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#this is completely self indulgent
fatuismooches · 8 months
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More Neuvillette thoughts, as requested by people in my inbox.
He is a traditional man, and he wants to court you in the proper way that someone as lovely as you deserve. The only problem is that he isn't actually sure of the way humans do so. Sure, he's seen other people do so, but sometimes it ends up in failure and rejection. And he sure does not want to ever see a dissatisfied look from you directed towards him. So Monsieur Neuvillette will head to the library to borrow a book regarding the principles of courtship. (Everyone is sworn to secrecy if they happen to see. Though the Melusines already know who the lucky person is.) He will genuinely start to worry if you don't show signs of reciprocation or happiness so please indulge him, he's trying his best.
Taking him diving. This doesn't really seem like a Neuvillette thing to do but when he's in love with you I believe he will actually consider your suggestions just to please you even if they seem a bit ridiculous. Why diving specifically you ask? Because he looks like an otter and you also want to show him those cute otters in the ocean to prove it. Even before the romance stage, you are probably Neuvillette's first real friend. No one else has the courage to speak to him as openly as you do. And he does not find it disrespectful, no, he realizes that he quite enjoys it. He doesn't realize how lonely he is without you until a mere day passes without seeing you.
Being besties with Furina. If you manage to catch the attention of the grand Chief Justice, you are sure to get the same treatment from the great Archon herself. You may be nervous at first but if you can deal with Neuvillette you can probably see her confidence isn't all that real and something she uses to hide her fears. Regardless just be her friend because Neuvillette is tired of dealing with her. She confides in and trusts the two of you very much. Furina will also let you in on some secrets of the Chief Justice, don't tell him though.
Expect to be spoiled with riches. I mean he is probably really wealthy and you are his lover so isn't it natural for him to treat you to expensive things? Though if you feel overwhelmed by the sheer amount of Mora that he's spending on you just tell him and he will dial it back a bit (just reassure him that you really do love his gifts because he'll probably be a bit nervous that they're not good enough.)
Taking the Melusines out on dates with you and Neuvillette. Both of you are like parental figures to them. It goes from a table for two or a table for a few. It's really cute to see how they eat with their tiny hands, and see how Neuvillette listens to their stories with the utmost seriousness. They will also ask you the questions Neuvillette wants to ask you so he doesn't have to. Also, gently biting and nomming on his pointy ears. Just do it. He's really confused at first (is this what humans do?) but he won't stop you. Moving onto his horns. They are very smooth but I don't think they're hard. You could move and bend them pretty easily which makes it super hard for the judge to keep a straight face. Give them a little kiss too.
Everyone knows this by now but he is an emotional man who keeps his sadness and solitude to himself. Neuvillette doesn't rely on anyone to cheer him up but as time goes on he realizes even the smallest things you do makes him feel better so nowadays you'll have a visitor outside your house in the pouring rain.
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kanakori · 2 months
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saw these pants by ludovic de saint sernin and i HAD to draw tyler in them for... personal reasons
reference below, warning for bare skin
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shawtuzi · 1 year
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18+/// okay but imagine being ceo!eren’s cute little housewife and you decide to surprise him by baking him his favorite dessert in nothing but a short, tight apron and heels.
now this was honestly way out of your comfort zone but after all the hard work eren does to make sure you’re pampered and happy you had to thank him for all he does—and what better way to do that than give him a little show? you felt nervous, giddy, and horny all wrapped together but the second you heard the familiar jingle of his keys a burst of confidence struck you like lightening. “in the kitchen renny!” you called out to him grabbing a pinch of flour and sprinkling it on your face and very exposed breasts.
eren dropped his keys in the dish near the door before walking to the kitchen, his heart nearly stopping at the sight of you bent over. your pussy was on full display, folds glistening in the light as you looked for a pan to put the homemade strawberry cake batter in like you didn’t have a clue in the world eren was eyefucking you from across the room. “welcome home my love you hungry for something sweet?” you smiled scooping up some of the batter onto your finger to get a taste. you moaned dramatically as the sweetness hit your tongue, trying to fight off your giggles at the sight of eren’s dumbfounded face.
he walked over slowly, the sound of his expensive shoes echoing throughout the room. “yes i am craving something sweet actually but i don’t know if we’re thinking of the same things are we wife?” he chuckled pressing his body against your back. you breath hitched when you felt his hand cup your pussy, his middle and ring finger slipping between your soaked folds. “by all means don’t stop because i’m here,” he smiled pressing featherlight kissed against your neck, “keep going finish what you started.” you knew your husband well enough to know his intentions in this moment were anything but pure, but you listened regardless shakily lifting up the bowl containing the batter to pour it into the pan.
“now the presentation may not come out the best but i- oh! i-it’ll still taste good i p-put a lot of love into it,” you began to fumble over your words when you felt his soft fingers brush against your clit. eren being the annoying tease he was pressed his fingers against your clit but made no movements after that, only adding pressure to his fingers as the seconds went by. you were so needy—so desperate to get any type of affection from your husband you tried to subtly grind your pussy onto his fingers but it worked to no avail and all you got in response was a quick slap to your pussy. “i don’t care how it looks baby i know it’ll taste delicious,” he hummed into your ear gently nibbling on the lobe.
once you put the pan into the oven and cleaned up your mess all under eren’s intense and watchful eye he had you pushed up against the counter once again this time your front facing him. “what am i gonna do with you,” he sighed running his hands down your sides, squeezing at the soft skin of your hips. “cake’ll be done in 20 minutes and you still need to make the icing….but i don’t think i can wait that long to have you,” your brows furrowed at the mischievous glint in his eyes. what is this man thinking about? suddenly eren lifted you onto the counter, spreading your thighs roughly to get a look at your soaked center. his tongue traced over his bottom lip as he watched trickles of your wetness drip onto the counter. “always so fuckin’ messy,” he growled smacking your clit, “wonder what the housekeepers must be thinking when we need our sheets cleaned every other day.”
his taunting words had your cheeks burning in embarrassment and your pussy clenching around nothing. you really didn’t mean to be so messy he just brings it outta you :( without wanting eren shoved two fingers in your cunt, curling them with ease. “flour was a cute touch,” he chuckled licking and sucking at the streaks of flour on your breasts, “love this apron on you too y’should wear it more.” you hummed in agreement, running your fingers through his soft locs as he began to suck on your nipples. “squeezin’ my fingers so good you really are the perfect wife aren’t you?” he cooed tracing his fingers over your lips. you eyed at the wedding band that sat oh so prettily on his ring finger and couldn’t help but wrap your mouth around the digit, swiping your tongue over the cool metal of the ring.
life didn’t feel real in this moment for eren, but then again every intimate moment he shared with you didn’t feel real. he couldn’t believe he bagged a woman as beautiful and caring as you and the fact that you treated him like he was your entire world didn’t help his obsession with you either. with the way you batted your eyelashes so prettily at him whenever you spoke to him to the way you took his dick so nicely like the good girl you were he put a ring on your finger within months.
“y’know you’d look really pretty carrying one of my kids,” the pace of his fingers picked up making it almost impossible to concentrate on what he was saying. all you could muster was a whiny ‘uh huh’ that had eren smirking. “what do you say baby how ‘bout we start trying after you finish baking hm? timers almost up and you still need to make some icing,” he brought this thumb to your clit rubbing tightly little circles that had your eyes crossing. you wrapped your smaller hand around his wrist digging your nails into the skin, “f-fuck the icing ‘n the cake just—just fuck me!” you couldn’t think of anything else besides eren eren eren. the way he was so gorgeous when he was concentrated on your body, the faint smell of his cologne, the mouthwatering view of his bulge straining against his slacks.
just as you reached your earth shattering peak the timer went off but all you could hear was white noise. eren pressed a sweet kiss to your lips before briefly walking away to turn of the timer and take the cake out. he scooped your body off the counter bridal style before walking up to your shared room, tossing your half naked form on the bed. “i hope you know i was serious,” you heard him speak softly, watching as he removed his jacket and loosened his tie. “n’ what’s that?” you smiled untying the strings to your apron. you couldn’t have been happier that eren was finally fulfilling his promise of making you a mother and you were going to make every second of the process count.
“oh you don’t know?” he smirked unbuttoning his dress shirt, your eyes immediately went to his beautifully sculpted abdomen. “i’m afraid i don’t husband,” you giggled pulling his body closer by his belt loop, pressing wet kisses against his stomach. “well wife,” he chuckled unbuckling his belt, “i’m going to fuck you like madman until you place a positive pregnancy test in front of my face.” he yanked his slacks and briefs down, his hard dick slapping against his stomach, “n’ then i’m gonna fuck you some more even when you’re all round and swollen—sound good?” it sounds better than good.
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jentlemahae · 8 months
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MARK LEE IN THE GOLDEN HOUR (230904)
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heartmis · 2 years
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# for science
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sometimes-rendog · 2 months
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day 32, ren & scott, reintroduced!
[transcript] Ren: "Hello! What are you?" Scott: "Fish... You?" Ren: "Rendog!" [end transcript]
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sneaky-eel · 5 months
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junmail · 7 months
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[EPISODE] TXT (투모로우바이투게더) @ 2023 VMAs
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icarus-star · 6 months
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mlm charlie walker hc's!!
(some nsfw sprinkled in, as well as homophobia mentioned once, very lightly)
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charlie had never dated a man (or anyone), or even really thought of it before you. so meeting you for the first time left him VERY conflicted. he had lived his whole life under the impression that he was straight, he had never thought or felt any other way, so why was it different because of you?
but despite that, he didn't try to distance himself or anything like most people would, he actually wanted to be closer. hangout with you more, talk to you more, even just look at you more to try to figure out what draws him to you so much. there's just something about you that he finds so.. enthralling. he did doubt his feelings at one point, thinking that he only thought of you as this really really cool guy he wanted to spend time with.
at some point, he decided to really put some thought into it. he wouldn't mind it, hugging you, kissing you, listening to you talking about whatever you felt like. the other way around, too. soon enough, he began to think about you all the time. even fantasizing about you when he'd touch himself.
once he had finally, truly decided to be honest with himself, he faced his next problem. what if you were straight? what if he read everything all wrong, like the way you'd compliment his hair or taste in movies. were you just being polite? because of this, he decided to (discreetly) ask around. by asking around, i mean stalking you on social media to see if any of your celebrity crushes were men or to see if you had explicitly stated that you liked men.
no matter what he finds, he's clearly not gonna make the first move. so, once you finally do, he's pretty much jumping with excitement (which he does in fact do once he gets home). the whole first date, whatever it is you're doing together, his internally screaming at himself to not fuck up.
but once you finally decide to make it official? a lot of his worries go away. he's more excited then nervous, wondering what this new relationship has in store.
something he found out quickly though? being the little spoon is way better than hugging a pillow all night long and pretending that it's you. especially if you play with his hair and squeeze him nice and tight.
and when he first started liking you, he wondered what his friends would think about it. they all turned out to be way more supportive than he initially thought, except trevor.. you can't tell me that he's not one of the most bigoted people around (no offence to nico tortorella though, i fear him).
anywho, obviously, movie dates!! at a theatre or your home, he doesn't care at all. at home, your nice and snuggled up on the couch with some popcorn, candy, soda or hot chocolate (it depends on the season). he loves being all wrapped up in blankets, hugging onto you while watching classic horror films together. and at some point, you ended up falling asleep with your limbs tangled together and a couple pieces of popcorn scattered on the ground (the bowl got tipped over 💔)
nsfw
now, when it comes to sex, he doesn't know what he's doing. at all. no clue how to suck dick. kind of scared of being penetrated. he would try it once, and definitely wouldn't enjoy it. so he'd prefer fucking you.
help him out with sucking your cock, take it slow with him. he'll figure out his way around it, you both learn how good he is with his tongue. he'd be sucking the tip of your cock, his tongue swirling around it and his big eyes looking up at you. he just wants to make you feel good, and once he gets the hang of it, trust me, he makes you feel good.
also! you go to movie theaters together often, you always get seats in the back. if your sure enough that you wont bother anybody, you, very quietly, give each other hand jobs. not once have you gotten caught. but charlie does really struggle to stay quiet.
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moon-rivr · 22 days
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miguel gets gabriella a dog and meets vet! reader for one of the appointments 🤔
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tiutale · 3 months
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Erestor's voice paused in his recitation of the council meetings that week. Tiny footsteps had entered the room. Glancing over the edge of the bed his smiled softly at the small human child. "Hullo little one."
Glorfindel peered over his mate's shoulder smiling as the dertermined little one began climbing the bed. A stuggle with the book grasped in tiny fingers. "It would seem we have company for the night."
Erestor chuckled reaching down to steady the child as she mad her way up. Crawling to the space between the elves she cuddled up to Glorfindel's side. Holding the book possessively against her chest she looked to Erestor with a brilliant smile.
She had not spoken a word since the refugees had settled in. No one knew of her parents. Not who they were. If they lived. Or who she was. She had aimply been awept uo by the caravan in a burnt out village. No possessions but the rags on her little body.
She had taken to the library instantly. Often hiding there looking at picture books. Not much drew her to much else. But this book had found its way to her heart. She had kept it the moment she had discovered it. Looking at it over and over. Until one evening a restless Erestor decided to read it to her.
Settling it on her lap she opened it to the first page and looked expectantly at both elves. Not able to read yet she had had it read to her by many others. She liked Erestor's best.
Glorfindel passed a glowing smile to his mate giving a nod and cuddling the child a bit closer. He had read it to her himself a few times. Amused by the idea his own tale of heroism and failure brought comfort to one such as this. The pains of his past long soothed he was for the most part glad it helped others in times as these.
Erestor smiled back to Glorfindel offering a mental caress of love and care before leaning over a bit to begin reading the tale. Of Glorfindel and the Balrog.
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strafepanzer · 1 year
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You feel helpless sometimes. It comes and goes, like the waves crashing against sandy shores of your consciousness before receding back into the deep blue ocean of your subconscious.
Lately it's been more helpless than not. You can't figure out what it is, but since the new semester started a few weeks ago, your focus is faltering, organisation dropping off, grades slipping. Confiding in your friends usually helps, but they've got enough on their plates, and hearing things like "it's normal to feel that way" when you feel like you're drowning inside your own head, only makes it worse.
The professor of your history class is droning on about one thing or another while you worry. Ponder. Stress. You're not quite in the right headspace to be here; your morning was full of misplacing important objects, and you forgot to put your wet clothes un the dryer the night before, and you ended up bringing the wrong notebook with you to class.
You left your waterbottle on the kitchen bench, too.
Then your name is called.
Your heart stops. Panic pumps through your veins, running them both freezing cold and boiling hot. You look up at your professor, feel not only his eyes, but those of your peers, and time starts to drag.
"Says here 'historiography is the changing interpretations of the past, rather than studying history itself.'" Comes a voice next to your ear, projecting back to the professor. The blonde boy who sits behind you is leaning into your space, pointing to scribbles in your notepad that definitely do not say anything about the subject. "Why you always picking on the introverts? Your end of year survey is gonna be full of negative feedback, professor." He huffs, falling back into his chair as people murmur around you in agreement.
The professor sends you an apologetic look, and you feel the panic subside, but it doesn't go away completely. While your pulse slows, you still feel exhausted and deflated, like all hopes and dreams for the day are flowing down the drain.
Then a note lands on your desk, something folded into a messy square, torn from a notebook.
You owe me a coffee. You free after class?
- Bakugo
His number is scrawled under his name, and you resist the urge to turn around and ask him if he's joking, fear of being called out in front of the class again a shadow at the back of your brain.
But now you really can't focus, and it's for another reason completely. Bakugo is cute. Cuter than cute, and smart, and popular, and it takes you another whole minute to process this but... he saved your ass.
You try to steal a sneaky glance back at him, only to make eye contact with dark ruby eyes, and he winks.
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fleabagdraws · 6 months
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happy astarion in pretty dresses because i said so
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and this as a gift
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over--and-out · 2 years
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Don't Hesitate
Eddie Munson x Male Reader
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Summary: After an unexpected mistake, you end up spending the night with Eddie.
Warnings: Fluff fluff fluff FLUFF, tooth rotting fluff, tooth rotting in general, Eddie's obsession with m&m's, slightly spicy, small make out session, season 4 spoilers but not really, not really proof read
Note from author: That super sweet ask gave me inspiration to write so I made a completely new fic and got to work. Also, Eddie is adorable.
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Tonight was the night. The start of your most recent Dungeons and Dragons campaign with the one and only Eddie Munson. There was an excited hop to your step and even with the rain pouring down at the dead of midnight, you were more excited than ever. Your shoes sunk down into the mud in front of Eddie's trailer, but you managed to make it to the steps regardless. You could see Eddie's uncle inside, staring at you with furrowed brows. Giving an awkward wave to him was the best you could do with your soaking wet clothes.
You'd met Wayne a few times before, and you got along with him well. He was just rarely home when Eddie had company over.
When you knocked on the door, Wayne opened it and gave you a lookover before turning his head and shouting. "Eddie! Your little friend is over!" You beamed a bit at his words, making sure to take your shoes off on the steps so you didn't track mud into the trailer. Wayne pointed you to Eddie's room before promptly sitting back on his chair, Eddie giving a yell in return to hold on for a minute.
"Just go on in there, he's probably not too busy." You nodded, going back to your friend's door and giving a brisk knock. "Yeah, yeah, come in." Eddie's voice was a bit awkward, bringing a smile to your face as you opened the door. He was in an extremely baggy brown shirt that was paired with baggy red plaid sleep pants. It was a sight to behold, but definitely not the sight you expected to see. The confusion on your face only caused him to be confused.
"Something wrong, nerd?" You could tell by his slightly offended tone whay he was thinking.
"I'm not judging you, first of all." Eddie laughed a bit, flopping onto his bed and picking up a blue m&m before popping it into his mouth.
"Then what's with the look?" His dark eyes glanced up at you as he munched on the candy, an almost expectant look on his face. Laying on his stomach with his feet swinging back and forth, you smiled slightly. He was adorable.
"Jeff just told me we had our first session today, is all." Eddie's brows furrowed before he turned his head to look at the calendar that had fallen off of his wall and onto his dresser. He had to tilt his head to see it correctly, his bites slowing as he concentrated. "Nope, that's next week." He drew out the 'n' and popped the 'p', looking back up at you with an almost innocent gaze. You only stared back, the silence deafening until Eddie crunched on another m&m.
"Soooooo..?" He sounded almost expectant and a small laugh escaped you as he flopped onto his side on the bed and patted the spot where he previously was laying. Your brows furrowed and he let out a dramatic sigh. "It's pouring outside and I'm not letting you walk back home."
"Eddie, I walked here."
"No-can-do, sweetheart." You opened your mouth, but the look he gave you made you immediately close it. Regardless on whether he was laying like a dork or not, you knew that the look he gave you meant he wouldn't let you win.
A dramatic sigh left you. "Fiiiiiiineeeeeee." With a huff of defeat, you flopped onto the bed next to him.
"Shit, you're soaked!"
"I told you I just walked in the rain!"
You were dying of laughter as Eddie groaned and hopped off his bed. He hung his head back and threw the door to his room open before grabbing your wrist and pulling you after him while he walked to the closet in the hallway, stopping to go through it and pull out an old towel to hand to you. "I've got some extra clothes in this basket in here." Eddie gave a lazy wave to his wrist as he spoke before rummaging through the clothes basket and letting you pull out some clothes that you felt most comfortable in.
When you noticed the absence of Wayne, you decided to make a point to ask about it. "Where did your uncle go?" You pointed to his now empty chair for emphasis and Eddie shrugged.
"Probably out getting more booze- Oooooooooh!" He was quickly distracted by the open can of Dr. Pepper in the cup holder, not hesitating to pick it up and throw it back as if that was the booze. Your brows furrowed before you softly laughed at his actions.
"Okay then- I'm going to get dressed in your room." His response was a simple 'm'kay' before you both went in opposite directions.
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"EDDIE FUCKING MUNSON!" He flinched when he heard you yell, damn near flinging the spoonful of uncooked macaroni noodles he was stirring.
"WHAT?!" He continued stirring, giving you a slightly annoyed glare when you walked speedily into the room.
"Handcuffs, Munson. Really?"
"Yeah, and? What about them?" He strained the noodles, grimacing when he accidentally spilled some of them down into the sink.
"Who are you bringing home and banging?" You smirked at him, crossing your arms and Eddie let out a loud laugh.
"Like you need to know." "I'd like to," was your immediate response and a shudder went down your spine at the look he gave you.
"What, are you jealous?" He set the pot of macaroni aside with a loud clank as the spoon hit the metal, his hand drifting up until his fingers grazed across your collarbone.
"I-I... No..." "Are you sure?" His voice got a bit deeper, raspier and it was driving you crazy. A bright grin suddenly lit up his face and he laughed softly. "You're too easy to rile up, sweetheart." He turned back around to the discarded food, pulling milk out of the fridge and finishing the macaroni and cheese. A weird look crossed his face when he noticed the texture was a bit off, but you were standing there absolutely dazed.
"E-Eddie?" Your voice was broken and shy, your face flushing.
"Yeah, sweetheart?" He smirked at you and hummed, pausing his actions.
"W-What was that?" "What, you gettin' jealous?" His smirk grew wider and your flush darkened before you shook your head. "After that."
"So you admit you got jealous?"
"EDDIE!"
His laugh was loud and genuine, that small spark in his eyes only further stunning you. You and Eddie have had your moments where you'd flirt or tease each other, but you'd never seen that intense of an emotion in his eyes before
"I'm just playing with you, baby." He stopped at his own words, pressing his lips shut as if realizing his own mistake. He'd said 'baby' before, even called people that, but it had never rolled off his lips as easily as the way it did when he spoke of you. Your mouth gaped and he looked at you in panic before that shifted to defeat. "Go ahead. Tell me off, do somethin'." He had his own flush starting to creep up his neck, his eyes glued go the ground. It took you a long moment, but you finally managed to summon up the will to walk in front of him. The closer you got, the more he fidgeted.
"Eddie, look at me. Please." He hesitated, but he did look into your eyes. A groan escaped him when he saw that the intensity in his eyes matched yours, his teeth catching on his bottom lip.
"... Yes, sweetheart?" He attempts a smirk, but he looks more flustered than anything.
"Kiss me, Eddie." His smirk immediately dropped, his eyes growing dark and swimming with intense emotion. The authenticity behind his gaze had you breathless. There was nothing but raw and unfiltered emotion, his thoughts laid out bare for you to see. "You sure?" He asked tentatively.
When you nodded, he didn't hold back. His hands rested on your hips and pulled you close, your lips locking in a clash of teeth. It was awkward at first, but Eddie quickly recovered with just the right tilt of his head. Your tongues fought for dominance, Eddie quickly prevailing without much of a battle and one of his hands went from your hip to your jaw. Your hands fisted into his shirt as you arched into him, chasing after his lips when he pulled away. After a small whine, you caught your breath and offered him a small smile.
He flashed a bright smile back, leaning forward and kissing you again as both of his hands held your jaw.
"Come here, baby." You yelped a bit when he suddenly lifted you, your legs subconsciously wrapping around his waist and arms going around his neck. His lips found yours again and you didn't hesitate to kiss him back.
This one was sweeter than the last, softer and more gentle. When Eddie pulled away, he smiled widely at you. Your eyes widen and a flush quickly spreads across your face.
"Eddie, a-are you hard?"
"Uuuuuuummmmmm, want some macaroni and cheese?"
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Please, this is so cute to me-
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dovahbeeotch · 2 years
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Shakarian summarized
Garrus: *flirts with Shepard cuz they’re friends but there’s no way he could have feelings for a human…..right?*
Shepard: so we’re probably about to die. are we gonna bang or what u spiky bastard?
Garrus: uh…oh, wow, I really didn’t see this coming.. me? Spirits…
Shepard: *sighs* *has been flirting with him ever since omega* *you nailed me good a couple times by the way😏*
Garrus: shows up to Shepard’s cabin, a different man, 300 hours deep into research on female human erogenous zones. *starts having a minor panic attack as soon as Shepard looks at him, forgetting all of his research immediately*
Shepard: *falls in love* this mf is ARCHANGEL????
Both: forehead boop
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denjjisgf · 1 year
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thinking about..coworker!geto who sends you side eyes all during your shift, low lids n smug smiles exchanged in passing. as soon as you step into the back kitchen, you feel his stare boring into the back of your head, drinking in the shape of your body.
nothing’s official between you two, but the way you both undress each other with your eyes says enough. he’s laid his claim just as much as you have.
geto who thinks you look best when you’re working, focus and concentrated— it’s endearing when you puff your cheeks full of air out in frustration or throw your head back, laughing at another coworker during down time.
he thinks you look great all the time, actually, but his favorite is when you are grabbing your bag from the shelf on your way out, bending down at the hip, ass swaying side to side as you switch your balance between the balls of your feet. you tease him, he just KNOWS it. you do it on purpose, prancing around in those short, short dresses with fluttering skirts that catches the wind when you walk and peek a little too high up your thighs.
lucky for him, his station countertop covers the semi hard on and damp spot growing on his grey pants.
content warning: weed/drug usage
geto who pulls you into the walk in one night, his hand reaching out from the cracked freezer door to pull you into the frigid room.
‘what are you doing when you’re off?’ he asks, leaning against the shelf, hands in his pockets, taking his sweet time checking you out.
you shrug, ‘why do you wanna know?’
he digs in his pocket to collect a plastic bag in his fist before opening his palm to dangle a silver packet in front of your face.
“i dunno.. maybe smoke a lil weed, see where the night takes us.”
geto thinks he made it to heaven; your ass seated a breath away from his lips, soft and glistening with spit and your cum, he could cry. one arm is slung atop your ass holding you in place and his hand tracing up your spine. his thumb rubs messily back and forth, pressing down over your swollen clit. he whispers nonsense into your thighs.
'it's so pretty'- his thumb runs the sticky mess over your puffy folds
'look how needy you are'- a finger slides into your hole and you exhale after eternity of holding your breath. his fingerprint burns white hot when he presses against that one sensitive spot
‘such a messy slut.’
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