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yanderenightmare · 5 months

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...part two where alpha bakugou finally tries to court reader after a few years of possessively scenting her and walks in on her in her first hear

Bakugou Katsuki

TW: omegaverse, possessiveness, awkward relationship

part 1

gn reader

He’s trying to figure out how to get you to move in with him.

He’s done at UA now, receiving steady work and paychecks. His apartment is nice, in a good and practical location. Everything is stable. Everything’s in place.

Everything except you.

He knows he hasn’t been the most reasonable mate throughout the years. His confession was nothing short of a threat – forcing you to wear his clothes so others would know you were taken.

But he did those things to protect you, to keep you safe – which is his duty as an Alpha. He's done his side of the courtship.

In all honesty, you’re the one who’s unreasonable – you’re the one not doing your job.

He’s not blind to see how doting other Omegas are towards their Alphas.

You don’t dote on him – never kissy or cuddly or lovey-dovey – at best, you’re passive with an inclination to be agreeable.

How’s he supposed to make any sort of moves on you when you don’t give him any signals? At this rate, the two of you will be left in a platonic state of… not friendship or kinship… just plain awkwardness – a stalemate.

It’s embarrassing… the two of you haven't even consummated your bond yet. In fact, and even more embarrassing – you haven't even kissed.

You may very well not even be mates at this point.

He can’t blame you, though…

He’s not any good when it comes to you. He never has been. All your conversations are of him either tutoring you in subjects, scolding you for not wearing his clothes, or admonishing you for not telling him about your schedule.

Actually, almost every conversation you have with each other is of him shouting at you.

It’s no wonder you won’t kiss him.

“Oi – I’m done. Heading over now.” He grunts as soon as he hears the tell-tale silence of you answering his call.

“Uhm,”

He furrows his brows at the soft warble, waiting for more.

There’s heavy breathing coming from your line. Then, a whimper which only makes his brows furrow tighter.

“I’m – uhm, not really feeling so good.” You finally say.

More heavy breathing, followed by a wince.

“Maybe you shouldn't come...”

“Hah? You’ sick? What kinda sick? How’d you get sick?” He immediately starts berating. “This is why you can’t live alone-”

“Just don’t come.” You interrupt a little louder, offering a sigh. “I don’t want to make you sick too…” He thought he even heard a sniffle. “I’ll stay inside, so don’t worry. I’ll call when I feel better – you can come then, okay?”

A small beat passes.

“No. I’m coming now.”

“But-” You whine, but he hangs up.

Dumb brat. Getting yourself sick. This is exactly why you should live with him. You don’t wear a jacket when it’s cold. You don’t eat what you should. You don’t drink enough water. You don’t sleep when you ought to.

“Oi! Open up, brat.” He bangs on your door when he arrives a curt fifteen minutes later – unbothered by the many other students buzzing around the dorm.

He hears you rush to open, quick footsteps padding across the floor – before the door swings open.

You pull him in by the arm, shutting it quickly behind him.

“Don’t call me a brat where everyone can hear, you dummy.” You hiss, slapping his chest in no way that hurt.

Still, he raises a brow at you.

Then he makes another grimace. Narrowing his eyes as he leans forward just a nod – his broad shoulders squared and stiff.

You curl your brows at the stance, tilting your head in askance while his nose scrunches – sniffing the air between you – almost scrutinizingly.

“You’re not sick.” He suddenly accuses.

It’s an odd thing to disagree on. But it always is with Katsuki – ever the unreasonable Alpha.

“Yes, I am.” You sigh, brushing past him. “I have a fever, and I feel funny.”

He grabs you before you get too far – although softly – holding you by your upper arms while leaning in closer – now with his nose sliding along your neck.

You feel flushed at the proximity. Odd, for some reason.

Something tickles deep down in your stomach, along with the brewing pain you’d felt all day.

“Feverish, restless, aching stomach?” He lists the symptoms with a raised brow, though more so in a statement. Clicking his tongue at the clueless look of askance you give him in return. “You’re in heat, you dumbass.”

This time, you really feel flushed. Eyes going moon-big at his claim – suddenly very nervous. And for good reason.

“No… how do you know?” You deny, shaking your head as though it would make him any less right.

“Tch-” He scoffs halfheartedly – not sharply like he so often does.

Dropping your arms, he straightens his back and looks off to the side – his voice low with something you’d never heard from him.

“You’re stinking up the whole place...”

There’s a blush dusting his cheeks.

The feeling is mutual.

He hadn’t been on board when you’d told him you were moving out of your home to your college campus. The thought of you living in close proximity to dozens of other alphas and trigger-happy betas made the vein in his forehead pulse – hands sweaty at his sides.

But he’d helped you move nonetheless – if only to make sure your dorm was infested with his scent – veering off any unwanted bidders.

“Such a dumb brat…” He sighed. Walking over to the door to make sure you’d locked it – you hadn’t, which only further made him scowl. “Got any idea how dangerous this is? Allowing everyone who walks by to know exactly how-”

“Don’t shout!” You bark back. Feeling nervous and tense and worried – all in all panicked. This wasn’t the plan. “The plan was obviously to use suppressants – but I've never been in heat before, so-”

“So yer sayin’ you had no plan. Tch, unprepared – like always.” He bites back – also panicked.

“Shut up, jerk.” Your fists ball at your sides. “You’re not helping- oww-” You keeled before you could rant – wrapping your arms around your stomach.

Heavy breaths erratically short, interrupted by whimpers and a wince.

His scowl cleared – easing up when he realized his presence might have just made things worse. He’d showered after patrol, so the scent wasn’t as intense, but it was enough for you to react – knowing his pheromones were spurring your hormones into greater turmoil.

“Shit.” He muttered – suppose with some empathy – before he scooped you up from where you were all about ready to kiss the floor, huddled over. “Alright then, brat...”

You were weak to his handlings – before you knew it, you were already placed in the bed – the two of you in a spoon – your back to his broad chest and his chin atop your head.

He was a little stiff – not unlike him – but you suppose he was feeling a little shy about the matter – his movements perhaps even slightly sheepish as he smoothed his hand over your stomach.

He went under your shirt but didn’t lift it off – placing his palm down flat atop the ache inside.

Slowly, he began rubbing circles into the flesh – a little awkwardly until finding the right pace.

It hurt at first – made you tense – but then it settled. The warmth soon soothed the churning within, making it melt, and you let out a relieved sigh – breaths still burdened, laced with pitiful whimpers you couldn’t help but let slip.

He suppressed a sound when you shimmied closer – trying to will away the warmth he felt swell in his pants.

But your scent had been clouding his head since he'd stepped into the room and was only growing thicker.

“We don’t have to do anything else.” He stated through the haze in spite of it – as though renouncing the need even though you both knew what it was that was poking against your butt.

“You’re hard.” You argued bluntly – as you’d learned was your only tactic with him.

Feeling him bristle. “Tch – blame your shitty scent – a man can only hold himself back so much…”

All clothes were still on – and yet… the fat thing that was tucked right alongside the thin cotton of your pajama shorts and undies… you wouldn’t deny it felt nice – couldn’t – not when you were so wet it was embarrassing.

“Stop.” You said – and his hand peeled off your stomach, making you grab and put it back in place. “No, not that – I mean…”

You chewed your lip – shuffling your thighs – feeling hot all over before releasing another sigh.

“You don’t have to hold yourself back…” You could only barely say it – almost unheard in how timid a whisper it was.

He took a moment in fear of having misunderstood you – remaining vigilant in his cautiousness. Every nerve recognized what a fragile state you were in – and nothing dared defy the single dominant instinct he had telling him to cater to your every need – despite the other almost equally incessant urge he felt to hump you like a pillow.

“Y’gotta explain yourself.”

This time, you gave a whine – caught between vexed and desperate. Shrinking where you lay snug against his bigger body, curling in on yourself. “Please don’t make me say it, Katsuki – it’s so embarrassing, I think I might die.”

His heart beats faster at the vulnerable cry. He swallowed the pool of drool under his tongue – squaring his jaw, doing his best to keep his voice calm. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you want.”

“Ugh – you're such a bully-” You curl even further into a ball with a whimper.

Katsuki clicks his tongue at your behavior – briefly rolling his eyes before pulling you up beneath him. His red eyes, holding that pointed dour look – such contrast to the swiveling of your watery ones.

“Tell me what you want.” His voice was sturdier now – an anchor you could hold onto.

You had often been unsure whether Katsuki really was the right mate for you even though you couldn’t really picture yourself with anyone else – let alone think of him with another Omega without wanting to trash your room like a wild animal let out of the cage. But looking at him now – into those bromine eyes – once so harsh and now so mature, making you feel so safe.

He was waiting for an answer, but your lips had other plans – planting themselves on his in a spur-of-the-moment kiss.

And what left them once the two of you parted was nothing short of heart-robbing.

“Please fuck me.”

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lipringlrh · 10 months

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look who's staring now | LN4

summary: your boyfriends so pretty whilst he sleeps, how could you not stare at him?

pairing: lando norris x genderneutral!reader

an: short and sweet. more dialogue than i'm use to so please do let me know how you find it!

word count: ~800

warnings: cuddly lando, (pretends to not be) cuddly reader, fluff

feedback appreciated!

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It wasn't late at night but it wasn't exactly early either. Lando was asleep - completely knocked out, or so you thought - in your arms, on top of your chest. You were meant to be asleep but you just couldn't help but stare at your boyfriend. He looked so peaceful and relaxed with a small hint of a smile on his face, how could you not stare at him?

Lando had been drifting briefly in and out of sleep for a while but he didn't particularly mind. He'd gone to bed rather early and whenever he was awake, he was comforted by your arms. This time though, he felt compelled to actually open his eyes instead of just falling back asleep; he swore he could feel eyes on him and god forbid he miss a chance to tease you about it.

He was quick to open his eyes and meet yours, making sure there was no chance you could hide the fact that you'd been staring at him.

"Hi, baby," he whispered teasingly, his voice slightly croaky from sleep.

He caught you staring and you did not like it at all. Usually in the relationship, you weren't the touchy-feely one, as much as you wanted to be. You held back a lot, trying to be independent. Lando didn't really care and often became extra touchy enough for the both of you or so he liked to claim.

Along with this, you pretended to never be the lovey-dovey kind, always making Lando persuade you into hugs and cuddles. He knew it was just an act though, with you being happy to cuddle at any point of the day.

"You okay, sweetheart? Got a nice view or something?" He whispered, grabbing your hand and moving it to scratch his head. It was almost subconscious now, making you scratch his head, but you both secretly loved it.

You looked away from him, knowing he could tell you were flustered, another thing he would tease you with.

"I'm perfect me. Yeah - completely. You - how was your sleep going?" You asked, still turned away.

You took one glance at him and you knew instantly it made you seem more flustered. He was looking at you with a knowing gaze, spilling his thoughts of "I know what you're thinking, don't hide it.

"It's just really hot at the moment," you tried to justify, not ready to give yourself away just yet.

"Isn't that just me next to you, hmm?" He murmured, pressing short but sweet kisses to your chest.

You couldn't help but laugh lightly at him, "I'll just let you believe what you want to believe."

"Okay, baby," he smiled, moving his trail of kisses up to your cheek, "you do that. I know it's true,"

He left a peck on your lips just in time to cut off any reply you thought about giving, "I love you, sweetheart."

He couldn't express enough his feelings for you and it felt wrong to squash them down into three small words. But even with every word from every language, and telling you in every lifetime, he doesn't believe he'd ever get to convey it fully. You knew the feeling because it was the exact way you felt too.

"I love you too, Lan," you whispered, kissing him once more, "go back to sleep, before you get too big-headed though."

"Got to stop staring at me then, baby, could just feel it. I know I'm too sexy but-"

He was cut off by you lightly swatting him, then giggling to yourself. He couldn't help but watch, solely enamoured by you.

"Look who's staring now."

"It's 'cause I think you're beautiful and pretty and sexy," he gulped, not being able to describe you as well as you deserve.

"Yeah?"

"You gonna tell me I'm sexy now?" He looked up, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.

"You're really sexy, Lan, you should know that." You smiled at him, running your thumb across his cheek.

"So that's why you were staring at me whilst I'm asleep?" He titled his head, mocking you again in the way you both loved.

"Go back to bed."

"But-"

You cut his off, pressing your hand over his mouth, "Shush, bed."

You waited a moment before removing your hand.

"One last kiss please," he leaned up, almost pouting at you.

Of course, you had to comply, why would you not, and gave him many sweet pecks all over his face.

"I love you, Lando."

"I love you too angel," he promised, lowing his head back on top of your chest, smiling as your hand moved to his hair, and you both finally shut your eyes.

"Don't worry, your staring's cute."

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bigfatbimbo · 3 months

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a/n — Literally super bored right now and I need to get content out while I edit so here’s some silly headcanons from drafts.

Basically how the characters act towards the reader when drunk.

Vox gets very lovey dovey when he’s drunk, in contrast to his usually put together demeanor. Like he will be all over you, practically clinging onto you and showering you in slurred compliments. Obviously he would never in a million years do this sober, but for some reason I think he gets super cuddly when he’s drunk too. Like he will throw himself onto you and practically lean his whole body weight on you. It takes a lot to get him drunk, but when he does it would mess with his wiring. Make sure to get him to bed early and hold him while he sleeps.

Lute, I think, would be a reckless drunk to be honest. She’s usually very in line sober but as soon as she has a little bit of alcohol in her, I think he bites off more than she can chew. Probably challenges some random exorcist angel to a duel. Dear god, please keep her out of trouble, even if you have to literally throw her over your shoulder. She will squirm and whine, all while throwing one sided threats at everyone around her, but she needs to sleep before her drunken ‘knight in shining armed’ mindset goes too far.

Velvette is interesting because I think one, she would get incredibly handsy and two, she would start talking shit like crazy. She’s the kind of drunk that has absolutely no filter and she would be gossiping very loudly no matter the environment. You have to constantly be shushing her but that only makes her snort, run her hand over your arm, and continue talking mad shit. You should probably get her out of a public area before she gets carried away and starts openly judging others around you. You’d try to get her to leave so she doesn’t literally get jumped but she would double down and insult people louder.

Lucifer would, like Vox, be a lovey dovey drunk, but I think he would get surprisingly horny too. Like he would literally get so needy, openly flirt with you in a bar, push your buttons on purpose to try to get you to do something about it. Obviously, you don’t because he’s drunk. He also gets very cuddly and will lie down on your lap and squish your face with his hands. He would definitely get a kick out of that and probably start obnoxiously snorting. You will probably have to pick him up and carry him home because he will beg for one more drink. He doesn’t get drunk often, so when he drinks, it doesn’t take much to get him to this state.

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mysteriawrites · 3 months

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Hey 👐 How do you think LDS Boys will react when someone else flirts with their significant other in front of them? Thank you 💪

Love and Deepspace Boys when someone flirts with their S/O

Xavier:

Imo xavier has the energy of like a sleepy golden retriever.

He’s the quiet type so he’s not gonna get all macho or anything and he trusts you.

However he may (not) subtly get more touchy with you to see if the person will take a fuckin hint

If the person doesn’t back off or is genuinely making you uncomfortable then he’ll make up an excuse and have you play along

“Sorry to interrupt you conversation, but MC we have a very important hunter mission to get to right?” 😉

Once you get away from that guy he’ll be very cuddly and affectionate with you

If you point it out he’ll play dumb but you can see his cheeks turning red-

Zayne:

I don’t see him as much of the jealous type

He’s usually calm cool and collected and he trusts with p much everything unless you’re being an idiot

He’ll p much let you handle it yourself unless he has to intervene

If it does get to that point man will just tell it like it is he aint messin around

“The way you’re treating them is very rude and your behavior will not be tolerated.”

*gives the coldest glare he can muster*

And then he just grabs your arm and drags you away from the unworthy rat

When asked about it he’ll just calmly say that they were being disrespectful

“My lover does not deserve to be treated that way”

Rafayel:

As usual he’s petty af

Once he sees someone getting the slightest bit more of your attention than him he will get so fuckin handsy it’s not even funny

He’ll just saunter over all like “oh hey babe who’s this? *slings arm over your shoulder* “hey im rafayel nice to meet you”

his smile will be a bit too wide while not reaching his eyes lowkey looks like a psychopath

If the other person doesn’t leave he’ll start doing lovey dovey shit like swinging your arms together or holding your or putting his head on your head/shoulder depending on your height

May outright make out with you if he gets desperate enough

Once the other person feels awkward and leaves and you bring it up he”ll try and feign innocence but overall be like “i gotta show the world what’s mine”

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moonstruckme · 4 months

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hiiiii!!!! may i request high!reader x high!steve or sirius just being all sweet and cuddly and lovey and dovey

Course you can :)

cw: weed

Steve Harrington x fem!reader ♡ 633 words

“Dude.”

You turn towards where Steve sits next to you on the couch, tapping his shoulder urgently. “Dude, dude.”

He catches your hand by the wrist, looking at you seriously. “Call me ‘dude’ one more time and I swear to god I’ll break up with you.”

Your face splits in a grin you can barely feel happening. It’s like second nature, no muscles required. “You’re such a liar.”

Steve shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips. “What do you want, loser?”

“How’s that better than dude?”

He takes your face in his hand, kissing you soundly. “Just tell me.”

It takes you a bit to remember. Steve’s kisses always get you in a tizzy, but combined with the weed it feels as if you have to pull yourself back to consciousness. Like your very mind will drift off-kilter if you don’t keep it in check.

“Soft serve,” you say after a moment. “We should go get soft serve. God, doesn’t that sound so good? The cold, and the texture…” Your tongue tingles as if you can feel it, your entire being aching with yearning.

“Oh my god,” Steve laughs, “you’re so far gone.”

You laugh too, though you’re not totally sure why. It just keeps happening. Every time Steve speaks, it feels like he’s tugging laughter out from inside you like a pulled thread.

“I am not,” you giggle. “Doesn’t soft serve sound amazing?”

He pivots, bringing one foot up in front of him so that he’s sitting sideways on the couch, facing you. His hair scrunches where he leans against the cushion. “Yeah, it does,” he says. “One problem, though.” You mirror him, tilting your head curiously. “Neither of us can drive right now.”

Your heart sinks. “Oh.”

You must look really put out, because Steve chucks your chin like he thinks he’s a dad on TV.

“I might have some ice cream in the freezer,” he offers.

“It’s not going to be the same,” you sigh. “It’s not soft.”

“I can leave it out until it gets soft.”

“Not in the same way soft serve is soft.”

He hums, saddened by your sadness, which feels appropriate. It’s nice to know he understands. He works a hand behind your ear, eyes warm and brown and tender. “I’m sorry, honey.”

His voice feels like honey, the way he says it. It drips slow and sweet into your core, where it pools with pleasant stickiness. You make a tiny, lovesick sound in the back of your throat, nuzzling his palm.

“You look really good,” you whisper, like it’s a secret.

It’s overwhelming how true it is. Steve always looks good, but today he looks all soft and rumpled and special. He’s wearing sweatpants that would never leave the house, his shirt is all wrinkled, riding up his side that’s pressed into the couch to reveal a triangle of abdomen, and his always-perfect hair is in complete disarray. The sight of him makes your head feel all lax and sappy. You like that this Steve is just for you.

“Yeah?” His voice drops to a hush, too, in solidarity. “So you do. You’re really pretty, have I told you that?”

You grin, face mushing into his hand. “Yeah,” you say bashfully.

Steve smiles too. “I thought you were upset about the soft serve.”

You shake your head. You should be, maybe, but the weed keeps diffusing the edges of your feelings.

“I’ll be upset if we don’t cuddle,” you tell him.

“Oh, now we’re giving ultimatums?” he asks, already gathering you in his arms. You slot your knees on either side of his ribcage, forehead bumping against his nose. “You must have me real wrapped around your finger, babe.”

You giggle, leaning up to kiss his cheek. You like to think you do.

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tinfairies · 8 months

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NSFW Alphabet: Koby Edition

AFAB!Reader, I write Koby as trans.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It truly depends on where you had sex. If it's alone in your room, or some hotel. He'll be clingy, cuddly, and lovey dovey.

Holds your hand and peppers kisses on your face and thanks you for spending the night with him.

"Thank you for letting me love you."

Will get up and get you water, or draw you a bath if you want.

He's always ready to take care of you, even if he was the one that just got wrecked in bed.

Koby always gets flustered when you're the one taking care of him after sex. You'll have insist on pampering him, he'll eventually let you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Koby loves every inch of you. He'll never settle on just one part, but you'll notice he pays extra attention to your tits and thighs.

He'd happily smother in both if you'd let him.

Koby has a lot of body image issues, and he didn't have a favorite part of his body. You came along and changed that though, and now he has an appreciation for his eyes and his hands.

Melts when you stare into his eyes and hold his hands as you ride him, and loves when you beg for his slender fingers to be up inside your pussy.

He also learns to really love his chest, his surgery is obvious due his jagged and poorly healed scars. But with how much love you've showed him, he doesn't feel sick when he looks in the mirror anymore.

Koby learns to tolerate his cunt too, realizing that it doesn't emasculate him and he's allowed to feel pleasure from it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Koby loves when you cum in his mouth, he'll happily drink it down and go back for more.

"Mm- so good. Baby, I want more, please give me one more."

Likes to make you squirt, just something about him being able to make you lose control like that gets his heart rate up.

His own cum and wetness was foreign to him before meeting you. But now he loves to taste his own cum on your lips.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Has fingered himself wearing your panties. He is so embarrassed by it, and he'd never admit it.

Koby came so hard from it though, his whole body trembled when he gushed all over his fingers and soaked your panties.

He licked them clean before putting them back in the laundry hamper

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Koby was a complete virgin before he met you. Like extra virgin olive oil.

He never masturbated, or touched himself sexually at all.

It's not that he didn't want to, he just didn't know how, and his dysphoria really inhibited him from trying.

He's so eager to learn and please you though.

He does his own "studying" to surprise you in bed, it's not like he needs it however. He's super attentive and is a natural when it comes to finding your sweet spots.

"Is this okay? Does it feel good? Can I touch you here?"

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves when you're on top, riding his strap, humping his thigh, rubbing your pussy on his. Koby looks up at you like hung the stars.

He does love putting you in a mating press and pounding your cervix, he gets lost in this fantasy that he'd actually be able to breed you.

"Oh fuck! Fuck, I wanna breed you so bad. Fill you with my jizz and watch you swell with my babies." he'd babble as he rails you with his strap.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's definitely more serious in the moment, but will giggle with you if you're more goofy.

Koby is definitely ticklish and has laughed when you ghosted your fingers over his ribs. It turned into a game of who could make the other laugh more, and sex was completely forgotten about.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpet does match the drapes for sure.

He doesn't shave anything, doesn't see the point in it and also has this idea that "men don't groom"

As Koby continues with his testosterone shots, his hair gets thicker. He gets a faint happy trail on his navel, and stubble on his cheeks.

His body hair is so light that you can feel it more than see it, and even with the testosterone he doesn't produce that much more hair.

He likes being clean shaven on his face, and asked you to teach him how to shave.

It was an oddly romantic and intimate moment, covering his face with shaving cream and gently running the razor along his jaw. As always, he looked at you like you were the only thing that existed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Koby's very romantic, and he loves the workup before sex.

A nice date, intimate foreplay, and loads of aftercare. When he's with you, his full attention is on you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Never masturbated before you came along.

He'd much prefer to have you in his bed when he's feeling horny, but sometimes he can't get what he wants.

The first time he masturbated, he tried doing what you did to him. Moving his fingers like yours, rubbing his cocklet, fingering his pussy, even shoving a finger in his ass.

He was so frustrated that he couldn't cum by doing all of that. He had to learn how to make himself cum his own way.

Koby would ask you to teach him how to touch himself. You lay him out on his back, and instruct him on how to play with his pretty pussy.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

In no particular order.

Giving: soft dom, rope play, overstimulation, edging, nipple sucking, hickeys, scissoring, breeding

Receiving: femdom, spanking, face sitting, squirting, hickeys, bondage, overstimulation, edging, spit play, anal

He wants to be used by you, he is the ultimate people pleaser and will do whatever you want him to if it makes you happy.

Even when he's domming, he'll prioritize your pleasure.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers to have sex in your room, a hotel, or anywhere that's absolutely private.

Koby is so scared of being caught. But he can't deny the rush he feels when you fuck him somewhere that anyone can just walk into.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just getting attention from you.

But seriously, he loves when you talk dirty to him it makes him fluster and blush.

Especially if you're wearing a shirt that shows off your cleavage. Koby can't take his eyes away and wants his hands on you immediately.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won't hurt you. Don't ask him to hit or slap you. Spanking you is on thin ice already. So blood play is definitely off the table.

He isn't a fan of period sex, giving or receiving. Especially receiving. He hates the fact that he bleeds and has a uterus so the idea of bringing that into a place where he feels the most masculine makes him sick to his stomach.

He'll finger you or dick you down on your period, but he won't go down on you. Please don't ask.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

That boys favorite flavor on the planet is pussy, especially yours.

Koby is inexperienced at first, and nervous. Learns quickly and gets very enthusiastic when he gets to shove his face in your cunt.

He's a little pervert and loves the smell of your pussy, jumps the gun a lot and starts licking at you over your panties before you can even get them off.

It took him a while before he was comfortable with you touching his pussy, let alone allow you to come eye level with it.

Once you make him cum on your tongue, he's addicted though. Will hold your head down and shove your face into him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It really depends. He loves soft and slow sex, rolling his hips into yours and just feeling your bodies rub together.

But sometimes he's a desperate little whore and humps you like a bitch in heat. Begging to cum as he drags his pussy over yours.

When he doms, he'll go at a hard but slow pace. Teasing you as he rams your cervix, then pulls out painfully slow, only to slam back in.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Once again, it depends on his mood.

He prefers to take his time with you, so he doesn't initiate them often and really only ever asks for them if he's pent up but short on time.

Koby doesn't mind them though, just so long as you cum, then he's happy.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Koby doesn't mind taking risks and experimenting. He's entirely new to sex so he really wants to find out what he likes and what he doesn't.

He is afraid of anything that could get you both caught, or seriously hurt either of you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

At first, he's exhausted after one round. But as he trains with the marines his stamina increases and soon it's you that's begging to stop and nearly passing out in his arms.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Again, he was such a virgin before you. He knew about toys, but never owned any.

You introduce him to strap ons and of course he's addicted.

Koby also loves your vibrator. He'll often steal it out of your drawer just to get off, and might even get himself caught just so you can torture him with it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's such an unintentional tease.

The way he licks his lips, or looks up at you. When he stretches and some of his tummy peaks out from his shirt.

When he's intentionally teasing it's even worse. Lingering touches, suggestive words, and when you call him out on it he just looks so innocent and tells you that you're imagining things.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He tries to muffle his moans, and hide at first. As you get him used to sex, then he starts getting so whiney and loud

When Koby's fucking into your cunt with his strap, he makes the hottest groaning sounds

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Would have a threesome with you and Helmeppo if the two of you are willing.

Just a wild fantasy of his.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

His body is slender, but he starts to gain lean muscle as he trains. He's got strong arms and powerful thighs.

His pussy is so perfect. The outer part is always so puffy, and the inner labia has a lot to play with. He's pale and perfectly flushed pink.

His clit starts out as a little nub, then he starts testosterone, and it grows quickly. Within a year his clit become a little cocklet, nearly 3 inches and he loves it.

It visibly twitches and throbs when he's horny, and his pussy gets so wet so easy. It practically drools without even being touched.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He got used to repressing his sexual desires before meeting you.

After starting testosterone, he gets so horny over nothing. He'll gladly fuck you every night if you let him.

Koby can easily suppress his desires most of the time though, and just trains harder or jerks off quickly if he can't have you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

In the beginning he'd be out like a light after a few minutes

Now that his stamina is better he can get up and go about his day, even after you give him an earth shattering orgasm.

Of course he'll stay up if you ask.

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a-library-of-old · 6 months

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Welp I'm bored so have some cuddling headcannons with mammon!

-First things first, his spider form.

-he can and probably will crush you when he's like that and feeling especially clingy because mans is lorge and in charge in that form

-Think having you in his hands, on his shoulder, sat on his thorax (I think its called) while he's using this to his advantage cause he would probably go into spider demon form for moments besides being angry and scary

-As for normal him!!! He has four arms and so four arms to hold you close and not let you go!

-He's not above using his webbing to keep you constrained and close either when especially cuddly

-he isn't as lovey dovey in public but because his persona is so touchy he gets away with a lot such as a arm on your shoulder and other around your waist, hugging you, all those kinds of things he does when interacting with Fizz but in a sweeter way

-now when alone? Oh lawd! You are in his lap, leaning against him, getting a picky bag ride, being carried in general, anything to keep you as close as possible and his hands on ya

-don't think you can just leave cuddle sessions either, it ain't over till he says it is and for moments like the mornings? He's not above using his body to all but crush you or webbing...or both to be honest

-he seems really fuzzy tho so I imagine it's like cuddling a greedy teddy bear especially when you two are relaxed at home and he wears a oversized shirt so you can chill under it with him as he wears it

-probably his favorite way to cuddle you with you in his lap and the shirt method above, occasionally giving you a piece of food with one of if not his only free hand

-what can I say he just loves to feel you and have you close no matter what

#helluva boss Mammon #helluva boss mammon x reader #helluva mammon #mammon x reader #mammon #helluva boss mammon #helluva mammon x reader

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freebreadmoon · 4 months

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Hello love can you please do a request on this video

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM6gJuNPP/

And y/n are doing the interview together and there dating and y/n is obsessed with his eyes and can’t stop looking at him CAUSE LETS BE FR HIS EYES ARE SO PRETTY and after the interview thing they go back to the hotel and are all lovey dovey and cuddly and she tells him that she loves his eyes so much.

have a lovely day:)

YES YES YES HIS EYES ARE SOO PRETTY a little scary BUT PRETTY

warnings: fluff, reader plays annabeth (i love leah don’t come for me), no use of y/n

“What are three words you’d use to describe the show?”

There were cameras going off everywhere, and you were trying your hardest not to grimace at the bright lights in front of all the cameras. “Uh…the show…I would say…action packed, heart…and goat legs, I guess.” You looked up at Walker, smiling slightly at his joke, mesmerized by the way his eyes shine in the lighting. When the camera got to you, you tapped your hand on your chin.

“Um…fun, thrilling…and a lot of Percy?” You glanced at Walker, who nodded along.

“Lots of Percy. And blue food.” He stood behind you so he was in frame, poking you in the back subtly to try and get you to crack.

“So much blue stuff, like his shoes. And his eyes.” you pointed your thumb at his face, motioning towards his eyes and mouthing at the camera ‘Soul Eater’. He scrunched his nose, shaking his head slightly.

“She’s jealous of me because her eyes aren’t sparkly. I don’t eat souls. And if I did it wouldn’t be hers. It would taste like…toothpaste.”

“Toothpaste?” You let out a real laugh that time, used to his randomness. Turning to face him fully, you tilted your head a little. “Well maybe you don’t eat that many souls and they’re just…pretty. Or sparkly, or whatever you said.”

“Wow, now there’s camera evidence of you being nice to me.” He grinned, looking back up at the camera and putting an arm around you, pulling you to his side gently, making your face warm instinctively. The camera man gave you the signal to say your name and character, so it could be edited at the beginning of the interview.

“Hi, I’m Walker Scobell, and I play Percy Jackson, and…” He tilted his head down towards you, switching to your right side so you were more in frame.

“Hello!” You introduced yourself, “I play Annabeth Chase in the Percy Jackson Series!” You put a thumbs up at the camera, laughing when he copied your movements.

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Back at the hotel, you tiptoed into his room, think he’d already be asleep because of how late it was.

“Hi there.” He mumbled, making you jump. He sat up a little, smiling tiredly and using his phone flashlight to locate you.

“Hey, didn’t know you were awake.” You crawled into the bed, sighing and accepting the warmth he offered enveloping your body.

“Mhm. Eating your soul.” You could feel the smirk in his voice, rolling your eyes.

“Y’know, I liked your eyes first, before I knew anything else about you. they’re just so…”

“Blue?”

“Life-filled.” You laughed quietly, drawing patterns on his hand with your finger and closing your eyes, finally allowing the exhaustion to take over.

“Hm. Life-filled. Like…souls?”

“You’re ruining it.”

“Sorry, shutting up now.”

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