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exhaslo · 6 months

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Hiii i was wondering if you could do a miguel x cinnamon bun reader who’s a chubby baker and catches Miguel’s eye sometime when he was out as spiderman and decides to wife her up. And now that they’re together since she’s always baking at home miguel comes home to the smell of cinnamon buns and her as well who’s filled with flour on her face. You can make it smutty if you want, i was just thinking that this scenario was cute 😭😩

have a good dayyy

Crying bc I wrote like half of this before Tumblr froze and deleted everything so I gotta rewrite it again.

Anyway, this is a cute idea. It would be super adorable if Miguel didn't like sweets either...so...without further ado...Time to write again

Warning: None, just fluff, light mentions of sex

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You owned a small bakery in the middle of Nueva York. It was no surprise that the smell of your bakery would attract anyone walking down the block. The aroma of your desserts would attract even the most grumpiest of people.

You were working in the kitchen, sweating as you tried to perfect your latest batch of cupcakes. You took a look around at your workers, smiling as they had fun while making your desserts. You loved your job.

"Hm, I'll take whatever you recommend. I don't really like sweets." A voice from outside said.

Your ears perked up as you heard such a phase. Your curiosity got the best of you as you poked your head out of the kitchen. You saw two men at the counter with your cashier. One was giddy with joy, ordering a bunch of sweets while the other had a stern look at his face.

Slowly, you made your way behind your cashier, avoiding the tall man's gaze. He was handsome, but also somewhat scary. Pulling one of your not so sweet desserts, you carefully placed it in a cute box and slid it towards him on the counter.

"T-This is on the house. I...I hope you like it." You whispered, glancing up at him.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't think anyone but this idiot heard me." The man said while pointing at his companion.

"Migueeeel!"

"Thank you," Miguel said with a fanged smile.

You felt your cheeks flush as you rubbed your eyes. You had to be exhausted from working because you swore you saw fangs. Returning your gaze to the handsome man, you smiled as he took a bite. His eyes widen, licking his lips,

"It's good,"

Miguel was surprised by the delightful treat you gave him. He glanced towards you, caught off guard by the cute smile you gave him. He watched as you hurried into the kitchen, shaking with excitement. Unable to stop staring, Miguel looked back down at the dessert.

"Shall I get more of those for you~" Gabriel, Miguel's brother, said with a silly grin. Miguel nudged him away,

"No. I can get these myself."

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Miguel was swinging around the city, patrolling for any crime. He stopped, catching whiff of something ridiculously sweet. Disgruntled, he stoop and searched for the source of the smell. His shoulders sunk, spotting your bakery.

Perhaps you were working on a new recipe? Miguel made it a habit to stop by once a week. He enjoyed your company. You were different. Miguel was willing to try anything you gave him as long as it meant seeing your smile.

Sitting against the roof of the building, Miguel just sat there and watched you. You were hard working, helping every customer and your employees. He knew the struggle of managing a business. Hell, Miguel was technally in charge of two companies, if the Spider Society counted as one.

"Haha! She probably eats all her sweets! Look at her!" A rude teenager yelled as his obnoxious friends laughed alongside him.

"P-Please leave!" You begged.

Miguel stepped in once he saw tears form. He jumped onto the sidewalk and quietly walked behind you. His presence scaring the teenagers away. You whimpered, rubbing your eyes and sniffing before turning around and yelping.

"It's okay. I just scared them away," Miguel whispered, not wanting to spook you.

"Thank you," You whispered, still shaking. Miguel wanted to comfort you, but he knew this wasn't the right time or place,

"Don't let those kids get to you."

"I-I'm used to it...A chubby girl who owns a bakery. I hear it a lot." You whispered. Miguel grinded his teeth together,

"You're beautiful."

"Haha, thanks. That cheered me up," You said with that sweet smile of yours, "Here, let me give you a treat as thanks."

You hummed happily as you held Spiderman's hand, leading him into your bakery. Your customers were surprised, but went about their business. You looked behind the counter and took out one of your newest desserts, placing it in a cute box.

"I just made this, I hope you like it."

You watched as Spiderman's mask slowly disappeared revealing his lower half of his face. Your eyes widen as you saw fangs when he took a bite. Your smile widen as you thought of your regular Miguel, whom you liked.

"It's good." He said. You just giggled,

"Thank you."

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Miguel was determined to wife you up. He had started to stop by your bakery three times a week, chatting and getting to know you on a deeper level. Once he found out that you were single, he did not hesitate to ask you out.

Miguel wanted you. He was determined to protect you and keep his sweet little baker by his side. You were so sweet and cute that Miguel was having a hard time restraining himself. He wanted to swing you in his arms and make you his.

By your fifth date, Miguel kissed you. He held you close to him, enjoying your flushed cheeks and shy expression. He was your first for everything and Miguel was going to savior everything about that. He was going to enjoy giving you everything.

By your twelfth date, you admitted to him that you knew he was Spiderman. Miguel was slightly embarrassed, but felt a weight off his chest since he didn't have to hide it from you anymore. With his secret known to you, Miguel was able to give you even more affection due to his powers.

The first time you guys had sex, Miguel went overboard. He joked about you being his dessert for the night and ended up filling you like one of your cupcakes. He had to apologize to you, but you weren't complaining. It was the best night of your life.

Finally, after a few months, Miguel offered to have you move in with him. You were hesitate, but after some reassuring, you agreed. You were currently in your shared house, making a new recipe while waiting for Miguel to return from work.

"Mhm~ I wonder if my customers will like this~" You cooed, trying the cookies.

"Of course they will. You're the one making them," Miguel hummed as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Miguel~ You're home!" You chirped. Miguel kissed your neck, his hands groping your tummy,

"Missed you, baby. Couldn't stop thinking about you all day,"

"M-Miguel," You glanced away, feeling flustered, "D-Do you want to try my cookies?"

"Of course, but I'll be enjoying my cookies later," He whispered, groping your breasts.

"Miguel~"

Miguel chuckled lowly, capturing your lips in a kiss before willingly tried the cookie. He scrunched his face up, still not liking sweets, but told you that they were amazing.

You chuckled towards him, letting him know that you'll make some dinner. Miguel wanted to complain, saying something about feasting on you, but you managed to convince him to shower. You couldn't help but smile, happy that you found someone who loved you just the way you are.

"Oh, (Y/N), I've been meaning to ask," Miguel started as he came out of the shower, "Did you give Spider Chef a recipe for a Spiderman burger that looks like me?"

"..."

Miguel sighed heavily, "It's a best seller." He muttered,

"Yai~ I knew it~" You cheered happily.

Miguel resisted a chuckle as he watched you do your cute little cheer. You were defiantly going to make it up later. Miguel did think it was time for you to have little helpers after all.

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Hehe, hope you enjoyed~

Part 2 (smut)

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 #miguel spiderverse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #across the spiderverse

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cannellee · 9 months

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I just wanted to say I’m in love with your Tokyo Revengers Omegaverse so much, it hard to find a good Tokyo Revengers omegavers and often not, it doesn’t satisfy me. 😤😫😩

But, anyway way how would the Alpha Toman react to their omega nuzzle into them happily, like their omega let out cute happy chirping sound or just happy noises round them, and their scent is a light sweet fragrance like honeysuckle and orange or something flowery like rose/lavender, not only do they let this phenomenon out but it also mean their omega feels happy,safe and content round their Alpha.

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha! Tokyo revengers x omega! Reader (pairing : mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, takemichi)

— their reactions to their omega feeling safe & happy with them (part 2)

my masterlist : ☆

(thank youu so much! I hope you like this one! sorry mikey's one is so unnecessarily long and detailed + unrelated to your request?? but I can't bring myself to start over😭 tbh mikey's one is more like "how would he react to you being assaulted or smth😭 I hope you still like it)

ALPHA! MIKEY

you were sure meeting mikey was the best thing that happened to you this year.

not one to start unnecessary fights, after mikey was provoked by your overconfident alpha, he didn't waste time beating him up.

your usually cocky alpha, who would force you into submission was now stuck at the hospital, freeing you from his controlling grasp. it seemed your alpha's pheromones triggered mikey's instincts, hence a much more aggressive reaction than mikey normally would have.

after the events, you coincidentally bumped into him multiple times. you clicked really quickly and after a while, you were finally dating.

mikey treated you really well despite all his antics and was the one who asked to treat you for food today.

you knew that by now, your previous alpha was fully recovered and probably roaming the streets again, but you felt safe with mikey so you found yourself not thinking about him often.

however, you were surprised to have him facing the both of you early this night. fuming and raging, his intentions were clear enough that you didn't need him to start pouncing at you to understand he was coming to get you back.

mikey once again stopped him with ease and you both promptly left soon after.

the incident and mikey's protective personality made him wary of every passerby on your way home.

you had forced him back inside your apartment. witnessing the events occurring before you, you even doubted mikey would have stopped beating that alpha if you didn't redirected his attention towards you.

once you guys stepped inside, you pulled him into your nest, snuggling into him.

you knew mikey was still tense from what just happened.

you released a sweet scent and let it reach his nose, hoping it would calm him down.

he answered your silent call by releasing his own pheromones.

no words were exchanged but almost all the anxiety he had from before vanished in an instant.

he leaned into you and began purring softly.

he laid his head on top of yours, you nose buried in his scent gland, showering you with his smell.

mikey was always protective, but having you next to him, vulnerable and so forgiving, he couldn't help but let out the urge that compelled him to keep you safe.

he treated you like you were made of glass and delicately lulled you to sleep, assuring you he would be there when you woke up and always shield you from danger.

ALPHA! DRAKEN

draken and you were out on a date, after taking you on his motorcycle for a while, you both decided to stop for a bit.

feeding into your cravings, he bought you your favourite icecream and led you to a safe place where you could hang out.

vigilant as always, draken subtly made sure your hideout was free of any danger.

he didn't want you to caught onto him being cautious as to not stress you out, and you didn't.

however, as you licked happily your treat you unconsciously let out a scent familiar to draken of orange and jasmine.

draken instantly snapped out of his previous state and directed his attention to you.

he smiled fondly and sat beside you.

sweet touches and gentle smiles, draken was head over heels for you, even though he remained calm in appearance.

asking if your icecream was good, you only responded with a happy chirping sound before letting out a short and cute purring.

he laughed slightly and patted your hair, letting your pheromones involuntary put a claim on him.

your scent alone could help draken calm down, he couldn't feel happier than he was right now.

ALPHA! BAJI

you were teaching baji how to cook.

you were tired of seeing him eating the same thing every day and decided to take the matter into your own hands.

it took a while, but baji finally got a hang of the recipe you were showing him.

it wasn't the best looking lunch you had, but since it came from your alpha you paid it no mind.

you half jokingly applauded his work and let out a few high-pitched sounds from were you were sitting.

those were probably baji's favourite sounds.

honeyed lavender, the softest and most pleasant scent he had ever smelled filled his nostrils.

he himself let out a low growl of satisfaction before dropping everything and heading to your direction.

you laughed lightly at his actions as he gently carried you in his arms.

baji was hugged by your familiar aroma, delighted by the refreshing scent of flowers and sugar he also spread his own pheromones.

his scent started enveloping you, strong and safe, as he trailed tender kisses all over your face and down your neck.

he always felt more protective during those moments, promising himself to always preserve your happiness.

ALPHA! CHIFUYU

you guys had decided to spend the day together watching your favourite serie.

this was surely one of your favourite way to spend your days off with your alpha.

after you finished arranging your nest with the last items chifuyu had scented, you both dug your way inside and started cuddling.

chifuyu's strong scent mixed with the sweetness of yours was a comforting mix that made you relaxed on the spot.

you let out more of your pheromones as a result.

you were practically drifting off to sleep as you felt so safe with chifuyu, you couldn't help it.

the familiar combo of cinnamon and lavender that always left chifuyu in a daze hit his nose softly.

he turned his head to you and snuggled deeper, rubbing your scent gland out of happiness.

his mouth widened into a large smile as he heard you let out low chirping noises.

knowing you felt protected in his embrace gave him a sense of purpose.

you made chifuyu feel complete.

ALPHA! TAKEMICHI

takemichi brought you to the bowling, you both shared this passion and enjoyed spending time together.

you spent a wonderful day and found yourself spreading happy pheromones all around you.

it was now night time and you were hanging out at the park.

once takemichi got a whiff of a sweet sugary smell, he whipped his head towards you so fast he almost broke his neck.

at his sudden action, you looked at him curiously before rubbing your head against his shoulder.

the only thing takemichi could breath was your pheromones, and you noticed his nostrils longing for more.

his flushed cheeks made you giggle, which caused him to shy away from your stare.

he snuggled closer into your neck, where your scent was the strongest and inhaled deeply.

your pheromones translated your blissful state and made takemichi feel all giddy, satisfied that you felt at ease and safe enough with him.

(part. 2 with sanzu, mitsuya, hakkai and kokonoi? others?)

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signedeclipse · 1 year

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Signed with Love - Upper Moons

What is this? - A valentines gift to my lovely fem!readers! Its valentines/love letters cards from your favourites <3

Series Parts Kamaboko Squad - HERE The Hashira - HERE

Akaza

To the girl of my dreams, Happy valentines! I'm sure you thought i'd forget sorry about last year, but I've got plans and everything. Theres a light show in the city, if you want to come I'm sure we can stop for some snacks and i'll get you the best view of them. If that sounds like a plan, i'll be by your house the moment the sun goes down. Can't wait to see you dolled up, Akaza.

Daki

Dove, Free your schedule on the 14th, I won't let plans get in the way of us spending this year together after so many times of it falling through! Oiron duties always take precedent, but I'm sure I can pull some strings to spend the night with you, the "new" girl, to do some "training". Dress for the part, I know you can lie your way in. Good luck, even if I know you won't need it, 'Warabihime'

Douma

Hello, lovely! I am over the moon knowing i'll get to spend valentines with you again! I miss you more and more every day you are away... How about this year we sneak away from the cult and I show you someplace you might really enjoy, and we can pick up some treats you like to keep at the estate! Don't leave me waiting too long. You know who ♡

Gyokko

To my precious muse, This velentines marks a decade together, and I figure its about time I let you closer than ive let any other. I know I can be more conservative in sharing my art, but this year i'd like to take you into my studio and teach you some of my craft. You know where to find me. Wear something you don't mind having ruined. Gყσƙƙσ

Gyutaro

Angel, I promised i'd always ask, so I expect you to say yes when I ask you to be my valentine again. It's too risky to go out with being on the radar, so when you come back home keep low and we'll do something simple. I can't risk getting you in trouble. Don't stray too far, GT.

Hantengu

Dearest, If possible, I would really appreciate if maybe you might consider being my valentine Whatever you'd like is yours Please H/S/K/A/Uro/Z/Ura

Kaigaku

Princess, I know you'll say yes anyways, so instead ill congradulate you for keeping me intrigued for so long. Long enough to call you my valentine. I'll be home to see you the moment the sun drops, and we can spend all night hanging out. I like you better where no one else can chew on you like eye candy, so I'll bring some snacks you like if it keeps you inside, Don't get too flattered, Yours, Inadama

Kokushibo

To the most beautiful woman I know, I would be honoured if you would decide to be my valentine once again. If you are inclined to accept my invintation, know that not a drop of the night would be wasted on anything you wouldn't like. You know you can trust me. I anticipate your responce, 黒死牟

Muzan

To the only sunshine I require; With this letter is a box of clothing. It's all custom to your fit and yours now, pick whatever you like and wait outside the gates of tokyo by sundown tonight. We'll be visitng some places I know you've wanted to see, and I'll make sure it's not on an empty stomach. Don't leave me waiting, M. Kibutsuji

Nakime

My dearest lullaby I am not one to partake in holidays, however, I cannot help myself when it comes to you. I was hoping you would be my valentine; not just today, but in life as well. There is a concert hall I used to perform at, and I would like to bring you there to hear the music I was so very fond of. It is very formal, so if you need any help getting ready you have my assistance. I miss your sweet song, Nakime Otokawa

Authors Note - This took me so long ahhhh thank you for your patience darlings <3 The tags took me longer than writing this entire thing /j

Disclaimer - All characters within have been aged up to at least 18 or older, and have been altered to reflect such change as needed.

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untaemedqueen · 1 year

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Finding My Pack

Alpha!OT7 & Omega!Reader

Omegas are rare. Rarer than rare. Try one out of a hundred might possibly be an omega. So when the Euphoria Pack has a dinner meeting for a potential business partnership imagine their surprise when the find an omega being locked away like she's some sort of disease.

Alphas are born for one purpose and one purpose only: to worship their omega.

Apparently her father and brothers didn't get the memo.

Scent sympathetic, I always thought it was a myth until her. Until she climbed me like a fucking tree and pressed her nose against my scent gland. Once I smelled her, once she was in my arms, my body just knew. I can't leave her. I'd never let her go and no one else can have her.

The perfect woman. Right before my fucking eyes. Those lips, those sweet eyes, that adorable, if not a little scared smile, that fucking body. Built just for me and my other pack brothers.

Mine, mine, mine! Every cell in my body screamed it with frantic need.

Never in all my years did I think I would find the perfect omega for me and have to teach her how to be an omega. Jesus, her family seemed to not have done one right thing by her. She's obviously touch starved and her emotional needs are at an all time high because her brothers and father didn't have the decency to spare her an ounce of attention.

Don't get me wrong, I was going to enjoy spoiling the shit out of this little queen but it's fucking wrong how she'd been treated.

My princess, my omega, my fucking everything. One moment my life was fucking empty and incomplete and now this innocent little omega is going to take my heart and hold it in the palm of her delicate hand. Nothing ever made sense until her. Nothing will ever make sense again if she doesn't have my mark on her skin.

She felt like everything good within my embrace. It's not just her scent which was simply mouthwatering. It was her softness, her eagerness, her innocence.

She was a unicorn. So fucking rare, so fucking treasured already, so fucking…mine.

She's my unicorn.

I lived my life with a fake smile plastered to my face until she arrived. One look, even a small one as she was wrapped around Jimin and I found my purpose. She was like nothing I'd ever seen before and then suddenly, I knew the one and only reason why I existed. I existed to see her in my clothes, to dote on her, to mark her and spoil her. And everything else would always fall short.

Once Jimin came in cradling her to his body and I matched the sweet little thing to the scent… I was immediately taken.

And here she is, wanting me right back.

No one has ever wanted me before. Well, people have wanted my money. They've wanted the pack's money but they haven't liked me for me. I'm usually much too rigid for most women, alphas, betas or omegas.

But Y/N… she is goodness and innocence and light. She made me feel less dreary.

I don't know these men.

But I do. Sorta, anyway. All of them are strangers but it just felt so…right. They all smelled like home.

I couldn't stop myself from clinging to whoever called to me at the time. I should be absolutely ashamed of myself! Even now I'm hanging off of the pack leader like he's some sort of tree and I'm a great big sloth.

I know that it was probably some sort of 'weak omega bullshit' like my father liked to say but I just couldn't help myself.

They were all so kind to me and they all smelled delightful.

Finding My Pack Snippet:

"Something wrong," I whimpered, looking around.

I could feel my movements becoming frantic, my head was turning faster and my whimpers broke down into hysterical whines.

It felt… bizarre. It felt needy and I couldn't place it at all. Just what the fuck was this feeling?!

"Hey, hey, hey," Joon cooed, crossing the distance between us. "Omega, what's wrong? Tell your alpha, he'll fix it, sweet girl."

"I-I don't know! I just… it's itchy! I want something! But I-I don't… I don't know what it is!"

I was hyperventilating. My sentences were jumbling and my thoughts were scrambling under the weight of this new pressing need.

"Just follow your instincts," Namjoon breathed slowly, keeping a level head for me. "Just close your eyes for your alpha and tell him what you need."

I couldn't think, I couldn't listen I just shivered in his grasp and kept shaking my head.

"Fuck, I don't wanna do this," my alpha grunted, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry, Y/N."

"Omega!"

My eyes snapped to him at his sharp command and I whimpered in reply. The bite of his voice was something I probably should have been afraid of. I was always terrified when my father or brothers commanded me to do anything. But I was willing to listen to Namjoon. I wanted to.

"Be still!"

The quaking of my body ceased although my insides were still thrumming with unease.

"Close your eyes and tell your alpha what you need from him."

My eyelids slammed shut and I whined loudly, shoulders tensing. What did I need? I had no idea! I needed…

I needed… something but what?

"Good girl. Tell your alpha what's wrong."

I needed… Namjoon.

Yoongi.

Taehyung.

Jimin.

Jeongguk.

Hoseok.

Seokjin.

I need them.

"My pack," I sobbed, opening my eyes.

Coming soon to Patreon.

#ABO #Finding My Pack #FMP #Omegaverse #ot7 x reader #alpha!ot7 #omega!fmc #omega!reader

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ryuichirou · 6 months

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What are your Hc's on Rook and Vil's First time? Or how their relationship changed when Rook Transferred?

We got this ask about two weeks ago after this comic, and I’m probably going to contradict myself once again, because with RookVil (…and every other ship of ours honestly) there is a million of “but what if their first time went like this? Or like this? Or like this?”, so consider this post just one of many many possible scenarios. I really like it when these two get passionate about each other, and I’m sure this is nothing new for you lol

Thank you for your question, and sorry for the wait! You might have noticed already, but we did a big hc post about everyone’s (possible) first times, so you can read that one too, if you want.

The majority of these ended up being about their first time, but I also mentioned how their relationship changed (…or didn’t change) after Rook’s transfer. A little bit.

Alright, without further ado.

Vil seems like someone who is just naturally confident and experienced in every field, but he was actually very careful about his first time and not jumping into things that he can’t handle… or at least this is what Rook thought; otherwise he would have jumped Vil after one of their very first meetings. Because he desired Vil from the very beginning, before Vil even considered him worthy of his attention. So Rook actually had a lot of moments when he had to stop himself, like a very patient hunter who hasn’t quite tamed the wild animal yet (wait why would a hunter tame- nvm)

The thing is, although Vil really is very careful and wanted his first time to happen with someone he really likes, the tension between him and Rook got so strong so quickly that Vil almost became the impatient one. He was conflicted, because his mind told him that he should wait a little longer, but his body was driving him crazy. Or it was Rook who was driving his body crazy… anyways, their makeout sessions became too intense and started to involve a lot of touching and even some restless humping. Vil is embarrassed of the way they acted back then to this day.

There are a lot of scenarios, but for some reason I almost always think that it happened in Vil’s room. Which isn’t the most private place, because Vil didn’t have his own room back then. Because of that they also couldn’t take their sweet time with that. Rook was saying something about the queen deserving the best treatment and the longest foreplay, but the queen was nervously staring at the door and telling Rook to hurry. But when the intercourse itself finally happened, Vil couldn’t think about anything anymore, so all his nervousness went away~

Rook also couldn’t enter Vil fully during their first time, obviously. He ended up being bigger than Vil anticipated, even though Vil tried to prepare himself for anything: he did see Rook’s bulge a couple of times and knew it would be big, but. Another thing to get better at and work on in the future~

A couple of very specific things that Rook remembers from their first time: the way Vil looked at him when he undressed, the way Vil grabbed his dick to hurry him up, way Vil whimpered when Rook entered and then bit him.

A couple of very specific things that Vil remembers from their first time: the way Rook’s fingers felt on his skin (too rough…), the way he couldn’t predict where Rook would kiss him next, the way Rook lay on top of him and made him realise just how heavy he is.

Vil really surprised Rook, because he didn’t expect him to be this eager. He really thought that Vil would be more uncertain… and this is probably what enabled Rook to instantly forget about his initial plan to treat Vil like a pillow princess, so Rook’s wild horny nature (something that he meant to reveal a bit later) was set free and could never be contained again lol But it’s not entirely Vil’s fault – Rook seriously underestimated his own hunger. He was way too intense for the first time and left a lot of marks all over Vil’s body.

…but not nearly enough to keep himself fed, so after that they started to have sex and making out pretty much all the time. One would think that finally banging each other would pacify them a little… But even though Vil was initially hesitant about Rook joining Pomefiore, it made it easier for them to sneak away to have a quickie a couple of times per day. Like I already said, Vil is very very embarrassed of this period and is very happy that the majority of people that are currently in Pomefiore didn’t get to witness it, and those who did wouldn’t dare to mention it. Rook isn’t embarrassed of anything, he’d do it again if Vil let him~

Despite all that, they tried their best (well, Vil did) to keep their romance private, but it was still painfully obvious for everyone that they are enjoying their honeymoon phase, and it became even more obvious when Rook switched dorms. Like. Everyone knew why he did it, but Vil still spent some time trying to convince people that it wasn’t the case.

#replies #headcanons #rookvil

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stardustlatte · 1 year

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To Love and be Loved.

Summary: Gaara and you have been best friends for years now, and his feelings for you have been growing to an unbearable amount. He needs to tell you... but can he? What if you don't feel the same? (Gender neutral reader!)

Word Count: 896

WARNINGS: None! I mean like, one swear word? Anyways, just fluff here!

A/N: I've been wanting to finally push myself into making a writing blog for Naruto for so long, and FINALLY I have done it. Of course when I sat down to write this, I realized today I had some writers block. So this short lil thing was just what my mind would throw out for now~ expect a TON more Gaara content from me ahaha, I love him.

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He never knew love could feel like this.

In the beginning of his journey to improve himself, to become someone that could love and be loved in return...Gaara never imagined there was much more to love than what he felt for his village, his friends, or his siblings.

Until you showed up.

And for a long time, his love and adoration for you he thought was nothing more than platonic. You were both simply best friends, with an inseparable bond like no other. You supported him through all the hard times, and showed him how to treat himself with more kindness than he felt he deserved.

It wasn't long until your presence became addictive for him. Whenever you even so much as walked past his view in the Kazekage's office window, he found himself wishing that he was right by your side talking to you about anything and everything, even if mundane. Whenever you visited him during or after work, he couldn't shake away the feeling of his heart racing in his chest, or the heat that burned up in his entire body. He wanted to reach out to you, to hold you.

When you were sad, he wanted to be the person who wiped your tears and do whatever he could in his power to make sure you would smile again, as brightly as you once would. He wanted to protect you, and to keep you out of harms way more than he ever wanted to protect anyone else in his entire life.

He wasn't clueless. He had heard all about these feelings from others he knew...but that didn't make it any easier to come to terms with the fact that he was hopelessly in love with you.

In his eyes, you deserved more than he could ever give you. His past haunted him, making his mind shout how unworthy of someone so heartwrenchingly sweet and caring he was. He couldn't do that to you. He didn't want to.

But as you stood there in front of him, there was only one thing on his mind, playing over and over again. He wanted to be selfish, just this once. He wanted to at least let you know how much you flipped his world upside down, changing the meaning of the word love in his eyes. You were his sun, his reason for being.

No...he refused.

Someone as divine as you should never be-

"I love you, Gaara." The words fell from your lips effortlessly, as If they were made just for him. He couldn't believe that he heard you right.

"I'm..." And damn, did he curse himself for not knowing the right words to say to you right now.

You stared at him with the same eyes he found himself lost in since the day you both met, and he swore he was falling in love all over again. The things you did to him had to be illegal.

"If you don't feel the same, it's okay. But I had to tell you that before it ate me up any further. I love you, more than words could ever explain." Your cheeks were heating up now in embarrassment. You'd never regret loving him, but the pain of rejection was something you didn't think through, making your heart clench in agony at the thought of it.

However, Gaara slowly placed his hands into your own, bringing them up to his lips as he placed a soft kiss onto your skin. This was also something he wanted to do for many years now.

"I love you as well, Y/N. More than anything under the sun." His tone was far different than you had ever heard him before, melting away your anxieties about his response to your confession. You let out a breath you weren't aware you were holding, making him smile in amusement.

His eyes were now pricked with tears that threatened to spill, pulling you into the tightest hug either of you had ever shared. He didn't know he could feel this happy, either.

"From this day forward...I vow to make you happy." He whispered lowly into your ear, his voice sending a shiver down your spine. You pulled back from him, far too soon for his liking, placing a hand onto his warm cheek as you stared into his seafoam eyes.

"You already make me happy, Gaara. But I wish to make a vow as well." You started, peaking his curiosity. "I will make you feel like the most loved man on this Earth." He immediately searched your expression, his heart rate picking up even more than it was before. Finally, the tears that threatened him earlier were finally spilling freely, making you pull him back into another embrace.

"I already feel that way thanks to you, Y/N. Thank you. Thank you for loving me."

If someone had told him several years ago he would one day be surrounded by people who loved and cherished him, and he would love them in return with everything he had, he would have thought they were insane.

The fact that you were in his life now was the biggest miracle of all. From here on out, he would be sure to hold your heart gently in his hands and treat you with every ounce of love he could possibly offer. Just as you always did him.

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lostarchivesoforpheus · 10 months

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Hey! I read some of your work and I loved it! When I saw your event, I knew I just had to try it! Especially with one of my favorite cookies!

I'd like...prompt 10 with affogato cookie please? I know he likes sweets so I thought it would fit him really well!

Sweet Tooth

affogato cookie x gn reader

prompt: baking sweets & pastries

warnings: physical touch, mentions of food, reader is a menace (affectionately), possibly ooc(?? idk i finished this at 1 am)

"Darling, I love you with all my heart, but just where do you plan on taking me at 1 in the morning?"

A confused and groggy Affogato Cookie followed closely behind a for some reason very awake and bubbly you, not understanding why you decided to drag him out of bed in the middle of the night. Though, he figured you probably wouldn't be answering his question, as all you said in response was, "It's important!" before continuing to pull him down the hall.

A few minutes later, the two of you found yourselves in the kitchen. Affogato gave you a confused look. "Why-" "We're baking midnight snacks and you can't say no!" You quickly cut him off before you rushed to grab the necessary supplies to make some sweet treats.

"Okay, but why-" "I know you like sweets, and I'm hungry, so it's a win-win! Now help me bake these!" Once again cutting him off, you didn't give him any time to respond before dragging him to the mixing bowl and telling him what to do.

After about an hour, the two of you were finally able to take the snacks out of the oven and properly enjoy eating them. "Here, you can have the first one!" You offered, swiftly placing one of the treats in Affogato Cookie's hands. He looked at you for a moment before taking a bite.

The moment he tasted it, his expression lit up. "Oh wow," he spoke between bites, "It's almost hard to believe we made something so sweet! This is absolutely delicious, dear." You gave him a cheeky grin, "Of course it tastes good! We put our hearts into it, after all!"

He couldn't help but smile at your cheesy statement.

To him, your words tasted sweeter than any snacks he's ever had.

a/n: affogato cookie my beloved,,, ew i hate how i ended this but i ran out of ideas,,, anYWAY IM SORRY I RANDOMLY VANISHED,,, IVE BEEN TRYING TO WRITE FIC & DRAW ARTFIGHT SO I GOT BURNT OUT FAST,, ALSO MY GRANDMA WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TWICE SO YOU CAN GUESS HOW I FELT ABT THAT,,,, on the plus side tho ive been getting into a new game recently and i plan on opening requests for it/putting it on my masterlist after the event is over!! yay,,, for now tho i will be trying to get back to writing and posting event stuff as fast as i can without overexerting myself :,,)) btw sorry for any decrease in quality that might be found in this fic and the next few works, im still recovering from burnout so yeah,,, bye for now

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jawabear · 1 year

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V day gifts for us both

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Reader

Not my GIF

A/n: happy valentines to my love, Kyle. God he’s so hot. i think today is pointless but it makes for good prompts i guess. so heres a filthy kyle smut because i want his cute little ass all to myself.

Genre: S M U T

Warnings: AFAB!Reader, Switch!Kyle, switch!reader, dom/sub themes, anal, pegging, toys, 69 position, face sitting, overstimulation, mention of eating, slight sir kink, ma'am kink, pet names, begging

Summary: An innocent date night turns to something far from being innocent...

Kyle💕💕

Dress up nice for me baby. See you at 7 😘😘

It was a somewhat ominous message to receive from your boyfriend when you took into account the fact he had been gone all day. He left early only saying he would message you later, he did that at least, but there was no other information presented to you.

You had been pondering the message all day since then. He didn’t reply to your messages, he didn’t even see them. It worried you a little but you knew he wouldn’t let you down. He would see you at 7.

You clock watched as you got ready. Putting on a small bit of make-up and one of his favourite outfits of his. It was probably the nicest one you owned so it certainly first the dress code he gave you. But it was at this point, as you looked over yourself in the mirror, that your stomach began to churn nervously. You didn’t know why. You had been out with him many times before. He was your boyfriend for god sake. But you were nervous about why he had made this date.

It wasn’t an anniversary, not one that you knew of anyway. It wasn’t his birthday and it wasn’t yours. Maybe ti was something to do with work? Had he been ranked up? Given a medal or something? However, on second thought, Gaz was known in your relationship to spring random date nights on you for no apparent reason. This was most likely one of them.

You let out a breath and nodded to yourself, happy with the choice of outfit and moved out to the living room where you sat and waited. Wait to see him at 7. Your eyes couldn’t move from the clock, watching the seconds tick by. Your leg bouncing nervously and your hands wringing together.

“Stop it (Y/N)” you said to yourself “its just a date. Its Kyle”

With that, a knock sounded at the door. You checked back at the clock after having looked away for a split second to scold yourself. Sure enough, it read 7pm. You stood from the sofa and brushed over your outfit to straighten it out. You let out another breath and walked to the door.

Opening the door was like opening up a present. That present being the most handsome, beautiful man in the world standing there looking sharp as ever. He had gone for a black turtle neck shirt and a gorgeous navy blue suit jacket and trousers. It was a tight fit on him and perfectly excentuated his arms.

“Wow” he let out a low whistle as he looked you up and down “you really got my message babe”

“You like it?” You asked him.

“You know I do” he leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Now you compliment me. I tried hard to pull this together”

“You’ve worn it before”

“I have not” he feigned hurt “I just have one very very similar. So similar its almost the same”

You chuckled and ran you hands over the smooth fabric of the blazer. “You look amazing, Kyle. You always do though”

He kissed you again. And again. And just once more before offering his arm to you “shall we, my love?”

“We shall” you smiled.

“So,” you began as you took a sip of your drink “are you planning on telling me what this is all about?”

“Am I not allowed to spend time with my lovely lady?”

“You are, but I feel like this time there is a reason”

“Alright, you caught me” he held his hands above his head “I’m not going to be here fro valentines this year so thought we could do something now. Have a special night together”

“Kyle” you smiled “that’s sweet. But you know I don’t care about valentines day”

“I know but doesn’t mean I can’t treat you to a nice meal and make you feel special” he smiled a little sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry. Is it too much?”

“No” you smile as you reached over the table to grab his hand in yours. “No Kyle, it’s perfect. You’re perfect. You’re so sweet to do this. I love you so much”

“I love you too babe” he leaned over the table and pressed a long kiss to your lips. He didn’t care that you were in a busy restaurant, right next to the window where anyone could walk past and see him. He never cared. He wanted everyone to know you were his and he was yours. He wanted everyone to know how much he loved you.

You felt like a school girl when he sat back down, giggling like a maniac. He had such a hold over you, making you feel giddy after every kiss he gave you. Gaz laughed too and sipped at his drink. He picked up his knife and fork again to eat and pointed the fork to your plate.

“Eat up babe, you’ll need your energy for tonight” he shot you a wink making your cheeks flush. You and Gaz had had many bedroom adventures. Perhaps having done almost everything sexual you could imagine. So at this point it was just a question of which of your favoured activities would you be embarking in tonight?

The anticipation of that always made you crazy with arousal. “Do I get a hint?”

“Do you ever?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked at you. No was the answer. He never gave anything away. That just made it all the more mind blowing.

“I thought that as it was a special night, you could make an acceptation?” You lifted your foot to stroke lightly up and down his leg. He shot you a look and whipped his head around the restaurant to see if anyone was looking “oh, so now you’re concerned about the public?”

“I just don’t want them to see my cock hard for you babe” you let out a chuckle.

“Good point. Thats only for me isn’t it” you shifted in your seat and moved your hands under the table to pull down your damp panties. You bunched them up in your hand. “And this is only for you” you took his hand again and gave him your panties.

He tried not to moan. A strangled nose falling from his lips as he shoved them into his pocket. “You little minx. We still have dessert to go yet” he whisper yelled to you.

“I know what you want for dessert and now you have easy access” you shot him a cheeky wink and moved your foot up to his crotch and rubbed against his erection. He gripped his fork tightly and tried his hardest not to react. You had done public sex before so this teasing was nothing new. But it still lit a fire between you both. Desire was burning in your stomach.

“You’re lucky this day is about you”

“Or what?” You challenged.

“Or I’d drag you out of this place back home and fuck you until the sun comes up”

You leaned forwards on the table, you elbows pressed against the white cloth covering the dark wood. “Who’s to say that isn’t what I want?” You whispered.

Gaz growled and stormed off to the bar to pay for the meal before whisking you out of the restaurant and back home where he was prepared to fuck you until the sun came up.

You continued to tease him in the car. Touching at his string yet sensitive thigh, ghosting your fingers over his cock making him twitch as shift in his seat. He gripped the steering wheel the way you wished he would grab your throat as he fucked you. You couldn’t help but bite your bottom lip. You hand slipping between your legs, you needed a release from the pent up arousal.

But Kyle grabbed your wrist and gave you a dark look. The dark, devious look only made more clear by the red traffic light reflecting in his eyes. “That is my pussy to touch. Keep your hands away from it” his voice matched the look in his eyes and it made you moan.

“Y-yes sir” you panted. “Sorry sir”

“We’re nearly home. Be a good girl for me until then”

“Yes. I will sir. I’ll be good”

“I know you will”

You were both laughing like love sick teenagers when you entered your shared flat. He pulled you up the stairs by you hand, both of you laughing the entire time. His lips found yours immediately when you got inside and he kicked the door shut hearing it lock as he did.

“Thank you for dinner, sweetheart” you whispered against his lips as he stroked up and down your hips.

“My pleasure” he replied “but the night isn’t over yet. I have something for you” he gave you one last long kiss and pulled you to the bedroom and set you down on the bed.

He rummaged through his top draw and pulled out a small black box with a silver ribbon tied in what you assumed was a bow. Kyle was never very good at wrapping or tying bows, but your heart swelled at his attempts. You smiled as he handed it to you.

“What’s this?” You asked shaking the box and heard a rattling inside.

“A gift. Open it” he bit his bottom lip and looked at you with dark eye. That made your heart flutter. So it was something to use in the bedroom. You knew that look. You knew his tells.

You carefully undid the ribbon and placed it to the side and lifted the lid to the box. Your cheeks heated a little when you saw the silver vibrator laying there. “Kyle…” you muttered. It was embarrassing to say the least. You already had that one. He had gotten you it as a gift once before. But you supposed that you had some many toys between you that it was easy to loose track of who had what.

“I know you have it” he said quickly, reading your mind like he usually did “It’s…it’s for me really. You to use it on me. Thought I’d be cheesy and get one to match. I know its one of your favourites, I want to see what the fuss is about. Size up my competition”

It may have been a weird thing for him to remember. He didn’t know your favourite colour but could pick out your favourite sex toy blindfolded and wear ski gloves (he has done this before. It was a weird night). But it was endearing in a strange way. It showed how much he valued your pleasure.

“You mean I get to play with your ass tonight?” You smirked as you held the silver bullet in your hand in front of his face. He swallowed and looked at it. Clearly picturing all the things he wanted you to do with it.

“Yeah…” he breathed. He tugged at his trousers, clearly regretting his choice of tight fit. The fit only getting tighter with every passing moment. He was already hard from earlier but now it was rock solid.

You turned on the vibrator and brought it down to rest against his crotch. “Ah fuck” he moaned. The moan turned into a laugh “I can see why you like it so much. Shit babe”

“It gets better. Trust me” you smiled and kissed him while rubbing the vibe over his crotch. He moaned and whimpered into your mouth and bucked his hips chasing his pleasure.

But you pulled it away and he almost sobbed. “Fuck you” he muttered mindlessly making you laugh.

“Soon” you soothe to him as you stand and rid yourself of your clothes. He gapped at you like a fish out of water. Mouth hung open as he stared at your now naked body. He had seen it countless times but it never failed to make him crazy.

He was quick to take off his own clothes now leaving the two of you completely bare to each other. He leaned in for a kiss but you backed away. He chased after you lips and you grabbed his throbbing cock. “Fuck!” He yelled holding onto your shoulders to stop his knees from giving out.

“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” You cooed to him as you gently rubbed his length.

He panted a few times before nodding his head “yes ma’am. I will be a good boy”

You granted him a kiss he was desperate for and pushed him to the bed. “On your knees then. Present that pretty ass for me” he swallowed and got on all fours. His back arching as he pressed his chest to the bed, his ass in the air.

You got behind him and trailed your fingers up the back of his thighs making him whimper into the pillow. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction. How he was the one who was so ready to fuck you senseless only for him to be the one being fucked.

You stroked a hand over his tight hole watching it clench at the contact. You spat on it and lubed it up before slowly pushing a finger inside him. He whined your name into the pillow as he thrust his hips back, wanting more. You add a second finger and allow him to fuck himself back onto them for a moment.

Whilst he was doing that, you turned on the vibrator and dragged it over his cock. His hips stuttered and he moaned loudly. You chuckled a little and rubbed it over his length a few more times. Watching the pre come leak from the tip.

“You’re so pretty, Kyle” you smiled down at him even though he couldn’t see you. “Such a pretty cock. And a pretty little ass” you curled your fingers inside him and he all but screamed into the pillow. “That feel good baby?” You spoke in a patronising way, almost like cooing at a baby.

“Yes!” He yelled “feels so good ma’am! Please! Please want more!”

You pulled out you fingers and circled the vibrator around his pulsing hole. “You want this?” You asked. You squeezed his ass cheek and he groaned.

“Yes! Yes! Please! Please put it in” he begged. You complied. Slowly sinking the silver vibe into his ass. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” He swore repeatedly at the stretch and the vibrations racking though his body. Once it was fully inside him you pressed a kiss to it and pulled back.

“Good boy” you praised. You flipped him over so he was on his back and crawled on top of him “what now then?” You asked as you stroked over his heated cheeks. “Do I not get a reward for being so kind to you?”

He whined and nodded “S-Sit on my face. Please” your eyes lit up at his words and you wasted no time in climbing onto your new seat. You turned so you could see his twitching cock, you knew you would end up sucking at it soon so best to be in the right position for it.

Kyle lifted his shaking hands to hold your hips down as you sat on his mouth. He eagerly began to suck and lick at you soaked pussy and you moaned. “That’s it” you praised him, your hands running over his toned chest. “Good boy” he whimpered and thrust his hips up against nothing.

You stared at his cock, leaking on his stomach, angers read and twitching like hell. It looked so pretty. So desperate to be touched. You could hear the vibrator in his ass. It was rattling his body, making him shake and tremble underneath you. But if it was too much he didn’t let on about it. He keep happily sucking at your pussy while the vibe destroyed him in the most delicious way.

“You want me to touch your cock?” You asked him, your hands inching closer to his aching cock. He nodded his head quickly, his tongue still lapping at your pussy. “Use your words”

He shifted on the bed “yes, please touch my cock! I need it ma’am! Please!” He bucked his hips into the air again, his cock slapping against his abdomen.

You smiled and took his dick in your hand giving it long slow strokes up and down. Up and down. “Oh fuck! Yes!” He cried against your folds. “Feels so good!”

You picked up your pace, you could feel your own climax ramping up in your stomach. You rolled your hips on his tongue. The slurping noises were vulgar but such a turn on for you both. “Gonna come baby” you sighed, your hand twisting around his cock. Kyle bucked his hips wildly into your hand, he was close too. He had been close for a while but holding back for this very moment. “Come with me. Come with me baby” you rolled your hips faster to match his and you came. You cried out his name as you trembled and watched as he too was a wreck under you.

Shooting loads of hot come onto his chest and your hand as he came, moaning and whimpering into you pulsing folds. His body writhed as he struggled for breath, the vibrator still rattling his bones. You tried to get off him to let home breathe but he pulled you back down. “N-No ma’am. Come again. Please” he begged sucking at your clit. You were so turned on by destroying his body that you knew it wouldn’t be long until you came a second time for him.

His cock was still leaking come. His hips struggling to stay still. “In that case…” your voice trailed off as you leaned down to take his cock in your mouth. He bellowed out your name, his head falling back against the pillow. His fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs.

“(Y/N)!” He cried “please! I’m so sensitive!” You pulled off him briefly.

“Do you want me to stop?” You smirked already knowing the answer.

“No! Please! Make me come again. Oh god it feels so good” he groaned “your mouth is so perfect babe”

“Your cock was made for my mouth baby. You were made for me”

He came.

It was unexpected but your hot words made him crazy. His head was spinning as he came. His mouth hanging open and panting against your pussy. You weren’t particularly made that he had forgotten to make you come a second time. Seeing him in this state was more than enough to tide you over until you fucked him. Because you would be the one fucking him.

“Good boy” you kissed his cock and got off the bed. The vibe still purred inside him. He loved the overstimulation though. It was one of the things he enjoyed most in bed. He didn’t know why though.

You rattled around in the sex toy draw you both shared and pulled out his favoured strap on. The silicone dick had more girth than length, he loved the stretch. But it was the perfect length and the perfect curve to hit his prostate with every thrust.

You looked over your shoulder at him on the bed. Spread out like a meal for you, his dick still twitching. His mouth hanging out and face heated. “Keep riding that pleasure baby” you cooed to him as you put on the strap. “Makes the next part easier”

He managed to lift his head and you saw his eyes light up when they landed on the plastic dick. “Oh fuck. Yes!” He crawled to his knees and to you.

“You want to get it ready for me?” You smirked. He nodded and took it into his mouth, coating it with saliva. It was soaked with his spit when he pulled it out of his hot mouth. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him. Your beautiful boyfriend.

You tilted his chin up and pulled his lips to yours in a tender kiss. “What was that for?” He asked, a giddy smile on his face.

“I love you so much Kyle. I’m so lucky to have you” you whispered as you ran a finger down his cheek.

“I love you too babe” he whispered “I don’t deserve you”

“Yes you do. You deserve the world”

“You are my world” you could’ve cried but you had ti stay in character. You would cry later during after care while you told him how much you loved him over and over again.

You kissed him again and pushed him down to the bed. You spread his legs and pulled out the vibrator. You turned it off and tossed it else where in the room, filling his ass again with the dick. He gripped the sheets and arched his back off the bed. “Fuck me” he whimpered “fuck me hard”

“Of course” you leaned over him and grabbed the headboard before drilling your hips into him. The headboard banging against the wall, no doubt you would get complaints from you neighbours. Again. But you didn’t care. You were too caught up in the sounds of his moans to care about anything else other than him.

Kyle looked up at you with pleasing eyes. Neither of you knew what he was begging for but it made your heart flutter. He was so damn adorable. “You’re beautiful” he whispered as he wrapped his legs around your waist urging you to go faster. Deeper. Harder. “So beautiful. Gonna make me come again. Fuck I’m going to come!”

His head rolled back to the pillow and he lifted his hands to grab your sides, fingertips digging into your flesh. “Come for me Kyle. Come for me”

It didn’t take long to pull him over the edge for the third time that night. You slowed your hips and carefully pulled out of his abused hole. It fluttered around nothing as he came down from the intense high. You stoked over his body to soothe him until his breathing went back to normal and his body was melted into the covers of the bed. “How was that?” You asked him quietly.

“So good babe” he sighed with a lazy smile on his face. “You’re so good to me. I don’t deserve you”

“I already told you” you lay on top of his chest “you deserve the world”

“And I told you” he trailed a hand up your back “you are my world”

“Then you do deserve me” you kissed him. A soft quick kiss but conveyed all the emotion you could muster. He hummed into the kiss and moved his hand to your hair.

“And you deserve to come again” he pulled your head back by your hair and licked up the expanse of your neck. “How do you want me to do it?” He asked “you want my mouth again? My fingers? My cock?”

The roles were reversed now. It was his turn to have some fun. “What do you want to do?” You asked him.

He growled against your neck “I want to fuck your pussy with my cock. Give you the same bliss you gave me” you couldn’t help the whine that left your lips as he flipped you onto your back and yanked off the strap on. He tossed it to the floor and spread your legs. “I’m so sorry I’ve neglected you” he spoke directly to your pussy. It fluttered in response. You felt him nudge your soaked fold with the head of his dick before he easily sunk in. “Thats it babe. Such a perfect little pussy. Made for me”

“Yes” you gasp as he began thrusting into you. Long hard thrusts inside you. Oh it felt so good. He always knew just how to fuck you. He brought a hand down to rub quick sharp circles on your clit. You moaned and raised your hips off the bed, you could already feel your orgasm building. “All for you”

“Damn right. This pussy is mine. All of you is mine” he leaned over yo and picked up his pace. “You’re fucking mine”

“Yes! Yes sir! All for you! Only for you!” You clawed at his back and he groaned, slamming his dick into you and hitting your sweet spot each time. “Yes! Please! Make me come! I’m so close!”

“Come baby. Come all over my cock like a good little girl” his voice was a low growl and he dropped his head to your neck to bit and suck at your skin pulling you over the edge, your hips bucking against his as he fucked you through your climax. “Good girl. Such a good little girl for me” your wall clenched around his cock and pulled his own orgasm from him. His mind completely blank and his cock spent.

He slowed his hips but didn’t pull out. He fell on your chest and you stroked over his sweaty skin. “H-How was that?” He panted.

“Perfect” you whispered with a dazed smile. “I love you so much Kyle”

“I know” he kissed your chest “I love you too. More than anything. I’m going to miss you when I leave”

“Lets not think about that right now. I just want to lay here with you”

“Okay” he said and practically curled against you. “Happy Valentines day, my love”

“Happy Valentines day sweetheart” you smiled and kissed his head.

14/2/23

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littlelordfuckler0y · 2 years

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Klaus mikaelson x reader Instagram au [6] [klaus list]

yourusername Asked steffan for dating advice and he pulls this out of his pocket…

@bonbonnie Wow. I mean wow.

@carebear Out of everyone in the world you asked STEFFAN I’m not sure what’s more surprising

@yourusrname I’m sorry I had just woken up

@unofficialenzo I wouldn’t expected much from him obviously but he never fails to amaze

@stefaNN18 don’t be so rude

@stefaNN18 I even offered to make you one myself and this is how I’m treated

@dam0nsalvat0re Stefann Salvatore out of touch with ‘the’ game ever since the 1800s!

@rebakkAh wrong place sweets (my DMs are open tho)

@klaus.mikaelson. Once a traitor always a traitor

@dam0nsalvat0re HOW IS HE NOT BLOCKED YET?

gilbertelenaaaaa mystic falls rock star back in her element!

@carebear 💓💓

@yourusrname yes just got a dm from Harry styles for a collab

@stefaNN18 fingers crossed!!

@yourusrname I—I was joking

@dam0nsalvat0re OH so that was that godawful sound in the morning

@yourusrname It won’t kill you to say something nice for once

@dam0nsalvat0re Oh but it would

yourusename WHO SNITCHED ABOUT HIS BOURBON AGAIN I AM RUNNING FOR MY LIFE

@carebear Oh wow did you die?

@yourusrname Not yet

@stefaNN18 why were you drinking again the first place?

@yourusrname I was drinking out of happiness this time

@bonbonie who’s gonna supply girl’s night now

@yoururname We’ve stolen before we can steal again😎

@dam0nsalvat0re Count your days

yourusername Stefann “I am not admitting we lost our way” Salvatore

@stefaNN18 I KNOW where we are okay I know how to get home

@yourusrname You’ve been talking to the gps assistant for the last 10 minutes 😭

@stefaNN18 ITS ASSISTING ME

@carebear I’m so glad I bailed

@gilbertelenaaa You have my sympathy

@dam0nsalvat0re Where are you guys anyways?

@yourusrname We’re out on a mother daughter bonding day

@this.is.not.klaus. If you ever need any help you just have to ask

itskol. Day 15 of therapy with Elijah where everyone sits around and consoles Klaus about his *we don’t say the word out loud*

@itsrebekAh break up. Klaus’ break up. He’s not over it if you can’t tell.

@itsKol. Her word not mine^

@HEYleymarshall So tired of this 😭

@itsKol. I’ve a feeling it will only get worse from here

@theorigianalelijah Stop joking about it’s still a sensitive subject for your brother

@itaKol. You said we could joke about after a span of 10 days???????

@theorigianalelijah Yesterday Niklaus wanted to watch all the twilight movies again do you think it’s a good time to joke

@itsKol. Wow💀💀💀

@klaus.mikaelson I am not liking this hate directed towards me

@rebekAh cry about it

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Hi I probably have like one or two parts left of this please send me new prompt requests or series req for Instagram blurbs x

Hope you have a good day :)))

#klaus mikealson x reader #instagram au #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus mikaelson x y/n #the originals #damon salvatore x reader #elijah mikealson x reader #the vampire diaries imagines #tvdu #klaus mikaelson x you #klaus mikealson fanfic

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gabessquishytum · 9 months

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there's a bit from delta-pavonis' stellar "you create me against your lips" that i fully have NOT stopped thinking about since i first read it and i'm just going to share the whole snippet here

"Two holes would suit you, my dear Knight. Would let me fill you up more completely, your body taking more of me than it ever has before." Hob starts shaking. The images are so vivid, painted directly onto the inside of his eyelids. And he is close, so close. "I would fuck you until your cunt is screaming with sensitivity. Then, while your quivering walls get a moment of respite, I will loosen your other hole, twist my oiled fingers in that tight furl of muscle, plunder until you can take my entire hand in that beautiful arse." Dream's fingers are probing at the seam where Hob is stretched around his cock and oh sweet Christ he is going to… going to… "All that so once I fuck back into that sloppy pussy, when I bury my cock deeper than ever before, I can slide my whole hand back and forth, bringing myself to orgasm without ever leaving the depths of your hungry cunt. Not once, oh no, I will have my pleasure again and again and again."

anyway yeah i. i think we need to talk about this? i need this in my life?? also i think this would be extra fun as like. dream's lent hob to destruction while he's been busy and when he gets hob back he is... absolutely wrecked. dream likes to shape himself a nicely huge cock when he fucks hob but clearly it's nothing compared to what destruction's put him through, which was exactly what dream had hoped would happen -- not that he's going to admit that when he's so enjoying teasing hob for how loose he's gotten. dream's going to have to get creative if he wants to get any use out of his pretty broken slut, isn't he?

-🐈‍⬛

I simply have to tag @delta-pavonis here and hope that they don't mind, because they need to know how much the fandom appreciates their work <333

Anyway, let's get into this. I just adore that idea of Destruction absolutely ruining poor Hob’s little hole. He's been so well taken care of he's just gaping, even as he tries to get on with his normal life. He can feel how loose his hole is - he could shove a couple of fingers in no problem, if he cared to. He bloody loves it of course. Destruction is a wonderful lover and he fulfils every single aspect of Hob’s "being split open by something too big and probably not human" kink. Hob blushes every time he even sees Destruction because he can feel his hole twitching and clenching around empty air.

Dream (although he would never admit it) loves to see his pet split open and ruined. He gets Hob to bend over and show off his messy little entrance so Dream can press one, two, three, four fingers inside. He thinks that he could do more, if he gives Hob a while to warm up. Perhaps he could press his cock and his hand in at the same time, and jerk himself off inside Hob’s body. He could simply use Hob’s body as a warm, cozy place for his own pleasure. He makes Hob clench his hole as tight as he can, and it's still sloppy and ruined.

So it makes sense to give him a cunt too. Just until his hole recovers from the ordeal. How wonderful it will be for Dream to use Hob’s hungry cunt with his cock, all while pressing a few idle fingers into his other hole. To touch himself through the barriers of Hob’s flesh, using him as little more than a toy. Dream just knows that it will make Hob cum so hard to be so thoroughly used. Plus, little precious pet deserves a treat. A g-spot and a p-spot being stimulated at the same time sounds like an excellent place to start!

#🐈‍⬛ anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft

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ventique18 · 2 years

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Generous

(Full image + fanfic under the cut)

Type: Fanfic + Sketch

Pairing: Malleus x afab!Reader

Warnings and notes:

Smut! 🔞 Minors DNI!!

Malleus POV

Oral (Y/N receiving), Dom!Mal, pseudo-public

Sketch: suggestive (MC in underwear) but not too graphic

Links to other works: https://ventique18.tumblr.com/post/686055226886832128/masterlist

- Fanfic start -

“Outrageous. Utterly odious.”

The heels of my shoes resound in the hallway in sharp clacks. I thunder across the stone floor; aware that the mere pressure of my stride is battering the poor, weathered pathway— and yet, not caring enough to calm myself out of my turbulent thoughts. Too impassioned to slow down if only for the sake of the footsteps behind me.

“Mal,” you breathe, frantically trying (and failing) to catch up to me, “I’m so, so sorry. We all thought you were just running late—“

“And you deem me not important enough to wait for, or even inform, before you all began your merry tea party? Diasomnia, my own dorm, downing tea and stuffing their faces full of cupcakes without their housewarden?” I whirl around to face you, and you stop abruptly, “What is the purpose of this cellphone you humans are so fond of, if you cannot even utilize it to send a simple notice?”

I see your body freeze, eyes wide in what I surmise is guilt. You bring your hands to the hem of your slack’s pockets; fidgeting and not meeting my eyes, “Grim borrowed it earlier to watch spelldrive videos."

“I believe other students have phones, Y/N,” I snap back.

You clamp your mouth shut, and I sigh. It’s not as if I do not grasp the concept of getting carried away by the moment, and indeed I am guilty of such in many moments of my daily life. It’s only that… Whenever I think of how happily you were chatting with my subjects— the way you chuckle at Sebek’s eating habits and how you prod at Silver’s arm to stir him awake…

If I were in that picture, you would be laughing with me instead.

Still, I suppose it IS rather unfair to put all the blame on you solely because I was… jealous, of my retainers. Ah, how degrading it is to admit such paltriness, even in my private thoughts.

I sigh again, “No matter. I’m quite used to such audacity,” I turn my back to you again, intending to return to my quarters at once, “Now, forgive my rudeness, for I wish to retreat for the day.”

In one stride, my hand was on the door to the dorm’s throne room. And then I stopped when you hesitantly tugged at my coattail.

“Mal,” you look at your shoes; likely stringing your words in your head, "I'm really sorry for earlier," your eyes flicker up to meet with mine, "I really thought you were just... busy in the restroom or something."

A faint blush creeps up your cheeks, and I do not know what kind of foolishness you're thinking.

I let you continue, nonetheless, "But I want to make it up to you. Twice, ten times, I don't know. I hope I'm still your favorite person even if I accidentally ate your share of cupcakes."

I blinked, "You ate my cupcake?" I asked, honestly not knowing what to say. I do not understand the relevance of this cupcake in this conversation.

Your face grew noticeably more embarrassed, "Any-anyway, if you're free, let's go on an ice cream date at Sam's? I'll treat you!"

I almost burst into laughter right there and then. Leave it to you to turn any situation twice lighter. I already forgive you, of course I always do, both for the lack of notice and for eating the cupcake I care so little about. And yet who am I to reject your gracious offer to make it up to me?

If I were a common man, I would have already taken your hand and pranced our way to your idea of a childish date. I would have kissed the cream off your lips and exchanged fruity flavors with you. I would have held your hands and whispered to you how much I loved you.

And yet that was not me. Such colorful imagery was not me.

You give me an inch, I'll take a mile. You know how the fae work.

"Ah, but I'm not quite in the mood for anything sweet," I gently pry your fingers off my jacket and into my hold, "But I have a different flavor in mind, if you would?"

I narrow my eyes at you; a heavy meaning deep in my tone. I watch your pupils dilate, and whether it be from fear or excitement, you do not voice. Yet, you nod greedily at me-- too quickly to be innocent, and my lips tug into a wide grin.

Thud. Your back hits the door with a dull sound, but you do not react at all to the pain-- too entranced by the pleasure brought about by my mouth on your neck.

I run my tongue from the base of your neck to the edge of your jaw; sucking and licking your plump flesh as if I'm melting a ripe peach on my mouth. I flick at your earlobe and watch you shudder. I chuckle. To see your trembling in my hold, your hands clinging onto any part of me you could hold, feet helplessly dangling and pressing against the door as I keep your weight from touching the ground.

Truly, seeing you so desperately depend on me sends a perverse wave of satisfaction to my core.

More.

My hand wanders to your stomach; squeezing tightly to inflict just a little bit of pain while my tongue massages the column of your throat.

I want you more.

And so my fingers, sinful as they are, glides between your thighs-- and you close them shut.

"My," I draw circles on your thigh with a finger, unimpeded by your action, "Do you dislike my touches, my darling?" I whisper languidly before blowing a hot breath to your reddened ear.

You shiver once again, eyes closing as your breath catches in your throat. You don't respond to me, however.

"And yet you seem to like my kisses, no?" I provoke, a low chuckle rumbling within my chest, "Very well. Luckily for you, I'm feeling rather generous today."

I drop you down, and you squeak. Not out of the sudden impact on your toes, I don't think so, but perhaps because of me suddenly kneeling in front of you on one knee. I laugh at your bewildered expression.

I see. I believe this is how humans profess their undying love to each other, correct? How adorable. The way your cheeks redden like round apples is adorable. Your innocent thoughts are entirely adorable.

Though, I am no such romantic.

Without bothering to comment on whatever it is that is running in your mind, I quickly bring my hands on your waist and undid the buttons of your slacks. I've done this a dozen of times, and so it didn't take long for me to bring both your pants and underwear to your ankles.

You gasp and throw a hand on my shoulder on reflex, "Malleus, what are you doing--"

Exactly what you see I'm doing, love.

My mouth opens, and your knees buckle at the hot breath that caresses your labia. I prod your bud, ah how small and cute it is, with the tip of my tongue and an unintelligible garble flows out of your throat. I sweep a circle around your bud before taking a straight line towards your awaiting hole.

A drop of salty honey drips in my mouth. Thick, viscuous, slick. Hot. I greedily suck at your folds; desperately extracting more of the heavy scent invading my senses.

My nose hits your bud and you muffle a scream. Why are you holding back?

Sing.

So my tongue stabs at your hole; mercilessly, impatiently. I run it through the ridges of your cavern. I explore urgently, wanting to taste every nook and cranny of you, drinking myself silly with the intoxicating tincture of your nectar and your sweat. I silently thank my anatomy for giving me quite the long tongue. Reaching the deepest parts of you proves to be fascinatingly easy, and the melody of your moans turns out to be an easy reward.

"Mal, Malleus!" You groan, and I feel a tightness in my underwear at the thought of you dirtying my name with your lustful mouth, "Public, we're in public..." You manage to choke out.

The door is tightly locked. The room is enchanted so that not a sound would escape through any gaps at all. I do not delight in the prospect of others seeing or hearing your lewd body.

But of course you have no awareness of that.

And I like that.

I like seeing you writhe.

Instead of answering, I close my mouth around your bud and give it a hard suck. You scream in surprise, but I do not let up and instead flick my tongue across it multiple times. Front and back, sometimes left and right. I put a light nibble in between, and then a light bite to throw you off the rhythm.

I watch in perverse satisfaction as you throw your head back and knock it against the door, legs shaking wildly as the balls of your feet lift off the ground. Your fingernails scratch at the wood. Your drool dribbles down your chin. Your chest, still clothed, heaves up and down to catch the air that escapes your lungs.

How annoying. That shirt is annoying.

And so magically it's gone, and you are left completely naked with your pert nipples completely exposed for me to feast my eyes upon.

Stiff and supple. Cute.

"Mal!" You yelled, embarassment amplifying your heavy arousal, "What if," you moaned again as I plunge two fingers inside you, "What if someone... someone.... Nhhn, ah!"

Three now. My fingers are long, and I reach the entrance to your womb. How cute the little button inside you is. I caress it, and you collapse forward, hands tightly grabbing on my horns.

I must punish you for that.

I send a shockwave to your womb, and you sputter. Your walls clench and unclench in such an erotic way, as if you're begging me for more. Holding tightly onto me like a death grip. Releasing copius amounts of honeyed liquid as if weeping for me to put my cock inside you, fuck you hard, and inject you with so much semen you're sure to wake up carrying my child in your stomach.

"Malleus!" You scream once more, loud enough to rattle your entire body against my hold, "I'm going to--!"

And then I pull out. Your eyes open wide. I let go of you, and you almost slide down to the floor with how weak your knees have become.

I turn my back to you and walk away.

You, using your bewildered, shaky voice, reach out to me with an echo, "Where... Where are you going?"

I stop, "Why," I half-look at you, a huge grin splicing across my face, "this is the throne room. My throne room. And I am to take a seat, as its King."

I see you tremble from the unsatisfied arousal leaking out of your petals. I laugh wickedly, "If you have any requests, I shall listen to them."

I lazily stroll forward, taking my time to lower myself onto the throne all the while watching you struggle, "But only if you prostrate yourself before me and beg, Child of Man."

I raise a finger and beckon. You lower yourself on the ground, as if glamoured. But you were not. Of course not. It was only you, and only your own lustful thoughts, only your lewd body, that obeyed my ridiculous words.

You inch forward, breasts swaying, naked. Plump ass up in the air. Your core exposed, reddened, swollen from how much nectar is leaking and dripping and oozing out of your desperate hole.

Such a beautiful, sinful fruit. Molded by me, ripened for me. Only for me.

I lick my lips, "Now, what shall it be? Luckily for you, I am feeling quite generous tonight."

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #smut #malleus x reader #twst fanfic #twst fanart

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helleboretks · 10 months

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Relax, You Two

This is a Ler!Riza, Lee!Edward and Lee!Ling tickle fic, with a little bit of Lers!Mustang and Hughes!! If this isn’t your forte, no need to read!

This is also Post-Promised Day, with the good ol’ Alive!Hughes au!

Summary: Riza easily notices how the two boys are still paranoid after it all. In her opinion, they need a day off.

The Hawk’s Eye catches all in her gaze.

A slight of hand, a petty crime preparation, the key to taking down drug rings. No matter how big or how small it may be, she sees it. She can stare at it as if it were clear as day. Nothing slips past her gaze, and everyone knows it.

So how could these two boys ever think their paranoia would go unnoticed?

Riza sees the way Edward throws himself into more research, almost in hysteria if he doesn't. She sees the way Ling gets jumpy near a window, or a door, or any dark place just big enough to hide a human.

Riza sees the way Edward stares off as Alphonse rests in the hospital, mere weeks after the Promised Day. The way his hand is placed on his brother’s chest, as if he can’t believe there is a beating heart just below the surface of pale skin, as if it will be ripped away from him if he wasn’t there to protect his little brother.

And Riza sees the way Ling’s body is constantly tense, fingers itching for something to curl around–something sharp to defend himself with– and how his head swivels about, scanning every inch and every crevice of every room he’s in.

Paranoia can do a lot to kids so thoroughly traumatized. She knows the feeling.

It does not mean she will let this slide.

So she took them for a day out with her.

It didn't really work.

She had tried to take them to a clothing store, and as a result she had to compensate for thoroughly checking every rack they went to in order to quell Ling's whining. He wouldn't dare come so close to them until she did.

She tried a jewelry store next, and all Edward would talk about was 'Alphonse would like this' or 'Alphonse would like that'. Which wasn't bad at all, mind you. She thought it was rather sweet, actually.

But 'I hope Al is okay' and 'Those doctors better treat him well' or 'I really need to check on Al so I should go' weren't exactly good examples of relaxing.

She took them to as many places as she could within four whole hours, and nothing seemed to bring their guard down all that much, save for a few seconds of vulnerability at least twice or thrice.

It's a concerning situation for them to be in.

And she can't let this slide.

So she vowed to do something as soon as possible.

That comes into play when they find themselves in Mustang’s office.

It doesn’t take very long for the boys to start up their bantering by Edward’s desk, going back and forth about some topic she couldn’t distinguish (or maybe they were flying through a whole plethora of topics at once, she wouldn’t be surprised if they were capable of that).

For once, she allows herself to do some minor paperwork from the comfort of the couch, seeing as there isn’t much to do today anyways. She had deliberately cleared her schedule of anything major today just to spend some time with the boys, after all.

She doesn’t really try to involve herself in whatever it is they are arguing over, at the moment, but the argument seems to find its way to her anyways.

“Lieutenant!” Edward whines aloud as he flops against the cushions to Riza’s left. She turns to him as Ling huffs with crossed arms, but he clearly seems to be holding in his amusement of the situation.

“Yes, Edward?” It’s not often she gets to hear this whiny tone from him, given he isn’t much of a person to complain–around her at least, she doesn’t feel very sorry for the others–, so she decides to provide them both with her attention.

“There’s this damn Xingese phrase that Ling keeps saying and he won’t tell me what it fucking means!-” “Well I think I’d like to keep my things to myself, Ed!” She blinks slowly as they start their back and forth again almost immediately.

“If you wanna keep it to your damn self, don’t say anything!”

“Well I’m not gonna tell a lie, am I? Nǐ kànshàngqù hěnpiàoliang!!”

“I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT FUCKING MEANS!? I DON’T SPEAK BROKE ALIEN-”

Ling lets out a wheeze at that, laughing out ‘Broke Alien!?’ as he clutches his sides. Riza lets out a soft sigh as Edward grumbles and complains. They seem so carefree here. At first glance, anyone would assume so. Just two kids bickering and going at it over a silly phrase in Xingese.

But Edward’s shoulders are tense, and Ling falls into a seat on the other side of Riza, posture defensive, ready to fight back. His arms are the most mobile part of his body as they bickered; crossing, flailing, gesturing, expressing. They never stop, and they always stray too close to his pockets.

Edward’s bouncing flesh leg says a lot as it is, but the way he’s hunching so much seems to seal the deal.

It most certainly does for Riza.

She sighs, tossing the pen onto the table before her as she lets the papers fall onto that table with it. “That’s quite enough boys.” She spoke up.

Before either of them have time to properly react, she gently presses their heads against her lap, shutting up the duo immediately; Edward’s silence spoke volumes of realization, whilst Ling’s…she isn’t quite sure what he might have been thinking.

She’s done this to Edward a few times in the past years, but it has been a while she must admit. Perhaps she’s gotten rusty? Only one way to truly find out.

“Lieutenant, please.” Edward muttered as Ling absentmindedly turned on his back, spacing off. Edward’s face steadily grew rosey as she did not, in fact, let them up.

“I’ve been trying to help you two relax all day. Although, I suppose it would have been futile no matter what I tried. Or so I had thought.” Riza casually spoke as Edward tensed up, throwing his arms around his torso and ducking his face into his chest. He knows better than to try and escape anyways, the first few times he did were always a hellish reminder, she knew that well. The only thing he can really do is feebly try and protect himself, whilst his partner stays entirely oblivious.

“Huh?” Ling eventually hums, confused with a tilted head. Riza smiles down gently at him, disarmingly. He smiles right back at her, eyes closed with a grin of cheeky cuteness. Innocent and harmless.

Until she digs her nails into Ling’s side.

The yelp that greets them is high and startled, and Edward flusteredly flinches as Ling begins to giggle feverishly, squirming away from her touch. “H-Hehehehehey!! What gihihihives!?” He cries out, rolling this way and that under her arm.

“It’s simply a last resort. Perhaps I should have started with this first?” Riza contemplates to herself, seeking out anything that will get her a laugh out of the soon-to-be-Xing-emperor. He squeals at a pinch to the ribs, so Riza takes advantage of that, scribbling all along his ribs-wherever she can reach. Which is pretty much everywhere, he doesn’t seem to know how to protect himself.

Meanwhile, she smiles down at the flustered blond to her left, the anticipation alone having him flinch every time her fingers so much as twitch. “You seem awfully nervous, Edward. Is something wrong?” She asks, putting on yet another innocent facade.

“Nohoho…!” Edward practically whines, turning his head all the way away from her and giggling when Ling jerked and pressed the top of his own head against Ed’s. He gasps when her finger traces down his side, and almost instinctively snatches and holds it up.

Ah yes, as if that will save him from the inevitable.

For now, she concentrates on Ling.

“You don’t seem to be trying to protect yourself, Ling. I wonder why that is?” Ling squeaks as her hand travels to his neck, and his legs kick out like an excited little puppy as she flutters her fingertips at the junction of his neck and shoulder. He really seems to be enjoying this, isn’t he?

“That tihihickles! Pleehehehehease, oh myhihihi god!” Ling begs, his fists shaking as if he doesn’t know whether or not to grab her hand away. Her heart practically swells at such a cute display, she can’t help but tease her fingers right under his chin.

At that, Ling jerks harshly and his eyes shoot wide open as a loud squeal rips out of him. “TICKLEEES!! NAHAHAHAHA!!!” He shrieks, startling both blondes as he loudly laughs and shakes his head, raven hair flying wildly. She almost couldn’t keep her fingers on his chin from all his squirming.

“A sensitive chin? Now that’s new.” Riza observes, quelling the urge to smirk at the way Edward rolls half-way onto his stomach, ears pink and flustered. He even lets go of her hand, which she doesn’t waste hovering it right over his spine. He’s probably had enough of waiting, anyways.

“Are you ready for your turn, Edward?” Her nonchalant question makes the boy flinch, and he shakes his head rapidly with giggles already spilling out. “Why are you laughing already? I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“Be-becahause Ling’s laughihing!” Edward complains. “IHIHIH’M SAHAHARRY!! IT TIHIHICKLES-IT-IT-IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T STAHAHAHAP!!!” Ling sputters and wheezes out between his laughter. “Edward, how could you laugh at your friend like that?”

Edward stutters for an answer, but the moment he opens his mouth all that comes out is a loud, high-pitched yelp as Riza drags all five fingers down the length of his spine, causing him to arch away.

He exploded with laughter, maybe even louder than Ling’s as she massages her knuckles into the center of his shoulder blades, a loud resounding snort escaping along with it. That only causes Ling to laugh harder, scrunching up his neck.

So she tries the next best thing and goes for his belly.

He immediately melts at the affectionate tickling.

He finally goes for some form of defense, balling up fetally to try and protect his poor belly, but Riza’s hand was already there and it wasn’t leaving anytime soon.

“Oh wow, I’m surprised that you’re both so ticklish.” Riza happily comments to the two snorting, giggling, cackling boys, heads in her lap with varying degrees of blush on their faces. Carefree, just like she’d been going for all day.

No tension in the shoulders, no discreet defensive stance, no underlying tension like only minutes before.

It was just them, giggling and cackling away like nobody’s business.

“HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!!!” Edward cried out, causing the smile Riza sports to stretch further. “I CAHAHAN’T!!! I CAN’T-PLEHEHEHEHEHEAAAHAHAH-” The poor thing snorts gain when she switches to his side.

Ling tries with all his might to latch onto something-anything to ground himself, eventually finding Edward’s arm and holding on for dear life as he giggled himself silly. However, Riza decides to take advantage of this, and the Xingese soon-to-be-emperor squeals and tries to defend himself when she starts drilling right under his arm.

This, as luck would have it, clearly didn’t weaken his grip on Ed’s arm, only causing him to fling it up and out of the way and only making Edward even more accessible to her.

This was almost too easy.

Edward screams out the moment Riza targets his armpit, his thrashing increasing tenfold as his legs begin to kick and kick endlessly. She had to switch to the other one just so he wouldn’t throw himself off the couch.

“LEHEHET ME GOHOHO!!! LIHIHIHIHING!! LETGOLETGOLETGOLETGO-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH NOT THERE NOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!!” Pleading got him nowhere, his free arm flailing wildly and frantically colliding with Ling’s shoulder as the two poor teens seemed to only make it worse for each other. It was beyond hilarious to witness.

“STAHAHAHAP, I BEHEHEHEG I BEG-PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!!” Ling failed miserably to keep himself together, arching his back away as if that would ever help him escape. She didn’t even have to tease either of them like Colonel or-God forbid-Havoc would have certainly done; her staying silent through this ordeal only seemed to make them beg more.

Edward yelps out curse after curse, with Ling squealing and pleading desperately by his side as she gives them no mercy. And honestly, she would have given them this kind of treatment for an extra twenty minutes or so.

If it weren’t for Edward accidentally grabbing and clawing at Ling’s shoulder blade, that is.

“HOLY-FAHAHAHAHAHAHACK!!!”

Riza and Edward both jolted at the curse that split the air in two, and the former was so surprised that she immediately let up in her assault, causing the two teens to fall right off the couch in a mess.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuhuhuhuck!!” Ling desperately pawed at his shoulder blade, trying to vanquish the tingly sensation as Edward melts into a fit of natural laughter across from him, clutching his stomach.

“Whahahahat the fahahack!? When’d you start cuhuhursing, idiot prince!?” Ling balled in on himself with embarrassment, letting out a high pitched whine that had Edward positively rolling. Riza could do nothing but sigh fondly as Edward’s relentless laughter was teasing enough for the Xingese Prince’s ‘bad manners’.

Well, he kept laughing until the door was pried open, at least.

“Lieutenant Hawkeye! We heard screaming and-”

Everyone in the room paused the moment both Colonel Mustang and Brigadier General Hughes entered the room, an almost awkward kind of silence kicking in.

“...Ah.”

“DON’T YOU ‘AH’ ME, DUMBFUCK!!!” Edward was quick to get defensive, pointing an accusatory finger at the two now smirking men, face redder than the coat he used to wear. Ling lets out an aborted wheeze as the Colonel makes eye contact with Riza.

She can just tell what he’s asking for.

And she, once again, shows no mercy.

“The boys are all yours, Colonel, General.”

It hadn’t even taken five seconds before something crashed in the office, the frightened shriek of the former-Fullmetal Alchemist and the loud ‘HAVE MERCY!!!’ from the Xingese Prince only serving to make her smile more indulgent.

The two men got to work on making the melody of their laughter pound through her very ribs, as Riza herself simply picks up the files and pen she previously abandoned.

She breathes in the positivity like well-made coffee, chuckling to herself as the four, man and boy alike, run and race around the room, the two youngers getting caught and escaping with barely their lives to spare, only to get tackled once again for their sweet, uplifting laughter.

Yes, this was better than their paranoia.

Much, much better.

#Okay #The phrase Ling said was basically #'You look beautiful!!!'#bc #yk #I'm an Edling stan #so it had to happen folks #ANYWAYS #fmab tickles #ler!riza #lee!edward #lee!ling #slightly ler!mustang #slightly ler!hughes #HBWriting #fullmetal alchemist tickling

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sin-djarin · 7 months

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Becca's Brunch

Welcome! Consider this my new Sunday Rundown. It's Saturday, though? Yup, it is. But I have a busy weekend ahead and needed to tell myself I'm somewhat prepared. Anyways, consider it a WIP for now that I'll probably add more things to next week.

While you brunch, try to take a few moments for yourself. Take a deep breath, unclench your jaw, grab a sweet treat and a coffee and lets go!

Or, stuff that I got around to reading. A quick reminder that what I may like, you may not and that's okay! Most, if not all of the below are 18+. Please heed individual warnings on fics!

My TBR is piling high once again but here's what I did get around to.

Marcus Pike:

can you ever really know? by @undercoverpena

Headshots & Salty & Sweet by @secretelephanttattoo

Joel Miller:

Cornfields by @trulybetty from her autumnal offerings

Javier Pena:

A Paranoid Heart by @goodwithcheese (new chapter)

AKA, things that caught my eye and any other shenanigans that happened round here this week.

WELL. The poll, right? The one I posted for a little bit of fun has now snowballed into something much larger but you know what? Sometimes the unexpected is exactly what you need and the universe will find a way. And let us thank @for-a-longlongtime for starting the fic as a result.

This incredible art by @stealyourblorbos

AKA, the personal stuff and some NSFAQs (Not So Frequently Asked Questions because I don't think I ever properly introduced myself).

Did you ever have one of those weeks where you bit off more than you could chew? I did that. I booked myself in to do something after work every night last week and boy do I feel it. But it's okay, I get to go for brunch today and chill tomorrow.

Why are you here?

The Mandalorian. The voice got me and well, the rest ishistory. Now I'm here, amongst some of the sweetest, most encouraging people on a little corner of the internet. I love you all, very, very much and thank you for having me!

What do you do when you're not here?

I'm a 9-5er. Or an 8-4er on somedays, depending. I work a lot with archives and stuff. I read a lot in work.

Have you been involved in fandom before?

Hmm. From a distance maybe. But not like this.

Who's the first FBI Agent you fell in love with?

Ah, easy. Fox Mulder. The Bubble was a fuckin' delight for me, I have no shame in saying that.

How'd you come up with your user name?

I wanted a play on words and it came to me when I was deep cleaning the fridge. Wild, I know! I was very surprised it wasn't taken already.

That milestone you reached last week, what are you doing for it?

I want to. But I'm undecided as of yet! If you have any ideas, please let me know.

Will you ever take requests?

Tough one. I'm not a quick writer. I'd hate to rush an idea then have after thoughts y'know?

You have your anons turned off. What's up with that?

Ugh. Man. As much as I try not to, I can still take things very personally. I'm sure all the anons are lovely.

Can I ask you anything, though?

HELL YEAH. That makes day! Send me a message, come get crazy about a character with me, I love nothing more.

What's your coffee order?

An oat flat white.

What's your sweet treat of choice?

A vegan mixed Berry croissant. Not vegan, just can't handle dairy!

Can you swim?

No I cannot. Which is dangerous consider I'm near a Pike Puddle, a Catfish Pond and a Rockford Rockpool at any given time!

What's on repeat right now?

What's happening with your fics, Becca?

Glad you asked. I've been blessed/cursed with ADHD. Which means, for me, I'll hyperfocus on something for HOURS or procrastinate like you wouldn't believe. I just gotta get on a decent schedule, this just wasn't the week for it unfortunately. So, please bear with because I do have ideas! Will I get sidetracked? Yes. If my brain feels like it wants to create something then and there, I cannot stop it. But it's a really nice stress reliever for me in a way, I get to think and focus on one thing and not about what has happened or what will happen.

Also, I got some divine inspiration yesterday for Video Nasty III when I saw this:

Becca 🤍

If you made it this far, I love you very much. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. Please be good to yourself and others, you deserve it!

#fic recs #becca's brunch #ask me anything #nsfaqs #joel miller #marcus pike #javier pena #fic rec

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Hello. I saw your Matt Murdock request and I would like a request thar Matt was having a nightmare and reader goes to comfort him. Thank you

Night Terrors

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Word count:1447

Paring(s):Matt Murdock x Reader

Warning(S): Angst,minor arguing, bad writing, happy ending.

A/n: Thank you so much for this request I really enjoyed the idea but I haven't been in the best writing mood so this might be horrible. But thank you anyway!

(photo not mine)

I knew he'd had a rough week with this recent case and the spike in crime going on, so I should have known his frustration would boil over eventually. "Leave." He demanded sternly, "Matt- That's not fair..." I tried to reason, but he was a man stuck in his ways. "I don't want you here if you're going to keep distracting and interrupting me." He kept his back to me as he sat on the couch hunched over the coffee table with his papers and files spilled across it. "Oh. I'm sorry for being such a bother to you. You can order your own damn food." I say, feeling my own frustration starting to rise. "Actually, You know what. Find yourself someone else to look after you all the time. Someone who doesn't piss you off every time they breathe." I didn't mean to get pissed off, but this is the fifth time this week that he's been an ass to me, but I didn't need to be treated like this, not by him. So I grabbed my keys off the dining table. "Where are you going?" He finally speaks, "Oh look, Now he wants to care."

I scoff and head towards the door, hearing him get up from the couch and come after me. "Y/n-" He says just barely above a whisper; I turn to glare at him over my shoulder even though I knew he couldn't see it, but he could sense it at least "You're right, that wasn't fair of me, I know but please, don't leave. stay," I felt him reach for me, and I pulled away, "Sweetheart, please, I'm sorry." He goes for me again, and I let him grab my arm. "Matthew. I need some air." I say as I open the door. "Baby-" "No. I'm leaving, and you can't convince me to stay this time." I close the door behind me, and as it locks, I hear a thump; I assume it was matt resting his head against it. "Good...he's thinking about his actions," I whisper.

After I left Matt's apartment, I decided to get a late-night coffee to think about how I should discuss the argument with Matt; both of us getting some time away should help cool the air; my phone has been ringing every ten minutes, and it's always Matt. "Honey...You'll be fine," I whisper into the coffee mug as I look out the cafe window. "I should go back soon.." and thats just what I did; as soon as I finished the coffee, though, he could wait a little longer.

As I stepped into the apartment, I could hear soft snores from the couch; once I locked the door, I walked through the hallway to see matt passed out, his head against the back of the couch, his knee spread apart, and his arms at his side. He looked peaceful, "Oh. He cleaned up.." I whisper to myself as I walk into the kitchen; opening the fridge, I see a box of Chinese sitting on the top shelf with a post-it note. 'I got you your favorite, sweetheart. I'm sorry for being an ass.' He actually wrote something on paper which surprised me, but it kinda looked like a ransom note since he doesn't write on paper often. When he does that, I know he means his apology. He once wrote " I love you " on a receipt when he bought groceries for me. "Sweet man, you are Murdock," I say quietly. The moment is interrupted by uncomfortable groans; I look over to matt, who seems to be having a nightmare; these were more common than you'd think.

I shut the fridge and walked to the couch, sitting beside him. "Matthew, honey. Wake up" I gently placed my hand on his thigh, but he was only getting deeper into the nightmare. Carefully I shook his shoulder, which seemed to do the trick; he jolted up and hunched over his head in his hands, "Matty.." my voice surprised him. A whimper was all that left his lips as he turned and leaned his head against my shoulder, I rubbed his back, and he held me close to him. My shoulder was wet from his silent tears "Honey Bunny; You're okay. I'm here," I say softly, but he remains silent the whole time. I don't entirely remember what happened, but we fell asleep on the couch.

The sun beaming through the large windows woke me, I wanted to get up and make some coffee, but Matt's heavy weight on top of me made it nearly impossible to move. "Matty...We should get up." I whisper sweetly to him, but he refuses to let me up by nuzzling his head into my neck and wrapping his arms tighter around me. "Can we at least move to the bed?" I ask as I run my fingers through his hair. He nods against me before slowly releasing me and getting up off the couch. He kept his eyes close as he picked me up off the couch. "Matt...I can get myself to the room," I say as I hold onto him "no..I know that once you get up, you're up for the rest of the day," he tells me when he lays me down on the bed, he crawls on top of me again, I grab the large blanket and throw it overtop of us. "Fine, but we're not sleeping all day." I get no response from him, only soft peaceful snores.

The annoying buzz of my phone vibrating on the kitchen counter wakes me up, my head is resting against Matt's chest, and his arm is wrapped around me. I groan quietly as I sit up, careful not to wake him as I get out of bed. I grab my phone and see it's my boss, who's been calling, "Hello, sir." I say as I answer it; I walk to the coffeepot and start to make some coffee, grabbing our favorite mugs from the cabinet. "Yes, of course. Yes, Sir, I know the deadline is Thursday, but that's four days away, and I have plenty of time to comple-...Yes Sir, I understand."

I sigh exhaustedly as I hang up the call. "Y/n?" I hear matt call out from the bedroom, "Out here, baby" I hear some shuffling and heavy footsteps. I turn to see Matt leaning against the bedroom doorframe with a sweet smirk on his lips. "What's that look for?" I ask, almost mimicking his expression. "You're wearing my shirt... And I'm not dreaming. You actually came back." He says as he walks over to me, loosely wrapping his arm around my waist and kissing the top of my head. "We need to talk," I say to him as I fill up our mugs with coffee; I hand him his mug, and he thanks me; I hop up onto the counter, trapping him between my knees. We both sip our coffee in comfortable silence until he speaks up, "I'm sorry for how I've been acting. I should never talk to you like that, and I felt horrible after you left. I shouldn't take my frustration out on you. I was so worried" As he spoke, his eyes were filled with regret, but he wouldn't let me see it as he turned his head towards the window. "I forgive you, Matt. I know we've both been struggling this week. We should relax today; make it about you and me. Take some time to heal our stressed minds." I offer to him, but He says nothing; still blankly looking out the window, I knew he was overthinking everything. I placed my hand on his cheek to coax him to turn back towards me; he shut his eyes and nuzzled his face into my hand. "I'm sorry," he says quietly, repeating it a few times; I quiet him by taking his mug and placing it on the counter before pulling him into a hug.

Matt pulls away and kisses my head." I love you." He kisses my nose and says again, "I love you." a final sweet kiss to my lips, whispering the words once more as though the world was falling around us. "I love you too."

A/n:(2022) I don't really like how I wrote this one, but I wanted to fulfill the request. I hope you like it. I need to go back and study Matt's personality more. If you have any Matt Murdock requests let me know! Request's are open.

A/n:(2023) I actually like this now lol, I might go back and correct some spelling errors though.

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