes. You met his stare with the same neutrality as earlier.

The rest of the day went by somewhat smoothly, customers came and went and Peter must have taken the hint and stopped bothering you. That doesn't mean he stopped glancing at you though. It was late and you packed up. It took you a while to lock up everything. Peter was walking out of his office, locking the door behind him. He tried to keep his suitcase and papers from falling out of his hands while his glasses lowered down his nose. He wore his usual black suit, the tie loosened a bit and his hair slightly messy from the day. After completing that, he looked up and adjusted his glasses while looking at you. You were wearing an average blouse and pencil skirt. Earlier, you had on a flattering suit coat but it was now in your arms along with some documents you planned on taking home. 

“Hey Beautiful,” he flirted while walking near you. “Hello Peter,” you replied with a sigh, still annoyed.

 “Is someone upset with me?” he chuckled, setting his items on the desk. You looked up at him through your eyebrows and stood up straight. Your bodies were close and he smirked down at you. “Ok, ma’am.” he raised his hands up defensively with a joking inflection. He followed you as you made your way to the doors, speaking, “Peter, I don’t appreciate your advances. When we are at work we are expected to be professional, that includes-” Before you could finish your sentence he grabbed you by the waist and kissed you smoothly. Your surprised eyes became irritated, but you let him continue to kiss. A few more seconds pass before you both part. He pants a bit before saying “How am I expected to act professional around you?” You just looked at him, peeved, “Peter.” He chuckled again and lowered his head down your neck, kissing and nuzzling into it. “I’m being serious.” 

“Who knew you were such a tease?” he scoffed, smirking, “You must’ve known what you were doing when you called me sir…” he mumbled, pushing your blouse out of the way to kiss your collarbone. You stood expressionlessly as he did this, pursing your lips.“So pretty,” he hummed. You looked up at the ceiling and eventually swung your paper-filled hands around his back. You felt him crack a smile after feeling you reciprocate the hug, but you were still displeased. Now your blouse was getting stretched out by Peter’s efforts, him kissing your upper breasts. You started trying to push him off, but he only hugged you more. “Enough Pete,” you flatly said, finally making your way out of his grasp. He looked down at you with smirking eyes and kept his hands on your hips. “Oh doll, don't be so stubborn, stay awhile. Sit with me?” he gestured toward the leather couch in the lobby. You gave him a dry stare. “Please?” he pressed. You sighed and walked over to the couch, Peter directly behind you.

 As you both sat down, he slung an arm over your shoulders and leaned into your side, getting comfortable. “It’s been a long day,” he spoke. “I missed you.” he flirted. “We saw each other an hour ago.” you scoffed. “Yeah? Well, I can still miss my girl, even if I see her.” He replied, twirling your hair in his finger. You looked at him with tired eyes and an awkward smile, giving in a bit. “Aw, I’m making you smile…” he chuckled, taking any chance of lightening the mood. He brought a hand up to your mouth, holding your chin up as he leaned in and kissed you gently. You kissed back, causing him to grow even more passionate. “Hmm,” he groaned into the kiss, his hands now lowering down your waist as you both pulled away to breathe momentarily. When you came back again, he leaned further into you on the couch, his hard-on becoming ever so apparent. “Peter,” you moaned into a kiss, bringing your hand to his chest, pulling slightly on his loose tie. “What a knockout,” he muttered, grasping your body and trying to shove off your skirt. He successfully got your skirt off as you sloppily unbuttoned his shirt. He parted from the kiss and pulled the rest of it off impatiently. You watched him with hungry eyes, still trying to conceal your desires at the sight of his muscular and hairy chest. You started throwing your hair up in a ponytail, arms in the air, and the hair tie in your mouth. He grabbed your hips again, smirking down at you putting your hair up. After you did, you kissed him a few times sweetly. 

He thought to himself that he needed you on his dick right now, but you were taking your sweet time playing with him. First, it was rejecting his efforts, then denying him any affection, but now it was taking forever to end the foreplay. “I need help,” you asked, turning your back to him and pointing to the zipper on your blouse. He groaned quietly as he unzipped it, making the blouse sleeves fall to your shoulders. When you turned back to him, he couldn't hold back. You looked ravishingly beautiful. “Darling, may I?’ he whispered in your ear, impossibly close to you and your dropping blouse. You looked at him with sincere eyes and nodded with a tiny smile. He kissed your cheek and jaw, wrapping his arms around you and pulling down your blouse. You laid your arms around his lower waist, moaning. He cupped your bra-covered breasts and grinded his erection on your clothed area, uttering praises in your ear as the situation intensified. 

You unzipped his pants with sultry eyes and pulled them down just enough to see his boxers and hard-on. “It’s not a show and tell doll,” he huskily spoke, chuckling and lessening his grip on your waist. You looked up at him with an annoyed yet playful face before pulling down the boxers and holding his cock. He sucked in a breath, not expecting you to be so bold. You then began to move your hand up and down, encompassing his precum lathered shaft. You looked down at your work, bringing up a free hand to put some hair behind your ear. Peter was lost in pleasure, whimpering under your hold, but he took a moment to look at you while you put your hair back. He almost melted at your beauty, watching this. “Is that it?” you said under your breath, still very focused on pleasing Peter. He only leaned his head back and moaned. Your pace quickened and didn’t stop. He tried to sit up and touch you in any way, but he was too stimulated. “Shit,” he let out. You smirked up at him, almost sadistic-like before pausing and pulling down your panties.

 You sat on his hips, straddling him as you led his dick into you. He cried out again, high on arousal, and let you ride him. “Quiet, Peter” you shushed, trying not to make any sounds yourself. He sucked in his breath and held it, still watching you satisfy yourself on him. Your hands were on either side of him and your hair swung down, tickling both of you.  He took both breasts in his hands and kneaded them while clenching his teeth in passion. He grumbled in his baritone voice, “Sweetheart, please.” as you softly mewled. “Fuck,” you mumbled before slowing down and feeling his erection fill you with his cum. He gasped and thrusted into you as this happened, both of you making lewd noises. You leaned onto his body, him still very much so in you, as he relaxed his own on the couch again. Both panting and holding on to each other, he kissed the top of your head. “Thank you,” he murmured hoarsely. You smiled and held him tighter.

@kairiscorner @miguelswifey04 hope you guys like this one! <33

#spiderman noir #spidernoir #spider man noir x reader #atsv #atsv x reader #fluff #itsv #pet names #fanfic #tumblr #spiderman #spiderman into the spiderverse #spidernoir x reader #itsv x reader #requests open #Obsessed with him!! #Peter Benjamin Parker

[lemmilemura]

Dating Simon headcanons

If you know me, you know I literally made this account because Tumblr was the only soure of Simon screencaps etc I had. And, since I am writing what I believe to be the first ever Simon x reader fic on the entire internet over on AO3, I thought I’d feed you all some more. So, here’s some headcanons of what I think it’d be like to date Simon. Might also include NSFW if I feel like it/if anything comes to mind, but it will be marked with 🍋(real original, I know) so you can skip it if you want to. It is also currently 2 hours past when I’m supposed to go to bed and I haven’t gotten proper, 8 hours of sleep in like a month so yeah, apologies if there’s any grammar mistakes or anything similar.

They’re all kept gender neutral, and reader is referred to as ’you’.

Specifically book Simon, since book and show are pretty different I now realize

Emjoy.

TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM AND HE WILL MELT

Ok, sorry, I’ll calm down

But seriously, we know this kid hasn’t really gotten that much love or compassion from others, and probably was never even in a real relationship before you, so whenever you express that you genuinely like him and want to be with him, he kind of schort-circuits

He’s also kind of worried you’re only with him to get info on others, and once you’ve got enough you’ll leave him, and that it’s all a cruel joke

But, again, if you reassure him that no, you’re not just here for info and you do infact love him, he’ll slowly learn to not listen to the voice in his head, it will take a while tho, so get ready

Of course, since it’s Simon, if anyone ever messes with you, in any way shape or form, be that at school, online, strangers in public, whatever, he will have them on display on AboutThat the next morning, or even within a couple of hours, front and center. He doesn’t really care who it is, but if they mess with you, they mess with him too

🍋 Now we all know Simon likes to feel all high and mighty, untouchable, right? So, might I suggest, that Simon would probably enjoy power play? Of course he’s always the one with power, and I feel he’d get a reeeeeeal kick out of getting to use you however we wants (with your consent of course, he might be an ass who kinda ruins peoples lives but he’s not a monster). If you’re into it too then even better! Though he’d never push you too far, he doesn’t want to hurt and maybe even lose you! Call him something like Sir, Mister, Master or anything of the like and wheeeeeew you’ll be in for a ride. Most of the time literally xD

Simon is definitely terrified of losing you, I mean you’re one of, if not the, first people to really care for him. He’s always worried that he’ll say or do something wrong and that you’ll leave him. :( please do reassure him you won’t leave, it will probably end up with him crying, though.

At school, of course, he’s all cocky and confident, but I feel with you, in private, be that at yours or his place, he’d stop being so braggy, and actually be quite touchy and affectionate and quiet. I can imagine you two just sitting on whoever’s house you’re currently in’s bed, both sort of doing your own thing, but still leaning on another, maybe occasionally saying a few words, but mostly keeping quiet. Sometimes the Tv will be on in the background, playing whatever channel was last on, sometimes it’ll just be music, or maybe even nothing, only the sounds of both of you clicking away at laptops, phones, the sound of pages in a book turning, whatever.

I think we can all agree that Simon is probably pretty touch-starved, I mean lookatem! At school he’d probably not be that touchy, maybe just holding your hand or his arm around your waist, just small things people easily miss. He’d probably not be the biggest fan of PDA, but also probably would’t hate it. Sure he’s give you a quick kiss or two, but you wouldn’t get into full on makeout sessions in the middle of school. He hates when others do it, so he also won’t.

In private, however, it’s as if he’s superglued to you, always touching you in some way. Leaning on you when you’re both working, holding you when you watch Tv together, you sitting on his lap when he’s at his desk, whatever. He’s always hesitant to let go because his brain tells him that if he lets go, he’ll never get to hold you again, that you’ll disappear.

Maybe, just maybe, you’d even be enough for him to scrap his plan, to not actually kill himself. I doubt he just one random day decided to do it, he must have started planning ahead years before. And it will take a while for him to decide that no, he doesn’t want to do it anymore, because he has you. I feel the day it’s all officially cancelled, he’d probably sit down on his bed or desk and just, take it all in for a bit. Never had he felt this safe and happy with someone before, so much so that he doesn’t want to kill himself anymore. He definitely cries.

I feel you’d eventually find out. Maybe you do by accident, maybe he tells you, doesn’t really matter. Either way, a lot of crying happens. You crying because he wanted to kill himself, then because you are the reason he didn’t and then him crying because of all the emotions and how new this all is for him.

NEW

So we all probably know the song 'Teenage Dirtbag' right? Well, I just heard it on tiktok, the end part where she also sings to be precise, and I dunno why but I just thought of Simon and his S/O. Like he never thought they'd ever even acknowledge him, and when they do he's just like "Wot". I dunno, my brain just does stuff sometimes.

In conclusion: I fucking love Simon, I want him to be happy, healthy and loved and I will gladly give him that love. <33

If anything else pops into mind, I will add it, I’ll mark it too so you’ll see what’s new!

#simon kelleher #one of us is lying #oouil tv show #oouil #headcanon #x reader

[kaneaken]

hello nene! it's been a while since i visited your ask box, so i hope you're doing well!

anyways, remember when i had promised i would send in a request for your 35+ followers event? well guess what! i finally have something i'd like to see you write!

can i have zhongli, childe + another genshin boy of your choice reacting to you giving them flowers (romantically)? it can be a drabble/headcanon, and any genre of your choosing :3 also i'd like if the characters and reader are in an established relationship!

thank you!! <333 i know you'll do a great job with this one!

CHILDE, DILUC, ZHONGLI WHEN YOU GIVE THEM FLOWERS

author's note; hi, evie, thanks for the request <3 new banner for my followers event so its easier to distinguish :D i'm a big sucker for flowers, so this was fun to write. i tried switching around the scenarios for each character, so nothing got repetitive. childe's actually got pretty long ^^;; reminder that requests are open! anyways enjoy <3

content notes; gender neutral! reader (they/them pronouns used), use of (name) for reader, reader actually talks here (can that count as a warning?), established relationship, high school au (childe), modern au (diluc, zhongli), husband!zhongli, kinda hurt/comfort (diluc), fluff

CHILDE ♡

your beloved boyfriend, captain of the football team, and star player was having his final game of the season

you tried to attend his games to the best of your ability and he hoped you'd appear for this one

however he couldn't spot you at the beginning of the game or during half time

his sulking caught the team's attention and they tried their best to cheer him up

" maybe they're just late "

" or you just can't see them with all the people "

" or, oh wait, wait! i see (name) over there! hey, (name)! (NAME)! "

childe raised his gaze from his helmet to see you, sweating and holding something behind your back. you gave him a small wave with one hand while keeping the other behind your back to conceal your surprise.

" you ready to go now, captain? " itto asks, patting childe on the back, " (name)'s here, so you've gotta give 'em your best! "

childe chuckles before gesturing for the team to gather.

" let's give 'em our best, team! "

you knew your boyfriend was good, but it seemed like he was doing his absolute best now

victory came for his team and the game ended

before everyone was able to leave, keqing called for everyone's attention

guess there's no backing out of your surprise now

" if everyone could please give us a few minutes of your time! "

you made your way down to the field and you took your place next to keqing. you fiddled with the roll of paper in your arms as you waited for keqing to hand you the microphone

" as you all know, our homecoming is slowly approaching and homecoming proposals are quite common. well, today, our football captain's significant other had something they would like to ask of him "

you took the microphone out of keqing's hands and gave her your rolled up banner. yanfei and hu tao came over from their positions to help hold the banner and hand you the flowers you had picked.

you turned to make eye contact with childe. seeing his surprised face made you smile before you spoke into the mic

" childe, will you go to homecoming with me? "

" go get 'em, lover boy, " itto teased, pushing childe in your direction. childe stumbled, but steadied himself to run in your direction

once he reached you, he gave a tight hug before kissing you one the cheek. you laughed before handing him the flowers in your hands

" what do you say? "

" i'd be honored, sweetheart "

DILUC ♡

diluc was a busy man

so much so he'd often run late for your dates

you held no anger towards him though, you knew him well

he didn't want to miss your dates, but there are things to be done

he was late. he knew that. he also knew you wouldn't be mad.

sighing, he opened the door of the restaurant and told the host the name the reservation was under

" you're first to arrive, sir. i'll take you to your table "

that had definitely surprised him

you had always been first to arrive or you'd arrive together

only on a few occasions has he ever arrived before you

he took his seat and waited for you

" sorry, i'm late "

diluc raised his gaze to meet yours and was instead met with a bouquet

" i wanted to get you some flowers, but i wasn't sure which ones would fit best. i had to ask the clerk and all of the ones he showed me were so pretty... "

diluc could only stare at the flowers as you rambled about your experience at the flower shop

" anyways, here you go, " you placed the flowers in diluc's arms, " i hope these were the right choice. the clerk said they mean unconditional love "

" they're perfect. thank you, my love. if i may, why did you buy the flowers? "

you take your seat as diluc puts the flowers on the table

" i just wanted to make sure you knew how much i love you. i know you beat yourself up sometimes about being late, so i just wanted to remind that it's okay. i love you unconditionally, diluc ragnvindr "

ZHONGLI ♡

there was something zhongli's students had always wanted to know

who married him?

they don't mean it in any bad way

they believe that mr. zhongli was one of their favorite and best teachers

they'd caught glances at the ring on his finger and the small smiles he had while looking at his phone

their curiosity was heavy in regards to mr. zhongli's unknown spouse

they never really knew how to bring it up casually, so they never received their answer

that was until today

mr. zhongli was always kind with his students.

so, when he saw a few struggle on the lesson, he decided to open up tutoring during lunch

" thank you again for helping us out, mr. zhongli! " xiangling said, taking a seat and pulling out her lunch. xingqiu and chongyun took seats next to the girl, pulling out their own lunches

" it's my pleasure, " zhongli took his seat in the front of the class, " eat your lunches and once you're all done, we can begin tutoring "

" yes, sir! "

" how exciting. would you be willing to teach me too? "

startled by the sudden voice, the trio turned their heads and spotted you, holding a bouquet of flowers in your arms

" ah, dear, i didn't realize you'd be dropping by today "

zhongli stood from his seat to greet you

" sorry for not telling you. i wanted it to be a surprise. speaking of surprises, " you hand him the bouquet, " i got some flowers from the shop down the street. you work so hard, so here's a little something from me "

" thank you, " zhongli says, giving you a peck on the cheek and setting the flowers down

the trio was in shock to say the least

you and mr. zhongli looked so good together

you guys were like a power couple

they were SO going to tell everyone

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[zoeykallus]

smutty hcs? yes please!

how about some turn ons for the bad batch?

one for hunter should be the reader stealing/wearing hunters clothing *mainly sweats and bandanas hehehehehehe

I was so sure I've done something like this before.... but I can't find it in my documents nor in my Masterlist.... strange. well maybe I imagined that! Okay turn ons, let's see.... As alaways if you don't give me a gender, I assume female ^^' Hope that's okay. I hope I got it right.

The Bad Batch - Spicy Headcanons 6 - Turn Ons HC's

Strongly Suggestive 18+ (Partly SMUT)

Hunter

He can't help it if you run around half-naked in his sweaters or shirts, that automatically gets him going. Just the thought of his clothes smelling like you makes his blood boil. When you walk past him, he will grab the fabric of his clothes and pull you towards him. His hands will be so fast under the fabric and on your breasts that you will hardly have time to complain or realize that he is holding you. He will immediately be all over you, wild kisses, groping and little love bites will follow shortly after.

Wet clothes, he didn't know he was into it until you got splashed more or less by accident at the pool and your shirt was wet against your skin. As quickly as he dragged you into the next quiet corner, you can not really realize what's going on, but then you feel very clearly his hard length on your leg through his trunks.

Echo

Shiny skin, when your skin shines, through oil or lotion, Echo is completely lost. The moment you find this out is heated and nervous, the usually submissive rather reserved Echo is suddenly quite fiery and can't keep his hands off you.

Dirty praise. The moment you utter a dirty praise for the first time during your lovemaking makes him downright vibrate. "That's it Echo, eat that pussy, you're doing very well". His cock twitches with excitement, he moans and almost rolls his eyes, he is suddenly so horny that he can't wait for you to sit down on his hard length.

Wrecker

Dirty Talk. The dirtier the better. Tell him how much you want his cock, how great he feels, what you want to do with him, he will be wax in your hands. Best of all, be loud, that turns him on. He loves it when he can hear that he is doing something good for you.

Suggestive movements. Bending over seductively or dancing around him with a suggestive hip swing already gets him going. He likes it when you are vibrant and if you can show it in the context of your sex life, he will be blown away. A lap dance is the best and hottest surprise you can give him. He will spoil you so much that your legs will tremble when you even think about his touch.

Tech

Surprise him with new ideas that you want to try. It doesn't matter how busy he is, if you go to him and whisper a new sexy idea to him, he will drop everything, he loves your experimentation and open-mindedness very much. He finds it incredibly sexy when you share his curiosity.

Keep your clothes on during sex. You can try many different combinations, he likes it best when what you wear reveals as much as possible without revealing everything. Breastless corsages / corsets for example with a panty that has an opening through which he can fuck you, one of his favorite outfits. Whenever he sees you wearing that, he's immediately hard. Leather, latex and vinyl he loves on you, if you have high heels on, he tends to let you take the lead every now and then and dominate him if you like.

Crosshair

Call him names. Especially call him authoritative names, Master, Daddy, Sir, as an example. He loves to be dominant and when you play along he is blown away. For example, you walk up to him and look at him: "I've been naughty, Master". He will blink while several things are happening in his body at the same time. "Well then, I will have to punish you". If you let him, he will tie you to the bed and you can expect several hours of hot play. He'll wear you out until you can't take it anymore.

He also likes bondage games, of course, but he has another preference that you will probably find out only after quite a while, because he will not address you on it. He likes sex in total darkness, when he can't see you but only feel you. This is something very personal for him, very intimate and as hard as in this moment, you have not experienced him yet.

@rintheemolion

@andyoufollowyourheart @clone-whore-99

@brynhildrmimi @kaliel2310

@misogirl828 @tech-deck

@meshla-madalene

@chxpsi

@thebahdbitch

@nahoney22 @ladykatakuri

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[prettykittycastle]

Baby Boy

Summary: After breaking a promise to (Y/N), Matt must be punished.

(Content Warning: Face sitting, Pussy eating, Dom!reader, sub!Matt, dirty talk, & slight degradation)

(The reader is gender-neutral, but afab, and uses they/them pronouns. The race/ethnicity is any.)

(Instead of sir or ma'am, the reader is called "Your Highness.")

This is what you get, Matty, I thought proudly, looking down at my handsome man's face.

This all started because of him not being able to follow through on his promise. He promised me with his whole Catholic heart that he would try to lessen his nightly outings as Daredevil and stay in a little bit more. Spend more time with me, Foggy, and Karen and less time getting beat up or beating up other people. All I asked was to at least try, but no. Matty boy decided to continue his outings every single night and try to sneak in as quietly as he could. This went on for a while. He didn't think I noticed him leaving the bed in the middle of the night when I was sleeping or seeing him wince every now then in the morning. He did good with patching up his bruises so I wouldn't notice them, but he should have known that that wouldn't last and at some point, he was going to get caught.

Tonight, I caught him in the middle of sneaking back in through the living room window. I was in the bedroom watching TV when I heard him trying to silence his groans and grunts. Getting out of bed I entered the living room and found him in his usual red suit, closing the window.

I guessed he was so focused on not making a sound that his heightened senses didn't pick up on my presence in the room. I cleared my throat as loud as I could, scaring him and making him turn around to quickly see me.

"Hey sweetie, what're you doing up?" He was doing his infamous Matthew Murdock smirk that would usually work on anyone (including me), but tonight the smirk wasn't enough to quell my anger which leads us to now. 

Me sitting on his face, while he was still wearing his Daredevil suit, making him eat my pussy and not allowing him to touch himself. Poor Matty boy, I thought grinding harder on his tongue, enjoying hearing his moans and whimpers. You had to break your promise.

“Please your highness,” he said against me, his voice muffled. 

“Please what, Matty,” I could feel him trying to creep his hands up my thighs, and I quickly slapped them away. “Tha fuck do you want?”

“Please forgive me, your highness,” he said, taking his tongue away from pussy to sweetly kiss my inner thigh. 

“Shut the fuck up,” I told him, grabbing hold of one of the horns on his helmet and moving his face back to my pussy. I grinded down harder on his face, not able to hold in my moan. “This is what you asked for when you broke your promise, baby boy.”

He moaned into my pussy, licking harder at my clit. I knew that he was desperate to taste my cum. He usually is whenever he’s eating me out. Just like how I also knew that his dick was probably really hard and in pain from being constrained by his suit. 

“I’m sorry, your highness,” he said, giving extra attention to my clit. He began sucking on it harder, moaning into it, causing me to let out more moans. 

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, looking down at him, continuing to grind against his tongue. “You think sucking my pussy is gonna make me forgive you, Matty?”

He let out a hum, refusing to stop sucking me. Not liking his silence, I reached down and grabbed his horn again, pulling his face from me. 

“Huh? You think this will make up for breaking your promise? Answer me!”

“No, your highness,” he let out a breath, trying to move his head back to me. “Please cum in my mouth, your highness? Please?”

“You beg so good for me,” I told him, letting go of his horn. He quickly bent his head forward and resumed his licking and sucking. “Maybe I’ll forgive you. Just....maybe.”

“Mmmm” he hummed as I grinded on him harder. I could feel a familiar warmth growing in me and knew that I was close to cumming. I could also hear and feel his hips moving behind me, and I didn’t have to look over my shoulder to know that he was thrusting his hips into the air helplessly, wanting his dick to be touched badly.

“Yes, Matty, just like that,” I moaned, grinding faster. “I think I can...” I stopped to let out another moan as the warmth in me began to get hotter and hotter. “forgive you, baby.”

He whimpered into me, somehow sucking even harder. “Please? Cum on my tongue, your highness. Please.”

Hearing his moans and whimpers increase, I decided to fully punish him and lifted my hips up from his face. 

“No, no, your highness,” he tried to lift his head to follow me, but I quickly pushed it back down, causing him to let out a groan of frustration.

I moved my hips up over his face to his helmet and lowered my myself down to the cold, red, metal, spreading my legs wider apart so the horns wouldn’t bother my inner thighs. The cold metal made me jump, but still, the coldness of it surprisingly made the warmth inside me stronger and hotter. I began slowly moving my hips back and forth, getting used to the feeling.

Shit, I thought, grinding faster, the warmth in me growing stronger and stronger. “I’m still gonna punish you, Matty. You’re not gonna taste my cum, baby boy. So sorry.” 

“Please, your highness-” The warmth overtook me and I moaned loudly, cumming on his helmet. The warmth overtook my senses making everything around me dull out, but I could still hear Matt moaning and panting. Ignoring him, I grinded harder onto the helmet, letting the warmth continue through my body. 

It took a second for my senses to come back to me, but when they did, all I could hear was Matt still begging for my forgiveness.

“Please forgive me, my highness,” He panted. “Please.”

I quicky stood up from his head and stepped over him and got out of the bed. When I looked down at him, I realized what he was asking for forgiveness for. The little shit, I thought. Through the suit, I could see a big bulge and a drying cum stain. 

Grabbing his face, I turned it towards me. “You came without my permission.”

“No,” he shook his head, still panting. The effects of his orgasm was still working on him. “Your smell...your taste. It was too much, your highness. Please forgive me.”

“Mmmm,” I hummed, pretending to think about it.

I already knew that I was going to forgive him, but I just wanted to watch him squirm a little bit. 

“I guess I’ll forgive you for that. I know how much you love my pussy and how it tastes.”

He smiled and reached up to take off his helmet, his movements still a little slow. He looked up at me with sightless yet love filled eyes and suddenly I almost couldn't remember why I was mad at him. Again, almost.

"You know why I punished you, baby?"

He nodded his head, taking a hold of the hand touching his face softly. "I'm sorry. I will try to be less Daredevil and more Matt Murdock. For you, I promise, sweetie."

"And you'll be my baby boy too?" I asked leaning my head down to his.

"Always, your highness," he replied, lifting his head and meeting my lips.

#marvel #mcu #matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock smut #matt murdock imagine #daredevil #daredevil x reader #daredevil smut #matt murdock x black!reader #matt murdock x poc!reader #matt murdock x woc!reader #sub!matt murdock #dom!reader #black reader #poc!reader #woc!reader

[lillylvjy]

Dude I need more club owner!wilbur smut😭

PLEASE AND TY :D

(Like just imagine him wearing this😵‍💫)

Minors- please don’t.

He- oml him. (Warnings- this is some soft Wilbur bc why not! Also wearing his clothes >>>>… unprotected p in v…. I tried to make this as gender neutral as I could- so bare with me)

Ok so I headcannon that in his club he for sure has vip booths for people and those are the booths with the curtains-

So what wil does is he takes of his button up, throws it on you to cover up your exposed body so in case someone was rude and interrupted didn’t see what was his-

And this all started with you being- well- you.

You started talking to a few people, didn’t realize one of them was getting too close and a little too touchy for wils comfort, and he isn’t jealous. God no! He’s more- possessive. And seeing that man touch what’s his….. lord he’s exploding.

So he immediately grabbed you and excused you from the conversation, took you back to the booth in the far back that was always reserved for him, and told you what was gonna happen.

“Ok. You’re gonna listen to me and obey every command I give you, yes?” Wil said as he grabbed you jaw in his right hand to make you look at him. You nodded your head yet, that wasn’t enough for him. “Words.”

“Yes sir.”

“Good job baby. Now did you even notice how close that guy was to you. How he was looking at you, touching you, feeling you? It upset me angel. I thought you knew better than to let anyone touch what was mine.” Wil said as he started to slowly kiss your exposed neck.

“I do. I promise I do, Wil. All yours. No one else’s, promise.” You whined in his ear as his grip on your thighs tightened.

“Than prove it. Yeah? Wanna show me just how much your mine?” Wil asked you as you quickly nodded and started to undress the man underneath you. Getting his pants and boxers down his thighs just enough for his cock to be fully exposed.

The feeling of Wilbur’s hands on your hips halted your advances. You looked up at the brown haired man with wide eyes as you waited for his next words.

“Go slow baby. Make sure your all prepped before you do anything yeah? Don’t want to hurt you.” The softness in wils voice was back. The softness you knew and loved. You quickly placed two fingers inside of yourself and quick stretched yourself out, fully not caring if it was enough or not in the moment, only caring about getting Wil inside you.

Finally after a few seconds, you lifted your hips and positioned yourself on top of Wil, feeling his tip press against your entrance. Whining, you let Wil slowly slip inside you until you skin touched his.

“Fuck, doing so good little one. Sh sh sh. I know. Just relax, don’t move.” Wil gently held you to his chest as you placed your head in his neck. Rubbing your back and cooing sweet nothings in your ear. Slowly he planted his feet on the ground, and started to love his hips.

You let out a whimper at Wil’s slow pace, lifting yourself up slowly and dropping back down to match his rhythm.

“There you go baby. All mine, right?”

“All yours, Wilb. Please-“ you moaned as his thrust started to increase slowly. Listening to your pleads, Wil moved his hips faster and harder as he left bite marks and hickies anywhere he could. Not leaving any place unmarked.

“Yeah? All mine to keep and to cherish? All mine to fuck and show off?!” He asked in a rough tone, signaling he was close.

“Fuck- yes Wil! Always yours. Want to be your only one-“ you slurred your words as your sentence was broken up by moans and gasps.

“Oh darling, you have always been my only. My world. Always will be- fuck- I’m close darling. Cum with me?” Wil asked as his strokes got messy and rougher.

“Yes yes yes please!” You moaned as he grabbed your hips and pulled you down onto him to meet his thrust.

The feeling of Wil’s lips on your neck, sucking and biting, tipped you over the edge, hiding your face in his hair as you tried to muffle your cries and whimpers. Feeling you tighten around him, Wil was following closely behind you, groaning loudly into your neck as he roughly thrusted into you to ride out the high.

Wil waited a few moments until he lifted you up in his arms and let himself slip out of you. You whimpered as the warmth of his cock left you, the fullness it brought you.

“Stay here love, I’m gonna go get a rag and some water for you, yeah? Did so good for me darling. Always do so good for me.”

(Crappy ending but I’m tired so)

#not edited- #at all- #lilly’s ask #ogeliza <3 #wilbur soot smut #wilbur soot x reader smut #club owner! wil

[ourolite]

𝓒ONCEPT.ㅤ some messy general headcanons with no less than circe himself. stay a while, grab a bite, no reason to delay us with fight or flight. we'll need you plump and full for the bumpy ride... hey, is that what you want? less appetite than appetizer on your mind, is there? ℘RECAUTION.ㅤ neutrally suggestive themes, lil’ fluff in the head canon portion. yandere-like reader, sub + needy reader who’s also a degradee, teasing/ slight degradation, mentions of blood consumption, insinuated human consumption (he is a vampire, what do you want from me), ominous tones, insinuated reader death (not described), addressing him as sir and mentioning him as master (not in any slave-play kind of way), and gender neutral reader.

༺ vampire!lover who sautés blood in a pan or drizzles it prettily overtop his meals. circe yué'li incorporates it into his meals creatively, maybe as a dressing, or perhaps as added flavor to some strawberry filling, rather than sucking it down straight from the source. can you imagine? doesn't that feel too.. cannibalistic? he’s a vampire, but please, goodness, he’s not primitive. the man has some dignity, he's not as old as dracula himself, jeez! have some manners.. (*cough, cough* uh.. circe has been tamed by society and an upright consciousness, but there is still something very wrong with him deep down. at the end of the day, he's a raw, sacrifical, eat-or-be-eaten animal. if he were to lose control somehow, circe would attempt to kill countless strangers, associates and loved ones without any recognition of who or what they are! teehee :3)

༺ vampire!lover who is a firm believer that it does matter where the blood comes from. circe's not a fan of chicken blood or any bird-related blood really, so he just feeds the appendages and organs of these animals to his dogs when he's hunting (they're on raw diets, which are really good for dogs btw). this nigga prefers the blood of mythical creatures, however they're hard to come by as prey, since they often end up as his friend or associate or fucking mother-in-law rather than his prey *circe sighs in slight disappointment*. if not mythical, however, then he enjoys the taste of the blood of sea creatures, fellow vampires honestly, and all animals in the cat family (lions, tigers, leopards, his lover— oh, whoops!)

༺ vampire!lover who is territorial as fuck over his home and hunts trespassers by any and all means.

༺ vampire!lover who, despite being a vampire, goes to sleep unbearably early??? he’s passing out between 9 and 10pm generally. anything past that? there’s either a very valid reason as to why, or anyone witnessing him awake at 1am should be sedulous for their own sake.

༺ vampire!lover who wasn't a dog person but now has a doberman and a bloodhound who he'd go to kuzimu and back for. he loves snuggling with his first dog, the doberman, known as yìzé! circe gets nostalgic, yes, but also yìzé is just such a tsundere. he'll behave so stoic, stern and determined in front of others, but when it’s just him and circe he’s like a hopeless, adoring puppy again. <3 most often, he snuggles with babydoll, the oh-so-fitting bloodhound, who is not afraid to give kisses and cuddles!

༺ vampire!lover who has two non-vampire boyfriends. wow, wow, wow! i know right? how lucky is he to be dating two of neso’s oc’s at the same damn time? he's the tallest of the trio, and also the clumsiest— partially due to his height. (i hear that’s a canon difficulty with tall people universally, chat is this real?) in any case, stay tuned and don’t change the channel! next we’ll snack on a little drabble below. so, without any further edging, introducing yours truly, circe yué’li!

ஓ Loitering in Circe Yue'li's lea is the last location any death-abiding being should be. Alas, you're not here to abide or decline death, you're here for him, isn't that right?

He's pinning you. Blades of grass caress and itch your left cheek as your face is pressed along the pervasive greenery, with the crook of your neck being imposed upon as the cedar-skinned man-eater narrows his starved search for the prettiest piece of you to bite down on. He's confident that he'll go for that protruding vein streaming down the side of your neck; it's practically calling his name with every throb and thump, but as he slips out his tongue to take a taste, his prey deems it appropriate to grin. To smile, even? Well isn't that a sanguine way to live. Too eagle-eyed and cat-minded to proceed, your unfocused gaze is physically demanded unto his own. He turns your head straight, then grants you the privelage of speaking to you, after humming in a dry, rough manner of acknowledgement. "Is there something fun about this to you? I take it you must like trespassing and cannibalism, stuff like this and that. Right?"

With the lack of trepidation in your visual reaction, as well as your hitched breaths and swallowed whines, he's sure the vengeful one of his boyfriends didn't earn you a death wish by sending him yet another snac- er.. victim. You came along all by your lonesome, of your own blankly lustful avidity, so it seems.

Becoming less phlegmatic with the scenario than unattractively tentative, Circe weighs his limited options. He may, one, give you what treatment you're due and enjoy a prompt lunch, or he may, two, pretend to be as morally upright as a socially-acceptable mortal man and release you back into the wild where you evidently do not belong.

"If you had to choose between a bite in your neck or a bite on your thigh, which would you prefer?" A scrupulous glare complements his straight-faced mug as he focuses on you from above, his gruff yet gentle voice proving his hunger to be placed on the back-burner for today's preference of food-play. But careful. He's becoming a vessel to restlessness as he's not fond of how long his favorite, flared black jeans have been in contact with the ground, as this scenario has exceeded at least a full minute by now.

Responding carelessly with a flirtatious tone and honey-drenched tongue, you sweetly sigh and mutter, "Anywhere.. please, sir? Just one little bite? A.. lick... lower?" Oh, bloody baby. You darling, doe-eyed ditz. How could you know he only asked so he could attest to himself that you were as romantically-disturbed as he envisioned and therefore fully worth ridding of? It's logic he's working with, love, and at this rate it's long overdue.

Really, do you enjoy the feeling of hopelessness in the pit of your stomach? That fluttering, warmness touching along your crotch? Does being such a pathetic presentation for Master Yuè’li turn you on? For fucks sake, you're less than a blood orange to him.

"Hm.. No, no thanks. That's a nice act, but if you could've showed me you were even a little bit sorry, then maaaybe I would've let you go." Presuming you as dead, despite your brief charm and hopeless, dumb-cutie prattle, Circe's grin widens as he leans back into that vein. The one that's been maintaining eye contact with him even more than that teary eyed, desperate, sick puppy-eyed look you've been limiting his lidded eyes to. His plump lips tickle that fleeting pulse beneath your febrile skin, earning your quivering body a chuckle against it from his agape mouth. God, but how blessed you are in your final moments, huh?

"Honestly, I didn't think you'd give in like that, I'm not some common grab, am I? Hm.. heh.. I wonder.." He gives your lash-fluttering peer one last look, his black-nailed hand lightly trapping a grip around your neck as his fangs give you a glimmered wink with his toothy smile. You swallow, and he sighs, asking one more query. "Did my lovers tell you how I like that nickname, sweetheart? How'd you say it..? 'Sir'?"

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[lunarfleur]

MICKEYYYYY <33 hi ilysm!!

btw you should totally write me some fulton or dwayne dating hcs because you love me 🙀🙀 (if your requests are open ofc))

ALSO HRU??

YO!!! I’M GOOD, HRU? OF COURSE I’LL WRITE YOU SOME HCS. AND YES, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

I’ll write some Fulton hcs because I already have Dwayne hcs posted (go check those out if you haven’t already!!)

Fulton Reed Datings Hcs

Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @ilovejoekeeryy @stupidratboii (I hope you don’t mind me tagging you in my content)

Warnings:None!

This is x gender neutral reader!

Fulton is very very very excited

You can honestly barely keep him calm

He always has something to yell and shout about

So it’s best to let him go and do his own thing

Now, there have been times where Fulton has, I don’t want to say forgot about you, but got distracted and sort of left you behind?

He just gets so excited that its hard to keep up

But once he realizes his mistake and he’s calmed down, he’s all over you

I’m talking pulling you in by the waist, kissing up and down your face and neck, whispering in your ear

You name it, it’s happening

Fulton loves loves loves giving you kisses on your neck, shoulders, and collar bones

He likes being close to your heart

Literally kiss his knuckles and he melts

Run your hand through his hair and he explodes

Like

Boom 💥

Fulton’s not one of those guys who shies away from PDA

Like hang all over him in public PLEASE

And in private

And in general

Just don’t stop loving on him

Fulton gives those hugs that are like really warm and cozy

The ones that are around the waist, his face pressed against your shoulder

He loves the way they feel

Another one who likes having you sleep on his chest

Just pass out and lay all your weight on him

He’d die a happy man

FOREHEAD KISSES OMG

When y’all are sitting next to each other, he always has his arm around your shoulders (unless he’s eating)

Ankles hooked underneath the table YES SIR

This boy is a FLIRT

Anything that makes you relatively shy or embarrassed, he’s doing

Using cheesy (and sometimes dirty) pick up lines

Whispering things in your ear

Kissing the corner of your mouth and then pulling away without giving you a real kiss

All of it

Of course, he tries his best not to go too far

But, if he does, he’s always quick to apologize and make up for it

Okay okay

Fulton’s one of the worst to fight with, to be honest

Fulton has problems with his anger

Any problem that’s close to being big between you two will end in him shutting down

Maybe even giving you the silent treatment

He just doesn’t know what to do

Just imagine it

You’re both upset and he’s sitting at the edge of his bed

His hand is over his mouth and he’s staring off into space

It just stresses him out

And he’s rather not yell at you or potentially hurt you in any way

So he just stops working

But, when it’s all done and over with, he’s giving you one of those hugs that makes you melt and practically refusing to let go

He’s a big sweetheart, though

Literally like take all of his hoodies

All of his jackets

One of his jersies

His pants

All of it

Oh, you’re tired?

Fall asleep. He’ll carry you.

Oh, you’re cold?

Take his jacket. It’s okay, he’ll be fine.

Oh, you’re having a rough day?

Complain to him about everything, he’ll listen.

He’s just so great.

#marlee! #fulton reed #x gender neutral reader #the mighty ducks