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Jegulus x reader request?
Where the reader is also a quidditch player and basically she is in hufflepuff/ravenclaw and their team wins, but one of the boys get mad preferably regulus and reader gets upset james comforts her. Basically angst to fluff
P.s u don't have to do it, I hv been writing a poly moonwater for a week and haven't completed yet. Ik writing is hectic
Lots of Love, babe
Hi Hi! Sorry this took so long. I was in a writing slump...
Anyhoo. Here it is, I hope you enjoy!
totally didn't feed my overdramatic personality into this...
No warnings I can think of? Overthinking? Getting lost in your thoughts? Tears?
Poly!Jegulus x ravenclaw!reader
You were absolutely elated when you found out you had been assigned the captain position.
Sure, you were on a team that normally didn't win, but you were fine with that. You enjoyed the sport, the crowd, the family your team became, the community and environment.
It was the last game of the season and your team had finally won against Slytherin. Earlier in the season you had led your team to victory against Gryffindor. So, with one boyfriend left to beat, you had finally done it today, but apparently it had come with a price to pay.
As you were being crowded and tackled by your team you peeked over your best friend's shoulder, seeing Regulus storming off. And with that, your mood instantly dropped.
You slipped an easy smile back onto your face as you hugged the rest of your team before slipping off into the changing tent and then back to your common room.
You understand that Reg wanted to win his last game of the season, you did. But, it was your last game too, and only the second game you had been able to win that season. Shouldn't he be proud of you too?
When you finally made it back to your dorm, you quickly slipped into one of James's shirts (which were huge on you), and a pair of sleep shorts, before curling on in an armchair, pulling your knees to your chest and a blue fuzzy blanket up to your chin.
You didn't know how long you sat there. You also didn't know when James had slipped into the room, not even realizing he was there until he gently wiped tears away from under your eyes with the pads of his thumbs.
You startled, eyes lifting to meet his, to see sorrow swimming in his gaze. “You just gotta give him time, darling. You know how he gets about these things, he’ll come around.” James swiftly picks you up and takes your place in the armchair before resting you back into his lap.
You sighed, curling into his side, resting your forehead in the crook of his neck. “I know, it’s just hard sometimes.” You sniffle into his shirt, and he tugs you tighter against him.
“He will come around darling, I promise.” He says, leaving a gentle kiss to the top of your hair.
You lose track of time as you get comfortable, cuddling into James (stealing all of his warmth), yet he doesn’t complain. You smile into his shoulder as he starts running his fingers through your hair. You playfully bite his shoulder; he tugs on a strand of your hair in reprimand.
You had started to doze off when the door creaked open and James spotted Regulus’s head peek in. He gently tapped your shoulder and when he had gotten your attention, pointed to Regulus.
Your gaze met the stormy gray of Regulus’s before you looked away, finding a loose thread of your blanket far more interesting.
“Mon Amour, I’m so so sorry.” Regulus rushes over to you, crouching down in front of you. “My mind blanked, and I didn’t think before I walked away, and I’m so sorry.” He grabs your hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it before running his thumb along the back of it.
You frown, your eyebrows scrunching and slide out of James’s lap and onto the floor next to Reg. “It’s okay, my love. I understand what it’s like to have loads of pressure on your shoulders, I do too. It can overwhelm you at any moment; sometimes it can even come when we don’t want it too and take control of our actions.” You say wisely. “You had a moment, it happens to the best of us. You may be a wizard, but you are still a human. Bound to make mistakes for the rest of your life,” You remind dramatically, talking with your hands. Regulus laughs, his eyes lighting up again and grabs your hands, holding them stationary.
“I’m glad that you forgive me, mon amour, but you are over dramatic.” Your boyfriend dressed in green states.
You scoff as James slides down from the chair to sit with the two of you on the floor. “I love this make-up session you two are having, but you both are full of crap.” He tugs you both into his sides, one arm wrapped around each of you.
Regulus turns his head, biting James’s hand as you dramatically raise your hand before swatting him on the back of his head.
James quickly pulls his hand away from Regulus, retracting his hold from the two of you and holds the back of his head. “Hey!” You both turn your head and blink at him feigning innocence. “This is not attack James day.”
He smiles, teeth flashing. You dramatically cover your eyes, faking passing out; falling back from your sitting position and onto your back. “Ah, too bright. Can’t see. James you’re blinding me, can’t you see? Because I sure can’t.”
“Regulus was right. You are so over dramatic.” James rolls his eyes before leaning towards you and pulling your hands away from your eyes and pulling you into him.
“I. Am. Not.” You pout, crossing your arms and leaning out of James’s embrace.
Regulus leans towards you smiling and kisses your forehead. “Yes you are.” He whispers, tackling you to the ground, tickling your sides. “You are dramatic, and I love you for it.” You grin and Regulus gives you a skeptical glance as you turn and smile at James.
Before Reg could blink he was pinned down to the ground; roles reversed. James had his arms pinned to the ground as you straddled his hip, returning the attack of tickles that he had been serving you.
“You lose, Reggie.” You state in a sing-song voice, giggling.
#mutuals~#jegulus x reader#the marauders#james potter fluff#james x regulus#regulus x reader#Poly!Jegulus x reader
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i’m not sure if this is something that people are interested in, but i kind of wanted to make this as a personal thing anyway in case i end up losing all of my occult related mods one day. these are mods for occult sims that i have in my game and either can’t live without, or am excited to try out myself!
this is heavily inspired by many other wonderful must have mod lists, so thank you to everyone who has made one of these as this post will follow a similar layout and structure and inspired me to make my own. i’ll try my best to keep this post up to date! - updated 6th april 2024.
mods marked “new!” aren’t necessarily new mods, but are new additions to this list.
vampires.
bloody bites & wounds.
i think i’d consider this my most essential vampire mod. it’s not for everyone, as it is quite gory, but i personally love that this adds levels of blood messiness depending on how much they drink etc. it’s pretty self explanatory otherwise!
vampires can kill.
this is a fun one that just made sense to me. i’m not one to have violence mods in my games, but sometimes a vampire can get a little carried away and drink more than they should, y’know?
immersive vampires.
i’m a big fan of any mod that adds depth to the way sims can interact with each other, even if it doesn’t have a significant effect. this mod adds the ability for vampires to ask others more about vampires and confess that they’re a vampire etc.
vampire magic.
i still have yet to actually play with this mod, but it appealed to me after making my vampire the masquerade sims and the tremere clan as they’re known to be magic users of sorts. i also really like how this mod can add a special sage too, and you find out vampire spells by asking the sages!
vampire bloodlines.
reworks the vampire bloodlines a little bit, making each bloodline have a different weakness/strength level in regards to xp gain and energy drain when being exposed to sunlight.
vampire initiation ritual.
this is another mod i haven’t played with yet but i 100% plan to when the time is appropriate in my gameplay. this adds a special event for a vampire initiation, where you can invite other vampires to witness the turning of a human.
more drinks for vampires.
another mod that i’d consider essential for my gameplay, i’m always on the lookout for more vampire drinks and food as the game is lacking them! this mod only adds drinks though, featuring a simple glass of blood and a blood cocktail. these can also be accessed from the vintage glamour bar which i think is super handy.
vampire food set. & NEW plasma foods!
similar to the above mod, this features food specifically for vampires. i do wish there were more vampire recipes, though. i also wanted to mention srslysims’ cooking overhaul includes some vampire recipes too, and for those who enjoy playing with vampire toddlers, this mod is great!
plasma fruit override.
pretty self explanatory and simple. it makes the plasma fruit look more blood-like by making everything red, this is something i’ll only use sometimes depending on the vibe of the gameplay i’m doing with vampires as sometimes i want it to be more sims-like and keep with the purple theme. but i’m currently using this mod!
vampires weakness freedom.
this is something i like to be selective with with my vampires, some i want to give weaknesses and some i don’t. i used to use mccc to remove weaknesses after picking their powers but this one allows you to pick powers without requiring weaknesses, too! but you can still pick them if you’d like. i also highly recommend this creator’s other vampire mods, such as no friendship decay from hissing.
misc. vampire mods.
there are a few other minor vampire mods that i want to include but they’re not major enough for me to make a section for each, so i decided to link the creator i depend on the most for my vampire mods, zero. they have various mods that i find to be more quality of life things for vampires, such as the pass out animation being more dramatic, and many more.
spellcasters.
alchemy overhaul.
once again, one of the most important mods for spellcasters i think! this mod allows you to create the outdoor retreat potions with the cauldron, adjusted the prices and ingredients and you can also purchase alchemy ingredients at the computer.
functional spellbook.
i actually adore this mod and every spellcaster of mine has one in their home! it’s very helpful for spellcasters that live in small homes as they can learn things from the book without having to walk all the way out to a big open space to practice spells in front of their neighbours.
expanded spells collection.
another handy mod that expands on pre-existing spells for your spellcasters. it adds more depth to certain spells such as allowing to clean pets with scruberoo, adding new types of summonable undead with necrocall and more.
craftable wands, brooms & tomes.
this one is completely new to me and i actually just found it when i was compiling this list, but it seems exciting to use and a great idea for running an alchemy shop. it’s pretty self explanatory, it allows you to craft certain wands and brooms with the woodworking table. tomes can be written on the computer like a regular book.
kids can perform magic. UPDATED (untested)
i know this mod used to work at some point, but i’m not 100% sure if it does anymore as i remember having some problems the last time i had a spellcaster child in my game. i was recently browsing this creator’s patreon and discovered that i THINK this mod has been updated? i haven’t been able to test it yet but here’s hoping! but if it does work or gets updated, this is a great mod as i never understood how magic for children wasn’t a thing in RoM already.
magic realm initiation rework.
i really like the sound of this mod as i never personally liked the “mote hunt” to become a spellcaster. this mod makes it so that each sage has a different task for spellcaster initiation.
misc. spellcaster mods.
similar to vampires, i depend on zero a lot for my spellcaster mods. they have many other minor quality of life mods or spellcasters as well that i highly recommend you check out if you play with spellcasters a lot!
werewolves.
i want to add a sidenote to this section to say i actually haven’t played with any of these mods yet as i have yet to play with werewolves in general, but i wanted to include werewolves in this list regardless as there are actually mods for them now!
mooncasters.
this mod seems to essentially give the ability for werewolves to be spellcasters, but they’re called mooncasters. it seems a bit complicated to become a mooncaster, but this mod looks very well thought out and in depth!
werewolf blood kills vampires.
i put this in the werewolf section as it seems to be more beneficial for werewolves than vampires, considering it has dire consequences for vampires. but the mod name itself is pretty self explanatory!
werewolves can kill sims.
another self explanatory mod name, and similar to the vampires can kill mod. werewolves can attack and kill sims with this mod!
no relationship loss from werewolf reactions.
i never liked these features that EA adds that makes it so that all sims react negatively to occult sims, so i’m happy to have this addition in my game!
less furious werewolves.
another mod i have yet to experience, but it seems that werewolves’ fury meters fill up way too quickly so this seems like an important one.
fated mate changes.
changes the way a werewolf can find their fated mate. previously, the werewolf would have to use a romantic interaction to discover if a sim is their fated mate. now this mod can make it so that any interaction can find their fated mate. also makes it so that a werewolf can find a fated mate whether they’re an occult or not!
werewolf club activities.
allows you to add werewolf activities to a club, essentially making a club version of a werewolf pack!
werewolf tweaks. new!
pretty self explanatory. this mod features a few tweaks for werewolves such as giving vampires a venomous bite, more vicious rampages and even a tea to protect sims from werewolves.
werewolf bloodlines. new!
basically the same as the other bloodline mods included here, but for werewolves.
various occult mods.
this section will feature mods for other occults or multiple occults, considering i haven’t found enough to give them their own section yet. werewolves will be added once more mods are made and i’ve experienced them to see what mods i find useful.
occult activities.
this applies to both spellcasters and vampires, and i think it’s really useful! it allows vampires to go out hunting in a rabbit hole if you don’t feel like helping them hunt for sims to feed from, and spellcasters can forage for ingredients for their potions.
supernatural traits.
this is a great mod that allows you to add special traits to your supernatural sims. these can either add depth to a pre-existing occult sim (i.e, a vampire with a haunted trait) or make new occults all together (sort of).
enhanced aliens. CURRENTLY BROKEN - Causes wants & fears to not show up!
this mod adds some well needed features to aliens. it gives them powers such as mood boosting and draining other sims and mind control powers that allow them to command a sim to do things, plus some other stuff.
alien bloodlines.
this basically just adds bloodlines similar to those that spellcasters have to aliens, but i definitely think it’s worth using if you play with aliens!
ghastly ghosts.
something that i’ve ALWAYS wanted is the ability to make ghosts feel more unique, and this mod seemingly does exactly that. now only certain sims can see ghosts (children, occults & mediums) and ghosts can’t easily communicate with living sims anymore, making those sims that can see ghosts feel special.
dormant occult traits.
this allows sims who have a lineage of occults to be born with a dormant trait related to that occult, which is apparently something that came with werewolves. these dormant traits can be unlocked in certain ways and allows said sim to rediscover their lineage and become that occult!
various occult food.
this find was HUGE for me, considering i’m always wanting more food for vampires in particular. BUT this list features foods for other occults, too!
credit of course goes to all of the wonderful mod creators, and i want to credit those who have made mod lists before me as i was heavily inspired by those lists.
#i'm sorry if this is messy#my head is fuzzy today but i wanted to get it done#i'll try my best to keep this updated!#especially for werewolves whenever more mods come out for them#ts4#the sims 4#simblr#mod list#mods
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A LIFE WITHOUT YOU ISN'T A LIFE AT ALL
summary: the aftermath of your injury. [percy jackson x reader]
author's note: finally on break so hopefully i can post more?? also i wrote this all in one sitting so i hope it makes sense...
percy jackson can take physical pain. he’s used to it. he’s seen everything in the book, from blood to broken bones, and it’s become easier to digest over the years. yet, what he can’t ever seem to get over, is the sight of you hurt. there’s nothing that could ever prepare him for the inevitable moments where your life would hang in the balance. today just happened to be one of those moments.
first, percy heard the screams, then he saw the blood. it was a strategically crafted ploy to hit him where it hurt—you. honestly, if you asked percy, he wouldn’t be able to tell you anything of what had happened in the following moments. all he knows is that he fought like hell to get you back.
“y/n,” a familiar voice pleads, “wake up, please, wake up,” fuzzy. everything was fuzzy. but then there was the familiar scent of lemon verbena—the candle will always lights in the infirmary. your hands begin to roam as you feel the cotton bed sheets, why are you in the infirmary? your eyes shoot open and immediately meet percy’s. he seems to be frantically talking, but you can only hear the ringing in your ears.
all of a sudden your hearing rushes back, and you really wish it hadn’t. people shouting orders and people crying over their loved ones wasn’t necessarily what one would want to wake up to. percy’s eyes widen in relief as he kisses your hand, “thank the gods. i almost thought i lost you.”
pause. you and annabeth were supposed to be leading the charge against the monsters on the northern borders of camp. where is she? how is she? despite being in no condition for sitting up, or for anything in that matter, you attempt to get up, “percy, i- me and annabeth, i need to get back,” an excruciating flash of pain pulses in your gut and you cry out.
percy immediately ushers you to lay back down on the bed, “y/n you need to-”
“no percy,” dazed, you fight against his hold, ignoring the burning pain, “please, let me go. annabeth, she needs my help and i can’t just-”
“y/n,” he interrupts, his voice ever so slightly raised, “listen to me,” percy cups your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him. blood. there was so much blood on his face. then you notice the wild look in his eyes, “you’re okay. annabeth is okay. everyone is okay. it’s over, we won.”
you slowly nod as you take everything in. everything hurt. you had a relentless pounding in your head and an awful pain in your stomach, “what happened?”
percy pulls in a chair and closes the curtain around your bed, “from what i’ve heard from annabeth, your team arrived at the planned meeting spot, and instead of the couple dozens of monsters you guys expected…there were hundreds. i guess they somehow knew that you were assigned the northern border so they-”
“they focused all their divisions on the northern border, where i was,” you realize. it makes sense, and quite frankly, it was a good plan. why go for the rest of the camp when you could aim for the one person percy cares for the most? you sigh as you sink your head back into the pillow, a potent mixture of guilt and frustration eating at you.
percy takes your hand into his, rubbing his thumb over your bruised knuckles. he knows all too well what it’s like to be in this position, “y/n please don’t be so hard on yourself. nobody knew that this would happen.”
you purse your lips, “i know, i just can’t shake the feeling that i could’ve done something differently. i mean look around, this is the busiest i’ve seen the infirmary since the last titan war. and you, you’re hurt too,” your arm weakly raises to wipe away a bit of crusted blood on percy’s cheek. you don’t think you could ever forgive yourself if percy died because of you.
“y/n, you did everything you could. and besides, we can’t control everything, especially when it’s war. we knew the risks the moment we decided to fight back,” his hand meets yours as you caress his face.
you sigh, “you’re right. thank you percy.”
he gives you a reassuring nod, “and i’m okay, i promise, i already got everything looked at,” he adds, “will said i should be back to normal within a few days.”
you hum in approval and you two lapse into comfortable silence. percy opens his mouth as if to say something, but lets it fall shut. instead, he reaches for your hand again, holding tightly as if you were to fly away at a moments notice. you look at your boyfriend, finding him deep in thought, “percy what’s wrong?”
his gaze falls to the floor and a few moments pass before he lets out a shaky sigh, “i was just so scared. i mean, when i got there, i found you and you were just laying there,” he pauses, his brows furrowed and lips pursed, “i don’t think i’ve ever ran so fast in my entire life,” percy’s voice was barely above a whisper.
your heart begins to ache knowing how hard this affects him. but you also can’t help feeling happy knowing that percy feels so strongly for you.
“then when i got you here, even will was concerned, and you know how good he is. and then he was working on you for hours, and there was so much blood and i just…” he pauses before looking at you, his eyes swimming with desperation, “i've realized that i can’t live without you. so please-”
“percy," you grasp his shoulder tightly, almost as if proving your existence to him, “i'm alive. you saved my life. and i wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. you realize that, right?”
percy nods his head slowly, he himself finally realizing that everything would be okay, “yeah.”
“good, now give me a hug, my love,” you chuckle, “you’re too tense.”
and he does not need to be told twice. percy practically jumps (very carefully) into your arms, squeezing you in a tight hug. at the end of the day, you’re going to be alright, and that’s all percy’s asking for.
“i love you,” he whispers. a quiet oath to always be the one to find you, to always be the one to save you.
“i love you too, percy,” a promise to do the same.
#HELP i didnt know what to do for the theme#percy jackson#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson and the olympians#heroes of olympus#heroes of olympus x reader#rick riordan#riordanverse#percy jackson fic#percy jackson fandom#percy jackson fanfiction#percy jackson headcanon#percy jackson x yn#percy jackson x y/n#percy jackson x you
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may I request riding alastors thigh? its okay if not ^^!! no rush!!
you may!! :D also got a big praise kink-y on accident!
Sweet Dreams (Alastor x Reader)
You didn’t know what time it was when you heard feather light rapping on your bedroom door, but you could only assume it was gone midnight. Barefoot, you trudged to the door and opened it, mind still foggy with sleep.
No one was there.
You even peeked out in the hallway, but still no one.
This could mean one of two things; either it was Angel pulling a stupid prank, or it was Alastor.
As if on cue, your radio buzzed to life.
“Are you awake, deary? Come up to the tower and pay me a visit, would you?”
Then, it turned off. You smiled to yourself. This is how Alastor had taken to communicating with you without disturbing anyone else. He’d send a shadow down to grab your attention (He couldn’t feel guilty for waking you if it wasn’t actually him, right?), then, he’d talk through the radio. It’s strangely charming you thought to yourself as you yanked on slippers and wrapped yourself up in a robe before making the short walk up to the radio tower.
He was sat lazily on a desk chair when you arrived. His blazer shrugged off and was hanging over the seat, tie loose and top button undone. It was weird seeing him like this, you had to admit, but it was endearing seeing him so relaxed and at ease. It also made you feel slightly warm and fuzzy how he was beginning to let his guard down around you.
“Everything okay, Al?”
He turned in his chair and smiled, head resting on his hand, “Fine and dandy, dear! I haven’t seen you all day, just wanted to check in.”
His eyes were lidded, you couldn’t tell if this was due to lust or exhaustion (though it was probably both), and his grin seemed sleepier than usual. He patted his lap, beckoning you toward him. You happily followed, dropping your robe unceremoniously on the hardwood floor leaving you in your pyjamas. You straddled his thigh facing him, and he gave you a short chaste kiss on the lips before wrapping his arms around you.
“I do wish you’d visit me more up here. I can so easily loose track of time...”
“I know, I know. I just never want to bug you if you’re busy! That’s all...”
He kissed your hand, “Don’t be silly. You’re always welcome up here. Sometimes a distraction is just what I need...”
You hadn’t noticed but his hands had travelled down to your hips, claws leaving invisible little scratches behind. He’d also slowly started gently rocking you on his thigh so slowly it hadn’t done registered until he picked the pace up. You giggled a little bit when you realized what he was doing and he just smiled up at you.
“What? I’m just making sure you get a bit of attention! Think of it as an apology for me leaving you all day, hm?”
You gave in and melted into him, your panties getting more and more sodden with each of his words. You continued riding him as he kept teasing you.
“My, oh my. You really must of missed me, look how needy you are! Well, we’ll make sure you get taken care of, hm?”
You nod, and he started tapping his foot on the ground causing vibrations to shoot through your core. You reached for the zipper on his dress pants, but he brushed you off. “Not today, dear. Just let me take care of you, yes?”
Your hands instead moved up to his chest, half to balance you and half to just touch him. He kept bouncing you incessantly as you ground down on his thigh. You were sure his leg was soaked by now, but he honestly just seemed too tired to care. You kept letting out little mewls as you rocked back and forth, the whole time his gaze never leaving yours.
“You really needed this, didn’t you? You look so pretty like this, like an angel.” He mused.
Your breathing hitched, “Ah... Close...”
He nodded understandingly, tightened his grip on your hips and bounced his knee slightly more violently, “You can cum, Darling. Don’t have to wait for permission... Not today, at least...”
You melt into him as you came, almost collapsing but he held you up. He helped you back to your feet and after checking that your knees definitely weren’t about to buckle, gathered your gown and draped it back over your shoulders before you both left his tower and retired back to the hotel.
“You’re probably as tired as I am after that...”
“Sleep with me?”
Instead of insisting he slept in his own bed, he silently walked past his bedroom door and obediently followed you to yours.
#hazbin hotel smut#alastor smut#alastor x reader#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin smut#alastor#hazbin x reader
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begging for sub lyney + praise kink i'd do Anything
nsfw sub!lyney + gn!reader, praise, lots of praise, dumb lyney
this isn't my favourite piece but lyney is all i can think about recently so i just had to get this out as fast as possible. thank u SM for this req bc it's just made me think abt how much of a praise kink he'd have lorddd... n e way i hope this is okay!!.. <33
"you did so good today."
lyney thinks he will burst if one more compliment falls from your lips. you're close—too close. your hands are all over him, teasing the buttons of his shirt, tugging at his belt loops, tracing along the lines of his jaw. he's so flustered, worked up, adrenaline still flooding through his body from his previous performance.
his hat and shoulder cape have been discarded on the makeup desk behind him, your eagerness not giving him any time to take a breath as you'd hurried him into his dressing room and painted his face with needy kisses. lyney had laughed, pushing you away to cheekily ask if you'd enjoyed the performance that much; his cockiness soon fading once the praises started tumbling out between desperate kisses against his skin.
your thigh is between lyney's parted legs, his back against the makeup desk; hands fisting the material of your shirt at your shoulders as he grinds against your thigh. he's whimpering, soft and embarrassed—a complete switch to his usual confident on stage persona and you can't help but feel the wave of pride at the way lyney can't seem to look up, fixated on the way he moves so obediently for you.
"look at you." you sigh, head tilting as you watch him fall apart against your leg. your eyes are soft but dark, taking in the desperate cant of his hips and pretty gasps with every movement.
you're not even doing anything. lyney does all the work—working himself along your thigh, fingers curling into your shirt, eyebrows furrowed with concentration to make himself finish.
he'd been so stressed for his performance, so it'd been your plan all along to let it be known how well he did. the relief of finally getting his act done was clear as lyney was so accepting to relieve himself, to let you reward him for such a good show.
"just like that," you whisper. your hand tilts his head to finally look up at you, his eyes glassy and needy, "my pretty lyney."
lyney flushes at the praise, breath hitching, "st-stop, please." though his thrusts never seem to slow, hips only stuttering a little.
you take note of that, eyebrows raising when you flicker your gaze to his desperate grinding, "you want to stop?" you press your thigh harder against him, leaning impossibly closer across body, "but you're doing such a good job for me, darling."
"mh-hah-" lyney whines, loud, at the feeling of your thigh pressing hard against his cock straining against his shorts. he doesn't seem to realise how pitchy he's getting, brain fuzzy and too focused on you and your close body and the praises and his need to show you how even better he can be.
lyney can't think when you press your hand over his mouth to stifle his increasing moans. your chest presses against his and although he never seizes to slow the movement of his hips, your close proximity and the weight of your body pressing him hard against the makeup desk forces his eyes to roll back at the friction of your thigh against his cock. he can feel himself dripping against the material of his shorts, so incredibly close to breaking from just the press of your thigh alone. the thought would've flooded him with embarrassment if he could think properly.
you force him to keep eye contact, his eyes lidded and glossed over, the only thing separating you being your hand covering his mouth. your eyebrows furrow a little at the halt of his hips, "hm? don't stop, dove. you're being so perfect for me."
he feels so hot, his throat is closed up, unable to form a coherent word except the muffled whimpers and whines. his brain is muddled, the previous anxiety of a bad performance completely erased because now he's being good for you, he's so perfect, he's doing such a good job.
and to top it off, you lean in close when he starts to rock his hips at your command, whispering the words, "good boy." and lyney could cry.
lyney's eyes threaten to close, eyebrows scrunched and pretty breathy whimpers bleed past your hand over his mouth at the words, hips stuttering against your leg. purple irises gloss over with tears of pleasure, everything all too much and all you can do is smirk a little at how fucked out the usual suave and charming magician is.
"'m gonna-" lyney mumbles behind your hand, breath quickening and he pleads with his eyes, words stopping halfway to moan noisily.
"ah-ah!" you rip away his chance suddenly, hand dropping from his mouth and you back up slightly so you're no longer situated between his legs. lyney whines, bucking into the air at the loss of friction, eyes pooling with tears.
"n-no, please, please." lyney's desperate, voice broken and whiny.
"not yet, dove. 'need to get these off." you play with the belt loops of his shorts, tugging him a little closer. you smile wolfishly, going to pull the material down, "i need to reward you properly."
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HII SUZU, HOW ARE YOU?? I love it so much when you write about stepbrother Scaramouche! So could you write about stepbrother Scara who found a box of sex toys in reader's room and decided to use the toys on reader just to tease them? (Sorry if the grammar is bad, I'm Brazilian so english is not my first language.)
Stepcest DNI if it makes you uncomfortable. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Sex toys. Degradation. Taunting.
Don't worry, your English is fine😌 Thank you very much for your kind words.
You couldn't help it. You had to do something to contain the collosal crush you had on your step brother. You shouldn't have feelings for your step brother, but you couldn't help it.
So, you took to keeping it confined to your room, using a few sex toys you'd acquired on yourself, trying to keep the moans of his name quiet, your eyes shut imagining it was Scaramouche making you cum on the toys.
Thing is, Scaramouche couldn't resist his delicate little step sister. He often snuck into your room to steal little things like a pair of your panties to fist his cock into. He could often hear your muffled moans and whines for him coming from your room, but he could never figure out where you kept those sex toys.
Until today. He'd combed through your room while you were out with your friend.
Once you'd returned home, all it took from Scaramouche was deep kissing and heavy petting to work you out of your clothes and onto your bed.
The air flow and pressure created by the clit sucker on your clit made your legs shake, and your body twitch. There was such a teasing smirk on his face as he rubbed the tip of a vibrator over your hardened nipples.
He snickered watching your face contort in bliss. "What a slut I have for a step sister," He took the vibrator off of your nipple, teasing it against your hole. You let out a whimper as your pussy quivered around nothing from his degradation.
"You think about me while you fuck yourself with these, don't you," He abruptly hit the vibrator on your sweet spot. Your hips jerked off the bed, the pleasure the vibrations created on your sweet spot made your walls clamp tight around the toy.
His cock twitched and throbbed watching you twitch, writhe and rock your hips up into the toy. You struggled to nod, any words falling apart in loud moans of pleasure as Scaramouche continuously nudged the vibrator along your sensitive walls, making sure you felt every rub of the ribs thoroughly.
Scaramouche tapped his finger on the clit sucker in encouragement, pressing down gently. "Use your words, kitten," He teased, turning up the setting on the vibrator.
"Yes, okay! Yes I do!" You confessed behind loud shameless moans, "It takes everything I have not to scream your name before I cum!" Your head was turning fuzzy from the way he was kissing the vibrator into your sweet spot.
Scaramouche's cock was rock hard as he watched you writhe on the bed, your eyes glassy and drool coming from the corner of your mouth. "You do seem to moan louder when I use them on you," He increased the pace of the vibrator, "what a shameless slut."
It sounded so good when he degraded you, it made your cunt clench tighter on the toy, and your cheeks flush with adoration. He seemed to sense that, his smirk widening.
A shiver danced up his spine when you looked at him with your sweet, wide, tear filled eyes and said, "Please, I want my step brother to make me cum," Your lower lip even trembled a little. Scaramouche could get off on that love struck expression alone.
You reached out to stroke his wrist appreciatively before your orgasm suddenly hit you. "Scaramouche!" You cried out, gripping his wrist as your body seized up from the intense pleasure. It made your head swim and tears fall from your eyes.
Watching the way Scaramouche's eyes glinted, you could tell he was far from done with playing with you.
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Whip ‘Em Out
Pairing: Charles x Reader
Rating: M
Warnings: Smut, flashing, slight hand collar, Dom!Charles to Soft!Dom Charles, p in v, oral (male receiving), soft sex, slight fighting in the beginning
Requested: Yes/No
Request: Could you maybe write a blurb for Charles . Just like the trend on tiktok, that you are having a argument with your boyfriend and during the argument you are flashing him with your tits?
A/N: Alright this was going to go completely different and I got really carried away with this request. It was going to be a quick and funny little thing but yeahhhhh. Anyways it wasn’t originally going to be soft sex but I’m in my feels today. So enjoy ☺️
It's a stupid argument. That's the only reason you thought about doing it. I mean, seriously, Charles was tired and had a little jet lag, and yes, he did ask to pick up his dry cleaning, but he was blowing it up.
"I asked one thing, baby, please pick up my dry cleaning instead. You didn't. Now I have nothing to wear to this damn gala event." Charles groans, storming down the hall to his closest.
You roll your eyes at your dramatic boyfriend as you watch the TikTok of the girl flashing her boyfriend mid-argument. You smirk, knowing damn well this would drive him crazy, but you just had to pick the perfect moment to do it.
His feet echo down the hall as he storms back to you. "I mean, what the hell am I supposed to wear, hm? Couldn't you have just done this one thing, love?" He asks, rubbing the exhausted look off his face, and later you might feel bad, but right now, you just wanted your boyfriend.
"Charles." You say his name making him look up and freeze as you lift up your shirt, well his shirt, and flash him.
You giggle, pull your shirt down, and walk over, pecking his lips that formed a perfect O. "Sorry, I hope that makes up for it." You whisper and head down to your shared bedroom to pick out his outfit for the night so he can leave on time.
Charles stands in the living room before chuckling and slowly walks to the bedroom. Your back is to him as he contemplates exactly what to do with you, especially after that little stunt you just pulled.
Slowly he moves and wraps his hand around your throat, careful not to hurt you. You gasp and pull away from him, but Charles pulls you right back into his chest, and you groan, feeling the stunt's effect on him.
"Char." You moan slightly, mind becoming fuzzy from his body against yours and how his hand is possessively wrapped around your throat.
"You think you can show me your gorgeous tits and then walk away without consequences?" Charles whispers, his grip tightening slightly in your ear, just enough to give you pleasure but not cause harm.
"Just didn't want to keep fighting Char. I'm sorry." You whine, giving your best puppy dog eyes, making Charles almost cave.
"Nah, uh." He grumbles and moves you to the bed, laying you down, making you giggle as Charles stares at you.
He always stares at you before he fucked you senseless. It was a moment that reminded you how much Charles really loved you and how sweet he could be before making you unable to move for the rest of the day.
Charles leans down before lifting your shirt and pulling it over your head, your view gets blocked, but you flinch, feeling warm, feather-like kisses on your collarbone. You shiver when his groan hits your skin as he locks eyes with your chest admiring it.
Charles is a tits man, and fuck did he love yours.
Your spine dances when his rough, calloused hand grabs a handful and tugs gently. His fingers twisted your nipple slightly before sucking it into his mouth. He loved how it felt against his tongue, how your chest heaved, and whimpers fell from your mouth when he sucked you.
"Char." You whine, lifting your hips to feel pressure to dull the ache between them.
He licks your nipple as he lets go of it, his other hand pulling and teasing the other. "Patience." He whispers as he pulls you into him.
A soft moan passes your lips, feeling how much Charles wants you between your legs. You never knew why, but leading up to sex with him always got you closer to your orgasm than anything. He used everything about your body against you, turning you into a pathetic whimpering mess
"Stop, or I won't make it much longer." Charles groans in your chest, and that's when you realize you've been practically humping him.
You know your hips, but whine feeling him twitch. It was becoming painful now, wanting nothing more than to have him in you; Charles was determined to make you drunk on him. Even if that meant Turing your chest into a gallery of his teeth and tongue.
Charles moves so you sit on top of him even though he is sitting up. Your chest was at eye level with his face; he loved you in this position. Nothing got him to come faster than watching you bounce and whine on him, your face filled with ecstasy.
"Please, Charles, please wanna feel you." You whisper as your boyfriend's hands slide down your waist and legs, pulling your shorts and underwear off in one failed swoop.
"I will, angel, but take it slow, okay?" He leans up, kissing your lips as you try to grind on him, but his hands are firm on your hips, stopping that from happening.
Huffing with impatience, you unbuckle his pants. You didn't care he wasn't fully addressed. Honestly, no, with was hotter than riding him like this, it was a weird thing to love, but you did. Charles lets out that giggle of his watching you with love and lust in his eyes. He enjoyed moments like these. Yes, he was still mad about his dry cleaning, and I don't think he didn't know about the new TikTok trend of flashing your boyfriend during an argument, but he loved learning you both craved each other more than air and still had these moments.
His thoughts are interrupted when he feels your hands on him as he groans, eyes fluttering close as he soaks up the feeling of your hand. Charles jumps slightly when you move your hand up and down, almost teasingly as, licking your lips, you look up at him, both of you freezing.
"I love you." He whispers, making your smile show as you remove your hands, trailing them up his body and into his hair, gently tugging the strands.
"I love you too. Sorry for not picking up the dry cleaning." You mumble, making both your chest rattle from his laughter.
"Fuck the dry cleaning, angel." He whispers, kissing your lips, cheeks, and all over your face, causing it to scrunch up.
"Well, can you fuck me first?" You ask, causing a sputter of laughter from both of you.
"I'm not fucking you-." "But-" Charles shuts you up, flipping you onto your back and gently sliding into you. "I'm going to show you how much I love you." He groans, pressing his forehead against yours as soft whimpers escape your mouth.
"Charles." You whine as he slowly moves his hips out, but not enough so you can adjust to him. Charles curses himself for being weak, but nothing makes him shake more than being inside you.
He drove at dangerous speeds and through crashes, weather, and anything else; he always got shakes from being with you.
"Y/n." He groans, slowly moving his hips out before plunging back into you, moans and soft words passing between you as Charles holds you close.
"M close." You groan as Charles nods, knowing what to do as he removes his hand from your hair and down your body to your clit.
Charles learned your body inside and out and read enough to know that people needed more than simple penetration. It's why he always got you going with the teasing and touching before even being with you. Your body craved it like a fucking drug. Even now, the way you clamp down him from his thumb, simply brushing your clit, he knew how much you were tittering on edge.
"Let go for me." He whispers, his thumb giving just enough pressure and moving in a small circle before going up and down that has you moaning loudly as your body spams. Charles stills, stopping himself from his own before your body goes limp, eyes hazy from the orgasm.
"Let me help." You whisper, pulling away and hissing from the empty feeling but shaking it off as Charles moves around you, not resisting your slight push to get him in his back.
Licking his lips, Charles watches as you move between his legs, getting comfortable before licking your tongue over his cock.
"God damn." He groans, knowing he won't last long but he doesn't care.
Giggling to yourself, you waste no time taking him into your mouth, causing him to let out more curses, mixes of English, French, and Italian. His weight on your tongue makes you relax as your tongue swirls around his head, throat relaxing and taking him further. Sometimes Charles loved your sloppy fast pace or slow and teasing style, but he was enjoying how you let him enjoy it. Bobbing your head, you move your left hand and grip his thigh, letting him know you are okay and taking your right hand to slowly massage him causing him to let out whimpering groans.
You loved turning him into a mess with your mouth, but you feel him twitch and know not to drag it on as long as you tighten your throat slightly and move your tongue faster.
"Angel, fuck, I'm- I'm-" Charles doesn't finish his sentence as he comes in your mouth. You don't stop your movements, still sucking him through his high. You pull off him slowly when you feel him relax in your mouth, and you quickly swallow as he pants, trying to catch his breath.
"Damn." He groans, his hands pulling you up so you lay on top of him, not wanting you far from him. Charles would never admit it, but after sex, he just needed you next to him to make sure you were okay and to know you didn't feel conflicted emotions sometimes.
"Apology accepted." He whispers, making you laugh and kiss his nose before laying your head on his shoulder, enjoying his scent and heartbeat against your hand.
"Hey?" He asks, fingers running up and down your back.
"Yes?" You reply, your own fingers trailing over his chest and abdomen.
"Next time we argue like that, whip 'em out again." He mumbles.
Your brain stops working before you slap his chest, making you shout in surprise as you try hard not to laugh.
"Your such a boy." You shout, which Charles laughs as he grabs your hands, stopping the assault.
"Yes, but I'm yours." He says, kissing your nose.
"Yeah, you are." You smile, running your hand over his jaw as both talk and laugh, the gala event wholly forgotten.
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hi hun!! i have another in a week :]] it's a little less cute than sunshine reader, but i read the fic where reader swore at someone and everyone was shocked and i thought it was so funnyy
i was thinking a.. hothead!reader who's got a sailor mouth and quick temper, so naturally she curses a LOT. and the boys dare her to try not to curse for just one day, and she accepts it, but without them even doing anything mischievous to tick her off, she drops something and she's like "fuck- shit, damn it!" and the boys are just giggling their head off and constantly reminding her to put money in the swear jar
ooh and maemae, i love the way you write descriptions omgg <333 especially when you write from james' pov, he's such a sweetheart!! ahh you're such an amazing writer, your stuff gives me all the warm fuzzies :] i hope you're taking care of yourself in the midst of writing all these requests!!
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Thank you my love!
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poly!marauders x hothead!reader ♡ 677 words
You know your boyfriends are plotting something. You eye them suspiciously as Sirius whispers to James, both of them giggling like children.
“What,” you say flatly.
James doesn’t even bother trying to hide his grin. “Nothing, sweetheart.”
You huff, biting your lip before you can call him any name that’ll make you lose your prize. It’s nine in the morning, and you’ve only got about sixteen hours to go with no cursing. Twelve if you go to bed early as a measure of self-censure.
Remus had raised an eyebrow at you after a particularly colorful stream of expletives the night before, asking as you made your contribution to the swear jar, “Do you think you could go even one day without swearing like that?” You said you could, and Sirius had pounced on the opportunity for a wager, betting you that you couldn’t go the entire next day without using a single curse word.
You’re sure the boys were hoping you’d forget overnight, but you weren’t accustomed to losing, and damned if you weren’t going to get your prize. Sirius had so little faith in you that he’d agreed to letting you pick what movies you all watched for the next month if you won the bet. The next month. That meant a month-long reprieve from those stupid fucking heist movies they all loved so much.
You’re also certain that, failing their first plan of your poor memory, your boyfriends are going to be cooking up some other scheme to make you falter. One of their famous pranks, to be sure. They tease you incessantly for your short fuse, and they’re bound to try and ignite it any way they can today.
You wonder what it’ll be. Dog breath potion slipped into your water bottle? Stink pellets tossed into your room? Or maybe something so simple as salt in your coffee?
You look down at the mug Remus handed you a minute ago, sniffing at it. They always use Remus when they want to be inconspicuous; it’s so hard to suspect him. But he wants you to lose the bet as much as anyone.
You stand, carrying your still-full mug into the kitchen.
“Not this time,” you mutter.
Remus looks up from his paper, frowning at you as you stomp over to the sink. “Dove, what are you doing?”
“You must think I’m so gullible,” you drawl, pouring the hot coffee down the drain. “There’s no way I’m ingesting anything you—” the handle of the mug slips from your grasp, the dish shattering in the sink “—ah, fuck!” You look up to see Sirius’ eyes widen, glee sparking to life, and realize what you’ve done. “Shit. Damn it!”
Remus puts a hand over his mouth while Sirius hoots, and James simply collapses in giggles, disappearing behind the couch.
“Tha—that was too easy,” Sirius cackles, using his forefinger to wipe under his eyes. “We didn’t even do anything yet!”
“Sweetheart, I’m almost disappointed,” Remus says, shaking his head even as he grins from ear-to-ear. “I thought you’d make it to the afternoon at least. Get your money for the jar.”
“That’s, what?” James' voice comes from behind the couch. “Three dollars?”
“Five,” you say gravely, holding up your favorite finger on each hand. “Fuck you, you assholes.”
“Pretty sure that’s six, babydoll.” Sirius cheeses at you. “Gestures count, don’t they Prongs?”
“A dollar per hand,” James agrees, now recovered enough to sit up on the couch.
You seethe at them, and Remus comes into the kitchen to help you clean up your mess, patting your shoulder consolingly.
“We’ll put it towards date night,” he says.
“Good idea.” Sirius kicks his feet up on the table, making a show of lounging in his chair. “I’m thinking tonight, we order in from that Indian place and watch The Italian Job. What do you think, lads?”
You bristle, but Remus sees the comeback sizzling on your tongue and squeezes your shoulder warningly. “Save your money, dove. Want me to make you some more coffee? Seems like you might need it today.”
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3 with james potter pretty please <333
3. “Tell me to leave and I’ll never bother you again.”
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James Potter fucked up.
He wasn’t exactly sure how he had fucked up, but he knew he fucked up monumentally when you came down for breakfast, slumped down a few seats away from him and totally blanked him.
He played it off as a rough morning at first. After all, you were never a morning person and you seemed pleased enough with him last night when you sat curled under a blanket with him as your friends laughed and joked around you into the early hours of the morning.
He was clearly just overreacting.
But then your shared potions class after lunch came around and you still weren’t talking to him. You weren’t talking to anyone.
“You must’ve done something to piss her off,” Sirius said to him, watching as his best friend slumped back against the grass as he glared above at the cloudless sky.
“No shit,” James grumbled.
“Have you tried talking to her?” Remus asked, propped on his elbows with the book he was previously reading abandoned to the side.
“Well…no,” James murmured, clearing his throat a little when Sirius snorted. “But she won’t even look at me!”
“And how will poor Prongs ever live on when his little girlfriend won’t even smile at him,” Sirius teased, reaching over to poke his cheek only for James to bat his hand away.
“She’s not my girlfriend,” the boy whined helplessly, though both boys sitting next to him knew well enough how much James wished that weren’t true. He just hadn’t quite gained the courage to ask you out yet—how truly Gryffindor of him.
“Just ask her, mate,” Remus suggested with a shrug. “What’s the worst that can happen?”
James established that there were at least three outcomes that could come from asking you, and each was just as bad as the last. One: you wouldn’t even acknowledge his question. Two: you would hex him and then go back to pretending he didn’t exist. Three: you would laugh at the fact he even cared to ask, hex him and then go back to pretending he didn’t exist.
Each left James completely unsatisfied with your sudden distance and a bitter taste in his mouth at the mere idea he may lose you. And despite all these outcomes racing through his head, James still found himself standing outside your dorm, muttering to himself before he bit the bullet and knocked.
It took thirty seconds for you to open the door and they had to be the longest thirty seconds of his life. However, when you did open the door, James barely gave you a chance to properly take in who was even standing across from you before he began rambling.
“Listen, I totally get that you might hate my guts right now and that maybe you wanna hex me but I just need to say this before I lose the chance because it would kill me if you didn’t know that I am so sorry for whatever I have done to make you try avoid me or whatever else it is—”
“James.”
“—but I really like you and this is totally not the time to say it, like at all even and I just—”
“James.”
“—I really wanted you to know that if there is any chance you could forgive me or even tell me what I did so I can rectify it—”
“JAMES!”
The boy stopped suddenly, his cheeks burning red as he took in your expression for the first time and held back his wince. “Tell me to leave and I’ll never bother you again. I promise.”
“What are you going on about?” you asked, still feeling bleary and fuzzy from the nap you were taking minutes ago, and not finding much help in the annoyingly bright torches in the corridor.
“I–” James cleared his throat. “You were angry with me today and I just wanna tell you I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done.”
Your brows furrowed together. “James, I’m not angry with you.”
He blinked. “You’re not?”
“No, I’m not,” you sighed.
“But…you ignored me all day,” he murmured, looking a bit like a kicked puppy with his pouted lips.
“I didn’t mean to,” you explained, feeling your face softening and your annoyance from him waking you up quickly melting away. “I just…I woke up with a migraine and it wasn’t getting any better no matter what I did. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, James.”
His lips parted with a soft ‘oh’.
“If it’s any consolation, I was ignoring everyone,” you offered with a weak smile.
“That’s good,” James nodded, eyes widening when he realised what he said and quickly scrambled to take back his word. “Not about the migraine! Not that at all! I just meant….fuck, love, I meant about you not being angry at me—”
“James,” you called softly, a hint of a smile on your lips.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” James asked helplessly.
“Cuddle with me?” you asked in a sweet voice that he could never say no to. “I was trying to take a nap but it would help if I had a wizard who’s always ridiculously hot laying beside me.”
James grinned. “You think I’m hot, love?”
“I take it back. I can nap myself.”
“No take-backs, sweetheart. Now budge over, I’m gonna cuddle the shit out of you.”
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put some love on me
PAIRING: Ellie Williams x Fem!reader
WORD COUNT: 2.1k
WARNINGS: bestfriend!ellie, self deprecating thoughts (but not really), touch starved reader who needs to get her shit together, some actual fluff for once
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You wish you weren’t such a fucking coward.
All you want to do is just ask somebody for a hug. Just a hug. That’s it. You don’t have a clue why it’s so fucking hard.
Dina’s the only one who’s gotten you to talk about it. You were really feeling it one day—that craving feeling in your chest that makes you want to run up to somebody and take all the touch from them you can get. You were so embarrassed she even noticed. You still don’t know how, but Dina always says she has her ways.
Nothing she said really fixed much. Just that a lack of touch leads to a craving of more—something like that. She gave you a hug after that talk but it felt so awkward, like she had only done it because she knew you needed it, not that she had wanted to do it herself. You left pretty quickly after that.
But now, standing outside Ellie’s door, you’re getting that feeling again. It always creeps up at the worst moments when you’re not expecting it; usually you just go home and suffer in your bed, alone. It passes eventually, but it sucks. It’s like torture, knowing you want it, need it, but you don’t have the guts to go out and ask for it. Because you know anyone of your friends would gladly be of service, but it just makes you feel like a burden.
Which is why you want to run and hide when Ellie opens up the door. Because for some reason, her face just brings back that hunger you have for it. The look she always has that’s so soft and welcoming (something you haven’t noticed that’s just for you), and the way her arms tightly hold the person she’s hugging close to her chest always makes your head go a bit fuzzy.
Her mouth curves up into a soft grin, “Hey, babe, c’mon in.”
Not the babe. God no NOT the time.
You swear you’re gonna lose it before you even walk in the door. You hate when she calls you babe; or any term of endearment for that matter. Only because you love it, and you hate that you love it. It’s not helping the situation at hand by any means.
You try and hide your grimace when her hand falls to your lower back when she leads you inside. Despite the amount of times you’ve been in her room, you still look around each time as if it’s only the first. You notice she’s added an extra poster on the wall since you’ve been here last, and her eyes follow you around the room as you take it in.
She smiles when you start thumbing through her comics, humming to yourself when you see something you like. She walks back over to her bed where she was practicing a tune on her guitar before you got there.
“What were you playing,” you ask softly, “ya’ know, before I interrupted.”
Ellie rolls her eyes playfully, “Shut up, I literally asked you to come over here.”
She hears you whisper a quiet whatever as you go across the room and sit on her couch. Her eyebrows furrow in confusion when you sit down and curl into yourself. Usually when she gets you to come around you’re right by her side, she doesn’t know why that’s not the case today.
“What are you doing?”
“Hm?” Your head pops up, looking at her with a soft look on your face. You seem so… out of it.
“C’mere.” She waves you over, but you don’t budge.
You shrug and try to play it off, “I’m quite comfortable here, thank you.”
You realize she’s not having it one bit as she gets up and practically marches over to you, leaning her body down to pick you up swiftly into her arms.
“Oh my god- Ellie!” You find yourself giggling into her shoulder as you smack her, but it has no real evil intent behind it. And she knows that too.
“What! You weren’t gonna come over yourself, so I did it for you!”
She throws you onto her bed, and you instantly feel the lack of warmth her hands brought when they were gripping you. It was like someone handed you a cookie, and just as you were about to eat it, they tore it away. It was so quick, you wished you’d reveled in it a bit more before she let go of you.
You scooted up to the top of her bed to lean against her headboard as she sat at the end and picked up her guitar again. Your eyes dance across her skin as you observe the small freckles and the way her hands flex when she handles the guitar. You try to wane off the feeling; forget what it felt like to be skin to skin, forget the relief that was served to you when her fingers dug into your flesh.
You didn’t notice the catch in your breath as you started thinking about it, or the way your hands started to fiddle with themselves in your lap, but she did. Ellie observed you just as you did to her, and she wished she’d seen it when you walked in.
The softness. The desperation.
You obviously need something, but she doesn’t know what.
Your nails are digging into the palms of your hands when you feel that familiar warmth return to your skin. You meet her eyes and she’s gently touching your leg.
She’s touching you. You instantly feel horrible when you move your leg away. You want to take it back immediately when her eyes fill with hurt.
“What’s up with you, huh?” Ellie’s voice fills the air and it makes you perk up.
“What?” You reply distantly. She sighs. She sets down her guitar and shuffles closer to you.
“I said, what’s up with you? Why you being weird?”
You laugh awkwardly, “Me? Being weird? I’m not being weird, how am I being weird?” Your question makes her laugh.
“I don’t know, you just…” she shrugs, “you’re not being you.”
You nod, pulling your legs up to hug them, “Okay, how am I usually.”
“Well for one, you don’t usually run away from me,” she laughs, but you can hear the discomfort in her voice.
You can’t help but frown. Her hurt makes you feel so stupid. Why couldn’t you have just acted normal, and she wouldn’t be questioning you right now. Why couldn’t you-
“Y/N.”
She’s closer. Her hands on your hands. You didn’t realize you covered your face until she peeled them away from your eyes. You try not to let out a squeak when you say huh in question.
“Please tell me what’s going on with you, how can I help?” Her head tilts and it makes your heart flutter in your chest. How do you tell your best friend that it would probably save your life if she held you so tight and never let go? How do you tell her that’s all you will ever need, but it’s something you’ve never let yourself have?
She gets it as soon as your eyes drop down to her hand. The way you suddenly look so desperate but ready to tear away from her at the same time. You can’t find it in yourself to ask, it’s too embarrassing. But it’s really not, you know that, but it feels like it. Once she gives you that look, that I get it now look, you know you’re done for.
“Honey, look at me.” Her finger nudges your chin up so you look at her, but it just makes you all the more shy. She grins, “Would you like a hug?”
You groan, letting your head fall back against the headboard. “Don’t make fun of me.”
“I’m not making fun of you!” Her smile says otherwise.
“Yes you are! And no, I don’t.” Your refusal has her raising her eyebrows at you. She knows your stubborn, but she didn’t think it would be this hard to get a confession out of you.
“Oh really?” She tsks, “I think you’re lying to me.”
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“I don’t give a shit-”
Ellie almost scares you when she darts forward and pulls you into her, pulling you into the hug she asked for anyway. A “wha-” is halfway out your mouth when her hands fold across your back and your head gets shoved into the juncture of her neck and shoulder. She squeezes a little tighter, puffing soft breaths into your own shoulder, trying to get you to calm down.
“Can you relax for me? Jeez.” Your eyes are shut tight and you’re not even holding her back. She pulls you back and your eyes are closed, which makes her grunt in annoyance. “Open your eyes, love.” You’re breathing is sort of heavy, but you’re doing everything you can to relax. It’s so nice. The pressure of the hug, the weight of her body, it’s everything you need. But there’s that voice in the back of your head saying you don’t deserve it.
Your voice is shaky when you say, “I’m sorry.” You shake your head, and you don’t know what you’re doing when you try to pull away but you want to lean against her.
“Hey, don’t go anywhere,” her hand comes up to the back of your head and holds you there, “why are you sorry?” You shake your head. “Why are you sorry?” She demands again.
You open your eyes and she notices they’re sort of teary. “I’m sorry for making you feel bad.”
Ellie sighs at that, “Baby, I’m okay. You didn’t.”
“I did though.”
She pulls your head up and places her hands on both sides of your face. Her touch is so overwhelming. You take another shaky breath and her forehead falls against yours.
“It’s okay, baby.” Her thumbs stroke your cheeks and suddenly, all you need is more.
Just more of everything she’s giving you. She doesn’t seem burdened and she doesn’t seem upset, so you let yourself lean into her embrace. You whine when she pulls away, but she places a kiss to your brow and it makes you absolutely melt.
She holds you so close, one hand scratches the back of your neck while the other travels down the side of your body to hold you in place on her lap. She tugs you a bit closer which makes you fall even more into her. A noise of content escapes you when her fingers scratch the top of your head, and it makes her chuckle to herself.
“You are so worked up, is this all you needed?” She questions.
You groan, burrowing your head further into her neck, breathing in and out deeply so you don’t ruin this moment. She lets you sink into her, let’s you wrap your arms around her waist, all the while you’re slowly letting her patch up the broken pieces of your heart, one by one.
“Yeah.” You mumble quietly.
You slump, almost like you’re going to sleep, and she revels in it. Loves the fact that she is the one doing this for you, she is the one that can take the ache away. It makes her sad knowing it probably took you so long to say something because you thought you didn’t deserve it, and she knows, because this used to be her.
“Atta’ girl.” She kisses the side of your head.
Finally, you’re relaxing. She maneuvers the both of you so she’s sitting back against the headboard and your head is against her chest. Her hands rub up and down your back, and she doesn’t tease when you move every now and then, since you’re still getting used to the constant touching.
The ache starts to go away, but there’s that lingering sense of want that doesn’t leave you. Your hands grip the sides of her shirt, grabbing her attention away from her comic book.
“You good, baby?”
“Don’t call me baby.” You blush.
Now this she’ll tease you about.
She smirks, “why not, sweetheart? You don’t like it?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Aww, you know you like it.” Your head pulls up to look at her, and all she can think is you have the cutest glare out of anybody she knows.
“What did I say.”
“Shut the fuck up and accept my love you bastard.”
Your face flushes red, and you know it. You go back down without a retort and she knows she’s got you where she wants.
“Thanks, Els.”
“Yeah. Whatever.”
She says it with a smile.
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♧14.05♧
University Student Choi San x (F)Reader ft.Yuyu
Summary: Jealousy is but a natural trait, especially when your bro gettin' a bit too comfy with your butterfly.
Genre: Fluff
Rating: SFW
Warnings: None
Word Count: 943
Est. Read Time: 5 min
Networks: @cromernet @k-labels
Banner: @cafekitsune
A/N: I was supposed to upload Meow ch4 today, but it's still not done :( But here's a timestamp inspired by @edenesth
Yunho sat across her, working silently, well naturally they were in the library, and had to finish this project because she was ever so kind enough to request him if they could finish this a bitter early, explaining how the due date was the same day as her boyfriend's birthday and she really wanted to spend the day with him and not do this project.
Naturally, he agreed, any friend of hers is a friend of his- that and she was literally talking about San, his roommate, so he'd seen the two together a couple of times, they'd even invite him for dinner sometimes, she was nice and San was happy- that's all that mattered to him.
An hour turned into two, then three, and the two were still compiling and researching. He'd glance at her, mumbling to herself, eying her notes, then looking back at his barely readable notes, then getting back into the rhythm.
It was all good until he began to feel something burn into him, like a piercing gaze that had him fixed in spot, sneakily glancing to see if it were her, he realised it wasn't, she was still mumbling to herself. Then who was it? He realised the chair next to her was now occupied, the person was sitting extremely close to her, San wouldn't have liked that, turning to sit up properly and ask the intruder in the fuzzy grey jacket to keep distance he locked eyes with a pair that was glaring at him- San?
Ever so slowly he saw the man raised his arm, reaching over to wrap it around his girlfriend's shoulders, startling her before giving her a sheepish smile for a second, only to glare back at Yunho when she went back to work, his arm still around her.
"You're an idiot." Is all Yunho said before glancing at her, knowing she couldn't hear them. She was too busy blasting whatever song she could find at this point.
"And she's taken -"
"And she's finishing her work early so she can spend time with you on your birthday," he smiled, resting his chin on his palm as he gave him a gentle smile, one that tried to neutralise the judgemental look in his eyes, "You know...for when you turn FIVE Sannie."
In an instant, the other man's expressions softened, morphing into a pout, trying to gain the elder one's forgiveness, though he earned only an eye roll in return, followed by a, "You and Seonghwa need to calm down." That's because of each man's significant other shared more than just a few classes with Yuyu- truth be told Yunho was their senior, but the two took advanced courses, so the real problem was that they were dating two idiots. With that, he got up, collecting his things and packing up.
She pulled off her headphones, glancing at San before looking up at Yunho, worried that he was upset she made him spend three hours of his only free day in the library, "I-I'm almost done, I can compile the work whenever you send it-" though he smiled at her, shaking his head, "No, you just finish it and send it to me, I'll compile it later tonight and then we can turn it in."
"Oh my gosh, thank you, Yuyu~" her little nickname had San tighten his hold on her, though she didn't notice, too concerned about getting free time to spend with her giant idiot.
"It's my pleasure." The golden boy smile at her, watching her put her headphones back on and getting back to work, only to turn and glare at San who was glaring back at him, though his glare faltered when Yunho raised an eyebrow, clearing his throat and averting his gaze for a split second, only to gasp when he saw how Yunho had flipped him off, mouthing, "Grow up."
He quickly turned to his butterfly. Did she see? Did she see how horrendous and demonic that man was? He was no innocent Yuyu, but a spawn sent down by Satan, himself. Though all he saw was her typing away with a greater determination, all so she could spend time with him. Sighing, he pulled her closer, encasing her in a side hug, ignoring how she was protesting and whispering, "Excuse me, Sir! I need to finish this! San, San move!"
And he did let her go, only after forcing her to wear his fluffy grey jacket, so everyone would know she was taken- he had class anyway, so he had only dropped by to check on her because she didn't respond to his text spams or picked up his calls- oh...he did come here only after Yunho had disclosed the location.
Huffing to himself, he pressed a chaste kiss on the top of her head, moving the headpiece to whisper in her ear about his class before covering it with the hood of the jacket.
Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he walked out of the library walking towards his class, thinking of what to get Yuyu as a thank you present for taking care of his girl in class, maybe dinner? Or a restraining order to keep him away from HIS girl. Chuckling to himself he walked into his class, Choi San, you comedian, no wonder she likes you, you're so funny.
"You at the back, is something funny?"
"No S- Yunho?"
"No, that's Sir Jeong to you, professor Kim sent me as a guest lecturer for this class, now why dont you give us a sumamry of what you all have done ....for the past whole semester."
"Shit"
He should really get that restraining order.
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Two Lonely Hearts Yandere!Miguel O’Hara X Reader
Hey, guys! I hope you all are doing well. This is my first time writing for Spider Man and for Miguel O’Hara. I just think he’s neat. The Spanish I did Google Translate so please let me know if it’s wrong so I can fix it! I hope you guys all enjoy and have a great day/ night!
Words: 2010
Warnings: Implied suicidal thoughts, anxiety, depression, yandere tendencies, kidnapping, talk of forced mothership
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
I sighed and groggily turned off my alarm. Last night I did not get a lot of sleep, even with my sleeping pills. It has been like this a lot lately and it sucks because the night is when my mind wanders the most. I hate that I have to deal with my anxiety and depression even while I try to sleep. It really sucks the life out of you.
Today I was in the mood to not get out of bed. I just wanted to lay there and let the day pass while I wrapped myself up in a blanket cocoon. I indulged myself and lay there for a while when I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I brought the blanket over my head similar to what a child does to try and get rid of the feeling.
It didn’t go away.
I might as well get up.
With that, I shrugged the blanket off my body and slumped my way out of bed. My bare feet slid against the wood floor as I was too tired to try and lift them. It’s going to be one of those days.
I tiredly made my way to my closet and picked out a f/c t-shirt, a pair of basketball shorts, and my undergarments. With those in hand I made my way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I set my clothes down on the toilet seat and when the water was scalding hot, I got in. I liked hot showers. They felt like they got rid of some of the grime my emotions left. After I completed my normal routine, I just stood there and allowed the warm water to run down my body. Let the water take it all away, Y/n. Let it take it all away.
Soon the water turned frigid and I knew this was my cue to get out. While I didn’t like wasting water, it felt nice to just stand there and not have to worry about anything. The shower was like a safe haven for me. I could block out my adult responsibilities and emotions for a while and just concentrate on the water.
Turning off the spigot, I allowed the cool air to pass by the shower curtain and tingle my skin. It was like my actual wake up call for the day. Sliding the curtain open, I stepped out and grabbed my towel to dry off. The fuzziness of the towel was calming and as soon as I dried off I slowly put on my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror when I was all done. My eyebags had gotten worse and I looked a bit pale. I could almost compare myself to that of a zombie with how tired and dead I looked.
I sighed and rubbed my eyes, seeing if that would take the dreadful image away. Of course it didn’t, so I left the bathroom in search of breakfast. I hadn’t gone grocery shopping in a long time. Being around people lately was scary to me. It felt like their eyes were always on me and judging my every move. Looking in my fridge I knew I would have to conquer my fear and go out today to get some food. Especially since the only things I had in my fridge were apples, two slices of bread and some jelly. Jelly sandwich with some apple slices it is.
I took out my ingredients and set them on the countertop. I turned to my cutlery drawer and took out a butter knife. Looking at the blade, I regretted taking it out. My hands started to twitch as I gazed at it, ashamed of my thoughts going through. Breathe, Y/n. Breathe. In. And out. In. And out.
I followed along to my breathing technique and placed the jelly on one slice of bread. As soon as this was done, I disposed of the knife in the sink as fast as I could. My thoughts still lingered on the blade, but now that it was out of my hands I felt a bit better. Turning back to my breakfast, I placed the top piece of bread on to complete my sandwich. I also decided not to slice up my apple. I took my breakfast to the couch and began to eat, the silence in the apartment was deafening. I took my time since I wasn’t in a hurry to go outside and be an adult quite yet, not that I liked being in my apartment either. I was hoping to be in a place that was away from the world, my own little dimension. It would be so lovely.
I finished up my breakfast after a while and then wrote out my to do list. After this was done I put on some sneakers, grabbed my bag, and headed out. The walk from the fifth floor down wasn’t a bad one fortunately, so soon I was out on the street. The surge of people out and about made me want to crumble, but I forced myself to trudge on. Once again it felt like I was being watched, but I assume it’s all the people around me. Things can get like that sometimes.
It only took me a few minutes to get to the grocery store, which is nice that it’s not too far from my abode. I grabbed a basket from the front entryway and began my journey. I had only gotten a few items in when I saw a child looking scared on the side. She had tears in her eyes and I felt bad for her. Even though my anxiety was high, I wanted to see this little girl safe. I walked over and knelt to her height. “Hi there, sweetie. What’s wrong?”
“I-I-I can’t find my M-mommy-y,” she said through sobs.
“Hey, it’s okay,” I said as nicely as possible, “I’ll help you find her.”
“R-really?”
“Uh-huh. Now, do you know what color shirt your mom was wearing?”
“It was r-red, a dark r-red.”
“Okay. C’mon, kiddo.”
I held out my hand for her to take and luckily she did. The two of us walked around the store when the little girl gave out a happy shriek. “Mommy!”
A woman with a dark red shirt and braided hair quickly turned and smiled wide when she realized her child was safe. “Sarah!”
She ran towards us and hugged her daughter tightly. It was honestly a very fulfilling scene. “Oh I was so worried about you!”
“I’m sorry, Mommy. But this nice lady helped me!”
The woman looked up at me and smiled wide. “Thank you so much, dear. You have no idea how much I appreciate it.”
“I understand, Ma’am. It was my pleasure.”
She nodded at me, took her little girl by the hand and walked down the aisle. I sighed happily and continued my shopping trip.
It took me a bit to get everything, but in the end I completed my to-do list. Walking back to my apartment, I thought about the events in the grocery store. I helped out others all the time. Even though I was suffering on the inside, why should somebody else? However, even my kind deeds did not make my sadness go away, no matter how hard I tried. It was pointless.
After I got back to my house and put everything away, I decided to take a nap. I was tired after all the social interaction. Quietly, I snuck back to my bed and laid down. My eyes closed and it took about twenty minutes before I finally fell asleep.
It felt like a few hours had passed when I finally woke up. I yawned, stretched and got up…or at least attempted to. I was confused when I felt more bed when normally I’d have my feet on the floor by now. Sitting up quickly, my eyes widened.
I wasn’t in my room.
I was somewhere completely different.
I scooted myself over to the side of the bed and rushed out of the room towards the nearest door. I got out a few feet before I smacked into something muscular. I tilted back and strong firm hands grasped at my arms. “Hey slow down, Y/n,” a voice I didn’t recognize said.
I looked up and gasped. The man standing before me I had seen a couple of times in my city walking around. He was so tall with light brown skin and dark brown hair. He wore a skintight dark blue and bright red jumpsuit and his eyes. God his eyes. The red irises stared down at me and seemed to eat me up. He guided me back into the room I just left and I finally took a long look. It was minimalistic in design. All it had was a king size bed, a wardrobe, a desk, a couch, coffee table, another room off to the side and a balcony. He sat me on the end of the bed before sitting next to me. He grabbed my hands with his and squeezed gently. “Now I know all of this is new to you, but I can assure you you’re safe, Y/n.”
“Where exactly am I? W-who are you?”
“I am Miguel O’Hara, but you can call me Miguel. You do not need to know the exact location, just that you are safe.”
“How did I get here? I mean you kidnapped me-”
“Think of it as relocation, not kidnapping, mi amor. As for how you got here…you were sleeping and I grabbed you. I thought it would be the best time so you wouldn’t panic and stress yourself out.”
“Grabbed me?! That sounds like kidnapping to me! And of course I’d panic, I was taken by a guy I don’t even know!”
“Calm down-”
“No! I won’t! I want to go home!”
“You’re safer here.”
“No! I want to leave! I want to go home, please!”
“But mi querida, you were so unhappy there. I saved you! This way I can protect you!”
“Protect me from what?!”
“Yourself!”
There was a deafening silence between us. “M-myself?”
“Yes. While I was watching over you I saw how sad you were over everything. I figured you needed some company and this way I can keep an eye on you. You’ll come to love it here, I assure you. Besides, I feel better knowing you’re here. I will protect you, that I can promise.”
I didn’t know what to say. This man claims he’s been watching me and knows what’s best. I stayed silent. Miguel grasped at my hands a bit tighter and he tried to look into my eyes. I kept them forced on my lap. “Why me?”
“Querida, you have such a kind heart. I’ve seen the things you have done to help those in need. You’ll be a perfect mother.”
“Mother? Mother?! What are you talking about?”
“Yes, madre. I have lost so much and so have you. Why not let our two broken hearts mend together?”
“Because I barely know you!”
I ripped my hands from him and stood up. He followed. “But you will come to know me. I will be the best husband you could ask for.”
“N-no. No! Get away from me, you creep!”
I turned and started to run but Miguel leaped on top of me and restrained me with his arms. “Let go of me! Let go! Please!”
“Shh, mi amor. You’re just tired. I understand. Let me help you.”
I struggled until I felt something pinch my neck. Within minutes my body went limp and numb. Miguel picked me back up and laid me under the covers in the large bed.
I struggled to blink.
I struggled to breathe.
“Hush, mi amor. All will be well when you wake up.”
He leaned down and nuzzled my forehead. Just as he was going to pull away he gave my forehead a kiss as well.
My blurry vision then became dark.
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aot women during sex
pt 1: mikasa, hange, annie
!: fem bodied reader, hange uses she/her and is afab, cannabis in annie’s.
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mikasa: mika is definitely a sub. there's only few times where you'd see her otherwise. she's vocal but not super during sex. only allowing little hiccups and whimpers to escape her lips. she's also a crier, not like sobs but like tears streaming down her cheeks typa cry. she likes to have sex whenever you do, she doesn't really ask for it often bcs she gets nervous. you assure her that you like it when she's clear about what she wants, she still never asks either way. she likes to scissor or just eat you out vise versa. she tries to give but it doesn't always work out, she doesn't like always receiving so she suggests 69 a lot, so the both of you will experience pleasure.
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you came home after a long days work of running errands, to be greeted with your girlfriend lying on the couch. she sat with her head buried into her hands. you put down your bags and come and sit yourself next to her "mika, baby what's wrong?" you pull up her chin. her glossy eyes look up.
“i tried something new today, didn't go so well." she said softly. you pulled her closer.
"what'd your try today 'hun?"
she buried her face back into her hands in an embarrassed manner.
you had no clue what she could've done that made her like this, mostly everything did but like she was so flustered it had to be something more.
“i said what'd you do today baby?"
she picked her head up with a small smile on her face, she cupped her hands and whispered to you.
"mhm, the other day, i was shoppin' online and i had saw somthin that caught my eye." she paused
“i know you're always busy n' stuff but i cant help that i have feelings too, so i bought it, but things just aren't the same." she said teary eyed.
"what are you tryna say, mikasa?" as you looked at her you couldn't help but notice how genuinely ashamed she looked. you already assumed what she was gonna sputter out, but you wanted her to say it for herself, she was a big girl after all, she can use her words.
"i bought a vibe n' a dildo." she said looking at her red fuzzy socks.
you weren't surprised she indulged in something like that, you actually had thought about it deeper, what she'd look like stuffin' her dildo into her pussy, whining trying not to let out anything louder than a small cry.
you looked back at her.
"so mikasa you masturbated, why are you all sad n' shit?"
she looks over at you shaky.
"because.."
"because what?"
“i didn't want the dildo or the vibrator." she said softly
"then why'd you buy it?"
you knew that's not at all what she meant, you were fucking with her. you wanted her to voice what she had actually wanted.
"no no i meant i didn't want the dildo or the vibrator cause..”
you turn your head towards you and mikasa’s calico cat, bunnie, rubbing against your leg. you rub his head with a soft smile.
"cause i want you to do it, not plastic or silicone, or whatever it's fuckin' made of." she mumbles
thats all you needed to hear.
"c’mere" you beckon her to sit on your lap, she sits herself down.
you look at her, your hands leading to her plush ass. you lean in to kiss your girlfriend. your lips sinking into eachother, pink tongues swirling around eachothers mouths. you work your hands up her shirt fondling her tits.
and squeezing her nipples until they're rock hard. you stop the kiss and look at her.
mikasa has always been such a cutie. her short black hair, silver eyes, and an ass that anyone couldnt help but stare at. though she was so tough and scary at times, she was still so scared to even ask her girlfriend to have sex.
"how'd it feel?" you ask her.
“it was okay, i like it better when you do it though."
she pulls off her cashmere sweater, the one her parents got her for christmas. how would they feel if they knew how quickly she was to take it off at a time like this? you notice she wasn't even wearing her bra under it, or panties. she was quick to pull off your shirt, and jeans. you helped by unclamping your bra and taking off your underwear. she pulled off your bra and threw it across the living room.
leaving the two of you in nothing but the matching necklace you two had bought for eachother on your anniversary.
as mikasa still sat on your lap you felt her wet pussy rubbing against your leg. she couldn't even help herself anymore as she rocked her hips and rode your knee. her slick wetting your thigh. her soft whines were like a never ending symphony, something you would never get tired of.
you picked your girlfriend up and lied her on her back, putting your head in between her legs, looking at her puffy clit and glimmering pussy. you start licking at her lips before she stops you.
"you know you don't always hafta’ do all the work.” she says softly
you hover your dripping cunt over hers and put her leg over your shoulders. you and her make eye contact for a second before she gives you a quick nod.
you start rolling your hips, your puffy clit and hers making continuous contact. the only sound in the room are those of mikasa's cries.
she starts grabbing at her breasts trying hard not to get louder than she wants to.
" 's okay baby, you can be louder." you assure her rubbing her flushed cheeks.
just as your wet bud bumped against hers you heard her sniffling, tears streaming down her cheeks as she whines.
"y/n oh my god." she gasps gripping the arm of the couch.
cream coated both your pussies as you continue grinding on your lover. you tried to stifle a moan as your girlfriend grabbed hold of your breasts. twisting and pinching your nipples.
as you hover over mika your necklace dangles over her head, casting a sun shaped shadow over her breasts.
you continue riding your girlfriend until you feel the sensation you get before your about to cum. so good it reminds you of what it feels like to finally sneeze after losing it many times.
"mika 'm bout to cum." you say softly looking at your raven haired girlfriend.
she moves a strand of her hair stuck to her hair from sweat. you continue rocking your hips as you feel your climax fall onto you. covering your mouth with one hand as you let out a quiet yelp.
your girlfriend continues to ride as your body trembles from overstimulation. as you look down on your girlfriend, vison blurry you watch as her breast bounced up and down. you admire your girlfriend as she cums.
gripping the couch, eyes tightly shut, mouth agape gasping for air. god, mikasa's adorable.
she covers her eyes with her arm.
whispering to herself
“the vibrator got me no where, that's why it didn't go well."
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hange: mi favorita, love her. hmmmm. hange is a soft dom, not aggressive. everyone says this and i agree: she's up to trying new things. hange's the opposite of mikasa and is very vocal, a little too vocal. she moans, groans, whimpers, whines all of it. she grips things too. she's lowkey really aggressive twoards herself during sex. she loves giving, more than receiving. she literally doesn't care about positions. what she likes to do is eat her s/o out. it's the reason she lives and breathes. she likes it way more than grinding against her lover.
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“fuck han, keep goin!" you moan pulling at your girlfriends hair. you were sitting on the sink of levi's bathroom. he would've been pissed if he knew why you and hange suddenly intruded his blabbing about vacation to use his bathroom.
so while hange was eating you out, the others all sat downstairs hopefully worrying about the vacation and not the long time you and hange were in the bathroom.
she pushed her glasses up to where they sat in her hair and pushed her index and middle fingers in you. causing you to almost scream. as soon as she heard that she got up and pulled you into a long steamy kiss in hopes you'd shut up. putting you into a trance. she continued fingering you, your cum and juices staining your skirt and the counter.
"mm, bouta' cum." you break the kiss. she kisses you cheek, then works her way down to your neck sucking on your sweet spot. you close your thighs and squeeze her arm.
"stop, they're gonna see it."
she looks at you with an irritated face.
"say a spider bit you." she continues
"he's not gonna believe that, he would never in a million years have a spider in his home." you whine.
she slaps your thigh.
"shut up."
cum soaks hange's fingers as you reach your climax, clenching around her fingers and rolling your eyes back. you set your head back onto the mirror behind you.
"all that whining and complainin' made me oh so aroused. say you'll help me out wouldia?" she smirks
"but we've been in here long enough!" you whisper scream
“i don't care, you did nothing but complain the whole time, if you don't wanna do something for me, then i'll just make sure they all see what we were really doing." she says with a straight face
did she really have no shame? you were scared coming in here because you already knew what she was going to do.
"fine.” you say in defeat sighing.
she sits on the sink as you get on your knees and pull down her pants and underwear.
her cunt glinted and dripped. she grabbed your head and forced you to start licking. it didn't take much to make her cum, especially considering what type timing you guys were on, that was already enough to fully arouse her.
you sucked on her hardened clit, and forced your two fingers in between her puffy folds.
"fuck, you're so good to me y/n.” she says looking down at you. you look up to meet the twinkle in her eyes as she said that.
you lick at her clit like a hungry puppy, rubbing your thumb on her tummy.
you rub her rigid g-spot more causing her to squirt all over your fingers, the mess getting all over levi's freshly mopped floors. she closes her legs and let out a shaky sigh.
you look up at her in horror, afraid of the mess you guys made in his bathroom.
"i told you it would be quick." she winked putting her glasses back on.
"what about the mess" you say scared, thinking of the possible consequences.
"we'll clean it, and let's just tell him it took long because we were snooping around upstairs and found something funny, k?" she says panting, staring at the ceiling.
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annie: annie is soft dom as well. she likes scissoring A LOT. as well as 69. she also likes when her s/o sits on her face. (i want annie so bad). she's a little vocal sometimes sayin "fuck" quietly but that's really it, it doesn't mean she's not enjoying it though. she cares about both her and her s/o's pleasure she likes giving though. she's the type to have sex high asf tbh with nothing but u on her mind.
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after a long week, there's nothing like staying at your friend annie's house and getting high. it's one of the only things you look forward to anymore. she opens the door for you beckoning you to come to her room and sit on the bed.
you sit on her comfortable black sheets and pull out your roller and paper, rolling the blunt. lighting it then placing it in between your lips you inhale then exhale. the citrusy taste coating your throat and taste buds.
after a few more puffs you already feel like you're on cloud nine. you look over at your friend who was eating a whole strawberry shortcake. you let out a quiet snort.
"why do you have a whole cake?" you look at her.
"don't know, i've been craving cake for a while, so i picked one up earlier" you laugh, getting comfortable in her bed.
you look up to see her offering you a fork so you can both chow down on it. she licks the frosting off her fork.
“i bet you taste sweeter.” she whispers rubbing your thighs, looking up, earl sweatshirt playing in the backround.
you look over at her, snatching the blunt from her, straddling her lap.
she looks up at you with a lazy smirk.
she slides her hands under your shirt still maintaining eye contact.
she cups your breasts under your shirt.
you bite your lips trying to stifle your moan.
she gets closer to your face, lips parted and meets your lips with a steamy kiss. the taste of cannabis lingering in the kiss. she squeezes your breasts even harder. you let out a breathy moan into the kiss.
she lies her head back onto the head board with you still on her lap, "want you on my face.” she whispers looking at the ceiling gripping your hips.
you push her down to where she's laying on her back then she pulls your shorts and panties off hungrily.
you hover your wet pussy over her mouth, she grabs your thighs and pulls you down on her face. you ride her face and nose as she laps at your cunt.
as you ride her face you move your hands down to her sweatpants, sliding your hands down her underwear. fingering her soaked pussy.
she moans into your cunt, her nails digging into your thighs.
you move your fingers up, rubbing at her hard clit, she closes her legs softly and starts shoving her tongue into your hole.
"annie feels... good." you moan, ruffling her hair.
she looks up at you her eyes red, still the blue stands out.
saliva running down the side of her cheeks and neck. her nose and your puffy clit creating friction.
"fuck, y/n”, she groans into your pussy
your thighs squeeze her head from the sudden vibrations it created throughout you.
as you slipped your fingers back into her you felt her clench around you, then you felt your finger get warmer and wetter. you look down at annie seeing her eyes shut tight.
you put the blunt back in your mouth in hopes to keep quiet, you didn't want her neighbors to complain, she continues eating you out.
it reminded you of the cake, how aggressively and fast she ate it, you felt she did it to provoke you, she got what she wanted.
you knock the blunt and put it in the crystal ashtray on her night table, as you cum all over annie's face. whimpering her name softly.
she slurps and licks up every last bit of it as she squeezes you thighs. she moves her head back to where her mouth is free.
" 's was sweeter than the cake." she whispers looking towards the cake
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a/n: i have revised and deleted this over and over bcs tumblr was messin my stuff up, but i hope u guys enjoy, also hange’s is mad short bcs my blog basically belongs to her ( ˊ̱˂˃ˋ̱ ) . also requests are open!!
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“My position couldn’t stop, You were hittin’ it”
a/n: this is my most favorite thing i have ever written and was super self indulgent but i hope y’all love it just as much as i do <333
this is 18+ cw warning include: basketball player!eren, black coded reader, chubby reader, a good amount of fluff, SMUT!!!, unprotected sex, slight mean dom!eren but mostly service dom, oral both receiving, eren jerks himself off while he fucks readers throat, body praise, rough sex, slight manhandling, size kink, squirting, eren is wearing a chain in this (yes i believe that deserves a warning)///wc: 4.8k
One of the best parts of dating Eren was he had his own room. You don’t know how or know why but never complain because it does come with some pretty good perks. The biggest one being all the alone time you could possibly have.
“C’mon baby pleaseee” Eren whined flopping on the bed dramatically, “it’ll only be for an hour or two and I really want you to watch me play” he pouted resting his head on your soft stomach. “I don’t know Eren, it's really hot out and you know I just got my hair done” you spoke softly running your freshly manicured nails through his hair. For the past twenty minutes Eren had been bugging you to go to the park by your campus to watch him play basketball, but the insufferable heat the past week had you feeling skeptical.
“Baby the humidity is way down today it won’t be as bad…c’mon don’t you wanna be my lil cheerleader” he pouted once more giving you those oh so hard to resist puppy dog eyes. You sighed, staring up at the ceiling trying to avoid his hard stare on you. Suddenly you felt a weight drop on you nearly knocking all the breath out of your lungs. “Please Y/N pleaseee I want you to be there. I’ll even stop by that boba place you like so much before we go, yeah?” Eren pleaded, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Fine, fine! Now get off me you weigh a ton” you giggled attempting to push the 6’7 man off your body. Eren was up in a flash soon pulling your body off the bed with ease, “you’re the best” he smiled cupping your cheeks in his massive hands before planting a big sloppy kiss on your lips.
“I know I know lemme get dressed real quick” you giggled rummaging through the bag of clothes you leave there until you finally settled on a white tank top with Eren’s gray Nike shorts and the fuzzy slides you showed up in to show off your freshly painted white toes. “You ready love?” you asked, securing your hair up with a clip. “You look good” Eren whispered, wrapping his arms around your smaller form pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “Even though I’ve been looking for these damn shorts for days” he chuckled pinching your side. You rolled your eyes shoving his body off you, “you don’t need to be wearing these shorts around anybody you can see your dick clear as day through them!”
Eren gasped, bringing his hand to his chest, “well if that’s the case I should steal your shirt! Your boobs are damn near about to pop out” he huffed pulling your tank top up to cover your cleavage. You rolled your eyes once more before slinging your purse over your shoulder, “you wanted a thick woman this is what you asked for baby” you giggled making a smirk grace Eren’s face. “Yeah you’re right and I couldn’t ask for a better woman. Now let’s get going, we're burning daylight.” Before the two of you could even make it out of the building you were begging Eren for a piggyback ride which he of course couldn't say no to. Eren set you down when you two made it to his car and raced to your side to open the door for you, “m’lady” he said with a cheeky smile. “Why thank you kind sir” you smiled back giving his cheek a small peck.
As promised Eren stopped to buy you some boba tea insisting he didn’t want any even though he was steady drinking all of it on the way to the park. “You were right it is beautiful out” you sighed dreamily breathing in the fresh air. “I would never lie to my lady. My beautiful, smart, sexy lady” he chuckled, wrapping his arm around you. As you got closer you could see Connie, Armin, and Reiner playing basketball while Mikasa and Annie were sitting on a bench nearby talking. “About time you two got here” Connie shouted, throwing the ball Eren’s way. You gasped, avoiding the hit from the ball in Eren’s side but of course Eren caught it giving you a teasing smile “scaredy cat.”
“Shut up and go play” you grumbled walking away but Eren stayed in his place his brows furrowed, “no kiss?” You tried hiding your smile as you walked back over getting on the tips of your toes to try and give him a kiss but it was no use he was just too fucking tall. “Erennn c’mon help me out here” you whined and finally after a few more failed attempts he met you halfway giving you a sweet kiss. “You ready to get your ass beat Jaeger?” Reiner asked with a devious smile on his face. Eren scoffed joining the rest of them on the court, “you kidding me? With my girl here to cheer me on I’m fucking invicible!” he shouted the last part making your cheeks heat up. He was too damn cute for his own good.
While the boys played you spent the time talking to Annie and Mikasa losing your train of thought every once in a while when you caught a glance of Eren playing. He looked so good it was criminal and it didn’t make things better when he wiped his face with the hem of his shirt constantly. “So how are things with you two?” Annie asked, poking your side. A small smile made its way to your face when you thought about the memories you and Eren have made together. Ever since that night the two of you had become inseparable, your relationship with Jean now a distant thought. “It’s been perfect…he’s perfect. He makes me so happy and makes me feel so beautiful” you spoke softly, your smile growing wider seeing how concentrated Eren was on the game. “And the sex?” Mikasa giggled the question, making heat rise to your cheeks.
Sex with Eren was something unworldly to keep it simple. He could either be slow and sensual or fuck you till you’re shaking and begging him for a break. Either way it was the best sex of your life. “Let’s just say I haven’t been able to properly walk since I’ve gotten with him” you laughed covering your face with your hands. “Look at you our little sex addict” Annie squealed wrapping her arm around you pulling you close. “Let’s change the subject before one of them hears” you whispered, trying not to think of all the things you and Eren are gonna do once you leave. His sex drive increases tenfold after a win and his stamina….chile.
“That’s game we win!” Eren cheered, running over to you and picking you up with ease, “see baby you’re my good luck charm” he smiled pressing multiple kisses all over your face. “Only because you’re a fucking giant” Connie hissed shooting the ball into the basket. Eren rolled his eyes, setting you down gently, “yeah yeah whatever we’ll see you guys later” he chuckled dapping them up before starting your guys’ walk back to the car. When you approached the car Eren turned your body towards his pushing you gently against the passenger door, “see ma that wasn’t so bad” he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You tugged on the waistband of his shorts pulling him closer, “yeah you were right it was pretty fun, but it was kinda hard to concentrate when you were showing your abs every 5 minutes” you giggled trailing your fingers down his hard chest.
Feeling the ridges of his abs had your thighs clenching and it didn’t go unnoticed by Eren. “I was a little sweatier than usual, sue me” he chuckled, bringing one of his hands up to grip your chin softly, “now give me my victory kiss.” Instead of giving a snappy remark you gave into his wishes giving him a sweet kiss. Eren groaned into the kiss pushing his body harder against yours, his hard on becoming more prominent by the minute. “Eren not right here” you whispered breathlessly trying to put some kind of distance between the two of you. “Fine… but when we get back to my dorm I’m gonna pound your pussy till you’re crying” Eren moved you aside and opened the door for you chuckling when he saw your shocked face. Even after a couple of weeks of being together his foul mouth never failed to shock you and he loved it. “You’re disgusting” you mumbled gasping when you felt a harsh smack on your ass. “I hate when you do that” you hissed rubbing your stinging behind before plopping into the passenger seat. “You love it now, buckle up gorgeous.”
The ride back to campus was eerily quiet besides the radio playing quietly and you decided to have a little fun with Eren before he manhandled into multiple positions till you fainted. You set your hand on his painfully hard dick squeezing softy earning a groan from Eren, “fuck are you doing?” he growled, gripping the steering wheel tightly. “Oh nothin’” you smiled, rubbing his cock slowly over his shorts. You felt his dick twitch and it had your mouth watering the need to put it in your mouth growing stronger by the second. “Baby please we’re just- fuck five minutes away don’t do this to me” he groaned bucking his hips up. Eren wanted more than anything to fuck your mouth in that moment but he didn’t trust himself enough to multitask between the two. “I’m telling you Y/N you better knock that shit off” but his requests were falling on deaf ears.
Unfortunately for Eren your teasing didn’t stop until he parked in front of the dorm building and unfortunately for you Eren was at his limit. He gripped your chin roughly sending you an icy glare, “you think that shit was funny huh?” the confidence you once had crushed once you saw the look in his eye. “No…m’sorry babe” you mumbled, squeezing your thighs together. Eren let out a long sigh through his nose before gaining his composure, “how sorry are you?” his grip on your chin tightened causing your lips to pucker. “Really really sorry Eren” you whimpered, feeling incredibly small under his hard stare. “Yeah we’ll see how sorry you really are. Get out of the car.”
The walk back to Eren’s room was silent and you should’ve been nervous for what he had in store for you but you couldn’t help the excitement that coursed through your veins. “That wasn’t very nice of you to do back there Y/N” Eren said, finally breaking the silence. “I-I know but-” “Let me finish baby” he abruptly cut you off, shutting the door behind him once you two entered his room. “You see how fucking hard I am now?” he growled gripping his dick over his shorts, “god and I feel so full too looks like you’re gonna be putting in a lot of work tonight aren’t you baby?” he smiled wickedly walking closer to you like a wolf ready to pounce on a lamb. You whimpered giving him a small nod but that wasn’t enough for Eren. “C’mon ma need you to use your words for me. You gonna suck my dick till you’re a drooling mess? Gonna let me fuck those pretty thick thighs hm? Or how ‘bout these?” he chuckled, gripping both of your tits in his large hands squeezing them roughly.
Your mouth was opened but no words were able to escape giving Eren the perfect opportunity to shove two fingers in your mouth, the sudden intrusion making you gag. “Well since you can’t use your words let’s put that mouth to better use” he grunted pressing his fingers down on your tongue. While Eren fucked your mouth with his fingers he used his other hand to tug down your shorts chuckling when he saw the small wet patch you made. “Look at you making a mess in my clothes, you really have the sluttiest pussy don’t you?” he smirked, adding a third finger into your drooling mouth. All you could do was let out a pathetic moan praying Eren would soon switch out his fingers for his dick and your prayers were answered when you felt him shove you to the floor but not before putting a pillow down so you didn’t hurt your knees <3 Your hands were quick to tug on the waistband of his shorts but he just smacked your hands away, “keep your hands behind your back or you get nothing.” You shakily put your hands under your knees bringing a sickeningly sweet smile to Eren’s face, “there’s my girl…my good girl.”
Eren tugged his shorts down slowly and after what felt like an eternity his dick finally sprung out slapping against his stomach. He wrapped a hand around his cock pumping it slowly, his eyes fluttering shut every time he ran his thumb over the sensitive tip. You leant forward just to get a small taste of the pre that was dribbling from the slit but instead were met with a rough smack on your cheek, “did I say you could suck my dick? Huh?” he growled not once stopping his movements on his dick. “N-no” you whispered, bowing your head in shame. You looked fucking adorable. “Then why would you try that shit with me? Do you want to get punished even more? How ‘bout I open the door so everyone can see you getting your throat fucked.”
You shook your head quickly trying to find any composure you had to form a sentence, “No! I just- I just wanted a taste…” you pouted looking up at him with the cutest doe eyes. “Oh? Pretty baby just wanted a taste huh? Well here” he smiled tapping his dick against your pouting lips. As soon as he pulled his dick away you licked your lips moaning at the salty yet sweet taste of him. “M-more Eren please” you whined the itch to touch him growing even more. Deciding to test the waters you leaned forward pressing light kisses up the length of his cock leaving an especially long kiss to the tip. Eren hummed in content, giving you a small nod as a silent way of telling you to continue and you happily obliged, switching out the soft kisses for more sloppier ones even going as far as suckling on his tip.
Without warning Eren gripped your hair and pushed your head down until your nose was touching his pelvis, nearly crushing the clip that was keeping your hair up. “Ngh fuck don’t worry baby I won’t be too rough I know you just got your hair done yesterday. I would know since I paid for it” he chuckled breathlessly, his head tipping back when he felt your throat tighten around his cock. You gargled around his dick breathing harshly through your nose and relaxing your jaw to accommodate his size but it was basically useless. You’d never get used to how big Eren’s dick was, no amount of prep could prepare you for him.
Eren slowly slid your head back and forth on his dick relishing in your gags and moans. “Love this color on you princess so damn pretty” he rasped twirling the slightly dark ginger hair with his free hand. You were tuning in and out, your attention focused directly on making him feel good. You hadn’t even realized you were rocking your hips back and forth on the pillow until you felt multiple slaps on your cheek stopping your movements altogether. “What do you think you’re doing?” Eren snapped removing his dick from your mouth with a lewd pop. “I- I was-” suddenly you were yanked up by your arm, your body now beginning to tremble from how bad you needed him.
Eren leant down resting his forehead against yours the smell of his cologne and sweat making you dizzy. “Lay down on the bed with your head hanging off the end.” You have never moved faster in your life hopping onto his bed and laying back until your head was hanging off the edge. Eren slowly walked over tapping the tip of his dick against your swollen lips before pushing it in, the bulge of his dick in your throat making him let out a guttural groan. “Fuck baby” he huffed taking both of your hands in his much bigger one while the other wrapped around your throat. “Yeah that’s it ma take that shit” he moved his hands up and down your throat, his head lolling back and toes curling at the immense pleasure he was receiving (i saw a vid of a guy jacking himself off while fucking a girls throat and couldn’t resist but anyways).
“How you doing down there baby?” he grunted, loosening his grip on your hands. You hummed in content bringing one of his hands down to your panties, the material soaked with your arousal. Eren decided to give into your silent plea rubbing your clit over your panties making your back arch slightly. It was becoming increasingly hard to focus on your breathing while Eren was toying with your pussy but you pulled through knowing he was minutes away from cumming. You stuck your tongue out as much as you could running it over his balls and that’s what finally did it. “F-fuck shit I’m cumming baby” he removed his hand from your throat and yanked your tank top down exposing your full breasts bouncing ever so softly with each thrust of his hips.
Just as he was about to cum Eren pinched your nose blocking out any way of breathing you had, “agh shit” he let a loud almost pornographic moan when he felt your throat tighten around his dick. Seconds later you felt his cum shoot down your throat load after load. “Fuuuck” he sighed, pulling his softening dick out of your mouth when your gagging became more aggressive. “Did so good baby” he smiled, bending down to give your forehead a kiss and then your lips shoving his tongue in your mouth to get a taste of himself. “Erennn” you whimpered, sitting up to face him. He was now standing at his full height looking more intimidating than ever, “what is it princess what do you need?”
Instead of speaking you just spread your legs pulling your panties to the side giving him a mouthwatering view of your slicked pussy and thighs. Eren couldn’t help but fall to his knees at the sight, you truly had the prettiest pussy he’s ever seen. If he had to have one last meal it would be you. He ran his hands over the underside of your thick thighs hooking them over his broad shoulders. “So fucking pretty” he groaned giving your thighs sloppy kisses all the down to where you needed him most. “C’mon Ren don’t tease m- hah!” you squealed when you felt him lick a fat stripe up your pussy. Your thighs immediately wrapped around his head when you felt him suckle on your clit. “Shit Ren” you were practically humping his face and he gladly accepted it tongue fucking your pussy with everything he had.
You were just on the brink of cumming when you heard harsh knocks on the door, your heart dropping at the sound. Eren lifted his head up, his eyes narrowing at the door, “keep rubbing that pretty pussy for me but don’t make a sound and don’t cum either, got it?” he asked his annoyance only growing more when he heard more knocks. You silently nodded, bringing your hand down to rub slowly at your clit. “Good girl. This’ll be quick” he grunted standing up, slipping his shorts on and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Eren swung open the door just as the person was about to knock again, “can I help you?” he snapped his grip on the doorknob becoming iron tight. He knew this boy all too well, always making complaints about how noisy it was to the other guys in the dorm and now Eren. “Yeah actually I was wondering if you could tell your girlfriend if she could shut her fat… mouth” he trailed off once he saw the severely annoyed look on Eren’s face.
You couldn’t tell who it was Eren’s huge body blocking your view but you didn’t care knowing he’d take care of it. He always did. Eren breathed in through his nose trying to compose himself, “you have ten seconds to get the fuck away from my door before break your nose if you got a problem with it put on some damn headphones.” The boy was utterly speechless just like any other boy that tried to step up to Eren, “and if I ever hear the words fat and my girlfriends name come out of your mouth at the same time I will beat the living shit out of you, you wish you could pull someone like her. Now get the fuck out my face” he snapped slamming the door.
Eren sighed, running a hand through his hair before tying it up walking back over to you. “Sorry that took so long, gorgeous hope you didn’t miss me too much” he smiled taking in your trembling form. He yanked your panties off, tossing them aside before getting on knees tossing your legs over his shoulders once more. He dug in without another word licking and sucking at your pussy like his life depended on it. “W-who was that Ren? Was I- shit being too loud?” you whimpered tilting your head to look at the door. Eren brought a hand up to force you to look back at him, “no baby you were fine don’t worry about that just focus on me” he purred pressing a kiss to your clit. “Are you sure- aah” your hips jolted up when you felt a slap on your pussy, “yes it’s fine I promise and if anyone ever says otherwise you just let me know mkay?” he inserted two fingers in your cunt curling them slightly once he felt that spongy spot that had your toes curling.
Your so called ‘punishment’ was a forgotten thought Eren now only focused on making you feel good. “You’re so pretty Y/N” he whispered, leaving sloppy kisses on your trembling thighs. It was a true mystery to him how you could’ve ever been unhappy with the way you looked, you were a walking goddess to him and he made sure to remind you every time he saw you. “Erennn” you slung your arm over your face to cover your smile which made his smile grow wider. He added a third finger when he heard the squelching from your pussy get louder. “M’serious babe you’re so beautiful. Got the prettiest eyes and the prettiest lips” he brought his free hand up to your chest tweaking your nipple, “and the prettiest tits.” His hand slowly slid down your body lifting your tank top slightly above your naval, his fingers softly drifting over the stretch marks that he adored and the hip dips he found incredibly sexy.
“Eren I’m gonna cum s’gonna be messy” you whined, grabbing his hand in yours, lacing your fingers together. “That’s it princess cum for me make a fucking mess” he growled increasing the pace of his fingers. By the time you finished cumming Eren’s hand and wrist were glistening in the light from the sunset. “That’s my good girl” he grinned, slurping at your pussy the obscene sound making heat rise to your cheeks. “You ready for me?” he asked, giving your clit one final kiss. You nodded quickly removing your tank top fully giving him the perfect view of your body. Eren stood up removing his shorts before lifting your calves over his shoulder. He tapped his tip against your clit a few times then slowly slid his cock in your soaked pussy. The both of you moaned in unison once he was fully in, his forehead pressed snuggly against yours.
He pulled out till only the tip was in before slamming in you again, his cock kissing your cervix with every hard thrust. “Ah shit so fucking tight” he buried his head in your neck inhaling the sweet scent of shea butter, the smell was like a drug to him he just couldn’t get enough. “Fuck Ren!” you cried wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him even closer. It was a silent sign you wanted him to finish inside you and he was more than happy to oblige. By now any attempt you had to control the volume of your voice was gone. You were now reduced to a fucked out drooling mess completely braindead from from his cock bullying into your weeping pussy. The new chain you had bought him dangled in your face brushing against your lips so you took it upon yourself to take the tiny cross in your mouth suckling at it. “You’re gonna kill me Y/N Jesus Christ” he whined squeezing his eyes shut.
“Shit-” Eren pulled out rubbing the head of cock against your clit until you were squirting all over his flexing thighs. “F-fuck put it back in please put it back it in” your thighs were shaking uncontrollably and your pussy was so sore but you wanted more- no you needed more. Eren listened to your desperate pleas standing at his full height, gripping onto your hips before snapping his hips forward splitting you open again once more. “Shiiit that’s right baby lemme feel you” his head fell back the only thing consuming his thoughts was your pussy and how deliciously tight it was. You didn’t even notice Eren had slowly been lifting your body up until you no longer felt the mattress under your head. With shaky arms you pushed yourself up admiring the fuck out look on Eren’s face.
The chain bouncing against his toned chest had you drooling. Literally. A line of spit had trailed from your lips down your chin and onto your chest. “E-Eren I’m gonna-!” you squealed, arching your back. Eren didn’t care to pull out this time, keeping his rough pace as you covered his stomach in your cum. “Jesus Y/N” he growled stilling his movements as he came deep in your pussy. “Think you can go one more time for me baby? You feel so good ‘nd I want you to cum wit’ me.” His voice was beginning to slur and his thighs were shaking but he had to cum with you one more time. Poor baby just had to.
You could tell he was tired but wanted to push himself so you gave in but only if he agreed to let you ride. Which he did. Eren was now on his back, one hand glued to your side while the other toyed with your nipple as you rode him. The slaps of your ass against his thighs were becoming louder by the minute your drooling cunt soaking his thighs and pelvis. “Lean forward I wanna put ‘em in my mouth” he rasped referring to your bouncing tits. You obliged switching out your bounces for slow grinds allowing Eren to latch onto one of your nipples.
He wrapped his arms around your waist and bent his knees before fucking into, his headboard beginning to obnoxiously hit the wall leaving a very visible dent. “I’m right there baby, you close?” his thrust were becoming sloppier by the second his dick nearly slipping out of you, but with the way you were sucking him in it wasn’t a problem. “Y-yes I-I’m there I’m cumming!” you let out the most pornographic moan of your life going limp in Eren’s arms as his brutal pace continued. The shiny circle of white around his cock was enough to put him over the edge filling you up with every drop he had.
“Shit you good ma?” he laughed wrapping his arms around your shaking form pressing multiple kisses to the crown of your head. “Mhm” you mumbled, finding zero energy to open your eyes. Eren reached to the side and grabbed the matching Kuromi & My Melody blanket you gave to him as a gift, covering your body with the soft material. “You get some sleep. I’ll wake you up in a bit and we’ll get sum to eat” he whispered stroking your messy hair that he promised but failed to keep intact. “Sleep good I love y-” he cut himself off, covering the last part with a cough. “You good?” you slurred on the brink of falling asleep.
“Yep I’m all good, go to sleep babe.”
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I'm so excited for your event I'm literally dancing in my chair 😂
My request is San + kinks 12 and 25 + line 48 + 59. Arranged marriage AU hehe.
Let's gooo and let the creativity fairy bless you mwah 😘🩷
Thankyou darling! I hope you'll enjoy this one!
City Lights || CHOI SAN
Genre: Smut
Pairing: husband!San x Fem reader
Word Count: 2.5K
Tags/warnings: Arranged marriage! AU, Dirty talk, praise kink, virgin!reader, handjob, fingering, oral sex (f), unprotected sex, making a baby🤪
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"Well, it's quite romantic, isn't it? With all the lights?" Your husband grinned. You gave him a weak smile, still feeling fuzzy from the flight. He patted your back as you walked down Regent Street.
"Is there anything you need?" He asked. You shook your head. "Did you lose your tongue, Y/N?" He sighed. "No, sorry," you apologized quickly.
You and your husband had just touched down in London for your honeymoon. San insisted on going somewhere sunny but you loved the gloomy days and requested to go to London instead. After all you were married and supposed to be together forever, there would be a lot of opportunity's to see warm countries instead.
San had requested you to be his wife, well actually, your parents had arranged this. You hadn't found a suitor yet and his parents wanted him to marry someone from good wealth and they didn't trust San with finding a wife as he fell in love with 'nothings' before.
But you were something. Your parents run one of the largest company's in South Korea and is currently planning on blending with Choi INC., the company that San's parents run. It was only natural that they both decided on getting their children to marry each other.
Now you could have done worse, you were aware. He was handsome and he hasn't been bad to you so far, but it was hard for you to give him so much attention and love when you hardly knew him. You were married for money and specifically for your parents' money and you thought it was kind of fucked up.
Nonetheless, you were with San in London for a week and you had to make it work. You have been a little absent, your mind too clouded. You were expected to gift him at least one child, preferably a son, San's father had said. You smiled to yourself when San defended you in this, saying your body belonged to you and if you would have his child he'd love it no matter the gender of the baby.
Maybe you were paired with a good man after all.
You had told him before your wedding he shouldn't expect sleeping with you on the wedding night as you didn't know him well enough and San understood. Yet the pressure of conceiving a child on the honeymoon was bigger than yourself and it concerned San as well. You knew there was a big chance San would want to have sex with you this week. But how on earth were you going to tell him you were a virgin?
On the first day of your London trip he took you to see Notting Hill, the Big Ben and the London Eye, the typical tourist stuff. On the second day you went shopping and he bought you beautiful clothes. Today was the third day and the time was ticking and somehow you could feel San's impatience. You were gonna have to tell him tonight. After a long day of visiting the famous palace and beautiful museums you finally sat down in a private booth of a lovely restaurant. The Mojito in your hand slightly calmed your nerves as your dinner was filled with anxiety.
''What's going on, dear? Was today a lot for you?'' he asked. Dear. Oh My.
''Well, there's just something on my mind,'' you confessed. ''Tell me about it, it might clear up your mind,'' San offered as he took another bite of his salmon dish. ''As you know, there's the matter of... bearing a child for you,'' you started, slightly startling San, but he nodded. ''It just feels like big pressure to... have a healthy son.''
''Dear, first of all...It's not just for me... It... would be our child, right? We'll raise the child together and... We will love the child together. I also don't care if it's a son or a daughter, as long as it's healthy. Even if it's unhealthy I'll promise to love the baby.''
You took a deep breath and nodded. ''I know that it's sudden,'' San spoke as he took your hand in his, ''I know that it might be really soon for you, but I promise to be here. I'm not going anywhere. You'll be fine, I promise.'' You felt your heart feel lighter as San reassured you again. ''Thank you San.''
You continued your dinner peacefully and he often made you smile with his kind remarks. "The city lights shine beautifully on that angelic face of yours." You grinned and rolled your eyes at his cheesy lines, but they made you feel fuzzy inside. Maybe you could truly trust him with your secret.
''How could you ever be a virgin?'' San gasped.
You were seated on the hotel bed and San was just about to kiss you. You were quick to stop him, hands rested against his chest as you blurted it out. You felt your skin getting hotter, a blush creeping up on your cheeks.
''It just never happened for me. The kiss we had at the wedding was my first too,'' you confessed. You tried so hard to be brave but tears filled your eyes. San's heart filled with worry and he took your hands in his, gently rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles. ''Y/N...'' He started.
You looked down but San lifted your chin up again. ''I'll take care of you, if you'll let me.'' Something inside you changed and as of that moment you wanted nothing more than to be in your new husbands' arms. You fell into his embrace and closed your eyes for just a second.
''I'm so sorry I wasn't more careful, I just think you are so beautiful I didn't think of it.'' ''You think I'm beautiful?'' San nodded. ''I think you're stunning. You looked like an angel in that weddingdress... and even when you go to bed you're still gorgeous,'' he said softly. You nodded and smiled. ''Thank you San... I feel better. I don't know if I can do it tonight but... I promise you... I'll give you your baby. Tomorrow.''
''Tomorrow?'' ''Tomorrow.''
It was 7PM and you were having your 'everything-shower'. Hair washes, legs shaven, body butter doing it's work. You knew San was sitting on the bed and he was waiting, waiting to fuck you into oblivion. At least that's what was said in the books you've read.
Is that even a thing in real life? You knew how sex worked, you weren't innocent, but you also didn't know everything. You dried your hair as you looked into the mirror. Did you look good enough to have sex with without any make-up on?
You looked at your body, your wedding night lingerie on. The white material complimented your skintone and it hugged your body in the right places. But it did not stop you from being insecure.
What was a woman's body supposed to look like? What if he thinks your private parts look strange? He's married now, he will have to live with it. You shook your head and sighed, forgetting your stupid thoughts. Don't think so much, you told yourself.
You put on your robe and scrunched your hair to make it look right again. You finished your skincare and stepped out of the bathroom. San was indeed seated on the bed, his tight black shirt and pantalon showing off his big muscles. You swallowed thickly at the sight of him.
"Hi," you spoke softly as you walked closer to him. He smiled and stood up, taking your hands. "Hello there, beautiful."
His arms wrapped around you as he pulled you tight. Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his hand slide up and down your back. "Y/N, can I kiss you?" He asked. You weren't sure if it was forced or genuine, but you felt safe enough. San was a good man. He is kind. And he's your husband.
You nodded slowly.
His lips attached to yours slow and softly. Gently. Even though you were inexperienced it was like he guided you, it was automatic. San's lips were soft like cushions and his movements were smooth.
San's tongue slipped out of his mouth, slowly licking your bottom lip. You stopped the kiss before his tongue could slide in, slowly panting out.
Before he could say anything you attached your lips to his neck and carefully unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing his toned chest and abs. As you watched him stripping off the shirt and pants you discarded the robe, letting it fall on the ground.
His mouth fell open as he watched you in all your glory, softest skin ready to be touched, lingerie waiting to be torn off your body. "God, dear, you have no idea how beautiful you are. Feel how hard I am now," he breathed out as he took your hand and laid it on his clothed cock. You gently palmed it and you felt your breath hitch in your throat again at the feeling of his growing erection.
"I did that?" "Yes honey, you are doing that. You're that hot," he smirked, "do you wanna touch it, Y/N?"
Your husband slid down his boxers and revealed his big, throbbing length. You admired his naked body before you took his hard dick in your hand, stroking it slowly. San's breath picked up when you spat in your hand and smeared the spit over his cock as lube, working him up.
"God babe, you're insane," he groaned when you picked up the pace, jerking him off at a steady and affective rhythm. You felt your pussy clench around nothing at his praise, making you rethink your life, were you getting off on his praises?
You worked your hand faster and his grunts and puffs got louder and his hips bucked up. "You're making me feel so good angel, you're gonna make me cum if you're gonna keep going," he moaned. "B-But I shouldn't, I need to cum inside your pussy, baby," he said a few seconds later as he stopped you. He took a deep breath before pulling you close, unclasping your lacy white bra.
Your tits sprung free, meeting your husbands' eyes. They filled with hunger and lust as he took the image of your bare breasts in. He was an ass-man but as his cock kept twitching at the sight of you, he had to admit your breasts excited him to the fullest.
He slipped off your panties as he laid you down on the bed. You were shy, nearly blushing as he kissed every inch of your body. "So beautiful," he whispered after a few kisses, "doing so well for me."
San spread your legs slowly and looked at your wet cunt, gaping at the sight of it. "I am going to touch you now."
His fingers reached your folds, sliding them through gently and collecting the wetness. "God, so beautiful, you're a diamond, baby," he hummed from between your thighs. San had lowered himself so he was at eye-level with your cunt.
You took a deep breath as your anxiety rose, but San's tongue lapped at your sensitive clit only seconds later. You whined as you forgot about your surroundings, San's tongue being the only thing you could concentrate on.
It worked magic against your clit as he slowly scissored his middle- and ringfinger inside you to work you open. You felt the cold metal of his wedding ring prod at your entrance as he fucked his fingers deep inside you.
Your moans grew louder and soon became uncontrollable as San went nuts on your pussy, losing himself in the pleasure of pleasing you. Mutters of "you're doing so well" and "prettiest pussy" left his mouth every now and then, only working you up more.
San made you arch your back from the pleasure and you felt your orgasm coming closer as San sped up the pace of his fingers. His tongue kept flicking and toying with the sensitive bud and his fingers finally found your g-spot as he curled them just the right away.
With a loud moan you released, orgasming on his fingers and tongue. He licked you and his fingers as clean as he could before he pulled himself away to hover above you.
"I promise," he panted as he kissed your jaw and neck, sliding his cock between your folds a few times. The head of his length rubbed against your clit, making you whine out his name. "I promise I will be gentle and I will take care of you, and I'm gonna make you feel so good, gonna make you a mommy, my delicate angel."
You held your breath as San slowly slid his member inside. "Breathe out honey, deep breaths," he grunted as he felt your tight walls squeeze him tightly. You clenched your eyes shut as you breathed in and out, taking all of his cock little by little.
"Yes, my precious angel, you are doing so well, you're taking my cock so well," he cooed, slowly pushing his cock in and out of you. You winced as he did so, feeling the sting and hearing your body telling you to stop, but you weren't going to stop, not when he positioned himself in a way that made it possible for him to directly hit your g-spot as he thrusted into you.
"Oh! S-San," you whined out. The stretch of his cock still hurting, but pleasure overtaking as he repeatedly hit your g-spot. "Right there, huh, angel? Right there? I'll fuck you right there, my good girl," he grunted as you nodded eagerly.
"Yes please, fuck me right there," you squeeled, nails digging into his biceps. "You're doing so well, pretty pussy taking my cock, you like that huh? You like the way my dick slides in your little pussy?"
"Yes, yes I love it, please," you moaned, feeling his cock reach deeper inside you. You nearly forgot about the stretch until he moved slightly, making you tense up.
"It's okay precious, it's okay, I got you," he said as he slowed down, holding you in his arms. You whined out as you felt his cock stretch out your walls more. "S-San!"
"My good girl, taking me so well, you're being so good, so brave," he grunted as the grip on your hips tightened. His hand reached between your bodies and his fingers found the way to your sensitive clit. He rubbed it quickly and made the moans spill from your lips.
"O-oh, San! Yes!" You moaned loudly as you felt another orgasm wash over you. You clenched down on his dick, making him reach his orgasm too. He moaned loudly as he spilled all his seeds inside you, filling you up to the brim.
He panted out and stayed inside you, not wanting any of it to leak out. You regained your breath as your hands ran over his back, eyes closed. "My precious angel," he whispered in your ear as he slowly pulled his dick out of you. You felt some of your man's hot cum drip from your pussy down to your ass, making you hiss at the feeling.
"You were amazing honey, you did so well," he said as he kissed your head, holding you in his arms. "I will make sure to keep trying to put a baby in you," he promised as he carressed your hair, "and I'm gonna make you feel so good every day, while you're looking so pretty in the city lights."
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Bucky x Reader x Steve - Siberia Pt.1
Content Warnings/Kinks: threesome, non-consensual filming, sex pollen! (as consensual as possible for this trope!), hair pulling, praise kink, degradation, light ball play (just cupping), cum swallowing, oral sex (male receiving)
Siberia Pt.1
The tension stretched tight between Steve, Bucky, and Y/n as they walked together through the murky, dark hallways, trying to get out of the Siberian fortress.
“We’re going the wrong way, I think we need to—” Bucky suggested softly.
“Not we aren’t” Y/n Stark snapped, her deadly glare silencing him in an instant.
“Y/n…” Steve began.
“Don’t start with me, Rogers”
Her hackles were up and both of them could tell. And after the information she’d just learned, about the death of her grandparents, they couldn’t blame her. A minute later, the hallway they were walking down suspiciously turned into one large, long cage. They stepped forward tentatively, entering the space. It was then that the large metal door closed behind them, locking them in with a loud click of the bolt.
“Y/n Stark, Captain Rogers…” an accented voice spoke through an unseen speaker, “…Sergeant Barnes”
“Zemo” Steve growled quietly.
The fact that Zemo wasn’t done playing with them yet, made the pit in Y/n’s stomach sink even lower within her.
“You might think that the information I’ve shown you today is enough to ruin the Avengers forever” he started ominously the speaker, “But I believe what I’m about to film you doing might just be the cherry on top…”
A yellow substance suddenly flowed into the space, coming from the vents.
“Cover your mouth” Steve ordered then.
Both Y/n and Bucky complied, sucking in a quick breath before covering their mouths. Y/n’s eyes watered as the dust overwhelmed the space, filling every corner, even slipping past the bars of the cage into the hall beyond. When she couldn’t hold it any longer, her throat straining for breath, she finally sucked in the mysterious substance. She was almost instantly dizzy, the dust making her thoughts fuzzy. What was happening? Why were they here again?
“Y/n” Bucky’s voice punctured the haze.
When her eyes met his, warmth spread from her cheeks down to other places much deeper inside of her. She looked from him to Steve, finding the heavy weight of their betrayal was gone, instead replaced with an intense wave of lust.
“It’s sex pollen” Bucky strained, his voice tight as if he was struggling to resist what was surely about to happen.
Y/n sauntered towards Steve, who looked equally worried, placing a soft, expectant hand on his chest.
“Y/n…” he started.
“Shh,” she silenced him with a longing kiss on his cheek, “I know what you want, what we all want…Captain”
She sunk to her knees before him, her hands trailing down his chest until she reached his zipper.
“Please Y/n” he groaned, his hands instantly gripping the sides of her face as if he couldn’t help it.
“You don’t have to beg Steve” she chided as she took out his cock from his pants, “Not when I’m happy to give myself, my mouth to you willingly”
His hand reached down to pull at hers, his jaw clenched, “You don’t really want this…Y/n stop, it’s the pollen”
“I don’t care” she stated plainly though she released him, instead leaning back slightly and opening her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out.
“Fuck—” he groaned at the sight of her wet mouth ready for him, “You’re killing me baby”
A strong hand then gripped her hair from behind, pulling it into a makeshift ponytail and yanking her head back further so that she was almost looking straight up at the ceiling. Bucky Barnes stood above her, apparently unable to resist the substance as well.
“If you don’t fuck her mouth now I will” he growled at Steve, his gaze menacing.
She met his eyes, glaring back at him. She was mad, yes, about the things that he’d done, the murders he’d committed, but that didn’t stop her muddled brain from thinking she needed him burying himself deep inside of her more than she needed oxygen.
“Please Steve…” she whined, returning her focus to him and opening her mouth even wider, allowing him entrance.
She moaned onto his tip as he finally slid the first half of his large cock into her mouth, her eyes rolling back at the taste of his salty pre-cum.
Pulling against Bucky’s tight grip, Y/n slipped her wet mouth up and down Steve’s shaft, swirling her tongue in one teasing motion around his tip every time she reached it. Bucky adjusted, loosening his hold on her slightly so that she could run her tongue underneath Steve, from his base to the very top.
“So good baby” Steve praised her skill, his hips gyrating with each movement, each flick of her tongue.
Little by little, she took more and more of him, until her mouth was as full as possible, her throat gagging on him. His deep groans only encouraged her, helping her to push herself onto him, taking one more inch, and stretching her mouth to its maximum. Her mouth was tight and wet around him, and as she bobbed up and down she could tell he was getting close to his release.
“Keep sucking him doll” Bucky ordered from behind her, his hands still in her hair.
She moaned onto Steve’s cock, her hazy brain mad at the fact that Bucky commanding her, telling her what to do, completely turned her on. Steve’s hips bucked forward, his short, breathy moans and his body language telling her she was sucking him off perfectly. As she felt him pulsing she bobbed up and down his length, taking him in and out of her slicked mouth, the wet sounds filling the air.
“Cum for her” Bucky’s husky voice instructed, tugging her head back as she prepared to take Steve’s load.
When he started to cum she didn’t stop, instead cupping his balls, feeling them in her hands, this final pleasure sending Steve over the edge.
“Fuckkk” he groaned as he came, his voice low and rumbly.
Y/n took him as deep as she could, allowing his salty cum to splash and trickle down her throat. She sucked up his shaft, coating him in his own cum before popping off of him to swallow it, not once breaking eye contact with him as she did. Steve panted, his breathing ragged and his eyes dangerous.
“I can’t believe I almost stopped you” Steve breathed before his hungry lips crashed onto Y/n’s, pulling her up to meet him.
They moved together as they kissed, stepping backward until the backs of Y/n’s knees hit a shorter surface. She broke away to look back and see a wire-framed bed. The mist of the pollen made it so that none of them considered why exactly it was randomly in the cage. Two sets of strong hands now gripped Y/n as she started to situate herself on the rickety furniture.
“Ass up doll”
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