Tumgik
#✧・゚⊹ astra writes 📖
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Text
simon is the type of guy to come up behind you while you're standing in the kitchen, his hands traveling over your hips right to your ass, his hands grabbing your cheeks and giving them a squeeze
"hmmmm, that ass," he sighs into your neck.
"simon....", you chastise him, clearly busy, your hands full, the water nearly overcooking, and the heat from the stove making you sweat.
you notice him step away a bit, but his hands don't leave your ass, giving it a little jiggle instead.
you hear his breathy laugh behind you, "sorry, babe, but these cheeks were calling to me, they miss me"
7K notes · View notes
road2manjuumaster · 1 year
Text
promo post or whatevr ‼️
Tumblr media
✧ im cater! you can also call me fret or ven or anything you want as long as i know you're talking to me
✧ i cosplay, draw, sew, design, write, do some photography sometimes, all that kinda stuff!
✧current hyperfix is A3! super into enstars, twst, hypmic, charisma house, and persona ( 2IS/EP and 4G are my faves )! i also like idolish7, kingdom hearts, final fantasy ( play ff8 PLEASE ), zero escape, love live, obey me!, tokusatsu, twewy, jjba, the list goes on. i am a chronic things enjoyer
✧ also a huge fashion kinda guy!! mostly jfashion ( especially gyaru and lolita/ouji ) and it shows
✧ jsyk i put all my stuff on this single page. this is a fandom blog, self ship blog, art blog, writing blog- everything i do i put on here! all main content tags are featured and should show up in the search bar!
Tumblr media
✧ this is the yumejoshi section lmao
✧ ROMANTIC:
⚜️ Naruko Arashi
🍖 Otogari Adonis
📖 Satan ( Obey Me! )
🏹 Rook Hunt
🌙 Azuma Yukishiro
✧ QUEERPLATONIC
☀️ Tomoe Hiyori
👑 Vil Schoenheit
🌿 Citron
✧ S/I's
- Vayne Vautour - He/him ( TWST )
- Gaia "Winn" Wincek - He/she ( Enstars )
- Astra L'apocrypha - He/it ( Obey Me! )
- SHiKi - He/she ( A3! )
✧ i have no problem sharing any of my f/os with anyone, if anything i LOVE interacting with ppl i share f/os with its so enriching. they deserve all the love they can get
✧ i primarily lovepost about naru and azuma, especially when there are updates to my naru shrine
✧ fuyupoly enthusiast ( talk to me about tsumuazu or azuguy plsplsplsplsplsp
✧ oh yeah i have a naru shrine
✧ and that's pretty much it thank you
Tumblr media
8 notes · View notes
hornkneebee · 28 days
Text
Introduction ✦ All you need to know about me
Tumblr media
✦ Generally about me.
✦ Hornkneebee, Madukara, or Elvine. Call me any name, or if you want, call me Bee, Maddy or Elv. ✦ I'm a he/them and an agender. ✦ I'm 22 year old as of 2024 ✦ Homosexual ✦ Malaysian ✦ Speaks Malay and English well, a little Indonesian
🔗 Agender
✦ What I believe in, my standing.
✦ Ietism, the belief of something more yet does not ascribe to one faith or code of conduct ✦ Left-leaning liberal, advocating for human rights for all ✦ A proud proship/profic, believe that fiction does not effect reality on a 1 to 1 basis
🔗 Proship/Profic
✦ Do not interact list
✦ Religious fundamentalist ✦ Conservatives ✦ Racial supremacists ✦ Queerphobes ✦ Misogynist ✦ Terfs, Transmedicalist ✦ Zionists, Isreal supporters ✦ Antishipper, Fancop, Puriteen
🔗 Terfs, Transmedicalist, Antishipper, Fanpol, Puriteent
✦ My Interests
✦ Generally | World-building 🗺️, Writing ✍🏽, Language 📚, Anthropology 🔍 ✦ Games | Genshin Impact 🍃, The Sims 👨🏻‍👩🏾‍👧🏼‍👦🏽, Coral Island 🪸, Stardew Valley 🌟, Reverse 1999 ⌛, Punishing Gray Raven 🐦‍⬛, Honkai Star Rail 🚂, Alchemy Stars 🌌, Love and Deepspace 🛰️, Cookie Run Kingdom 👑, Tears of Themis ⚖️, AFK Journey 🔥, Astra: Knight of Veda 📖 ✦ TV Shows | Merlin BBC 👑, The Walking Dead 🧟 ✦ Anime | Bucchigiri?! 🧞, Fairy Tail 🧚🏽‍♀️, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood ⚗️, Jujutsu Kaisen 👹 ✦ Upcoming | Wuthering Waves 📻
✦ Relevant Links
✦ Twitter | _hornkneebee ✦ Bluesky | hornkneebee.bsky.social ✦ AO3 | Hornkneebee ✦ My fanfiction masterlist
1 note · View note
vampyres-mortuary · 1 month
Text
☆﹔Fairytale themed pronouns
﹐castle/castles/castleself﹒princess/princesses/princesself
﹐prince/princes/princeself﹒story/storys/storyself
﹐page/pages/pageself﹒word/words/wordself
﹐forest/forests/forestself﹒fairy/fairies/fairyself﹒faer/faers/faeself
﹐myth/myths/mythself﹒tale/tales/taleself﹒fable/fables/fableself
﹐tiara/tiaras/tiaraself﹒royalty/royaltys/royaltyself﹒tower/towers/towerself
﹐damsel/damsels/damselself﹒wand/wands/wandself﹒dragon/dragons/dragonself
﹐dwarf/dwarves/dwarfself﹒elf/elves/elfself﹒Knights/knightself
﹐Dark/darks/darkself﹒Astra/astras/astraself﹒Book/books/bookself
﹐Quill/quills/quillself﹒Ink/inks/inkself﹒Write/write(r)s/write(r)self
﹐Page/pages/pageself﹒Poet/poets/poetself﹒Poet(ry)/poetrys/poetryself
﹐Pen/pens/penself﹒Pen(cil)/pencils/pencilself﹒Study/studys/studyself
﹐Read/reads/readself﹒Word/words/wordself﹒Night/nights/nightself
﹐Star/stars/starself﹒Quiet/quiets/quietself﹒Soft/softs/softself
﹐tired/tireds/tiredself﹒📖/📖s/📖self﹒🖊/🖊s/🖊self
﹐tired/tireds/tiredself﹒☕️/☕️s/☕️self﹒⚰️/⚰️s/⚰️self
﹐🍁/🍁s/🍁self﹒🍂/🍂s/🍂self﹒💼/💼s/💼self
﹐📜/📜s/📜self﹒🕯/🕯s/🕯self﹒🕰/🕰s/🕰self
﹐🧳/🧳s/🧳self﹒🏰/🏰s/🏰self﹒🎠/🎠s/🎠self
﹐🪄/🪄’s/🪄self
︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢
☆﹔Fairy themed pronouns
﹐moss/mosses/mosself﹒shroom/shrooms/shroomself﹒bloom/blooms/bloomself
﹐dust/dusts/dusts/dustself﹒spring/springs/springself﹒dew/dews/dewself
﹐shine/shines/shineself﹒fay/fays/fayself﹒fae/faes/faeself
﹐elf/elves/elfself﹒flower/flowers/flowerself﹒honey/honeys/honeyself
﹐sprite/sprites/spriteself﹒fae/faen/faenself﹒aos/aes/aeself
﹐wing/wings/wingself﹒seelie/seelies/seelieself﹒unseelie/unseelies/unseelieself
﹐changeling/changelings/changelingself﹒iron/irons/ironself﹒charm/charms/charmself
﹐rowan/rowans/rowanself﹒magic(k)/magic(k)s/magic(k)self﹒spell/spells/spellself
﹐little/littles/littleself﹒hidden/hiddens/hiddenself﹒brownie/brownies/brownieself
﹐tree/trees/treeself﹒🧚/🧚’s/🧚self﹒🪴/🪴’s/🪴self﹒⚙️/⚙️’s/⚙️self
1 note · View note
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Text
thinking about simon growing out his beard. you want to love it but you just can't because every time you kiss him his scruff scratches your skin. 'stay away from me, you're too fucking scratchy!' you exclaim as you try to run from him. 
but simon has other plans for you, he stalks behind you, slower than you, knowing he'll eventually catch up to you. a predator stalking his prey. 
and he does, one moment you slam the bedroom door behind you, trying to think where to escape next, and the next he grips you by the waist, throwing you on the bed. you squeal in response, giggling under your breath. but all the fight ebbs out of you when you catch a glimpse of simon. he looks like he's about to eat you whole. 
he prances toward you, slowly crawling over the mattress toward you, grabbing your legs roughly and shoving them apart to make space for his large frame. he doesn't say a word as he strips you of your clothes. the only thing he lets slip is the way his breathing grows more and more labored, the way his eyes roam over you with a mischievous glint in them. 
he starts his torture on your right ankle, pressing sweet and gentle kisses on it, before he drags his face across your skin, the stubble irritating you and making you squirm, trying to get out of his hold on you. you scream, but laughter breaks through as you look down at him. 
'simon, please, you're torturing me', you press out, barely able to contain yourself as he continues to pepper your leg with kisses and gentle strokes of his stubble over your sensitive skin. your exclamation prompts a smirk to spread over his lips. what an evil man. 
he continues his torture, till he reaches your inner thighs and your squeals turn to soft little moans. at the sound of them, he gets motivated. so, simon licks and kisses and drags his goddamn beard over your sensitive skin, till he reaches your throbbing clit. making you scream and moan and curse him to the gods. 
when you cum on his tongue, whimpering his name, only then does he stop the mind-shattering torture. you barely have a chance to look down at him, resting between your legs, looking like he just worshipped you, with a satisfied little smile on his face. your skin looks red and puffy, sensitive from the torment you had to endure. 
'not gonna tell me to stay away from you again, are you?!' he exclaims, pressing sweet and gentle kisses to your abused skin. you can barely hum in agreement, too spent from the sinful pleasure. 
7K notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Text
Sometimes Simon comes back home from one of his missions in the middle of the night, when you're already fast asleep.
Only when you wake up the next morning, sunlight streaming through the windows, a soft snoring next to you, do you notice his presence. A broad smile stretches across your lips, these sure are your favourite mornings.
You slowly turn toward him, he looks so peaceful when he sleeps, so innocent even. Not at all like the usually so broody man at your side.
Inching closer to him, you start to pepper sweet little kisses over his skin. Starting on his broad shoulders, tracing the dips and valleys of his body, the faint scars adorning his skin.
Eventually, you reach the crook of his neck, slowly moving upward and over his face. Pressing kisses to his cheeks, moving to the tip of his nose and finally his lips. By that time Simon stirred beneath you, his eyes fluttering open, a smile spreading across his lips, and returning your kiss.
"Good morning, my love", his deep raspy voice cut in. His arms wrapped around you and you laid your head on his chest, enjoying the feeling of his body pressed into yours. You could spend the whole day like this, laying in bed with him, touching him, feeling him, knowing that he's made it back to you once more.
8K notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 4 months
Text
Simon loves when you wear skirts, actually scratch that, he's obsessed with you wearing them.
So naturally, you had to surprise him. You picked out one of his favourite dainty little skirts, flowing freely around your body and ending mid-thigh. You were so excited to surprise him you felt little butterflies in your stomach.
The 141 just had a two day training session behind them, everyone sprawled upon chairs and couches in various stages of exhaustion when you arrived. You hadn't seen Simon since he left yesterday morning, his promise to come back to you as fast as he could still lingering in your mind.
But this morning, instead of waiting for him to come to you, you were ready to poke the monster. So there you were, standing in the doorway, a sweet smile plastered across your lips. Price saw you first, ever the attentive captain. He nudged Ghost, whose tired eyes slowly moved to you. When he saw you, you could see the shock written across his features. The hunger.
It took him less than 30 seconds to excuse himself from the team and be at your side. He barely even said hello before he dragged you along, his hand tightly wound around your arm.
You ended up in some random storage room, the first unlocked door Simon could find. And this time it took him even less time to have you bend over, revealing you to him and how you'd deliberately chosen to not wear any underwear today. Your glistening cunt on full display in front of him. He let out a raspy moan behind you, his fingers finding your clitoris and slowly circling it.
His throbbing cock pushed between your ass cheeks, rubbing along your wet folds and finally sinking home into your warm hole. He fucked you so hard you were sure the team heard everything.
When he found his release in you, mere second after you had reached yours, he let his body rest on top of you. Pressing soft kisses to your back, your shoulders, your neck.
"Hi baby, I missed you ...", Simon whispered, a breathy chuckle escaping him.
Tumblr media
✧ check out my masterlist for more ✧
6K notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Text
just thinking about you and Simon enjoying your day off at home together. you notice him looking at you out of the corner of your eye, so you turn to him, staring right back, ready to fight, or at least pretend till he lets you win. 'what?', you demand. but he just smiles at you, and tells you how much he loves you :((
1K notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Note
hello, i hope u’re doin okay 🫶 i wanted to ask you could u write smth where we have an age gap in our relationship w Simon (legal ofccc) and we’re a bit scared of 141’s reactions ? thank u sm even if u don’t feel like writing this <3
hi, hun. hope you enjoy ♡
Tumblr media
⊹ simon riley never made a big deal about you being younger than him. he rather adored how sweet and innocent you were for him. he loved to have you by his side, and so he suggested you’d meet the 141. you were nervous, you weren’t bad with new people, that wasn’t it. but you couldn't stop thinking about what they might think, these guys were such an important part of simon's life, you wouldn't be able to handle it if they didn't like you. and what did your relationship look like to them? him being the older guy that spoils you and you being the bratty younger plaything? they probably wouldn't even take you seriously, maybe they’d see you as just another stupid girl. 
but simon was persuasive, he knew how to convince you to do his bidding. he trailed sweet kisses down your neck, whispering into your warm skin. 'they'll adore you, my love’, he'd say. his hands wandering from your waist to your hips, grabbing you in the sweetest way he could, just hardly leaving bruises behind. 'please come with me, just meet them.' he punctuated his words with a nip on your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, leaving a faint mark behind. you sucked in a low breath, hardly able to focus. his skilful fingers winding their way around your thighs, massaging them, and ever so slowly moving toward your throbbing core. 'trust me, love.' he captured your lips with his, pulling you into a dizzying kiss that left you breathless. you could only nod, barely able to register what you were agreeing to. 
            ⊹ so, the day came when you would meet the guys. with simon at your side, you stepped into the bar everyone had agreed to meet. your heart was beating so wildly in your chest that you were sure everyone would know just how nervous you were by just looking at you. but against your best beliefs, it was nothing like it. first, you met gaz or kyle, how he had introduced himself. oh, and how happy you were he was the first one of the bunch. with his easy smiles, he made you feel so at comfortable. so much so, that it barely shook you when you met the stoic captain price next. thankfully, the short-lived introduction was interrupted by no one other than soap, who with no time to spare swept you up to join him at the bar and ‘get fucking drunk, bonnie’. 
a few drinks and a couple of shots later you couldn't stop yourself, your brain-to-mouth filter having stopped working approximately 3 drinks ago. so you blurted out, 'I'm so happy that you guys like me, you know, I was kind of scared that you would think it's weird that simon and I have such an age gap.' you smiled shyly, immediately regretting even saying anything at all when everyone became a bit quieter than before. now you had ruined it. 
but instead, a low chuckle turned into a laugh. 'no, no, see we're happy for the old man here, getting some fresh meat', soap exclaimed, earning more laughter from the guys and you. except for simon who looked like he was ready to pounce on the poor guy. 
1K notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 4 months
Text
soft!Simon 'Ghost' Riley headcanons + 1 dirty lil extra
Simon coming home from a mission and being a big ol' softie. pulling you in for cuddles and kissing you all over. he proceeds to not leave your side for the next two days, he just missed you so much 
Every morning you wake up with the fresh smell of coffee in your nose. Simon gets up before you just so he can make that bean water shit for you. he complains in length about how he hates that shit and that it smells like death incarnated, but you know he just does it for dramatic effect, in reality he'd do anything for you
Simon kissing you breathless the first time he is separated from you for more than two weeks. he holds on to you so tightly, as if he's afraid you'll disappear right out of his arms 
Sleepy Simon lazily fucking you in the morning, still half asleep, morning wood pressing into your back. he pulls you in, barely manages to pull your underwear to the side before he slips into your warmth. he is too tired to keep up any sense of self control, so for once you hear his breathless moans in your ear, there is no better way to wake up 
You're feeling a bit under the weather, so Simon makes it his mission to take care of you, and he takes it very serious. bringing you tea and soup, and giving you forehead kisses. scolding you when you decide to rummage around the kitchen for some snacks, letting you know that your job is to rest and fussing around is his. when you fall asleep on the couch he covers you with a blanket and while you’re sleeping he makes you a little fruit plate, 'because its important to eat your vitamins when you're sick, love' 
Simon seeing you in that new little black dress you bought, that barely covers your ass. he wastes no time to bend you over and fuck your brains out. doesn't matter you're in the common rooms of 141. doesn't even matter soap just walked into the room and right back out again. all he needs is to claim you, and make you feel how hard you make his cock 
961 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Note
hiii i just love ur stories and i was wondering, could u write a story where a lot of girls flirt with ghost (cause he's just so hot tbh) and we're crying and feeling bad bcs we're scared he'll find better since he dosen't reject or ignore them??
ty a lot and take care <3
thank u anon ♡ i had so much fun writing a lil angst
sorry it took me longer than expected to wrap up your request, the creative juices are not flowing these days, but i hope you enjoy ♡₊ ⊹
Tumblr media
It's no surprise to you that going out with an incredibly fine piece of man is going to come with some jealous feelings here and there.
Just a couple weeks after you started to hang out with Ghost, you noticed women staring at him. But you didn't blame them, how could they not stare? Ghost just naturally attracts women, with his broad shoulders, his veiny arms, those giant hands ... you could go on and on forever.
But you never expected to find yourself sitting in your bedroom, hiding underneath the blanket and silently sobbing into your pillow because of it.
Earlier that day when you were out with Ghost for a drink it really hit you. You had barely left for a minute to head to the bathroom, but when you came back you saw a beautiful woman standing next to him. Inching closer and closer to him, her hand on his shoulder and a flirty smirk on her face. And it didn't look like he was opposed to it in the slightest. His body was slightly angled towards her, his face covered in mystery behind his mask, but you could feel his smile, you just knew.
Your heart felt like it was about to drop, break apart, stop beating all together. Your stomach was in knots. Your thoughts ran a mile a minute, you had no right to be jealous, right? You were only seeing the man for a couple of weeks now, nothing serious... only, at one point, unbeknownst to you, your little heart had accepted him in and made it serious. You were fucked, royally fucked.
To feign calmness you took a slow breath, in and out. Before you made your way back to Simon and the woman still plastered to his side. You coughed uncomfortably to make them both aware of your presence.
It took him a moment to take his eyes off the woman, before he turned to you.
"Oh, this is my friend, y/n," he looked back towards her, gesturing to you.
You all but managed to swallow the big lump that had formed in your throat. His friend? Is that all you were? A friend? Nothing more? Did it only take one beautiful woman to suddenly make you nothing but a friend to him? You should have known this, it was just too good to be true. Of course he would find someone better than you. You felt your eyes begin to water, but you aggressively blinked the tears away. No, you were better than this.
"Yea, his friend", you pressed out, a tight and obviously fake smile on your lips. "Who is just about to leave actually. Have fun."
You grabbed the jacket haphazardly thrown over the seat next to the one you were just sitting on and turned around. Your legs carrying you out of the bar, you couldn't wait to get out of there, to just get away, as far as possible.
What you didn't see was Ghost's slightly confused expression as he watched you leave. But what you did know was he didn't follow you. Didn't he notice how upset you were? Did he just not care?
You huffed out an annoyed sigh, at yourself, at him, at the world, at everything.
You had barely made it home, slamming the door behind you, before the tears came. They welled up, making everything blurry, and then they came crashing over you like a wave, making it hard to breathe, harder to see and impossible to do anything but slide down against the door and sob into your hands.
Tumblr media
And there you were, laying in bed, an hour later, still fucking pissed and sad and helpless and jealous and ...
Your phone vibrated next to you, Simons name popping up on your screen. You tried to ignore the call but he immediately called again. Deciding to pick it up you heard a low growl in your ear, the hairs on your neck standing up, a slight shiver running down your back.
“Open the fucking door, y/n.”
The edge in his tone made you immediately jump off the bed. For a quick moment though you stopped in your tracks, hating how he could command you and make you feel, how he had so much power over you when clearly he didn't feel the same about you.
But you heard him pounding on your door, so you hurried to open it. The door swung open and his eyes immediately bore into yours. You swallowed down a thick lump in your throat as he crowded into you, effectively pushing the two of you into the apartment. He slammed the door behind him shut and stared down at you, never breaking eye contact.
"What the fuck was that?" He growled. You couldn’t fucking believe his attitude, weren’t you the one that was supposed to be angry?
You took in a deep breath before you answered, "well, I wasn't the one flirting with some chick..."
You meant for the words to come out more powerful, maybe even as aggressive as his. To make him understand that he had no fucking right to barge in here like this and act as if he had the right to demand answers.
"You...", his gaze softened then, shifting into ... surprise? "You're jealous?"
All you could do was shrug, feeling too raw from crying to vocalise your feelings. But to your surprise, he didn't say another word, his hand softly cradling your cheek. Your skin underneath his felt hot to the touch as you looked up to him. His eyes seemed so soft and gentle then, making your breath hitch in your throat. The feeling of him wrapped around you like a warm blanket was overwhelming. His gesture nearly stitching your heart back together all by itself.
"I'm sorry... I-", was all he could say before his lips pressed onto yours, so harsh and hurried, yet somehow gentle and sweet.
His hands slowly travelled down your body, once he reached your ass, he lifted you up so effortlessly, your legs immediately wrapping around his, as he carried you to the bedroom.
He gently whispered between kisses, "I'm gonna make it up to you, I promise."
868 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Note
heyy hope u're doin okay! what abt simon having a huge nightmare and we comfort him?
tyyy <3
hi. hope you enjoy the big broody men getting comforted as much as I did ♡
Tumblr media
You startled awake, barely aware enough of your surroundings to recognise the familiar silhouette perched on the edge of the bed, his back turned towards you. Desperately clawing at your memories, you tried to remember why in god’s name you woke up in the middle of the night, as the darkness seeping in from outside suggested. 
"Si?" You carefully moved towards his large form, as you spoke. 
He didn't react, or maybe he didn't even notice you were awake and talking to him. You knew he sometimes had nightmares, most of them thanks to the years and years in active service. Some because of older and more haunting things. But you had never been awake when it had happened, only able to pry the most basic information out of him the morning after, when you awoke to find the bed cold and empty, Simon long gone. It took him over a year to admit to you that he suffered from nightmares, so the fact that you were now conscious enough to be there for him, made you careful in your movements... as if he was a wild animal you didn’t want to startle. 
You moved over the mattress, gently sitting next to him. Your hand slowly inched towards him, before you ran your fingers over his back. He didn't flinch away from you, but neither did he acknowledge your presence. 
So, you sat there with him, gently running your hand along his back, and listening to the silence in the room; his breathing, the car alarm sounding outside, your neighbour's music softly playing through the thin walls and wrapping you in a soft haze. 
You nearly jumped out of your skin when Simon suddenly leaned his body towards you, laying down, his head resting on your lap. You couldn't help the gentle smile that tugged at your lips. Your hand that was slowly drawing circles into Simon's back now moved up toward his head. You gently ran your fingers through his hair and watched as his eyes closed. He looked so sweet then, his face not reflecting any of the hardships that usually cut creases into his skin. 
It felt like hours passed, the two of you staying in the same position, his head on your lap. Slowly you felt yourself having a hard time keeping your own eyes open and your body upright. But then you suddenly felt it, gentle kisses pressed into the skin of your thighs, blissfully exposed beneath the shirt you slept in. You dared to glance down at Simon, whose lips were pulled into a sweet smile, but his eyes had a mischievous glint in them as he looked up at you. 
You giggled as he sat up slowly, grabbing your waist and rolling you underneath him. He fully surrounded your body like this, the way he leaned over you, his hands on either side of your head to keep himself upright. 
"I just need to feel you baby… know that you’re still here," he smiled softly at you, a battle between despair and hunger consuming his expression. And you couldn’t help but melt beneath his gaze, tightly wrapping your arms around him and holding on for dear life. 
427 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 5 months
Text
könig headcanons
nsfw content. könig has all the feels + 1 fluffy extra
jealous!könig he sees another guy hitting on you at the bar. he throws a possessive arm over your shoulder, staring down the other guy, intentionally making himself look even bigger than he already is. later when you get home he fucks you while he whispers in your ear that you're his and no one else is allowed to touch you or he'll break their fingers one by one
possessive!könig every opportunity he gets he's putting his hands on you. on your back, around your waist, over your shoulder, holding your hand. staking his claim for everyone to see, especially when someone has the audacity to look your way. he needs everyone to know you're his and his alone
protective!könig you're getting harassed by some guys, and he sees it. he doesn't even hesitate for a second before his fist collides with the face of one of the guys. before you know it they're all knocked out, in various stages of broken bones and already forming bruises. he leads you away with a hand on your back, slowly sliding down to your ass and gives you a kiss on the forehead
angry!könig you've never seen him like this, but his chest slowly rises and falls with the apparent control it takes for him to keep himself together. he barely looks at you. but when you're home, behind closed doors, he throws you on the bed and fucks you like never before. holding your hands in one of his behind your back and relentlessly pounding into you. afterwards he pulls you onto his chest and presses a soft kiss to your head
sleepy!könig he's laying next to you, still half asleep as the sun kisses his naked skin. he grumbles and huffs, blowing your hair out of his face as you chuckle. without another word he pulls you close to his chest, wrapping his body around you and telling you to go back to sleep. just seconds after you hear a faint snoring behind you
542 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 4 months
Text
jealous!ghost x reader
Tumblr media
"if you don't make a move, I will", Soap teased Ghost, nudging his elbow into the other mans arm. but Ghost was not amused, his stare never leaving you, his eyes betraying him, showing the anger, the turmoil, the jealousy. he couldn't help himself, the way you had pranced around the 141, throwing big smiles every which way you went, and constantly annoying the shit out of him... somehow you had squeezed your way into his heart and now he couldn't let you go.
you were none the wiser of the emotional turmoil happening just mere feet from you. instead you were caught up in a conversation with some rookie from base, who had recognised you out at the bar. in fact, you were having so much fun tonight, the alcohol flowing, the laughs leaving you effortlessly, you didn't worry about much at all. that was till Ghost, menacing mountain incarnated, shoved himself between you and the guy you were talking to.
"I think that's enough", was all he said as he pushed the guy away, who scrambled away so fast, you thought you could see a cloud of dust forming where he stood, just like in the cartoons. you had to grin at your own thoughts, ghost staring down at you, the lines between his eyebrows revealing the massive frown that graced his face.
"hey party pooper, not so angry now" you poked him in the chest, it was like poking a bear, but then again, more like a scary looking bear that was secretly just really soft. maybe the alcohol was getting to you after all.
"I think you've had enough" was all he said, trying to take your arm to drag you away, but you weren't done yet.
you stared right back at him, his dreamy eyes that ... realisation dawned on you, even through the haze of alcohol you could see right through him.
"you're jealous!"
"i'm not jealous!"
"yea you are, and a terrible liar on top of that"
"no." his voice was stern but the rigidness in his stance, the eyes that were now searching your face for something, anything, betrayed him.
you grinned up at him. "oh yes yes yes, you so are" shaking your long forgotten arm out of his grasp you seized the moment and threw yourself at him, literally. your arms wrapping around his neck, your legs dangling over the floor.
"'s ok, Ghostie, I like you too"
his arms wrapped around you, first slowly and carefully, then he squeezed you against him. his face burying in your neck.
Tumblr media
✧ check out my masterlist for more ✧
379 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 4 months
Text
Ghost would be the kind of guy that is so into the free use fantasy, his dick aches when he just thinks about it. A thick bulge growing in his pants every time he thinks of you sitting on the couch, just reading your book as he whips out his cock and shoves it down your throat. You try to continue reading as he fucks your mouth relentlessly. He leaves behind thick spurts of cum on your face and you don't even mind.
He would be on a mission and think of you cooking him dinner in summer. Your little dress hugging your body in just the right places. Ghost would come up behind you and rip it off, just tear it apart. He'd grow hard at the thought of you not even wearing anything underneath, knowing that he could fuck you anytime he wanted to.
Or he would grab you while you're on the phone, talking to your friend, and just bend you over. Ripping your little shorts apart, and sinking his cock into you. You'd try your best to ignore him, to sound normal on the phone. But he fucks you so rough and slaps your ass so hard, that you have to hang up. Moans escaping you unwillingly. And a broad grin gracing his lips when he knows that he got you.
He'd love nothing more than to tease you and fuck you till you finally react to him, moaning and screaming as his fat cock splits you apart.
350 notes · View notes
tearsofastraeax · 3 months
Text
🎀 cw: 18+, voyeurism, masturbation, könig orders bathwater, also he's a creep
whenever stalker!könig orders bathwater from cam girl!reader he gets so excited when he finds it in his mailbox. he so badly wants to tear apart the package it comes in, but instead, he takes his time, slowly unwrapping the padded envelope it arrives in. he absentmindedly notices the way his name and address are written in beautiful handwriting. 
inside the package he finds a note addressed to him, it's written on an intricate pastel pink card, flowers adorning the edges. it reads:
'thank you for supporting me, könig ♡  i took my time with this one, imagining what you would do to me while I played with myself... at the end, the water was all cold enjoy xx' 
the card smells irresistibly sweet, clearly sprayed with your perfume. and he can't help but hold it to his nose, taking in the smell of you. he rubs the card over his face, wanting your scent to be all over him, inside his pores, never leaving. 
he can barely compose himself, already feeling the rush of blood flowing right to his hardening cock, straining against his pants. but of course, he didn't forget about the star of the show, the little container with your bathwater currently sitting in front of him. 
he gently puts the card down and picks up the see-through container. the pink cap of it reads the date it was made for him, you laid in this water just two days ago. 
his heart starts to beat faster at the thought. he had watched you then, saw you masturbate while you sat in your bathtub. he so dearly wanted to burst through your door then and just take what was his. but instead, he hid away further in the shadows, opting to observe you from afar. it wasn’t time yet. 
he slowly moves the container around in his hand, it looks so small. so small even that when he twists open the cap, he can fit only one finger inside, swirling it around in the water, letting the smell waft over him. the sweet scent of you envelops him and makes him feel dizzy. 
it's so hard for him to control himself, he's being pulled apart at the seams. so, he does the only thing he can, he rips open his pants and pulls out his swollen cock. but before he takes his length in his hand he dribbles the bathwater over his fingers, the overwhelming smell coating his hand, drips of it running down his arm. 
and then he fists his cock roughly with it, jerking himself off in smooth motions. he closes his eyes while he does, imagining your hand in his place. 
he thinks back to you that day, how you had shimmied out of your cute bathrobe and sat down in the bathtub. how good you looked, with your hair falling over your shoulders, and your tits swaying with your movement. he saw you shiver and smile to yourself as you got comfortable in the warm soapy water. 
you had closed your eyes then too, just how he had done now, and imagined him, just how you had promised in your sweet card to him. he had seen you slowly drag your hands over your skin, from your neck to your chest, gently grabbing your full breasts and squeezing them. a low grunt left his lips at the memory of it.
he tried to imagine so badly how his hands were yours, and yours were his. how instead of your hands trailing down your body and caressing your curves they were his doing it. how he would have dipped his hands in the water, to find your sweet cunt. how he would caress your folds, a finger gently dipping between them. how he would circle your already swollen clit. how he would coax moan after moan out of you. how he would kiss you and hold you and stroke you till you cum, writhing and shaking underneath him and crying out his name. 
he stroked himself roughly at the thought, cumming so hard he couldn't help but breathe out sharply, his head falling into his neck, and a low moan leaving his lips. 
how he wished to have you and touch you and make you his and his alone. 
Tumblr media
check out the stalker!könig masterlist for more
383 notes · View notes