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satorusluver · 7 months

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Minors DNI

Sorry I just have too many smutty Gojo thoughts to keep them to myself. I'm not really sorry.

I thought a little too hard about how big Satoru's dick probably is and this happened lol.

Imagine Gojo Satoru teasing you for struggling to take all of his massive cock. I mean, look, the man is 6'3", I just know his dick is huge. With that kinda confidence, he's got more than just being the strongest sorcerer to be cocky about. His dick intimidatingly large -your eyes would probably bug out the first time he whipped it out, nearly smacking you in the face with it. It's the kind of cock you struggle to wrap your mouth around when you go down on him. Just a few minutes of sucking his dick and your jaw is gonna be aching. And taking him down there isn't much easier. It's a struggle, and you just know he thinks it's funny as fuck watching you try to take all of him.

Sometimes he likes to make you work for it. He'll lie back on the bed with his hands behind his head, looking up at you with a shit-eating grin while you take your sweet time trying to make him fit. Even with lube, if you're not used to being stretched out by him everyday, if he's been away awhile, then taking him hurts, at least at first. You gotta take it slow, one hand holding onto the base of his shaft and the other pressed flat against his chiseled chest as you carefully sink down onto the head of his cock, whimpering slightly from how the stretch stings a little.

"Aww, what's the matter, princess? Is it too big for you?" Satoru teases you.

"Sh-shut up," you shoot back, glaring at him as you slowly sink down onto him another inch.

"Oh, come on, you were begging for this cock a few minutes ago and now look at you, struggling to take more than a couple of inches."

His eyes flicker down to where his length is slowly disappearing into your pretty pussy.

"Looks like quite the tight fit...fuck, feels like quite the tight fit," he groans when you sink down another couple of inches.

Part of him just wants to grab your hips and buck up into you, forcing you to take every last inch all at once so he can finally feel all of your tight, wet heat wrapped around him. But he won't do that, no, he'll lie right there and let you take him at your own pace.

He sighs softly when he finally feels himself bottom out, finally feels the head of his cock meet the entrance to your womb. He's so long and thick that sitting on his cock like this damn near feels like you're being split in two. He doesn't even have to try to hit your g-spot, he fills you so entirely that happens on its own. You can feel it just sitting there, feel him pressing against it so effortlessly and it feels so good despite how uncomfortable the stretch is at first.

"There we go, I knew you could do it. Fuck, feel so fuckin' tight around me. You gonna be a good girl and ride me, yeah? I wanna see you make yourself cum on my dick."

#still working on the longer fic but these drabbles are easier to get out lol #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #satoru smut #gojou satoru x reader #gojo imagine #satoru x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader

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lovingseventeen · 1 year

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braiding svt’s hair

a/n: wholesome, but also some crack i guess LOL

seungcheol:

✿ agreed without giving much thought to it

✿ up until you had to pull a few strands a bit tighter because they were shorter

✿ “HE-hey!” he half-yells, remembering that he doesn’t ever want to raise his voice at you

✿ “sorry cheol” you say, still too fixated on getting his braids done to notice how sulky he’s getting

✿ “enjoy this now, it’ll be the last time” he says, a very noticeable pout in his voice

jeonghan:

✿ bros beautiful

✿ he had no problem letting you braid his hair because he did have his hair in a braid before when it was significantly longer

✿ his hair is medium length currently, so you don’t have to pull too hard for him, and you give him this style that has two braids that meet at the back of his head

✿ “can’t believe this suits you so well, hannie” you tell him as he looks in the mirror, his fingers gracing his hair so elegantly

✿ “ay, c’mon no one’s prettier than you” he replies, coming to place a kiss on your cheek

joshua:

✿ he actually usually braids your hair when you ask him to

✿ one day you offer to braid his so you two match

✿ naturally, he’s agreeing

✿ he’s so smiley when you match - ofc you have to take pictures together

✿ it definitely becomes his new lock screen

jun:

✿ would never say no to you

✿ tilts his head back when you start tugging, “baaabe” and you have to tell him to hold still

✿ gives you a thumbs up afterwards because he doesn’t look bad, he figures

hoshi:

✿ ofc you gotta braid your babygirl’s hair

✿ he feels so dainty after you give him two little braids

✿ keeps forming a “v” with his hands to frame his face LOL

✿ highkey, he looks good though, would probably eventually ask you to actually try styling his hair and he’d give his stylist a reference photo in the future

wonwoo:

✿ also rarely says no to you

✿ he sits patiently on the floor as you sit on the couch because of his height

✿ “wonu you look so cute” you gush, cupping his cheeks after giving him a little crown with his braids

✿ he smiles in return, “as long as you’re happy”

woozi:

✿ you’re running your hands through his hair as he plays a song guide, he likes when you do this

✿ you’ve been noticing his fringe has been getting longer, “you want me to help get your hair out of the way?” you ask

✿ “could you?” he replies, sitting up to make it a little easier for you

✿ you do a little braid that will keep some of the shorter strands in place, freeing his forehead

✿ he checks your work when you finish, surprised at the little braid but thankful nonetheless, placing a kiss to your hand

✿ “thank you, i’ll try to wrap this up soon”

dokyeom:

✿ “‘kyeomie, would you let me braid your hair?” you asked in boredom one day

✿ he’s nodding, already trying to find where to sit to make it easy for you, “where do you want me?”

✿ you giggle, telling to sit on a stool and that you’ll stand

✿ highkey loves it when you finish, his eyes crinkle when he smiles “i feel pretty”

✿ you almost can’t believe how adorable your boyfriend is, “that you are” you smile back :’)

mingyu:

✿ also a WHINER

✿ you’re not even pulling his hair the way he’s claiming

✿ he’s gasping and whining at every tug regardless of how much force you’re actually using

✿ “babe!” he whines when you actually give him one tug ✿ becomes so pouty even when you finish his braid without pulling hard

✿ he’s bringing a hand to his scalp and there’s a very obvious pout on his lips going, “why do you hate me”

✿ you jokingly roll your eyes, “you know for such a tall man, you’re a baby”

✿ he doesn’t care lmao, he’ll use you ‘hurting him’ as an excuse to be clingy that day

minghao:

✿ his hair is starting to get longer but management says he isn’t allowed to get it cut yet

✿ has been opting for a half ponytail recently but he also wants something different

✿ “do you know how to do something to tie my hair back?” he asks you

✿ you do this little braid that keeps his main fringe out of his face and sort of just tucks it behind one ear

✿ your boyfriend looks very elegant when you finish, slightly feminine but it’s never something that bothered him

✿ kisses the side of your head as a thank you

seungkwan:

✿ doesn’t tell you that you’re actually hurting him

✿ he just sits there quietly so you had no idea that you were pulling a bit hard

✿ you only find out when you find him looking in the mirror after and wincing as he touches his scalp

✿ “seungkwan, is the braid too tight?”

✿ “yeah” as he looks away PLS

✿ “you should’ve told me!” you exclaim, immediately feeling bad. you take his arm to get him to sit as you quickly take out the elastic and undo his braids

✿ “i’m sorry, baby” you tell him after, kissing the top of his head

vernon:

✿ you actually end up braiding his hair for fun because he fell asleep in your lap

✿ he actually only notices when he goes to the bathroom when he wakes up and sees himself in the mirror

✿ walks back out to you with eyebrows raised as he points to his hair

✿ “i got bored?” you offer

✿ “okay” he replies simply, he keeps them in anyway because there isn’t an urge to take them out

✿ soon realizes that he appreciates his hair being out of his face

✿ might ask you in the future to give him one braid at home because he likes it

dino:

✿ is HURT that YOU hurt him

✿ “baby-baby wait” he whines, a hand coming up to touch his scalp

✿ “it’s not that bad i’m almost done-” you tell him as you pull again

✿ dino lets out this yelp before you tie an elastic at the end

✿ “did i do something to you recently?” he genuinely asks, “because i’m sorry, whatever i did, i get it”

✿ take the braids out soon pls

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fawnfictions · 1 month

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i know there’s a lot of this same prompt on this app but i love your writing and i would love to see it from you <33

OK!! Macaque and Wukong with a gender natural reader which simply LOVES their fur and gets really clingy on their tail and ear(s for macaque :3), treating them like a literal plushie

monkie plush!

— wukong & macaque, gn!reader

i feel the need to personally apologise for how many months it took for me to post this <//3 i've been SO SLOW recently,, i can't guarantee i'll be getting any faster, either

heheuwudhhey!! none of u should worry about sending me an ask with a 'common' prompt—just because someone else has done it before, doesn't mean i won't want to write it!!! i like giving ppl my own opinion on these sorts of headcanons LOL

;; fluff, fluff, and more fluff!! (+mention of something more spicy, but nothing explicit)...

WUKONG

- he RELISHES in any affection you give him, and he isn't afraid to show it.

- you'll come up behind him, embrace him while rubbing your face in his fur, and he will MELT.

- leans back into your arms, wrapping his tail around you to pull you even closer; and, if you're listening closely, you might hear quiet purring.

- honestly, he'll do the same to you — compared to monkey hair, human hair is VERY soft and feels very nice :3

- cuddles between you two are just constantly rubbing your faces in each others hair.

- i can also imagine that his tail would be sensitive, as most monkey's tails are...

- be careful, though, because certain areas of his tail are more sensitive than others — you may run into a situation you didn't mean to...

- ...ANYWAYS

- while i can imagine him being the big spoon a majority of the time, he could TOTALLY be a little spoon.

- he enjoys being able to hold YOU, since he likes feeling in control, and as if he's protecting you, but he'll happily sit back and let you cuddle him.

- play with his hair, twirl his tail, brush him...

- tbh, the other monkeys would probably join you a lot, interpreting it as a grooming session.

- me and the boys [monkeys], grooming each other on a sunday morning.

- he will complain, though, if you don't let him cuddle YOU sometimes.

- you two are almost sickening with the amount of PDA you show; cue MK pretending to puke in the background, but Wukong does have SOME decency, and will get a little embarrassed if you take it too far.

- if you're both out in public, chilling in Megapolis or something, and you start rubbing your face in his fur and cooing at him? he'll go red pretty quickly, and shyly respond with small affections in an attempt to sate your clinginess for now.

- this especially goes for being around people he feels the need to keep a reputation up with — like, the brotherhood, although most of them would laugh it off, they'll tease him for it at some point, or anyone from the celestial realm.

- he'll make it up to you later with plenty of cuddles, but for now? he's gotta look cool and tough in front of lil' old Nezha /j

MACAQUE

- hes touch starved as hell (we all know it).

- BUT he gets shy when it comes to affection, but he's hypocritical about it...

- constantly drapes himself over your shoulders, resting his head on top of your own when he gets the chance, etc etc.

- however, if you DARE even try to hug him, he's gonna get real nervous.

- doesn't know how to properly relax at your touch; he may not exactly move away from you, but he won't lean into it (at first).

- this especially goes for PDA – he loves you, but not now; he's gotta look cool and mysterious at all times.

- if you're with people that he lets his guard down around, he'll be a bit more playful with you.

- he notices you attempting to sneak behind him for a cuddle attack? next thing you know, theres a familiar cape-covered arm thrown over your shoulder, blocking your affection with his own with a teasing smile.

- he IS different when in private, though !!

- more willing to give in to your touches, but it is clear that he's unsure how to feel about it.

- after a while, though, i feel that he would learn to find a lot of comfort in your hands ?

- like, if he's had a rough day, he'll probably seek you out to be showered in affection,, in a way, it makes him feel very loved and worthy.

- he's such a little spoon too, i'm sorry LOL

- but he has his confident days, just ask and he'll be happy to be the one holding you instead.

- it took a while for him to be comfortable with normal affection, yeah? well, it's gonna take even LONGER for him to be comfortable with touching his ears, let alone losing the glamour on them.

- the day he lets his glamour down around you, is the day he's decided that you're stuck with him forever, sorry to break it to you...

- his ears are VERY sensitive, so please be careful, he's very cautious with you touching them.

- but he'll never admit how nice it feels for you to massages his ears, especially with how much stress they give him from the loud noises in the city (not that you can't tell, he's practically melted into your lap and would ABSOLUTELY be purring if he could).

- overall, it takes time, and he won't ever be fully comfortable with PDA, but he's a big softie in private <3

#— fawns fics #lego monkie kid #lmk #fluff #macaque x reader #platonic #headcanons #monkey king x reader #sun wukong x reader #wukong x reader #six eared macaque x reader

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 1 year

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Mine

Summary: Only noticing you had put on his shirt when you were out of the house and on your way to work, you did not think much of it. Joel on the other hand had a lot of thoughts when he found you wearing his shirt.

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem. reader

Wordcount: 1.2k

Rating: E

Warnings: porn with very little plot, smut (unprotected sex) cum play, one ass slap, dirty talk, mentions of reader having her tubes tied pre-outbreak

A/N: dipping my toes into the Joel Miller pit. Vague descriptions cause the only things I know about TLOU is what I have seen in the first episode lol Not edited. Just filthy thoughts

You were late.

You were very late this morning, it’s why you just grabbed what vaguely looked like your clothes as you got dressed on your way out of his place.

Joel had only mumbled something in his sleep when you got out of his bed, his body seeking your warmth turning onto his stomach, taking your pillow as substitute as he cuddled it against his chest. The blanket slipped from his body, revealing his naked back, and a peek of his ass.

You smiled to yourself, fighting the urge to climb back into bed with him as you walked out and got to work.

It was only when you were outside that you noticed you had grabbed his jeans shirt, his musky manly scent lingering in your nose as you wrapped the fabric closer around your body.

It made you feel safe.

Protected.

Feelings you had forgotten existed until Joel showed up out of the blue and saved your life.

You were too late to change out of the shirt. He wouldn’t mind. He would probably not notice.

Oh how wrong you were.

“Where are you going?” you asked, following him down the street. Joel had showed up close to your lunch break, leaning against the wall of the house at the other side of the street. His eyes fixed on you.

“My place,” he grumbled.

“Why? No way you’re finished for today,” you asked confused why he was here in the first place and not at work himself. He should be starting right about now.

He stopped walking and you ran into his back from the sudden stop, your hands coming to rest on his hips.

“You gotta change your shirt,” he said, looking at you over his shoulder.

“What? Why?” you frowned. He turned around, leaning in closely.

“Cause knowing you’re out here wearing my shirt is making me fucking hard,” he growled low and you gulped.

“Oh,” you blinked at him and he raised his left eyebrow, his eyes wandering down your body.

“Yeah, Oh,” he nodded, before he turned away to walk towards his place.

“Looks better on you though,” he hummed and you scoffed.

“That’s cause you haven’t seen yourself wearing it,” you grinned, running after him and you could see his lips almost twitching into one of those rare smiles.

“Get your ass home. Now,” he said, looking at you until you turned around and walked.

He had your back pressed against the wall as soon as the door was closed behind you, his lips on yours, his hands pulling at your shirt as you unbuckled his belt.

“Fuck,” he groaned, both of his hands palming your breasts while you pushed his pants down so you could wrap your hand around his cock.

“Gotta be fast, need to be back in twenty,” you mumbled. He nodded before he turned away, pulling his pants down, clearly wanting to do this in bed. He turned his head to look at you over his shoulder, seeing you grin.

“What? I’m too old and tired to fuck you against the wall.”

You rolled your eyes, undressing as you followed him.

“You weren’t too old last week,” you pushed him down on his bed, climbing into his lap.

“Keep it on,” he said as you began to slip the shirt off your shoulders. You sucked your bottom lip in and nodded, your hands running up his chest.

“Didn’t know you’d mind me wearing your clothes that much,” you hummed, rolling your hips slowly, his cock slipping through your wet pussy, making you moan lowly.

“Less talking, more fucking,” he slapped your ass once before his hands came to rest on your hips, guiding your movements.

“Yes, Sir,” you saluted mockingly and he huffed a laugh, pulling your upper body down, his lips crashing on yours.

You reached between your bodies, gripping his cock to line him up against you. With a sigh you parted from his lips, slowly sinking down on his length. It was a stretch, moments like this made you miss the good old days of lube. You rested your hands on his chest, sucking your lip between your teeth.

“Doing so good for me baby,” he groaned. He brought his fingers to his lips, wetting them. Slick with his saliva his fingers found your clit, rubbing slow circles as he looked into your eyes.

You rolled your hips against his, his cock filling you perfectly.

“Want you to sit on my face when I get back later,” he said, his other hand running up your body, playing with your tits.

“Yeah?” you asked, breathless. He nodded.

“Want to fucking drown in your pussy. Best pussy I ever had,” he smirked. You whimpered.

Slowly you began to ride him, getting wetter and wetter as he kept touching you, the bed creaking beneath you.

“Fuck,” you moaned, moving a little faster.

“Ride that dick,” he growled and you gasped. Both of his hands were on your hips now, gripping you as he began to fuck up into you.

“Joel…” you whimpered, meeting his thrusts.

“Shit, wish we had more time,” he groaned and you smiled. You leaned down, kissing him. His hands wandered under your shirt, up your back, keeping you against his chest.

“Later,” you hummed against his lips.

“Later,” he agreed.

“Now, make me cum, Miller,” you teased and he growled, flipping you so you were laying on your back, staring up at him. He was so fucking broad, it was ridiculous.

And he was all yours.

He began to move then, his big hands gripping your thighs, fucking you with quick fast thrusts. He spit on your pussy, making it even wetter.

“Cum for me,” he groaned. You brought one hand down to rub your clit as he fucked you. You cried out his name, your walls clenching his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.

“Always get so fucking tight, fuck…” he hissed, thrusting a couple more times until he twitched inside you, pumping his cum into you. He stayed inside as he leaned down kissing you sloppily.

“Really glad I had my tubes tied before the world went to hell,” you mumbled against his lips, making him chuckle.

God, why couldn’t it be like this all the time? In your little bubble with him forgetting what went on outside and what the world had become. Then again you would have never met him then.

“I gotta go,” you pouted. He kissed you again, his softening cock pulling out of you. You were about to sit up, when he stopped you, lowering his face between your thighs, his tongue cleaning you up.

“What the… fuck Joel,” you moaned. He sucked your clit between his lips, teasingly, before he let go of you, licking his lips like he just had the most delicious meal.

“We taste good,” he winked, before he turned around, grabbing his pants.

“You fucking tease,” you called after him, hearing him chuckle.

“Get dressed, you gonna be late,” he said, pulling his jeans up.

You were indeed late but somehow you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

Not after that break.

And because you were still wearing his shirt.

#my fic #Joel Miller x fem. reader #Joel Miller #Pedro pascal #tlou hbo #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fiction

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cybrs4pphic · 10 months

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I saw ur post wanting asks and lucky for u i have too many

So like reader and abby are out on a run or just outside of the base, and while theyre doing their thing they get ambushed by infected or scars, which then leads to abby just fuckin ripping the jaw off a scar or infected.

and the reader is just like ..... me next?

if u don't like this idea feel free to ignore as this is prolly feral and unhinged

i made this horny lol sorrryyyyy also kinda long oopsie daisy

18+ mdni.

fem!reader, bottom!reader, top!abby, fingering, strap use, wall sex, general violence, abby and reader are dating, muscle/strength kink

summary: abby putting her muscles to use makes u all hot n bothered

you’re trying your absolute best to fight off the infected with abby but more and more just keep coming

“jesus fucking christ, it never ends,” abby spits out, stabbing an infected in the neck. she notices your lack of reply and turns around only to find you on the ground wrestling the infected, attempting to fight it off. abby knows she probably only has a few seconds before more start coming. she runs up to you, grabbing the infected by the hair and pulls it away from u, grabbing it by the jaw and just ripping it apart n you’re just sitting there thinking about what else those arms could do to you as if you’re not in danger.

“we need to go, now,” she says sternly in your direction, running over to help you up. “can you run?” she ask and you nod at her with a quick “ye-yeah,” as you grab her hand and stand up, running behind abby.

you guys eventually lose the infected, coming across a seemingly unoccupied cabin. “you stay here, i’ll clear the house,” she states, grabbing her gun walking into the cabin.

while abby’s clearing the house, all you do is stand there daydreaming about abby’s strong arms, her hand around your neck, her arms holding you up so easily as she bounces you on her cock, holding onto her arms because she’s fucking you so good you need something to ground yourself, just her arms.

you’re so entranced in your little fantasies you don’t even hear abby come back outside. “helloooo,” she says waving a hand in front of your face, “u good, baby? c’mon let’s get inside,” you nod and she gently takes your hand leading you into the house.

“what’s wrong? you didnt get bit, did you?” she asks preparing for the worst.

“no- no, didn’t get bit ‘m good,” you reply hoping she doesn’t keep prying but you already know what the next question is gonna be. “just- your muscles,” you whisper, barely audible, but of course abby hears it.

“yeah? what about ‘em?” she asks and you can practically hear the smirk in her voice. “i-they’re just so b-big,” you mutter and abby has the biggest smile on her face n u know an idea just popped into her head.

before you know it your being picked up, squeaking in surprise as your legs instinctively wrap around her waist, her hands coming to rest on the backs of your thighs, barely touching your ass. “kiss me, abby, please,” is all you could get out, getting increasingly wet at just how easily she could just do anything to you.

she leans in eagerly kissing you like you’re both going to die tomorrow. you practically sigh into the kiss, just feeling yourself relax into her touch. “let’s get this off, yeah,” she smiles before putting you down to quickly tug off your shirt and take of your sports bra, before dropping to her knees to unbutton your jeans and tug them off n you swear you could’ve passed out just at the sight of her in front of you. once she has you in just your underwear, she gets up taking her clothes off and walking over to her backpack, pulling out her strap.

“you really brought that with you?” you giggle.

“course, gotta be ready for whatever the day brings,” she smiles at you slipping it on and walking back over to you. “c’mere,” she states simply, picking you back up, turning around so your back is against the wall. you can feel her cock brushing against your slit just barely grazing your entrance. “gotta get you ready first, babe,” she whispers against your mouth before kissing you again. you feel her move the cock away from your entrance, and replace it with her middle and ring finger.

“god, y’re so fuckin’ wet,” she pulls away, “you really like when i do this, huh?” n u just nod, leaning into kiss her again. “nee-need your cock, abby,” you whimper, barely pulling away. “as you wish, baby,” she pulls out her fingers before positioning the tip of her silicone cock at your entrance just barely pushing in. “you’re so fucking tight, jesus christ,” she says before sliding the rest of her cock into your weeping cunt. “abby,” you breathe out, signaling her to move to which she takes a couple steps back, placing her hands low on your hips, grabbing them to pull you up and slam you down her cock. you practically come from just that as you shove your face into the crook of her neck as a poor attempt to muffle your moans as she continues bouncing you on her cock, letting out heavy breaths and grunts as if she could actually feel you clenching around her.

“abbyabbyabby pl-please ‘m so close,” you whimper into her neck. abby takes that as a signal to remove one hand and move it to your clit, rubbing circles with her thumb as she steps forward to press your back against the wall starting to fuck you herself.

“god, you look so pretty like this,” she says, not expecting a reply as your head lolls forward watching her circle your clit with hazy eyes. “look at me, honey,” she takes the hand on your clit up to your chin to tilt your face up to hers before going back to rub your clit. “fuckfuck-abby oh my god, keep going please please,” you whine out moaning into her neck as she continues to fuck u against the wall. she knows you’re about to come from how increasingly difficult it’s getting to fuck into you. “let go f’me, baby, wanna see you come all over my cock,” her word finally push you over the edge, abby fucking you through your orgasm, both of you breathing heavily. you lean in to give abby another kiss, her sliding out of you, but not putting you down.

“nice,” you let out, giggling.

first abby blurb fic ask thingy :p

#idk how to end fics #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #the last of us 2 #tlou 2 #i think i kinda got carried away

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wegc · 4 months

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hi pretty!! hru and happy new year <3 school starts next week which means i have to start prepping from this week (really i should’ve been revising all break but wtv🫣) which means u will probably be seeing less of me for now BUT!!! i will do my best to check in and torment u with my filthy thoughts as often as i can LOL.

current brainrot is changbin absolutely manhandling you with his big strong ass, cause you just had to be a brat today for some reason. sneaking off to the bathroom to fuck yourself open with fingers that are nowhere near as good as his and send him recordings of your pretty, whiny moans. running your brand new nails (that he paid for bc i am a firm believer that bin would spoil his girl like mad) over his cock through his jeans while you’re both out with the members. there’s really only so much a man can take—which is why the second you get home, he’s throwing you over the arm of the couch and dragging your panties down. “bunny wanted to act like a slut all day, she’s gonna get fucked like one, yeah? look at this cunt, all messy and dripping f’ me. this is what you’ve wanted, huh? needy girl.” shoves your legs open and fingers you until you’re grinding on his hand and damn near sobbing. “bet this feels better than whatever you were doing to yourself earlier. dumb little bunny, trying to be a brat. all you gotta do is ask nicely and i’ll give you whatever you want, you know that.” doesn’t even bother to tell you when he wants you to move, just throws you around like a doll or grabs you with one arm and moves you around himself.

at one point he pulls you up from your hands and knees and wraps an arm around your throat to pin you to his broad chest. his thick cock has been practically splitting you open for god knows how long now—you’re so fucked out that you’ve stopped keeping track—and the couch cushions underneath you are soaked with your release. when bin reaches down to your clit again with his other hand, you whimper and feebly try to buck away from him. he just laughs and tightens his grip on you, cooing, “be a good little slut and take what i’m giving you, bunny” in your ear in a soft voice that’s a total contrast to the way he’s fucking ruining you. and how could you ever say no?

(this may or may not be motivated purely by changbin’s aaa performance outfit because good GOD why did he look even bigger and beefier than usual i want him so bad)

-🍒 anon

OHFMY GODF. . . do i even say anything at this point . . . what is there left to say holy fucking shit i am going insane this was so good ARE U SURE U DONT HAVE UR OWN BLOG BECAUSE IF NOT!!! GET ON IT!!!

omg omg omg i forgot who in skz said this but someone said that changbin becomes increasingly attractive while he’s eating AND HDHEHFDEDFFFD someone on twitter posted a video of him chowing down on some food and holy fuck the angle that video was taken from made his arms look so big and beefy, i replayed it for what felt like an hour.

BUT ! back on topic ! you would have to annoy changbin a lot for him to snap at you and fuck you this roughly because you’re his baby :( it’s okay if you’re a little spoiled :( he’ll always take care of you :(

but holy fuck, was his week horrible. he and chan got into a petty argument, their choreographer was up his ass about their upcoming award show performances, and all he wanted to do was fuck you slowly and sweetly like you deserved. but no! he was stuck in the practice room for another three hours and like a little minx, you sent him videos of you spreading your cunt open. if he wasn’t so pent up and tortured, he would scoff at how small the stretch of your fingers must have been compared to his thick cock.

you are IN FOR IT as soon as he reaches home. he couldn't care less about what you were doing. if you were on the phone—the call ended; if you were texting someone—power off; if you were cooking —no problem! he’s turning the stove off and shoving your hips aggressively against the counter, sliding your soaked, lace panties to the side after he’s bunched up your dress to your waist, and fucking his cock right into your greedy little cunt.

his hands would leave bruises on your hips with how firmly he would be gripping them and your ass would be so sore from his continuous smacks because changbin really couldn't control his temper after his shit show of a week.

and if fucking you in the kitchen wasn’t enough, he’ll fuck you in the living room, office, against your balcony window, in the laundry room, in the bedroom, and finally—the shower. your poor hole would be gaping by the end of his abuse, all spent and dribbling with his loads of cum :(

i can just imagine you’re all fucked out by the end of it and still, binnie grips your face and squeezes it harshly, forcing your lips to form a pathetic little pout :(

“see what happens? wanna try that again? sluts like you can’t go a second without being stuffed, huh?”

“do i need to do this every time, honey? do i have to teach you a lesson every day?”

“fussy girl. you knew i’d take care of you—still had to annoy me though, hm?”

#changbin smut #seo changbin x reader #seo changbin smut #changbin x reader #skz smut #stray kids smut #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #seo changbin hard thoughts #changbin hard thoughts #changbin hard hours #answered #🍒 anon

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huelovening · 1 month

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let you break my heart again

hueningkai x reader

summary: you were soo sure confessing to hueningkai, would end up in a cute relationship between you two.

warnings: angst lol, like 1k words

it hasn't been long since you started talking to kai, your little crush growing stronger with each conversation you held.

you were pretty sure you might have a chance with him, the way he softly spoke to you, or how he always made sure you felt comfortable. but after all, he's always been nice, so it's kinda hard to tell if it's actual interest.

however, you will try to shoot your shot.

you've all planned it through, you spent time with kai multiple times a week but these past weeks you did everything for him to see your full potential. you went as far as trying a new make up style, dressing up cutely or wearing your hair in a way you knew he'd like.

you remember one peculiar moment that got engraved in your mind.

it was one of your usual hang outs with kai, you guys wanted to meet at the arcade but he insisted on picking you up, like the gentleman he is. with kai, there never was an awkward silence between you both, you could talk about anything with him.

at the arcade he showed you his 'video game skills', he was kinda bad but not that he would admit that. but then it came to show his ultimate talent. the claw machine.

within a few tries he'd win whichever plushie he had his eyes on. "kai, will you show me your tricks?" you had asked, jealous of the multiple plushies he won.

he laughed at your pout "sure" he positioned himself behind you "see, you gotta do it like that"

god knows you paid no attention to his words. the way your back was pressed against his broad chest and the way he guided your hands distracted you more than anything. you could literally feel his breath on your neck, you thought you were going to faint till suddenly huening kai's squeaking brought you back to reality, you (it was actually mostly him) had won a plushie.

"y/nie, you did it!!" he hugged you, you couldn't breath, you weren't sure if it was because of his tight grip or the because of how strongly you could smell his cologne while he was wrapped around your body.

after that situation you always seemed to be nervous around kai, sure, you've always liked him but the thought of confessing made you anxious. till you finally gathered up the courage.

you were supposed to have a picnic today, that's why you're preparing a bunch of food, cutting several fruits into heart shapes, it would be obvious that you had put a lot of effort into it. that thought made you smile, a kind soul like him appreciates things like that.

you were quite confident, you and kai grew close in such a short time, you spent a lot of time together, you were pretty sure he'd like you back. you've never discussed things like relationships with him, the subject just never coming up.

you planned to pick him up at his dorm, where you usually spent a lot of time together at. yeonjun opened the door for you, smiling at you. you were pretty sure he knew about your crush on kai, it was pretty obvious, to anyone but kai.

you truly didn't mean to eavesdrop but at the mention of your name, it came natural.

kai was heard standing in the kitchen with soobin, conversating about, well, you.

"are you going to confess to y/n? she seems to like you as much as you do." soobin teased him, kai just laughed it off, his next words making your heart drop.

"you know i don't like her like that, i still have my eyes set on yuna."

oh. oh!

"dude what? yuna rejected you, move on with someone you actually enjoy spending time with." soobin replied, his smile fading almost as much as yours did.

"whatever man, i'll keep going. y/n's probably there soon" kai sighed, making his way out of the kitchen, his eyes meeting yours.

"hi kai! shall we go? you look good." you managed to speak, you have no idea where that confidence came from but you would rather act like nothing happened.

his face has immediately brightened up and that smiles that has you weak in your knees showed up on his beautiful lips.

"right, let's go!" he laughed, taking your hand. he always did this, making you feel like you're the one he wants but, oh, apparently not.

the way to your picnic spot was quieter than usual, he did talk a lot whether it would be about a new pokémon game or a new song he learned on the piano. you were interested, truly. but you couldn't pay that much attention on his words.

while putting out all of the food from your picnic basket, it was obvious by now, that something was wrong with you. kai noticed, being worried as always. "y/n what's wrong? you look kinda pale, let me put out the rest of the food, lay down."

"i'm okay, just kinda feeling funny." you denied. fuck, he was making this really hard.

the words that earlier left his mouth keep crossing your mind, unable to focus on his words.

"love, please. you can talk to me, i don't want you to be upset." he stroked your hand while saying that. that was definitely the last straw.

"f-fuck! this is exactly it! you call me love, you hold my hand, you make me feel like i'm the only girl that's on your mind but then you say you don't like me that way? what do you want me to think? i didn't know this is how friends act." by now, you were sure you felt your eyes water, tears slowly dropping down.

kai kept silent, staring at you. the realisation hit him, that you must have heard his conversation with soobin earlier.

"y/n, i'm sorry i gave off that impression but i-i just don't like you the way you want me to." he said, voice sounding much more monotone now.

"i think i should go."

a/n: im so not sure if i want to write a pt 2 for this pls lmk if youd read it!!

#hueningkai x reader #huening kai x reader #huening kai scenarios #txt x reader #txt thoughts #txt imagines #hueningkai angst

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anemptypuddingcup · 10 months

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is this where u ask a request cuz idk huhu

Hii! This is my first time asking a request cause I've been having this idea but I just feel like I'll do bad at writing it lol so maybe there are other people here that can do it alot better(⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

I've been wanting to read an y/n who is very clingy towards the op men ( you can pick whatever u want lol) and whenever they have to leave to do something y/n will be sad and will do anything to let them go.

I guess there are fics already about this but I can't find one haha hope you see this!

Awww I’m flattered, thank you! Ion know how I’ve never thought about that, this is good ask love!

Clingy Reader w/ Op men. (Adding a few extra ones in here-)

Luffy.

❤️Luffy is just as clingy to you. After two years of not seeing you, he’s gotten clingier to the point where he just can’t be without you.

❤️Grasping your hand tight, he’ll pull you along wherever he goes which proves that he’s clingy to you.

“Oi, stay ‘side me, kay?” He’ll always say. And you’ll fully comply because you wouldn’t want to leave him either.

❤️The only issue is that he’ll sometimes have to let go when he has to do something busy, which pains both you and him.

❤️He’ll make sure to repay you for his absence though.

Zoro.

💚He can’t sit there and act like he likes it when you’re like that, he finds it a bit tedious and tricky to deal with. But he deals with it because he loves you very much.

💚He’ll allow you to to stand close to him and would sometimes wrap his arm around your waist to make you feel better.

💚Zoro finds it challenging to leave you because you could do a good amount of things just for a few extra minutes to hold him.

“Relax woman, I’m not going anywhere.”

Sanji.

💙This mf loves it.

💙He adores how clingy you are because he knows that you’ll hold on to him and stand by him for the whole while. Sometimes he adores seeing you stand there while he cooks.

“Patience babydoll, I’ll hold you when I’m finished cooking~”

💙He’s even nice enough to feed food to you if you let him do that.

💙Sometimes he finds it hard to separate from you because he can’t bear to see you get upset, so if he has to go shopping he’ll allow you to go with him as long as you’re holding his hand at all times.

Usopp.

💛Usopp honestly doesn’t know how to react. He’s surprise that a pretty lil thing like you got clingy to him.

💛He already moves around a lot so he finds it hard to do much of you keep clinging to him. In the end he’s fine with it because he appreciates the attention he gets from you.

“Gh- S-Stop gripping me so hard, ya gonna make me pass out from your loveee~” He whispers playfully before planting a kiss to your temple.

💛Whenever he leaves, he always tells you that he’ll come back for you and give you the attention that you give him.

Yamato.

🩵Yamato enjoys the attention a lot, he adores it when your little body sits in his lap and hug him tight. Even if it doesn’t feel tight to him, he can tell that you’re squeezing him.

🩵He’ll sit with you for days on end, relaxing with you until he has to attend to his duties.

🩵When you whine about him leaving, Yamato would pick you up before telling you what important things he has to do.

“I promise I’ll come back for you babes! Ya just gotta be patient, okay?”

🩵Just be ready for the big baby boy to hug and love up on you when he comes back.

Ace.

🧡Ace moves around a lot so you leave with him every time, disregarding how dangerous it may be. Ace keeps you close but sometimes not close enough.

🧡You’d hold on to Ace as if your life generally depended on it, which it probably did-

“Hehe calm down, I ain’t gonna let go baby girl.”

🧡He doesn’t even think he can leave you alone by yourself, not because you’d get upset but because of your safety.

🧡Once everything dies down and you two settle down, he’s all up on you peppering kisses onto your face and hugging you tight after a long day of your lives being in danger.

Sabo.

💜Sabo’s fine with you being clingy, that way he knows that you’ll be by his side wherever he goes. He cares for you too much to allow you to leave his side.

💜One of the only times he’ll leave you alone is when you’ve settled down at home and he’s going out for errands and such.

“Cmon angel, it’s not gonna take so long. You can wait for me can’t you?”

💜He promised you that he’ll be back to cuddle you as soon as he can.

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fettuccin-e · 1 year

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Hi!!!! Idk if you’re taking requests right now and it’s totally cool if you don’t but I was wondering if you could write the boys with aftercare?!?! One or all, writings choice! If you’d like with one of them maybe the reader safewords? If you’re not comfortable with that I completely understand ASDGHJKL

But anyway I love love love you’re writing you’re so fucking talented 🥺

ROMANA I LOVE YOU OMG YES

So we’re going to go with Marc on this one because I truly cannot imagine safewording with Steven (I mean he’s really hot, but a dork y’know, and I think he’s probably pretty vanilla? So I can’t imagine a scenario where you guys are having kinky enough sex to establish a safe word. He probably fixes you both tea after sex lol) and I could write for Jake but an idea came to me with our dear Marc Spector. I really hope you enjoy!!

(Tags: Marc Spector x Reader, overstimulation, safe word use, unprotected piv, afab!fem!reader, pretty fluffy, not a whole lot of angst!)

How Many Does It Take

You can’t really tell how many orgasms you’ve had by this point. Marc had started between your thighs, eating your pussy like a man starved, sucking at your clit until you had soaked his face not once, but twice.

He’d barely given you a change to breathe through the aftershocks before he had sunk two of his thick fingers into you, under the guise of stretching you out for his cock. But you know better. You know because he had immediately sought out your g-spot, pressing into it and chuckling like a bastard when you gasped and your hips twitched.

He’d worked you through two orgasms like that, his two fingers turning into three.

Your mind had already been hazy, your vision slightly blurred when he had sunk his cock into you. You were already so sensitive, and the way he had pounded unrelentingly into your g-spot had made it fucking worse. You had sobbed, hips twitching hard, but Marc held you steady, telling you how good you were. Telling you to cum on his cock. Telling you to cum again.

And you had, clenching around him hard as you shook in his arms. He floods your pussy with his cum not long after that, and you breathe hard, exhausted and ready to wrap yourself around your boyfriend as you sleep like the dead.

But Marc pulls out of you and you feel his cum leak out of your sensitive pussy. And he takes those thick fingers that you hate to love, and pushes it back in.

He stuffs his cum back into your abused entrance, pressing two fingers into you all over again, and you want to scream when he presses them against your g-spot.

“Marc, ah, ‘s too sensitive. I’m so fucking, so fucking sensitive baby,” you whimper, hips attempting to jerk away, but Marc keeps a strong hand pressed to your lower stomach, holding you still as he plays with your messy cunt.

“C’mon gorgeous, you can give me another one. So good, so pretty, you gotta give me another one,” he mutters, his muscles bulging as he works his fingers into you, ruthless and unrelenting. He feels it when you cum again, your pussy fluttering softly, and he smiles. “Good girl, baby. Good fucking girl. Another, c’mon. Another.”

You can only whine, tears slowly leaking down your puffy face. You can’t cum again, you can’t. The last one had hurt, a little bit, your stomach cramping up. It feels like he’s ripping orgasms out of you at this point, forceful and violent. He doesn’t understand, he doesn’t feel it the way you do. They’re not good orgasms anymore, there’s no satisfaction, only aching.

He leans down to pepper kisses under your jaw, soft pecks that are usually a source of comfort, but not now. Not now. He’s still playing with your g-spot, his thumb rubbing hard circles into your clit. You’re numb, but your body still clenches up involuntarily with another orgasm, and oh god, it hurts.

You’re whining high in the back of your throat, little mutters of “too much, ‘s too much Marc, oh fuck,” whispered between you both. But he isn’t stopping, doesn’t show any plans of stopping anytime soon, and another orgasm wracks your body, feeling like you’ve been struck by lightning.

“Red, red, Marc, oh god, red,” you gasp, barely able to fucking breathe. You want to sob in relief when you feel his fingers immediately leave your puffy, abused cunt, but you immediately want to mourn again as his heavy body lifts off of you. His thick hands leave you, leaving you suddenly cold, and you whimper softly.

“Hey, hey,” Marc’s gruff voice filters into your ear, close to your face, but keeping his distance, not taking the chance of touching you when you don’t want it. “Hey, baby, are you hurt? Are you hurting anywhere?” You try to answer, but no sound comes out, your throat sticky and choked. “Just one word, baby, yes or no. Are you hurt?”

“No,” you mutter, your voice breathy and ruined to your own ears. “Just,” you cough, “hold me?”

Marc doesn’t hesitate, moving next to you and gathering you up against his naked body, his warm skin a comfort against yours. He’s a little sticky with sweat, but you know that you’re even stickier. You feel wrung dry, the area between your thighs too tacky with a mixture of you and Marc. You’ll need a shower later, but you content yourself with just breathing in Marc’s scent, warm and musky, with a hint of his woodsy deodorant.

He holds you against him like you’ll disappear, tracing his fingers up your spine as you sync your breathing with his. Neither of you speak, simply existing together as you come back to yourself. You’re not sure how much time passes, only that Marc holds you steady, strong and unyielding in only the way that he can be.

“‘M sorry,” you mumble against his chest, and Marc jerks suddenly, arms hugging you tighter.

“No, baby,” he says, so vehement that you giggle softly. “You never apologize for using the safe word, okay?” You feel his hand come up to nudge your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “I am so, so glad you felt safe enough to use it, okay? That took a lot of strength, and I am so proud of you.”

You can’t help how your eyes start to burn at his words, and you desperately want to bury yourself inside of this beautiful, strong, understanding man, and never come out.

“What happened, sweet girl? Just so I don’t do it again, okay? I just need to know,” he whispers, voice cracking just a little bit, and it breaks your heart. You lean up to press a comforting kiss against his lips.

“Just because I can cum multiple times Marc, doesn’t mean I should, okay handsome?” you croak out, and you watch Marc’s brows furrow.

“You get so hyper-focused on making me cum, baby, and even though that is like, every girl's dream, it starts to hurt after a while, you know?” Marc nods at your explanation, and you smile softly at him. “You are so, so good in bed baby, but my body can’t really handle that many orgasms back to back. Maybe we can keep it to a maximum of four?”

Marc smooths his hand over your cheek before cupping the back of your head, guiding you into a soft kiss. “Okay, baby, four it is,” he mumbles into your mouth, and you giggle in response, bringing one of your hands up to brush a thumb over his stubbly cheek.

“I love you Marc,” you whisper, and Marc whimpers softly, almost like he’s relieved.

“I love you too baby, so much. So fucking much,” he says against your lips. He kisses you softly, again and again, chaste and warm and loving.

“Think you could carry me to the shower, handsome?” you whisper after a few minutes. “Don’t think my legs are in working condition yet.”

Marc chuckles, before standing up off the bed and scooping you up into his strong arms. “Bath instead?” he asks, carrying you through the apartment.

Your heart swells, threatening to choke you. “You’re too good to me, Spector.”

“Well, a trusted source did tell me that I’m every girl's dream,” he chuckles. “Gotta live up to the name, right baby?”

“You already do.”

#marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #marc spector smut #marc <3 #steven grant smut #moon knight smut #moon knight x you #moon knight x reader

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misc-obeyme · 1 year

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I when to the mall another day with all my friend,and I tried on all the skirts in the store and none of them fix me

(my hips where too big :( ) I felt so sad and I told one of my friends

Could you do the brothers when mc tell them that they feel sad for not having any of the skirts fit them

Hello there, anon!

I went ahead and just did "clothes" in general, I hope that's okay. I wanted to keep things as neutral as possible.

I personally have a lot of OPINIONS about body image stuff, so I tried to keep that out of it lol. There's more focus on finding clothes that do fit and how the brothers might try to cheer you up.

Thank you for the request!

GN!MC tells the bros they're sad about not finding clothes that fit.

Warnings: some body image discussion, but not much, it's mostly fluff as usual

Lucifer

MC, you needn’t fret about such things. Don’t you realize there are several demons here that would make excellent clothes for you that will fit perfectly?

Will direct you to Barbatos first, but he has several suggestions. Lucifer isn’t exactly a fashionista, but he does care about his appearance. He’s picky about clothes and wants things that are high quality. As such, he knows where to get the kind of clothing you want and who to contact should it need tailoring.

He’s solution oriented so he’s going to start out with all of this sort of thing. But if you’re more interested in comfort than practicality, you’ll have to hint at it. He’ll pick it up immediately and switch tactics.

While he appreciates when you dress nicely, he tells you clearly that it doesn’t matter what you wear. You captivate him with your shining soul and your sweet smile. If you’re really feeling down about it, he’ll wrap his arms around you and kiss the top of your head, too. Not one for tender moments most of the time, but he makes exceptions for you.

Mammon

Immediately takes you shopping. You just need him with you, of course! He’ll find you multiple amazing outfits that will fit you perfectly. He knows all the shops and all the latest trends. Gotta keep up on this stuff when you’re a model, right?

Lets you pick out a few things for him, too. But mostly he’s ready to spend all his Grimm making you look and feel good. (Best not to ask where that Grimm came from, though. Ignorance is bliss in this case.)

You don’t really have to get him to comfort you because he’s telling you how amazing you look the entire time you’re shopping. But later, after you’ve brought all your purchases back to the House of Lamentation, let him know how much this meant to you. Tell him that you were feeling sad and insecure.

He’s blushing of course. And he’s going to bluster a little at first. C’mon, MC, he knows you’re appreciative of the Great Mammon treatin' ya! But he’s also gonna give you a hug because you obviously need one. Might get a little soft and genuine on you, too. He wants you to know that you’re perfect in every outfit you choose to wear.

Leviathan

Oh? You tried on some clothes that didn’t fit? Well, MC, who cares about normie clothes! He’s got a whole closet of cosplay that he made specifically for you and you can be sure that everything fits just right.

After overcoming the embarrassment he feels confessing this, he has a cosplay photo shoot with you in his room. Hypes you up like crazy while snapping pictures of you from every angle. You look so cute in all these different outfits! He’s so happy to see you in them!

Doesn’t like it when you’re sad, so he’s doing his best to cheer you up. If you’re still struggling, he’ll probably try to distract you with video games or anime.

Levi is not completely oblivious to your feelings and he cares about you, so he works up the courage to ask you if you want a hug. Say yes and he’ll wrap himself around you. He’ll tell you how much you mean to him - it’s a little easier when he’s not making eye contact but he still stutters a little when he says it.

Satan

Perplexed. Why would you be sad about clothes not fitting? Just buy some that do? Listen, this guy has zero fashion sense and he can be overly practical. He doesn’t quite understand so you might have to explain it to him.

He does realize that even if it makes no sense to him, you are sad about it and that is something he takes issue with. He wants you to let it all out. Don’t hold back, MC. Frustrated? Go ahead and yell about it, he’ll listen to every word. Sad? You can cry on his shoulder as long as you need to.

Satan probably knows an unfortunate amount about the history of making clothes and textiles. So if you’re in the mood to listen to him for a while, go ahead and ask him about it.

Otherwise you know he’s going to want to bring you to a cat café. It always makes him feel better and the cats don’t care about what you’re wearing. Trust him on this. Some kitty cuddles and a snack will take your mind off things.

Asmodeus

MC. You must know by now that this is his area of expertise. Why would you ever worry about some human world clothes that don’t fit right? He is here to make sure you always look fabulous.

Doesn’t even need to take you shopping because he already has a closet full of clothes that he bought for you. Of course he knows your size, so everything fits. Tell him what you were looking for and he’ll have it already, possibly in multiple colors.

Asmo also understands that there is likely a body image issue causing some of your sad feelings. That’s not something you’ll be able to work through in one night, but he’s going to talk it over with you while he does your hair or nails (or both).

Why not let him take you out to a party? You both look amazing and he would love to turn heads with you on his arm. He has many fans, but he’s a fan of you and he wants to show you off. Won’t hesitate to hold you close for the rest of the night - his soft touch brings you comfort.

Beelzebub

He gets it. He’s a big demon, they don’t always make clothes his size. But don’t worry, you’ll just have to look elsewhere for stuff that does fit. He’s happy to take you shopping if you’d like to try again.

He’s going to let you know that it doesn’t matter. Says it pretty bluntly, too. You’re just right the way you are, MC. You don’t need to be sad about this. He’s going to give you a bear hug and won’t let go until you say you’re feeling better.

Now of course he’s going to suggest going out to eat. Having some of your favorite foods is a great way to cheer up. Plus you know watching him eat is always fun. Somehow this outing really does make you feel better.

If you’re still feeling down, he will enlist the assistance of brothers that are a little more clothes savvy than he is. But if you just want him to comfort you, Beel will be more than happy to hold you as long as you like.

Belphegor

What? You’re sad that some clothes didn’t fit? You know that if clothes don’t fit, it’s because there’s something wrong with the clothes and not you, right? You just need to shop at a better store, MC.

Realizes that the human world has weird ideas about body image and clothes manufacturing, but doesn’t know enough about it. Just tells you to shop in the Devildom from now on. Anything that doesn’t fit can be altered. He knows at least three demons who can do that for you.

Anyway, he’s pretty sure Asmo already has a bunch of clothes for you. Nothing you could get in the human world could possibly compare to that selection. So don’t worry about it, okay?

More than happy to cuddle with you if that will make you feel better. Just know that he’s probably going to fall asleep with his arms wrapped around you. You might find yourself drifting off, too. If you do, you’ll have a pleasant dream that will leave you in a good mood when you wake up.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me brothers #request #misc writes

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to-the-stars8 · 2 years

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Learning to Love Slowly

Pairings; Jason Todd x Female Reader (1) Pride and Prejudice and Hair A/N; Bo Burnham's INSIDE album is def the most motivational writing music ever lol

2- Seven-Eleven Karens and Pinky Promises At 3 AM

Jason hopped from the neighboring roof of your apartment building and then climbed down to your fire escape. He expected you to be awake, since it was a Saturday night, probably sitting on the couch working on something or baking in the kitchen. Secretly, he hoped that you were baking. Somehow, in some amazing, planets-aligning-just-right, way, you made cookies that tasted exactly the same as Alfred’s. The thought made his stomach growl.

When he reached your window the light was on, illuminating the landing of the fire escape, which meant that you were awake, so he slid into the unlocked window. Tossing the mask on the couch, Jason walked through your apartment hesitantly. Never before had he been in there without you, and, so far, it seemed like there wasn’t another soul there.

He called your name softly, hand subconsciously going to his gun. Something felt off. He didn’t know what, but when the light was on you were there.

“I’m in here, Jay,” A sleepy voice called from your room.

Instant relaxation overcame him for a second, and his hand fell by his side. Quietly, he went to your room. You were still laying in bed, rolled onto your back with an arm thrown up to block the light coming in. Awkwardly, Jason stood in the doorway.

“Hey, gorgeous,” You said, voice still thick with sleep.

“Hey,” Jason inched closer as you patted the spot next to you to sit. “Sorry that I woke you up. I’m not bothering you, am I?”

“Nah,” He could see the smile on your face through the dim lighting. To him, you look like Sleeping Beauty incarnate. “I would tell you if you were, and you couldn’t bother me even if you tried. I’m that chill.”

“Is this coming from the girl that yelled at an old lady in seven-eleven the other day?”

You laughed and moved over as Jason moved to sit. “She was such a Karen, though. You’re not a Karen.”

“Who knows, maybe I secretly am.”

You started to reach up to touch his hair, to tuck back that one curl right by his ear that just would never stay tucked behind it, but stopped short. Instead, you opted to grab his gloved hand, knowing that he wouldn’t object to that.

Jason watched as you intertwined your fingers, slightly angry at himself that he only felt okay with holding your hand when the gloves were on. He was scared that if you felt the callouses and scars on his hands you would be disgusted with him. Never want to see him again. He thought that would probably be worse than some of the things he had been through.

“No, you’re not a Karen,” You traced a stitch in the glove with your nail. After a moment of silence, you spoke again. “You had an okay night?”

“As okay as you can get being a vigilante in Gotham,” He tried to joke, to disperse the seriousness that came with the question.

“You were safe tonight? Vigilante safe, I guess.”

“Yeah, I was.”

You sat up, leaning forward so that your faces were close together. “Good.” A yawn cut you off as you started to say something else, eyes drooping just a bit. Jason patted your pillow, to lay down.

“Get some sleep. Gotta stay sharp for those Karens, right?”

You snorted, nodded, and laid down. “I’ll protect the cashiers from entitled old people if you protect yourself... Keep yourself safe.”

“I will,” Jason whispered. “I promise.”

You held out your pinky. Jason wrapped a gloved pinky around yours, thinking back to the first time you made him pinky promise. He couldn’t remember what it was for, but your smile--He remembered that. A goofy grin that made him feel nothing but butterflies and warmth.

“Jay,” You whispered.

“Yeah?”

“I left you a surprise on the kitchen counter,” You turned over, wrapping the covers over your head before he could get a question out.

He sat, watching you for a minute, trying to gather up the courage to try and kiss your head goodbye, but couldn’t. The moves he made leaving were quiet, but his stop by the kitchen made him snort out loud. You had baked your heaven-sent cookies and put them in a shiny red Robin Tupperware container. Stuck to it was a sticky note that read;

Bring this back so I can put more cookies in it!! Please be safe, Jaybeans.

Jason shoved the note in his jacket pocket to put with the rest of the notes you gave him then tucked the Tupperware under his arm. Hopefully, his brother wouldn’t catch him eating out of the Robin container, just to avoid all the questions of where it came from.

And so he wouldn’t have to share the cookies.

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holyhead-hufflepuff · 1 year

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are you ready?

SIRIUS BLACK X FEM!READER

“Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.” ― Hunter S. Thompson

warning: NSFW. Minors do not engage. This is a story about two consenting adults with a pre-established relationship built on trust. Please remember to wrap it before you tap it.

notes: lol so i just finished exam which is why this is late. this is part of a 800 follower celebration. so don't forget to engage with the smut post that you like best!!

The room is dark. It is some sort of dungeon, lit solely by a line of torches on my right-hand side. I can’t even see the far wall.

My body shivered, and at that moment I realized I was naked. It’s cold, but not uncomfortably so. The torches radiate, casting faint waves of heat and light onto my exposed skin.

“Hello?”

I called out but received no response. I started to worry. There was nothing around. What was happening? But that was when I saw him. He walked toward me, slowly, faintly illuminated in the dark. The slow taps of his footsteps were the only thing I could hear. He got closer, and closer, and closer, until we were almost touching.

He put his hand on my side, sending a shiver racing up my spine. He moved his head close, as if to kiss me, but then paused right before finishing the job. He looked at me with that awful, sarcastic smile. The one that has bothered me all year. And then, he asked me a question. Gently, but playfully, Sirius asked:

“Are you ready?”

…

“Y/N?”

“Y/N!!!”

The voice of my best friend Rachel jolts me awake.

“Huh?” I sigh groggily as I return to the land of the living. “What’s up?”

“Class is over sleepyhead! I know how much you hate History of Magic, but you’ll never pass your exams like that!”

“You’re right, you’re right. Wow, I can’t believe I fell asleep again!” And she is right. My work has been going steadily downhill these last few months. I can’t sleep at night, and I keep forgetting to eat. And those dreams certainly don’t help. Those dreams… they mean nothing, of course. Sirius is a prick. So arrogant, so vain, so… confusing…

“Hello? Did I lose you again?”

“Sorry, sorry.” You focus on Rachel. “You know I haven’t been sleeping well. I guess I’m just a little out of it today.”

“I can’t believe you, girl. You gotta get your head in the game! Now listen, are you coming down to my place this summer? We have Quidditch tickets, it’s gonna be so much fun!”

“Oh yeah, sure! I don’t think my parents will mind.”

We continued our conversation as we moved to our last class of the day: flying. The one I’ve dreaded going to for weeks.

We arrived at a commotion. “There he goes again,” Rachel sighed.

Of course, it’s James. He’s a natural on the broom and takes every opportunity to show it. Right now he’s doing some stupid stunt to get someone’s attention, probably Lily’s. I don’t have any problems with him, but what I do have a problem with is who he hangs out with.

At that instant, my gaze finds him. Off to the sides, cheering James on with all he’s got. Sirius Black. He’s jumping up and down, yelling, clearly very happy with whatever James is up to. He tries to get up on his broom too, but Remus grabs him and holds him down. As they are fighting for the broom, he turns this way. Our eyes meet, and he smiles.

I quickly turn my head back to face Rachel, a blush spreading across my cheeks. That smile. I can’t stand that smile. I hope he doesn’t think I was watching him. I only saw him at all because of what James was doing. Really, he’s the farthest thing from my mi…

“Hey girls.” My thoughts are interrupted by a voice right in front of me. I look up, and I see Sirius, with Remus tagging close behind. “Enjoying the show?” He laughs with that trademark grin.

“As if,” I retort. “You guys are such idiots. James is gonna get himself killed someday, and it’s gonna be your fault.”

“Come on, Y/N! You gotta learn to have some fun.” Sirius smirks and you feel the confusing mix of emotions bubble up once again.

“I love fun! I just have responsibilities and things I care about that have to take priority! Come on Remus, back me up!”

Remus shrugs sheepishly. “Hey, don’t look at me. I’m outnumbered.”

Sirius chuckles. “Guess the fun continues.”

“ARRGH!” I exclaim in frustration. “You are so infuriating sometimes.”

“Maybe,” Sirius replies. “Or maybe, I just need to show you how to loosen up.”

Before his words can get my mind racing, I hear a whistle. The professor has arrived, and she looks frustrated.

Sirius sighs. “Looks like the fun is over for now. Guess we should get to work and all that.” He turns back to me, and with a hint of mischief in his eyes, he asks me a question.

“Are you ready?”

At that moment, I lost all of my composure. I turn around and dash away before anyone can say anything. As I run, I can hear Rachel yelling after me. I don’t care. I need to get out of there. I’ve heard those words before, so many times.

Every.

Single.

Night.

I run, and run, and don’t stop. I have no idea where I’m going, and it doesn’t even matter. I just need to get away.

Eventually, I find an empty staircase. I collapse at its base, exhausted. My mind is spiraling, my thoughts are playing tug-of-war. I can barely think. At that moment, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, are you okay?”

It’s Sirius. But something’s different. The usual sarcasm is gone, replaced with something I don’t recognize. It’s almost as if he’s genuinely concerned. Usually, this question would annoy me, but for some reason, his presence helps me relax.

“I’m fine, just needed some air.”

And as quick as it had gone his smirk returned. “Good, good. Just making sure all that fun earlier wasn’t too much for you.”

“You are so annoying,” I snap back with a slight grin. “I don’t know what you think of me, but I’m stronger than you’d expect.”

He sits down next to me. “I don’t know, I still think you could do to loosen up.”

I groan. “Oh, and I suppose you and your friends can help with that?”

“I don’t know about those guys, but I have a few ideas.” He pauses, as if thinking of something. Then he grins. “You know what? You’re already skipping class. Come with me.”

Without giving me any time to wait, he starts walking. My legs move on their own. It’s not like I want to follow him, but I can’t deny I’m curious as to what he’s up to. We pass through corridor after corridor, hallway after hallway, walking through Hogwarts’ endless sea of passages. Eventually, we reach a statue of an old hag with one eye.

“Dissendium,” Sirius whispers, and the statue moves aside. “What in the world?” I mutter as we walk into the newly-opened room.

“You like this?” Sirius chuckles. “This path leads all the way to Hogsmeade. Only a few students know about it, plus probably some of the teachers.”

“It’s incredible!” It truly was. After so many years here, I thought I had seen all that Hogwarts had to offer. It was enough to distract me from who I was here with.

“Well, then it can be our little secret.” Sirius pauses as we round the corner into a wider room. “Hey, Y/N…?”

I’m so engrossed in my surroundings that I didn’t notice Sirius had stopped walking. We were now mere inches apart.

“Uh, what’s up?”

The smile appears once again. “You were watching me in class today, weren’t you? In fact, I feel like I see you watching me a lot.”

The blood rushes to my cheeks. It is at this moment I realize how close we are, and that our surroundings are eerily similar to the ones from my dreams. I stutter out a response.

“W-well I don’t remember that! If anything you were just distracting me, you’re always so loud and annoying! It’s always so hard to concentrate-”

He puts a finger to my lips, quieting me. His smile grows wider. “I thought so. What were we talking about earlier? Loosening up? I say we get back to that idea.”

I’m shaking, I can feel goosebumps across my arms and legs. “W-what do you mean?” I barely have the time to get the words out before he whips out his wand.

“Evanesco! Incarcerous!”

With the first cast, my clothes disappear. Before I even have time to react, I fly against the wall, bound by ropes. I am suspended in the air, arms and legs apart, completely exposed to the elements. I can barely make a sound as I wait with bated breath for him to approach.

He tilts his head to the left and looks me in the eyes. “Cat got your tongue?”

I still can’t speak. He gets closer and closer. My mind is so confused, torn by the conflicting feelings brought about by the man in front of me. As he reaches me, he says three simple words. Three words that I have been unknowingly waiting so long to hear.

“Are you ready?”

Those words focus my thoughts. They calm the storm inside me enough to utter a response:

“Yes.”

With that, he smiles even wider. He leans in and kisses me. It starts slowly but quickly becomes passionate. His tongue explores my mouth as I give in to the sensations. I have very little experience, but he doesn’t seem to mind. My lips are on fire, and my entire body starts tingling. I’ve never felt like this before. All previous worries start fading away into our embrace.

He continues with vigor until after some time he breaks away. He gives me no time to rest, as his lips start attacking the rest of my body. He starts with my cheeks, then moves down to my neck. I let out a moan as he sucks on my eager skin. I try to hold it in, but the sound of my pleasure gives him even more determination. He moves down to my breasts, kissing and sucking on one while his right hand plays with the other. He kneads my soft flesh while continuing to explore with his lips. His fingers dance around, causing shivers to run across my entire body. He lightly pinches my nipple, sending surges of ecstasy across me.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” I say softly while he continues his pursuits.

He leans back, looking me in the eyes. That smile, so different from how it was before. “Are you ready?” he asks. This time, I am ready. I want him. I need him.

“Yes.”

Without a second’s pause, he dives down to my lower lips. I was already so wet from his teasing, I couldn’t bear to remain silent any longer.

“Oh Merlin, yes!” I let out a cry as he continues to devour me. He moves back and forth, making sure to pay attention to every last part of me. His tongue darts around, focusing especially on my clit. It’s a sensation I’ve never experienced before, and I never want it to end. I can feel an orgasm building as he licks and sucks my dripping pussy. Finally, as his tongue lashes deep inside of me, I cross the edge. The climax is so intense, if I wasn’t tied up I would have collapsed to the ground. Shockwaves emanate throughout my entire body, waves of pleasure that just don’t stop.

As I begin to come down off the high, Sirius laughs. “I hope you’re ready, because we’re not done yet.”

Before I have the chance to say anything, he traps me in a kiss and starts rubbing my clit with his fingers. After a few seconds, he plunges a finger deep inside of me. I gasp into his mouth, but he gives me no time to react. He inserts a second finger and starts moving.

The thrusts of his fingers rock my aching hole, sending more and more energy coursing through me. He then inserts a third finger, and with his other hand begins squeezing my breasts once again. My lips, my breasts, my pussy. Everything is on fire as the motions get more and more intense.

He starts pounding me with one hand while grasping deep clumps of flesh with the other. I can’t take it anymore. With one last thrust of his fingers, I climax once again. I go limp in his arms as he separates himself from me.

“I’ll give you a moment,” he jokes, as he casts off his own clothing. It’s almost elegant, as if he’d done it a thousand times before. I can’t admire his spellwork, however, because my attention is drawn elsewhere.

I can see his cock, illuminated under the torchlight. It’s large, so much bigger than I expected. It’s hard, throbbing, and violent. It scares me, and yet fills me with lust. I want it. I NEED it.

He walks up to me, lean yet muscular, his body in full display. He grabs my sides, once again triggering my deepest desires. He then says the words again:

“Are you ready?”

This time, I say it with confidence and desire.

“Yes.”

He grins. “There you go, finally loosening up. You’re such a good girl.”

I love the idea of being his good girl. I want him so bad, I can barely take it.

“Please,” I panted. “Fuck me.”

With that, he forces himself deep into my folds, his thick member poking against my deepest parts. He pauses for a second, to make sure I’m comfortable, before he starts his barrage at my insides. He goes in and out as I moan and beg for more. His pulsating shaft makes quick, fast thrusts, each one seemingly reaching deeper and deeper.

“You feel so good,” he says, and as he does I tighten around him. His words make me so horny. I just want more of him.

He continues his assault with his huge rod as I give myself up to the pleasure. I become a mess of feelings and emotions, no longer myself but a slave to the bliss.

“Oh, yes!” I exclaim. “Please, I need more. Deeper, faster! It feels so good!”

He does nothing but grunt as he obliges my request, increasing his already fast thrusting to an impossibly quick tempo. Each lunge fills me with heat, building upon the pleasure that just keeps growing. My mind is empty, all I can think about is his cock. As he keeps going, I get closer and closer to another orgasm. I can’t take it anymore.

With one last thrust, I have my most powerful climax yet. As I contract around his shaft, he finishes too, pumping large amounts of his seed inside of me. As he steps back, I lay limp, still tied up on the wall. Only now with my sweat mixed with his and his cum dripping down my legs.

With a quick spell, he cleans us both up, even getting all of his semen that had gotten in me. Once again, his spellwork impresses me even in my post-coital stupor.

“Oh, I should probably let you down,” he says with a smirk. As he removes the ropes and returns my clothes, I sink to the floor with a sigh, legs quivering, realizing I won’t be able to stand for a week.

As I pant on the ground, sweaty and tired, Sirius walks over and gives me a surprisingly gentle kiss on the forehead.

“See you tomorrow, Y/N,” he says as the smirk returns one last time. “Hope that helped you loosen up a bit. We should do it again sometime.”

With that, he apparates away. As I catch my breath, I realize I have no idea how to get back to my bed.

“What an asshole,” I chuckle as I start my trip back. After about an hour of mindless wandering, I’m able to find the common room. As I get back into bed, I know I’m going to sleep well that night. Maybe Sirius was right, and I did need to loosen up. And maybe, I’ll have to talk to him tomorrow. I mean, he might have some more to teach me. I’m always happy to learn new things. It can’t hurt to ask. Yeah. Good plan. Tomorrow…

Fin.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter imagines #sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black smut #james potter #remus lupin #petter pettigrew #marauders era #marauders

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m-to-z-andbackto-m · 1 month

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Bitty Dust Headcanon Time!!! I didn't do a good job at deciphering the lil' bugger-

Bitty!Killer HeadCanons

Bitty!Cross HeadCanons

I feel that he's. Awful at social interaction (at least at first) so he's a great choice if you're out of the house a lot!

Actually don't leave him alone-alone for too long, I feel like he has attachment issues so at first he'd be okay with alone time... apart from being emotionally unstable-

Once he warms up to you he'll probably stick around more and you'll probably start to understand what he likes and stuff, despite his lack of verbal responses

He probably doesn't like his face touched? I personally don't go with a no face Dust but I adore the idea/look so if you do, he probably doesn't want you touching his head

Maybe he'll let you pat it gently as long as you don't tug his hood off, you'll have to gain his trust first though, you can hold his itty bitty hands instead 🥺

Don't touch his scarf, if it needs cleaning he'll do it, probably in the shower or something

Most compatible with a well tended to Horror, maybe he'd be on edge with a Papy bitty so I wouldn't advise that pair up, unless you throw in a Horror!Paps, the difference is enough and similarities still comfortable, plus Horror would love his baby brother to be around and Dust could feel like this is his personal second chance (Like how Geno vibes with Papy!), though he won't say it

Edit: I think he'd be okay with Geno too actually, I don't see enough positive interaction between them D:

He'll probably vibe with Cross too but don't expect much interaction between them, again, good bitty choices if you're out of the house a lot!

If you want, you can try to pair/group him up with a Blue, he's tolerable, but make sure he doesn't overwhelm the tired man

You know these headcanons are if they potentially had their pasts played out, but if you don't wanna think they have backgrounds as bitties that's up to you

I think he'd like soft things (likes being wrapped in them for a sense of safety and support) and hate dirty places like the back of the microwave where Killer would venture into lol, only because the dirt and grime reminds him of bad stuff

Ketchup. He might want it spiked though, still, don't let him develop an addiction/habit-

I keep thinking it'd be cute if he hugs your hand/finger(s) (depending on the size you're imagining)

Probably watches TV and sleeps a lot, sluggish due to bad mental health/low motivation and poor quality sleep, this can be improved overtime if you emotionally bond with him and help him work out confronting his feelings which he tends to invalidate in his mind, he just needs some kindness guys

He's low maintenance, but he also forgets to take care of himself sometimes, you gotta make sure he's not stinky and hungry, actually, if you pair him up with a Horror bitty, he'll make sure Dust doesn't starve because that's just his moral compass y'know

Also he probably prefers hoodies and won't wear anything new/unfamiliar, especially if it makes him feel exposed

If you do get him to do more than just lay around sulking, maybe he obsesses over routines to feel a sense of predictability and has terrible paranoia, especially of unknown humans, bitty or not

Sensitive to change and may cause panic so tell him what will happen and when

For a small example, don't scoop him up without asking or warning him first

If you'll get home late, leave him a voicemail on the home phone so he's less anxious waiting

And don't invite people over or adopt new bitties without him being prepared for a new variable in the house, this might cause him to distaste the new person and be avoidant

Definitely not outgoing at all, but maybe a couple of times he'll accept some time outside the house

He'll want to protect you depending on how well you've bonded <3

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voidandabyssal · 2 months

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Hi, it's me again lol, I'll probably become one of your regulars haha. Could I please request the ut and us bros comforting an s/o who's dog is getting old and in the process of dying, and helping them with the grief and being there when they have to put them down? My boy Banjo is getting old and I cried myself to sleep last night because we might possibly have to put him down soon.

I’m sorry about your dog, hopefully this makes you feel better!

sans:

Notices your acting off pretty quickly.

Doesn’t try and bring it up but he does make attempts at comfort

It’s subtle, but he’s there for you

Maybe cracking some more jokes, suggesting you and him go out together, anything to keep your mind off of your dog

Ngl he’s also slipping banjo some treats, whatever his favourite ones are

papyrus:

Immediately brings your sadness up

Not in a rude or nosy way of course, he’s just worried for his Datemate!

Physical affection is his go to to keep your mind off things

Lots of cuddles and such, with banjo included of course!

He’s dedicated to making sure your last moments with banjo are filled with love not sadness!

Stretch:

The two of you are out for a smoke when you start crying

It’s late, and you can’t help but dwell on the past

Stretch is taken off guard of course, but he quickly snubs out his cigarette and wraps a arm around your shoulder

He doesn’t say anything, just lets you lean into his chest and cry it out with his hand rubbing small circles into your back

He understands that sometimes you just gotta let the tears out

The next few days he hangs around you just quietly giving comfort

Blue:

Second he sees you cry he is in action!

Seriously, he’s asking a million questions a minute,

“Are you hurt? Did something happen? Is someone else hurt?!”

He means well but Blue can be a little overwhelming at times

Once he figures out it’s about banjo he gets a little upset too

He’s a dog lover so he got pretty close with banjo

Nonetheless he wants to make sure banjo has the best last moments of his life

So he’s dragging the two of you out, taking a beautiful hike, even if he has to carry banjo all the way.

Even slips him the unhealthy treats dogs aren’t technically allowed to have,

“if it makes banjo happy then it’s okay!” Is his justification

#sorry for your dog #I can’t imagine having to go through that #undertale #sans x reader #undertale au #void askes #undertale headcanons #sans undertale #voidimagines #papyrus x reader #underswap

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ieatkeyboard · 9 months

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Morning After with Ike

Warnings: SMUT, P in V, praise, probably bad swedish lol, hair pulling, marking, soft, aftercare, breeding kink?? If there's anything I missed please tell me!

Your eyes fluttered open as your alarm went off, despite it being a weekend you had a breakfast to go to with your boyfriend and your parents. You looked up to your brunnet boyfriend and gently shook his shoulder. "Hey..Lovely, wake up!.." You placed a soft kiss to his jaw before shaking him again. A low groan caught you're ears as he mumbled, "Nej..." You chuckled and rolled him onto his back "Yes. We have places to be and people to see." He put an arm over his eyes, shielding them from the bliding lights outside. "But it's snowy and bleh outside.. Lemme sleep" You gently held his arm and took it away from his face. "Nuh uh. Gotta get up". He finally rolled over and took his gasses off the side table. "Okay..I'm up." His soft hand cupped your cheek and he kissed you. "Morgon, Vackert" You smiled and kissed his bruised shoulder, purple, pink and red marks adorning the pale skin. "Morning to you too, you tease." He picked you up and sat you in his lap, feeling your naked body press against his. You had gone to a party the night before and barely had your dress on by the time you could unlock the door. "Does it hurt?" He asked, running a hand against a hickey on your neck. You shook your head and looked up at him, grazing your finger tips against the claw marks on his chest. "Jesus..You should've stopped me. Are you okay?" You asked, concern deep in your voice. "I'm fine, Lovely..I liked it" He smiled softly and ran his hands through your hair as he kissed your forehead. "Oh Ike..." Your hands rested on his waist as he kissed your soft lips. "Yes, Darling?" He asked. You knew that tone anywhere. "I want you.." I mumbled. He wrapped his arms around me fully and he kissed me again, this time rougher. "Good." <3 <3 <3 "i-Ike! Ah!" You moaned, one hand resting in your boyfriends hair while the other rubbed his back. "Just like that, Honey..Ngh! You're doing so well." He moaned into your neck as he thrusted into you from above. A loud whimper fell from your lips as he fucked into you. "Yes! That's it. Be loud for me! Show me how- Ah! Good I make you feel..Ngh" Your thighs shook around his slim torso and your hand desperately covered your mouth as you came. Brown and blue hair fell over your shoulder as Ike hit his orgasm. "There we go..You're okay, Baby Girl..I've got you" He whispered, holding you close to him and covering your face in kisses as you caught your breath. "We need to..*Giggles* We need to get up now. We're gonna be late" "Yes yes.. Ugh, I just don't want to let go of you. You're so cute." You smiled and gasped as he pulled out, Ike picked you up and took you into the bathroom. You brushed each other's hair and watched as he cleaned his eyebrow piercing before getting into the shower. You showed up to breakfast on time but according to your mom, if you're on time you're late. Your boyfriend rubbed your lower back and chuckled as you gasped sitting down. The plug keeping his cum deep inside you must've been hard to sit on~ NOTE: I've had writers block the last couple months so this may not be good but I absolutely tried- I'll try to post more soon!

#luxiem #ike eveland #luxiem smut #ike eveland smut #RatwRitesThings

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