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ZB1 + Jealous Sex
ZB1 after one of you is jealous!
note: legal members only (not including gunwook or yujin!) & as always, minors dni!
JIWOONG's eyebrows just furrow because, really? Did you seriously think any of these run-of-the-mill men at this party could make him feel insecure? They don't but they do manage to piss him off. Why were you so close to them? You were just being friendly? You're a liar.
You babble incoherently as he held the vibrator to your abused cunt, having climaxed more times than you could count before having it ripped away by his hands. All he did was crudely laughs at your expense. "What's wrong baby? Earlier you had no problems acting like a slut. I'm just treating you like one."
You knew ZHANG HAO was cute, everyone knew it. Doesn't mean you appreciate everyone flirting with him though.. And his seemingly oblivious act to it all has you seeing red. God, you had to teach him a lesson.
"Babe, s-slow down." He lets out, cock already spent, your eagerness to get him to cum again has him tearing up. His face red as he bites his bottom lip, letting out low whimpers. You continue bouncing on him though, fingers digging into his shoulders as you use them as an anchor. You scoff, trying not to let any moans slip out. "Think any of those girls out there could have you like this baby?"
HANBIN knows that it's not your fault, but it doesn't stop him from getting a little jealous! His friends had crashed your beach date, catching your body in its full glory in the cute bikini you donned. He swears one of them even popped a boner from it!
"You're mine," He growled, your leg thrown over his shoulder. He hadn't even managed to slip your bikini off, only pushing it to the side enough to enter his fat tip into you. Could you blame him? You just looked so good in it! "Only I get to touch you like this, right?"
MATTHEW had been begging you to join him at the gym for months and you finally gave in. Things were fine until you managed to catch a group of girls giggling at your boyfriend in a compression shirt. Leading to an argument that he found himself determined to make up for.
His tongue licked the stripe up your clit, placing light kisses on your thighs to tease you afterwards, before tongue fucking you. "Don't act silly my love, you know you're the only one I want. Those girl's can look all they want, but you're the one that get's me this way."
TAERAE felt the familiar green monster rear its ugly head into his life the minute he spotted you being asked out at the coffee shop he was here to meet you at. You immediately declined the other, but he still couldn't help but feel a little insecure. It was up to you to show him he had no reason to worry.
"Hmm," You mumble, jerking him off as you prepare to deepthroat. He whines, holding your hair into a makeshift ponytail as you press kisses to the flushed tip. "Prettiest cock in the world attached to my pretty boy. No where else I'd rather be then here taking your load down my throat." He can't even manage to stutter a response before you're gagging on his shaft.
You can't blame anyone who hits on RICKY, people flock to him like bee's to honey. But two can play at that game, and you played it quite well, but Ricky doesn't like sharing.
"Gonna fill you with so much cum that it leaks out," He has you folded into a mating press, your walls sucking him in as you jolt from how rough he was fucking you. He was determined to drill into you until your pussy was molded for only him. "Lets see you talk to the guys with it dripping down your legs."
He doesn't get jealous, or at least that's what GYUVIN tells himself. He likes that you get along with his friends! No he doesn't mind one of his friends offering you a jacket. Or saving you a seat by them! It's all perfectly fine.
"Please, please don't leave me. I'd cry every day and- haah - I promise, none of them can treat you like I can." He begs, too busy caught up in his own ministrations that he can't even notice you're fucked too dumb to properly respond. Your back arched as his balls hit your ass with every stroke as you try to keep yourself propped up. "I'm promise I'm good enough, I'll be the best boyfriend- shit - you could ever ask for."
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Sometimes I like to think that the guys in NRC that have intimidating auras like Riddle, Leona, Malleus, and Floyd for example all get shy and fidgety to initiate more physical touch towards their s/o in the beginning of their relationship ukno? Like dont get me wrong, anyone can think or say otherwise that that may not be the case. BUT LIKE, imagining them being all shy at first and giddy in the stomach as they fidget their fingers and look over at you or maybe looking away with their cheeks a little red🤭 (The envision is envisioning):
Riddle: If you don't mind, can I perhaps scoot a bit closer to you?
You: of course you can Riddle haha
Riddle scooting closer to you with a shy smile on his face, his cheeks going red: May I also perhaps uhm, if you don't mind, held your hands too?
You with an animated cartoon piercing through their heart: godyouresocutethisiswhyiloveyousomuch *AHEM* of course Riddle. I'd love to
Cue a happy Riddle holding hands with you as you both lean into each other comfortably. He lets out a gingerly smile as he rubs his thumb against your hand and squishes next to you ever the more ^^
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Leona watching your back as you do your homework, his tail swishing around in a lazy yet obvious eager manner as he lays on his side
You: I can feel you staring you know
Leona: But you don't feel my arms around you, do you Herbivore?
You: Did you want to put your arms around me?
Leona: I would like to, yes. Can I do that?
You let out a little snort, a chuckle escaping you as a small grin spreads on your face.
Leona: What's with that reaction? >:(
You: Nothing, I just find this side of you to be very nice
Leona: All my sides are always nice
You: Sure sure whatever you say
Leona comes over from behind and peers over your shoulder as you lean into his touch and his arms wrap around you snuggly. He nuzzles his cheek against the crown of your head as you continue to do your homework and you could swear he was purring...
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Malleus: Child of Man, there is something I want to try and do with you
You: Hmm? What is it?
Malleus looking deep into your eyes all seriously: I want to attempt doing that with you
You turn to look at where he was pointing and see another couple in the far distance. The lady was holding her girlfriend up in the air and twirling her in her arms as they looked at each other, the look on their faces seeming so in love with one another with their warm smiles.
Malleus: I reassure you that I'll keep in mind of my strength if that helps ease you. I ask for permission to hold you
You let out a small giggle: Oh Malleus, i'm not scared. I'd love to be in your arms
After giving him the green light he does just that, doing as the couple did earlier as he lifts you into his arms and twirls you into the air. You go in for a hug and he gladly reciprocates with a big smile. Though he may be starting to squeeze a little too hard-
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Floyd just resting his cheek on his arm as he leans on one of the counters in Mostro Lounge, watching you study for an upcoming test.
You: Why are you just looking at me like that?
Floyd: Cus' yer so cute
You getting all red in the face: What? Floyd dont you have a shift right now? I came over to study because you said you wanted to see me
Floyd coming up to your booth and sitting in front of you: Yea but now that ya here, I wanna squish you so badly :(
You: Is that gonna make you focus back onto your shift?
Floyd: Maybe~ So? Can I squish ya?
You: Fine. Just for a short moment because I have to focus on this material and you need to go back to work
Floyd: Yay!
Floyd hops up and comes over to your side at the speed of a bullet train, wrapping his arms and legs around you with a tight cuddle session. Time seems to have passed fairly fast and you didn't even notice that until Jade came over to tell you that you had just spent close to an hour cuddling Floyd. Close of an hour worth of study time missed and close to an hour of Floyd's shift gone.
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Yes, Ma'am
Kinktober - Roll Playing
NSFW - Adults only
Summary: You surprise Steve and he's happy to play along
“I’m fine, Honey. I swear.” Steve did his best to smile.
“The doctor said you were supposed to take it easy, and instead your at your desk doing reports.” You frowned.
“This is taking it easy.” He frowned back. “It wasn’t that bad.”
“Anyone else would still be in intensive care. The least you can do is take the day off.”
“I’m fine, Honey.” He repeated.
You stared for a moment longer. Steve Rogers could be one of the most stubborn men on the planet. Fine. You had another idea.
A while later you stepped into his home office again. “Captain Rogers?”
“Sweethe…” The word trailed off when he looked up to see you standing in the doorway wearing a nurse’s uniform. Not just any nurse's uniform. It was a sexed-up version of a 1940’s Army nurse’s uniform. You’d swept your hair up into victory curls. A lace bra peeked out from under a too-tight, too-short jacket. The skirt was impossibly high, showing off the tops of tan stockings. You posed on high heels, holding clipboard and pen.
“Captain Rogers?” You said again. “I’ve been assigned to take care of you.”
Steve muttered your name. Pink touched his cheeks.
“Captain. No arguments. I have my assignment and I will not take any guff from you.” You frowned, leveling your pen at him.
“Yes, ma’am.” A slow smile spread across his face. “That’s good, Nurse. I don’t think I could manage on my own.”
“Then we better get you to bed.” You set down your clipboard and took his arm, as if to lead an invalid. “Now, why don’t you tell me exactly what needs attention.”
“Hmm.” He stopped beside the bed. Steve stared down at you with hunger. His lip traced over his lower lip as he appeared to consider his response. “I have this ache.”
You gave him a fake, innocent look. “Show me.”
He cupped his growing cock. “Down here.”
“Oh, no. Captain Rogers, that could be serious. Better let me see.” You lowered carefully to your knees. Running your hands up his thighs, feeling his muscles under the soft fabric of his sweatpants. You stroked his clothed cock. He moaned. You tsked playfully. “Doesn’t sound good. I need to take a closer look.”
You pulled at his sweatpants, lowering them over his hips. Steve’s cock stood proud before you. He threw his t-shirt aside and watched you while clenching his hands. You touched him, stroking the silky skin over his steel shaft.
“Does it ache here?” You kiss the base of his cock. Steve hummed. “Or here?” You circled the head of his cock with your tongue.
Steve’s hand came up and cupped your jaw but didn’t muss your hair. His hips rocked, urging you to take him deeper.
You could feel the way Steve battled to keep control. It sent a thrill through you to feel his thighs tighten and his fingers hesitate. Normally so willing to manhandle you to where he wanted you, you knew your outfit affected him.
Pulling away from him with a suctioned pop, you gave him a final lick. Steve whined. Actually, whined. You stood, slowing, stroking his length. “Captain, I think I know exactly what you need.”
Steve slowly unbuttoned your top. He traced his fingers over the edge of the lace bra. “You have what can make me feel better?”
“Mm-hmm” You squeezed his cock harder and ran a hand over his broad chest. His eyes nearly closed. “Let me check my medical bag.”
You turned away from him and bent at the waist to reach for the small case on the floor. Steve groaned as he got the full view up your little short skirt. Stockings and no panties. His fingers slipped over your sex, spreading moisture and making you shiver.
“I know I put it here somewhere.” You breathed, excitement building.
Steve watched your hips rock as you shifted your weight. You moaned as his fingers delved into your depths. His voice came out low and rough. “Better be sure you find the right medicine for me.”
“Yes, Captain.” You panted.
“Maybe I should help.”
You felt the head of his cock slide against your entrance. When had you lost control of this scenario? Steve pushed in, stretching, filling you. You grabbed the edge of the bed to steady yourself, moaning. “Fuck.”
“Yes.” He moved in and out, hands digging into your hips, moving faster. “Just what I need.”
“Steve.”
He pulled you tight to him, arching your back and cupping your breast. “You know, nurse, I think it might be me that has the right medicine for you.”
“Yes, Captain.” You panted.
Steve thrust into you, moaning. He let you fall forward. “Need this?” He moved fast, hard. “Need me to fill you up?”
“Yes, Captain!” Your thighs began to quiver. “Please!” Steve lifted your leg onto the bed, changing your angle, his access. His cock hit deep. Your legs nearly gave way. He held your firm. Moaning and cussing, you felt your body tighten and shake.
“So fucking good,” Steve groaned. “That’s it, babydoll, let go.”
You keened, shaking as the warmth spread and washed over you.
“Oh, yes.” Steve moaned. “That’s it. Yes!” His grip tightened. He pushed deeper and came hard.
As your legs shook and breath slowly returned to normal, Steve stood you upright on your high heels. He reached down and ran his fingers through the mess between your legs. A grin spread across his face.
“Hmm. I think it worked, nurse. I feel so much better.”
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Secret Arrangement
(f/s) = favorite show
Warnings: slight violence, language, lil bit of kissing
Natasha clutched her side, glaring at the (now unconscious) Hydra agent who had shot her.
"You ass."
"He can't hear you, you know." Clint said, appearing beside her.
"Yeah, but he's still an ass." She looked down at her side, seeing the hole from the bullet going straight through. Thunder booming in the background because of Thor's earlier lightning theatrics.
"We should get back so you can have Banner check that out."
"Yeah, I guess." Natasha winced slightly, the pain from the bullet wound spiking whenever she moved. They walked back to the quinjet, Bruce immediately getting up to check her wound once they were in. "What time is it?" she asked, hoping she wasn't late.
"It's 8," Bruce responded, patching up her side. "You have to go back to the compound, I don't have all the stuff to treat you."
"No. What time are we going to get back, Tony?"
"Probably around 10, why? Hot date?"
Yes, actually.
"I have plans at 9, is there anyway we can go faster?"
Tony turned around in the pilot seat, grinning at me. "Hell yeah, we can go faster."
"Language!"
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Natasha looked at her watch, wincing when she saw that it was already 10 past 9. "So, are you still continuing your plans with (y/n)? Y'know since you're injured and all that." Clint asked.
Her jaw dropped. "How do you know about, (y/n)?"
They had been careful to keep their relationship a secret so that (y/n) would never get targeted by someone who wanted to hurt Natasha or get revenge on her.
He snorted. "Please, you've been my friend for years. You think I wouldn't find out about you being in a serious relationship with someone? But back to my question, are you canceling your plans with her or not?"
She looked around, making sure no one had heard him, only to meet eyes with Wanda who was sitting a couple meters away. She looked surprised, turning to Vision who was sitting on one side with Pietro on the other.
Nat sighed. "Yeah, I think so. I'm injured and I don't want to worry her so I'll wait til I'm all healed up then head home."
She was disappointed, she had planned a whole surprise for her and now (y/n) wouldn't get to see it.
"Well...that's stupid."
"What?"
"She's gonna worry more if you spend the night in the infirmary than if you go home late to your plans." Clint said, twirling an arrow in his hands.
"I have a gunshot wound," she said, emphasizing the words. "You don't think she's gonna worry if I go home right now?"
He shook his head, exasperated. "She's an Emergency Room doctor. She's used to that stuff and she'll know that your side will be fine. So yeah, she'll worry, but not as much as if you spend the night in the med wing. Let her treat your wound. "
"Hmm," she thought about it. The thought of seeing you even sooner was appealing. "For once you're right, Clint," she raised her voice, "Hey, Tony! Drop me off at my apartment complex!"
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"So, how exactly are you getting down?" Tony called out, keeping us hovering over my building.
"Just lower the rope ladder." Natasha responded, ready to get home.
"I'll do you one better," he said, then proceeded to land in the empty parking lot.
"Thanks, I guess, though seriously I could've just used the ladder," she told him, standing up from my seat.
"Yeah, but I wasn't gonna go down the rope ladder sooo," he said, also standing up from his chair.
"You're not coming with me," she stated firmly.
"Sure I am," Tony said with a smirk, "anyone else wanna come with me to see why Romanoff has been skipping out on us?"
"I already know why," Wanda said, sending me a knowing look. "But yes I'd like to come too."
Natasha sighed, mind readers are annoying.
"If Wanda is going I believe I should go too, " Vision said.
"Me too," Pietro chimed in, the rest of them quickly agreeing.
Natasha walked out of the quinjet, turning around and glaring at all her teammates. Steve, Tony, Thor, Wanda, Pietro, Vision, Bruce, and Clint all following her off of the aircraft. Natasha walked quickly, arriving at the apartment door quickly. They must've looked strange, the Avengers standing in the dark corridor outside of an upscale apartment, all of them still in their gear.
Natasha unlocked the door, opening it quietly. The hallway was dimly light, the scarce light shining from the living room. She could hear the sound of the TV, she smiled, (y/n) must be back to binging her (f/s). Nat turned around, shutting the door on her teammates, enjoying the shock written across their faces but wincing slightly from a pain that came from her side.
She heard the TV pause, "Tash?" Light footsteps came toward her, Nat moving to meet them.
"Hey, babe," she saw her, those lovely (e/c) eyes meeting hers as a delighted smile flitted across her face.
You moved to give her a hug only for her to stop you. You looked at her, confused.
At least, until she smashed her lips onto yours. You responded quickly, your lips moving together perfectly as she backed you up against the wall. Winding one arm around your waist while one held your face. You gasped into the kiss, bringing one hand to the name of her neck while the other settled on her hip.
Nat winced, stopping the kiss before continuing.
But you noticed the small flinch.
"Wait, wait," your mouth murmured against hers as you pulled away. Grabbing her hand and leading her to the couch, you lifted up her shirt. "Tash you should've told me," you sighed, looking at the stitches that Bruce had put there to close the wound.
"Didn't seem to matter-" there was a loud knock at the door, "I'll get it."
"No, you will not." You stood up, "I'll get the door and you relax."
You turned and walked down the hall, Nat heard her open the door and talk to someone. She stood up when she heard the many footsteps coming down the hall. You entered the room, the Avengers coming in after her.
She scowled, "I told you to relax, sit down."
"Lady Widow, who is this beautiful woman?" Thor asked.
Natasha held up her left hand, showing the simple gold and silver band circling her finger. "She's my wife."
"You're married?!"
"The fuck?"
"Since when?"
The Natasha Romanoff brainrot has set in, if you couldn't tell.
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Hi pookie <33
Did you drink water or have any food today? if not please go do so and then read my req, health is important <33
Okay so for my req, I would like hcs and/or scenarios w ranpo, chuuya, sigma, and anyone else you want, with a reader who felt very hot and uncomfortable at night due to hot weather, and thus decided to sleep w/o a shirt, and obvi wearing pants and all that but instead of a shirt she's just wearing smth like a sports bra.
So basically, the reader's s/o gets all flustered and uncomfortable and shy and stuff and ask for permission to do normal stuff like "is it okay for me to hug you?" and "are you sure you're comfortable sleeping w/ me?" I feel like it would be so adorable asjkdaskjdksadj.
(Also the reasoning behind this very specific, I was feeling rlly hot one day at night so i took off my hoodie and slept like that, and my mind went "hmm...this could be a great prompt" so yeah ;-;)
I also would not like any nsfw content ig bc it makes me super uncomfortable, i live for fluff <33
You don't need to take this req if you don't want to, I hope you're doing well and wish a lovely night/day to you <33
stay safe <33
i can stay, if you want?
synopsis - after particular warm nights, you decide to shed some clothing - how do they react?
includes - ranpo, chuuya, sigma
warnings - gn!reader, fluff, slight crack, reader is gn but mentions bra once, reader is mentioned to be shirtless, wc - 855
a/n: hi! health is important! i have had food and water and if you're reading this make sure you have aswell! stay safe yourself <3
ranpo edogawa ★↷
the agencies accomodations weren't exactly a five star hotel but no one complained as they did there purpose. but the most common problem for them was the heat - they weren't exactly well ventilated. most often had to purchase their own or put in a request but not ranpo.
ranpo cared little for the heat. while he disliked it, it didn't bother him that much. but when you began sharing with him it became noticeably warmer inside the small rooms.
and when one particular night became rather humid it affected the both of you. the shared futon was stripped of most bedding and even that didn't really help seeing as ranpo was very clingy. he always said that he couldn't get to sleep if he wasn't cuddling you or you were cuddling him. even if ypu were sweating.
so the solution you came up with was taking of a few layers. temporarily ripping ranpo off you to take off your shirt. ranpo didn't really clock back on until you layed back down next to him. and when he realised his face exploded into red, he was glad it was so dark.
while you weren't exactly naked as you had pants on and a bra should you wear one, but it made him slightly unsure wether he could still hug you. you noticed this hesitation and simply laughed at him saying something along the lines off 'its still fine if you want to cuddle' and that's all he needed.
he quickly got over his flustered state and snuggled back into you. he still was slightly embarrassed in the morning but very quickly learned not to be so embarrassed.
chuuya nakahara ★↷
when you first moved into chuuya's residence you were quite impressed. you were well aware that he made quite the pretty penny but this really hammered the idea home. literally. so it was no surprise that durong warmer day's and night's the rooms were quite well ventillated.
chuuya wasn't the fan of heat. while he wouldn't be picky and most the time didn't mind, sometimes the heat made him sweat a bit too much and he started getting that uncomfortable crawling feeling. but he still never prefered it.
but nothing could prepare either of you for some really warm nights. and there wasn't much else to do about it. even when all duvets and extra blankets were discarded it still felt uncomfortablly warm for you. so while you were getting ready for bed you decided you could do without the top.
you didn't think much about it as you still had most clothes on but the minute you stepped into the shared bedroom you didn't anticipate chuuya's reaction. and you didn't notice. mainly because even though his face was flushed with red he didn't say anything.
he felt as if he couldn't and he didn't even notice himself become hesitant to cuddle you, not until you asked if something was wrong. he simply coughed out a 'are you sure your still comfortable with that?'. you giggled to yourself before saying a simple 'of course'.
while he wasn't entirely comfortable yet, he did really want to hug you. so he did and very soon he got over it and if you continued to do this everytime it got too warm, he would always ask first.
sigma ★↷
he always was so hesitant about every little detail of your relationship. he wanted it all to be absolutely perfect and you had to keep reminding him that as sweet as that was it's not always obtainable. so moving in together was planned to an absolute T.
even when you proposed sleeping in the same room was enough for him to panic. he wanted to, but he was scared to rush things even if you proposed the idea. but you two eventually got there even if he was very flustered at first.
sigma was never one for heat. it made him uncomfortable and while one of the first things he ever saw was a desert, he still disliked it. so the warmer the nights got the more hesitant he was too sleep in the same room seeing as the heat that radiated of both of you could be suffocating.
yet you never minded, perhaps you both settled for a fan or rid the room of any duvets or blankets but eventually you convinced him it was alright. but ot was still overbearing for you.
so much so that you weren't even thinking when you sat up and peeled off your top layer. the action woke sigma and he had to double take to properly register the fact you were indeed now shirtless. if he wasn't embarrassed before, he was now.
he immediately scooted over scared he might cross a boundary like this. and when you asked him what's wrong he responded with 'are you sure your still comfortable hugging me?'. you smiled to yourself and told him 'of course'.
though he was still hesitant and his faced remained red, he continued as before. and even when he woke in the morning before you he got reminded of the situation and got very embarrassed very quickly again.
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a night-in with jotaro
pairing: jotaro kujo x gn!reader
wc: 824
warnings: none
next date →
“What’re we thinkin’, handsome? Moisturizing? Vitalizing? Maybe a little pore action?” You shuffle through your collection of sheet masks, eyeing the taglines of each one. “Ooo, I also have this one that looks like a cat?”
Jotaro looks between you and the stack, hesitant. “Definitely not the cat one.”
You roll your eyes, but move the cat mask and its other animal companions off to one side. He’s no fun.
After a busy few weeks, you and Jotaro had decided to spend the evening in for Valentine’s Day, and now, with your bellies full of take-out from the place you had your first date and a movie queued up in the living room, it’s sheet mask time. Jotaro had let it slip that he’d never tried one before, and like any good significant other would, you made it your mission to introduce him.
Running a thumb over his cheek, you pout. “You already have such nice skin. It’s not fair.” For good measure, you pinch the chub of it, what little there is, and smooch his forehead. “My pretty little valentine.” Despite his little scowl, you feel the heat of his skin against your fingertips. “How about a vitalizing one? This one’s got roses on it. Very on theme.”
You hold the package out to him and he inspects it, flipping it over to read both sides. “That’s fine.”
“Want me to put it on for you?”
“Mmm, sure.”
Pushing him to sit on the closed toilet lid, you reach around to pull a little pink hair clip from the bathroom drawer. Jotaro’s pretty blue eyes slip closed as you brush stray waves from his forehead and pin them back with the clip.
“Ready?”
He hums, muttering, “As I’ll ever be.”
You tear open the mask, and spread it across his face, making sure the holes for his eyes and mouth are where they should be. “How’s that?”
“It feels like seaweed.”
Rolling your eyes, you smooth out the last wrinkle in the sheet. Deeming it perfect, you squeeze his shoulders. “Alright, handsome. Let your first face mask experience begin. And before you take it off,” you warn, poking a finger into his chest, “don’t forget to rub the leftover serum into your skin. It’s a very important step.”
He nods before fixing his gaze on the stack on the counter. “Which one are you gonna do?”
“Hmm,” you drag your fingers over the pile and a mask in a green package catches your eye. It’s a hydrating tea tree mask boasting the perfect serum for sensitive skin. Just what you need. “I think this one.”
He plucks it from between your fingers, and switches places with you before you can even blink, lowering you to sit on the toilet lid just as he had. “Lemme do it.”
Jotaro mimics your movements exactly, carefully moving the stray hair from your face before spreading the mask across your skin. He even goes the extra step to stretch the mouth hole just slightly so you have a little more room to move it. He gently smooths his thumb down the bridge of your nose, an affectionate smile tugging at his mouth. “Done.”
Twenty minutes later, and with the rom-com still playing in the living room, you and Jotaro venture back into the bathroom, ready to slide the face masks off and continue with your night.
You watch as Jotaro carefully peels the mask from his skin, discarding it before standing next to you in the mirror to work the rest of the serum into his skin, just as you’d told him to do. He finishes before you, much less meticulous than you are about it, and when he’s done, he just... stares. And it would be nerve-wracking if it was anyone else, those piercing blue eyes boring into your features, but it’s Jotaro. Jotaro whose face softens as he watches you move, whose love, though quiet, is ever-present.
“What?” You giggle, eyeing him through the mirror. “Something on my face?”
A shake of his head, a shrug of his shoulders. “You look pretty, ‘s all.”
Your cheeks heat up as you turn around to take his face into your palm. And maybe it defeats the whole purpose, doting on him and touching his face so shortly after using face masks, but you can’t help it. He softens even further, sinking into your hand with ease.
Jotaro’s hand comes up to close over your own, large fingers curling until their tips find a home against your palm. His thumb skirts over your pointer finger as he tells you, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“You sap,” you coo, lips curling affectionately as you watch his eyes roll at the comment. You press close to him to land a peck on the corner of his mouth. When he tilts his head closer, wordlessly asking for another kiss, you plant one right to the center of his lips. “Happy Valentine’s Day, handsome.”
#jotaro x reader#jotaro kujo x reader#jotaro imagine#jotaro kujo imagine#jjba x reader#jjba imagine#jjba fluff#jotaro fluff#moonbeamwritings valentine's day 2023
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Chaelisa "Chella Action
(Lisa x Rose, 800 words) Lisa and Rose have fun at Coachella
Tags: Lesbian action, Dialogue, Fisting, brief vomiting, cumplay, harsh language
"Really Lisa?"
"What, Rose?"
"This is the best you could find?"
"Hey, I don't want to hear any complaints, this is the best one I could get that was... unspoiled."
"Where did you even find it anyways?"
"Passed out next to the main stage, I think she missed him since he was unconscious."
"Well judging by the screaming Jennie is still going at it."
"Mhmm, so be happy we don't get her sloppy seconds for once, this one is fresh!"
"I'm surprised you didn't just grab some of her leftovers, considering what a perverted whore you are, you should like cleaning up after your betters."
"Wow fuck you too bitch, at least I'm not a sadistic... oh, shut up, shut up, he's waking up! Ahem- Hello there, how are you feeling, good? Oh don't bother getting up silly, we'll be joining you down there soon enough."
"Ugh, do we really have to fuck him in the dirt?"
"Its COACHELLA, everything is covered in dirt!"
"Well some of us, dislike rutting on the ground like animals!"
"Okay, then go find a fucking clean mattress then, I'll be busy enjoying myself."
"FINE. But I get to go first."
"Um, no. I don't want you to ruin him like you do with all of your... slaves. The last one was literally jizzing blood!"
"Oh please, you were just on your period Lisa, and anyways I don't want your filthy cunt juices smeared all over my... dildo."
"Heh, you were going to say 'slave' weren't you?"
"Its called wordplay whore, maybe you should figure it out before writing another song."
"....Ouch"
"..."
"..."
"Okay, I'm sorry, that was a little too harsh."
"It's fine, that just means I get to go first. God you are so easy to manipulate, its a wonder you manage to domme anyone at all..."
"Hey!"
"Too late! Hello again my darling little pet, ready to make my insides all juicy? Don't mind Rose there, she's just mad about going last! So make sure to fuck me good and proper, if you cum before I do, I'll make sure you get it up again..."
"..."
"What's wrong Rose, still mad that you're going to be cleaning up after me again? You can just stand there and watch as I ride- wait Rose. What are you doing back there with your hand? Wait, no. Get lube you idiot! Get lube! LUBE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!"
"Oh shut up you slut, I know you love it rough. This is payback for earlier, whore"
"Oh fuck... Rose I can feel your fist in my stomach... oh god I'm gonna! Blooooargh!"
"That's disgusting! Could you not puke everywhere like a cheap whore? You really do deserve to get fucked on the ground you filthy animal."
"Hah- I- hah, I don't want to hear that from the fucking bitch who just shoved her arm up my ass!"
"Lisa, you came like twice from this, don't deny you're not enjoying this."
"Urrrgh, I'm going to force feed you so much cum after this you bitch..."
"I'd love to see you try, by the time I'm done with you I doubt your loose holes will be able to hold anything in them at all!"
"Ghurk Ghurk Ghurk GHUAH! Is that all you've got Rose, I've fucked virgins who could plow me harder than that!"
"...Um Lisa."
"Huh...? What?"
"Look down."
"...Oh, he passed out again."
"...Did he finish?"
"Hmm.... yup I can feel his load in there! I guess he came so hard he blacked out!"
"Pfffft, you really do suck at choosing fuck meat!"
"Yeah yeah I don't want to hear it! Also uh, Rose?"
"Yes Lisa?"
"Want to keep fisting me?
"Sigh, fine. But only if you eat me out afterwards."
"Deal! And you can degrade me all you want and shit while I'm doing it."
"You do know how to push my buttons don't you?"
"Oh yeah, and afterwards, want to try and find some more pets? Surely Jennie can't fuck her way through all of them!"
"With Jisoo helping her out? Seriously?"
"Well I guess we can be on cleanup duty again..."
"Are you fine with sloppy seconds?"
"Are you really asking me that?"
"Fine, as long as you clean them off first for me..."
"Rose dear, I always do. Now shouldn't you be, um?"
"Oh right! Only if you ask nicely though, Lisa."
"I hate you."
"That works!"
"OH FUCK! HARDER ROSE HARDER!"
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daryl dixon x fem reader
WARNINGS: emotional reader, crying, rude daryl, mentions of weapons, pet names, soft smut, boner, grinding, dry sex.
Daryl never trusted anyone, it was just a common fact, it wasn't a shock why he was the introvert of the group.
He had been an outsider his whole life peering onto the others in a group wondering why he hadn't fit in with them.
y/n wandered her way up to a separate cell block of the prison where Daryl had spent his time alone carving up pieces of wood or simply just thinking about every damn life experience he's ever had.
y/n knocked on the doorframe watching him draw his crossbow at the shock, "woah!" she shouted raising her hands away from her hips where her knife and gun were holstered.
Daryl let out a sigh staring back up at the bottom of the bunk rested above him, "don't sneak up on people like that y/n" he spoke bitterly adjusting the cuffs on his leather jacket.
"i did try to knock" she spoke jokingly but she could see he wasn't amused so she pushed her smile away sitting against the edge of the bed where his feet had rested.
"lemme guess the group needs somethin" he grumbled reaching for his belt where everything he needed was attached but she stopped him with the grasp of her hand.
"no they don't everything's all fine" she could see his hand slip back behind his head to prop it up while he looked at her.
"why ya here then y/n" he spoke harshly watching her gulp at his bitter tone, he noticed her fists bawled up and her eyes looking away from his almost like she was gonna cry.
"j-just wanted to check on you" she spoke meekly feeling her voice crack, she wished daryl wasn't as bitter to her because in reality all she was tryna do was be sweet to him.
"i can assure ya i'm fine i don't need anyone to check up on me" he spat at her, he could hear a sniffle come from her while she wiped her eyes trying to hide the fact she was letting a few tears slip.
she tried to speak but her voice croaked and only a meek sob came out from her mouth, he frowned softly grabbing her wrists to pull her head onto his chest.
"shh shh shh i'm sorry sugar" he cooed to her rubbing her hair while he could feel her face nuzzling into his neck , trying to hold her cries back but nothing was working.
"it's okay princess c'mon look at me" she looked up at him with puffy eyes and still a single tear slipped down her cheek to which he wiped it away with a soft smile.
"that's good sugar just focus on me, now tell me why yer crying is it cause of me?" he asked knowing the obvious answer but he wanted her to feel like he was there like he was listening to make her feel better.
"j-just wanna be around you dar" she admitted shyly feeling his hands rubbing over hers, his coarse fingertips skimming her gentle skin.
"why is that y/n? what about rick or the others i'm sure they'll keep ya company when yer lonely hmm?" he asked watching her bite down onto her inner cheek and look down at their hands.
"c'mon look at me, talk to me tell me what's wrong" he used his hand to move her chin so that she was looking at him, he could feel her squirm slightly at the eye contact but his hands held her still.
"i don't like them like t-that" she admitted watching his brows furrow his eyes softening at the realization.
he placed a soft kiss on her hands making a trail up her arms, "oh princess ya gotta crush isn't that what i'm a hearin"
he smiled at her watching her face turn to the color of a red rose, now she felt restless in her position her crotch accidentally glided against his making him groan out,
"stop squirmin" he didn't know how to tell her that he was enjoying her body on top of his he didn't have the right words.
"im s-sorry" she spoke shyly a factor that he liked,
She was shy to the group, a good shooter but when it came down to personality they were both the loners both the ones who didn't fit in when it came to any final draws.
"sugar ya got a crush it's normal i just never thought it'd me me ya know?" he shrugged using his hands to lift up her shirt slightly, just so he could feel the bare skin of her waist.
"why not you?" she questioned watching his expression turn quickly mopey while she looked at him. "not so good for ya" he spoke squeezing at her sides, she tilted her head at his words.
"you're perfect for me dar, you're smart and you help this group out alot!" she spoke eagerly accidentally letting her body jump at her excitement of just talking to him.
she could hear him let out a groan when her hips slammed down onto his, he was praying that he wouldn't grow a boner over just the small touch of her body squirming over him.
this time he gripped her waist harder to prevent her from moving, "god princess i can't hold it back anymore ya can't keep squirming like this all over me ya know it makes it impossible" he tossed his head against the pillows trying to sink back from his words.
he watched her frown like she had done something wrong, "ya did nothing sweetheart it's just-" he stopped looking down to see the bulge that had formed in his pants.
"c-can i help you dar" she asked with a pleading smile feeling as his hands squeezed at her sides, he hesitantly gave her a soft yes from his mouth feeling her starting to grind against his bulge.
he let out a grunt before hearing a soft moan slip from her lips making him swallow harshly, he liked y/n.
He liked everything about her even if his brother had constantly taunted her and called her weak, even if she would cry over the smallest things, he hadn't cared about that,
he hadn't cared about her flaws.
"oh god" she whined as her hands pressed into his abdomen feeling the hardness of his abs press back against her, she could feel almost like a knot in her stomach, almost like something inside her was begging to just be released from her.
she started whimpering aloud catching Daryl's attention, "what's wrong doll hmm? ya close?" he asked rubbing the side of her cheek, she let a tear slip down it while she could feel the knot coming looser and looser with each movement of their hips.
"gonna cum p-please" she cried feeling daryl wipe a tear from her cheek, "c'mon cum for me" at his words she could feel the knot come loose as a warm puddle of juices shot into her panties.
he came with her feeling his cum seep into his boxers making its way free into his jeans, he could see her panting and whispering softly,
"such a pretty girl aren't ya, ya did a very good job doll" he whispered kissing the top of her head with a dim smile.
"lemme get ya some new clothes doll" he spoke slipping up from the bed he could hear her whine while he slipped his body away from his, he made his way into a closet where they stored the clothes pulling out a pair of panties and a new pair of jeans he smiled.
Daryl slipped back into the prison cell helping her changed as he looked away to respect her privacy, he changed himself before tossing off his shirt onto his work bench and laying down on the mattress feeling his back sink into it.
He held his arms open so that she'd slip into them and she did so gently burying her face in his neck, "that make ya feel better" he asked softly combing through her hair with his fingers.
"mhm" she mumbled soaking even further into him to take up his body heat while the prison grew colder and colder by the minute.
"ya know i love you right?" he asked feeling her let out a soft hum against the crook of his neck, "i love you to dar" she smiled closing her eyes and taking the softness of his embrace.
"get some sleep doll"
A/N: no spoilers for the twd finale but omfg i cried, i sobbed so many times i literally was violently sobbing because of that episode i honestly am going to miss the show :((
#daryl fanfiction#the walking dead#daryl dixon#daryl dixon smut#daryl x reader#daryl dixon fanfic#twd daryl#twd smut#twd#smut#daryl x female reader#female reader
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oh, hmm, hi !! (＠＾◡＾) it's my first time asking for a request so i'm not sure how to do it right + english isn't my first language so ...haha, i'm sorry if there's some mistakes in my request !
can you do some hsr characters (dhjfjsksks but could you include sampo pls) with a doctor s/o? and s/o is like. a very caring and nice person who worries about their loved ones deeply! maybe a bit motherly, even. so yeah, doctor s/o with a soft, gentle and caring personality it is! (´▽`)
oh gosh i'm so worried i've made some spelling mistakes or something ...but i suppose i made my request at least understandable, haha !! have a good day and don't forget to stay hydrated, take your meds if it's needed !! meoww ♡ ～('▽^人)
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A/N: Hello, thank you so much for this super cute request! Your English is just fine and I understood everything perfectly, so please don't worry! Thank you, for your kind reminders too! I hope, that I was able to do this well!<33
Featured characters: Sampo, Gepard, Blade
Content: Established relationship, mentions of injuries or sickness, doctor reader, fluff sfw
Reader has no set pronouns!
((Not fully proofread, so excuse me for any mistakes!))
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》Sampo Koski
He at first never went to you, whenever he got injured or sick. It was unclear, whether it was out of fear of disappointing you or him not wanting to be a burden. But he just never visited you for his issues. In fact, he attempted to hide his injuries from you at first, until you gently coaxed him into your arms for a check up.
The way you treated him so gently and kindly during your treatments, made him change his mind on hiding his injuries or sickness ever again. You were so soft with him, always reassuring him that everything will be alright and that you'll always take good care of him. It made him finally let his guard down and be vulnerable with you. Just you.
He'll maybe even let himself get injured on purpose, just so you can take care of him again. You always gently scold him for not being careful enough, but all he'll respond with is a dreamy grin.
You're also the only doctor he ever goes to after that, just because he loves you taking care of him so much. Besides, he gets to also visit and see you during it too, so it's a great way to spend time with you.
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》Gepard Landau
He immideatly goes to you, whenever he returns from the front lines, injured or not. He knows he can count on you taking care of whatever problems he has and comfort him after his long, hard work days.
Loves watching you whilst you treat him too, his heart warming at the sight of you worrying and doting on him. It makes him feel at peace and relaxed. Even if you scold him for not taking better care of himself out there. But he knows you understand him better than anyone else ever could, so he takes your scoldings to heart.
He hates worrying you and therefore makes sure to be much more precise and careful on the frontlines. He noticed, that it helped him out in his work as captain too with his soldiers.
Gepard is grateful for all the hard work you do and thanks you everyday for it. You may think, that there is no need for him to do so, but he believes that it's the bare minimum he can say for all the love you've given him.
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》Blade
You practically have to gently scold him everyday for the amount of injuries he gets, but it's ofcourse because you care for and love him so much. He usually waves your concerns off and let's you bandage him up with stubborn words, but he also secretly feels warm inside at your gentle affection.
You're the only doctor, or person for that matter, that he trust enough to help him. He wouldn't let anyone but you touch him and he'd rather suffer from his injuries, until he gets to you. You scold him for this too, but he doesn't care. If it's not you taking care of him, then he'd rather die.
He however also was too stubborn to come to you at first. He didn't want to appear weak and certainly not vulnerable. His pride and ego didn't allow him to go to you, even with his worst injuries. Until one day, you were so worried for him, that you cried.
He definitely went to you everytime after that, not wanting to upset you ever again in that way. While he will still grumpily complain that he's fine, seeing you smile in relief that he came to you, makes it all worth it.
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A/N: I hope this was okay! Thank you again for the cute request!<33
#honkai star rail fanfic#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x you#hsr x reader#hsr blade#hsr blade x reader#hsr sampo#hsr sampo x reader#hsr gepard#hsr gepard x reader
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Hi I love your neighbor!Ben oneshot!! Can I ask if you have anymore headcanons for him?
—aw hi nonnie! ofc i do, i'm always thinking about neighbor!ben. thank you for sending in an ask <3
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neighbor!BEN SOLO...
— he is most definitely the kind of neighbor to knock on your door and ask for sugar or some shit. he always insists it's for leia, but he won't admit that he's the one telling his mom that he'll run over to yours and ask.
"hey neighbor, mom wanted to know if you have any powdered sugar?"
"gosh ben, i just gave you some."
— he loves spending his free time in his garage, wide open, blaring music and working on his (and han's) car. i think these songs would be frequently playing from his speaker, 1 | 2 | 3
— insists on mowing your grass, even though your dad can do it just fine. no, ben likes having an excuse to strut around shirtless in your yard. he also will never accept payment for it.
"i can't let you pay me, sir. it's really no trouble."
— when he and his parents get invited over for dinner he'll make sure to ask you about all things poli-sci (he loves to bring up his minor all the time), headlining legal news, and nineteeth century philosophers. if you can keep up with him, he'll get sardonic and try to get you to fumble. if you're lost, he'll be subtly demeaning and solipsistic.
"let me guess? you think dostoevsky had the world figured out don't you?"
"yes. why? do you want me to follow the teachings of comte as religiously as you?"
he'd grin, "i'm just making conversation, kid."
— ben would always go on night runs, and on days he actually gets off on time, they end up coenciding with the time you walk your dog. he'll find so much joy in catching up to you and annoying the absolute shit out of you.
"you and cujo should really speed up, i can't jog the entire time."
"no one asked you to stay with us."
— on the night run note, one evening he'd see a 'missing dog' poster that barely resembles yours and he'd accuse you of being a dog napper.
"holy shit kid, you can't steal people's dogs!"
"shut up solo! i haven't stolen anyone's dog."
"oh yeah? then why does this ankle biter look exactly like the one in the picture?"
— he really would just do any stupid or barely thought-out thing to get your attention
— he has no personal space, at least when it comes to you. he'll brush against you no question to grab something, he'll let his hands rest on your shoulders when he's behind you, and he'll cut your steak for you without even giving you a questioning glance.
"i can do some things myself you know." you'd groan, when he begins to cut your rib-eye.
only for your mother to pipe in, "honey he's being nice! ignore her ben!"
— ben would constantly be invited to family trips, dinners, and events. especially when your parents catch wind that leia and han aren't home much. so expect ben solo to come along for a day trip into the city with you and your parents.
"you don't have to follow me around. i can navigate a museum on my own."
"chill out, kid. i'm just trying to get a good eye on the best installation."
you'd pause, "are you... talking about me?"
with a smirk he'd reply, "you'd like that, wouldn't you."
— you'd take up a little job tending to leia's garden when she's away, and ben will always make sure to keep you in his eyes. he likes the way you look in overalls and his old batman potting gloves.
— after you're done in the garden he'll give you a glass of homemade lemonade with a sprig of mint. he lets you poke fun of him for it.
"all for me, solo?"
"hmm, who else?"
— just like ben, you refuse to be paid for your little side gig. but ben will always leave a crisp twenty in your mailbox the day after. you take them and keep them in a red envelope with the words, 'from hot neighbor', written on the flap in sharpie.
han would catch him doing it one day and say, "can't pay yourself a girlfriend, son."
ben would just roll his eyes, "it's not even like that. i'm just trying to not be a cheapskate like you."
"sure, son. whatever you say."
#ben solo x reader#ben solo x y/n#modern!ben solo#neighbor!ben solo#ben solo#kylo ren x reader#kylo x reader#kylo ren#ben solo headcanons
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SAMUEL SEO FLUFF >>>>>>
Honestly. Why are we all simping for this unhinged man? Present company included. He's an absolute menace to society but for some reason I just want him to be happy and at peace.
Samuel Seo x Reader: Spectacles
You hover in the store, trying on different pairs of glasses as a way to kill time.
Lucky for you, your vision remains 20/20. No matter how many times you were scolded to not sit too close to the television, stare at a screen too long, or read with proper lighting, you have avoided the need for specs.
Still, it's fun to accessorise.
An arm snakes its way round your waist while you admire your reflection. An outlandish and aggressively pink pair of frames rests on your face.
"Beautiful as ever," Samuel eyes follow your movement, "But I'm not sure you need those."
You feel your lips lift at the compliment as you return them to the stand, "How did it go?"
"Fine, still the same prescription. We can go grab some lunch now if you prefer?"
"Wait, hold on," You wander to a collection a few displays over. "I found some glasses that I think would really suit you!"
You hold out a particularly obnoxious pair, horn-rimmed and tortoise-shell. Samuel lets out a snort, and indulges you. He takes off his own stylish and sophisticated glasses and hands them over, his eyes flashing playfully.
As soon as he wears them, you can't help bursting out laughing. He inspects himself in the mirror and snickers too.
"I've worked my way up, just to have my reputation destroyed by these. I'm not sure anyone at work would or could take me seriously."
One after another, you hand him multiple styles. Each somehow more distasteful and objectionable than the last - round and owlish ones, excessively thick purple frames, another comically oversized that takes over half Samuel's face, aviators reminiscent of dodgy men from the 80's.
Between your giggling and his chuckling, the next 30 minutes passes by in a blur.
Upon returning back the final pair, you couldn't help but comment earnestly, "You're so handsome, Sammy. I think you actually could pull off any of these."
Samuel rewards you with a self-satisfied smile, "Come on Y/N, are we done here?"
"Hmm... What about contacts?"
"What about them?"
"Just at the weekend or whatever. Maybe it would be nice to actually see your eyes y'know," You hesitate slightly, "Without a barrier."
Without a barrier? All his life, Samuel had been building a wall around him. An impenetrable fortress. His glasses have become his shield to the world. And now you want him to start to break this down for you?
He reflects on the past 30 minutes of silliness, the days and nights and months and years spent with you. Both the deep, meaningful conversations and the light hearted banter. The secrets and hopes and dreams shared with promises to always remain loyal.
Maybe it would be nice, he agrees.
#dragged into my samuel era screaming and kicking and crying#lookism x reader#lookism hc#lookism headcanons#samuel seo#samuel seo x reader#big deal golden era#lookism fic#lookism fanfic#lookism manhwa#lookism webtoon#seo seongun#wannaeatramyeon
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Since requests about hybrids have your blessing, could I request something with Kaeya hvaing a catgirl S/O who is very selective about who she allows to touch her ears and when they’re allowed to do so? With the exception of Kaeya, who gets to touch her ears whenever he wants (which is often) and who has mastered the technique of petting/scritching her ears exactly how she likes and making her purr like a motor. Also, Kaeya is the only one allowed to touch her tail, no other exceptions.
UWU HEWWO :3
Cat hybrids aren't rare in Mondstat, after all Diona and her whole clan exist but he does think it's really funny sometimes to see a grown man, built like a tree with a voice as deep as the Chasm wandering over to get some work done while donning the smallest little ears and keeping his tail wrapped around his waist to avoid it being tugged.
Kaeya will not admit he's really wanted to try tugging on a tail to see what will happen. Especially not to you. No, there's no way he's going to admit that he really wants to yank on your tail, or spoil you with extra attention.
It didn't take that long for him to realise that you wanted him to shower him in that attention. Just took a few times of draping yourself over his lap for him to finally catch on, rubbing your stomach a little confused, but smiling hard to himself at the purring and little noises you'd make for him.
He had no idea that it was just a him thing though. Of course you won't let anyone get too friendly but he thought simple little ear rubs would be okay with everyone. This was explained to him quite overtly when he saw how you respond to being touched, hand on his sword and ready to go at the sound you made at the foyer.
The sharp yowl sound immediately makes Kaeya jump out of his seat, running over to you as he recognised your voice. He's ready to attack, worried something happened when he sees a knight's hand close to your head, your ears flicked back as you stare at the other person menacingly.
"Nobody touches my ears. Got it?"
He can hear you growling, canines poking out between your lips as you stare them down. Kaeya can hear the apologies slipping out of their lips, trying to keep you calm as they look to him desperately.
"Captain, please! You have to understand I had no idea this would happen!"
"It's fine, it's fine. Isn't it darling?"
Your head whips around at the sound of Kaeya's voice, demeanor immediately brightening when you see him. You bound over, tail following after you happily as you nuzzle into his hand. Kaeya hesitantly brushes over your ears, worried that you had a headache of some sort and that's what aggravated you.
"I love when you pet me. You're so good at it," you purr, escaping from his hand to press a kiss to his cheek.
"You don't have a headache?"
"No? I just don't want anybody touching my ears if they aren't you."
He stares at you, blinking before laughing a little and cupping your face affectionately.
"My little kitty only lets me touch, hmm?" he teases, scratching behind your ears and laughing again as you hum happily at his touches.
"Of course. You'd never hurt me, and you pet me so well. Never stop."
He is definitely going to hold that over your head, tease you about how much you like him touching you. Additionally, he does think that it's such an honor to be given such a privilege, wanting to use it to his advantage at any time.
Every time he pets you he thinks of it as this rare and special treat no matter how many times it's been, holding you tight and even (with permission) tugging on your tail just to hear you make the cutest little noise before batting at his chest.
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Neopronouns are not even real pronouns. A pronoun is a noun used to describe a living being. They/Them is fine, they are real pronouns used in the English language. And yes, while I think there is no possible way for someone who has boy or girl genes to actually be non-binary, I will respect them as a person. But, neopronouns, however, are way over the top. I’ve seen people online who identify as like, xe/xem. That’s ridiculous, they’re not even a part of the English language. I’ve seen one person who identified as shark/sharkself. That is so annoying. I’m not gonna call you “shark” bro. Nobody is gonna call you that, except for maybe people as delusional as you. So, I’m conclusion, yes, neopronouns are ridiculous and stupid and unnecessary. Whoever uses them certainly needs mental help, but instead we are celebrating and giving them parades and telling them it’s fine and not stupid at all to identify as a fucking shark.
That being said, if we Normalize these outrageous neopronouns, I don't think I'll be able to handle meeting another three or more person with unique neopronouns, I don’t think I'll care about memorizing them if we don’t get along. I can only imagine that inside their head they are going like “Why can’t everyone understand me? why can’t anyone respect me? why can’t anyone get along with me? me… me…me…”. This is just starting to become a narcissistic play.
It’s just sad that you yourself are intentionally creating a situation that excludes you from other people. You are making yourself too different, you eventually get depressed, commit die and well, will anybody care about you in the end?
Pronouns replace nouns and they are a part of a language. Not something we just make up because we think we are more special than anyone else.
Also, this stuff only appeals to children, or adults with some sort of arrested development. No mature human being would want to go by “cupcakeself”.
We all have names. If you want to rebel against pronouns why can’t you just use your name? Be “Johnself” or “Sallyself” or something people can remember. We aren’t going to trouble ourselves to memorize some made up nounself words.
You’re lucky if we can remember your name let alone some made up ridiculousness.
I hope everyone with neopronouns die.
hey anon. anon. just a question for you. does that Actually Genuinely affect you? like at all? do you know anyone in real life who uses neopronouns? or is it just people online who are literally just minding their business. hmm?
also. all words are made up dingus it came free with your fucking language. we make up words all the time. selfie is in the dictionary now. it wasnt 50 years ago. does that make it not a real word? no. it does not. because language is a tool used by human beings to describe ourselves and the world around us, and to communicate ideas and knowledge. do you think we just. found a dictionary under a rock one day?
if neopronouns bother you that much, just block people who use them. block the neopronoun tag. or perhaps just get off tumblr. touch some grass. focus on a real problem instead of people online using words you dont like. there are people dying right now anon. the planet is on fire. sharkself pronouns arent hurting you.
also. you said that neopronouns only appeal to children, then said that all neopronoun users should die. so... you think children should die? you want children to kill themselves anon? is that what you want? you seem like a lovely person /s
and seeing as you mentioned nonbinary people. you know that there are more sexes than just male and female right? like biologically. they taught you male and female in school to simplify things for your developing brain, like how they tell you that electrons are particles and you cant square root -1. but once you start studying these things at a more in depth level, you realise that they arent that simple at all. biological sex exists on a spectrum. it is a collection of attributes that can behave any number of ways. including hormones, genitalia, chromosomes, secondary sex characteristics, and more.
furthermore, gender and sex are not the same thing. but i cant be bothered to explain that to you because you will refuse to understand it anyway, and ive wasted enough time talking to you as it is.
if you send me anything like this again im just going to delete it, but i wanted to at least try and talk some sense into you first.
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Request: heeeyaaa Laura.. I hope you're doing fine. I'm here again for request, sorry can't get enough with your writing. It always makes me happy whenever i read here in your account..i hope you don't mind me asking a request again and again.. For my request can i have a HC for Nozel, Fuegoleon and Julius being needy and wants to have sexy time with s/o and trying to give a hint to them. If you're not comfortable on doing this it's fine by me.. Don't stop writing because i know a lot of your followers not just me is in love your works...^^
A/N: Hiya! I’m doing okay. Uni is easying on me, but I will have about a week where I will be working, while still having a couple of exams. But y’know. It’s life ^^’
We haven’t had smut on this blog for a good while, so it’s more than the time for it. So, I do hope that you like these! ^^
Pairing: Nozel x gn!reader, Fuegoleon x gn!reader, Julius x gn!reader
Fanfic type: Headcanons
Genre: smut
Total length: ~1.0k
Warnings: suggestive themes, the guys are being needy but are trying to be subtle about it (or then not), minors DNI
Nozel
Nozel has always had trouble expressing, verbally, what he wishes. It is merely a matter of not finding the right words, as they can sound rather vulgar in his mind. ‘Vulgar’ in the sense that he doesn’t want to sound like he’s insisting, like he’d have such desires. While in fact he does.
If he sees that lustful twinkle in the corner of your eyes, he has no issue with taking charge and merely scooping you into his arms, taking you by the hand, and ravishing your neck while leaving hungry kisses all over your skin. And at times, when he’s feeling devoid, the gracing of his teeth.
But when it comes from him, from his own carnal desires, taking charge seems too straight forward. Too insisting. Unfitting for a noble. He is not a brute, mind you.
The trouble is, that he grows so frustrated from it. To not know how to approach you about it, when all he’d really need to do is whisper ‘I want you’ into your ear. But to him it can’t be something so simple. And even in that there is the idea of insisting to him. Which he doesn’t wish to do. It is not something for him to insist.
So, you’d see him growing more irritated, which in all honesty could be about anything. It could be about work, about politics, someone irritating… Or… then it could be about how the fabric of his trousers seems to be growing too snug…
His eyes would narrow into a near glare, and his jaw would be tense, which would be only really visible when he winds up close to you… So, very very… close~
And there is the hint. In how he lingers around you, nearly over you, with those hungry eyes and a tense jaw while struggling to withhold from shifting in his seat. Which he does.
“Hmm~” you’d need to hum, and look at him with a smirk, and he’d know, that you know.
Fuegoleon
He wouldn’t have an issue with speaking out a gentle love confession to your ear, or perhaps even whispering something deliciously lustful into your ear… but such words are reserved for the bedroom, and not for places where anyone can hear. Because your private life should be private.
Thus, he dares not approach you too keenly, too much with intent. Because surely there is time, and opportunity, later. Surely.
But there is such sweet anguish having to simply look at you, there, being so irresistible, especially when he may not. Or should not. Or… perhaps he’d may and could, and it’d be a wish, a desire of a mere mortal man that he was, and a wish that involved his beloved, so it was more than mere carnal desire but… Still. He could think and try to reason to himself about it endlessly, but it’d do very little to quench the passion within him.
He is a man of passion, after all.
So, he’d need to be content in watching, and waiting. Because he does have self-restraint. He can wait. He might not like it, but it doesn’t matter. He’s not controlled by his desires.
But… you could see how his brows would be furrowed, and his breathing would grow heavier, nearly animalistic. Like a lion growling under his breath. And you’d recognize those eyes, the gaze he’d give you; his bedroom eyes that seem to tell you ‘I must have you’.
And if you’d want to tease him further, you could. You could see him practically squirm in his seat, while it’d be only internal. Under that surface of calm, would be a storm, for which you’d pay, later, in the best possible way. With your gasps and moans~
Julius
Julius is a tease, and knows it. And he knows that you know it. But there’s a fun in it, in being a bit of a tease.
He’s start with a smirk that would be… a bit smug, a bit more than the smirk he usually gives. And it’d be accompanied with a compliment of any kind. “You look lovely today”, “you’re having a good hair day today dear”, “is that a new shirt, looks good on you.” But in them there would be a hidden depth, the kind that you’ve never been able to quite put your finger on. Like there was a sentence left unspoken. Such as “and you’d look lovelier on the bed”, “but you make bedhead look amazing”, “but you’d look better without any.”
And he knows that he has time magic on this side, so he could just steal you away any time that would seem suitable. Not even necessarily convenient, but suitable for the two of you.
He’d touch your hand, or arm, place his broad hand onto your back and just… smirk at you. And in that smirk there’d be a hint of sins heaven has to offer.
Especially when he leans closer, and whispers to your ear “want to go somewhere? For a moment…?” And he’d click his tongue, just enough to make butterflies flutter in your stomach and warmth course through you.
But he’d always pull away at a convenient moment to look composed and non-suspecting to others. Another thing that comes with his teasing.
The delicate balance of a teasing touch, a smirk, and words whispered in a way that they’re whispered to only a lover. He’s both a very subtle, and a non-subtle man. Which makes it infuriatingly delicious.
#black clover fanfiction#black clover headcanons#nozel x reader#nozel silva x reader#nozel smut#fuegoleon x reader#fuegoleon vermillion x reader#julius x reader#julius novachrono x reader#black clover smut#steamy
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do you have more of that no one cares au
I had no idea that No One Cares AU would be so much of a hot take tbh kjshdfl I thought it wasn't very original. BUT THIS IS GOOD NEWS I've loved everyone takes that they added hehe.
So um I went a bit off the rails with this response,,
Danny w/ the ghosts:
Sam: “Danny, the box ghost is back.”
D: “What’s he doing?”
Sam: “Some lady by the flower store gave him all her recyclable cardboard. He’s building a fort. You wanna go get rid of him, or?”
D: “What, no. He’ll get bored and go home, you know that.”
Sam: “Why do you look upset, then?”
D: “He didn’t invite us to his fort :( “
Sam: “We’re at school, though-”
D: “IT’S THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING, SAM.”
T: “Tell me more about this…internet web site.”
Tucker: “YOU’VE ASKED THE RIGHT PERSON.”
T: “I asked the ghost child, actually, BUT YOU SEEM MUCH MORE SOCIABLE.”
D: “Oh, sure, he seems more sociable now, not when he kicks my ass at video games, but go off I guess.”
T: “WHAT IS THIS ABOUT A VIDEO PLAYING GAMES I HEAR.”
Tucker: “dude you thinking about what im thinking? Technus, buddy, we’re going to show you a fighting game, you’ll love it.”
T: “A VIDEO THAT FIGHTS GAMES- THAT SOUNDS COOL”- punches danny in the face- “I’LL GO FIRST, WHERE IS VIDEO PART AT.”
D: “Actually you gave me an idea. we play smash bros WHILE fighting.”
T: “THIS SOUNDS HIP AND POPPING LET’S DO THAT.”
Tucker: “I’ll keep score.”
E: “Haha you think I could brainwash all the teens with my sick ass tunes if I tried?”
D: “Oh, worm? Probably. But I don't think you need to brainwash anyone though, everyone already loves your music.”
E: “Ain’t that right. Okay, dipstick, wanna see how far I can throw you with my new guitar chord instead?”
D: “Yes.”
S: “Where are you, whelp? I’ll get my hands on that pelt of yours, mark my words.”
D: “Mark? I thought you were Skulker.”
S: “You cannot hide from the Ghost Zone’s greatest hunter!”
D: “No, I can, you just don’t want me to. I get that, that’s cool. I gotta get back to class though, you want to pick this up later?”
S: “Oh. I was looking forward to deadly hide and seek :(“
D: “You’ll get your shot big guy. Just don’t terrorize anyone until school’s out? Or do you want to get in the thermos for time out-”
S: “No. Do you want to get in my net to see how far I can throw you?”
D: “Yes. See if you can launch me right into my classroom and I’ll give you an extra kick to the face, deal?”
S: “A true hunter knows patience and never backs down from a challenge.”
D: “I love how dramatic you are.“
School:
Mr. L: “Mr. Fenton, where are you going?”
D: “Ghost.���- goes ghost in the middle of the classroom -
Mr. L: “Which one?”
D: “Eh, dunno.”
P: “Danny, you like the stars and stuff, right?”
D: “I do like space, yes.”
P: “Tell me about the signs- I’m trying to win an argument, Star says our signs aren’t compatible, but they totes are.”
D: “Um. Do it anyway.”
P: “Isn’t it important though?”
D: “Do it anyway.”
P: “So true, bestie, thanks.”
D: “I just do stuff regardless of the consequences.”
P: “So true bestie, thanks.”
V: “Cujo only listens to me when I’m wearing red, what does that mean? I thought…isn’t it bulls that don’t like red? He’s a dog…”
D: “If he likes red, then wear red more often? I dunno I could ask Technus or uncle Vlad to make you a red ghost suit or something. Might respond better to…ghost red.”
V: “Really?”
D: “Makes sense to me.”
V: “Hmm, fine, okay, but it needs to make me look cool.”
D: “Naturally.”
W: “Are you guys serious?! How can Fenton be a ghost? That doesn't make any sense! He's trying to brainwash you all into believing his elaborate prank, can't you see that?! Am I the only sane one here!"
Anyone at casper high tbh: "Wes, I don't care."
Dash: “FENTON!”
D: “I’m kinda busy right now, Dash,” - shoves observant into the floor - “these guys keep trying to get me to go to my ancient time dad’s deathday party. Which is a joke because I don’t think that guy has ever been alive, and like, Frostbite already told me they’re just trying to trick me into visiting so they don’t have to babysit Clockwork. I already visit like, every other week, how much more can they want from me, jeez.” - while he’s talking he uses his hand to freeze the observant’s head(? eye?) before shoving him back into the floor - “Sorry, what did you need?”
Dash: “I was just gonna see if you wanted to come to football practice after school today. We’re going to the nasty burger after.”
D: “Nasty burger you say? Deal. But I’m not into football, that’s more uncle Vlad’s thing, and besides, when he makes me play it with him he cheats every time >:( “
Kwan: “How about we just see how far you can throw a football? I bet it's like farther than like, five football fields!”
D: “It’s more than five but okay.”
MISC
J: “Uncle Vlad says you burned the monopoly board?”
D: “He’s a businessman, Jazz, he doesn’t deserve to play monopoly.”
J: “But dad loves monopoly :(“
D: “Only because Vlad does. Mom helped me burn it.”
J: “She does hate monopoly.”
D: “No.”
Vlad: “What do you mean, no? It’s only America’s favorite passtime!”
D: “I don’t want to watch the Green Bay Packers.”
Vlad: “No ghost training for one month.”
D: “Where’s the remote, its football time.”
Elle: “Danny what do I do, he keeps wanting me to watch football with him.”
D: “Tell him that he shouldn’t have kept the gene that hates football when he sampled me.”
Elle: “Y’know, that is kinda his fault now that I’m thinking about it.”
D: “So true, lil sis, so true.”
F: “Great One! I am so glad you’ve visited!”
D: “Yeah :) ! Sorry though, I just gotta ask, why do you call me Great One, again?”
F: “You’re great, that’s why! Do you not think that you are great enough to be called that? :(“
D: “Oh, no, I just thought it was because I told Pariah to chill the heck out and he went back to bed.”
F: “That helped. You stopped the ‘hissyfit’ of the millennia.”
D: “That’s what the observants kept telling everyone until I stepped in, isn’t it.”
F: “Indeed. I do not like the observants :( so I did not listen. No one did. That is another reason why you are so great.“
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You Never Come Back From a Loss Like Him… (IDEK x reader-ish-)
MAJOR. SPOILERS. FOR MW3.
(A/N): It’s been since the preorder release day since I’ve played the campaign fully of MW3 and I’m still heartbroken over what happened with Soap. Ugly cried for 45 minutes, took out the disc and nearly snapped it in half at what shit, so have this sad, gut wrenching, heartbreaking example of how I think Price would’ve told Soap’s significant other if he had one… it’s short, I’m sorry, but god I’m so sad about this shit.
Summary: DO NOT read this if you haven’t played MW3 or don’t know how it ends. That’s all I can really say… But I’m upset, you’re upset. Everyone. Is. Fucking. Upset.
WARNINGS: S P O I L E R S, Major character death, I can’t do this anymore guys, if TikTok gives me another edit of Soap’s death I’m gonna fucking cry again. I didn’t realize I was still so upset about a fictional character dying. It’s just- idk bro. Too. Fucking. Much.
—💔—💔—
She knew something was wrong. She knew something had happened. It had been five days since she heard from him. Her heart rested heavy in her stomach as she constantly paced the living room waiting for his call. All day. All night. But she hadn’t heard a single whisper of a ring from the phone. The only thing she could hear was her heart thumping in her ears.
The first day everything was fine…
“I love you, Sweetie. I’ll call ye when I get back to base.” His Scottish accent rang through the phone making her smile to herself.
“I love you too babe… Please be careful; ya know me and little bean need you home safe.” Her voice softly begged him through the line, holding her round belly in her palm, gently massaging it in reassuring circles for both her mental stability and their baby’s.
“I’ll never let you down, Darlin’.” He chuckled through the line before hanging up.
The second day was also normal, but she was still bustling around the house to find things to do to distract herself. She one it was a dangerous mission and her nerves were amped up being in her finally trimester of pregnancy.
The third day was when she knew something was wrong. She bit on her nails and nearly tugged her hair out as she remembered back to the day they first met.
“What’s yer name, Lass?” Johnny asked, sliding into the bar stool beside hers. Turning to look at him, a small smirk on her lips as her eyes flashed up to his Mohawk. He grinned like a Cheshire Cat when he saw her eyes moving up to his hair. “Ya like my hair, hmm?”
“Mmh no.” She grinned back at him as he feigned hurt and she giggled at his little act. The second he heard her sweet little giggle, he knew he was fucked.
“Well that’s a wee bit hurtful, don’tcha think?” He placed a hand over his heart and she outright laughed, making him chuckle along with her.
“Maybe you’re right. Let me make it up to you and buy you a drink.” She says with a wink.
“Iddn’t that s’posed to be my line?” He asks with a hearty laugh and he doesn’t miss the wink that she gives him.
“Maybe if you’re old fashioned.”
The fourth day is when the tears came. She knew something was wrong; Johnny never went this long without some type of communication. He always wanted to give her peace of mind. Her stomach churned as she paced back and forth in front of the couch, tears of nervousness pricking at the corners of her eyes. She never wanted him to go on this mission; he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone what his missions were, but he always told her. Having said that, she knew this man was dangerous.
It was cresting into the fifth night when the doorbell rang. She nearly launched herself at the door in hopes that Johnny was there to surprise her. Swinging the door open, her eyes were met with John Price.
“No… No, no, no.” She muttered out, her vision becoming blurry and her mind going blank.
“I’m so sorry…” Price whispers out, making her choke out a sob. Falling to her knees, Price carefully grabs her and falls to his knees with her to insure her safety and prevention of any injury. The guilt had been eating him alive. Johnny saved his life; sacrificed himself for Price and that alone made coming to her to tell her the news even harder. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing into his chest.
“But, but he promised.” She choked out in between her cries and whimpers.
“I know, Sweetheart… I know.”
#soap mw2#soap call of duty#john soap mactavish#john price#mw2#mw3#cod mw3#johnny mactavish#john mactavish x you#john mactavish x reader#cod angst#I can’t do this shit anymore
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