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The Assistant - Charlie Swan (smut)

Another day, another Charlie fic. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: (Y/n) is hired as Charlie's assistant, and even though he doesn't want an assistant, it doesn't take long for them to give in.

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, swallowing, somewhat public sex, age gap (legal reader ofc)

Pairing: Charlie Swan x fem!reader (2.4k words)

“Charlie, you’ve got a second?” Charles called out to the man, eyes flickering from (y/n)’s features to the chief. The man had his eyes set on the file he was working on, slowly looking up from the paper. His dark eyes met hers, taking in her features before his slightly confused gaze finally wandered to the police officer. “That’s (y/n), your new assistant.”

“Assistant? I don’t need an assistant, Charles.” The chief’s voice was deep, rougher than (y/n) had expected. She seemingly grew tense next to Charles, eyes trying to find his to figure out why the man didn’t know of her new position.

“Oh, c’mon, we’ve talked about this. You barely make it home before midnight, Charlie, we all know you’d like to spend more time with Bella, and (y/n) can help make that happen.” The chief’s gaze wandered back to (y/n)’s frame, studying the woman for a moment before a deep sigh rumbled through him. Slowly he raised his hand to point to the chair across from his, watching her move closer, all too hesitantly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you weren’t involved in this.” She murmured her words, barely able to hold eye contact with the handsome chief. (Y/n) had lived in Forks for a while by now, was no stranger to chief Swan’s appearance, and yet she had never been able to speak to him like this, closer than ever before. He was handsome, undoubtedly so, had something almost mysterious to him that perfectly aligned with the aesthetic of Forks, the town surrounded by trees for miles on end.

“Not your fault.” He closed his file and leaned back in his chair, reaching for his cup of coffee to buy himself some more time. “So, tell me, what did they hire you for?”

“For everything you need me, basically. I’ll make your coffee, take notes, organise your cases and do all administrative stuff, so you can make it home by six.” (Y/n) didn’t comment on it, but the man seemed to grow uneasy at her mention of being able to make it home, awfully oblivious to his uncomfortableness of making it home to an empty house. It felt like he was living with a shadow, the memory of a daughter he rarely saw, since she barely parted from her boyfriend and his family, one with the ones Charlie didn’t quite trust.

“Mhm, alright. I start my days at eight am, sharp, we don’t have much time for breaks.” She didn’t manage to stop her chuckles from bubbling out of her, interrupting him with her lips pulled into a smile as the chief studied her with a curious gaze.

“Don’t worry about that, they’ve shared everything with me, I’ve got your routine written down in detail.” A hum rumbled through the man, and for a few seconds he stared at her, not saying much. She didn’t dare let her eyes wander, holding contact till he finally gave in. Charlie tried to reach for his empty coffee cup, but (y/n) was faster, hand darting out to grab ahold of the cup, leaving his office with a small “I’ll refill it for you”.

And all Charlie could do was watch her disappear, unable to stop his chuckle from clawing through him, murmuring a soft “She’s good” to himself.

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“Grab yourself something to write.” Charlie moved past (y/n)’s table, putting on his jacket as he was walking towards his car, waiting for her to follow.

She had been with him for about two weeks now, adapting to his routine, slowly but surely getting the man to open up. By now both were sharing their lunch breaks, exchanging stories and memories, learning more about one another. Charlie even shared some details about his home life, the daughter he barely saw, the boyfriend he didn’t really like and the uneasy feeling simmering deep inside of him. And (y/n) was right there, to listen, to try and help him with his fear, desperate to put a smile onto his thin lips.

“Where are we going?” (Y/n) asked as Charlie started the car, taking turns left and right to make their way to their destination. Charlie had his dark eyes set on the road ahead, silently cursing the rain that started pouring, pitter pattering against his windows.

“Something had killed most of James’ sheep.” For the past weeks Charlie had tried to figure out what was killing the animals around, adding more and more to the growing number with every passing day. The whole town was in on the hunt, trying to get rid of whatever kept them on their toes. “Do you have an umbrella?”

(Y/n) could only shake her head, not getting the chance to reply as Charlie had already parked the car and ripped his door open. He rounded the car, helping her out of it with his arm tightly slung around her waist and his jacket held over their heads. Her heart was racing, mind focusing on the tight grip he had on her, fingers buried in her skin.

Both found shelter in the farmer’s barn, greeting the man who had been waiting for them. (Y/n) desperately tried to focus on the words the two men were exchanging, scribbling down whatever she could pick up, but her mind wouldn’t let her rest, eyes focused on Charlie, the chief that was still standing close to her, perhaps a tad bit too close. The scent of his cologne stuck to her, mixed with the scent of rain and coffee, a comforting mixture she found herself silently obsessing over.

“(Y/n)?” Charlie murmured her name, ripping her out of a trance with a slight chuckle rumbling through him. “It’s been a long day, huh?”

Heat flushed through her as she murmured a small “Sorry”, hoping that she’d be able to stop her thoughts from wandering. “Alright, thank you for your time, James. I’ll call you if we find something, take care.”

Once again Charlie slung his arm around her waist, guiding (y/n) back to the car, patiently waiting for her to get inside before he rounded the car. Heat blew from the aircon, hoping to warm her shuddering frame up. Charlie’s hand found her thigh, absentmindedly rubbing the soaked through fabric, oblivious to the way (y/n) grew tense, pupils dilating.

“How about we’ll get you home, so you can change?” Their eyes met for a second, and with a nod thrown his way, (y/n) watched Charlie start the car, making his way back out of the forest.

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“Can I help you?” (Y/n)’s eyes met the ones of a girl a few years younger than her, taking in the features that unmistakably reminded her of Charlie. It took her a few moments to realise that Bella had found her way to the police station. “You must be Bella.”

“I’m looking for my dad.” With a nod shot Bella's way, (y/n) let her eyes wander towards Charlie’s frame, watching him through the window of his door. It took the man a moment to feel her eyes on him, shooting (y/n) a small smile before his gaze wandered towards Bella.

“I’m almost finished, then we can head out for some lunch. Bells, that’s (y/n).” Heat flushed through her at the all too obvious gaze Bella shot her father, wondering what Charlie had told his daughter about her.

“I only came by to tell you that I’ll have lunch with the Cullen’s today.” A knowing smile widened on Bella’s lips, eyes flickering towards (y/n) for a second before they found their way back to Charlie. An awkward tension began to rise between them, followed by a few moments of silence, before (y/n) decided to put an end to the situation, turning towards Charlie with a smile.

“I’ll get you some lunch, same as always?” Charlie watched (y/n) reach for her bag, shooting Bella a small smile before she started to move towards the door.

“Wait, I’ll drive with you, gotta make use of my lunch break.”

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“I don’t think you should drink coffee this late in the evening.” (Y/n) placed Charlie’s refilled cup down on his table, looking over his shoulder to get a glimpse of the file he was working on. It was way past 10 pm, the two were the only ones left at the station, and while Charlie tried to wrap his head around the new case, (y/n) found herself watching him from the chair across from his.

“Mhm, you sound like Bella.” Her chuckles echoed through the office, forcing his eyes to meet hers for a second. Charlie couldn’t stop his grin from widening on his lips, averting his gaze before it’d get too obvious. “Come, look at that, tell me what you see.”

(Y/n) moved closer once again, coming to a halt right next to Charlie, trying to focus on whatever he was pointing at. The blurry picture didn’t show much, a bunch of trees, nothing else her eyes could make out. She felt his heat radiating off him, standing closer to the man than she had intended, side brushing against his hand, making goosebumps rise on her skin.

“I,” she had to clear her throat, eyes threatening to flicker towards Charlie. “It’s just trees.” (Y/n) tried to take a step back, but she found herself losing her balance, hand darting out to catch herself, and with a gasp rumbling through her, (y/n) ended up pressed against Charlie. For a few seconds neither Charlie nor (y/n) dared to move, but the second (y/n)’s gaze flickered down to his lips, she felt him move closer.

Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, eyes meeting his before Charlie closed the gap between them, giving into the pull both had felt for the past days. The kiss was rushed, fueled by their need, the urges and desires keeping them going, desperate to explore more of one another. Charlie pressed (y/n) against his table, parting from her for a second to ask a raspy “Are you sure?”.

“Fuck, yes, need you, Charlie, please.” With a satisfied hum rumbling through Charlie, he pushed her onto his table, nestling between her thighs. His lips found back to hers, moustache tickling her skin, while his hands worked on her blouse, tugging it over her head to gain access to her chest. (Y/n)’s moans filled the office, eyes fluttering close as she felt him fumble with her trousers, lips wandering down her throat to find her sweet spot.

Her hands were trembling, toying with the buckle of his belt, needing to feel him in her hands, finally touching him like she had been dreaming of doing for the past weeks. The tension between them kept growing, threatening to push through them like a volcano erupting. She shuddered against him as she finally managed to free his cock, pumping him with shaking hands.

(Y/n) let go of him to stand up, allowing Charlie to push her trousers down her legs before he turned her around and pushed her front back down on the table. Her hands found the edge of the table, clinging to it with her hands, needing to find something to hold onto.

“There’s no going back after we do this, are you really sure about it?” Charlie had trouble wrapping his head around the fact that (y/n) wanted him as much as he wanted her, clinging to the mere thought of calling her his one day. “Need to hear you saying it, baby.”

“Charlie, I’ll start screaming, if you don’t fuck me now.” A throaty laugh rumbled through the man, and with his hand finding her waist, he pushed into her from behind, groaning as her walls clenched around his cock. (Y/n)’s whimpers urged him on, pulling out only to thrust back into her tightness, groaning whenever her walls fluttered around him.

Their bodies met over and over again, guided by his rough thrusts and her moans, eyes rolling back into her head. (Y/n) squealed his name as he met her swollen spot, struggling to keep on breathing, already feeling her orgasm building up.

“You feel so good, fuck, I’ve been wanting to do this since your first day ‘round here.” The confession left her moaning, teeth buried in her lower lip. (Y/n) struggled to reply, unable to form a full sentence, could only whimper his name. He slung one arm around her waist, hand finding her swollen bundle of nerves, thumb moving in circling motions.

Charlie kept staring at his cock, watching it disappear inside of her, coated in her arousal. Both were about to give in, trying to hold on, not wanting to end the moment just yet. Charlie’s hand wandered up her spine, pulling her from the table against his chest, leg raised with a hand guiding her thigh.

“Fuck, Charlie, I’m-” her orgasm rocked through her without another warning, eyes squeezed shut, hand finding his forearm to claw her fingernails into his skin. He kept fucking her, forehead pressed against her shoulder to relish in the sensation, in the way her walls gripped his cock.

He pulled out of her moment before he could cum, pumping himself with a deep groan roaring through the night. She sank to her knees with trembling limbs, eyes meeting his as she opened her mouth, tongue exposed to him. And with a heavy groan he came, releasing himself on her tongue, allowing (y/n) to taste him.

“Here, I got you.” Charlie pulled her back to her feet, allowing (y/n) to rest against the table as both slowly redressed. Their eyes met again, and with a breathy chuckle rumbling through her, (y/n) pulled Charlie in for another kiss.

#yes #this movie has change my life over and over again #and Charlie will ALWAYS stay my number 1 <3 #charlie swan #smut #nsfw #kays: fic recs

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fxckingghxst · 10 months

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i am legally obligated to draw miguel spiderverse at least once

#shoulder to waist ratio has me drooling on my phone rn #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #atsv fanart

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fxckingghxst · 11 months

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König and a small kitten :)

Please ask before reposting!

#konig is such a cat guy I swear #also maybe hamster guy #konig #König #cod #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod fanart

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fxckingghxst · 11 months

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#BABES #simon riley #ghost #john mactavish #könig #call of duty #cod mw 2022 #call of duty modern warfare ii #cod fanart

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fxckingghxst · 11 months

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shrike ; rick grimes.

track eight of WASTELAND, BABY!

pairing ; rick grimes x gn!reader

synopsis ; alexandria was a safe haven. but it wasn’t home, no matter how hard rick tried for it to be.

words ; 1.1k

themes ; fluff, angst

warnings / includes ; lots of kisses, mild suggestiveness, a bit of angst, rick’s beard is gone :(

a/n ; sobbed and screamed during twd’s finale ;-; this is in honor of rick’s return <3

main masterlist.

The quiet in Alexandria felt different from the quiet outside.

This quiet felt suffocating—like the calm before a storm. Outside, the quiet was something you cherished, a comfort that became a scarcity.

Now—now there was too much.

It was too quiet.

The white blanket pooled around you as you shifted yourself up the bed, until you were flush against the cool wood of the headboard.

Rick stirred in his sleep beside you, mumbling incoherently under his breath. The arm that was once hooked around your midriff now loosely draped over your legs, warm and heavy.

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#IM BACK IN MY WALKING DEAD ERA LETS GOOOOOOO #rick grimes #TWD #the walking dead #kays:fic recs

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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im so feral for ghost with a choking kink rn pls begging you to think about him choking the reader until they basically see planets

ghost with a choking kink ☆ 18+ pairing: simon ghost riley x gn! reader

authors note: ANON... �� YOU MADE ME SO FERAL WITH THIS ASK OMG- i was so giddy while writing this, i hope you enjoy <3 sorry for the lateness btw im such a procrastinator

tags: choking, praise, degradation, porn without plot, no genotals described for reader, no pronouns used for reader

"You're doing so good for me," Simon had whispered, his teeth nipping at the skin on your neck while he teasingly rocked his hips into you.

Grunts and moans broke out through the otherwise silent room - apart from the occasional sound of skin slapping.

Simon stared intensely down at you, eyes flickering around your face; watching every pleasure filled expression you made.

His hands, although rough, softly caressed your skin as he fucked you. He started to pound into you faster and his hand trailed its way up to your neck, rubbing the skin there before he wrapped his hand fully around it.

Simon watched for your reaction to his movement, making sure he didnt cross a line - and when your eyes looked up at him needily, he knew you didnt mind.

His fingers pressed down skillfully on your neck, his grip tightening as his hips stuttered while fucking into you. His thrusting only got faster when he choked you, making your eyes roll back and having you practically see stars.

"Look like such a fucking slut right now," he had practically growled out as he repeatedly hit your sweet spot - hand staying tightly on your neck.

He let go after a few seconds, allowing you to take a deep breath and basically pant for air. His cock twitched at the sight of you looking all fucked out and out of breath.

"Let's do that again, yeah?"

#YES PLEASE 🥵🥵🥵#simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost #cod #cod mw2 #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #nsfw #smut #kays:fic recs

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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The Way You Lied

Pairing: Jumin Han x GN!Reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: ooc Jumin

WC: ~4.2k

A/N: yo yoy oy yo yo. I wrote this probably 3-4 years ago when I was super into Mysme. I forget about it for a long time then remember I have it and want to re-read it and upload it…but today is the first time I actually finished reading it through and actually edit this. Although I am high and I probably misspelled something or something. And there is a part two to this that I also wrote 3-4 years ago. Idk if it’s written all the way though. Anyway I hope you enjoy reading this! :)

Jumin Han was nothing less than a gentleman; and he became even more so once you began a romantic relationship with him. He would always put you first, over his job, over the RFA, over Elizabeth III (rarely though), and over his own needs sometimes. He would compliment your laugh- even if you were snorting or cackling like a witch. He would bring you the sweetest, most thoughtful presents that have you smiling every time you look at it. He would tell you things that made your cheeks burn. He would always make sure you were comfortable; whether it be meeting his father properly for the first time or something simple, like a kiss.

Then, one day, things started to change. For the last four months of your relationship, he’s been distant with you. Work seemed to always run into overtime and you always seemed to be up waiting for him. Your talks with him were always minimal and each one would end with a bitter fight. His present’s nowadays were little, not that you minded, you’d much rather receive no gifts from him if you had the choice, but now they were meaningless and had no heart put into them like they used to have. You no longer felt comfortable around him.

One thing you knew for sure was how you were feeling. Forgotten. Unloved. And depressed. Usually, you’d be able to busy yourself with simple hobbies you had picked up on a whim; ranging from trying to knit a pair of socks to playing video games (occasionally meeting Yoosung in the LOLOL world). Unfortunately, these distractions were always temporary and would wear off the moment you saw it was 1 in the morning, and Jumin still wasn’t home.

Tonight happened to be one of those nights. The digital clock on the nightstand by the bed struck 3 a.m. A new record. You cuddled the blankets closer to your body and felt the doubts creep into your mind. Bad thoughts always seem to plague your brain and make you think up ridiculous scenarios during these early mornings when you would wait for him. Him cheating on you seemed to always crawl back. You convinced yourself that he wouldn’t still be with you if he was cheating. He was such a straightforward person, it seemed uncharacteristic for him to be cheating. If he did though, he would’ve ended your relationship the moment he found this other person.

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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Dabi x GN!Reader

CW: Smut ahead!! minors dni!! dabi is a meenie >:), mirror sex, reader was wearing makeup and a dress, no genitalia mentioned, reader is fucked dumb, hair pulling (reader recieving), crying, degradation (calls reader whore).

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#self rb #icymi :)

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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Literally obsessed with the way you have written both ghost and konig, you’ve captured the essence of their characters so well tbh! The tenderness in juxtaposition of their brute force and strength when it comes to their loved ones they feel like they have to protect from themselves (God I am so weak for men willing and capable to tender and soft for their partner💕😭), the hesitation and ultimately the surrender when the trust is reciprocated 👌🏻💋👩🏼‍🍳 you’re very talented!

BABE YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH OMG 😊😊😊💕💕💕 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR KIND WORDS AHHHHHH IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE HOW I WRITE THOSE TWO THEY ARE BY FAR MY FAVORITE TO WRITE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU 😘🥰😘🥰

#the best thing I’ve seen all day #thank you anon <3 #anon #kay:talks

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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Small Hawks blurb as I rewatched the last few episodes of bnha and got to some thinking 🙄🙄. Enjoy!

Warnings: 18+, minors dni!!, reader has vagina, overstimulation, bondage, edging, dubcon, use of toys

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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Good Little Housewife

Pairing: Nanami Kento x Female Housewife!Reader

Genre: smut (some fluff at the end sorta)

Warning: 18+, minors dni!!, dubcon, porn without plot, language, hair pulling kink (reader receiving), unprotected sex, maybe a slight impregnation kink??? Maybe???, also size kink sorta cause it’s fucking nanami what’d you expect, let me know if I miss anything!

WC: 2.3k A/N: Got hit with some writers block, so I wrote this completely self-indulgent nanami smut cause he’s always on my mind and I love him so god damn much. Anywaysss please enjoy 😌

The first thing he heard was the music. Loud and obnoxious; coming from the kitchen. In any other case he would have been annoyed. Told the person to lower the volume or he would’ve just done it himself. Especially with this pounding headache. But it was you. He couldn’t say those things to you. Hell, just hearing your favorite song blaring had him smiling at the thought of you. His good little housewife.

He closed the door behind him, taking his shoes off and setting his briefcase down by the door. His steps are light and soft as he makes his way to the kitchen. Your figure comes into his sight and he can’t stop the smile that appears on his face. He can hear you humming along to the lyrics as he leans his weight onto the cabinet. You’re unaware of him standing there still, so he takes this opportunity to stare at his beautiful wife. Your hair was freshly washed and you were wearing one of his plain white T-shirts. Your smooth legs peeking out from his shirt all the way down to the cute, yellow fluffy socks he had bought for you. It was utterly adorable.

His mind strayed like the flip of a switch. Were you wearing any panties right now? A bra? Probably not. You were swaying your hips to the beat. So innocent. He couldn’t stop picturing ruining you over the kitchen counter. Making you scream out his name in dumb lust. Splitting your perfect pussy in half with his thick cock that you love so much. Hell, all this thinking has gotten him worked up. He looked down to the tent forming in his dress pants before looking back towards you. The chorus hit and you belted out the lyrics unabashedly as you used the spoon as a makeshift mic. Nanami smiled at your singing. It wasn’t good, but it was you.

He took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around your waist; causing you to jump in his arms.

“Geez, Nanami. You scared me.” You say as you clutch your chest and set the spoon down on the counter. You try to turn around in his grasp, but his firm hands stop you from doing so.

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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JJK Headcanons

how they comfort their s/o who gets migraines all the time.

Pairings: Gojo, Itadori, Megumi, and Nanami x Gender!Neutral Reader

Genre: pure fluff and comfort 🥰🥰

Warnings: mentions of migraines and symptons+nausea and throwing up

A/N: I’m back! Sorta, not really. I finally had some free time from work and school and have been getting mirgaines lately that inspired this! Let me know what y’all think!

Satoru Gojo

gojo wouldn’t even realize you had a migraine until he had popped out to scare you from around the corner and you squealed as you turned your head; causing your head to throb

you groaned and rubbed your temples to try and soothe the ache

gojo instantly felt bad as he finally realized you had a migraine and pulled you into his arms

he rubbed the base of your neck to try and help before you pat him on the shoulder, telling him you were okay now

“I’m sorry, baby.”

he would say as he placed his thumbs where yours used to be

“I just need to lay down in a dark room for a while,:

you say as you give him a reassuring smile

“then here, you need this more than I do,” as he takes off his blindfold and puts it over your eyes instead

you smile at his helpfulness and let him tie it around your head

“better?”

“mhmm,”

“follow me,”

and you do

he leads you to the bedroom and lays you down in the bed, nice and comfy

“stay here, darling,” he whispers as he leaves a small kiss on your forehead

he comes back with an icepack, some medicine, and some water

he tells you to sit up, slowly, and helps you with the pils, since you still can’t see anything

and makes you finish the water before laying you back down

“can you see any light?”

“not really,”

“good,”

and a cold icepack is placed onto your head and you sigh in relief

“let me know if you need anything else, I’ll be in the living room,”

“okay, thank you, gojo.”

“anything for my baby.”

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fxckingghxst · 1 year

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Random boyfriend texts from Gojo

Pairing: Gojo x female!reader (only cause I refer to reader as a milf)

Genre: fluff/crack (sorta)

Warnings: a bit suggestive in one scenario

A/N: just watched the jjk movie (finally) and had the urge to write a little something with Gojo. Not what I was planning, but I still thought these were cute. Enjoy!

#self rb #icymi :)

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Late Night Browsing

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Female!Reader (also your Kenma’s little sister)

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+, minors dni!!!, dubcon, dirty talk, minor degradation, interest/talk about sex toys, oral (male & female receiving), edging, unprotected sex, language, filthy in general, grammar errors (both characters are aged up, around 20ish)

WC: ~4k

A/N: pushing my Kuroo agenda to its max with this disgusting self-indulgent piece. Enjoy!

You were up rather late. It was almost three in the morning as you lay on the couch in your living room. The blanket over you gave you some warmth as you were drifting in and out of sleep. You were tired, but you didn’t really want to make the effort to climb the stairs to your room. Besides, your brother and his friend were sleeping and you didn’t want to wake them with any noises you might make. Kenma is a light sleeper after all. And Kuroo, well- he probably wouldn’t wake up. You’ve seen just how much of a heavy sleeper he is and to be quite honest, it was scary. He could probably sleep through an earthquake or something.

You turned to face the T.V. and saw another one of those commercials. You know, the ones, with the girls that are scantily dressed and playing on a bed, waiting for you to call. Their sultry voice, begging any lonely listener to call the line and pay for phone sex. It’s probably the eighth time you’ve seen this kind of ad tonight. It was getting kind of old at this point, but it was three in the morning, what did you expect?

You were about to close your eyes again when a new commercial catches your attention. The was the faint sound of moaning in the background as the narrator of the commercial advertises their range of sex toys. Your interest is piqued slightly as you adjust your head on your pillow. The narrator’s sultry voice mimics that of the other ads, but it had you thinking. ‘Fuck it,’ you decided as you pulled your phone out and typed in the website name. You’re lucky your parents were on a business trip because now would be about the time your parents would start getting up to get ready for work.

The page loads and a woman with lingerie on is the first thing you see along with a 25% off for first buyers sale that flashes on the top half of your screen. ‘Not bad…’ You browse the ‘women’s favorites’ section and browse everything from dildos to vibrators. Wands to pugs. You’ve never bought a sex toy before, but the interest has always been there in the back of your mind. Sometimes your fingers weren’t enough to gnaw that ache between your legs. You were tempted to buy one now more than ever with that 25% off deal they were advertising. But, which one should you go with? Start off small with a finger vibrator? Go full in and buy a wand? A thrusting rabbit? Good ol’ reliable dildo?

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