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dailysarachidouin · 4 months

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[sara voice] we did it! we escaped the death game! aw man, i feel my jam coming on! hit it joe! [cant stop the feeling by justin timberlake starts playing]

[VIDEO DESC: A drawing of Joe and Sara from Your Turn To Die during the Red Text Ending of Sara's miniepisode, with both of them in their uniforms and covered in blood and the entirety of the song "CAN'T STOP THE FEELING" from the Trolls movie playing in the background. Sara echoes the ask while shaking, saying: "we did it! we escaped the death game! aw man, i feel my jam coming on! hit it joe!". Joe stares at her, exasperated and concerned; "sara people are dying". The artist's signature is written on Sara's shoulder, reading: "Tachi!". End desc.]

DAY 201: sara people are dying

you all need to know i spent like two and a half hours figuring this out after envisioning this for like a full week. i am never listening to this song again

#slash silly!#also early post because i decided i didnt want to do this past 9pm tonight. heart emoji #joe tazuna #joe yttd #sara chidouin #sara yttd #yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #daily sara! ★#requested! ★#moth! ★#201 #described

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gardnhee · 1 month

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faint memories - zuko

୨୧- tw/content. angst with a pinch of fluff, intentional lowercase, not proofread, little cursing here and there.

୨୧- zuko x afab!reader

୨୧- note. this applies to both animated and live action zuko!! requested by my baby @lovlyrickyyy 🤍

୨୧- dividers by @plutism !

୨୧- wc. 1.2k

“stop…moving!” you grit, holding zuko’s face as he glares at you, small wince erupting from his throat.

“how do you expect me-“ he hisses, hands instinctively flying up to get a hold of your wrists. “to not move when there’s this huge fucking burn on my face!” zuko retorts, grip tightening on you. you sigh, heart dropping as you no longer see that glint in his eyes. the glint that is now replaced with sadness, pain, suffering.

zuko’s chambers grew dead silent, no more arguing, no more disagreeing from you or him. just silence.

a small smile spread on his face as he now caressed your wrist with his thumb, pressing a small kiss to it, “i’m sorry for grabbing so hard.” this made your head perk up, blush spreading across your cheeks. you shake your head, “i understand.” the room goes silent again.

only thing that could be heard were the faint yells of the firebenders training outside and the mouse like footsteps of whoever passed by the unnecessarily and stupidly huge doors.

you kept applying the ointment onto zuko’s wound, sitting back with a small huff to examine him. to you, even with that huge scar on his face, he’s still as handsome as ever. you noticed how he tried to hide it from you, looking down at his trembling hands as the events from earlier are still fresh in his mind.

he slumped back on the bed, eliciting a whine of disapproval - you weren’t done tending to him. zuko ignores this as he just lays there, gazing up at his tall ceiling with a blank stare.

you knew him all too well, which means you also knew he was hiding something. refraining himself from talking. you hated it.

“zuko-?” you started as his body jerked up from the wine red sheets.

“i’m getting exiled.” he didn’t let you speak, words crawling up his throat as he was unable to hold them back.

you felt as if all air had been knocked out of your lungs, like a punch to the gut. your chest heaved, eyes squinting and eyebrows knitting together.

“w-what?” it’s not that you didn’t hear, in fact zuko’s words unfortunately fell on very perceptive ears.

“i’m-“

“you’re joking, right?” you chuckled awkwardly, fading into nothing as his eyes saddened. “i’m sorry.” was all he could muster. you frantically shook your head, disgusted that he felt forced to apologize for something he had no control over.

“how long?”

zuko hummed, eyes spaced out somewhere, looking everywhere but at you. you bit your lip, kneeling towards him, cold and shaky hands cupping his cheeks.

“stop avoiding and answer me, zuko. how long?”

zuko’s eyes peeled away from wherever he was previously glancing at, “however long it takes.” he mumbles and you frown, “what do you even mean by that.” you sigh, sitting back in defeat as you run your fingers through your hair.

“until i catch the avatar.”

you scoffed, “that’s fucking ridiculous.” zuko agreed silently, but that wasn’t enough for you. nowhere near, actually.

“i’m going to speak to your father.” you stand, making him stand with you, eyes wide and pupils blown.

“you can’t, yn.” he reaches for you in vain as you yank your hand back. “don’t try to stop me, zuko.” you were beyond pissed, tone dripping venom as zuko stood in front of you, obstructing your way to the door.

“move, goddamnit!” you hit his chest repeatedly, each strike more desperate than the last. “how are you just…okay with this?” you sobbed, forehead propped against his chest, his arms falling beside him, stiff as a statue.

“what more can i do?”

he made a good point, so good that it shushed you with a slap to the face.

“i’m leaving.”

“yn please wait-“

“im. leaving.” your lip quivered, voice shaky, eyes watery. zuko nodded, moving back to his bed, sitting on the edge.

you made your way to the bed as well, grabbing the ointment and placing it back on the metal tray.

“i hope to see you again, yn.” he murmured, back facing you as you stayed quiet, not wanting to entertain the idea of him leaving. sadly, it doesn’t matter if you entertain said idea or not, it’s happening anyway.

the moment you stepped out the door, that was it, even the hope of ever seeing him again started to dissipate.

by this point you were halfway down the dim hallway, ready to turn the corner back to the servant’s quarters. you looked back, guards standing proud and tall outside the prince’s room. you bit your lip, gazing down at the cold tray in your hands, caressing it with your index finger.

after taking a deep breath and preparing yourself for a life without your first love, you walk off, never to hear from zuko again.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

“fucking hell!” zuko groaned as the memory made an unwanted visit for the nth time this week, standing from his cot like bed. he looked outside the small ship window, eyes landing on an endless ocean, stretching far and wide, separating him from you.

it’s been 3 years since zuko had the pleasure of laying eyes upon you. your pouty lips - which he longed to kiss - sparkling eyes, and beaming smile, he missed it all; every single second of it.

he made it his mission to capture the avatar, whatever it took, zuko will bring him before his father and finally get to feel your embrace again.

the fact that he didn’t seize the opportunity to confess, to tell you just how much he loves you - vocalize the burning desire to make you his partner - was eating at him from the inside out.

zuko paces around the room, breathing heavily as he grows anxious. his patience is running thin and he doesn’t know how much longer he can stay civil.

with three curt knocks zuko turns, uttering a ‘come in’ as his mind was somewhere else. a soldier walks in, with a small bow of his head, he exclaims, “we’ve found the avatar, sir!” this made zuko’s face brighten, nails no longer trapped between teeth.

“where?” the prince breathed, unspoken urgency in his voice. “here in the south pole, sir.” he raised a brow, “how far?” “close by, approximately 2 nautical miles.” despite his shocked expression, zuko was elated.

“good job.” was all zuko said before strolling out his suffocating room. his palms grew sweaty, his heart hammered against his chest. he simply couldn’t contain himself.

he will see you again.

oh, he’s just imagining it; walking up behind you and surprising you, indulging in your warm laugh, welcoming eyes, and safe presence.

this is something he simply won’t - can’t - pass. zuko has the target within reach and he’s going to hold on tight, so tight the avatar will have no choice but to turn himself in.

a way one ticket, an opportunity peeking its face through the blur that is his life.

no matter the circumstance, he will not miss or give up - no, he’s coming home to you, forever this time.

୨୧ - hope you liked it!! this is kinda rushed so im sorry if there’s any spelling errors :( please like, comment, and reblog. would be highly appreciated 🫶.

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metalbody · 2 months

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　　𓉸　　kafka　　graphics˖ 　

　　𖦹　　f2u　w　credits、　anons　　req　🕷️

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bruisedboys · 10 months

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miguel o’hara x fem!spidergirl!reader

I’m on my period so this is really just self indulgent but all I can think about is miguel being worried abt you when you’re on your period!!!!

first of all, you don’t show up for a briefing in his office, which is weird because you always show up, even if it’s just to see him. miguel shrugs it off, maybe you’re busy, maybe you’re with your friends, maybe you’ve decided you hate him. it’s only when it’s lunch time and he braves the cafeteria but can’t see you anywhere that he really starts to get worried. you unfortunately love the cafeteria food. miguel hates it but sits with you while you eat, anyway.

he decides he should probably call you, or ask lyla for your whereabouts. he goes with the latter because you never answer your phone. lyla reports that by the location of your multiverse watch, you’re in miguel’s quarters, which are really his and yours by now.

when miguel enters the room he finds you on his bed, half dead or maybe worse.

“cariño.” miguel drops to his knees at your side, all attempts to hide how much he cares for you forgotten. “I’ve been looking for you all day. what’s the matter? are you sick?”

you mumble something into the pillows that sounds vaguely like “m’cramping.” miguel clocks the painkillers on the bedside table, your hands clutching your stomach, remembers how you’d burst into tears over lunch two days ago for no apparent reason, and says, “oh.”

work goes on hold for the rest of the day. miguel spends it coaxing you out of bed, into the hot shower where he shuts his eyes while you get in, not because he hasn’t seen it before but because he knows you probably want privacy right now. then he gets you back into bed with comfy clothes and a glass of water. you’re grumpy and unwilling the whole time but miguel tries to make it better by giving you an abundance of kisses between each task. he supposes this is how it feels for you to take care of him normally, except he doesn’t get a period, he’s just grumpy by default. his fondness for you multiples tenfold.

once you’re back in bed it’s your turn to beg, though it doesn’t take much for him to climb in next to you, let you rest your head on his shoulder and guide his big hands to your aching stomach. he gets at least twenty incoming calls on his watch from multiple spider-people wondering where he is. he switches it off after the twentieth and decides he’ll deal with it all tomorrow. besides, you’ve fallen asleep on him, your face squished into his shoulder and your hands resting on top of his, and he really wouldn’t like to know what would happen if he woke you up.

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f1version · 1 year

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SOME GUY ★ GR63

pairing: george russell x fem!reader (she/her)

summary: You and George decide to start soft launching your relationship after your birthday.

or this request

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diarioculto · 7 months

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reader being a college student and she feels very drained and charles being the best boyfriend ever and making her days better? idk midterms are kicking my ass i need comfort

YOUR WARM EMBRACE. ﹙ charles leclerc x reader ﹚

author’s notes: thank u sm for requesting this, anon !! i hope everything goes well for u and i’m veeery proud of you ♡ i hope u enjoy this x

۫.⭒ ۫ ׅ ⋆ﾟ⊹

midterms season was here, and were you happy about it? absolutely… not.

from all the stress building up on your muscles to the countless all-nighters dedicated to studying, you felt like your brain was going to explode. midterms were a significant part of your grade and you knew that you had to be well prepared for them, even if you felt relatively confident in your skills. this cycle repeated itself for more days than you could count right now and you felt your energy drain by the minute. you were reading your textbook for the millionth time, words mixed up inside you head, when you heard your bedroom door creak open. you look up to find your boyfriend charles, body rested against the door frame and a worried look on his face.

he hated seeing you like this, even if the soft smile on his lips said otherwise. his heart ached every time he looked at your face, eye bags darker than usual and your smile faded into a more tired expression, lips always pursed.

« chérie, don’t you think that it’s time for a little break? » his soft voice echoes through the room, eyes scanning over your face. he hoped that you would stop, even if it was just for a couple of minutes. you look back at you textbook, an indecisive look on your face, and in that moment, he knew that you weren’t going to stop unless you were forced to. you were always stubborn, especially when it came to college.

charles’ footsteps grew louder behind you and, next thing you know, your textbook is close shut with a loud thud and everything you read evaporated from your mind.

« c’mon. » his arms slid around your waist, lifting you up from your seat and you can feel your body slowly melting into his touch. you were so tired. so so tired.

« i’m sorry… » you mumble under your breath as your body is pulled against his chest. he tucks your head under his chin as he rocks you back and forth and you can hear his heart beating faster by the second, your grip around his torso growing stronger.

« for what, my love? » you lift your head to look up at him only to find his gaze already on you, an eyebrow cocked in confusion. you don’t answer, finding comfort in the silence around you. instead, you tuck your head comfortably against his chest once again with a satisfied smile on your face, eyes fluttering shut. charles’ lips curve into a sweet smile as he feels yourself relax under his body and he swears that he can hear your soft snores amongst all the silence.

« i love you, chérie. and i’m so proud of you. » he kisses the top of your head as he keeps lullabying you, sun setting behind your intertwined bodies.

#i hope ur midterms go well!!#★ — request!#f1 #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader

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ipetite69 · 20 days

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ᯓ★ rafe cameron being absolutely obsessed with his latina!gf

is a recurrent thought of mine as a latina myself.

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#──★ pau's moodboards ˙ ̟🐇 !!#divider by v6que #finally back with the moodboards!!!#i love the latina!gf requests #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe obx #rafe cameron imagines #moodboard #drew starkey #outer banks #obx #rafe cameron x latina!reader #rafe cameron moodboards #rafe cameron moodboard

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chiquite · 3 months

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📻 Caregiver Alastor Moodboard!

[requested by @toki-kiddo]

#sleepyhead.☆#sleepyhead's edits #sfw agere #age regression #agere blog #[★] ... request time!#hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel agere

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virtual-symphony · 4 months

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-͟͟͞☆) fact core stimboard ! rq by @thefactcore

( 💾🐟💾 | 🐟💾🐟 | 💾🐟💾 )

#˚ʚ★ɞ˚ request done!#portal #portal 2 #valve #valve games #fact core #stim #visual stim #stimboard #fact core portal #fact core portal 2 #pink

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surshica · 1 year

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OH MY GOD. I JUST NEED A FIC WITH DRUNK CHISHIYA OR READER CUS RHAT SOUNDS SO FUN

anyways i hope ur doing well babes ♪( ´▽｀)

PEACHES !

request: drunk!chishiya x gn!reader

genre: drunken fluff

warnings: mentions of alcohol — hungover chishiya — fluff — swearing — mentions of wanting to throw up

A/N: when i first saw this i thought of drunked love by beyoncé HAHAHA. DRUNKENNN LOVEEEEE

— DRUNK!CHISHIYA x GN!READER

ılıl﹔ ◌ 𓂂 ˳⁺ 🥂 ꯭ ⊹ ⋆ ࣪

there was a pounding on the door making you groan, you were in sweats and a tank top; it was your lazy day and the fact someone was ruining it by pounding in your door—hated it. having to pause your show you got up walking over to the door.

opening the door there was chishiya. “chishiya what are you doing here?” your eyebrow quirked up, a deep inhale was all you needed—a string scent of alcohol was evident. making you want to the throw up, you didn’t even wait for him to open his mouth; dragging him into the small living room closing the door behind you.

seating him down on the couch, you crouched down doing the asian squat. “chishiya. chishiya.” you waved your hand in front of his face trying to see if he was drunk or hungover. a small hm escaped, it was short yet low.

a smile crept on your face, resting your arms around your knees; “i’m so hungry” his words were slurred causing you to laugh at him, his face was red in the face you found it quiet funny. “never would i have expected you to be the type to get drunk on a thursday night.” there were some cut on peaches on your coffee table, you picked one up with the fork bringing it to chishiya’s mouth.

“ah.” you sound pressing the peach againts his lips. he opened his lips slightly to get a some bite out of the peach. “you need to eat more of the peach chishiya. i can’t have you throwing up all over my couch”

he ended up eating the whole peach on the fork giving you an annoyed look, “why are you looking at me like that? i’m feeding you a peach cut me some slack.” you huffed picking up another peach pressing it against his lips.

“do you have anything else?” he mumbled making you shake your head, “i’ll get you something else when you finished the peaches.” you smiled trying to liven the mood. he sighed eating the peach in the fork.

“seriously though why are you the shuntaro chishiya a workaholic, drunk on a thursday night.” you picked up another peach holding it infront of your face; staring into chishiya’s drunken unsteady eyes. “i was..out?? with friends.” he sounded confused himself as to why he was drunk.

you had sighed with a smile on your face, feeding him another peach. “this is hopeless” you snickered grabbing the last piece of peach on your plate; “last one.” he ate the last peach watching your every moment, from when you put the fork down on the plate and from the moments you walked to the small kitchen grabbing a waterbottle for him.

“this is for you, chishi” you had handed him a waterbottle, he had a thin lip smile on his face take a sip of the water. he tried to say something but his words kept slurring and hiccups kept escaping his lips. “you’re trying to talk but it’s not working” you smacked your lips trying to contain your laughter; it was like watching a toddler trying to walk again.

closing his eyes he breathed slowly as if he was tired and wanted to go to sleep, “hmm someones tired~” you teased walking to a closet that was stored with blankets and pillows. laying chishiya down on the couch to frappes a fluffy blanket over him,

“there you go sleeping beauty.” you sighed putting your hands on your hips. you had walked to turn off the lights in the kitchen and living room—due to the fact chishiya was drunk and couldn’t fucking speak, it was best to not leave him alone. sitting across from him in a smaller single seater couch-chair.

a pillow was draped warmly around your body as you scrolled through tiktok, you felt the need to stay up so chishiya doesn’t do anything stupid. occasionally looking at the rolling around chishiya.

“ynnnn…”

“hm??”

“i feel like…i’m going to throw up…” he sat up hand on his head. he was fucking dizzy.

“oh my god..” you scowled grabbing a mini trash can putting it next to chishiya

“nevermind i was just dizzy” he cheeky smiled before lying back down cozying up to the blanket

“…what.”

chishiya had done that so many times it became an hourly habit, he felt like he was going to throw up/he was hungry/he was hot/he was cold/he was thirsty. most of it was fine until chishiya started to strip off his clothing because he was too hot.

the mental panic made you stop him before he could even think abt taking off his pants, he was a lot when drunk. looking at the time it was almost 8 am and you got zero sleep. none; but me sleeping beauty over here got plenty.

a yawn came out of his mouth as he got up and looked around the room, a pounding headache caused him to clench his jaw; he looked at the couch’s to see if there was anyone and to his surpise it was a sleep deprived yn.

“damn you look like shit.” he laughed at your state, little red angry expression marks were visible. scrunching your nose you look at him pulling out the middle finger, “you were the reason of me looking like shit. don’t even get me started on everything you said when—“

“shut up.”

“no you made me suffer, also you are a different breed when drunk.”

“i didnt drink that much though? and i don’t know how the fuck i got me to your place.”

“hey blondie news flash you were blacked out drunk.”

“oh.”

“yeah ‘oh.’ now i’m..” you yawned “really tired and really hungry..but someone’s needy ass wanted me up all night.” you huffed ruffling your hair; you walked over to sit next to chishiya. while you thought you were walking fine…the walk was rather lopsided.

“respectfully chishiya i hate you—don’t get drunk again.” your eyebags were dark, a frown was shown apon his lips; the silence was rather ahem loud. it wasn’t awkward it was actually comfortable.

the noise of your stomach grumbling made the silence break, chishiya lifted his eyebrow taking out his phone from his pocket, “do you want me to order some food??” he said already opening up doordash, a grumble escaped from your lips; he took that as a yes.

“what do you want to eat??” “[insert your favorite food]” you exclaimed happily for a few seconds then going back to your grumbly expression. “figured..”he whispered tapping his phone for a while, “alright i ordered the food.”

no witty remark or huff or grumble escaped your lips causing chishiya to look over at you. a chuckle left his lips seeing you in your passed out state. “well since you took care of me its only right i take care of you.” he nodded to himself throwing a blanket over you.

tags — tell me if i misspelled your user!!

@nanamora @parkersmyth @trinmadol @noxceleste @eissaaaa @dr3amscap3 @arizzu @bwnniidump @kerenz @minyoungieee

#★ : REQUESTS . . !#🎐 ։ ONESHOTS · ᘞ #- surshica ♥︎#chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #alice in boderland x reader #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya headcanons #chishiya fluff #chishiya imagine

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dailysarachidouin · 3 months

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Sara signing a really cool, non-suspicious orange paper! ^^

DAY 208: oh man not again

#not relevant 2 the ask but i watched the first few eps of death n.ote todayy :33 had a lot of fun #sara chidouin #yttd #daily sara! ★#requested! ★#anon! ★#208 #described

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transparenticons · 2 months

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♡　‎　 ⠀⊹⠀　‎‎‎ pinkie pie pngs　。

⏖ f2u⠀　 ‎‎‎　‎‎𓂂 　reblog if using !

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burnt-cookii · 3 months

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you should totally draw almond cookie 😯

I cant say no to almond cookie

#{ ☆ Sweet Tower of Queue ★ }#{ ❥ request }#ask #almond cookie #[✧]#moo's art #cookie run #{ : so there's this dilf :'3c }#{ : honestly though i love this dude to bits }#{ : dont mind the nanami outfit }

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ipseitydelrey · 5 months

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if u ever get the motivation u should write an elle greenaway nsfw alphabet 👀👀👀

omg yesss, what better character to start out with than elle 🫶

nsfw alphabet ☆ elle greenaway

ship elle greenaway x afab!reader

warnings smutty smut smut, oral (giving and receiving), sex toys (dildos, strap-ons, vibrators), biting, mommy kink, masturbation, rough sex, slight exhibitionism, edging, quickies

a/n fun fact: in my textbook for my ethics in psych course, there are these small fictional case studies that you have to read and i kid you not, one of the names for an unethical therapist was "dr. romeo quickie." anyways, enjoy~

A = aftercare (what are they like after sex?)

sometimes when she's feeling a little energetic after sex, she cleans you up with a warm washcloth. but most of the time, you just fall asleep in each other's arms while she whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

B = body part (their favourite body part of theirs and of yours)

she loves her mouth. she quickly noticed that whenever she talks, your eyes tend to fall to her lips and usually she would just say "my eyes are up here, babe." she also loves how her mouth anywhere on your skin just makes you want to do anything for her.

as for you, elle loves your thighs. whenever you two are sitting beside each other, maybe at a restaurant or on the couch watching tv, she tends to gently squeeze your thigh and rub her thumb on your skin. when she goes down on you, she loves to kiss and bite the inside of your thighs.

C = cum (anything to do with cum)

she wants to make you cum before she does so herself. her favourite place to cum on is your face, especially when she sits on it and has you eat her out.

D = dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

she knows how to lap dance...and she's damn good at it.

E = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

oh no doubt about it. with both men and women too! in fact, even if you're also quite experienced, she definitely has a thing or two about sex to teach you.

F = favourite position (this goes without saying)

she loves sitting on your face. although of course, she also likes to seat you on her thigh and have you pleasure yourself by grinding against her.

G = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

she's definitely more serious; her focus is all on you and how to make you feel good. rarely she would make jokes, but during aftercare, she's definitely cracking small sarcastic jokes.

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

she does shave, but she has a small patch of hair that she keeps well-trimmed.

I = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

no rose petals, candles, etcetera, but she is tender and loving, even when she's rough. she's huge on consent, so she always makes sure you're okay with something and praises you when you say yes/no.

J= jack off (masturbation headcanon)

when she's away from you (or vice versa), she touches herself once or twice before she (or you) comes back. although sometimes she would send you videos of her masturbating. of course, if you send her nudes, she can't help it.

K = kink (one or more of their kinks)

she's more of a top, but would be willing to bottom. she also loves marking you with hickies, bites, and more. she likes putting them in places only she can see and kissing them, sometimes even biting the marks to make you writhe.

L = location (favourite places to have sex)

cars. she loves how cramped they can be because it makes you two closer together. it can also get quite heated (literally) and sweaty, and she loves how you can potentially be caught.

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

whenever you wear her clothes, especially dresses, she's turned on. she loves seeing you in her clothes (and she loves it even more when she takes them off of you). oh, and when you stand up to a bigot? she praises you for your confidence and absolutely rewards you for how strong you are.

N = nope (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

elle would never hit or hurt you at all. she also would never do edgeplay (i.e. guns and knives). as someone who regularly deals with unsubs, she doesn't want to put you in any danger that could remind her of anything she herself has been through.

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

let's be real: elle greenaway is a pussy eating god. she eats you out like a woman starved, and damn it feels so good. and yes, while she does love receiving, she loves giving you as much pleasure as possible.

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

she loves being rough and fast because it makes you loud, but when she slows down, you can bet that it's to edge and make you beg for more.

Q = quickies (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

although she doesn't particularly favour it, quickies are quite common on account of how much she's away with the b.a.u.. she does make the most out of it though, because she does like going fast, but she still prefers to take her time and make you cum again and again.

R = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

knowing elle, she's all about risks. sometimes on days where you're visiting the b.a.u., she likes to tease you by small innuendoes and putting her pen near her mouth. when it's apparent you're hot and bothered, she takes you to the bathroom and eats your pussy out while you struggle to keep your moans to yourself.

S = sexts (yes? no? pictures?)

oh tons and tons of naughty texts are exchanged (phone calls too, which can sometimes escalate to phone sex). pics are definitely sent. when you started sending each other provocative pics, it began with tasteful pictures (clothed or if not clothed, covered with hands; cleavage, thighs, ass, etc.), but over time they escalated to full on nudes.

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

strap-ons are elle's go to for pleasuring you (aside from using her tongue). she has a couple different kinds of dildos that she loves to use on you. she also uses vibrators, both on herself and you.

U = unfair (how much they like to tease)

elle loves to tease and edge you. it's so attractive to her when you beg her to let you cum or touch you. of course, she doesn't want to make it torturous for you, so she has you grind against her mouth/hands/strap-on until you're close...at which point she gives you what you want and makes you orgasm.

V= volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

she moans more than she whimpers. and while she isn't particularly loud, she makes it apparent that she's having a good time by having the sweetest wanton moans.

W = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

as someone who loves control, elle would love it if you decide to be the one in control for a night. she wants you to feel powerful and dominating in the bedroom (she mostly just wants you to ride her face).

X= x-ray (what's going on behind those panties)

again, small patch of hair she keeps neat and trimmed. other than that, her pussy is pretty and you love eating her out.

Y = yearning (how high is their sex drive? how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

with you, sort of medium to slightly high, but when she's away, high as can be. she misses you dearly when she's without you, so when she comes back, be prepared to not walk tomorrow. regularly she can go two to four rounds and she can definitely last a good while.

Z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she always makes sure you're comfortable and asleep before going to sleep herself. she cares for your wellbeing and wants you to know how much she appreciates and cares for you so after you have sex, you tend to fall asleep to the sound of her softly whispering "good girl, you're so amazing, you did wonderful..."

#★ mdni #★ sei’s headcanons #★ requests for sei #★ sei’s lexicons #★ elle greenaway #x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you #criminal minds headcanons #elle greenaway #elle greenaway x reader #lola glaudini #fanfic #fanfiction

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niloufait · 1 year

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just thinking about scaramouche/wanderer with a breeding kink and be praising and degrading you at the same time while roughly thrusting into you- 😭

aahh breeding kink - my weakness 😭 gosh, just thinking about it has my legs shaking…

🔞- breeding kink, creampie, mating press, degradation/insults, praise at the end, dom scara x f! reader

In my head, I’m imagining that Scaramouche loves to put you in a mating press, pressing your bodies close together as swift thrusts penetrated your needy cunt. The noises echoing the room were dirty - a combination of wet squelches and low moans. Scaramouche loves to watch the pleasure spread throughout your face as you got closer to your breaking point, groaning as your soaked walls gripped tightly on your boyfriend’s firm cock. The position allowed him to easily reach your cervix, grinding against it repeatedly to coerce a whine out of you.

Scaramouche loved to talk during sex, expressing how much he yearned to have his cum filling you to the brim. But he loved to tease even more…

“Why do you look so dumb? Is my cock really too much for you?”

“Stop drooling - it’s embarrassing how much you want this.”

“Maybe impregnating you will give purpose to that worthless life of yours.”

When the time came for his release, Scaramouche pushed back your legs even further as he emptied entirely inside you. Your eyes rolling back into your head as the warm liquid entered you - so much of it seeping right into your womb. When your eyes focus, you could see the blush forming on Scaramouche’s cheeks while his eyes filled with arousal. As much as he tried to remain composed, the thought of his seed successfully breeding you always put his mind in a haze.

“Ah… such a good girl,” Scaramouche praised as he leaned back to watch the semen slide out of before slowly thrusting it back in. “I won’t let any drop escape. I want to ensure you’re pregnant by the end of the night.”

#“ feeling… thirsty… ♡#🎶… your little messages ☆#mmm my favorite kink #🍨 *ding* new parfait order !!#🍦★ masterlist #🫗★ requests #genshin thirsts #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader

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bungiri · 8 months

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Hello again 👋

Can I please request something with a tired Marlon? because poor Marlon is fed up with the bullshit of our chaotic farmers 🤣 😅 Or just something with Wren, I love her ❤️

Have a good day 🫰💖

THE GRANDFATHER EVER,, this man loves the farmer but at the same time he's so done with our shenanigans 😭

#if y'all have more requests send them over ‼️#stardew valley #stardew valley expanded #stardew valley fanart #sdv fanart #sdv marlon #my art 𓈒˚⭒#bunnymail ⸝⸝ 💌 ★

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