#swooning over the size of that dick

[screampied]

your writing is so amazing I’m begging you to write anything for nanami

❤︎ ໋𓈒 ex husband nanami who fucks like he can’t live without you

warnings. fem! reader, ex husband nanami, mating press, breeding kink, praise kink, slight whiney nanami. mdni.

an. thank u bb!! xo i want him so bad

ex husband nanami that’s completely infatuated with you. he’s never stopped fully loving you—you probably never stopped him either. his touch against you was gentle, he’d watch as you’d try to cover your face with your hand. beneath him, nanami lets off a grunt with a idle hand pressing against your tummy.

“nono, don’t do that,” he whispers, the feeling of his wedding ring he’d never take off skims against your skin. “i wanna see my wife before she makes another mess on me.”

wife.

a term he’d always call you, despite the two of you not exactly being together. yet you’d always find yourself back in nanami’s arms, in his bed.. vice versa.

“k-kento,” you’d gasp, each thrust he creates has the bed creaking and creaking. you gawk as nanami once he grabs your hand to kiss it. twice, the softness of his lips that ran against your skin made your heart swoon. “fuck, you’re so—big.”

“perfect size for you, sweetheart,” he sighs, and he picks the position specifically just to see your face…purely to study your facial expressions, planting a plethora of kisses all over your face. “god, you don’t know how much i’ve missed you.”

he was so thick, stretching you out with such ease like an elastic band—your walls forevermore clamped against him and you bit the inside of your cheek with your eyes rolling back. “so just let me show you, sweetheart.”

as nanami maintained a thorough pace, he was visibly sweating a bit.. not much to your surprise.

beads of it ran down the side of his partly arched eyebrows, his jawline was perfectly sharp each time he clenched his jaw and it was unintentionally sexy.

“w-woman, whenever you look at me like that…” he groans.

the way your walls gripped him oh so tight, it left him speechless. nanami had your legs just dangling in the air as he’s hitting against your cunt with such sloppy erotic thrusts.

your ears ring vividly as your lip trembles in pleasure. “makes me wanna give you another baby.”

“do it then, kento.” you moaned, and for a second the two of you make direct eye contact. his heart pounds and nanami gives you a soft glance.

a sheepish grin going across his pink lips. he lets off a moan right against your ear, “…baby, i just might. ‘m so pent up ‘n full for you. should give you triplets this time. i always adored how you looked with a pretty rounded tummy.”

his brutal hits against you, the way he pivots his hips each time, you’re left with your mouth dumbly dangling open, nails carving into his skin. “oh my g-god, kento. keep hitting me right there, pleasepleaseee.”

he’s plugging into you with such soft force, your legs nearly give out. nanami’s low husky grunts against your ear makes you throb for more.

“i will,” he mutters, grabbing your hand to give it another kiss. “you’re so pretty like this. am i making you feel good? speak to me, my love.”

all that escaped from your lips was a soft, “mhm.”

“that’s all you can give me?” he teases, leaning in to plant a soft kiss near your mouth. nanami’s fingers graciously ghosts against the middle part of your neck. he swipes a thumb against it, smothering you with kisses until he left you gasping for air. his dick reached the deepest parts of you, the curve he had fully expanding into you and you’re just a whiney mess. “my wife’s never been this soft spoken.”

“i— i’m gonna cummm,” you babbled, a sensitive cluster of nerves brewing up from the inside. “kento. ‘s gonna—”

as he’s buried into you, he lets off a soft whine at the way your cunt tugged against him. the filthy wet sounds between your legs created reverberated across the room.

“look at me, look at me.” your eyes dart towards him and his smile was so warm and gentle. you feel the way every few seconds his cock was disappear inside your folds, in and out and your eyes just rolled and rolled. “you drive me insane,” he grumbles, his thrusts began to become more unkept and dirty. his fingers intertwine with yours before he whispers in a broken voice. “marry me again.”

“kento,” you moaned, and he stares deeply into your eyes, bringing a few more kisses towards the center of your mouth. you found yourself speechless, forever being coddled with his warmth from how he’s just so gentle with you. his weight gingerly hovered against you before he lets off a sigh, stroking your cheek. “re-marry?”

he lets off a grunt once he feels your droopy legs just brush all against his back. you’re constantly moving all because of him and it makes him smile. “i’d give anything just to see you in a pretty white dress a-again.”

for a split second, his words gets cut off and he laments lowly at how your pussy gripped him tightly with much needed force. “sweetheart, ‘m gonna fill you…you want that?”

“please,” you whined, practically hugging his back. this position was so lewd — nanami always expressed his love for mating press, it was so affectionate not to mention intimate. he’d always have a good enough excuse just to see your cute expressions right when you were about to orgasm.

“anything for my girl,” he murmurs into your neck, and his voice gets a bit pitchy — whiney even. forlorn and almost desperate, he was trembling on his words from how sensitive you had him, a nanami you don’t think you’ve ever experienced this version with. “so full for you,” he whispers, licking a strick up your neck before claiming your hands against with his.

you feel his ring graze against your palm as he’s quickening his pace just a tad bit. “just for you though, j-just for you.”

once nanami cums, it’s so thick. lengthy ropes spew into your cunt and your legs were left twitching, just clinging onto his waist. nanami’s softly panting against your ear, murmuring how gorgeous you were, how pretty you looked, and most importantly….how charming you’d look with your tummy plump for him again.

“come here,” you’d moan, picking up nanami’s head so he could face you directly. you’d hastily bring him into a warm kiss and he returns in, swabbing a thumb across your cheek before he groans into your mouth.

nanami’s heart raced—you were forever perfect in his eyes, each second the kiss lasted, he craved more of you. still buried inside of you, you feel his palm softly press down against your tummy and you moan. the moment he pulls away, nanami takes off his ring before placing it inside of your hand, kissing your hand afterwards.

“think about it, for me?”

#★vegasbaby. #nanami kento smut #nanami x you #nanami x reader #kento nanami x reader #nanami smut #nanami kento x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #female reader #anime smut

[nohoney]

for my sweetie pie @dahliasrevenge 💕

You pull away roughly, coughing and trying to catch your breath. Drool drips down your chin, making your skin slick and it drops with a small plap to the hardwood floor. Tears prick at your eyes but you attempt to blink them away. A pathetic cry leaves your mouth, flinching a little when the tip of a heavy cock prods at your lips.

“Fucking swallow, understand? If you can’t hold my cum in your pussy, then you’re going to a better job of holding it in your mouth.” Bakugou growls above you, firmly slapping your cheek when he sees you pout, “No attitude from you baby. Not after the mess you made.”

“I-I’m sorry.” You hiccup, your eyes glancing briefly to the bed.

On the blue sheets of the king sized bed was a wet spot courtesy of you. It wasn’t your fault— Bakugou had cum so much in you that your poor little cunt couldn’t hold all of it. Just a mere ten minutes ago he was calling you his good girl for taking his dick so well, for being his cute little fucktoy that makes the sweetest noises, his voice husky in your ear as he gave you praises that had you swooning for him even more.

Now he was being mean—

“Can’t even be a proper cumdump if you’re wastin’ it instead of keeping it in.”

So so mean.

But you work to please him, gagging on his cock until saliva wets your tongue and drools out the side of your mouth again. Your pretty lips wrap around his dick, bobbing up and down and ignoring how your jaw is already tired. You reach one hand up to stroke his cock, to help alleviate you just a little of some of the work but he’s quick to yank you off his dick.

Bakugou’s hand is in a tight fist, clutching a fistful of your hair and pulling your head back. He leans in close, his other hand tenderly holding your jaw before he smacks your cheek again. “You gonna waste my cum again?”

“N-No…” you manage to find your voice, your pussy clenching around nothing as red eyes gaze down on you, “won’t waste it, I promise.”

Bakugou grunts, sneering almost at you as he brings you back down onto his cock. You let him fuck your mouth, trying not to whine despite your exhaustion. Both of his large hands hold your head in place as he jams his cock deep in your throat. You cough around him, the thickness of him is overwhelming and makes you shiver in pleasure. Your hands come up, one hand dragging down the hard abdominals and the other petting the sharp line at his hip. Peering up at him, you know that looking up at him like this is a weakness.

To see you teary eyed and pathetic with his fat cock in your mouth, it makes him fawn over you. Pretty girl, you’re so pretty he’d croon.

You want to pull off and tell him you love him, but even just moving slightly makes him keep a firm hold on you.

“Fucking stay, want you to fucking choke on me.”

Bakugou’s hips pull back once and he thrusts himself again into your mouth, making you cry a little. As mean as he can be sometimes, he shows you just as much mercy when he pulls out of your mouth. You cough again and more drool adds to the small puddle on the floor. He tuts at you, “First the bed and now the floor. Sloppy bitch.”

“Katsu… ki—“ you cough out, sniffling first before whining his name again, “Tsuki… be nice to me!”

“No.”

Again, he pushes his cock into your throat and he brutally fucks your mouth. All you can do is take him, it’s the only thing he’ll allow. He chose you out of everyone else to love and fuck and hold and be mean to. As debauched as the moment is, your heart swells with love and you go all doe eyed looking up at him.

Bakugou sees this and he can’t help but let out a laugh. “Look at you, you all cock drunk now? Should make you happy since you’re such a slut.”

He can speak meanly to you but he’s got just as much infatuation in his eyes. You’re adoringly sweet for him and he’s absolutely weak for you. So he fucks your mouth rougher, fucking that little throat of your and throwing his head back in rapt pleasure. Bakugou’s mouth drops open, a deep groan rumbles from him and his control starts to fray. The high is right there, right at his grasp—

You choke on him, eyes fluttering as his cum floods down your throat. Still Bakugou’s hands hold you firmly, loudly gasping he releases himself. He manages to string along some words together, not a complete sentence but you understand him well enough. “Fuck… baby’s… goddamn good!”

Bakugou’s hold loosens and you withdraw slowly after being sure that he’s completely spent. Like the good girlfriend you are, you help in cleaning up, licking your tongue along his still hard but sensitive cock. You go back and suck on him, reveling in how he hisses above you, smiling as his cock twitches in your mouth.

“Princess… don’t fuckin’ have any more for you right now.”

You hum in acknowledgment, bobbing your head up and down for a few more seconds before you pull off. You slowly drag your licks along his cock in one last, drawn out suck. Bakugou groans loudly, his eyes rolling back for a few seconds and gasping when your warm mouth leaves him. He peers down at you, still so sweet for him as you stick your tongue out.

Just as promised, you didn’t spill a drop.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou katsuki x reader

[tonteenyton]

Telling them that they are short/small

A/N: this is my first reaction post, please be kind🧎🙏. I’m posting this after a long nap so if there are errors pardon me. I also love this pic :>

Shotaro:

You had been sitting next to the sleepy man for a few hours now. His body spread out on the soft rug as he played with the loose threads. Looking over at his limp body, you realized how small your boyfriend looked. Standing up, he was taller but on the ground he was as small as you.

“Taro- you’re so tiny-“ the words had slipped out of your mouth. “I mean- I would put you in my pocket.”

“Really? I wish I could fit. I want to go with you wherever.” He looked up at you with his big eyes and a sleepy smile.

Good thing he found you adorable or else he would have squared up. Though, he did like that you found him adorable enough to call the man of his size tiny.

Eunseok:

Boy was he hurt. You had only told him, “baby- you look so small.” You had only said it as a compliment. You found his appearance adorable.

Eunseok was dressed in fluffy pajamas and wore a Cookie Monster headband. How could you not call him small and adorable. He was so soft looking with flushed cheeks and a dopey grin.

“Small? I’m taller than you. I’m taller than most people.”

“I- didn’t mean it like that.”

“I’ll show you how big I am.” Eunseok stumbled onto his two feet and stood up like Superman. He puffed his chest out and sang the theme song. “Look!” He had a stupid smirk on his face as he stood on the tips of his toes.

“Yeah…yeah…I get it. You’re not small.”

Sungchan:

Here you were, underneath Sungchan as he has you pinned against the wall. The pencil above your head marked your height. Making sure to get an accurate measurement, he erased it a few times before he was satisfied.

“Really Channie?” You squirmed out of his grip and looked at the great difference. “I only called you small as a joke.”

“Well- do I need to remind you that I’m the tallest person you know?”

“Actually-my ex was-“

“Do I have to measure my dick next?”

Wonbin:

“I could never be with someone below 6 feet. Like they would be so short.”

Sitting on the couch, Wonbin had his head buried in your neck while listening to you go on about your friend’s boyfriend. He had been attentively listening until you insulted him. “Huh?”

“It’s an ick Binnie.”

“I’m an ick?” He looked at you with his big round eyes and tight lips. “I’m not 6 feet.”

“That doesn’t matter.” Wrapping your arms around him, you rubbed his back. “You can still reach the plates.”

“You’re confusing me…”

“No I’m not.” You peppered his cheeks with kisses. “You’re prefect the way you are. We fit perfectly.” You patted his butt, reassuring him.

The perfect image, Wonbin on your lap as he buried his flustered face in your neck. You underneath him, almost buried underneath his broad frame. This image was the perfect one. Your small boyfriend fit perfectly.

Seunghan:

“You’re so small~”you held onto the flimsy photo as you adored him. Swooning over the adorable toddler in the photo, you suddenly felt a shiver run down your spine.

“I’m not small…”Seunghan glared at you with pouty lips. He looked exactly like the photo, sending you into orbit. His adorable cheeks and downward lips ate you alive.

“But you are-“ You squished his cheeks and suppressed a giggle. “You’re still a baby.”

“That you made out with a few minutes ago.” Seunghan turned his head around, gently bitting your finger.

“Don’t say that.” You smacked his arms before pushing him away. “I just want to put tiny you in my pocket forever.”

“Whatever, I’m not small.”

“Sure you aren’t Seungie.” You gave his butt a firm pat. “Small boy.”

Sohee (MY BOY):

Sohee was the sweetest yet goofiest man you had ever met. You had seen a few tik tok videos where girls were calling their boyfriends short. The thing was, he wasn’t short, just shorter than his members and he was around his members a lot.

“Sohee? Baby?” You looked around for your boyfriend, lifting covers up and looking underneath furniture. By no means was he “small” but he was small enough to hide in places.

Exhausted from all the searching, you fell onto the couch, only to hit something. To your surprise a little groan came from behind the mountain of pillows.

“Sohee?!”

“Mhm?” His head poked out of the mountain with a dopey grin and sleepy eyes. “Hi~”

“I was looking everywhere for you! My small boyfriend~” You stood up before jumping onto the pillows.

Sohee let out a gasp of air and wrapped his arms around you. “Hi, other small baby~” His warm body enveloped yours and trapped you. “Sleep-“

Anton:

“Am I intimidating?”

“Intimidating in a beautiful way? yes.” You mixed the bowl of bibimbap, trying to enjoy your dinner in peace when you were bombarded with several questions. “Why?”

“No- like scary?” Anton stared at his reflection on his phone and tried to make a mean scowl. He scrunched his adorable nose and tried squinting his eyes.

“You look like a small Maltese.” Mixing the bowl, you were going to take a bite when you were suddenly knocked down by tremendous force. “Ow!”

On top of you was a sulky Anton who was whining like a big baby. “I’m not someone’s dumb dog.”

“That hurt!” You smacked his back, trying to get up. However, the more you resisted, the more he whined. “Anton, you’re acting like a little baby.”

“I don’t need you to protect me-“

“Ok ok. If I give you a bite will you get off?”

“Yeah, for sure.”

“Bark first you small-.”

#riize reactions #riize x reader #riize #riize wonbin #riize sungchan #riize shotaro #riize seunghan #riize sohee #riize eunseok #riize anton #riize imagines #riize fluff

[imthesilliestspider]

kitty!minho giving chan lessons ♱.

warnings: minhas kinda mean, chokehold, cunnilingus, unprotected sex (nonono!), hybrid stuff, kitty!reader, kitty!minho, human!chan, breeding, cum eating

a/n: hope you enjoy, and I hope this makes up for me being gone for so long . inspo here!

chan never knew how to deal with your heats, you were such a insatiable little kitty and he was just a human.

he thought he knew how to take care of your horny little spurts and heats, but it was so difficult to satisfy you and stop you from springing onto his cock every chance you got.

so eventually he talked to his friend, who might know what to do with you. he had a similar anatomy to you, so he must be of some help.

kitty! minho.

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"say the word and this stops, okay baby?" chan cooed to you, petting your kitty ears. your eager nods made him giggle, looking to minho.

"are you sure you're alright with doing this?" chan checked on minho as well. minhos nod made chan nod aswell in affirmation. he moved back to the headrest of your bed, sitting down and watching.

minho approached you like you were prey, a low hungry look in his eyes. when you slightly squirmed away, he pounced. kissing and grabbing you, it was hardly a kiss, more of a attack. teeth biting, tongue, and his hands harshly groping you through chans shirt you were wearing.

after a bit of wrestling, he had you were he wanted you. bent over, your face buried into the sheets, and a pillow tucked under your hips. it propped you up nicely for him, your ass on display. he took his time with you, caressing your ass gently, chans shirt now pushed up and out of the way.

before you knew it, you felt a hard smack hit your ass. then another, then another.

"bad kitty, always giving chan trouble, hm?" minho cooed, his voice full of sarcasm and mocking. he rubbed your eager little hole, spreading your slick all over your messy cunt.

another smack hit your ass when you shook your head at his words, denying the obvious truth. you could hear some shuffling, you couldn't see, but it was easy to guess that it was minho getting undressed. your suspicion was confirmed after you felt his tip rubbing through your folds and soaking itself in your slick.

"such a dirty kitty, so eager to have a cock in her, so cute.." minho laughed, teasing you. he pushed into your tight hole, moaning loudly at your feel. he gave you a minute to adjust to his size before he started thrusting into you. his hand went to grip the base of your tail, using it to anchor your body back onto his dick.

it was all so overwhelming, the feel of your tail being tugged, and the feeling of his dick slamming into your achy hole. moans started flowing from your mouth like always, high pitched whines and sobs leaving your throat. chan was so astonished, he didn't know tugging on your tail had such a effect on you.

your head was tugged up from the blanket, forced to stare into chans eyes as minho ruined your pussy. "look at him slut, look at him as i ruin you." minho smirked, showing chan how to deal with your heats.

no matter how you kicked and cried and whined, minho wasn't giving in. normally, one look to chan would have him swooning and petting your head, calling you his pretty kitty. but no. not with minho. he was going to hold you to your punishments and make you take them like a good girl.

his hand left your tail and found its way under the pillow and between your thighs, starting to twitch and play with your clit. the noises you were making rushed to chans dick so quickly. he was already hard but now he was throbbing.

"see chan, this is what you have to do-- ngh--.. can't be gentle with whores like this." he laughed, fucking into your cunt harder now, chasing his own high.

he felt as you got tighter around him, and figured you'd be getting close. he smiled and chan and got even faster, ruining your poor pussy.

"want me to cum in you? huh slut? yeah? gonna cum in you.. make chan lick it out of you.." he moaned and hissed under his breath, his words not being as coherent. his words threw you over the edge, your body shaking as you came with a quiet shriek, moans leaving you effortlessly. minho followed soon after, slamming into you and burying his cum deeply inside.

he pulled out soon after, the rest of his cum landing on your ass. he gave it one more smack before turning you on your back, smiling down at your fucked out face. he beckoned chan over, looking at your red cunt. chan immediately got up, joining minho in-between your legs. minho moved away, hoisting you up so your upper body and head is resting against him.

"chan, get to it, don't keep your kitty waiting." minho laughed, peering down at chan.

chan shot minho a glare, moving down closer to your pussy. minho got impatient, grabbing a fistful of his hair and burying his face into your poor, sore cunt.

minho held your legs still as you screamed, squealed, and squirmed around, nipping at your neck and tugging your kitty ears when you annoyed him.

chans tongue ravaged you. minho controlling him like a puppet, shoving his face into you. his tongue curled into your pussy, licking up what remained of minhos cum. but before you could cum again, minho tugged chan away by his hair.

you kicked and cried at the loss of orgasm. and chan looked like he might cry too.

"let me finish her off-- she's my fucking girl." chan angrily whispered, shoving minhos hand away from his hair and shoving his face into your pussy. a squeal of pleasure left you and your head tossed itself back against minhos shoulder.

minho wasn't having that though. he wrapped his arm around your throat, you now being in a chokehold. his other hand went to your kitty ears, grabbing one and forcing you to watch chan ruin you.

your stomach tightened and tightened and it felt weird.. different then usual. "w-wait-- feels weird-- 'm gonna..' your voice left your throat in a little squeak. minho held you tighter, and chans hands found your thighs and he buried his face deeper into your cunt.

then that pressing in your stomach snapped, and you came harder then you ever have before. the pressure of your ears being yanked, feeling minhos hard on press against your back, chan ravishing your pussy, and his hands holding you tightly as you kicked and screamed. you squirted all over the bottom half of his face, and he licked it all up. your eyes shut moments after, so sleepy now and overwhelmed.

you woke up in a clean pair of pajamas, wrapped up in blankets and chan beside you. "hi princess." chan smiled, grabbing a water bottle and pressing it to your lips, making you drink.

now chan knew how to deal with your heats!

#skz minho #lee minho smut #minho hard thoughts #minho #chan smut #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz #skz imagines #stray kids minho #stray kids #bang chan smut #bang chan #christopher bang #straykids bang chan #skz x reader #straykids x reader #nora speaks💗 #bang chan hard thoughts

[supermarketbae]

Mine- Billy Hargrove smut 18+

I’m on a road trip so yk I have actual time and as promised I’m actually posting smth ( not formatted ofc 🙄 who do you think I am? Someone responsible? I think not 🫡) warnings: smut, p in v, fem reader, dacryphilia degradation, praise, choking, breeding if ya squint, slight size kink

I think that’s it…

“B-billy~” you moan as your boyfriend spreads your legs wider fucking into you from below. A nip to your collarbone and a short growl was your only reply. “Fuckkkk” you whine when Billy brings his hand up to your throat and squeezes gently “you still with me darlin’” he drawls placing a sloppy kiss to your shoulder.

“Baby please- feels so good” Billy smirks as you whimper “awh is my little cumslut gone dumb already?” You clench at his words nodding your head vigorously as he pounds into you. “Fucking hell baby-ah-so tight” Billy moans quietly “doin so well~ takin’ this dick so well.” You swoon gently at his words bouncing harder into his cock. “I-ah-I can’t Billy-feels too good-please-I” your moans come out warbled and incoherent but he understands.

Billy grabs your hips moving them as he bucks up into you. “I know baby, I know.” you whimper softly as Billy tilts your chin up pressing a kiss onto your parted lips. “So pretty” Billy murmurs to your reeling form watching as your cheeks blaze a darker pink. His eyes trail slowly down your figure relishing your shaking form that’s hotly pressed to him. “Gonna fuckin’ break you sweetheart,” “fuckin ruin you. All mine-oh fuckkk” you moan at his admission which spurs Billy on further “you’d like that huh? Being mine-fuck just mine-ah my good girl yeah” Billy whimpers. Your eyes widen as you shake your head “yes-hell yes-all yours-j-just yours!” You mewl as Billy toys small circles into your clit.

“Billy need to cum~” you moan loudly eyes teary “can’t even wait can you slut?” Billy groans as you tighten at his words “moanin’ like a bitch in heat baby-oh hell” you let out another drawn out mewl soft, wet tears travelling down your face. “Fucking hell are you crying baby?” Billy moans at your fucked out expression, “Feels too good!” You cry out louder breath hitching “Billy-ah-you’re so big” you stutter. “I know you can take it sweetheart-I’m so fucking close-ah- you can take it” Billy grunts thrusting into you faster and more sporadically. You cling to him in a feeble attempt to anchor yourself to something as Billy groans out “cum for me darlin”

You mewl out a final cry of his name as your pleasure spirals out of control and your orgasm washes over you feeling his cum fill you to the brim. Billy holds your squirming figure as you try to wiggle away and gently fucks you through your high slowing only when your thighs start to shake out of overstimulation and your whimpering into his neck.

“All fucking mine” Billy whispers against your lips

#billy hargove x reader #stranger things billy hargrove #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargove smut #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x female!reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove my love #billy x you #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #billy stranger things

[chrollohearttags]

stretch you out • jean kirschtein

the fact I’ve never written about jean over here..is insane! but I’m just imagining him with a size kink, trying to prep you to take his dick and I 😵‍💫

themes: black!fem reader (thick descriptors), established relationship, choking, fingering, spit play, lots of praise, him talking you through the nut (cause he’s a lover boy fr) 🥴, .2 seconds of aggression, daddy’s used a couple times, hair pulling, creampie, squirting

you knew he’d be a problem the day you met him…that there was something special about that fine ass boy with the dirty blonde hair always stealing glances of you from afar in the classroom. He had a certain charm; one that you rarely saw around your college campus from a lot of these dudes. kind, sweet, laid back but still popular all the same and a true gentlemen in every essence of the word.

jean kirschtein: played on the soccer team, pledged to a frat and even worked at the local coffee shop. Which is where your paths first came to cross. During a crunch for midterms and in the midst of pulling an all nighter, you decided to pay a little visit to this cafe, hoping for a little liquid boost of energy to get through this hellish study session. He was friendly, took your order and even brought it over so you didn’t have to interrupt your concentration. Such a sweetheart and it set the tone for how the rest of your relationship would develop..

“(y/n) was it? Now I can finally put a name to that pretty face. It’s nice to formally meet you.” The first true words he spoke to you outside of your order he had just taken. With only one sentence, he had you swooning..swayed by his words and his actions even more. Offering to walk you back to your dorm once he closed up for the evening as it had gotten late.

so naturally, it came as no surprise when only six months would pass before he’d end up making you his. Smooth talking his way into your heart and did it work. Bagging that beautiful, quiet girl that always wore the wired rim glasses, dressing so cutely like a quintessential school girl in those little skirts and crop tops that made your ass and tits sit up so amply and your thighs look godly. (those were his favorites). Or even on your casual days, with your hair wrapped up in a headscarf and a sundress on that perfect body; mocha brown skin just glistening in the sunlight. That plump backside bouncing with each step. It drove him crazy sometimes how fine his woman was. They could have their stick figure cheerleaders or sorority girls, everything he needed was right here. He loved a girl that had more to grab.

which explained why he was over in your dorm at damn near midnight, laid up in your bed..pressed skin to skin with a hand around your throat. His gold wristwatch grazing your jugular as he held you close. The stubble of his beard grazing the side of your face as he fed you kisses. The opposite hand? Sank two fingers deep into your soaking heat. Legs spread wide and one even draped across his left hip as he lie on his right one, moving those digits in and out..your perky tits sitting upright as he pulled them out of that tank top and sucked on the nipples..leaving you a pathetic, panting mess..

“Jeannn…I’m gonna come, baby..” (y/n) cried out but he’d only soothe your cries with gentle kisses to your cheek and temple. “Shhh..not yet, princess. You’re not ready. I’ll let you know when to let it out, okay?” cooing so sweetly; you couldn’t think of a time when he didn’t handle you gently. But tonight, he required a little more care, as it had been some time since the two of you last made love. An entire month and a half to be exact. With sports and clubs taking up all of his time and scholastic meetings stealing yours away, it was hard to get together. But he cleared his schedule just to have you and he wanted to make it unforgettable.

up and down, you’d glide on his perfectly manicured hands, taking them to the knuckled hilt as he pushed them back and forth. Your silky cream slathered all over it and his palm but he loved the mess. Especially the slight trail of drool spilling from between your plump, gloss stained lips that he’d swipe up to lube your already dripping sex. Eyes glazed over in a haze of ecstasy from being finger-fucked. He loved seeing you go completely dumb like this. It wasn’t meant to torture you..honestly. But he had to be certain you could handle his cock after all those weeks had passed. The last thing he wanted was to ever cause his baby any pain so he’d take all steps necessary. Even if it meant stimulating you to the point of tears..

“I know you want this dick, sweetheart. I know you want me to fuck you but this little pussy’s so tight..she’s closed up on me and I don’t want to hurt you. So can you wait for me, hmm? Can you let daddy stretch it out for just a little bit longer?” sweet talking with his thumb sliding over your clit. when he put it like that, he could get whatever the hell he wanted! So you’d just keep moaning, rolling your hips to meet his thrusting and even pulled him into a kiss to muffle the sounds.

he wasn’t exaggerating though..his shit was indeed big. Thick and curvy but long in length; pushing every bit of nine inches. You recalled the very first time you two had sex and he couldn’t fit it past the tip. Squirming and shaking, trying to take the dick but to him, training you for it was half the fun. Sometimes making you wear controller vibrators as you walked around campus, instructing you over FaceTime what to do with your dildo as he stroked himself in the camera..just so he could have you creaming on him later. Patience was a virtue with this man and he’d take all the time necessary to ensure that you were ready to live in his skin when he finished.

but with your smaller hand grasping for his sheathed member, shielded behind those grey sweats, he knew he better had hurried up. Placing a gentle peck to your temple once more, Jean just chuckled and sped up those movements. It was only a matter of time before you soaked your own bedsheets and he wanted to feel that for himself so he’d move those lips over to your ear, whispering so sweetly.. “pull it out for me, baby..”

urging you to stroke it in your palm once you did. It was already standing at attention with only being semi-hard..so once you began to massage it, that precum seeped out and it grew larger. Feeling you clamp down on his fingers, spasming for more to fill that needy hole, he’d tug the digits out, placing them between your lips to be sucked clean. With pitiful tears streaming down your face, Jean made certain you felt at ease before he went any further. “Good girl..so pretty sucking on these fingers.” Doting on his beautiful little slut as he tapped that tip against the opening of your slit. He’d readjust so that he was in position to fuck you from the side.

stirring up that sticky mess and smacking noises in the process. Even laying it flat across your tummy so you could get a visual of how deep he’d be. “God, it’s been too long, baby. I can’t wait to give you this dick…it’s gonna feel so fucking good.” Bringing that hand on your throat to the back of your neck, he’d make certain that you could see every bit of his movements; tilting your head downward “Now..I’m gonna start putting it in. You let me know if it’s too much, okay?” His message received loud and clear..and like that, he’d start easing it in, slowly puncturing that entrance with his cock head.

in all honesty, you weren’t much in the mood to be teased after waiting so long but the foreplay was just what you needed because he slid it in as if it were nothing. It was only when he reached the halfway mark, did (y/n)’s toes begin to curl and you’d clutch his tattooed forearm. “What’s wrong, mama? Are you alright?…can I keep moving?”

trembling, you’d nod your head, assuring that you were just fine..that he just felt so fucking good. “Mmhm, I’m fine..” With that, he’d proceed and keep pushing until seven and a half inches filled your throbbing cunt; splitting those plump pussy lips open to press through those walls.

“Fuuuck..right there.” The words leaving both of your mouths simultaneously, a sign of just how incredible it felt. Tight as you were warm and slippery, the initial sensation was reminiscent of the first time. Reminding of how you made him feel like a new man every time he was in it. And you, quivering and chewing that lower lip, longing for him to start moving. But first, you’d find your hand moved to the center of your belly; your coffin shaped acrylics and charm bracelet resting on your skin as a placeholder of sorts for him. “Hold that there for me, m’kay?” smirking before he marked your temple with another kiss. An indicator of what was to come. Seconds later, he’d begin moving..

in and out, he’d start with slow and gentle pace..just trying to get his feel and gain a rhythm. Soft popping sounds, followed by squishing rang out and you’d look over to see Jean’s eyes closed with his head tilted back. Whatever you were doing to him, it was like bliss. Being inside of you was every bit of heaven..and he never wanted to go this long without it. Meanwhile, he’d bring his cupped hand back around your throat and thrust up into you at a steady pace..

“Just like that, baby..oh, you feel so amazing.” crying out and declaring as he got deeper. Shoving that large, pale hued cock through those tight walls. It’s making him harder to watch that wetness glisten on his tip and shaft and those pretty pink folds grip him with each movement. Pretty soon, he’ll be touching the inner corner of your cervix and prompting you to squirt if he’s not careful! But that’s exactly what he’s hoping for when he grasps you by the top of your head and tugs it downward. He wants you to see just what he’s capable of..and trust, you’re feeling it when those deep strokes had reached full force. Making the bed and your legs shake in the process.

“Look down, baby..look how good you’re taking this fucking dick..got me putting it in your stomach and shit. Don’t ever keep it away from me this long, you hear me?!” The slightest hint of aggression beaming through as he clutched your wrapped up butterfly locs underneath the silk material of your bonnet. With your hand pressed to your lower abdomen, you could see and feel that hard on trying to come through your skin. Flesh colliding in a loud, thunderous clap. A sure fire sign that he was fucking the hell out of you.

but he needed his own vindication..from your own admission that it felt incredible. “Yes daddy, I promise! Just don’t stop..” single tears falling from each of your eyes in pure pleasure of what he was doing to you. With him bulging through your tummy and you clamping down so fiercely, there was only one inevitable ending: you making a mess and that was apparent by the tiny spurts and splashing against his base. He could tell that you were incredibly close, only mere minutes..if that, away from a climax. You needed to come and quite frankly, so did he.

both of you would burst at any minute so Jean would dial it back with gentler strokes and even softer kisses, preparing to get you to your peak. “Don’t worry, we’re gonna come together..just listen to me and I’ll make sure you get there..that alright with you?..” hanging on his every whim and word, waiting for the moment that you could finally release as one. His voice sounding like sex within itself. Turned you on every time..

but you’d give him a reassuring nod and like that, he’d start taking you through the last stride. Peppering your jawline and cheek with sloppy pecks, Jean began whispering sweet nothings into your ear. Telling you how good you had been and he was so proud of you for opening up so nicely. He was constantly doting and giving you encouragement to keep going. Because before long, you were going to let it out for him and vice versa. “M’baby ready to come? Ready to make a mess on this dick? How about take my nut..you want it?”

questioning rhetorically in the sweetest, high pitched tone and seconds later, you felt that thumb pressing to your clit and rolling around to create friction. Equally at his limit, his thrusts became sporadic and he could no longer stay in it consistently. “Oh yessss, that’s it..right there. Hold it and when I tell you, come for me, okay?”

and before you could take another deep, hard stroke, he’d grit his teeth and urge you on with that rapid rubbing before grimacing in your ear to let go. And you did disappoint! Flailing about, (y/n) cried to the top of your lungs, grasping the sheets, his arm and anything you could find as his coated cock was forcefully pushed out by a heavy stream of squirt; coaxed out by the light taps against your cunt. That was a sight that would never get old.. “good girl…squirting on my dick, making a mess. That’s what I need..”

but even after that little display of waterworks, your hole still spasming in response..Jean filled it to the brim once more once he was done aiding you, in hopes to release his own load. Placing his palm back on your stomach, he’d hold you in place, pinning you to the mattress so that he could stuff you with his cum. It was the last bit of energy he had left and you obviously couldn’t take anymore so with it, he’d pump profusely until you heard his breath catch..eyes widening and a loud gasp follow. Suddenly, your womb began to feel warm and full..

“OHHH! Take it, take this nut, baby. Take it all from meee.” That needy and vulnerable cry struggling from the back of his throat whilst he spilled every single drop of his seed into that beautiful body of yours. Neither of you were of coherent mind; just trapped in the glory that was afterglow and reveling in it. A cloud you didn’t want to come down from..

as you did though, he’d slowly pull out, dragging strings of semen along with him and pulling your frame even closer to his than it was. Meeting for a loving, passionate and lengthy kiss, your tongue collided and danced in harmony as magic had been made in that room tonight. Your hot, sweat slicker bodies finally feel the cool air and lying in one another’s arms for warmth. He’d flip you over to cradle yourself in his grasp and nuzzle your face into his neck.

“I love you, (y/n). Don’t forget that, no matter how much time has passed.” affirming with a peck to your forehead. And you’d do the same, leaving a trail of them on his neck, just enjoying the feeling of being embraced by your baby yet again..hoping it didn’t end anytime soon.

“I love you too, baby. Always..”

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[mousydentist]

KPTS fics under 10k that changed my brain chemistry

PART 1: KimChay

Inspired by @the-cookie-of-doom making a fic rec list, cause i was like hey! i like fics too! so here's a bunch of <10k word fics that altered the course of my life. i'm gonna do a few parts, so this first one is just kimchay. i tried to tag all the authors on tumblr but there was a couple i was unsure of so please lmk if they have an account for me to tag! (or if i fucked up any of the links cause you know tumblr was fighting me) <3 without further ado, and in no particular order:

Your last lie by saturnscoded @saturnscode (8182 words)

Not Rated. Creator chose not to use archive warnings. Summary:

In which Porchay's boyfriend cheats on him with Kimhan and he decides to take revenge. Or Things get out of control and Chay doesn't know how to stop.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu- this fic oh my god i love this fic. GO READ THIS FIC RIGHT NOW. yknow when people are like "would you rather have a fic with amazing plot or amazing writing" GUESS WHAT BESTIE THIS ONES BOTH. GO READ IT.

Ringing Endorsements by bisexualbard @bisexualbard-writes (2556 words)

Rated G. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Kim is not impulsive. Kim is a planner, a plotter, a researcher, and generally considers all angles of an action before he makes a move. Chay has always been the exception to his rules though, which is why he’s not even surprised at himself when he walks out of the jewelry shop with an engagement ring barely a month after they’ve reconciled. The only problem is, he doesn't stop at just one.

i have shed so many tears to this fic. it hits the sappy romantic in me right in the fkn feels GOD it just hurts so good ITS NOT EVEN SAD it's just so good it makes me cry 😭😭😭

podfic available by AirgiPodSLV (AirgiodSLV) @airgiodslv!!! welcome to tumblr fdjsjd

heaven is a place (here, on your floor) by booksnchocolate @booksnchocolate (7020 words)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

They're going to have sex. Eventually. They're going to take their clothes off and Chay is going to explore all of Kim's glorious, glorious body with his hands and mouth and – whew, he's going to need a cold shower. There's just one problem. It’s not a big deal, at first.

oh boy. what do i even say about this fic. i think about this fic a lot. like a LOT. it's so incredibly moving and emotional and ugh. just. perfect. no notes. i've cried at this and if i read it again right now i would cry again

Kim's Magic Pussy by imdeadlily @imdeadlily (8096 words)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Kim wakes up and finds his dick is gone. MIA. Vanished. Displaced. Chay has no issues with this.

i'm a die-hard imdeadlily fan. i highly highly recommend everything they've written and this fic, THIS FIC. ITS SOOOO. just. go read it. you have to experience it yourself.

rainbow hanging over your head by IsleofSolitude @emberfaye (4174 words)

Rated T. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Chay is crushing hard on Kim. That's the only reason it takes him awhile to realize kim's brothers are being weird.

this fic is the warm and fuzzy feeling you get when it's winter and you take a big blanket that like 10 times your size and you cuddle with your dog. that's this fic. i love this fic more than at least 90% of all things.

Pillow Talk by Atlas (xx_atlas_xx) @xxatlasxx (1427 words)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Kim finds some time to himself while on tour as Wik, but gets interrupted by a phone call.

FOLLOWING THE TRANS KIM THEME WITH THIS MASTERPIECE. ive screamed all up in atlas' dms ab this fic and there is a REASON it was my most re-read fic of last year. sweet little trans!kim smut that i adore

drape myself with floral light by fern_tdvuh @fern-tdvuh (2080 words)

Rated T. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

"Kim feels like a sunflower – he can't resist basking in Chay's light." How Kim and Chay recognize their love for each other via tattoos, and then share it with the world.

this fiiiIIIIIIIIIIIC GODDDDDDDD. i swoon. i SWOOOOOON over this fic. i simply do not even have the words. this fic hurts my bones, hurts down to my soul. so fucking good. 10/10

Do You Believe in Magic? by disast3rtransp0rt @disast3rtransp0rt (3407 words)

Rated T. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Deadpool continues to breeze past the entire situation, as he usually does when he’s in ‘trouble’. In fact, ‘Pool starts flirting even earlier into their banter than usual. “Did you hear the part where we’re soulmates, Spidey?” “I actively ignored that bit, actually,” Chay outright lies. Like a lying liar whose spandex is on fire. One hand is still on his hip, and he uses the other to gesture between the two of them. “What if we’re platonic soulmates?” “That’s not how the spell works,” Sabrina the Pain in Chay’s Ass speaks up. “We were hoping to summon Death, but–”

THIS FIC EEEEEEEE oh my god this was just so cute my heart simply could not take it. i read this after like, just, such an awful terrible day and it made me smile and god i love it. very special place in my heart for this fic.

i see rain but maybe they're all tears for you by OdeToFics @thestrangeillusion (5459 words)

Rated E. Creator chose not to use archive warnings. Summary:

Chay slumps back down onto the couch, picking up his controller where he'd abandoned it when there was a knock at his door. "Take your clothes off and then come here," he commands with a steady voice without even looking in Kim's direction. When his words are only greeted with silence from where Kim is still standing next to the door he'd just locked, Chay turns around to look at him and raises a challenging eyebrow at him. "W-what?" Kim stutters out and Chay feels a rush of satisfaction in making the always cool and collected Kim Theerapanyakun finally lose his resolve for once. "You said 'anything', did you not?" Chay asks coldly. ~~ Or: Chay wants Kim to be as vulnerable with him as he had always made himself for Kim. He wants to have some control over Kim. He realises too late that he's in way over his head.

OOF this fic hurts so good. post canon kim having emotions, goodness gracious it HITS DIFFERENT. SAD ANGST PORN MY BELOVED. SMANGST IF YOU WILL

The Art of Persuasion by Zoiseaunoir (9226 words)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Porchay really wants to top. Kim needs a little persuasion. ... or does he?

!!!!!! some top tier kimchay communication porn. i read this fic like seven times in the week i first discovered it AND YOU SHOULD TOO

Take Your Time (I Promise Not to Run) by WildelyDawn @wildelydawn (3637 words)

Rated E. Rape/Non-con. Summary:

“Somnophilia,” Kim reads out loud. “A sexual interest in engaging in sexual activity with a sleeping person.” Chay hadn’t said no to any of his desires so far. But this is different. This is taking without asking. It’s wrong. (Or: Kim discovers somnophilia and struggles to keep his desires to himself. Chay's there to guide him through it.)

fOOkin hell this fic, this whole series actually, actually actually everything by dawn but i digress. just like, jaw-dropping plot, beautifully written, and smutty on top of it?? just 10/10 fic overall, absolutely outstanding

podfic available by Princess_Moonlight!!!

paying the price by IsleofSolitude @emberfaye (4133 words, ongoing)

Rated M. Creator chose not to use archive warnings. Summary:

Secure with the knowledge that Kim won’t leave him again, Chay unblocked Kim and pressed the call button. (Alternatively, Chay fucks around and finds out. All magic comes with a price.)

:*) bro. this fic took my emotions and put them in a blender. the first chapter was jaw dropping and had me hooked, and the second chapter picked my jaw off the ground and stapled it back on with no novocain. my heart huuuuurts thinking about this fic /pos

I'd Rather Feel Pain Than Nothing At All by Sweet_William @sweet-william-writes (3108 words)

Rated E. Graphic Violence, Rape/Non-con. Summary:

Chay starts having graphic dreams where Kim attacks him. When he is faced with a real-life volatile Kim killing men in Hum Bar to protect him, he realises they were never nightmares. They were wet dreams. And now he's going to make those dreams a reality, whether Kim wants it or not.

yOWza bonowza this fic is a doozy /pos. author's note says "Because we need more awful kimchay fics <3" and sir you delivered!!!!!! spectacular and gasp-worthy, i couldn't stop thinking about it for like four days after reading it

Technicality by TheCookieOfDoom @the-cookie-of-doom (9136 words, ongoing)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

Kim is an OnlyFans model. Despite taking (literal) monster dildos up his ass on the regular, he is still, technically, a virgin.

now this one is just technically (ha) less than 10k, its 9k and ongoing but goddamnit im counting it because loooOORDD. this has almost all of my favorite tropes wrapped up in 9k of excellent writing and GOD it makes me feral like actually fr feral

K's Puppy Boy by Maenecoon @maenecoon (9944 words, ongoing)

Rated E. No Archive Warnings. Summary:

To be in K’s position, to garner the attention of people who'd pay to see him do more and go further into the depths of depravity. To feel wanted and needed and pleasured all while earning a bit of pocket money. It sounds like a dream. And so Chay's here now, attempting a stream of his own. ー Or, Chay stumbles upon the prettiest camboy. Things go downhill from there.

OK THIS ONES ALSO JUST BARELY 10K BUT LISTEN. holy F LISTEN TO ME. go read this right now. this shit has me blushing and kicking my feet and chewing my arm off and SCREAMING OUT LOUD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT god GOD ITS SO. ok yeah go read it.

#gonna make another one with other pairings sometime in the future #i already have a list of ones to include #pls send me all your <10k fic recs 🛐 #kimchay #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche the series fic #fanfiction #fic recs

[mrsfrankadler]

Who’s at the door?

ransom x reader [?] and jake jensen x reader

A/N: this is a little teaser for a series i MAY or MAY NOT start writing. let me know if you like it. also this was written on my phone so it could be bad 💔

Warnings: none i guess? it's only the first chapter people it's an intro, maybe Jake being sickeningly adorable 🤷🏾‍♀️

Summary: there’s a handsome stranger at the door.. are we even expecting anyone?

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"Okay, so, were both just sitting on his couch and he's giving me this look right,"

"Uh-huh."

"You know, real 'fuck me eyes', right."

"Yeahh.." Jake continues listening, attentively.

"And then, when he opens his mouth to speak, i expect him to come out wit some killer line that would totally make me swoon," You continued, using your hands to paint the picture of just how high your hopes were.

"Mhm."

"And then he just comes out with, 'uhh, so are you gonna suck my dick, orr?'"

Your hands flatly drop to your sides and Jake almost jumps in shock, the utter disgust prominent on his face.

"HUH?"

"Yeah."

"WHAT?"

"YES!"

"I mean, Jay, who even says that." You sigh, giving a disappointed look. "Just so inappropriate." You added, kind of enjoying his dramatic reaction.

He just puts his head in his hands, trying to process why anyone would ever treat a woman — especially not an angel like you — like that. He just can't even comprehend it. He knows that if you ever let him get that close with you, he couldn't even dream of treating you like that.

First of all, he would start out focusing on you, not himself. Softly kissing you all over face and telling you how beautiful and precious you are to him before making his way down to your-

Ring-ring.

You abruptly rose out of your seat with a deer-in-headlights expression on your face. Jake just looked at you confused and suspicious. Who was that?

"Who's that?" He stood up with you, just watching as you practically sprinted upstairs. "Don't worry about it, JJ." He blushed at the nickname, "Just tell him to wait and I'll be right down!" You called down the stairs.

Jake didn't like this. 'Don't worry about it.' What's that supposed to mean? 'Don't worry about it.'

Fuck that, he thought, making his way to the door and peeking through the peephole. On the other side of the door, he saw a tall, seemingly quite built man sporting a brown cable knit sweater.

He looks like an asshole, Jake thought to himself.

Before Jake had the chance to walk away and start worrying about what you and this man were about to run off and do together, the man noticed there was someone on the other side of the door.

"Y/N? Y/N is that you? Come on baby, just let me in." He started knocking again. Jake shuddered at the pet name before opening the door. "It's cold out here-,"

"Oh." The man commented, bluntly looking Jake up and down before pushing past him and taking a seat at the table.

"Oh." Jake imitated, walking over to the kitchen where he had chosen to sit.

There was an awkward silence as the two men subtly sized eachother up.

"Uh, I'm Jake," he started awkwardly out his hand for him to shake before awkwardly shoving it back into his pocket when the guy just glared at it.

"Ransom."

"Oh, cool, nice to meet you." Jake was trying to be polite.

"Yeah." Ransom scoffed. He wasn't making it easy.

The awkward silence returned, while Jake started trying to think of ways to break the ice. However, his mind became occupied by other things. Like where was Ransom taking you at 5:30 in the evening? Why did you seem so nervous when he knocked on the door? Why did you tell him not to worry? Should he be worried? And why'd he call you baby?

You finally pulled him out of his stressful thoughts by announcing that you were ready to go and making your way down the stairs looking possibly the most beautiful he had ever seen you.

"Whaddaya think?" You did a little twirl as the two men in front of you stared in awe. You wore a maroon satin dress that stopped just below your knees, paired with some peep toe kitten heels that had a silver buckle.

Jake just stared at you star-struck as you slowly made your way to the table. "You look beautiful, sugar." Ransom piped up and Jake wanted to throw up in his mouth. Another pet name? "Thank you, Ransom." you cupped his face gently before turning to Jake who was sporting a rather defeated expression.

"Jayy..." You started, softly, "I'm sorry I forgot to mention that I was going out tonight, it was really short notice.. even I forgot!" You explained, earning an offended scoff from Ransom. "I'll be back before you know it, and i'll tell you every detail." You winked at him before turning back to leave with Ransom. Jake just slouched deeper into his seat at the table.

Does he really wanna know every detail?

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YALL TELL ME WHAT YOU THINKKK!!!! part 2 is in my drafts babies 💋

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x you #jake jensen #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x you #knives out #ransom drysdale #chris evans smut #ransom drysdale x reader #x reader #ransom drydale x you #ransom drysdale smut #jake jensen smut #x reader series #poc!reader #woc!reader #black!reader

[thebisexualdogdad]

dick and jason being in love with clark kent’s son

Dick Grayson x Male!reader x Jason Todd

● Dick and Jason fell in love with you the moment Clark introduced you to them

● "this is my son Y/N, he wants to explore the world outside of Metropolis and I trust you two and the rest of the Titans will take good care of him"

● both Dick and Jason nodding and swooning over you "yep absolutely we will Superman sir"

● they know that they both have feelings for you and compete for your attention

● who can cook you a better meal

● who can solve a crime faster

● who can lift more when you are all training together (they forget that you have literal super strength and can lift ten times more than them combined)

● your dad calls all the time to check in on you

● "so are Bruce's kids still hopelessly pining over you?"

● "yep but it's cute, last night we went to the carnival and they were competing to see who could win me more prizes… I now have two life sized teddy bears"

● "that's my boy, working the old Kent charm"

● eventually the others on the team get tired of Dick and Jason acting like fools around you

● "will you guys just get it over with and ask Y/N out already to see which one of you he actually likes"

● Dick and Jason agree to be mature grown ups about this and stay civil no matter which one of them you choose

● they sit you down and tell you that they both have feelings for you

● "yeah I figured that a while ago," you laugh

● Dick "so… which one of us do you like back?"

● "I like both of you"

● Jason "but you have to like one of us more right?"

● "no I like you equally"

● Dick "so… what does that mean?"

● "it's mean I want to be with both of you, we have polyamory on Krypton too you know"

● Dick and Jason look at each other and silently agree

● Jason "it's a date then!"

● it's honestly a good thing that you didn't choose because they absolutely would not have been civil if you picked one of them over the other

#titans imagine #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x male reader #dick grayson x jason todd x reader #dick grayson x jason todd x male reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader #jason todd x male reader #x male reader #headcanons

[girls-alias]

Biker Chick - Dean Winchester P1

Title: Biker Chick - Dean Winchester Part 1

Words: 3,035

Relations: Dean Winchester X Reader

TW: Strong language, sexual hinting, violence.

Third-person POV:

There she is again, like a shadow figure. Appearing when Dean least expects it but it's something he welcomes. Over the last few years, they would coincidentally be in the same places, in the hunter bar, on the same case and if Dean was really lucky, they were in close enough proximity to each other that it wouldn't be weird for him to talk to her.

When Dean first began noticing her, he was suspicious. After a few too many times seeing her, he finally stormed over to her. He assessed her, half-sizing her up. Like usual she was dressed in baggy clothing. He wasn't sure of her size as she always had on baggy combat pants, comfortable and stylish. Her tops were usually thin but oversized jumpers or jackets hid her figure. She noticed him early on. Her tongue pressed to her cheek looking annoyed as she turned her whole body to face him. He hesitated in front of her. Losing his nerve her eyes glared at him. She scoffed slightly, looking him up and down before giving him a bitch face.

"Can I help you with something or are you just going to stand there gawking at me?" She asked forcefully. Her eyebrows raised slightly as she almost grimaced at the sight of him. Dean had never had a reaction like this from a woman. He was used to women falling for him instantly, swooning if his eyes met there's and yet she stood there glaring at him as he was mesmerised.

"I keep seeing you," He started, the nerve to continue leaving him as she chuckled dryly, a lack of humour on her features.

"Lucky for you, unlucky for me," She explained before walking away. To say he was hooked was an understatement.

There was a while before he saw her again, slowly building up a rapport with her. Smiling when he would see her. She would start with scowls and eye rolls but now he's met with suspicious glances, it was surely an improvement in his eyes. He quickly established she was a hunter. The first time he saw her in hunter bar he was too excited to think. He walked straight up to her, somehow expecting her to smile at his presence. That is not how it played out. She didn't even look at him as he approached, she simply punched him in the dick as he got close. He grunted, stumbling back a few feet, holding himself as the air escaped his lungs. Sam had laughed hysterically, bending over, he laughed so hard. He stopped laughing when she glared at him.

"Keep laughing and you're next," She stated simply. He was quick to close his mouth. Dean stumbled back to his feet, attempting to gather the strength to talk to her once again but she slammed her empty glass on the bar top and walked out. Dean followed her out, only now learning she rides a motorbike. Her loose and baggy clothes still hung on her and made him wonder more about her.

Dean should have been scared of her, his instincts should have kicked in at some point and told him to steer clear of her but he was drawn to her. He wasn't sure why. He had seen prettier women, he had no idea what her body was like and she clearly hated him and yet he always stayed hopeful he would see her. Hopeful that one of these times she would see him and greet him, smile at him. He knew it was stupid to hope such obscene things but when she began infecting his dreams he couldn't resist the desires to be around her even if he never got the chance to live out his dreams of touching, kissing, fucking or even seeing her naked. He craved her like he'd never craved anything before.

Dean headed back to the Impala, bag of food in hand as it was his turn to make the trip out of the bunker for food. Dean soon getting lost in his own mind, driving on autopilot as he wondered about the woman who was a complete mystery to him. He often wondered if she was a siren, he thought for the longest time she was an angel but Cas was sure it wasn't her. He'd never seen her but he knew. So the only next logical thing was that she was a siren, a temptress to Dean. It didn't add up as he figured she would have done something to him by now but alas he didn't even know her name.

Dean slammed on the brakes as the car in front of him, halted to a harsh stop. Dean's heart races, his hand instinctively catching the food as it slid forward in the seat, threatening to fall and spill all over the car. Dean was filled with anger, annoyance and most of all confusion as he watched the driver from the car in front of him get out. Looking at Dean in a fury. Dean grabbed his gun, tucking it into the waistband of his pants as he climbed out of the car.

"Are you fucking blind?!" The man shouted angrily as he approached Dean. Dean was confused, quickly wondering what could have happened to make the guy so angry, he wondered if his attention was so much on the mysterious woman that he actually did something wrong. "You fucking idiot, you're going to stand there gawking at me. Are you fucking stupid?" The guy shouted. Dean was stunned slightly. He knew rage and he was seeing it on this man's face. He was about to argue back when a familiar rev caught his attention. A motorbike rider sped past them, Dean's eyes following the rider as he was slightly convinced it was her. Then again, he thought anyone on a bike was her, call it wishful thinking. Dean was brought back to reality when the angry driver shoved Dean, pushing his shoulders roughly to get his attention. "You're not even fucking listening to me!" The guy shouted but Dean sighed. His annoyance grew and his patience ran thin.

"Look, man. You need to calm down. No one got hurt, let's just drive away," Dean tried to de-escalate things but the guy scoffed.

"Drive away?! You nearly crashed into me," He shouted.

"Hey!" A voice shouted, catching their attention. Dean looked to see his mystery woman approaching the man. She still had her helmet on but was taking her gloves off. Dean quickly assessed her outfit. Leather jacket, white top showing above the jacket and black combat pants and boots. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" She asked, venom on her tongue as she asked him the rhetorical question.

"Oh, your girlfriend here to fight your battles," The guy scoffed but she placed an unloved hand on her hip. Dean watched intently, his eyebrows raised in surprise as he figured the baggy clothing made her look a little bigger but her hand bunched the fabric further than he expected.

"Get in your car and drive away or so help me I will break your nose and you'll have to cry to your mommy to come save you from the side of the road." She instructed, she seemed angry but held it to her chest. She has anger issues that fill her with rage some demons even fear and yet stupid humans think they can tame her.

"Okay, sweetheart," The guy scoffed, rolling his eyes and paying her no mind. She smirked beneath her helmet. Strutting over to him and headbutting him with a force that seemed to echo through the open air. Dean gasped, the noise curdling his stomach, he's not squeamish but it was enough to put him off food for a little while.

"No one calls me sweetheart," She boomed before raising her boot and harshly stomping it down on his kneecap. Dean covered his mouth, wincing as the sound was sure to haunt his nightmares. The man's screams and the cracking of bones sent a chill down Dean's spine but she breathed heavily, anger still plaguing her as the man cried on the floor at her feet. "And no one speaks to Dean like that," She shouted down at him as he tried to cower away from her. Dean was shocked, not only did she somehow know his name but she also defended him. Something completely shocking to him as she had only ever said two sentences to him and within those two sentences, she showed no interest in him. He watched her slightly amazed, slightly guarded. He watched as she strutted away, going behind the Impala.

"Wait," He called after her, following her as she climbed back on her bike which she had parked behind him. She kicked the stand up, holding the bike up with her legs as she put her gloves back on. He couldn't see her through the helmet but he figured she wasn't looking at him but she was. He smiled goofily. She let her lips curl at the sides as she knew he couldn't see her. "I have food in the car, it's safe to say I have been put off eating it but do you want it as a thank you?" He asked, a part of him finding any excuse to talk to her.

"I'll follow you," She stated. He was shocked, blinking repeatedly as he expected some backhand remark and for her to leave again.

"Really?" He asked, she chuckled. Something he knew would chase away the sounds from the man that would haunt his nightmares.

"Yeah, I'm hungry," She studied him beneath the mask. She was trying this thing that was new to her. It was called opening up to people. She was always independent and trusted no one but found it to be lonely at times. She would go out, looking for some company that didn't repulse her and after a little too long she realised that Dean was the least stomach-churning option. Although she treated him like she would anyone else, she had a soft spot for him. She had learned his name was Dean when he was in the hunter bar. She had guessed it was his name considering the fake badges she had seen him use many times but it was confirmed in the bar when Ellen had greeted him and his brother Sam.

"Okay, follow me," He instructed but winced realising that she had already said she would. He stammered to cover up his awkwardness but she chuckled before her engine roared to a start. Dean gulped, something about the bike roaring between her legs made him breathless. He had never wanted to be an inanimate object before.

Dean climbed into the Impala, checking his surroundings before swerving around to dodge the injured driver who was still crying on the floor, and his car. Dean's breath quickened as he realised she would be in the bunker with him and Sam and he would have to make conversation. He cleared his throat, trying out a few things he could say but nothing sounded good enough for her ears. He worried instantly if the bunker was clean enough if he was dressed well enough, if his hair looked okay and if he smelled good. Things he normally didn't care about but for her, he worried.

The drive to the bunker wasn't long enough for Dean to build up his confidence. He considered taking a detour to buy himself more time but he knew, even if he had eternity he wouldn't have enough time. He parked up the Impala, growing giddy as he heard her bike coming to a stop. He gathered the bag of food before stepping out of the car. He smiled shyly as he looked to see her kicking down the stand and removing her helmet. He expected her to flick her hair around and to look like she was in slow motion but she simply put the helmet on the handles of the bike and climbed off. He would have been a little disappointed if she didn't already look amazing. She took her gloves off as she approached him, her eyes falling on the doors as he watched her intently.

"So, you finally get me alone and you bring me to a bomb shelter," She chuckled, a slight question in her tone. Dean chuckled, finally peeling his eyes away from her.

"You won't be saying that when you go in," He explained, his voice a little weaker than normal as he feared he was making a fool of himself. Like the bunker would have magically disappeared and become a hole in the ground while he was away just to prove a point and make him look stupid in front of her. She chuckled as she began approaching the doors.

"Whatever you say," She chuckled, her hands coming up to her hair to tie it back out of her face as she descended the stairs. Dean followed, watching closely as he admired her neck from behind, he had never thought a neck could be sexual until hers. She waited at the door, looking at Dean expectantly as her hands were busy pulling the scrunchie over her hair. He didn't hesitate to open the door for her. "Thank you," She sent him a smile as she walked in. He gulped, stunned by her beautiful smile and wondering why she didn't smile more. He also enjoyed the look of her hair tied back, it made her face all the more gorgeous in his eyes.

She walked in, looking over the railing in awe as she admired the large room. "Hey, Dean," Sam called absentmindedly as he hunched over a book at the table.

"Hey, I brought -Uhh," Dean suddenly realised that he still didn't know her name.

"Y/N," She added, following as Dean climbed down the stairs. Sam whipped his head in their direction, his first instinct was fear as he had not had a pleasant encounter with her but with a faint smile, she seemed friendly enough. He eyed her carefully as they approached the table. She chuckled as she slightly relished in the fear in his eyes, something she had grown to like over the decades of being a hunter. She took a seat opposite Sam, figuring he was too worried to have her sit next to him. "I'm not going to hit you in the dick if that's what you're worried about," She chuckled, breaking the tension slightly.

"Sorry, I just thought you didn't like us," Sam explained as Dean began producing the food from the bag. He shared it with Sam and Y/N, the thought of food after the fight he had witnessed only made him queasy.

"I don't like anyone, don't take it personally," She shrugged, opening one of the containers and giving Sam a smile before Dean handed her chopsticks. Sam's eyebrows furrowed slightly but decided not to press on the matter. He too began eating, growing suspicious when Dean took a seat beside him, not indulging in food.

"You're not eating?" Sam questioned but a shiver ran down Dean's spine at the thought.

"Nope." Dean grimaced, Sam's eyebrows knitted together as he observed him.

Dean explained their encounter, the man shouting at him and Y/N turning up to fight his corner. Sam had pushed his food away when Dean described the noises his bones had made when breaking but Y/N laughed. Something the guys were horrified by. "You're so girly," She remarked, happily resuming to eat and not seeing why the boys had stopped. Dean admired Y/N when she finished eating, joining her with laughter as she laughed at a story Sam was telling and he wasn't listening to. Dean was surprised when she took her jacket off, not only because it implied she was staying longer but also because she was wearing a white tank top that hugged her body. Dean's eyebrows raised as he was impressed by the sight.

He had figured she was hiding her body because she was ashamed or embarrassed by it but he couldn't see anything she could possibly be embarrassed by. He gulped, remembering that she could look at him any second and catch him staring as he begged his eyes to look away but struggled. Dean finally joined the conversation when she looked at him expectantly, he seemed to snap out of his trance and for a few hours they all talked as if they were friends. She wasn't very talkative but would prompt them with questions to keep them talking. Dean knew she was cunning as he noticed the leading question she asked Sam. He narrowed his eyes at her, realisation suddenly hitting him that they still didn't know anything about her. She smirked at him, knowing that he had figured it out.

"I'm heading to bed, hopefully, I can sleep away my hunger," Sam joked making her laugh. They said goodnight and Dean was fully aware that for the first time ever he was alone with her. She sighed before she cracked her neck, a yawn escaping her lips before she smiled at him.

"I should get going," She commented, smiling softly as she grabbed her jacket.

"No, you can stay here," Dean shrugged but she chuckled as she rose from her seat. She swirled her jacket around to put it on.

"Thanks for the offer but I'm good," She expressed but Dean stood, his nerve quickly finding him.

"I insist, it's late. You're tired, there's rooms here." Dean began and she seemed to study him. "Come on, it'll be an hour before you get to a motel and by then they might not have rooms, just stay," He tempted, a hopeful smile on his lips. She seemed to ponder it.

"It's not an inconvenience?" She asked, her hands hesitating to do the buttons on her jacket.

"No, there's probably a hundred rooms here," Dean chuckled, she smiled softly as she nodded.

"Just one night," She expressed. Dean grinned knowing he would be around her more. He nodded as she sighed. "Don't make me regret this," She commented as she took her jacket off again.

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[suppose-i-was-worm]

Rules of Engagement

**The last aside I currently have for the arctic siren AU! This is ALLL fluff**

Dick was confused. Jason, his precious little brother, had been acting strange for a few days- searching things on his phone during patrols, checking his personal bank account on the Batcomputer, and generally being shifty.

Now, Dick Grayson knew when to ignore things. He might be a bat, but he’d spent enough time with Young Justice to be emotionally competent like that. Whatever was going on with Jason? Probably shouldn’t just be ignored. He didn’t want another duffel bag incident.

Not that he expected that to happen- it had been almost a year since Jason’s last pit-fueled outburst, and he still hadn’t explained what happened to make them go away. Dick wouldn’t pry- his little wing was happier than he’d ever been, with a steady boyfriend and a fast hold on the crime in Crime Alley.

“What do you want, Dick?”

“Hey Jay! Want to hang out with me today?”

“I… had plans already.”

“Oh. Well, maybe we can hang out tomorrow? Get some bonding time in?”

There was a long pause, and Dick let it happen so that Jason could think about what he wanted to say.

“You could come with me. On my errand.”

Feeling a thrill of triumph, Dick nodded furiously, before remembering he was on the phone.

“Sure! What errand are we running?”

“A shopping trip. Dress nice.”

~~

Dick waited impatiently for Jason to ride up the long drive, motorcycle helmet in hand. He was almost shaking with excitement to hang out with his brother.

Much to his surprise, instead of stalling and waiting for Dick to get on, Jason pulled to the side and parked his motorcycle.

“Hey, little wing! Need something in the manor?”

“In the garage.” Jason wasn’t meeting Dick’s eyes. “We’re taking the BMW.”

Dick followed bemusedly, and they passed and equally bemused Tim on the way. Jason glanced at Tim, then at Dick, and then scowled.

“You can come, Drake, but I’m not taking the Demon Brat.”

“Hey! I had to dress nice, but Tim gets to come in jeans and a t-shirt?”

Jason grinned back at Dick.

“I like him better right now.”

Dick faked a swoon as they walked.

After a short squabble for shotgun- Dick won- the three of them headed out. Dick asked a few questions on the way, but Jason got quieter and quieter the longer they drove. Once he stopped answering, Tim leaned forward.

“Are we going to the Diamond District?”

Dick looked to Jason, who jerked a nod.

“Shopping.”

“For what?”

Jason flushed red as a tomato.

“Engagement ring.”

Tim slapped a hand over Dick’s mouth before he could let out an excited squeal.

~~~

Jason led them to the first jewelry store on the strip, hands in his pockets and looking as nonchalant as he could, still a little heat in his cheeks from his confession in the car.

The chipper store clerk greeted them without batting an eye at Tim’s attire.

“How can I help you today?”

With a smile that he didn’t feel, Jason answered.

“Yes- I’m looking for engagement rings. Do you have anything with blue or green stones?”

The clerk ducked her head in a nod.

“Of course, sir. What size were you needing? We might have the right size in stock for take-home today, or we can resize and you can pick your choice up later!”

Jason knew this next part would be awkward, but with Dick and Tim hovering behind him, he had the courage to pull out the small box in his pocket, and then open it to reveal an onion ring crisp.

“About this size.”

He watched as the clerk visibly struggled to keep from laughing as she took the box from him.

“Let me- ahem. Let me measure that for you, then.”

“Do that.”

Without turning, Jason elbowed Dick, who was snickering quietly behind him. Tim had the grace to at least turn away.

“Shut up. It was the only way I could figure it out without him being suspicious.”

“I didn’t say anything, Jaybird!”

“You thought it real hard.”

~~~

This was surreal. Tim wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, but by the third high-end jewelry store they went to (and no robberies yet!), he figured this was a prank of some kind. Surely Jason didn’t have to pull out the onion loop at every store?

By the glint in Jason’s eye leaving the first store, yes. He did. For fun.

Tim needed more coffee.

Finally, after six stores (how were there so many jewelry stores in Gotham?) and three hours (how were none of the stores robbed in a three hour span?), they found a ring that Jason approved of.

Tim had liked most of the rings they saw, but apparently this one was the one. It was a beautiful ring- a coffin cut blue sandstone framed tastefully by diamonds on a twisting silver band.

It was also prohibitively expensive for anyone who wasn’t filthy rich.

He didn’t know why Jason had snickered when the clerk had described the gem as ‘coffin cut’, but then again, he was tired and wanted to go home.

Don’t get him wrong, Tim was overjoyed that Jason had deemed him worthy of joining in on this trip- it’s just… An excited, emotional Dick is an exhausting Dick.

Their big brother was practically bouncing out of his skin when they left the store, perfectly sized ring in hand.

“Can we go get lunch? Have you planned your proposal? Have you two talked about marriage yet? How do you think he’ll react?”

Jason shrugged, biting down on the onion loop with a satisfying crunch.

“No. Nein. Non. Positively, I hope.”

Dick pouted, and Tim steeled himself to resist the oncoming puppy-dog-eyes. Dick was unfairly good at them.

“C’mon, Jaybird, give us something?”

Jason scowled.

“I let you come get the ring with me. We’re going back to the manor to show Alfred.”

Tim couldn’t help but cut in.

“Not Bruce?”

After a short pause, Jason sighed.

“Maybe Bruce, if Dick stops annoying me.”

Dick mimed zipping his lips shut and then eating the key, which Tim thought was counterintuitive.

~~~

Bruce watched as his second son showed Cass and Duke the ring he’d purchased for Danny. He’d been shown, thankfully, and approved- of both the ring and the intended. Even if he didn’t he would still be happy for Jason.

Danny Nightingale would be a wonderful addition to the family, not just because of his physical resemblance to the rest of his adoptees. He was smart, quick-witted, and willing to stand up for both himself and the people he cared about.

Now, Bruce was a little wary that this was going so fast- the two had only been dating for a little over ten months, but if it made Jaylad happy, then so be it.

He would, however, insist on being the one to give his son away. Maybe he could convince Diana to officiate? Jason would like that. He had always idolized her, even when he was running around in the Robin suit.

Was Bruce jealous? No.

A little.

Jason had pulled out his phone to make a call.

“Hi Aunt Diana! I’m going to ask my boyfriend to marry me!”

Fine, yes. Bruce was wildly jealous. But he got it. Wonder Woman is cooler than Batman.

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[dinozarr]

since you guys wanted surfer!gojo … ¹⁸⁺

𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐑!𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 . . . who you met by tagging along with your good friend shoko to one of her surfer matches down by the bay. when you first met you two didn’t really speak to each other all that much. just a simple greeting and then throughout the day you’d catch him stealing glimpses at you. you thought he was a rather odd guy for his age, his personality representing much of a pre-teen middle schooler that was homeschooled his entire life.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀he was loud. obnoxious. arrogant. all of the above could perfectly describe his attitude. it baffled you how the girls within the audience swooned anytime the big screen flicked to him sitting along his crystalline blue surfboard. yeah, you could admit that he had a nicely toned body; an eight-pack being as prominent along his stomach as a sore thumb would.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀even when you, shoko and the rest of the contestants stayed back at the beach to go night surfing, you found yourself feeling eyes bore in the back of your figure. it was like a weight on your shoulders with each glance that you took; gojo already staring at you from behind.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀his boisterous laugh would shake the entirety of the beach whilst you guys were sitting around a mini bonfire, an eye rolling sigh tumbling from your lips as you whirled your wrist around and watched as the liquid within your solo cup ricocheted inside. it wasn’t that you didn’t like him, he definitely was a fairly attractive guy. you just couldn’t stand loud people. they were the bane of your existence and just overal a knick in your neck.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀however, you’ve always had an interest in surfing, which is why you joined shoko in the first place. and, when she remembered that, she dragged you along with her to gojo’s tent so you both could watch how he waxed his board. he swore it was nothing simple, yet he always won every match they had so there must’ve been something he did to make it different.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀he laughed at how shoko went on a rant about him and his shenanigans, the man turning to you while pointing at the exasperated woman and twirling his finger near his temple. it was the one time someone made you smile throughout the night, and gojo swore he’s never seen anything more beautiful. for the split second that your eyes closed and lip corners curled up, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. not that he hasn’t the entire night.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀yet, what you utterly weren’t expecting was to be bent over the table, on top of satoru’s surfboard. your shorts that you wore to the even pooled around your ankles with your laced underwear already torn off and tossed aside with the clutter he had in the tent. being weak in the knees would’ve been an understatement of a comparison to how you felt. and, despite laying flat against a hard surface, your back somehow seemed to arch due to the jaw-locking pressure satoru had on your waist.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the base of your forearms firmly laid against the surface of the board, your curled fingers desperately clawing at the edge of it like you were trying to peel the paint off. his hip movement not only had your mouth hanging open ajar, but was causing your eyes to roll back with each assiduous curl her gave. one of your hands went to be planting against the flat top of the board, fingertips practically white from how harsh you tried to grip it.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀satoru, nevertheless, had one hand knuckles deep within the crevice of your waist. his finely filed nails delving into your flesh as if he were to let you go, he’d drop you. his opposite hand had scooped your other thigh and slid all the way down to the back of your knee, lifting it to his waist and allowing himself more access as he was balls deep in you. each hip thrust he gave you had his lower abdomen slamming against your ass cheeks and leading you into whimpering moans where you weren’t sure how you two ended up in the position.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀his thick and veiny dick filled you up with ease, the size all too new for you to adjust to. it was unlike any of your ex’es, well, at least your male exes. the blood streams that protruded from the sides grazed along your walls and rubbed your sweet spots deliciously. it didn’t help that his tip rammed into your cervix with each thrust he gave you. never in your life would you have thought you’d enjoy someone so much. it was as if you couldn’t get enough and needed to feel more of him. more than what you already were.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the hem of his white beater was pulled between his silver lined teeth, a snarky grin curling at the corner of his lips. his eyebrows furrowed viciously, as if he were determined to make you cum. which, well, he definitely was. he wanted you all over him. the man hadn’t a clue as to why he was so enthralled with you, why he needed to have you even though he didn’t even meet you twenty four hours ago. all he knew was that he was going to make you cum, whether it was one or more times. he didn’t care.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “s-shit. i’m gonna cum. fucking- hell!” you suppressed yourself from being too loud, lowering your head until your forehead pressed against the board so shoko, or the others didn’t hear you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “fuck! me too, pretty. me too. god, you feel so fucking good” the man praised effortlessly, meaning every word he said; followed by a very vague and soft ‘mhm’ by you.

NOTEZ : el oh el i went a lil overboard guys so take this how you will. i also originally planned to base this around soul surfer with how *SPOILERS* gojo lost his hand in jjk c234 but oh well i’ll write another one sometime in the future ig.

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[kingdaddydaichi]

Need a quick break from writing for Daichi. Let me get this out of my system then I'll go write another 10k words for my King Daddy...

k. bokuto x reader (fem)

nsfw. mdni. size kink.

I just KNOW Bokuto has a size kink! I’ve always hc’d that he likes short girls. And I don’t mean just girls who are shorter than him bc that’s…well pretty much all of them. I’m talking about girls who are like 5’4” or less. The closer to 5’0” the better in his book.

Bo thinks it’s the cutest thing when you tug on shirt and pout up at him when you want to give him a kiss.

His heart swoons when he leans down to kiss you and you stand on your tippy toes bc it shows him that you’re doing your best to meet him halfway.

The first time y’all are at a concert together and Bo can see over everyone’s heads, and he notices you standing on your tip-toes, craning your neck this way and that trying to see over people’s shoulders. Then he squats down so you can sit on his shoulders with the back of his neck between your legs. And when he slowly stands up to give you a better view, your eyes light up and you're like Princess Jasmine when she sings 🎶 IT’S A WHOLE NEW WORRRRLD 🎶 “so THIS is what the world looks like from almost 9 feet up!”

In typical himbo fashion, Bo has been known to scan the area wherever y’all are, looking for you and when he calls your name, you flatly say, “down here, Bo.” And he looks down while the biggest grin graces his sweet face bc he’s just so happy he found you. “Hey, baby! I thought I lost you there for a second!”

When he’s hitting it from behind, it turns Bo on to no end to be able to hunch all the way over you and give you little love bites on the back of your neck. He can kiss you without straining with his arms right next to yours, your fingers interlaced together. It makes his cock throb inside you when you moan in his mouth, his big hands pressing yours into the mattress while he slaps his strong, wet hips against your ass.

Missionary is a little awkward with Bo because your face is level with his chest, but it does provide the perfect opportunity to tease his nipples with your tongue. Mans has the most sensitive nips so when you lick and gently nip at them, Bo's pretty golden eyes roll back while his whole body shudders with pleasure. But he does try his best to kiss you while he's making love to you. You're making him feel so amazing all over, he doesn't even notice the discomfort in his back from forcing his spine to arch into an unnatural position sksskkksss. Then again, his back is pretty damn flexible. Have you seen the way it curves when he goes for a spike? 👁👄👁

Leaves you breathless when he's about to cum bc he throws his weight against you, fucking into you harder. He just doesn't know his own strength? But you don't mind bc the grunts and groans that leave this man's lips when he's about to bust a fat nut inside you give you life, and you swear you don't need to breathe anyway.

Is there anything sexier than making a brick shithouse of a man whimper your name when your orgasm hits and your tight pussy clamps down on his monstrous cock? No. No, there isn't.

Let me tell you, getting railed against the wall by Bo is a religious experience. The way he's effortlessly got your relatively tiny body pinned against the wall with your legs dangling over his forearms? His cock hitting spots that it just won't reach in any other position? His long fingers squishing into the fat of your ass as he guides you up and down all 9 inches of his slippery dick. And you're babbling between whimpers of his name while he presses his forehead to yours and grunts, "I'm so in love with you, baby owl. Always gonna take good care of you and treat you right," the force of his thrusts audible in his needy voice as he desperately tries to fuck all his love into you. He'll have both of you seeing the promised land. 🙏

There. I feel better now. This list is by no means exhaustive, but at least I got some of it off my chest. Thanks for listening.

tagging my fellow bokuhoes: @yuujispinkhair @luvkun4 @briokayama @chaoskrakenuwu @crystal-lilac

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[eldritch-spouse]

Anytime I read works with size kinks they make the guy like 6 ft and the reader so dainty and I'm like... 🙄 can't relate because of my Amazon ass.

But Pinnie, Pinnie, you are making me swoon over your big boys( icons and all). Making me smile like an idiot and kicking back my feet. 😘.

Same. Is six foot something really considered size kink already? Damn💀. I'm a bit vertically challenged but come on dude.

I actually have to really control myself not to make everyone fucking gigantic here. Because my brain goes heeheehoohoo 15 FEET- But then that gets in the way of everything else.

You don't get it, I have more than a size kink, I'm macro/micro, I want to sit on Miara's dick like a princess while she takes a stroll. I am not okay, do send help.

#unrelated⭐️

[conchoronzon]

Hello i have to ask you will you do some cock vore too? And i have to say i love your stories

Hey, thank you so much! ^.^

Cock vore is maybe my favorite so I can definitely write some more of it! I was working on finishing some of my Daddy's Sack Snack series just the other day, actually. Here's a little taste of some of the vore from Gods of Vore: Hades, a gay vore version of the Orpheus myth:

It never crossed Orpheus’s mind to worship Hades’s balls in the way that he would worship Eurydice’s. As such, he did not lick them. He did not suck them into his mouth. He did not moan and whimper and beg for them to release their contents over and inside him. He simply sat there with his lips and nose pressed against them, and he thanked them for all their hard work. He thanked them for their beauty.

Hades was the one to pull away. He lifted the musician’s head and smiled down upon him. Persephone swooned, so rare was it for her husband to smile at all. “They house your Eurydice,” he said.

Orpheus nodded. “I know not how, but so then I shall journey down your cock, O’ Hades, and find myself in your balls so that I might bring him out of your seed.”

Hades and Persephone shared a glance, both with furrowed brows and a tilt of the head. Persephone gave a slight shrug, and Hades raised a brow. He returned his gaze to the musician. This time, when he grinned, it was not sweet. Rather, it was devious. “Very well then,” he said. “You may plunge into my dick.”

Before Orpheus could say another word, Hades snapped his fingers. In an instant, Orpheus’s body shot upwards, rapidly shrinking in on itself until the distance between his feet and the floor looked to him to be the length of an entire city. He started to fall.

The air fell out of his lungs when Hades snatched Orpheus from the air. He was held firm in the god’s hand, and the chill of the god’s flesh settled into his own. He shivered and his heart slowed.

The hand opened, and Orpheus peered down at Hades’s soft yet hardening cock. The god pulled back his tanned foreskin and pinched the sides of his cockhead. The hole in the middle flared open. “Best of travels,” Hades said.

Orpheus, naked now as the god he was about to enter, did not wait for Hades to stuff him inside his member. Instead, he ran across the length of Hades’s open palm. When he got to the edge, Orpheus swan dived down. Perhaps by luck, by fate, or by some manipulation of Hades, Orpheus’s aim was perfect.

His hands plunged into the open piss slit first. Then came the rest of his body. At first, Orpheus fell into the darkness untouched. Quickly though, despite his small size, the walls of the god’s cock pressed against him. The smells of piss and cum mixed together. Mostly though came the smell of that same musk that emanated from Hades’s balls. Perhaps that was a special scent of the sea of souls that awaited Orpheus.

For a bit, even as the walls pressed into him, the force of Orpheus’s fall and the positioning of his body through his dive carried him far. Eventually, though, the tightness around him ceased his momentum, and Orpheus lay upside down and still in Hades’s hard cock. He wiggled and worked his way down. The struggles of his movements pressed his body into the soft walls. Small amounts of liquid leaked out with his movements.

Hades, of course, could have massaged the man down his cock to make things easier. Yet Hades had never experienced someone purposefully entering his cock before, and so he savored it and allowed Orpheus to work his own way through the tubes.

It took Orpheus an entire hour to make his way all the way down Hades’s divine cock. He was soaked then, covered in a mixture of liquids. He’d swallowed several mouthfuls on his way down to quench his thirst. Odd though to admit, the juices of Hades’s cock were a thousand times more delectable than anything the musician had even eaten during his time on Earth.

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The full story can be found here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1429836

And all my cock vore shorts I've published can be found here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/byseries/95167

I'll do my best to make some short captions on here of it too :P

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[haruchuiyo]

Pretty warm feeling

Your boyfriend Ryuguji wants to feel you, are you up for it?

warning: nsfw!

content: big dick!draken, horny!draken, cockwarming, overstimulation, soft and fluffy at the end. petname usage such as: angel and baby.

soft dom!draken x fem sub!reader

reblogs would be very appreciated!

this was pretty fun to write and I hope you enjoy this :3

!NSFW UNDER THE CUT! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

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Ryuguji watches you as you lay chest down on the bed, scrolling on your phone as you swing your legs back and forth. You’re wearing comfortable shorts and a tank top. He looks at your pretty ass that is perked up due to your position. Your thighs, oh how he feels like having your pretty thighs wrapped around his waist as he makes you feel so good, or his head so he can nuzzle his face in-between them.

You feel a familiar larger body slump down on your entire back and you groan at the sudden weight. “Ken, you’re heavy, get your big ass off me.” You say as you still scroll on your phone.

“Angel.” Your man starts off, you hum in response as you still are attentive on your phone. “Can I put my dick in you?” You giggle at his sudden question, you put down your phone and try to turn your head to have a look at him.

“What do you mean by that?” You ask as you are now laying your cheek on the pillow and watching your pretty man.

“I want to feel you around me.” He softly asks as he twirls your hair in his index finger. “Just feeling.” He clarifies before you could say anything else.

“Come here.” You say but speak again. “Get off me first.” You chuckle as he eagerly gets off your back and sits down on the bed.

“Lean back down.” You say as you take off your short. He looks at what you’re doing attentively, as he leans back against the headboard.

“You sure about this?” He asks, his voice soft as he watches you. You nod your head. “Wouldn’t tell you to lean back, would I?” You smile genuinely at him. You take off your panties and when you’re done, you get on top of his crotch. He tugs down the edge of his own shorts and you pull out his already hardened dick. He removes his shirt shortly after and you look up to look at his chest and swoon over it, which makes him chuckle in amusement.

When he sees you look down at his cock once more and the way you softly held it in your hands. “Can you give it a kiss?” His voice seem almost like he is in desperate need of it. You nod your head as you lean your head down and kiss the tip of his cock. You hear his breath hitch and he goes to place his hands on the back of your thighs. Then you steady yourself on your knees as you slowly slide his cock inside of you.

“Feels good, baby.” Ryuguji softly says as he slides his hands up to your ass and softly gives it a squeeze. You could only give him a soft smile as you get adjusted to his big size, he is still not fully inside you but when he is, both of you could only sigh in content. You lean forward on his chest, placing your cheek on his collarbone as you trace random patterns on his chest. You feel him pull his legs up as he could be more comfortable, instead of laying his legs splayed down on the bed.

“Angel, could you lean back on my thighs?” He mumbles close to your ears, his voice sending sensations down your spine. “Yes.” You breath out. Just at the feeling of him still inside you, still does things like when he is thrusting in and out of you. Before you could lean back you feel how he cups your neck and gives you a lingering kiss on your lips, then kisses the corner of your lips down to your jaw and your pulse point.

He pulls his head up and kisses you on the lips again and this time you kiss him back. “I love you.” He mumbles against your lips before he pulls away and you lean back as he places his hands on your hips. As you do, his breath hitches again and he tightens his grip on your hips.

“So pretty.” He mutters as he watches your cunt beautifully sheathe his cock. “I love to see my cock inside you, you take me so well angel.” He says as he rubs circles on your hips. And what he does after, oh my. He adjusts his hips which leads to movement of his cock inside you. A soft moan leaves your lips and he grunts in satisfaction before he softly grins when he sees your frustrated frown. He had after all only said ‘just feeling’. He traces his hands up down the sides of your body before he puts them underneath your tank top. His touch on your skin is phenomenal. Such simple touch is making you feel like your body is on fire. You feel his hands go up and you feel the fingertips of his touch your underboob and you whine at the contact.

“Please, touch me.” You plead as he happily obliges and fully touches your tits, plays with your nipples inbetween his thumb and index finger. You feel his other hand reach down to your cunt and is dangerously close to your clit.

“You’re soaking wet, baby.” He says he touches your clit and you buck your hips in response which leads to yet another movement again. A moan leaves his lips as you softly sob at the contact on your cunt.

“We haven’t done anything, look at you.” He coos at you as he rubs circles on your clit and you grip onto the shits, trying to hold yourself back from moving. He wanted cockwarm you after all.

“Angel, do you want me to move?” And as soon as he says that you hastily groaned out a ‘yes’. And he doesn’t hesitate to turn the both of you around, so you were laying down on your back and he was hovering over you.

“Please just fuck me already, Ken.” A few tears falls cause you feel so overstimulated already cause of him playing around his touches. He hastily removes his shorts and boxers before he goes back to you. You tightly wrap your legs around his waist as you feel him starting to move his hips. The way he reaches inside you makes you dig the heel of your feet into the small his back as you grip onto the bedsheets, moans and cries leaving your mouth. Which is now claimed rightfully by said man who is now plunging into you like a man starved. The kiss is messy, so sloppy but you love it. You cup your hands on his face and kiss him harder if possible. Feeling the familiar feeling inside of you, you tug at his black hair.

“ ‘m coming,” you moan into the kiss. He pulls slightly away, a string of saliva in-between your lips. “Cum with me, angel.” He mutters as he traces your face with his nose, inhales your scent as he keeps thrusting into you. He eagerly inhales you by your neck and when he feels the extra hardened tug on his hair, he knows you’ve come and he does so shortly after. And he leans his body on yours, still supporting himself so not his entire weight is on you.

You breath hard, somewhat not feeling comprehensive of the situation for a few seconds. And when you feel familiar lips place soft kisses up your neck and pecks your lips so many times, you giggle.

“You wanted this, didn’t you.” At your words, he grins at you and playfully kisses your nose. “When do I not want this, hmm?” He states as he goes to kiss you again and you chuckle. This time as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling your stunning man closer to you.

“I love you.” He says into the kiss and you nod. “I know.” You grin at him as he looks absolutely flabbergasted at you. “Not saying it back.”

“Should I?” You pretend to think as he dramatically gasps and goes to smack kisses at your face playfully as you giggle.

“I love you.” You finally say and he throws a fist in the air in triumph and you look at him in amusement.

“And I know you love me.” He says as he turns you around so you were splayed on top of him and he hugs your body close to his as he wraps his legs around your body.

“Gotta pee,” you mumble against his collarbone, when you still feel his dick inside of you.

“Just a little bit more.” He mumbles.

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pee and clean yourself and your partner up after sex, or y’all get sti and we don’t want that, do we ? *hugs*

If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would be so appreciated :3

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