#what i am saying is don’t offer something like that if you’re not 100% sure you can follow through

[luv4kozume]

🌊 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐙𝐄 — CHRIS STURNIOLO

Horny!PussyDrunk!Chris x Upset!Fem!Reader

Contains: Swearing, praise, pet names, ass/pussy worship, oral fem!receiving (chris eating it from the back), facesitting, tongue fucking, spanking, orgasm denial (?). Proof read!

Synopsis: A story in which Chris made you upset earlier and wants to make it up to you by apologizing with his tongue.

Word Count: 1,478

a/n: celebrating my 100+ followers with this one!! 🤭

*:･ﾟ✧ 💌 *:･ﾟ✧

You plop down in bed, your body sinking into the mattress as you lift the cover over your shoulders. You curled up in bed beside your boyfriend, your back facing him.

Chris had done something that pissed you off earlier, and you were giving him the silent treatment ever since. You weren’t willing to crack until he properly apologized for what he did.

But knowing Chris, he was probably completely dumbfounded by the entire thing. Not even realizing how angry you are at the moment.

Or at least, not realizing what he even did to get you to this state.

But having you bed beside him, your back facing him and your eyes glued to your phone definitely sent him the message that something was up with you.

The bed creaked as the brunette shifted his weight in bed, wrapping his hands around your waist. His thumbs tracing circles over your clothed skin as he aligned his mouth to your ear.

“Something on your mind?” He whispered, making you a bit nervous but you were still upset with him.

“Yes.” You muttered, attempting to sway his hands away but he remained firmly in the same spot, you eventually gave up and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Tell me.” He retorted. “I won’t stop bothering you until you say it. You’ve been acting like this for a while now.”

You roll your eyes. He seriously didn’t know? You thought to yourself. The two of you sat in the awkward silence after you refused to answer his seemingly stupid question.

“Not gonna tell me, huh?” Chris sighed. Still no response from you.

“Well, at least let me make it up to you.” He mumbled, hands moving forward to play around with the drawstring of your shorts. Earning a strangled noise from you, he smirked.

“Fuck off, Chris.” You huffed out, raising up your hand and pushing him away. He let out a frustrated sigh as he laid flat against the bed on his back.

A few more awkward moments of silence passed before he said the most unpredictable thing.

“Come put that pussy on me and let me show you how sorry I am.” Chris spoke, his voice low and raspy, sending shivers down your spine.

As much as you wanted to continue being upset, how could you with an offer like that? The warmth between your legs only continued to grow from his previous touches and seductive words.

You rolled your eyes, untying the bow on your drawstring and pulled down your shorts, “Fine.” You huffed out.

Your boyfriend’s lips curled up in a very pleased grin, watching you strip for him. Your knees sank down in the mattress which each movement you made, crawling over to him and straddling your legs just above his chest. Your ass on full display for him.

“Hmm, from the back? You must still be upset.” Chris hummed, admiring you. “Don’t worry, I’ma make sure I make you feel real good. You won’t even remember why you’re mad at me after I’m finished with you.”

“Whatever.” You mumbled under your breath. You could feel the pads of his thumb pressed against you, gently spreading you opening.

“What was that, ma?” Chris cooed, a smug grin plastered across his face as his thumb circled around your little clit. His other hand flattened against your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Oh he was in heaven, your ass right on display for him. What more could he ask for?

Your legs bucked, feeling him tease that sweet spot of yours. You refused to give him a response, denying him that satisfaction. But Chris was determined to pull some moans and cries from you.

Your eyebrows furrowed feeling his hand pull away from your clit, both hands cupping your ass. He caressed the plushness of your skin, leaving a brash smack shortly after.

“So fucking sexy, ma. Gonna make that pussy feel so good.” He muttered, the warmth of his breath hitting against your bare skin. It made you shudder, you were sick of the teasing. You needed his tongue, now.

You moved against him slightly, hoping that he’d take the hint instead of making you beg for it like he usually does.

He decided to let you get away with it just this once considering the circumstances. A devious chuckle came from the brunette before your waist was met with his rough hands, pulling you closer towards his face.

His tongue pressed up against your clit and licked up to your dripping slit. You squirmed against his tongue, taking in all his movements. Fuck, he was good.

The grip on your ass got tighter by the second as Chris brought his tongue back down to your aching clit.

He swirled the moist muscle in circular motions, groaning against your pussy as he earned a trail of whimpers and whines from you.

Your cunt was absolutely alluring to him, just begging for him and his tongue. And he was more than happy to comply to its wishes. He’d do this for hours if you’d let him, he would never pass up the opportunity to completely devour you.

You clenched his shirt in your hands, pushing your hips back into him, desperate for more. You quickly become a crying mess above him, not even remembering why you were so angry in the first place.

His hands trickled down from your ass and flattened against the back of your thighs. His thumbs meeting your pussy and gently spreading you open once more before going back in to attack your needy little clit. This time, rewarding you with a sweet, gentle sucking motion.

“Chris!” You cried out, your head shooting up. He hummed against your core, sending vibrations all throughout your body. Butterflies fluttered around in your stomach as he continued to use all the motions with his tongue that would send you right over the edge.

You could feel Chris smirk against your pussy, a breathy chuckle slipping past his lips. Your juices trickled past his chin, dripping down to his neck. Purely drunken off your pretty little pussy, he couldn’t wait for you to cum all over his tongue.

His tongue traveled back up to your slit, finally giving your puffy clit a break. You dropped your head back down, resting your forehead against his stomach.

Your heavy breathing filled the room, making his neglected cock twitch in his sweatpants.

You whimpered feeling Chris press his tongue into your entrance. Snaking its way inside your warm cunt, soaking up all your juices.

He groaned against you, making you shudder, “Fuck! More, please.” You sobbed, feeling him push the muscle further inside your tight hole.

He complied to your needy wish, sinking his tongue as deep as he could inside you. His hands traveled back to your ass, grabbing a handful of each cheek. Rewarding you with squeezes and a few more smacks, leaving you a crying mess.

He pumped himself back and forth inside your pussy, your walls clamping down on his tongue. You could feel that warm knot build up in your stomach with everything he did. It was too much to bare.

“Chris. Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” You whimpered against his body. Yours eyes screwing shut and your fingers tightening around the fabric of your boyfriend’s shirt.

After a few moments, Chris pulled away from your core. Letting out a sigh, as his hooded eyes gazed over the beautiful sight in front him. His hands traveled down, his thumb pressing up against your throbbing clit. His lips curled up in a smug smile, watching your entire body shake as you were quickly approaching your orgasm.

“You forgive me, ma?” Chris teased. “I’ll let you cum, if you say so.”

You whined against him, yours eyes fluttering open, “Chris please.. I can’t!”

“Then, I guess I’ll have to stop.” Chris pouted, pulling away his hand.

“No!” You cried, turning your head back to face him. You looked into his eyes with a pleading gaze, wiggling your ass in his face. “Please, I forgive you. Please just let me cum.”

“That’s more like it.” He cooed, just before diving right back into your needy pussy. “Don’t be afraid to cum all over my tongue, ma.”

Your eyes rolled back, feeling him lick, slurp, and suck all over the right spots. The warmth rushed through your cheeks, growing hotter by the second as your orgasm built up in the pit of your belly.

Your body curled into his body, your legs trembling as they slowly closed in on his head.

Shortly after you finally cried out his name, drenching his tongue with your cum. The sounds of him slurping and taking in all of your juices filled the room.

Chris pressed a gentle kiss against your clit before finally pulling away.

“Still mad at me, mama?” He huffed out.

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[sophswritingthings]

hello !! so like, i suddenly got a fever due to flu season (just when finals was over 😭) and i have this scenario in mind where mizu takes care of sick!reader/the other way around.

mizu w/ sick!reader

i imagine her to not be so good at it, only handling stitches and gash wounds whenever she gets hurt. so, when it's about fevers/other internal illnesses (+ the fact that no one probably showed her how to treat and deal with it), i think mizu goes on auto pilot and does whatever she thinks might work 😭

of course, being the kind soul that he is, ringo may offer his assistance. but mizu wants to be the one to take care of you.

[ + bonus points if mizu and reader has some sort of distance instead of having a close bond. imagine mizu grumbling how weak reader is and reader just goes, "you don't know what you're doing, do you?" ]

reader w/ sick!mizu

mizu rarely gets sick, she doesn't even remember the last time she had it. or the feeling of someone treating her while she laid down, vulnerable, somewhere hidden from view─or in bed, if she were lucky.

i think she's the type to neglect herself. saying "it'll pass" while wobbly holding her sword. this also explains why she doesn't know how to treat others, (ahem, you), as she had only sucked it up and dealt with it like another obstacle on the road.

im so sorry this is kind of long 😭 i love your works so much!!

a/n: THIS IS SO SWEEEET. and yes, mizu is 100% a girlfailure when it comes to this sort of thing

warning(s): swearing

word count:  710 words / 3,782 characters

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pairing: mizu x fem!sick!reader 

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“could you lie down, please? for gods sake,” mizu narrowed her eyes at you, ushering you back toward the bed. she heads for a table on the other side of the room, littered with poultices. 

did she have any clue what to do with them?

hell no.

but she would try whatever she thought could work, you being sick would only hinder your progress on the quest. and no way could she have that.

and she didn’t want you to be hurting, either.

you gaze at her across the room, your face was red and puffy—hot and under the weather. you can barley see her, due to your disoriented feeling, but she knew for a fact she had no fucking clue what she was doing.

“.. mizu,” you rasp. “you don’t know what you’re doing… do you?”

mizu freezes, if only for a second. she sighs, grumbling something under her breath.

“no,” she answers blankly. “I do not.”

“then why didn’t you take ringo’s help? I’m sure he knows something,” you murmur, your eyes trained on her as she walks over to you. she settles down on the edge of the bed.

her hand gently brushed the side of your face, “I want to be the one to care for you,” she whispers. “you’re my responsibility. I brought you out here, it’s my job to care for you.”

you’re not sure your face could get anymore flushed, but it somehow does, your heart pounding in your chest as your stomach drops.

“oh,” your mouth forms a cute little “o” shape, casting your gaze downward.

she chuckles, taking your hand and pressing a quick kiss to it.

“you’re going to get yourself sick,” you protest, watching as she gathers herself back to her feet—and heads for the table again.

“I don’t get sick, (y/n).” she shoots back.

“everyone gets sick at some point, mizu. even you. doesn’t matter if you think you’re built of—“ you cough in between words, “—steel, even.”

she scoffs, “I don’t think I’m made of steel. steel is a pure, strong metal. something I am not. nowhere close to it.”

you sigh. you never liked the way she talked about herself.

“whatever you think you are, mizu.. everyone gets sick. even you.” you reply.

she decides not to respond, this time, not wanting to argue you when you don’t feel well. she listens as the door opens, revealing ringo with a bowl of soup. he smiled, and placed it down on your bedside table.

“thank you, ringo,” you rasp, returning his infectious smile.

“of course, (y/n),” he replies, glancing at mizu. “are you sure you do not need help, master? I heard—“

she cuts him off with her hand, “I’ve got it, ringo. thank you.”

he seems surprised she even thanked him; but he nods his head and slides out of the room.

she grabs a poultice from the table, and walks over to you. she sets in down in your hands, gesturing for you to drink. 

you look at her, skeptical that this is one that will even work.

“it isn’t poison,” she grumbled. “I know what poison looks like.”

you chuckle weakly, “I’m sure you do,” you gulp down the poultice, gaging a little at its bitter taste. “my fucking god.”

she laughs at your reaction, reaching over you in the bed and grabbing the bowl of soup.

“.. are you going to feed me?” you giggle, watching as she slides the noddles onto the chopsticks. for a minute, you thought she was joking. “oh. you’re serious?”

your heart flutters at the thought.

“does it look like I’m joking?” she raises an eyebrow.

you advert yourself gaze, “no.”

“than why are you asking?” she offers you the food again, waiting for you to take it. 

you lean forward, and slurp the noddles into your mouth. “not sure,” you mumble between your food.

“then eat and be quiet,” she murmured. 

you do as your told; smiling as she gently fed you. mizu was never so.. gentle. but you could see her hands shaking, she was scared she would fuck something up.

but here you were… sitting in front of her, having her feed you in your time of need.

you couldn’t help but love her.

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pairing: sick!mizu x fem!reader

warning(s): swearing 

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mizu’s breathing was a bit raspy, a bit heavy as she held her sword wobbly in her hand. being sick was not something she dealt with often.

“mizu,” you narrow your eyes, “you need to sit down.”

“no.” she said firmly, her voice a bit raspy— “it’ll pass, (y/n).”

“I don’t care if “it’ll pass”. you need to sit down. now.” you commanded, grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her down.

her eyes widen, staring up at you. she was never so forcefully handled, everyone was always so scared of her cold demeanor. 

“.. okay,” she whispered.

“lie back in the bed—and I’ll get you some soup and some medicine. i think ringo’s almost done,” you gently gesture for her to lie down.

she does as she’s told, for once in her life. listening to other people was never her strong suit. but she didn’t feel well, and you wanted to care for her. 

being cared for wasn’t… normal, to her. she never had a caring mother. her ex-husband tried to turn her in for a bounty.. care from someone else was new.

when you returned, you came back with a bowl of soup, and some medicine. a sticky, disgusting poultice. 

“you need to take this,” you hand her the poultice. she gazed at it, disgusting in her hand. but she quickly took it, repulsed by the taste. “it’ll help, I promise.”

“.. right,” she rasped. her eyes travel to the bowl of soup, her eyes alone asking you to hand it to her.

“in a sec,” you place it on the table beside the bed, pulling at her overcoat. she almost jumped out of her skin. “relax.”

you pulled off her overcoat, taking off the layer beneath it, as well. all she was left in was her wrapped, binded chest.

“It’ll make you more comfortable,” you whisper. “eat.”

now, she was happy to do that.

she grabbed the bowl and slowly began to eat, making sure to be slow and steady—she didn’t want to be throwing up her guts later. not in front of you, at the least.

you slide into bed next to her, gently rubbing her sides with your fingers.

she leans into your touch almost instantly. god, why was she so weak to you?

“you’re going to make yourself sick,” she whispers.

“I don’t care,” you grumble back. “my only job right now, is to care for you. sound good?”

she scoffs, adverting her gaze. “.. sounds good.”

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a/n: HEYYYY holiday is over, back to your regularly scheduled programming!! (I did get p!nk tickets tho guys so that’s cool <3)

#mizu x you #mizu x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #blue eyed samurai #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #ask #asked and answered #request #fic request #x reader

[cafecourage]

That lack of requests is criminal. Don't mind me while I churn out a couple more. (this is actually helping with my brain-deadness so I'm gonna alternate between studying and dropping stuff in your inbox lol)

Hyrule with an s/o who is also good at magic (but can't heal worth a damn) and is able to give themselves fairy wings while maintaining full height. Like they can just become a hylian-sized fairy.

And maybe he finds out because he fell off a cliff and they saved him?

- Glitter ✨

Is is gonna be similar to another ask I got. But first some random Hc’s that I don’t think go together with the story I wrote but still is fun to think about.

- Hylians could gain the abilities to have magic through other means. Hyrule, himself, being an example of that. While I am all up for half fae Hyrule, but Changeling Hyrule, and Battle Mage Hyrule is also up there. Either way how ever you look at it, Reader and Hyrule are 100% covering each other’s backs.

- If Reader is bad with healing, I am going to assume they can do more specialized magic like defense up, shielding, etc. Not actually healing but it’s still something. I imagine that Reader and Hyrule are like a sword and shield combo, though who is who is ether or as you can shield the both of you and he can heal.

- Imagine if Hyrule was the one that taught you the fairy spell? You are just more adventurous with messing with it to change your height so it can stay the same. You guys just teach each other since you’re the only two that know how to even do magic in the first place. These are just some idea’s though. If Reader was half-fae they would probably already be able to do it and can teach him too.

When your mother, Great Fairy Mija, offered your help to the Champion on his latest adventure. You didn’t expect much to come from it, nor for Link to say yes in the first place but that was beside the point. Honestly it didn’t phase you to much that there was more Link’s in the group. If anything you had heard it before from other Great Fairies that a bunch of heroes have gotten together before. And you can assume it wont be the last time this was going to happen.

What you didn’t expect was how fast they clicked and adopted each other. Though living in a Fairy Fountain you were kinda used to quick adoptions, so it wasn’t a big deal just surprising.

You were a lot slower to integrate into the group as you weren’t a hero for courage so less predictable compared to all the Link’s. Which was fine as you knew the champion, now known as Wild, had the same issue with trusting people too.

So having eight more insane semi impulsive guys to befriend wasn’t too difficult. Especially when you did openly used magic to help them in battle though you made sure to get consent before hand. You heard the stories you heard what happened to some of them it is only fair. The Hero of Twilight and Legends you were especially careful around. Rather be safe than yelled at.

You quickly noticed that the traveler who was given the title of Hero of Hyrule, was similar to Wild. It felt easier to befriend him than anyone else. Which was fun. You, him and Wild typically tended to stay together as giving your home Era’s wandering was commonplace. Hyrule did tell you about his magic when healing was needed, “You’re half fae though.” The Vet pointed out as Hyrule took over bandaging the Captain. “Wouldn’t that be natural?”

The answer was actually longer than it needed to be but that wasn’t a story for now, “well. Yes, but no.” It was also convoluted to explain and honestly with the fight everyone just went through, again it was a story for another day. “The short of the answer is that I don’t have the ability to do it safely to others… or myself.” That only earned them a quizzical look but before the conversation could be continued it was side tracked. Which was good for you.

You would of explained once everyone was better and relatively settled as it was a weird and long explanation of Magic not really being something Hylians could do in the first place with out items. Of course there were acceptions, Princesses, Gifts from the Goddess, etc. You at least wanted to tell Hyrule what you knew as he seemed to get his magical abilities in an unnatural manner. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that it was on purpose for him to find these things but, the guy literally held on to the triforce for years before secretly giving back to the princesses to hide it away.

Monsters are still after him for his blood after all.

The horror you felt when you heard him whisper that can be still felt to this day. “Why?” You asked.

“Because, thats where it was.” He whispers softly as you two walked through the path around the canyon heading into hebra mountain. The idea was to find Zelda who was near the stables waiting. Honestly there was a voice in the back of your mind that was telling you to go see your Aunt who was by Rito Village but that was probably a week trek out on foot.

“Still that magic isn’t really information that would typically be spread.” You commented offhandedly as thats not how blood magic worked. You think. It’s not like you tried. Forbidden magic is forbidden for a reason. “But Monsters are Monsters I guess.” You shrugged looking to the side into the snow. The path to hebra wasn’t the safest as it was the hardest reason.

“Well it just did…” You looked back at Hyrule there is slight movement in the snow. Unfortunately you couldn't get out the words "Lizalfos!" Before everything was in disarray.

It was quick to lose yourself in battle, but you tried to keep your calm as you fight back. Making sure that those who need it get their buff. Typically stronger people get defensive buffs, those who work better with speed gets a tad boost for that. You look to your left where Hyrule was.

Only to see him get pushed back loosing his footing. That alone made you dash forward as you feared the worse. The worse being what happened.

Hyrule fell into the Tanagar Canyon.

Just to spite that monster you sent a lighting spell his way before diving off the Canyon after the Hero. You reached out to grab him as you focused on your own magic again. Transforming your form slightly to a more natural state for you. Wing's sprouting behind you as you slowly pull him in your arms. You didn't know if you were strong enough to fly the both of you up. However you aimed for a better landing as you turn up and a slow descent.

It wasn't a soft landing but nether of you were hurt. "Are you ok?" you asked setting Hyrule down as you had to hold him a bit strangely.

"Yeah... Just surprised." He said calming his heart, he looks up at you "thank you." His gaze shifts up to the Canyon wall. "How do you think we can get up?"

"Uhhh..... Magic?" You suggest as you look at him. "You have that fae spell right?"

Hyrule made a face like he really didnt want the other to know about it "yeah... I guess."

"I can carry you in that form! Don't worry."

"That's... some how worse."

#twilight (not lu) speaks #linked universe x reader #luxreader #linkeduniverse x reader #fairybread

[prideofcelestia]

❝you are so engrossed in your work that you ignore him without meaning to❞

« characters - mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor »

« gender neutral reader »

« headcanons »

MAMMON

He’s legit offended. His entry wasn’t quiet, you know? On top of that, he raced to your room before Asmo could come and blabber about how Mammon has a huge crush on you. The moment Mammon makes his appearance, he begins saying how he doesn’t like you, and that you must be too full of yourself to believe that the Great Mammon will ever fall for his servant, aka you. How can you not be concerned about that?! Now, he is worried that you don’t care enough about him to notice his words.

Wait! Are you actually angry at him…?

Letting go of his tsundere nature, he grabs your shoulders, gives you a good shake, and cries about how he truly and deeply loves you. Don’t ignore your first man, human!

LEVIATHAN

You always look and feel so moe! Playing a game beside you is the best! He manages to win a few levels before the silence bothers him, and he begins talking about the latest anime convention he’s excited about. When you tell him to shush without even looking at him, he feels pain equivalent to what an otaku feels at the loss of their most precious figurine. Completely hollow with no will to continue living. What did he do to deserve your mistreatment? Did you not read the manual, ‘The way to act around Leviathan 404’ that he specially wrote and printed for you? Point 100 clearly mentions that the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy is fragile and needs to be treated with care, especially when the person concerned is his Henry. You’re still his Henry, right? If yes, forfeit all mortal possessions and love him before he summons Lotan.

SATAN

He’s quick to notice that you’re engrossed in your work, and decides to wait for you to finish before mentioning his business. Being a busy demon himself, he respects that you have your own life outside offering therapy sessions to the brothers. It is only when he sees you grinning at your D.D.D even after a while has passed that he starts hearing a tick in his ears. Surely Satan isn’t so invisible that you can completely ignore his presence even though he’s standing mere feet away from you.

Were you… texting Lucifer? Of course not. That will be bizarre! He tries to calm down and decides to be diplomatic. If his coughs don’t get your attention, hopefully a table-shaped hole in your wall will.

ASMODEUS

He’s followed by a trail of your favourite fragrance.

“Oh [Name], look at me! I look more radiant than I did this morning. Don’t you just want to kiss me? If I could, I would never stop cuddling myself!”

When no answer comes, he pouts and takes a seat beside you. Eyeing what you’re working on, he inches closer to you, wraps an arm around you and whispers in your ear.

“[N-A-M-E] honey, why don’t you look at me for now? I am more attractive than your homework.”

“Not now, Asmo. A failing grade will be less attractive than you too so I must prevent that!”

“But your Asmo-chan needs you!”

“And I need to pass,” you say and push him away.

Asmo is hell bent on starting a line of lipstick that comes with homework notes engraved on the side of the tube. That way, you can admire the product, and more importantly him while also revising for your test.

BEELZEBUB

He drops by your room because he misses being close to you. He’s content being there, munching on snacks that he brought for the two of you. The silence is comfortable and he's happy to see you working hard. It's only when he has consumed his share that he looks at you with sad puppy dog eyes. [Name], complete your work fast or nothing will be left! He doesn’t really want to disturb you because you have a serious look on your face but he can’t control his hunger any longer, so he ventures to ask.

“[Name], here, I brought some food for you. Why don't you take a break and eat first?”

“Beel, did you say something? Sorry bubs, but I am busy. Can we talk later?”

He gulps once before eating all the food. Once you finish your work, you better give him head pats and console him, saying how you don’t think that he’s just a glutton and that you’re not mad that he ate everything. He tried this time. He really did.

BELPHEGOR

He enters your room with a flourish, closing the door shut more noisily than is needed. Look up and invite him to lie on your lap, like you usually do. When you don’t move and continue with your task, Belphie sulks and lies down beside you on the bed. He steals a glance at what you are doing because he’s extremely jealous of whoever or whatever is taking up your time. Time that should have been used to pamper him. Let it be! Sooner or later, you are bound to get tired, and then you will see him and offer to run your warm hands through his hair. When that moment never arrives, he gets up moodily, and tries to lie on your lap by force.

“Belphie, what are you doing?! I am busy right now.”

“And I am tired,” he says and somehow manages to get his head on your lap. Good luck getting your work done with him restraining you to that spot.

#obey me #gender neutral reader #obey me x reader #gender neutral mc #obey me x mc #obey me! #shion script #obey me headcanons #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #x mc #x reader

[multifandomlover01]

To Drown In Your Love

(Simp!)Spencer Reid x BAU!Reader (menstruating reader, female anatomy)

Established Relationship

WC: ~3.4k

Warnings: 18+ MDNI menstruation is discussed, pads are mentioned but you could just adjust the time mention and pretend it says tampons or something else, it’s not that big a deal, female fingering while on period, Spencer being horny but also determined to not succumb to it, both parties achieve orgasm (either simultaneously or female first and male soon thereafter)

Disclaimer: I understand that some times I have put for female orgasm may not be accurate. I am a female...I know. But this is fiction so...it's not gonna be 100% realistic

Note: reader is a child behavior specialist (expert on child witnesses, victims and perpetrators; debriefs children after they’ve experienced a trauma) because I wrote this for myself and that’s how I imagine/write myself in the CM universal

Gif credit: hotch-girl

Gif not necessarily indicative of timeline placement

“JJ…JJ, no…not a case. Not now. Please.” You beg her as she goes towards the conference room as she exists her office.

“Sorry. Duty calls.” She gives you a sympathetic look as she waves the files in her hand.

You groan lightly and lay your head on your desk. Your period was due to start any day now and you hated starting it when you were on a case. If there was one thing your body and you yourself hated, it was a lack of consistency and continuity.

Your body sometimes just said: “girl, tf are you doing on a plane going to North Dakota?”

Like…it’s my job…please…cooperate?

Nope. Guess what? You gotta poop. On the plane. With your coworkers. Or guess what else? Blood. Haha. Who said God didn’t have a sense of humor?

Your boyfriend Spencer, who sometimes was more attuned to your body than you were, knew exactly why you didn’t wish to go on a case right now. He comes over to your desk and places his hands on your shoulders. He leans down to kiss you on the head.

“It’ll be ok.” He says softly, intending to be reassuring. He simply gets a groan in response.

He goes over to his go bag and checks to make sure he has extra pads, water bottles, acetaminophen, and underwear for you. He’s well prepared and stocked as usual.

He comes back over to you. He leans down, wrapping his arms around you. He kisses your temple. “I’ve got pads, underwear, pain killers and water, all for you, ok? Don’t worry, hon.”

You lean back into him, relaxing a bit. “Thank you. You’re the best.”

“Only because you deserve the best.”

The team is called into the conference room.

Another case in California. On the other side of the country. Great. Child victims and witnesses too. My favorite, my area of expertise. Just the right case for my period to start in the middle of.

There was that delightful divine or cosmic sense of humor again. You’d rather just go home and crawl into bed but no…a child needs to be saved and a killer needs to be stopped.

The team is dismissed and Spencer helps you pack your go bag and get it loaded onto the plane.

-

After a long and exhausting day, Spencer and you finally arrived at your hotel. The team parted ways as they went to their rooms. Hotch had taken to pairing Spencer and you up when it was needed. He’s become resigned to the fact that you two worked better at your jobs when you weren’t separated. He also knew he couldn’t keep the two of you from sneaking into another room when you had separate ones so he thought he’d just go ahead and save you the trouble.

As soon as you got into the room, Spencer unloaded your bag as well as his. He produced a pad for you.

“It’s been six hours.” He said simply, referring to when you’d gotten your period earlier in the day and had put a pad on. Sometimes the job got in the way of hygiene. You tried your best but sometimes stuff slips away from you a little. Fortunately, 6 hours wasn’t entirely too horrible.

You took the pad, along with the sleep wear he had additionally produced, and offered a small thanks before slipping into the bathroom to change.

Coming back out, you were feeling better as you had a clean pad and a clean set of clothes (a t-shirt and shorts) on.

Spencer had already changed into an old short sleeve CalTech t-shirt and a pair of long, light weight pj pants (even though you were in California, he didn’t own one pair of shorts, mostly because he was insecure about how scrawny his legs were (ignores that S9 (?) ep I guess)). He looked up from his book when he heard you exit the bathroom.

“Hey. Are you feeling better?” He asked softly, giving you a sympathetic look.

You smile. “Much. Thank you.”

Hotch had put you two in a single bed room because only so much money was allotted for rooms and a single bed room happened to be a little cheaper than another double bed room.

You join him on the bed, snuggling up to him. He puts one arm around your shoulder. You lay your head on his chest. He starts to read out loud softly. You don’t know specifically what he’s reading and it doesn’t matter. You just love to hear his voice.

After a while, he starts to notice you shifting a bit.

“You ok?” He stops reading. He looks down at you.

“Mhm.” You nod. “Yeah. ‘M fine. Keep reading.”

“You sure?” He asks, wondering if you are masking your pain for his benefit. “Are you feeling any cramping?”

You murmur incoherently somewhat.

“Sweetheart? Are you ok?” He slides his hand down to your lower back where he begins to rub softly.

You sigh softly. Spencer chuckles.

“Oh? Is that it? Are you hurting down here?” You could almost picture the sly smirk on his face as you now have your eyes closed as you laid your head against his shoulder.

You nod. “Yeah.”

Without a word, he puts his book down on the nightstand, detaches you from him and turns you to face away from him. His hands find purchase on your lower back, his thumbs digging into your muscles. You groan softly.

“That’s it, love. Just let me take care of you.” He lifts your t-shirt up and pulls your shorts down a bit. His thumbs rub circles over your muscles on your bare skin.

“Does this feel good, hon?” He asks softly.

“Mhm. Yes. Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. It’s my job to take care of my girl.”

You chuckle lightly. “A job you do very well.”

“Well, I try.” You were turned away from him and there was no way you were twisting to face him right now. But you could still almost picture his pink cheeks and shy smile.

“You succeed.” You reassure him softly.

“It’s just…you deserve the world and I…I wanna give it to you, you know?”

“You do, hon, you do. Trust me, ok?”

“Ok.”

His thumbs continue to dig into your lower back. His body presses into yours. “Do you feel better?”

“Mhm.”

As time goes by, you visibly relax. You are reacting to him touching you and he notices he’s reacting to touching you. He tries to focus on you and not himself.

“You know…sometimes I forget just how much our touch affects each other.” He chuckles softly.

“We touch each other quite a lot, even when we aren’t supposed to…how on earth could you forget?”

“I don’t know, to be honest,” he chuckles lightly, “it’s just…every time I touch you…I feel this warmth spread through me.”

“We talking mushy romance like or are we teetering towards lewdness.”

He audibly shudders. “Sweetheart…” he chuckles.

“What? I’m your girlfriend, Spencer. You’ve been massaging a fairly intimate part of me for half an hour now…you’re allowed to be sexually attracted to me.”

“It’s actually only been 23 minutes and 37 seconds.” He said softly.

“You’re deflecting.”

“Sorry…” He murmurs.

“Don’t be. And don’t be ashamed of being attracted to your girlfriend.”

“I just…you drive me crazy, ok? And…sometimes that scares me.”

“I assume you mean in a good way. Why would that scare you?”

“I’ve never…I’ve never felt this way about anyone else before. I don’t wanna screw it up by acting like a horny teenager.”

You chuckled. “I doubt you could screw this up even if you were to do that.”

“R-Really? You mean that?” He asked hopefully.

“Spencer…is there something you want to tell me that you’re not telling me?” You asked curiously.

“Maybe.” He murmurs.

“Can you please tell me? Can we talk about this?”

“You’re gonna hate me.”

“I could never hate you, hon.”

“I love you…so much. I feel…so…deeply for you. It scares me sometimes and I’m afraid it might scare you if I don’t show restraint.”

“I honestly don’t think anything you could do could ever scare me, sweetheart.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Well what is it exactly that you think is gonna scare me?”

“I really like touching you and I feel like I’m being selfish when I’m trying relieve your pain and discomfort but all I can think about is how touching you makes me feel.”

“You think you being horny is going to scare me? You’re a man. You’re my partner. It’s a natural reaction.”

“I know that. But…it just feels wrong that I am sexually attracted to you right now while I’m trying to help you with your period pain.”

“Period sex is a thing, you know. I get horny on my period too. It’s ok.”

“Well yeah but you’re not actually saying you’d wanna have…sex with me while you’re on your period…are you?”

“You’re telling me you don’t know the statistics on how orgasms can reduce cramps?”

“Well I uh y-yes…I do know that but I guess I just didn’t know if you’d be up for that. I guess I just kinda figured you’d be against it.”

“I’ll admit that I’ve never been too keen on the idea but I’d be ok if you maybe wanted to uh…finger me?”

“Really? You’d let me do that?” His face practically lights up.

“Yeah, if you want.” You shrug. You trusted him.

“I’ll get a pillow and a towel.” And just like that he’s off the bed like a rocket.

You chuckled at his enthusiasm as he chucked a small pillow from a chair at you which you caught and went to lay on your back with it under you as he went into the bathroom to get a towel.

He is so excited to get back with the towel and to see you lying on your back with the pillow underneath you and with your legs spread that he almost trips over himself and throws the towel at you as well. He scrambles up onto the bed. He looks at you with heart eyes.

“You’re sure you’re good with this?” He asks with concern in his voice, almost like he’s scared he’s pushing you into this. He places the towel under your butt so it is also under your vagina and legs so if anything gets messy, nothing will get on the white hotel sheets and the poor staff won’t have to get blood stains out of them.

“As long as you are.” You assured him.

“Oh I’m more than sure,” he chuckles, “I just wanted to make sure that you were ok with it.”

"I'm ok with it. I promise. I wouldn't have suggested it if I wasn't ok with it." You reassure him as you place your hand on top of his.

"Then c-can I..." He trails off as he gestures to your underwear.

"Mhm. You can, yes."

He beams as he leans forward and grasps the sides of your underwear and slowly pulls them down (If tampon user or a user of anything that needs to be removed: He carefully removes it and places it on the edge of the towel). He cleans the area with a warm, wet, washcloth that he’d brought from the bathroom.

"That better? You feel cleaner now? More comfortable, hmm?"

You nod. You'd cleaned yourself up in the bathroom when you'd gone in and changed but having him clean the area with the cloth did indeed provide you with some comfort. And you knew he'd only done it for your benefit. When it came to you, his germaphobia kinda checked out a little. He knew you. He trusted you. Sure you were as gross as any other person, but you were his person and that made it ok.

You were shocked the first time he told you he wanted to eat you out about six months into your relationship. You weren’t the one to bring it up, he was. You would’ve thought that he'd find putting his face in your private area to be an absolutely disgusting notion. But there was nothing disgusting about the way that he absolutely went to town on your pussy that first time (unless you’re a pearl clutching Southern old lady or something). Hair or no hair. Bush or trimmed. Shaved or waxed. He literally didn't care. You had just showered earlier that day and had put clean clothes on so he knew you were clean (he helped you out with personal hygiene sometimes, especially when you were struggling). He ate you out until you came twice within about 15 or so minutes. It was the first time he’d ever performed oral on a person with a pussy, too. He’d done his research, though, as he always did. He knew in theory what to do and was a quick learner in practice. Being a behavioral analyst certainly came in handy in the bedroom.

He tentatively reaches out with his hand to touch your clit. You shiver. He spreads your folds to reveal your clit more, his thumb brushing against it.

"You have such a pretty clit, baby." He rubs his thumb back and forth over it.

“Th-thank you.” Even after all this time, his compliments still held the ability to make you blush.

He rubs in rhythmic circles just the way he knows makes you feel good. It takes a few seconds for him to find the right rhythm but he always knows when he's found it by the way your body tenses and the way your breath hitches.

"You're really sensitive on your period, aren't you?" He murmurs

You nod. You whimper softly as he continues to rub your already sensitive button.

"Lots of women are. Your testosterone levels are increased on your period, and your estrogen and progesterone are decreased. The hormone dance that's happening in your body at this time lends itself to an increased libido."

You want to chuckle at his use of the phrase "hormone dance" but you're too focused on his increased pace on your clit. He's rubbing it in just the right way that's making you start to feel gooey inside. Little whines and whimpers begin to escape you.

Spencer cannot bring himself to care that you weren't giving him your undivided attention as he explained why your sex drive was currently increased. He didn't care that you didn't chuckle at his use of the phrase "hormone dance". He only cared about making you produce more of those addicting noises.

He can tell that you're squirming and whimpering more earlier on than you usually do. He loved how sensitive and responsive you were.

"I bet it's not going to be long before you're cumming, hmm?"

"Wh-what's our record again?"

"Ten minutes."

"I'd say...that we're well on our way there...wouldn't you? We can make that.”

"Mhm...I'd say so. Especially if I..." he increases the sped at which the index and middle fingers of his right hand are circling your clit.

You moan softly. “Oh…yeah…”

“Yeah? Does that feel good, sweetheart?”

“Mhm. It does.”

“Maybe I should go a little faster.” he increases his rhythm and is hitting it just right at just the right speed.

You whimper softly. “Fuck.”

“Oh? You like that, hon?” He is grinning now.

“Mhm…I like…a lot.” You nod.

Your breathing quickens. Little whines and whimpers begin to escape you.

“Yeah? You do? How long do you think it’s gonna be before you’re cumming? Five minutes? Eight minutes?”

“Are you…keeping track?” You pant lightly as he is expertly rubbing your clit and it’s got you mewling.

“Always.” He says as he looks at you with a determination in his eyes. You wonder how he can pleasure you and observe you while also calculating the time so precisely but then again, he’s a genius. You’re not so sure that technically explained it but you knew better than to ask or argue with him.

He continues to strategically strum your clit, using his experience with you and his experience with behavioral analysis to determine what you like and dislike and what to do and what not to do to get you there. He leans down to kiss your temple. His lips move to your ear, where he kisses the shell of it.

“Four minutes and 15 seconds and counting.” He whispers, his voice thick with desire.

“I don’t know if…we’re gonna make five minutes.” You chuckle softly.

“I’ll settle for eight.” He chuckles as he dips his fingers down to my entrance to collect some of my arousal before going back to rub my clit.

He’s hitting just the right spot at just the right pace.

“F-fuck never mind.” You say and your voice is higher in pitch.

“Hmm? Yeah? If I keep going like this, are we gonna make that five minute mark after all? You gonna cum in 8 minutes total time for me, honey?”

“Shit y-yeah, I think I am.” You chuckle. “How the hell is that even…possible?”

“You’re stressed…pent up…and aroused. And…you’re with me.” His soft smile turns into a devilish grin. He was allowed to be cocky because God knows this man knew your body inside and out and knew exactly what he was doing.

“That’s…true.” You chuckle softly.

He continued to skillfully work you towards an orgasm. You noticed his hips rutting.

“I can touch you too. You know that, right?”

He shakes his head no. “No. I’m fine. This is about you. Don’t worry about me.”

“I always worry about you. I know you were embarrassed before but…you’re allowed to be turned on and want pleasure. How long have you been aroused? Since you began massaging me? More than half an hour ago?”

He sighs and nods. “Yeah, pretty much.”

“Does it hurt?”

“It’s not exactly comfortable.” He chuckled.

“Let me touch you, please. You’re touching me. It’s only fair.” You look at him pleadingly.

“This wasn’t…about me. This was about you.” He grunts, trying to contain himself and not give in to his own pleasure because he really would like to focus more on you right now.

“And what did I say about you feeling that way?”

He sighs. “That it was ok.” He whispered softly.

“That’s right. There’s no reason that both of us can’t feel good.”

“But I…”

“No buts, honey. You deserve to feel good too.” You reached for his pants but he bats your hand away. You look at him confused.

“I’m sorry. But I’m afraid if you pleasure me, I won’t be able to focus as much as I want to on you. Just…please…let me make you feel good.”

You lock eyes. His warm eyes are darker, his pupils dilated.

“If you’re sure.”

“I’m more than sure, sweetheart. Now let me make you feel good…please.”

It doesn’t take him long before he’s got you feeling close again. He is rutting against the mattress at an increased pace now. He looks determined and focused on making you cum. You’d never know that he himself is nearing his own orgasm.

“You close? Gonna cum for me, honey?”

You whine. “Yeah.”

“Good. Me too.”

You don’t have time to process this before a few rubs over your clit with just the right amount of pressure in just the right way are sending you over the edge, causing you to whimper as you grip the sheets.

“That’s it…that’s my girl.” He softly praises as he helps you through your orgasm. You are too engrossed in your own feelings to notice that he’d been moving in just the right way to get the right amount of friction to make him release as well.

You come down from your high, panting slightly.

“Jesus…thank you. Now…are you sure you don’t want me to…” You trail off as you look at his crotch and notice a wet patch.

“That’s evidently not necessary.” He murmured, chuckling softly.

“Did you…” You ask, slightly amazed by how he’d been able to cum just from what he was doing. You never realized how aroused your own arousal made him.

He nods. “Yes. I did.”

“Oh…ok…” Your cheeks tinge pink as you smile.

“You wanna…take a shower?” He asks, sensing the slight awkwardness around the subject.

“Yeah…that sounds good.” You nod.

He uses the rag from earlier to clean up a bit before helping you off the bed and toward the shower, grabbing clean clothes along the way.

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PROMPTS FOR 27/03-05/04

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rules: you can mix & match as always!! multiple prompts can be sent at a time!! there's 100 in each (300 in total), so there should be plenty!

Mixed Dialogue

“Do you have an alternative?”

“You’re safest here, with me”

“I didn’t know you were coming”

“We’re not having this argument”

“I’d prefer we had a plan that wasn’t complete suicide”

“There’s something worse?”

“Stay here, do not move, I won’t be long”

“It’s just for a little while”

“I don’t know what it is, but it’s not the same when I’m not with you”

“Nothing, just… you look really good right now”

“It could work”

“I’ll be there in five minutes”

“Don’t be scared, alright?”

“Come on, baby, talk to me”

“I know your work is important, but can you please just call once a day? Just so I know you’re not dead”

“I’m always going to be here”

“No one will interrupt us, don’t worry”

“That’s it”

“Hey! Hey! It’s alright, I got you!”

“Calm down, breathe”

“Keep looking at me like that, and I’m not sure what I’ll do”

“You fucking leave him alone”

“Do. Not. Move.”

“Quiet! Or do you want everyone to know?!”

“Did it work?”

“I’m all better”

“Best of luck”

“We can’t try that again”

“Come here, I’ve missed you”

“Will you just shut up and kiss me?”

“This won’t be like last time, I promise”

“You’re fucking bleeding, sit down and let me have a look”

“Nothing changes”

“It’s been a shit day, I just need you”

"Why do I feel like you're about to say something?"

"Just don't tell me you love me and then disappear"

"I thought you... nevermind"

"Come on, your favourite horror film's on!"

"I'm all yours"

"It's just you and me for the day, no one else"

"Well, we have plenty of time"

"Did you ever think we'd end up like this?"

"I have a peace offering"

"Come here and kiss me, or I'll really start getting cross"

"I haven't seen you smile like that in so long"

"It's... confusing. I've never felt this way before"

"Just close your eyes and go to sleep, I'll still be here"

"But won't they find out?"

"Quiet, you'll wake everyone!"

"Before you leave..."

"Do you doubt me?"

"To be honest, I was quite shocked when you asked me"

"I know I can trust you, but you have to promise me"

"I said I would stay and look after you"

"I promised I would protect you, no matter the cost"

"You're here." "You called. I'll always answer"

"That sounds like the worst plan in the world... I'm in"

"Please, don't lie me"

"How bad does it look?"

“Am I really just lucky?”

“It’s later than you think”

“Do you think we’ll always be like this?”

“Thanks”

“Please don’t like act like you’re surprised”

“He’s lying”

“Don’t you think I, of all people, would already know?”

“Why don’t I feel scared?”

“It won’t work”

“We’re going to need something better than that”

“Don’t give up”

“Trust me, he’s loyal to you - he cares about you, genuinely”

“Are you trying to hint at something?”

“It’s late, I’m tired”

“You hurt a fucking hair on his head and I will end you”

“I ruled out every other possibility”

“I just really, really need you” 

“Let me make some calls, and then you’ll have my undivided attention, okay?”

“I’m just saying!”

“Lie down, I’ll get you something”

“It’ll only get worse”

“You have to tell me now, before I walk away for good”

“I have never lied to you”

“Am I wrong?”

“I thought you were interesting”

“I’m not here to do anything except protect you”

“That is my job. That is where my deal is.”

“How well do you know me?”

“Don’t doubt me, now, please”

“When I ask if you’re okay, I want an honest answer”

“It worked!”

“I can’t do it”

“That’s just stupid”

“I love you, but I know that if you come along with me on this, it’s gonna distract me”

“It’s not great, but it isn’t bad either”

“Did you hear that?”

“Try it”

“What the fuck just happened?”

“I leave you two alone for one night, and I come back and you’re acting all weird!”

“Someone tell me what I just walked into, or I will burn this fucking place to the ground”

“You really are jealous, aren’t you?”

Lyric Prompts

songs used: Love In Stereo by Warrant, Bed of Roses by Warrant, Sure Feels Good To Me by Warrant, Song and Dance Man by Warrant, I Saw Red by Warrant, You're The Only Hell Your Mama Ever Raised by Warrant, Sex Ain't Love by Warrant, Home by Warrant, Dirty Jack by Warrant, Down Boys by Warrant, Machine Gun by Warrant, The Bitter Pill by Warrant, Blind Faith by Warrant, Heaven by Warrant, 32 Pennies by Warrant, Let It Rain by Warrant, 1916 by Motorhead, Kingdom Come by Sabaton, The Price Of A Mile by Sabaton, Angels Calling by Sabaton, Synthetic Love by Motionless In White, When Love Met Destruction by Motionless In White, I Can't Believe by Stone Sour, Hell & Consequences by Stone Sour, Sillyworld by Stone Sour, Let's Be Honest by Stone Sour, Song #3 by Stone Sour

"So, baby lock that door" 

"I may just be an ordinary man, but at least I'm someone to lean on"

"And if I'm wrong or right I don't give a damn tonight"

"You bring out the worst in me"

"You might be bad but it sure feels good to me"

"Yeah, it might be dirty and it might be bad"

"I'll be okay as soon as I'm on my way" 

"Sometimes I hear your voice, it calls out to me"

"It makes my heart bleed"

"It must be magic, how inside your eyes, I see my destiny"

"I saw red, my heart just spilled onto the floor" 

"I didn't even need to see his face"

"I'm not sure that I'll be fine"

"I never thought it would end this way"

"All his friends look like trouble"

"Where's that boy I used to cuddle?"

"You gotta do things your own way"

"Says you're a good boy and that you must be goin' through some phase" 

"I don't care what you say"

"We can do this all night long"

"Honey don't turn off the light"

"Honey why you playin' me so tough?"

"Late for work, late with the rent, all I wanna do is get on you again"

"We can get messed up and go all night long"

"Does it matter where I go or what I do?"

"I can't lie, you know it's true"

"It ain't home without you"

"Some people spend their days lost in a heartless haze"

"That life is not for me 'cause every day I see a better way"

"It ain't home, you know, that I'm lost all alone"

"But I never seem to let you down"

"Always seem to want me around"

"You're givin' me the runaround making me feel like a fool"

"I don't care where you go tonight, take me along with you"

"Well, the first time I saw you, I could not speak a word"

"Every time you call my name"

"Now I'm gonna crash and burn, but I'm not finished yet"

"Lick it off my fingers, taste it on my tongue"

"You're such a mystery"

"Love can be beautiful, or a bitter pill" 

"And when you smile, I have to laugh"

"When you cry, I'm torn in half"

"Hold me close, don't ever let me go"

"Darlin', I know you're sleepin', but there's something that I got to say"

"Thanks to you, now I know, all my dreams can come true"

"And the first day I met you, I consider the first day of my life" 

"No matter what your friends might say"

"I wrap my arms around you so I can feel you breathe"

"I don't need to be a superman, as long as you will always be my biggest fan"

"Closer to it every day"

"We'll find our way"

"I've got nowhere left to go, and no one really cares, I don't know what to do - but I'm never giving up on you"

"Baby, where you going to? I was thinkin' that maybe I would come along with you"

"I think I'll stay just one more day 'cause I'm in love with you"

"I can't get up the nerve to call you, but I wanna call so bad"

"I reach to pull you closer and remember you're not there"

"Let it rain"

"That I'm still not over you, but if you're over me, let it rain"

"It was the only way I could sleep, and this pillow is a poor substitute for your body next to me"

"I guess I never really took the time to show how much I care"

“But I knew at the time that a year in the line, was a long enough life for a soldier”

“We were food for the gun, and that’s what you are when you’re soldiers”

“I heard my friend cry”

“I fell by his side, and that’s how we died, clinging like kids to each other”

“I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood, and I wept as his body grew colder”

“Though it wasn’t my fault and I wasn’t to blame”

“Yea it burns a fire that drives a man to win”

“Words of power calling to us all, holding us together while other kingdoms fall”

“It’s a stalemate at the frontline where the soldiers rest in mud”

“Stuck in a trench with no way out”

“And as the men crawled the general called and the killing carried on and on”

“Sent to kill, to watch no man’s land, snipers are moving unseen, fight for land, to lose it again, shrapnel is filling the air”

“Charge their lines, the ultimate test it’s a synchronised sacrifice”

“Get the wounded after dark”

“Scout at night to guard their lines, leave your life in fortune’s hand”

“We said this was the last time, over and over again”

“And everything that we have loved in the end we will lose”

“This is my life's work”

“And what am I gonna do?”

“I never asked for anything, I'm not asking now”

“And I don't care what you do to me”

“I'm not a problem until you make one out of spite”

“If you don't want an enemy don't fuck with my life!”

“Why can't anybody see what's good for you is good for me?”

“We fight our instincts”

“We go to extremes”

“I know I shouldn't have listened to you”

“I watched you walk away”

“All I want is something better”

“Something that is safe”

“You can say you will stay”

“But I know fucking better”

“You will never change”

“If you take a step towards me, you will take my breath away”

“No one else has ever loved me, no one else has ever tried”

“I saw the worst was over when I laid my eyes on you”

“I would run into the storm just to keep you here with me”

“Let me take a step towards you, let me feel you in my hands”

“Just tell me I am yours 'cause you are mine”

“It doesn't really matter what you do or say, I'm never going anywhere anyway”

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(NSFW BELOW THE CUT, MINORS DNI BEYOND THIS POINT!)

NSFW Prompts

“Fuck, you feel so good”

“Yes, yes! Right there!”

“I wanna cum, please!”

“Your mouth is so fucking good”

“I wanna hear you beg for me to fuck you”

“Are you touching yourself right now?”

“If we do this, if we have sex… what happens after?”

“Good, keep going”

Daddy kink

Cockwarming

Praise kink

Tied up/Restrained

“Stuck” under something

Free use

Choking

Spanking

Dom/Sub dynamics

Consent kink

Breeding kink

Cockdrunk

Begging

Collars

Dry humping

Thigh riding

Wet dreams

(CONSENSUAL) Somnophilia

Public/semi-public sex

Doggy style

Riding

(ANAL) Fingering

Blowjobs 

Hand jobs

Biting kink

Spit as lube

Possessive sex

Phone sex

Outdoor sex

Car sex

Gentle sex

Crying during sex

Rough oral sex 

Slow, romantic sex

Quickies

Sex on the sofa 

Sex on the floor

Shower sex

Bath sex

Sex in hot tubs/pools/etc

Overstimulation

Teasing

Blindfolds

Temperature play

Whips

Mutual masturbation

Handcuffs

Using dildos

Using butt plugs

Using vibrators

Gags

Dirty talk

Size kink

Breath play

Hand kink

Edging

Mirror sex

Orgasm control

Scratching kink

Mask kink 

Nipple play

Caning

Discipline

Face fucking

Flogging

Knife play

Body worship

Orgasm denial

Rope work

Monsters/Teratophilia

Grinding

Sir kink 

Lap dances

“Want me to do this ‘til you cum?”

“You’re doing so good”

“Fuck, I wanna bend you over that desk and fuck you raw…"

“I wanna make you scream my name so loud that your neighbours hate me."

“Do you really want everyone here to wake up because of your moaning?”

“I love it when you say my name like that”

“Take it off nice and slow”

“On your hands an knees, now”

“You take my cock so well”

“Taste so good make a grown man cry”

“I want you to just fucking use me”

“I’ve waited all day for you to come home”

“That sounds like something from a fucking porno”

“I can think of a few ways we can kill time… if you wanna get on your knees, that is”

“You still want me to fuck you?”

“If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I’m gonna walk away” 

“Only the tip, I can’t take more than that”

“Stop being a fucking brat!”

“Fuck me into submission, then” 

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[naddiesflower]

Loved the last one I got another one how about headcannosn of kiri deku and bakugou where they want to lay their head on their female s/os chest but they know some girls are a bit apprehensive and wouldn't like it and the reader notices and is super chill about it and is like 'sure go ahead'

Bonus points If they have a big chest

Cause I am cursed with one and I hate it

sorry if it's late :( but here it is! I too am cursed with the big booba so I understand the struggles

Kirishima

He totally isn’t thinking about wanting to lay his head on your chest

He wasn’t

…..ok so maybe he was

You always laid your head on his chest 

So he couldn’t help but want to also lay his head on your chest

And you were…well endowed, and he really really couldn’t help but be curious about how it would feel

But he also didn't want to make you uncomfortable

So the gears in his head are turning to come up with a way to somehow ask you without it sounding weird or perverted

Obviously, he wasn’t able to come up with a way and his brainstorming persists for a couple of days

You of course noticed this, especially with how he tried to discreetly look your way as if something were plaguing his mind (and by try, you mean fail miserably)

There would be times when you guys would hang out in each other’s rooms and it seemed like Kirishima would try to ask you something but he would always opt-out in someway 

“Something on your mind Ei?”

“Oh, uh…” he has a chance to ask you, you’re going out of your way to check up on him

Surely that meant you wouldn’t mind if he asked you if he could lay his head on your chest

But even so, you’d probably think him to be weird

So he brushes off your question and offers you a smile

“Nope, just a little tired with everything that’s going on.”

Not once did you buy his excuses, but you weren’t going to push it since he didn’t want to elaborate

That was until you were able to pinpoint the problem 

At least you think so

You were at least 100% sure it had something to do with your chest 

It was no secret that you had, put simply, a big chest

And Kirishima wasn’t very subtle with his stares

So you text him to come to your dorm room so you can break out of his little stupor 

Kirishima knocks and steps inside giving you a sweet “hey” but he’s immediately thrown off guard by what you say next

“My boobs.”

If Kirishima had been drinking something he was sure he would’ve done a spit take

“Y-your…” he can’t even bring himself to say the word boobs

“Uh...what about them??”

Maybe you haven’t noticed his staring and were just being random

“You’ve been staring at them lately, you can tell me anything you know.”

Ok so you did notice his staring

“Ok hear me out, it’s just hard to ignore them, especially when I want to lay my head on them and I understand if that makes you uncomfortable and I can totally leave right now.”

Kirishima goes to move before you answer him but your laughing stops him from doing so

But he’s more confused than anything now, especially since he expected you to be irritated at him

“Ei, you’re so silly, c’mere.”

You make grabby hands at him and he goes to sit next to you on your bed

You hug him and pull him down with you to lie down, his head laying on your chest

Kirishima is stiff, making sure not to place his head on your chest, which makes you laugh more

“I don’t mind it you know, you can lay your head on my chest and I won’t get mad.”

Kirishima doesn’t move his head to lay on your chest until you press a hand to his head

Even then, Kirishima is shell shocked

You’re okay with this?

Then it hits him how soft your chest

Dude is in heaven, he would have fallen asleep in a matter of seconds if it wasn’t still early into the night

He finally understands why you like to lay your head on his chest and he hopes to do this more often

Deku

Izuku is normally a bit shy with you despite being in a relationship with you for a while

So you weren’t able to immediately notice the slight shift in his behavior 

The shift was monumental for Midoriya in his mind however

It was a passing thought at first

‘I wonder what it would feel like to lay my head on their chest?’

It flustered him, so he shook the thought away

But the more he fought to not think about it the more it plagued his mind

You would often hug him from behind and he would feel your chest against his back

And it sounds innocent

But you were very round in the chest area, so he could feel them splay out across his back

And he couldn’t help but think how soft they felt (Mineta would be so proud of him bro)

Which would further encourage his thoughts on laying his head on your chest

And god he really shouldn’t be thinking about this 

You deserved nothing but respectful thoughts

So he will do exactly just that

He doesn’t even last a day 

A for effort tho

So now he has resorted to finding a way to ask you without seeming like a creep

He’ll brainstorm ways and actually end up muttering quietly to himself

You’ve caught him doing so a couple of times and he’ll be flustered

You had initially thought it was him muttering stuff about heroes or ways to better his quirk  

Some days would be hard on Midoriya

He’s absolutely spent and sometimes he likes to hang out in your room with you since it de-stresses him

So Midoriya gently flops on top of you and lays his head on your chest 

And without a second thought, you wrap your arms around him and stroke his hair

It’s like all his troubles melt away

And then he’s yelling

And now you are too

“Aaaaah! Izuku what’s wrong!?”

He jumps off of you as if you were on fire

Poor baby is bowing at mach speed

“I’msosorryI’mreallysorryIdidn’tmeantolaymyheaddownonyourchestlikethatthey’rejustsobigandtheylooksocomfortablebutIdon’twanttomakeyouuncomfortable.”

He stops for a second and seems to spot something

“Here.”

He’s holding out one of your slippers

You take the slipper from his hand and you notice that he braces himself

“Hit me.” (lowkey I'm thinking of this vid now https://youtu.be/GhCdv3Fm3mY)

It makes you want to laugh, but it also kinda makes you sad that he would think you would actually smack him

Tossing the slipper aside you grab both of his hands and pull him back on top of you

His blushing is so strong  you can practically feel the heat emitting from his face 

“Don’t be sorry Izuku, you’d never be able to make me uncomfortable.”

Just when you think he can’t get any redder he proves you wrong

He looks cute when he blushes

“You don’t think it’s weird?”

“Nope.”

You card your fingers through his hair again

And that keeps him from asking any more questions

He was so sure you wouldn’t be okay with it

But having you vocalize that it didn’t bother you was a relief

All is unneeded over-worrying could finally come to an end

Bakugou

Also another one where you wouldn’t immediately notice was thinking about lying his head on your chest

I think Bakugou would be pretty good at masking what he was thinking

And by masking I mean frowning away his thoughts

So when he first thought about lying his head on your chest he went from :l to >:l 

He didn’t want to think about something that would bother you

So he just resorted to his frowning

Luckily for you, you knew that whenever he frowned it meant that he was probably thinking of something that bothered him

He didn’t do it too often but as of recent it was getting pretty frequent

Which would prompt you to ask him what was wrong

And every time you would receive a gruff “nothing” as a response

That’s when you knew something was up

Normally he would rant to you about stuff that was bothering him

So you were able to deduce that it probably had something to do with you

Which also confused you since Bakugou was never afraid to speak his mind

So now you really wanted to know what was on his mind

Poor Bakugou man, he’s minding his business, and you’re like 👀👀

“What are you staring at??”

You didn’t want him to find out what you were trying to do so you make the cheesiest excuses

“Can I not stare at my handsome boyfriend?”

He would always scoff at your silly remarks

But deep that dude is beyond flustered

How dare you be so cute

And he really didn’t want you knowing that he thought of laying his head on your chest

He was sure you would think he was weird

He also didn’t want you to think he was being soft

He wasn’t soft

Never

Immediately goes back to thinking about laying his head on your chest

Although the thought wasn’t frequent at first, it sure is now

It has become so recurrent that it started to affect his fighting

It frustrates him to no end, but he also doesn’t want to expose himself, 

but he also doesn’t want it affecting his progress

So he makes up his mind to tell you 

And that’s how you end up in his room

You sitting on his bed while Bakugo almost burns a hole in the ground with his pacing

He looked stoic but you could easily tell that whatever was on his mind had been gnawing at him pretty bad

“Well?”

Bakugou gives you a half-hearted glare, stops his pacing and finally stands in front of you

If you rejected the idea of him lying his head on your chest, he would be cool with that

Only a little dejected, but he would be fine with your boundaries

So he musters up all his courage and asks you

Which comes out as a mumbled mess that you could hardly understand

“Katsuki, I didn’t understand a single word that came out of your mouth”

“I SAID LET ME LAY MY HEAD ON YOUR CHEST”

His eyes widen, he hadn’t meant to ask you in such a harsh way

And he’s about to apologize when you snort out a laugh

“So that’s what this is about?”

He was going to question you, but you tug on the hem of his shirt

“Yes you can lay on my chest, thank you for asking nicely.”

Bakugou grumbles slightly at your teasing and lays down

And oh man oh wow

He knew you had a big chest and had assumed they would be soft

But actually feeling them does not compare at all to the real feeling

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“This is more than okay.”

He won’t tell you but he really loves the sound of your heartbeat

#mha x you #mha x reader #mha imagines #midoriya x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha imagines #bnha scenarios #bnha x reader #kirishima x reader #bakugo imagine #kirishima imagine #midoriya imagines

[junhanndee]

losing your virginity to : gaon ~!

a series ! 2/6

find junhans here!

warnings : first time!!! , semi experienced gaon x virgin reader, afab, pretty soft nothing crazy, mentions of oral / fingering

generally speaking gaon gives me a kind of experienced vibe but nothing further than just kinda doing it yk?

like i can see maybe messing around with some people here and there but nothing ever really that serious

once he finds out that it’s your first time, honestly, i think he would be just a tiny bit nervous? but also! he would be like ‘omg she wants me to take her virginity?’ type thing because he knows the first time is a pretty big deal

i think he would honestly just let it happen whenever you’re ready! if it’s 3pm and you’re feeling it, well! he’s ready to go

he would 100% take his time and make sure that you were nothing less of comfortable

making sure you ate that day, making sure you’re 100% about this, and tbh i think just having you reassure him that you’re ready would make him just a tad less nervous

once actually getting into the good parts i think all that nervousness would melt away and gaon would become a cocky mess

saying things like ‘do i make you feel this good?’ or ‘who’s hands are fucking you like this huh?’

he would probably go nice and slow while fingering you before actually going all the way

he would definitely get off on the way that he’s making you feel as well

just by seeing your reactions and seeing the way you’re feeling so good :( and :( it’s all at his hands

gaon might even want to make it all about you as well

^ why i mentioned he’s taking his time!! he wants to make it special for you

also side note i don’t think gaon would take sex as something crazy serious yk? it’s like yeah! woooo! fun!!! but nothing awkward or embarrassing with you yk?

once you tell him you’re ready, he would align with your hole and probably put just the tip in just to make sure you’re okay to keep going!

once he’s fully inside you and bottoms out i’m sure he would love to have you in missionary

while fucking you he would bend down to give you kisses and even hold your hands to guide you through it all

a/n : it is completely normal not to cum the first time!! so note to all my readers, don’t be embarrassed or upset!! make sure to healthy communicate to your partners about what might help and what might not!! be safe pls :)

anyways !

like said before, if you don’t cum, gaon would offer to go down on you and try everything in his power to get you off as well!

at the end of the night, he would help you get all cleaned up and even offer one of his sweaters or hoodies to wear to bed

he would probably think about everything while you rest soundly in his arms and he wouldn’t want it any other way :)

i think as your sex life evolves a bit more, gaon would open up more about things he might be into as well!!

a/n : i am having serious writers block and i’m so sorry if this sucked 😭😭 hopefully i’ll get over this soon :////

- if you liked this, don’t forget to like and leave a reblog if you want!! 🩷

- ask box is always open!! i love new anons <3

#xdinary heroes smut #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh imagine #xdinary heroes imagines #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes x reader #xdh imagines #xdh smut #xdinary heroes hard hours #gaon x reader #jiseok x reader

[gabzlovesu]

𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘

╰ ft. kaeya alberich !

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHS even before i took my break from writing. and i've proofread this fic damn near 100 times but wasn't sure about posting it. i'm so sorry lol. after this i swear i'll post fics for new characters!

warnings: fem!reader, oral (fem! receiving), angsty sex, kaeya struggling to use his big boy words and tell reader how he feels (bc canon kaeya is >>> fanon kaeya, like bffr)...

word count: 1.2k

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Your thumb glides along his lip, studying the fine lines and savoring the warmth that radiates through your fingertip. Your gaze remained fixed on his lips longer than it should have, fearing that once you kissed him — once your lips met and sealed off the world around you — that he too would vanish and become nothing more than a figment of your imagination. And when you finally kissed, it was slow, every movement exaggerated to make this moment last a tad bit longer. 

That’s how things usually go whenever you dared to let love trespass the cracked and ragged walls surrounding your heart. The forbidden feeling crept in, and he crept out, going off on his own and leaving you behind with no one to share the extra space. 

So you hold on, fisting the hair above the nape of his neck and the white fabric of his shirt as you deepened the kiss, all while eliciting a deep, guttural moan from him. It was your favorite sound. The vocalization of his unspoken desire laced with something more… a bit of feral nature. His fingers dig into your hips as he pulls you closer on his lap, letting you feel what you do to him through the many layers of clothing between the two of you.

He never said those three measly words that you desperately wanted to hear, but it wasn’t like he dangled them over your head and strung you along either… they just lingered at the back of this throat where they taunted his tongue, wanting to be muttered into the crook of your neck as he held you.

Like a fool, you gave in to him completely as you’ve done countless times before, letting him fill the space between your legs the same way he occupied every inch of your mind. You didn’t stop him. You wanted him to invade your thoughts, your thighs, and every other part of you. You wanted to feel everything he couldn’t say.

“Kaeya…” Your voice trails off, as you get lost in the blue of his eyes. But you didn’t need to finish, not when you gave that lovesick look that you always did before you professed your love. And although he would never admit it, guilt welled up within him every single time. He was guilty about the fact that he couldn’t bring himself to reciprocate such a simple statement. Or maybe he was guilty about the fact that you loved him instead of someone better, someone that didn’t hide their emotions and ration out their love.

Tonight was different. Something urged him deep inside.

“It’s my turn to say it,” he says, cutting you off. Kaeya leads your hand to his mouth so that he can press a kiss into your palm before continuing. “I love you. I am so deeply in love with you Y/N that I don’t know what to do with myself. And I need you to know. ” 

He loves you. 

Kaeya loves you. 

Maybe you heard that wrong, so you just stare at him with uncertainty.

Silence.

Both of you freeze in place and the air stifles with a bit of awkward tension. You fix your mouth to say something but this time, you’re the one who is struggling to force words to come out, to provide a response. As much as he wanted you to give one, he doesn’t wait any longer. Instead, he starts littering your body with kisses like he was trying to prove his confession. 

The lower he crept down your body, the more your back arched off of the satin sheet, offering more of yourself to him as he worked his way to your hot core. Only when his mouth met your aching bud did you melt and mesh with the sheets, drowning in the smooth ocean of grey as you struggled to stay afloat in the sea of arousal.

You could’ve sworn he was mouthing the words into your cunt over and over as he devoured you, and they traveled up from your quivering lips straight to your heart where they were etched permanently — words you would never forget. They were all you focused on as he continued to make love to you. Even when he slowly sank into your heat, rocking his hips and whispering more words into your ear to accompany each thrust, but they were irrelevant words that paled in comparison to “I love you”. 

The night ended too soon as your bodies continued to tangle. And some time during your coition, the sheets were ripped from the bed so you resorted to cuddling into this toned body as a heat source. He didn’t mind, his finger idly drawing shapes into your bare back as you counted his heartbeats that thundered in his chest.

It didn’t matter how much you flushed your body against him though. There was still a small possibility that he would be gone by dawn’s first light, leaving as swiftly and quietly as the night had set…and maybe you were okay with that. You didn’t expect for him to stick around, to see that coy smile when you woke in the morning, especially not after what he said tonight. The calvary captain would probably drown himself in work and pretend you didn’t exist for a few days so he could mull over his feelings with a bottle of liquor and get his head straight. But you were okay with that — it was normal.

The cold, empty space next to you in the morning was enough to convince you. Your heart cracking a little more, letting the love start to leak without anyone to catch it. Part of you did expect him to stay, just for once. 

At least he had the decency to drape his fur-lined cape over your naked form, the white fur tickled your nose and caused you to wake from your slumber. You slowly climb off the bed, wrapping the cape around yourself as you take in the mess on the floor: your clothes scattered around, pillows thrown about, and the sheets lay jumbled at the foot of the bed. A sigh escapes your lips and then your eyes look to the billowing curtains, realizing that the balcony doors were open to the morning breeze. 

What you found behind the curtains was shocking, bringing goosebumps to your skin along with the crisp Mondstat air. There was Kaeya, standing at the rail glowing in the golden hue of the morning sun as it peaked out from behind the horizon. He was ethereal.

If Khaenri’ah did have a god, you imagined it would be fashioned after him.

 It didn’t take long for him to notice your presence, and while he did hesitate at first — gauging your feelings about last night — he eventually slinked over to you. He let his arms fall in place around you, second nature it seemed, before locking lips. 

It was a goodbye kiss since he had to report to headquarters soon, but it was also a promise to return later. You could tell from the way he extended the deep kiss, usually it was a quick peck and he was gone. This time he pulled you in and french kissed you until his lungs burned for air. 

With a stroke of his thumb across your lip while admiring your eyes, mimicking you from last night, he departed silently out the door. You stood there with a stupid grin plastered on your face as you held the cape tight and ran your fingers over the exact spot his thumb grazed moments prior.

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[concreteburialplot]

pretty sure you’re my fellow chase atlantic girlie that i’ve seen posted on my feed but if something chase atlantic x bad omens ever happened i. would. lose. my. mind. like i’m fully aware that noah would have fun posting things just because he likes to create chaos but someone on the bo tiktok account reposted cas’s video and it doesn’t mean anything but like,,, chase atlantic and bad omens are my bread and butter. and i mean they’re aware of each other just saying 🤠

and i’m sure if there ever was a collab someone somewhere would have smth negative to say but they could stfu because those are my angels. LIKE I’M SORRY can you imagine a chase atlantic feature on a song like bad decisions????

i need it. (at the same time i’m not ready for it)

YES! I AM HER! i am your fellow chase / omens girlie lmao

(just seeing their logos side by side like that makes me feel dizzy & makes my heart explode)

i actually hadn’t heard anything about the repost so thank you for bringing it to my attention! i just about lost my mind 🥲 my fav boys interacting ? 😭 my heart 😩 they are also my babies so get it 100% 🥺

(you didn’t ask for this but i’m offering it anyway 🥲)

so, couple things that come into play here that i think are interesting

warning: beyond this point will contain lengthy unnecessary, unasked for, unwarranted & disorganized reaching, theories, wishful delusional thinking & dissection. i am a swiftie at heart so it’s a reflex to look too much into cryptic behavior lol

+ rambling bc i’m a gemini who loves chase atlantic & rarely gets to talk about them to anyone so 🥲💔

i’m also aware that omens x chase fans are very niche & nobody actually cares what i have to say about this topic but whatever 🥲💔 i just need to get this out 🥲

1 - i have known for a while that at least noah knows about / is a fan of chase atlantic. i believe he liked a tweet about them a while ago, when chase was doing a livestream i think? & he’s posted about them before, example here:

whether or not chase knows about bad omens i’m not sure but they probably do now at least

2 - Omens & Chase are under the same management company! They’re both under MDDN, so they’re at least in the same circles

3 - as much as i’d KILLLLL to hear chase feature on bad decisions i unfortunately don’t think noah would be down for it (i think he’s stated before he’s not open to features on bad omens’ discography ?? but i could be mistaken) - so the more likely scenario in the realm of (unrealistic) features would be noah featuring on a chase song

4 - the Bad Omens official tiktok account has only reposted 6 videos total, besides cas’ & the other 5 were specifically about the band - with how they handle their social media i find it interesting that they’d do that

also

obviously Kras is in CA so them reposting it isn’t out of the ordinary BUT both band accounts reposted the same day (even tho the video itself was posted 6 days ago, they both reposted the next day) - again just interesting

5 - the audio on the tiktok was mamacita so that begs the question that if there WERE to be a collab … would it be noah featuring on mamacita …………. bc the thought of that …. makes my head spin 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 (we also been knew that noah’s music taste is vast, so him being interested in / open to featuring on a different genre track, especially of a band he likes, isn’t THAT crazy to imagine)

6 - however the caption cas’ tiktok was something like “christian said that if you use this filter he’ll show you his verse on mamacita” so that could mean a couple things IF a collab is being teased

a - it’s not actually kras’ verse it’s noah’s

b - kras’ verse could be first & noah’s 2nd (😵‍💫)

c - they’re hinting at a feature on another song on chase’s upcoming album

d - there is no collab & i’m a clown for believing that there could be (it’s this one)

7 - we know chase is open to having features from different genres & are pretty lax about who they work with (& lax in general)

8 - i’m unsure how well the collab would be received - i think noah featuring on chase would go over significantly better than the other way around but still idk - chase’ fanbase seems a lot more chill than omens

REGARDLESS i fear for chase if they collab bc [a lot of] bad omens fans are mean, judgy & ruthless especially about artists outside of metal/metalcore. chase’s fandom is fairly chill (in my experience) & unfortunately i honestly think any interaction with bad omens would bring a lot of unnecessary drama & hate to them :///// and i can smell the “bad omens is selling out” accusations from here

9 - again i think the repost was really interesting & unusual for their normal social media activity/strategy & so the fact that it’s so out of the ordinary + subtle + sneaky ON TOP OF ALLL of those other factors ^ has got me extremely intrigued

10 - that all being said ……. unfortunately as you touched on, Noah is a troll at heart, so he could very well just be causing mischief - for what reason, nobody knows - also choosing that tiktok was so random ?? so ?? [especially since it was cas’ tiktok, not chase or even their members??]

i’m interested to see if there’s any other sneaky interactions between them moving forward - noah loves taylor swift so he may be taking a page or 2 from her book & starting to get more cryptic as their fanbase expands ?? lol

seeing kras on the same page of an omens official account really made me feel crazy. that is something i never ever thought i’d see, thought i was hallucinating lol (i love them so much 🥹)

i am slightly hopeful but also ready to be disappointed lol

am i a fool for underestimating noah sebastian’s troll behavior? probably

has he trolled me before? yes

will i have too much faith in him to not troll me again after this? yeah :/

regardless,

anyway sorry this is ridiculously long for no reason & nobody actually cares about my insane hypothesizing 🥲 if anyone got this far, you’re a trooper & i’m giving you a star

i was just really really really excited about this bc i love them both so much & nobody else cares & it made me really sad but it’s fine 🥲🥲💔💔

#my asks 🥹 #thank you for the ask even tho you prob didn’t want that much of my opinion 🥲💔 #omens x chase #i look like a fool i know #i know i’m looking too much into it but idk :/ i was really excited to see it #nobody cares i know #but i care 🥲💔 #i was just really excited :// and i just wanted to scream about it :// #being so excited about something nobody else cares about made me really emo im ngl 🥲 #noah sebastian #bad omens cult #bad omens band #chase atlantic x bad omens #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson #bad omens x chase atlantic #chase atlantic band #chase atlantic #noah sebastian bad omens #christian kras anthony #bad omens gif #bad omens #mitchel cave #clinton cave

[lemon-jellybelly]

headcanons: dating Jeremiah Fisher

he would be sooooo touchy-feely. just like constantly needing to feel you against him - holding your hand, arm around your shoulder or waist, hugging you from behind, pulling you onto his lap, resting your legs or heads on each other, absentmindedly scratching your back or playing with your hair. physical touch is 100% his love language

but words of affirmation aren’t far behind. he has a million nicknames for you, ranging from the cutesy standard ones to the ridiculous plays on your name

constant affection. making out in the pool…and in the outdoor shower. pulling over the car on an empty road to kiss you. dipping you low at the deb ball and giving you the kiss of a lifetime

as we’ve seen, he can be a jealous one. he’d never tell you what you can or can’t do, wear, etc. (in fact, he hypes you up in everything you do) but he always has an eye on you just in case someone else gets a little too close

your dates would be so much fun. sure, maybe dinner or a movie every now and then, but he’s always trying to make new memories for you two. amusement parks, concerts, mini golf, laser tag - he just wants to have fun with you

which also leads to skinny dipping at 3 am

coffee/breakfast would be waiting for you when you woke up. he knows what you like and makes it for you, and it makes him proud to see you enjoy it. even when he tries new recipes that aren’t his best, you always try it just to make him happy

he plays the BEST music. all of your favorite artists came from his playlist

he’ll let you choose the show or movie and then complain about what you pick, but he secretly enjoys all of your favorites

grumpy jeremiah isn’t very fun but you’re the only one who can calm him down when he’s in a mood

you wouldn’t even have to ask him to carry your purse when you’re out - he offers

both of your phones are full of selfies of each other, and of you as a couple, including his lock screen

some of the best ones have made it to his instagram, too

you guys don’t feel the need to talk every moment of the day, but he always texts you when something reminds him of you

everyone loves you, his family and the conklins both, and you’ve gone on all versions of double- and triple- dates with belly, conrad, steven, and shayla

he says the first i love you, at a moment when you least expect it, but it’s absolutely perfect

#tsitp imagine #tsitp fanfic #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #jeremiah x you #jeremiah fisher x you #jeremiah #jeremiah x reader #jeremiah fisher #jeremiah fisher x reader #jeremiah fisher imagine #jeremiah fisher fanfic #oc

[tgmsunmontue]

Lonely Nights 3/4

Set in 2009, Bradley is ~27 and Jake is ~23. Hangster PWP. AU where Bradley went to the USNA and has a better relationship with Maverick, however DADT still exists. This 100% fits in with the much longer Nepo!Baby-Bradley fic I am currently writing (the angsty one).

Part 3 is just PWP. 3700 words long.

PART ONE PART TWO

                He’s pretty sure he’s never before been this fucked out. Every muscle in his body feels like it’s carrying extra weight, like he’s pulling-Gs while laying in bed. Never felt like this because of sex, which he guesses says a lot about some of the sex he’s had previously. Jake has shifted, is almost dozing on his chest and it feels so softly sweet and he enjoys it, knowing it’ll be gone soon enough. His fingers are playing with Bradley’s hair, wrapping a curl around a finger and then releasing it, tugging it gently and then going back to wrapping it around a finger.

                “I need a haircut before I report back.”

                There’s something easy about talking to someone who knows what his life is like. Of course he’s had hook-ups with guys in the service before, regular hook-ups, when he’s been at sea for months on end and there’s a mutual arrangement with one person. But it’s never been soft despite that. Hurried and hard, a race to the finish line and to clean up and get back to where their absence won’t be missed or commented on. Everything with Jake feels luxurious, the amount of time they have, the bed, the space to move around in. Not a fucking rack where you can’t even sit up.

                “You mean I won’t be seeing these beautiful curls again?”

                “Nope. And I’ll shave.”

                “Oh.”

                Bradley can’t even begin to parse that tone of voice; Jake sounds surprised or maybe disappointed and part of him needs to know which it is. He’d almost shaved it off before he went out, not sure if it would be a help or hindrance.

                “What?”

                “Well, you wear that moustache very well.”

                “Yeah, you like it huh?”

                “Maybe.”

                Bradley grins, that’s definitely a yes.

                “I grew it on a dare, wasn’t planning on keeping it past my leave.”

                “Well, as I said, it suits you. Not many men can wear a moustache and have it make them sexier, but you’re definitely one of them.”

                Bradley grins again, his cheeks are getting sore from smiling so much. He feels something warm and squiggly in his chest at Jake’s comment and squeezes Jake to him, presses a kiss to the top of his head. He wants this suddenly, this sweet domesticity, resting together, the easy humor between lovers, none of which he’s ever experienced before. He doesn’t want to let it go, part of him furious that he’s going to have to anyway.

                “So… Round three. You wanna fuck me?”

                “Guh.”

                “It’s okay if it’s not your thing, just feeling very generous right now.”

                “I… yes. Please.”

                “Don’t need to be nice to me baby, I already offered.”

                “I’m not being nice, I just… I’ve never… before.”

                “Really?” He’s surprised, because while Jake clearly likes sex, and bottoming, most guys have tried both while they figure things out. Part of him wants to tease Jake about needing to be able to say it before he can do it, but he remembers all the times when he couldn’t talk. Where a subject change was his best friend. At least he’d tried to cram in as much as possible before he went to USNA. He’s an equal opportunist, which has served him well the last ten years.

                “I grew up in the rural south, there weren’t exactly a lot of opportunities to get my dick wet.”

                “Hey, hey baby… no need to get defensive. I’m just surprised. You’re gorgeous all over and clearly some people are idiots.” And bigots. And there are stupid laws and policies which they have governing their actions now which he’s just going to ignore. Don’t ask, don’t tell, don’t harass, don’t pursue.

                “The opportunity never came up. I’ve… taken what was on offer.”

                “Well, consider it offered.”

                “You’re staying right, I don’t have any energy right now…”

                “Baby, I’m glad I gave you the impression that I could go again right now, but yeah, round three. Later. After some sleep maybe?”

                “Mmm. Sleep. How many nights were you planning on staying here?” Jake asks, and Bradley hears other questions. Already said he was staying for three nights. Wonders if he can maybe have this, as hidden as it would need to be.

                “I booked in for three nights. I’m reporting in at o-eight-hundred on Monday.”

                “Oh.”

                “What?”

                “I’m… the same. Except ten hundred.”

                “Right. Pensocola?”

                “Yeah.”

                Bradley kisses the top of his head again, because he suspects now that Jake is probably a rank below him and that is a careful line he also needs to toe.

                Fuck it all to hell and back.

…             …             …

                He wakes up, instantly alert, heart pounding, there’s a body in bed beside him. He turns his head and immediately feels the tension drain out of him. Jake. He’s never woken up in bed with a guy before, and he guesses he’s getting a whole lot of firsts this weekend and he guesses he’s going to give Jake a couple of firsts as well. On that note he stretches, his body a little stiff from the unaccustomed activities last night. He shifts, moving away from Jake and grins at the disgruntled snuffle Jake makes.

                He brushes his teeth the best he can with the corner of a washcloth and some hotel toothpaste, and it alleviates the worst of the fuzz. He runs the shower and uses the john while it warms up. He washes himself thoroughly and then again, paying particular attention to his ass. It’s been years since he’s been fucked, but he knows how to stretch himself and he’d like to give Jake some of the same treatment he’d given Bradley. He’d also like to have recovered a little before he has to sit in a car and drive three hours.

                “You’re taking forever in here, are you jerking off? You know I’d do that for you right?

                Bradley laughs, sticks his head out the shower door to grin at him. Jake is standing there looking rumpled and a little grumpy and a lot gorgeous. Bradley doesn’t think he’d ever tire of looking at him. Also the man has no shame, standing there naked taking a leak and he wonders if it’s a guy thing, a Navy thing or a Jake thing or some combination of all three. He goes back under the spray and wonders if the stall is big enough to actually fit both of them. Unlikely.

                “I’m not jerking off, but it is definitely adjacent to jerking off…”

                “Really now? What are you doing in there… oh.”

                Bingo. There’s Jake’s lightbulb moment and Bradley tries to see his face through the glass panel, but the water and steam make it undiscernible. Shame. He rinses off and quickly sluices the water off his body best he can before stepping out, grabbing a towel to dry himself. Jake is brushing his teeth, watching him in the mirror and Bradley quirks an eyebrow, a thought crossing his mind. He hangs the towel up carefully, taking his time before moving to stand directly behind Jake, pressing himself against his back. He glances down and there is definitely a bite mark on his shoulder. He kisses the side of his neck, nips the back of his ear, then moves around to the other side, trailing little kisses across the back of his neck. He maintains eye contact the whole time, watches Jake watch him in the mirror while doing a shit job at brushing his teeth.

                “So… How do you want me? Want me to sit on your cock and ride you? Or you wanna fold me in half and rail me, see if you can come twice while you fuck me?” Bradley asks, his voice low in Jake’s ear and he can’t help laughing when Jake makes a choking sound and spits into the sink.

                “You’re kind of an asshole huh?”

                “Little bit. Think you like it.”

                “Hmm. Maybe.”

                Bradley grins into Jake’s neck, because that’s another yes right there.

                “You ever been rimmed?” It’s Bradley’s turn to choke and he swallows roughly, shakes his head, unable to form words. “Hmm. I’m also not a person to offer something I don’t want to follow through with.”

                Bradley doesn’t need to ask if he’s sure, pretty sure he’d get a pissy reply if he did. Jake’s obviously grabbing the opportunity Bradley’s offering him with both hands and he’s not going to deny him something he wants to try. Something Bradley himself has also never done to anyone and he’s sure as fuck curious.

                “Come on, I need some space. I’m gonna shave so I don’t give you beard burn.” The look Jake gives him is teasing, eyebrows quirking up and he has very expressive eyes, playful and Bradley hooks his chin over his shoulder, slouches a little to press his chest against his bare back. “You ain’t making this easy for me darlin’.”

                “Don’t want to be easy…” Bradley replies, and he grinds his semi-hard cock against Jake’s ass.

                “I don’t think there’s anything easy about you, now come on, let me shave.”

                Just to be contrary Bradley runs his hands over Jake’s side, fingers feather-light and Jake squirms away, turning to give him a glare. Bradley steals a kiss then, anticipation starting to build in his gut and yeah, he’s done with doing anything to slow down proceedings.

                “Don’t keep me waiting too long… might start without you.”

                He gives Jake a challenging look in the mirror, and they don’t know each other well enough for Jake to know if he’s joking or not. He goes back into the room, puts the lube and condoms within easy reach, tries to ignore the worst bits of the sheet and goes back into the bathroom to grab a towel. Jake’s eyes follow him and he’s about halfway done

                “You have a really nice ass…”

                “Always like an appreciative audience… Anything else you like? ”

                “Plenty.”

                Bradley is surprised at his own response, can see his face flush in the mirror and has to look away, leaves Jake to finish shaving. He lies down on the bed and takes the opportunity to check his phone and flick out a few quick messages. Checks the movie times for something he wants to maybe do later. Depends on whether he gets a better offer, and he feels like he might; but it’s still good to have something planned so he doesn’t look… boring? Desperate? Lonely? Horny? He doesn’t even know himself. He looks up from his phone then to see Jake watching him and he reaches over and puts his phone on the side table, his eyes tracking Jake as he moves closer.

                Jake lies beside him and starts kissing him, gentle but with intent. They don’t talk, not properly, just quiet hums of appreciation and it’s communication enough that they’re both enjoying what they’re doing. Bradley lets his hands roam, enjoys the feel of Jake’s hand on his own body. They have no time restriction and knowing that allows him to savor it more, enjoy the novelty of making out and exploring another body, rather than trying to race toward the end goal. They make out, time passes and doesn’t. His body is getting slicker with sweat as they continue to move against each other, their whispered non-conversation encouraging. Yeah, good, oh, fuck, mmm.

                “Roll over…” Jake murmurs, hands soft as he guides him. Bradley goes, pull his knees under him and despite it all he feels himself tense up. “Uh… relax I guess?”

                “Easy for you to say,” Bradley mutters, feeling all sorts of exposed. Vulnerable he realizes and maybe that’s another reason why he’s likely never done this before. Jake’s shifting then, blanketing him, letting his full weight rest and it forces him onto his stomach, having to awkwardly push his legs back out from where they were trapped beneath him for a brief moment. Then Jake is kissing at the nape of his neck, across his shoulders, his hands running up and down the length of his arms, hips grinding only ever so slightly against his ass. Oh.

                He does force himself to relax then, lets himself just lay there as Jake effectively worships him, placing kisses all over his back, hands and fingers running over the same skin, alternating between soft-gentle-whispers and harder strokes, like he’s trying to massage the tension from Bradley’s shoulders. It works. Jake isn’t in any rush either, and Bradley can feel his cock is hard, bumping against the back of his thighs as Jake moves. Bradley’s own cock is making a valiant effort at getting hard, as squashed as it is between the bed and his body.

                “You all good?” Jake asks then, voice low in his ear and cock now nestling in the crease of his ass and Bradley wonders if he’s forgotten or maybe changed his mind.

                “Yeah, all good baby…”

                “Mmm…”

                Then the heat of Jake’s body is gone and he turns his head, looks over his shoulder to suddenly realize he doesn’t need to, Jake is moving his legs, spreading them so he can kneel between them. He gets one of the pillows and gives Bradley’s hips a double-tap and he lifts up, let’s Jake position him. Then Jake’s hands are on each of his ass cheeks and pulling them apart and now, now, it’s more arousing than embarrassing. He groans, hides his head in his arms and tries not to grind into the pillow too shamelessly.

                Then there’s a swipe of tongue

                Oh.

                Oh fuck.

                He sucks air into his lungs and it’s tiny breathy inhales, like he’s in pain and trying not to cry, except it’s not like that at all. It’s the pleasure end of the bell curve but it’s almost coming all the way back around, too feathery light maybe and he grunts, wonders if it’s bad etiquette to shove his ass back in Jake’s face. Then he feels pressure on his knees, a silent request and he shifts again, pulls his knees back up beneath him and it’s only seconds and Jake’s hands are back, his tongue swiping up Bradley’s ass and he mutters Jake’s name into his arm along with a few curse words. There’s no method or technique, Jake just trying pretty much everything and repeating anything that makes Bradley gasp or twitch. Broad swipes of tongue, sharp pointing little stabs, swirling spiral of movements to and away that drive him to distraction. He’s hard now, the need to come building and he wonders if he could come from this. Hopefully one day he’ll get to find out. Jake pulls away and he chances a look over his shoulder, releases a shuddering breath. Jake’s lips are swollen, chin shiny with spit and he looks very fucking pleased with himself. Two of his fingers are just massaging over Bradley’s hole and he reaches for the lube, passes it back to him.

                “I wanna try them all if that’s okay?” Jake asks, and his accent gets thicker the more he’s aroused and a part of Bradley likes learning these little tells, even if he’s never going to be able to use them again after this weekend.

                “Positions?” Bradley clarifies, pushing against the breech of a single digit, well lubed.

                “Yeah…”

                “How about we start with three and then… reevaluate?”

                “Which three?”

                “Well, you coming twice… that a normal thing for you?”

                “Uh, yeah. Most of the time. I can stop at one, it’s fine…”

                “Bet the second one is always better though.”

                “Maybe.”

                “I wanna see if you can come twice. That okay?”

                Jake snorts, mutters of course under his breath and slides a second finger into his ass. Bradley grinds back, hides his amusement at the fact that this guy has trouble saying yes to things. He’s got a couple of things he wants to try, nothing rough or bad, but he’s curious. And he’s sufficiently distracted Jake from asking about which three positions they’re going to try. He loses himself in the sensation of being ever so carefully stretched, Jake’s far more gentle than Bradley is with himself, and it’s all sorts of sweet. He lets Jake work a third finger and more lube into him for a few minutes before he moves deliberately away and stands.

                “Lie back baby, I wanna see your face…” Bradley says, and he means it, wants to watch Jake’s face as he pushes his cock into Bradley. The thought of it makes his skin prickle. He gives himself a quick shake and stretch and then moves back to the bed, appreciates the view of Jake lying there, watching him with a hand on his cock, holding it almost too tight. Bradley reaches for a condom and makes quick work of sliding it on and lubing Jake up before he straddles Jake’s hips.

                “Okay?”

                “You’re askin’ me darlin’?”

                “Sure am… come on now baby.”

                He bears down, clenches his jaw at the stretch and waits the discomfit out. It eases away and he takes in a couple of deep breaths. He watches Jake’s face, the clench of his jaw, the fact that he doesn’t appear to even be breathing as Bradley slowly sinks down. Then his mouth falls open and he’s sucking in a deep breath and Bradley feels a wash of smugness envelop him.

                “You okay?”

                “Yeah baby… just… getting used to it again.”

                He rolls his hips slowly, closes his eyes and sucks in a deep long breath. He can feel Jake’s fingers digging into the flesh of his thighs and it’s grounding in a way he didn’t know he needed. He opens his eyes again and smiles slowly, feels fucking decadent as he continues to roll his hips, savoring the sensation and he feels Jake shift, trying to get some leverage that Bradley has denied him by effectively pinning his hips with his own, Jake’s cock now trapped inside his body. He laces his fingers with Jake’s and then moves them so they’re effectively pinned beside Jake’s head, just above his shoulders, Bradley’s hands holding him in place.

                “This okay?”

                “Yes,” Jake gasps out, and his hips jerk up against Bradley’s ass and he pushes back before actually pulling away, finally giving Jake some space to move his own body, which he takes advantage of immediately by pushing his cock back into Bradley’s body.

       ��        “Yeah. I want you to fuck me now okay baby?”

                It takes a couple of false starts but they get a rhythm going and then it’s hot sweat-slick skin, pulling apart to immediately come back together, breathy groans and praise about how good it feels, none of it making anymore sense than good, yes, more, fuck, right there, come on baby… Bradley doesn’t come as easily when getting fucked, but he still enjoys it. Definitely enjoys the blissed out look on Jake’s face as his entire body undulates beneath him. Still fucking gorgeous.

                “You think you can come like this?” Bradley asks, pushing down a little firmer on his wrists, his teeth tugging on an earlobe, ass clenching.

                “Yes. Please… yes.”

                “Never said you had to hold back baby, you come when you’re good and ready…”

                He guesses he should have expected the immediate sudden increase of movement, Jake fucking into him with the sole aim of coming and he holds himself still through it, thighs beginning to burn, Jake’s wrists under his palms, nails digging little crescents into his skin. His breath is coming faster, cock definitely hard and working toward coming, but not yet at the place Jake is at and Bradley really has his hopes pinned on him being able to get it up again pretty soon.

                “Oh fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck.”

                “Mmm… there you go.”

                Bradley lets him catch his breath, he already knows Jake was pretty useless after two orgasms yesterday. He takes off the condom, does a perfunctory wipe with the towel. Notes rather pleasantly that Jake is still rock hard, like he hasn’t just come. He also doesn’t shy away from Bradley’s hand on him at all, no complaints of over stimulation. He keeps his hand busy, stretches out his legs and ruts his cock against Jake’s thigh while he maintains the handjob on Jake’s cock.

                “Oh my god… that was… yeah.”

                “Glad it has your seal of approval baby. And I don’t mean to point out the obvious, but you can’t leave me hanging like this baby… I know you’re feeling all fucked out, but just think about pushing through,” he jokes, referring the god-awful drills they make everyone do at the USNA.

                Jake’s shifting then, moving to push Bradley onto his back, grabbing another condom, more lube and Bradley lets out a disbelieving laugh. He can’t seriously just switch back on like that, that’s inhuman. But he is. Jake is sliding his cock back into him and not quite folding him in half, but he’s got Bradley’s calves on his shoulders and the angle is fucking fantastic and just what Bradley needs. His hands are on Bradley’s hips, holding him firm as he fucks into him.

                “Would never leave you hangin’ darlin’, come on…”

                Bradley can’t help his arching body, it’s subconscious desire to get closer to the driving pressure that Jake’s cock is providing and he reaches for his cock, wraps a hand around it roughly. Fuck. He’d thought that he was in control here, but apparently not; Jake has flipped the tables, his apparent need to make Bradley come, and come while he’s getting fucked by Jake, his sudden and most intense desire. Bradley is more than okay with this.

                “So good… fuck baby…”

                “Bradley…Bradley… oh fuck…”

                His name sounds broken, a desperate gasp in Jake’s mouth and he comes to the sound of his own name being cried out, his come splattering over his stomach. He ignores it, Jake is almost sobbing and he feels certain he’s close again.

                “Come on baby… still round three.”

                That gets him a hiccupy laugh and slap to his thigh, but Jake is shuddering, his entire body going tense before it’s then deflating like the strings holding him up have been cut. Bradley’s legs fall from his shoulder, achy from being so pleasantly abused. Jake falls/lays on his chest but immediately pulls back, expression on his face making Bradley laugh.

                “Gross.”

                “Yeah. I definitely need another shower.”

                “Sounds good… you can go first.”

                “So generous of you. Don’t front, I know you just want a nap…”

                “Mmm…”

                “Have that nap. I’ll go shower. Again.”

PART FOUR

#Hangster #Sereshaw #Top Gun Maverick #rooster x hangman #Top Gun Maverick fanfic

[hore4women]

Pipabeth HC bc no one is asking for it and I am for the people and by the people so I will be doing a public service, you’re welcome.

Piper definitely is the big spoon, especially whenever Annabeth has nightmares about Tartarus, but they also flip-flop.

Percy, Jason, Nico, and Leo all had a bet on which girl would end up making a move first, turns out THEY were the ones who had to help both of them to make a move.

Annabeth “Shut up” x Piper “Why don’t you make me?” Type of energy.

Piper is WHIPPED like Annabeth could say ANYTHING and this girl would do anything she says.

Piper is a beach girl while Annabeth is more of a mountains and city girl.

Piper was nervous meeting Fredrick for the first time, and considering Annabeth’s history with him, she wasn’t sure how it would go. (He awkwardly said something about Piper’s height, apologized and then offered to show Piper his World War 2 collection)

Annabeth was even more of a nervous wreck meeting Tristan for the first time, especially since how much he and Piper’s relationship started to improve for the better.

Ends up becoming good friends with Tristan and Tristan shows Annabeth baby pictures of Piper, much to Piper’s dismay.

Annabeth loves to fidget with Piper’s hair, absentmindedly or for stimming purposes and Piper loves it.

Annabeth is a Clairo diehard and Piper is 100% a MUNA fan.

Piper takes Annabeth to LA Pride a couple of times while visiting.

They also make an annual Pride celebration at Camp, they also got Nico and Will to organize it as well.

When Annabeth realized she had feelings for Piper, the poor girl was a flustered MESS around Piper or whenever Piper came into her line of vision.

Annabeth realized her feelings for PIper after remembering the Temple of Fear situation they were both in, she didn't get ANY sleep the entire night because the poor girl was overanalyzing the SHIT out of every touch, word, and gaze they had shared.

Normally, Annabeth is witty and knows what to say at any given time with anyone. But when she realized how attracted she was to Piper, the girl became a bumbling mess.

Piper was also a big gay disaster, she was able to hide it a bit better (only enough that Annabeth couldn’t tell, but everyone else knew about her feelings)

Piper once ran face-first into a tree when Annabeth came up from the lake after swimming once, she didn’t hear Percy’s warning in time.

The Aphrodite cabin and Athena cabin, at some point in time when it got ALL over the camp, tried to scheme a plan to get these two idiots to confess.

Lacy and Mitchell teased the SHIT out of Piper when they figured out Piper was into Annabeth.

Percy and Jason were also insufferable as well to Annabeth, purposely leaving her alone with Piper, “conveniently” having only one seat open which was next to Piper at the campfire.

At some point, Leo, Jason, Nico, and Percy shoved/“accidentally” locked the two girls into a closet at the big house.

Let's say the two were in there longer than the boys planned.

Annabeth loves to talk about birds and plants if she's not talking about architecture.

Piper loves to infodump about the stars and planets surrounding the solar system, she also talks a lot about her heritage and all of the stories that her Grandpa Tom used to tell her, it's one of Annabeth's favorite things to listen to whenever Piper misses her dad or her grandpa.

Piper is 100% into cheesy romcoms, Annabeth is also into them but very secretively and Piper drags her into her cabin alone to watch them.

Sometimes, Piper and Annabeth will sneak out of their cabins at night to go stargazing.

Annabeth is the one to say "I love you" first to Piper.

Piper and Annabeth swap sweatshirts and return them once either of their perfumes wears off.

Whenever Annabeth gets jealous, she makes it quite obvious, scowling, subtly rolling her eyes, yawning, and glaring at the girl who is flirting with Piper. It usually ends with Annabeth dragging Piper off to the nearest closet depending on the situation and tension.

Whenever Piper gets jealous, she gets more protective and wraps her arm around Annabeth's waist, or subtly reaches out for her hand to hold.

Piper is more careful with her charmspeak around Annabeth because of how potent it can be for someone, especially if they're in love and or extremely attracted to the person with the ability.

She's said some things like; go jump off the dock, as a joke without realizing she used her charmspeak and Annabeth nearly jumped off the dock before Percy and Piper stopped her. It was winter when she did that.

Piper has a four-pack and Annabeth literally cannot take her eyes off of Piper's mid-drift whenever she wipes off sweat with her t-shirt.

Piper gets all flustered whenever she sees Annabeth beat up people during her hand-to-hand combat classes, and she had to step out early because she judo flipped the shit out of Jason and she thought she was literally going to die.

During the Fourth of July fireworks, Piper found a good spot with enough privacy that none of her nosy half-siblings could spy on her and Annabeth admiring the fireworks (and each other)

Annabeth has warm hands and Piper has cold hands.

Piper loves pastels while Annabeth likes neutral colors.

Annabeth has stolen like 12 of Piper's hoodies and refused to give them back, not like Piper is complaining.

Annabeth adores fall and winter, while Piper is more of a spring and summer girl.

Piper has a massive sweet tooth but specifically, she has a taste for sour candy.

Annabeth also has a sweet tooth, but she likes salty things like chocolate-covered pretzels and sea salt caramel.

Annabeth sends Piper cute couple date ideas from TikTok.

Piper just sends Annabeth a whole bunch of stupid memes, plus recipes to try out.

Annabeth cannot cook to save the LIFE of her, like both the Apollo and Demeter cabins have banned her from trying to help out in the kitchen.

Piper is pretty skilled when it comes to throwing down in the kitchen, and Annabeth likes to come up behind her and wrap her arms around Piper's waist and watch her.

Annabeth makes a MEAN Spotify playlist, especially since she's had to rebuild Olympus for the Gods after the first Titan war, she's gotten especially good with making a playlist to lock in and work.

They both have made playlists for each other, and they swap playlists whenever they are together or when they're apart.

Whenever they miss each other, Piper has Annabeth's New York City sweatshirt and wears it to sleep.

Annabeth has a necklace Piper had given her and one of Piper's hoodies that she sleeps in.

Whenever either of them are on quests, they carry pictures of each other.

Piper got the shovel talk from both Percy and the entire Athena cabin (it wasn't too threatening), but it was still a talk.

The same goes for Annabeth, Jason, Leo, and the entire Aphrodite cabin.

For their first date, Jason and Leo were kindly asked (forced into) the Aphrodite cabin to emotionally support Piper, who was picking out an outfit.

Percy and Grover were in the Athena cabin, also emotionally supporting Annabeth, who was also picking out an outfit.

They went to a secret swimming hole at a more secluded part of the camp, had a picnic, stargazed, swam, and kissed.

Percy, Jason, and Leo were spying on them at some point and Piper caught them, so they beat them all up when they were heading to the spot.

#lgbtqia #pipabeth #piper mclean #beauty queen #annabeth chase #piper x annabeth #they're in love your honor #and they were roommates #pjo hoo toa #pjo series #hoo piper #bi annabeth chase #useless lesbians #gay people #piper and annabeth #lgbtq #wlw #wlw shit #percy jackson #platonic percebeth #pipabeth headcanons #pjo headcanons #heroes of olympus headcanons #leo valdez #jason grace

[forpiratereasons]

meeting stede bonnet

a slow meandering through June. prompt ten: magic

day 1 | day 2 | day 3 | day 4 | day 5 | day 6 | day 7 | day 8 | day 9 | day 10

(i have so many thoughts about writing coming out fic for a canon in which the lack of coming out is The Point. for today it's just: my own coming out needed the words, and especially now, my words have power. i'm here, i'm queer. i'm going to live beautifully.)

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Some part of Stede had wondered if it would really make a difference. Coming out.

In most ways, it didn’t. Stede still got up in the mornings and he still put on the shirts and trousers he liked best, and sure, maybe he had been fairly extravagant in his fashion before, but he had not suddenly gotten more or less so.

He still spend his days at the bookshop, helping customers, trying to keep Lucius from doing anything too scandalous in the stacks with his current paramour.

He still had an ongoing feud with a seagull that both he and the bird were trying to hide from the bird’s—caretaker? person?—and he still liked old reruns of pirate documentaries and his back still ached sometimes at night.

And he found—he may have just put the words in the right order, spoken them aloud to the world and himself—but he’d known. He’d maybe always known.

But in the ways it did—in the ways that changed—oh, it was like magic.

Picking out a pride pin to match his outfit. Smiling at men holding hands on the pavement. Lucius, grabbing a copy of Glamour’s 100 Hottest Men and asking Stede to weigh in. Frenchie, offering to do a queer crystal reading.

Even Roach, sliding a handful of pamphlets across the counter to him one morning, saying, “We meant it, Captain. Be safe.” STI testing. PrEP. A list of locations for free condoms.

After living a life on the outside, Stede felt suddenly like he’d been let in. Like the last puzzle pieces of his life were just settling into place.

Magic.

“Was it like that for you?” Stede asked Ed, sitting on their bench over a lunch hour destined, again, to run long. “When you came out.”

Though their shops were only a few doors down from each other, it was still a pleasant surprise when he’d stepped out to see the familiar swath of hair, the familiar leather trousers, standing in line again for hot dogs.

Ed thought about this for a while, rubbing a thumb over the back of Stede’s hand where they were resting together on the bench.

“I don’t think I ever did come out,” he said finally. “I think it just was—I like who I like, I am who I am.” He glanced at Stede. “I like you.”

Stede knew that, obviously. He blushed anyway.

“Lucky me. And lucky for you, I quite like you.”

“Oh, you quite like me, now we’re getting fancy. Am I what you expected?”

Ed said it with a bit of a laugh, like it didn’t matter, but his eyes were dark and serious. His chin dipped toward his chest, almost like he meant to hide in his beard, shy.

“Expected, goodness, no,” Stede said, matching that bit of laugh as he chased Ed’s hand across the bench, squeezing it tight. “I didn’t expect anything, if I’m honest. I definitely didn’t expect to find someone so—so—”

“So rough around the edges?”

“So easy,” Stede corrected, gently. “It’s never been easy for me—other people, I mean. I’ve spent a long time trying to mold myself into something else, trying to be what other people expected me to be.”

Even now, Ed was easy. Easy to tell this to, easy to confess this. Ed, looking at him sidelong, giving him attention but also space. Ed’s hand in his, more comfortable now.

“Suppose that’s why I waited so long,” Stede went on. “To come out. And why everything feels like it’s falling together.”

“You’re being yourself, now.”

“I’m trying to be. Trying to be comfortable in my own skin.” He squeezed Ed’s hand again. “The way you are.”

Stede grinned over at Ed, but Ed didn’t quite smile back. A half-smile, maybe; a smile that was afraid to let Stede down. Stede saw it because he knew what it was, to smile that kind of smile.

“I like that,” Ed was saying. “Sounds good—really getting into it, deciding who to be, how to be. Not sure I’m the best example of it, mate, but you—you deserve that, Stede.”

“You do too,” Stede said softly.

Ed smiled again, that half-smile. Patted Stede’s hand, heaved himself up from the bench. The lunch hour was finally coming to its close.

“Yeah,” he said, looking away. “Guess we’ll see.”

#darcy writes pirates #ofmd #gentlebeard

[the-moon-lullaby]

hii, i hope you're doing fine! i was wondering if you could do some headcanons for candy with a lot of piercings like eyebrow, nostril, lip, septum, navel, etc and the boys reactions when they see her with them on for the first time.

thank you in advance, have a nice day.

The HSL Boys' reaction to Candy having a lot of piercings

N/A : hiii, I’m doing good, thanks dear, here’s your request (I hope I got it right), have a nice day as well 💕

𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚕 :

finds it cool in general because he thinks it’s bold and kinda hot 

but for some reason he’s not particularly fan of the eyebrow piercing (but if Candy can pull it off, consider him impressed)

If she has a lot of piercing, he’d be like « damn girl » ‘cause he knows how painful it can be but also how much commitment (and time) it takes to take care of it 

I just know that at some point in his life, Castiel wanted to do a septum (or maybe a nose ring) but he never took the step forward to do so because he’s still not 100% sure

Would totally be up to accompany Candy if she wants to get another one

(and might end up finally getting his septum lol)

𝙻𝚢𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 :

he’s pretty neutral about piercings, even if Candy has a lot 

I feel like a lot of people could have some stereotypes about piercings (and we’ll go back to it right after lol) but I feel like Lysander is the type of person that doesn’t have any (and it doesn’t matter what we’re talking about, he just don’t believe in prejudices, he thinks for himself and we love him for that)

He’d think it’s bold and he’d ask you about how it went 

Not especially because he wants to get one (even though he might) but he’s genuinely curious about it

Honestly, he’d think it looks pretty but it’s hard to tell if it’s because of the piercings or because it’s just Candy haha

He’d probably consider offering you some piercings for your birthday or any other occasion (because he’s the kind of person that likes to offer jewellery)

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚕 :

if we’re speaking of the beginning of HSL, he’d probably have a bad impression of you at first because he has some stereotypes about piercings (here we go) 

But it's mainly because he has been repetitively told that is was BAD

So he would think of Candy as a troublemaker or something 

he can be a bit judgemental, and it’s probably related with the environment he grew up in (yes once again I am bringing how fucked up his family is but I intend to keep beefing with Francis and Adelaide through my headcanons lol) and that’s a flaw of his but we love him nonetheless right ?

But he has to admit that it looks pretty cool on you and would get used to it (also, as he gets to know Candy he realises that the stereotypes he had were so inaccurate (Francis you fucking liar)

He'd think the septum is hot and the same the lip piercing, especially if it's a ring one, is hot (expect that this one got him confused because at first he'd be like : what if I hurt her while kissing her ???)

And deep down, hanging out with Candy and then dating her changed his views on many of things, including piercings. 

So he'd start to wonder how he’d look like with a piercing and he’d finally reach the mark in UL by piercing his ear (and honestly, it’s kind of a slay)

𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗 :

Totally make some about jokes it 

But not in a mean way, as I said in other posts, teasing Candy is his love language 

He finds it cool how you’re not scared at all though

because he thinks that to get that much piercings she got to be resistant to pain 

Also he’s used to Alexy saying that he want one without actually having the courage to do so, therefore he’s like “well you’re a real badass” 

Will show Candy or randomly send her pics of piercing jewellery with pop culture references 

And will offer some of these piercings (like a Zelda piercings, sorry but some look so pretty y’all,  I want one) and urge her to wear them lol

Might get one too 'cause he wants them both to be matching (cute)

𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗 :

I have the feeling that Kentin’s might be scared of needle so he can’t imagine getting a piercing himself

So it’s really the piercing part that keeps him from getting one (otherwise he might have get one, probably an eyebrow piercing)

Since he and Candy have known each other for a while, he might have been surprised the first time because wait, what ??? He didn’t expect that

But we know that when it’s  about Candy, everything is cool to him 

So he’d quickly be like “omg babe you’re so cool and brave (have my babies)” 

Admires her for it and accompanies her each time she go get another one (but he won't get one himself, or at least not before a while, as he's still not comfortable with the idea of a needle piercing his skin)

And we're done ! I really enjoyed writing this one !

(Btw I don't write the requests in a chronological way, I mostly write the ones that inspires me the most at first so I don't loose my thoughts on them, I am sure you guys understand. But of course, all the requests would be answered in the end !)

Byeee

#my candy love #mcl #mcl nathaniel #mcl castiel #mcl lysander #mcl armin #mcl kentin #my candy love nathaniel #my candy love castiel #my candy love lysander #my candy love armin #my candy love kentin #amour sucre #amor doce #amor doce nathaniel #amor doce castiel #amor doce armin #corazon de melon #mcl headcanons #mcl high school life #mcl hsl

[forest-hashira]

JUMPING ABOARD THE DRABBLE TRAIN

takara and training mayhaps?

congrats on 100 again bb!!! kissing u on the forehead ❤️

HIIIII KAY MY LOVE!!! i am kissing u on the forehead right back ilysm 💜 the randomizer assigned you utahime, so enjoy this lil platonic student!reader drabble!

“Utahime-sensei!” 

The dark haired woman turned as she heard you call for her, and she paused as you hurried to catch up with her. “Is there something you need?” she asked curiously.

You slowed your steps as you finally reached her side, and you smiled. “No, not really. I was just wondering if you were going to need any help getting everything ready for the goodwill event, since we’re hosting this year.”

Utahime returned your smile, and she considered your words for a moment before she gave you an answer. “I think we’ve gotten most of it squared away already, but that’s very sweet of you to offer. Thank you.”

“Of course,” you said, but before your teacher got more than a few steps away, something else occurred to you. “You don’t need anyone else to help with keeping track of Gojo-san?” 

She stopped in her tracks then, and you saw her shoulders tense slightly. There was a brief pause, and then a long, bone-weary sigh as she turned back to face you.

“Are you sure you’re up for that job?” she asked, expression serious.

“I’m pretty sure, yes. Is he really that bad, sensei?” You were aware that your teacher was not very fond of the teacher from the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, but having never met the man yourself, you weren’t sure what to expect; most likely he fell somewhere between the stories people told gushing about his strength, and your teacher’s complaining about his arrogance. Right?

“He is that bad,” Utahime confirmed. “He’s very flippant, very full of himself, very prone to going off subject in conversation. Keeping up with him might be difficult, and I don’t mean that in a demeaning way towards you. The man is just…” she trailed off, features pinching slightly as she tried to think of the best way to describe him. After a moment, she gave up and sighed. “He’s a lot, to say the least.”

“Some of the upperclassmen are a lot to deal with too, sensei. I’m sure I’ll be okay.” You offered her another smile, and she once again returned it; it made you happy to know you had eased her mind somewhat.

“Why don’t you come with me for a bit?” she suggested. “We’ll take a walk around the campus, make sure everything is ready for the event, and I can do my best to prepare you for the man child you’ll be babysitting while the students and staff from the Tokyo school are here.”

You perked up immediately at the suggestion. “That sounds great, I would love that!”

Your enthusiasm was palpable, and it drew a soft laugh from your teacher. Though she didn’t say anything to you about it, she hoped that your enthusiasm and your desire to help people would stay strong as you continued through school and advanced your abilities as a sorcerer; that you would survive all the way through school and well into adulthood, even if long lives weren’t guaranteed for sorcerers.

“Alright then, let’s go. We’ll check the woods first.”

for my 100 follower milestone event!

#writing drabbles is still so weird for me like. what do you MEAN only a few hundred words. #anyways. hope you like this!!! #fallon's fics #dragons & drabbles #fallon's milestone events! #fallon's friends #kind kay #utahime & reader #utahime jjk #jjk utahime #utahime iori #iori utahime #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #utahime x reader