#sorry but like. it sucks. it has done for years. it will not stop sucking until it gets a lot more money and at this point a lot of
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(i feel like i need to let you guys know that I HAVE to listen to the song on repeat 4 a few times to really get me going for this fic 😔)
also i know the ending kinda sucks Im SORRY
Into You ✦
Sam had texted you to dress nicely since he was taking you to a nice restaurant. It's so sweet of him to do this even though you forced him out of your life for 6 years.
Luckily, you had packed a few nice dresses in case something special came up. This was definitely something special. The color of the dress was plain but had a cute pattern all over it. You did your hair in whatever way you thought looked the best and added a few other details like rings, earrings, and a necklace after finishing your makeup.
To top it all off, you sprayed your favorite perfume, and you were done getting ready. You had a couple of minutes to wait until Sam came by to pick you up. You spent that short amount of time talking pictures and becoming a little nervous about how this is gonna go.
Your mom came knocking at your door, smiling. “He’s here,” She entered, admiring how beautiful her little girl looked. “You look so gorgeous, my love.” A tear nearly fell from her eye. You smile softly to her and give her a gentle hug. “Thank you, mom. I'll see you later.”
You went outside to find Sam with a bouquet of flowers. “Looks like someone really outdid herself on the whole look, huh?” He huffed a chuckle, totally checking you out. “You're the one who told me to dress nice.” You say with a twirl while walking over to him so he could see the whole outfit.
“Well, you listened.” Sam smiled down at you and passed over the flowers. “Oh, Sam. I love th—”, “ah-ah. they're for your mom.” He cut you off, making you look to the side, then back to him with confusion. “Um, what?” You asked before he shook his head with a laugh. “Just messin’ with you, n/n.” Oh, so you leave for a few years and all of a sudden he thinks hes a comedian..
“Come on, let's go.” He reached his arm around you, leading to his car. This is so weird.. Sam has never been the type to be so touchy, talkative, or confident. He really was like a new person.
The car ride was anything but quiet and awkward. He started all the conversations, as well as kept them going. “A year after you left, I realized how big of a loser I was. Weird, too.” He cringed at the memory of how he used to be. “I was so pale, too. I genuinely looked so unwell. So, I decided to go out more to get tanned.”
He had worked in construction for a while so he could have more color to his skin, and it worked really well. He also told you about how he started working out to not be scrawny. The brown hair with blondish tints was actually because he didn't like the black and blue anymore. Eye makeup? How child like.
Listening to the reasons why he changed was different than you expected. Way different.
Dinner went well. You told him about your studies and life after graduating. Sam made sure to pay attention at all times. You also learned that your cousin wasn't lying about so many girls liking him. “I went out with a few, had sex with one, and regretted it. They didn't like me for who I am. They just liked me cause I stopped being so emo.” He laughed at it.
“Did you like them for who they were?” He rolled his eyes at your question. “Well, duh. I don't go out with girls just cause they're cute. All those girls I dated, I got to really know before, and it's not like I went out with all the ones who wanted me.” He sips his drink, “Some of them were skanks, and I didn't wanna catch anything. And some of them were just.. not good at all, yknow? Cant believe some girls think being rude is flirting.”
“Did you start looking more for personality than looks after Alyssa?” You crack a joke, hoping that he doesn't take it the wrong way. “Yep. Most definitely.” He replied with that charming smile.
Dinner was mostly catching up. After paying, he took you to his house. Lets just say one thing led to another, and you were arguing about how you just up and left like that.
“You promised! You promised that you'd call and visit, but you lied! If you wanted me to disappear from your life, you could have fucking said that!” He sort of shouted. “Sam, I didn't want to erase you from my life. I just wanted to live a little!”
“That doesn't make any sense. You probably just didn't care about me anymore after meeting new people. Look, its fucked up, but you can say it if you want. After all, it shouldn't matter anymore cause you're here now, right?” He says sarcastically.
“I waited for you to call me for 6 years! almost a whols decade, y/n!” He crossed his arms. “I don't know if it ever occurred to you that the phone works both ways, Sam.” You yell at him.
“No, dont pull that shit on me because I did call. I tried, but you know what? You changed your god damn number.” He sounded so mad and frustrated. “Do not play with me right now. Just say it already.”
“Okay! I stopped caring! Im sorry, Sam. That was stupid of me. I was like, your only friend. I know!” You replied and put yourself on his arms for a hug. As much as he wanted to push away, he wasnt like that. At least he wasn't gonna be like that after you apologized.
he sighed, arms wrapping around you and chin resting on your shoulder. “I know you're sorry. At least you're here now.” His big hands slide up and down your back. “Missed you so much.”
You sniffled into his chest and mumbled out the same. “Let me tell you something.” He says and sits you on the couch. “If I wasn't in love with you, I wouldn't have cared thaf you left. I was so used to people leaving already, so it wouldn't have mattered. but you had me so head over heels. that's the biggest reason I was mad.”
You sort of knew he had a little crush on you, but in love? “You're lying.” He shook his head. “Why would I lie?” Fuck, thats true. “To get back at me, maybe.” You sigh. “Sam, im gonna be honest, I never had a whole crush on you, but I did think about us being a couple sometimes. When you were with Alyssa, I was thinking about how I could treat you so much better.”
“Then why didn't you? I would have said yes. Didn't you realize how often I'd rather spend time with you than her? I wanted it to be you.” He spoke softly, tangling yours and his fingers together. “I've never gotten over you. I look for you in every girl I go out with. Whether it's personality or if she has the slightest resemblance..”
Okay, Sam.. what the fuck. but also, aw! “That's.. kind of weird, but sweet in a way.” You say with a giggle. “Yeah, I guess.” Sam shrugged, accidentally looking down at your boobs. “Um, sorry.” He looked away and blushed.
No matter how much he changed, he was never gonna fully get rid of that shy guy in him. “It's okay.” You laughed at him and decided to stroke his cheek with your hand. “You've always been so cute when you blush.”
“Yeah, okay.” He says in a deepened, sarcastic voice and rolls his eyes. “Its just. blushing. Nothing about that should be amusing.” , “But it is!” Your hand went to mess with his curly hair.
“You look really good with long hair, too.” You keep complimenting him on his appearance until he rushed in for a kiss. His hands went to your hips, rubbing up and down until they got a little more nosy and rubbed your thighs, making you shiver.
“Sam, what are you doing..” You mumbled against his lips. “I couldn't hold back anymore. I needed to do something.” He mumbled back and pecked your lips one more time before shifting to your neck. “Sam, what if someone sees—” That made him smile against you. “Silly, no one's gonna see. I live alone.”
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One thing led to another, and now he had two fingers in you on his bed. So much happened too fast. You couldn't remember what even led to this. “Sam, faster, please.” You whimper, holding onto his forearm. “Why, you don't like me going slow? Don't like when I'm being nice?” He whispered into your ear, speeding up the pace just a little bit.
“No, I—,” What were you supposed to say? You were already at a loss of words, getting so stimulated by his long fingers. “Can't say anything else, baby?” He smirked and shook his head. “It's okay. Just let me make you feel good.” He removed his fingers and put them on his mouth, sucking off all the cum you left.
He let his cock free from his boxers and slid it on between your folds, causing a moan to leave your mouth. “You like that?” He questioned, not expecting you to react like that. You nod your head at Sam, letting your hand find its way to his cock and inserting it into you for him.
Sam let a breathy moan escape him as you did this. “Shit, you couldn't wait?” He grips your hips, swallowing. “So tight. It's better than I ever imagined.” He groaned, moving in and out slowly. “Can I go faster, please? pleasepleaseplease.” Every plead was said with every thrust.
You nod your head, keeping your eyes on his face. He looked so good in the dim light. All sweaty, eyebrows knitted together. “Sam, ‘m gonna cum.” you scratch at his back. “yeah? so do it then. cum all over my cock, s’okay, pretty.” his cock went deeper inside you.
just a couple more thursts, and it was over for you. He edged himself for a little while so he could make you finish 2 more times before he slid in between your folds and came all over them. the way he would only whimper when be was close was so cute.
He stayed lying on your chest for a short while as you twirled his locks in your fingers. “Please dont leave. I can't lose you again.” Was he asking you to move all the way back here again? The first thought that came to your mind was yes, but then you went deeper into thought, thinking about your friends back over where you lived now.
“I'll..” You pause, looking at him. Look at you with his pretty eyes. “stay.”
Great.
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Timeskipping to a year later, he asked you to be his official girlfriend and to move in with him. And of course you said yes! Life with Sam Monroe is perfect. Hes so sweet and gentle all the time, even when hes upset. Hes all you could ever ask for in a boyfriend.
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tags: @heartsforanakin @sockiess @radiantvader @anakinstwinklebunny @lunalitva @lvrfay3 @froggyfrip @geckoomoria @espinathena-17 @demieyesore @your-arm-is-minty-fresh @gallerygourmet @haydensprettyprincess 🎀
#Spotify#hayden christensen#sam monroe#life as a house#sam monroe x you#sam monroe x reader#sam monroe fanfiction#sam monroe smut#sam monroe imagine#anakin imagine#anakin skywalker smut#anakin smut#rots anakin#star wars anakin#anakin skywalker
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could you summarize the lore drops? its gonna be a while until im able to watch the stream :/
Disclaimer: I watched bits and pieces of the stream off and on again with very bad connection, so I have not picked up on everything!!! I think you might be better answered by someone else but, still, thanks for thinking of me, I hope this helps somewhat!!
Spoilers for Pit Stop in Hatchetfield below:
Charles yellow jacket is Charles Coven, owner of CCRP he is the coven in the name!!!!
Dan and Donna are smoke club members.
They were both! present at the protest at the Hatchetfield kennel.
They dropped lore on the problematic puppy but i missed that.
Miss Holloway got to be a bit bitchy and i loved that she is so fucking badass bro.
They read through a scene of Bottle Imps and two (or three?) scenes of Miss Holloween.
Extreme bouts of Hollo-lore.
She is concerningly chill about sacrificing herself.
She has had enough! of giving herself up when it all inevitably is pointless. She's done her fair share of good!! She deserves to do something for herself for once, god damn it.
The Lords in Black appear as children! in cute little onesies. They seem to like Miss Holloway.
She has multiple names, she wants back her real, true one. There's one Wiggly wants.
Tinky smittenly repeats that Miss Holloway thinks he's cute! (she said it about all 5 of them)
Charles used to work in government (possibly PEIP) and he knows President Howard Goodman.
Miss Holloway revokes her deal with the Lords in Black. Implications... Think of them.
They mention a girl she saved ten years prior who didn't make it during that decade. It hits Miss Holloway hard. to the point she decides to turn back on her deal.
Brenda, the cheerleader from NPMD is a waitress at Miss Retro's!
Kyle went to college and Brenda failed. They are no longer together.
Duke helped Holloway set up an email! She is not good with this stuff.
New characters revealed:
Pastor Todd (Jon), a man that Riley's mother enlists to try and help her son. He does not what he's doing and calls Holloway.
Riley, a kid who finds a mask which attachs itself to and possesses him.
Monster Mask (Jeff), a mask that's a demonic entity of some sort.
Blaire (Mrah), Riley's mother.
Tucker the Fucker: Brenda's boyfriend. He sucks ass. Miss Holloway doesn't like him.
That's all I can remember at the moment, anon! I'm so sorry this is hours late, I got busy, but I hope this helps!!! If I remember more, I might edit this. (This does not touch on the death match. Unfortunately, I can't recap that)
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fuck it i hate the nhs i despise it i hate that recieving treatment is an entire fucking marathon of ridiculous waiting lists and BEGGING for help
#sorry but like. it sucks. it has done for years. it will not stop sucking until it gets a lot more money and at this point a lot of#reorganisation and improvement. fuck the tories etc im just tired of fighting for basic healthcare. this country is a shit show#finn just chillin#cripplepunk
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Kirk and spock are soooo low maintenence you have no idea
#random thoughts#star trek#sorry im thinking about the sex lives of the captain and his second in command rn#kirk? absolute pillow princess. he does not want to do ANYTHING.#he will let spock manhandle him and push his face into the matress and he will be GRATEFUL#he does not want to do shit or jack. he has had so much sex over the years and has done so much weird shit he's tired guys (he's like 36)#the most active kirk gets is when he sucks spock off under his desk okay he's fucking lazy#god he's probably so into cockwarming. he doesn't want to come he just wants to sit there and be full#he's fine with whatever but if he has to use his core muscles or pelvis in any way shape or form he'll be so brave about it (he's so mad)#spock is just happy to be here tbh#spock likes touching!!! he does not like to be touched. he must initiate the touching.#spock wants to touch and to rake and to bite and to absolutely fuck up kirk's back#(taking a break here i think eventually after like twenty years they gradually stop having regular sex. queens of lesbian bed death)#he wants to sit on kirk's lap and go absolutely mad dog at his neck. bark and growl even#ideal scenario for spock is for kirk to just not acknowledge whatever shit he's doing he does not want to be PERCEIVED#so what if he grabs kirk's hand and puts it on his face. what are you a cop#he WILL grab kirk's hand and kiss EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS FINGERS and kirk will NOT DO SHIT SO HELD HIM GOD#he will do some shit and absolutely not acknowledge it even if kirk brings it up#'spock what in the world are you doing' 'i don't know what you mean captain' and he WILL do it again#kirk does NOT have to do anything#god they've probably dabbled in somnophilia. spock would be so into it#like it's not that spock DOESN'T want kirk to be involved when they have sex. but like.#spock doesn't like it when people watch him work#he probably watches kirk sleep sometimes. pokes his face to watch it twitch like touching a snail's eye stalk.#i dont think they have conversations about sex. like actual in-depth conversations#spock tries but kirk usually gets so awkward about it he agrees to whatever just to get spock to shut up about it#kirk: communication is key to a healthy relationship except when i do it specifically with spock#spock is just so. CLINICAL. it's hard to listen to (if you know what i mean)#spock has used kirks aversion to talking about sex to his advantage (used it to unknowingly make him agree to upgrades to the science wing)#kirk probably likes voyeurism. spock feels weird about kirk watching him masturbate
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girl help I’m experiencing that common yet elusive late night motivation to get my life together knowing it will fall apart in the morning </3 girl fucking help me
#I hate ittt#I’m always like ‘I’m gonna start doing this’ or ‘I’m gonna finally try and get myself in a place where I can maybe take college classes’#and ‘I’m really gonna try and fix my sleep schedule and stop getting distracted instead of getting something accomplished’#and then in the morning evil me is back and they hate me and everything else#and would sell the world to hell for five more minutes of sleep#and my executive dysfunction has its claws in me again#man it sucks being so behind. I don’t want to like complain and make it sound like I’m worthless bc I’m not but man it’s hard#it’s hard watching ppl younger than you achieve your dreams of learning and getting better and breaking through that mental fog#they’re not always much younger either just like. two years is enough to make me wonder what would have happened if I was there#I know it’s not all in my control why I’m here either— there’s a lot of factors at play#but one of them IS that growing up I couldn’t never beat that executive dysfunction plus mental fog and procrastination#and then I shot myself in the foot by saying I waited to long and shouldn’t even try#and now I’m realizing I could but the years I spent fighting with myself weigh me down now and then#I can’t let it get to me because if I let myself get weighed down by it all I pull others down with me#but sometimes it does make me sad. and frustrated. when I feel this motivation when im lying in bed tired at some ungodly hour#suddenly struck with wanting to change my life and not having the daylight nor the physical/mental ability to get it done right then#not to mention the privacy. if I chose to get up at the buttcheeks of midnight and morning I would be not only destroying my own schedule#but disturbing a bunch of others too#anyway this wasn’t supposed to turn into a rant sorry#I haven’t talked a lot lately so it’s all bubbling inside I guess
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i’d do ANYTHING for a part 2 of life lessons
Teacher
synopsis: Coryo oversteps some boundaries with himself (and doesn’t regret it).
♡ content warning . Threesome, more Sejanus x coryo in this? (the genderfluid in me screaming rn) + some sexuality questioning and inner homophobia, handjobs, praise and degradation, cum eating . Dom! Sejanus, switch! Reader, sub! Coryo <3
He didn’t think it would happen again.
Not in a million years. Not after that one night, when him and Sejanus had let go with you watching. When Sejanus had punished him for taking your orgasm from him. When they touched each other. He thought their friendship was ruined.
Oh boy, was he wrong.
Sejanus has him sprawled out on your bed now, the pink sheets that made Coryo let out a snort before the other boy had scolded him silky and soft. Coryo’s cock lays against his stomach, red and aroused to its fullest capacity. You’re on your stomach, your cheek nuzzling Coryo’s thigh, leaving little kisses on the meaty skin there. You’ve grown fond of him, this handsome blonde boy, and you know Sejanus’ adoration has only increased since that one night.
And that’s why Coryo has allowed him to touch him again.
It’s not as intimate or close as it was that one night. No— this is easier, simpler. Coryo feels less pain slicing through his stomach when Sejanus’ face isn’t towering over his own. When it isn’t a fight— a rough, desperate battle of tongue on tongue and skin on skin. When he’s not seeing a boy above him.
He has no problem with men who like other men. He finds it stupid to worry about such a dumb, small thing, to be in other people’s business like that. But those words from his peers, the hatred towards such people, it makes his gut twist with guilt.
Guilt because he likes men. Guilt because he likes Sejanus.
He likes you, too. At least sexually. Maybe a little romantically too, but he doesn’t know how comfortable Sejanus would be knowing that, so he keeps his mouth shut about his feelings. About it all.
He shakes the thoughts out of his head. There’s no reason to think these things right now, not when Sejanus’ fingers are wrapping around his cock and tugging, something he’s oddly good at and Coryo suspects he’s probably done this before. His precum drips over the other boy’s fist, wet and warm and perfect. You keep giving Coryo these teasing little eyes, challenging him to do something, anything to test your limits, to test Sejanus’, and you know that once Coryo is challenged that he’ll try his hardest to win.
He tries to move away from Sejanus’ hand. He doesn’t want to. It takes all his willpower to pull his hips away. But he does it, and he does it because he wants Sejanus to put him in his place and not because he wants to stop. Sejanus knows this, because if he really wanted to stop he would use the safeword. He grunts, his big arm grabbing onto Coryo’s lean body.
“Stop it,” he growls, burying his chin in the boy’s golden curls. “Don’t be a brat.”
Coryo smirks, his nails digging into the other boys equally bare thighs.
“Or what, Sejanus? It’s not like you have any power, anyway. She’s wanting to suck my cock.”
Oh, he’s done it now. Mentioning you in his little tantrum, claiming some kind of territory over you. Sejanus hand goes up around the boy’s neck, the kind of grip that Coryo didn’t expect from him. His teeth scrape against his neck and his hand goes back down to his cock.
Only this time, he slaps him. Hard.
Coryo grits his teeth. A groan escapes him, and his cock reddens under Sejanus’ hand.
“What did I tell you?” The brunette warns him.
“Mmm…” Coryo lets out a sultry little whine, his hips humping up into the open air with precision. “I’m sorry.”
He says it with no real meaning, a faux tone in his voice. Sejanus scoffs, and his hand wraps around him again. You watch the whole scene with an amused look.
“You’re gonna be,” Sejanus says, and his eyes direct to you. “Open your mouth, sweetheart.”
You obey, all sweet and innocent. Sejanus’ hand furiously rubs over Coryo’s cock, and the boy gasps, his hips lifting up as he groans throatily. You think he looks gorgeous, abs pulled taught, wet cock threatening to squirt into your open, awaiting mouth. Sejanus’ hardness rubs against the boy’s back as he watches the scene, his best friend and his girl getting each other all hot and bothered. Coryo’s face is contorted in intense pleasure, and he knows he’s close. Can feel it in the way his balls draw up tight, in the way his ears begin to ring from the force of his upcoming orgasm.
When he cums inside your mouth, your tongue laps him up greedily. You’re a slut for cum, all salty and creamy and thick, and you can’t wait to get Sejanus’, too. Coryo pushes your head forward, demands you lap up the rest of it. Sejanus lets him. You clean his cock up in no time.
But Sejanus gives you a look. A look that tells you not to stop. You know your boyfriend well, after all, and you can read practically any expression he makes.
So you don’t stop sucking him. Coryo tries to move your hand off, tries to get you to stop, “‘s too much,” he says in that whimpering tone. But Sejanus grabs his fingers and holds them down so he can’t take you off of him. He cries at the overstimulation, literal tears flooding his blushing cheeks, and Sejanus kisses his neck.
“It’s okay, Coryo,” he says softly. “Gonna cum again, yeah? Gonna cum for us?”
And how can he resist that?
So with a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through his cock, he makes himself let out weak spurts of cum onto your tongue again. But your mouth doesn’t stop— again. And no, no, it’s too much, it hurts, but how can Coryo resist?
So he sits back, lets Sejanus move down to play with that space behind his cock, and submits.
#bunny writes ͟͟͞☆#Coriolanus snow x reader#Sejanus plinth x reader#Coriolanus snow x reader x Sejanus Plinth#Coriolanus snow smut#Sejanus plinth smut#Coriolanus snow x Sejanus plinth#tbosas#the ballad of songs and snakes#the ballad of songs and snakes fanfic#thg#thg fanfic#the hunger games#hunger games#hunger games fanfic#Tom blyth
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About your language brainrot. I see your "Reader's writing can't match tyvat's long and flowery writing" and bring you "Tyvat isn't used to books over 50 pages long so a short story to the Reader is a whole dictionary to tyvat readers".
Seriously, have you seen how thin the books are? They don't wrote novels, they write short chapters formatted in the way really old stories are. As in, summarizing all the events down into one smooth story then adding a few quotes. Fanfiction writers are insane. They will willingly sit down and write hundreds of words at a time. To them, a proper modern day story of maybe, oh 10k words or so, would probably be like the Oddessy itself.
If we were to combine the two headcanons. It would end up as many historians being intimidated by this insanely long written scripture in the language of the forgotten.
I'm going to take this a step further and say that if the creator asked some people to proofread their things, it would establish a hiarchy of who is able to actually finish the book the creator read and who isn't.
NOW THIS, THIS IS MY FUCKING JAMMMM
I'm so sorry this is so old!! u probably all know this by this point that I've really slowed down as the year has gone on, but I graduated university and then got my first job so its been pretty crazy!
Sun: Reader (you/they/them)
Orbit: Headcanons-ish
Stars: dash of all the book/nerds of Genshin, heavy on Sumeru?
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: Cussing, 16+ Mature Audiences, Spoliers for Sumeru Archon Quests/Scaramouche, & Trigger Warnings: mention of shipping/characters shipping themselves with you.
Comment if any missed, please.
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FULL STOP.
THE AKADEMIYA, FONTAINE RESEARCH INSTITUTE, HAVE BEEN WAITTTINNGGGG ON YOUR ASS LMAO
You fall from the fucking sky like a 5 star, or pop out of the Irminsul or whatever
and immediately are mobbed by scholars. LMAO jkjk (not really, bc that's what it’d feel like)
can you even imagine the dread older stories(”the classics” to them), that was instilled in the poor students around Teyvat??
id like to think ur works are the most preserved over the thousands of years of Teyvat archeologists excavating them, in comparison to other authors (teyvat just likes you more, suck it William Shakespeare)
also, bc I cant resist language differences/world building I'm sorryyyy 😭 😭
the vocab of Genshin lang vs. ours, has significantly less vocabulary like their actual dictionary is 1/3 the size of ours type of energy
(Omfg all ur fanfics being considered like insanely long realistic romantic classics or tragedies like Jane Austen-level, and only the richest and biggest play companies put on plays about ur stories bc the script goes on for hours)
(ur plays only get put on for rlly big events bc of this, like Lantern Rite or like a Summer/Winter festival/your birthday, which is, yes, an international holiday)
dude the sheer power move of anything you’ve written being essentially “Journey of the West” to them, like Damnnn.
endless like adaptations, plays, Teyvat-short stories condensing it, (THEIR OWN FANFICTION ABOUT UR STORIES)
the power is, in fact, going to your head every time another scholar both deflates at how long ur stuff is, but also lights up bc they get to read it
speaking of scholars… you know who snatched you up first. you know. you don’t even need to read the next line.
Alhaitham.
sneaky bastard he is, absolutely manipulated, mansplained (and manwhored bc he knows he’s handsome, cheeky little shit) his way into getting you to sit down with him and interview you about both translating other classics, your own, giving your own analysis of others works and ur own, and picking ur brain apart of how/why you wrote urs, etc. its fucking endless,
Kaveh had to come rescue you bc u were starving to death after getting stuck with the Haravatat scholar in his office for nearly 7 hours of interrogation discussion about literature
and Alhaitham wasn't even nearly done, he’d informed you as you left that he already had another appointment for later conversation scheduled (how?? you don't even know ur own schedule??? you have a schedule???) and was looking forward to more of your “creative and enlightening input” :)))
(you’re never going to escape him, not even Nahida herself can save you from his stubborn ass)
On another note, Xingqiu is quaking when you agree to autograph his copy of your stories (of which he has all hard covers of the first edition translations)
Zhongli/Rex Lapis is known for having a near-lifelong passion for searching for your works specifically, and learning how to translate them better into Teyvatian vernacular
like the same way he can absolutely speak on Rex Lapis facts/rocks/adepti info, is the same confidence he speaks about knowing ur work lol
(yes he did also ask for several autographs and another sit-down talk about the works, tho a lot more sneaky then Alhaitham bc he just casually gets u guys into it during dinner)
Barbatos/Venti has written some of the most famous songs based on your stuff, he has his favorites too,
but he always claims the best songs are any that have been written in the story, like either when a character sings something, or there are like quotes from songs ur fanfics are based on lol
(he also demanded to hear what they actually sound like from you, yes, you have to sing them for him lol)
Venti also can surprisingly drunkenly ramble the entirety of at least one of ur stories, like, word for word lmao
(Diluc gave in and did give him a drink on the house for that one, just once, Venti doesn’t remember it lol)
(I forgot to mention, u guys still speak the same language, just like, different versions of it)
ur works being one of the few things all the Archons can freely talk about with each other, like it’s neutral ground bc they’re all fangirling about it lmao
Furina and Neuvillette have had like,, fierce debates over the decades about character dynamics and the general drama of ur stories, they’ve gotten into it enough they’ve stopped talking to each other for a couple days a few times lol
Albedo, Sucrose, Kokomi, Yae Miko, Ei, Raiden, have read every single work they’re gotten their hands on in Teyvat (it took them like a literal year or longer)
Albedo drew you fanart for every single story, bc he’s hyperfixated on everything related to you ngl,
Kokomi had commissioned smaller pocket versions of ur works (which later got popular thanks to Yae Miko) both the OG and the Teyvat shortened versions
THE HARBINGERS ARE THE MOST DOWN BAD LMAO
Childe has literally tried to recreate battle scenes from ur works lmao
and gets especially riled up about fighting someone who resembles any characters from them (esp villains, what a cutie)
You cannot fathom the amount of research throughout Teyvat that has been secretly or indirectly funded by Pantalone/Tsaritsa
from the experts to analyze them, to funding play companies to act them out, to actually excavating places to get more of ur stuff unearthed
(the Harbingers absolutely are the first group of people that got to read several of ur stories first bc of this, like the world’s most exclusive secret book club lol)
Scaramouche used to clown on Childe all the time about how he was too impatient to even “sit down and read the King’s classics”, and he was downright insufferable when he found out about Tartaglia’s habit of recreating battle scenes/that being what motivated him to fight sometimes lol
that being said, Wanderer surprisingly never forgot ur stories.
Even when his memories were wiped for a bit, he found comfort in these fantastical epics still sticking around, even when his old names did not
(he mayyyy or mayyy nottt have secretly namedhimselfafteroneofthetragicprotagonistsherelatesto- )
oh btw, Nahida also found joy and comfort in ur stories when she was trapped, they also helped her literally grow as a person bc she had ur stories to help her sort of process the world/what life was like outside of her dreaming prison 🥺💔❤️🩹
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OMFG
ANYWAY FULL TONE SHIFT LMFAO-
the ABSOLUTE SPIRAL-RED-STRING-CONSPIRACY-THEORY-BOARD ENERGY IF THIS WAS A BLUNT LANGUAGE AU LMAOOOO
like specifically how Teyvatians like to give all the context ever thru their words, but older deities/beings like you just do simple phrases that can have deeper meanings (whereas teyvat just explains all the meanings behind their words)
STOP there’s like an official display at the Akademiya and Fontaine Institute of red string theory boards 😭😭 (look what you’ve done to themmm LMAO)
for like every story of urs, INCLUDING THE FANFICS STOP
IMAGINE THE SHIPPING WARS IF U EVER WROTE ONE THAT WASNT EXPLICIT OR LIKE ONE OF THE MAIN ROMANTIC INTERESTS HAD CHEMISTRY WITH OTHER CHARACTERS HAHAHAHAA
that's actually what Akademiya scholars argue about the most viciously, it’s like politics you can’t just bring up ships from ur stories casually in regular convos 💀
(poor Cyno has to deal with a shipping war once a year bc someone always makes the mistake of reading ur work for the first time (without being told to not talk to others abt ships lol) and it starts an all out brawl in the cafeteria every time LMAO)
Also yes.
Cyno is a fanboy.
(he has read Creator x Reader-insert fanfiction.)
(As have most of the characters mentioned, and those not lol)
…
(I'm gonna make a whole Creator x reader fanfic post one day i stg lmao)
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an iced coffee? for me?? :0
ok but real talk…
wtf do you guys wanna see for new years!!
i didn't do a inktober/october days thingy bc i felt too unprepared (and bc id wanted to post that 1000+ followers eldritch au for Halloween)
but now i kinda wanna, at least for a few days :o
ill post a poll in a minute, so check it out!! but still, please feel free to comment some ideas here! :)
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#this looked a lot longer on desktop#fuck it#anyway sorry if im slower again guys!#i got sick again :(#my voice was completely gone for days#im onyl just recovering#so finally felt decent enough to write more#check out my other posts for the poll btw!#genshin sagau#genshin impact#sagau#genshin isekai#genshin imagines#genshin impact sagau#aqua asks#genshin x reader#self aware genshin#genshin self aware#more like isekai heavily but this does rely on u understanding they could/have had ur stories for years in their world#so kinda#<3 u guys but DO NOT TAG AS YANDERE/DARK#bc its not <3#gonna start putting that reminder in the tags
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Virgin!Choso x fem!reader
Minors DNI
Word count: 650 ish
Tags/warnings: she/her pronouns, hand job, blow job for like two seconds, premature ejaculation lol
Choso, who is 150+ years old but has never been intimate with anyone, so he's shy and nervous and so so sensitive when you two first start doing things. He audibly gasps when you first palm him through his robes, and at first you think maybe you've done something wrong. But when you ask him if he's okay he gives an eager nod, his dark eyes already glazing over with pleasure and you've barely even touched him. And when you ask him if he'd like to go further, he chokes out a desperate "please, my love" in that deep voice of his.
Choso, who lets out a soft whimper when you finally free his cock from its confines and an even louder one when you wrap your hand around it. His dick is hot and heavy in your hand, already twitching and throbbing and aching to be touched. It's even prettier than you imagined it would be, too -perfectly straight, long and pale with a girth a little thicker than average, and a dark pink mushroom head that's already weeping precum from how excited he is.
Choso, who's never been touched by anyone else in that way, who's surprisingly vocal for someone who's usually so quiet as you slowly pump him up and down, taking your time trying to figure out how he likes it. Except he likes anything you do, every touch is heaven to him. It's unlike anything he could have imagined to feel your soft hand on him, and when your thumb rubs along his leaking slit, he involuntarily bucks his hips up into your hand with a low "oh, fuuuck." Your slow but firm touch feels so good that after only a few minutes he's already beginning to feel that pleasurable pressure building in the pit of his stomach, feeling his abs tense slightly each time you stroke your hand up his length.
Choso, whose pale face is so red and flustered at the sight of his pretty girlfriend lowering her face down to his achingly hard cock. He can't help but note the size of it compared to your face, but all coherent thoughts fly out the window the moment your hand curls around his base and your tongue comes out. His breath hitches in his throat when you slowly, teasingly lick your way up his length, never once breaking eye contact. It's the hottest thing Choso has ever seen, you're the hottest thing Choso has ever seen, and before he can stop himself, he's blowing his load then and there like the pathetic virgin he is. He opens his mouth to warn you, but all that comes out is a strangled moan before his cock twitches violently and a thick load of cum spurts out messily, covering your face in the thick, white substance.
Choso barely has time to enjoy the sweet sensation before he's panting out an apology, his whole body still tingling with the aftermath of his orgasm. "I'm sorry, shit, I'm so sorry. I couldn't help it, you were so good and you know I-" he babbles on, his face only turning redder with every word. Choso is petrified, terrified you'll be angry with him, disgusted with him, that you'll think he's as pathetic as he feels right now. So it's much to his surprise when you let out an amused giggle instead of a repulsed groan. And even more so when you wipe a streak of his cum off your face with two of your fingers before bringing those fingers to your lips and sucking them clean with an all too pleased smirk.
"It's okay, baby," you reassure him gently, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." You lean down once more to place a brief kiss to his still half-hard cock with a little wink. "I'll clean myself up and then maybe we can try again in a little while, yeah?"
#I'm half asleep and idk if this is any good but i already wrote it so 🤷♀️#choso x reader#choso smut#jjk smut#jjk x reader#kamo choso#choso kamo x reader#choso kamo x you#kamo choso x reader#choso kamo smut#choso imagine#choso fanfic#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#choso jjk#choso jujutsu kaisen#choso x you#choso x y/n#choso x female reader
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hi 🥹🥹 idk if this is okay but can i request a os ( or a series if you think it’s worthy, you decide ! ) where lando and yn are exes and they meet during a party after soooo many years and they are still super angry at each other (no cheating because i read your rules but idk, maybe they broke up because of distance?? or lando wanted to focus on his career ??). Despite that, tension builds up and they end up having sex all night and then they confess they never forget each other and idk a lil happy ending?
a right person wrong time ex lovers to enemies to lovers again sort of idk ahahahahahah
love youuuuuu
I've been pretty away from things for the last two days and I'm sorry, but hoping to get back on track real soon
Verstappen reader
Warnings: light smut, fingering
When you break up with someone you're still in love with, it sucks. It really fucking sucks. So much that it's easier to let yourself hate them than miss them.
It was years ago, but she still hated him. And seeing him on her television so often made her hate him more. It would have been easier if he hated her too, but he didn't. Her brother made sure she was aware of it.
She'd managed to avoid races, has done for years at this point. But Max was about to win his third championship, and he wanted her there for it.
So, he flew her out to Qatar.
For the entire race weekend, she ignored him. She ignored him with everything she had. Hiding out in the Red Bull garage, walking the other way whenever anybody dressed in orange came towards her.
But then Max won the goddamn championship. That wasn't what she was mad about. She was so fucking happy that her big brother had won the championship. She couldn't say no to going out partying with him.
Neither could Lando, either.
He didn't know she was going to be there, didn't know that she was even in the country. But, the moment his eyes met hers, fuck. He couldn't stop himself from striding over to her, drink in hand.
"Hey," he said, a little breathlessly. Well, she she looked incredibly fucking good.
Her hand reached out and struck his face. Lando held his cheek as he looked down at her. "What was that for?" He asked, but he knew. He knew how he had fucked up and he regretted it so much.
""Fuck you," she spat, stepping closer. But then she backed off to find her brother.
The night kept going on like this. They kept running into each other, dancing together for just a few minutes before she remembered who she was with and backed off.
Lando hadn't kissed her at the end of the night. He hadn't climbed into her lap as she sat in a booth (something she did to her). With her situated in his lap, hands on the back of his neck, she pressed her lips to his own.
"Fuck," he grunted against her lips as he grabbed her waist.
She whimpered and began trailing kisses down his neck. "Take me to your room, Lan," she whispered.
Her voice was so soft, how could he ever say no?
That was how she ended up in his hotel. Lando laid her on his bed, his hands touching her like he hadn't forgotten how. She moaned as he pulled down her underwear, his hands touching her thighs. Even this was better than anything she'd had in the years since they broke up.
"I've missed this," he whispered as his finger ran through her folds. She tossed her head back as he felt just how wet she was.
Fuck, he needed her now.
Lando dropped his trousers. He slowly and gently thrust his fingers into her, opening her up before he entered her.
It was like he was made to fill her. And he did, over and over again, until the sun shone through the window and light filled the room.
The new day came a new sense of clarity. She'd fucked her ex. Who the hell made the mistake of sleeping with their ex? She couldn't help but feel stupid as she looked at him, sleeping in the bed beside her. She'd missed him, so damn much.
But he was the one who didn't want her.
As she slipped out of the bed, a hand reached for her. "Don't go," he said. "Stay with me, please."
She couldn't stop herself from letting a sigh loose from her lips. "Why should I, Lan?" She couldn't stop the nickname from slipping out. "You don't want me, so why should I?"
He couldn't help but groan. "I do want you," he said.
She pulled away from him and gathered her clothes up from the floor. "Then start acting like it."
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Hey, if you hadn't already done something like this, I was wondering if you'll write Eddie x Popular!Henderson!R, where they're sneaking around behind Dustin's back.... 1. Because Dustin looks up to him and they're friends and 2. She's not ready to let everyone know just yet (wanting to live in ignorant bliss just a little while longer before she falls under scrutiny for falling for "the freak").
And so, when one of her friends decides to hook her up on a date, she can't exactly refuse, so she goes along with it to shut her up, without letting Eddie know, of course. And during a game of dnd, Dustin let's it slip where you are for the night, unknowingly sending Eddie into a spiral, thinking she's cheating and that's why she wants to keep them a secret and after having an internal battle, he cuts the campaign short, surprising everyone, and he crashes her date, with hellfire in toe, demanding answers. And then everyone finds out and she explains blah blah and they live happily ever after. Sorry, this was long xx
This was so fun! I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻
Dustin's friend
When Dustin said he found a new friend, that was yet again years older than him, Y/N wasn't too pleased. First, it was Steve, and now a guy named Eddie. But when Y/N met Eddie for the first time, she couldn't care less about the age gap between him and her brother, all that mattered was that he was around her age and single.
Eddie still wasn't sure how he managed to get Dustin's hot popular sister to go out with him. Whatever he did, he thanked god for it because having Y/N on his lap with her tongue down his throat was his heaven.
"Missed you so much," Y/N whined, her hips moving against Eddie's as she yanked off his shirt.
"Fuck, I missed you too." Eddie moaned as Y/N sucked down his chest. She left her marks to travel south until she was just above his boxers.
"MOM WANTS YOU," Dustin screamed as he pounded on Y/N's locked door.
"Damn it," Eddie sighed and hung his head.
"BE RIGHT THERE," Y/N screamed back, she sighed and stood up. She handed Eddie his shirt with a sad smile. "Sorry, Eds."
"Fuckers are giving me blue balls. Are you sure we can't tell him? Maybe he'd stop interrupting as much." Eddie glared towards the door. He stood up and threw on his jeans.
"You know I'm not ready for all of that yet." Y/N sighed.
"Fine, I'll go home and finish the old-fashioned way." Eddie joked, smirking as he walked backward to her window, his eyes on her.
"Maybe I'll come over and join you, later." She winked. She kissed Eddie goodbye and waited for him to leave. Then she went to see what her mom wanted.
~~~
Y/N knew hiding her relationship with Eddie was hard and tiring. And she felt guilty every time she had to act like Eddie wasn't everything to her. But she was scared. She was scared to take away Dustin's friend, worried she overstepped. She was terrified it would ruin their friendship because of the bro code. And selfishly, she was scared of the damage it would do to her social life.
"I'm telling you, he has been begging me for a date with you. You are single and have no reason to say no." Chrissy whined.
"My reason to say no is that I don't want to," Y/N said, rolling her eyes as she slammed her locker shut.
She whined when Chrissy followed.
"Like you have anything going on tomorrow night, anyway?" Chrissy argued, her eyes taunting.
Y/N technically had nothing going on tomorrow, Dustin and Eddie had hellfire so both boys were busy.
"Stop thinking of an excuse and just go. Then if you hate it, I will never set you up again." Chrissy promised.
"Deal," Now Y/N could get Chrissy off her back.
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"We are kicking ass today! I wish Y/N were here to see it." Dustin cheered. Y/N had spent more time watching Hellfire since she had to pick Dustin up anyway.
"Why isn't she?" Eddie asked, he prayed it sounded casual. He read ahead on his notes to look like he didn't care too much.
"On a date." Dustin shrugged, playing his next move. No one had the table had any idea that sentence sent Eddie into a panic. Sweat on his forehead as his leg shook beneath the table.
His girlfriend was on a date, with another guy.
It all made sense, she wanted him to be a secret because she was seeing someone. Dustin knew about the guy, and he couldn't know about Eddie. Because then her secret would be exposed. Like it just was.
"Where?" Eddie snapped, his angry tone had the table looking at him in seconds.
"Enzo's," Dustin said confused.
"Get in the van," Eddie snapped as he grabbed his keys.
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The rest of hellfire sat confused as Eddie raced to the restaurant. He was silent but gripped the wheel until his knuckles were white. The boys followed as Eddie stormed out of the van and into the restaurant.
Eddie felt a wave of heartache flood in his chest when he saw her with him with his own eyes. She looked beautiful as she talked about something he couldn't hear.
"Why are we here? Why do you care about my sister?" Dustin asked, but Eddie already was moving.
His heavy boots hit the floor hard, and his hand slammed on the table. The couple jumped and fear showed in Y/N's eyes when Eddie leaned down to her level.
Face to face, Eddie's hard breathing smacked Y/N's face. She twiddled her thumbs nervously as she saw hellfire behind him. Her brother watching with confusion.
"Eddie, what are you doing?" She said through clenched teeth, trying to keep the conversation between them.
"Demanding why the fuck my girlfriend is on a date with another guy." Eddie snapped, his eyes dark as he glared at her. She knew he had every right to be mad, but she didn't want a scene.
She stood up, and Eddie straightened up. His eyes haven't left her, not even glancing at the stranger across from her.
"Can I please explain later? In private." She whispered, her eyes looking over Eddie's shoulder as the boys watched.
"No, I'm tired of this private shit. Explain right here, right now. Or we are done." Eddie threatened. He didn't want to break up, he wished on every star above him there was a way to make this relationship work.
"Eddie please." She whispered, her watery eyes pleading for him to back off until they could talk. "Not right now in front of everyone." Eddie tried to ignore her tears, not letting himself get sucked into her guilt trap.
"Fine, forget it. I'll see you around, Henderson." Eddie said coldly as he nodded and backed off. Y/N felt frozen in her spot as Eddie went out the door.
"Y/N?" Dustin spoke up, his hand reaching towards her.
In seconds she was running out the door.
"What is going on?" the random date asked.
"Shh man," Mike said, sliding into the booth next to him. He pointed out the window, a clear view of the couple. The boys followed, all sitting in the big booth as they stared out the window.
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"I'm sorry! I got scared but please." Y/N cried as she tugged on Eddie's arm.
"Scared because you got caught. I can't believe you could do this to me. What about all that love bullshit? This is what you do when you love someone?" Eddie argued, hot tears in his eyes.
"I do love you! Nothing between us is bullshit. Chrissy was on my back for weeks about going on a date with this guy! I never agreed until she said If I went on it, she'd never do it again! I promise you I was just trying to get her off my back. I was going to tell her I hated it and finally have peace of just being with you."
"You know what else brings peace? Finally admitting to other people that you are in love with me," Eddie said sadly, "I'm tired of being your secret. I can't keep doing it."
Y/N sobbed as she reached forward and held his face in her hands.
"I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I'll tell Dustin and everyone. Please just give me a chance to make this up to you." Y/N begged, Eddie sniffled as he looked into her eyes.
"I love you too," he smiled, and Y/N felt relief in her bones. "You took a chance on me, so I'll take the chance on you."
Y/N smiled and leaned forward, Eddie met her halfway and smashed his lips on hers. His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.
~
"Oh my god!" The boys all said at once, the random date was long gone.
"Eddie and my sister?"
"Dude! Eddie is banging your sister!" Mike teased
"Is he touching her ass?" Lucas gasped as he moved closer to the window
"Oh, that is so much tongue." Gareth chuckled.
"Our boy is making out with a popular girl!" Jeff cheered, high fives all around the table, except for Dustin who sat in a state of shock.
~
"YOU ARE SCREWING MY SISTER?"
Eddie and Y/N jumped as Dustin screamed.
"DUSTIN!" Y/N screamed as Dustin ran straight into Eddie and took him to the ground.
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꒰ঌ˚｡⋆ PREENING !! .
#pairing : lucifer, adam, × gn reader.
#cw: bird stuff? like i’m not an expert but i tried reading something about it hehe, it’s actually pure fluff, but like it’s also really suggestive, mention of intimate relationships, talking about heaven and lilith??
#notes: i literally love writing for them, probably my favorite characters in hazbin hotel.
༉‧₊˚ LUCIFER .
so, as soon as his wings started to molt he will be NOT showing them off, making you realize the situation since he always took so much pride on his wings.
"is it that time of the year, luci?" you asked, noticing his not-so-prideful smile, so without him answering you already knew the answer.
for lucifer showing you his wings who obviously had many missing feathers was humiliating, but as soon as you started gently pulling out the old feathers while telling him there was no need to wait that long to tell you, he literally melted right there.
it had been such a long time since lilith or other angels helped him with his wings that he almost forgot how good it felt to have someone that cared so much for him.
as he hummed, you began to pluck some feathers from near his lower back, little did you know that it was his more sensitive part, so as soon as you heard a moan coming from him, you stopped, afraid that you had accidentally hurt him.
"i-i’m so sorry! did i hurt you, my love?" you asked him, but as soon as you saw his flustered face you knew you did indeed not hurt him, you have done quite the opposite.
well, that was something your brain wouldn’t forget, no matter what purpose you had in mind.
༉‧₊˚ ADAM .
your husband gets so irritated when his wings start to molt, he says he doesn’t care about it, and that he still has the best dick ever.
howeve, even though he acts like he doesn’t care, if you offer to help him, he accepts it with no hesitation.
"shit, this sucks so much like i can’t even fuck with you, it’s so fuckingggggg annoying" adam exasperates, making you chuckle a little bit since he looked like a kid throwing a tantrum.
"so, you are only upset because we can’t fuck?" you say, looking at the feathers you were carefully pulling out.
"that’s fucking right, babe. i mean, i‘m sure you have been missing adam jr." "nah, i haven’t" as soon as those words came out, he literally turned around to look at you, making you burst into laughter as if you just said the most hurtful words ever.
you didn’t really tease your husband, but at moments like this it was kind of your way of showing your love for him, he knew that, and you knew that if he was really hurt he wouldn’t have let your words pass.
well, after teasing your husband and finally finishing to pluck out his feathers, you looked at him with a smirk.
"if you really thought i didn’t noticed how hard you got when i plucked out your feathers on your lower back, you're in the wrong my husband" as soon as you said those words, adam looked at you with a sight he rarely had, his face was flushed.
Oh, he will be showing you how you shouldn’t mess around with him, and that you in fact, were missing out adam jr.
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Periods Suck
this is inspired by lenaleechi on instagram's comic about hating periods as well as the gif above because it gives me mad baby fever so i guess this is season 4 softdom!spencer x gn!afab!bau!reader plus a blink and you'll miss it buffy the vampire slayer reference
content warning: breeding kink and period sex [i'm too stoned to think of any others but if you think of them please add them (kindly) in the replies and i'll add them in later :)]
this is smut, minors dni pls and thank you
"...fuck this, fuck everything and everyone, I am done, I quit," I ramble as I open the door to my apartment and kick off my dress shoes that were painfully squeezing my toes, just adding to my frustration. This case had been particularly mild compared to others but I couldn't help but be in a mood due to the littlest things done by the (admittedly innocent) local police officers. I was so relieved to finally go home and get to sleep in my own bed and curl up with a heating pad and my boyfriend with a Doctor Who marathon.
"Deep breaths, (y/n)," I hear from behind me in a soft, soothing tone as gentle hands come down to rub my shoulders from behind. I know he’s well aware what’s causing me to be in such a shitty mood. His pattern recognition skills are off the chart and while he never outright said anything to me about it he'd always be prepared with hot water bottles and chocolate when this time of the month rolled around. I turn around and bury my face into his chest with a sigh.
"I hate periods, Spencer. They suck," I whine with a sigh, my voice muffled by the knit fabric of his cardigan.
"I know, love," he sighs above me, resting his cheek on my forehead and wrapping his arms around me, "I'm sorry there's not more I could do to help."
"You're helping already," I sigh again, but this time out of contentment as we sway side to side in the entry way. "I wish there was a way I could just, like, stop having them," I mutter, my face returning to the soft fibers that I had come to find so comforting over the years.
Spencer's voice is muffled against my hair as he mutters, "That may be something I can assist you with." I don't even need to see his face to imagine the grin spread across it. Lately, he had been subtly expressing his desire for children, but after JJ gave birth to Henry, his hints have become more pressing. And technically, it was all because of me.
The night was a blur of celebration and drinks, as Emily and Garcia joined me in raising our glasses to toast the occasion. But as we were caught up in the joy of the moment, I couldn't help but let slip that after seeing the pure happiness on Spencer's face at the sight of his godchild a spark ignited within me, igniting a fierce case of baby fever that threatened to consume me entirely. Garcia, the horrible traitor that she is, had messaged a video of my confession to Spencer before I had even finished talking and before I knew it, my phone was buzzing with pictures from Spencer himself - tiny onesies and miniature sneakers - accompanied by words like, ‘just imagine a little genius of our own running around our home in this.’
Without changing his stance, he starts off on one of his typical Spencer Reid rants. "Did you know that scientific research has indicated that orgasms can alleviate menstrual cramps? It's due to the release of endorphins and muscular contractions which help relax the uterine lining," he explains with a slight hint of arousal in his tone, "not only does it address your discomfort, but it also takes care of your other request at the same time."
"We could start trying now, if you want," he suggests with a playful tone, though the subtle hint of desire in his voice sends a jolt of anticipation down my spine and settles between my thighs, igniting a fervent ache. Oh. Oh.
I finally turn my head to meet his gaze, and I am met with intense desire radiating from his eyes. His pupils are dilated, and he licks his lips before gently tracing a finger along my cheek and following up with a soft, "what do you think?"
I interrupt him by pulling his face towards mine, and our lips meet in a soft kiss. Suddenly, I'm pushed against the wall with the command to "jump," and my legs automatically wrap around Spencer as he lifts me up by my ass. Our lips met in a hungry yet tender kiss.
Our breaths come in ragged gasps as he pulls away to meet my gaze, his eyes searching mine for confirmation. I eagerly nod, my heart racing and anticipation building. Our lips collide once more, the heat between us intensifying as we lose ourselves in each other's embrace. The world fades into the background as our bodies meld together, consumed by desire. He sets me down and guides me to our bedroom by the hand, giggling slightly with excitement. I know he wants kids and we have discussed having them together in the future but the giddiness of the grown ass man in front of me ends up drawing a giggle from my own throat as well.
As we enter the bedroom, he stoops down to give me a quick kiss before heading to the bathroom. He grabs an old black towel I use for dyeing my hair and returns, laying it down on the bed and patting it lightly. He sends me sweet smile full of adoration as he whispers, "after you, my love."
I stumble towards the light switch and turn it off before making my way over to the bed. I take off my top and lay down, the darkness giving me a sense of privacy. Suddenly, I hear a soft sound from Spencer as he walks away. The lights flick back on, and he quickly closes the distance between us with just two steps. Before I can even cover myself up in the glare of the harsh light, he's already crawling on top of me.
"You're so gorgeous," he beams at me again before leaning in to kiss me gently, lowering his hips to rest between my legs as they wrap back around his hips instinctively as he begin peppering kisses all over my face and drawing endless laughs from my mouth, "I'm," kiss, "so," kiss, "lucky," kiss, "to," kiss, "have," kiss, "you."
He moves back, his lips leaving a trail of fire as they kiss and caress my skin. My jaw trembles under the soft brush of his lips, before he slowly trails kisses down to my throat. I can't help but let out a moan as his lips touch the sensitive skin there. His body presses against mine, the unmistakable hardness of his arousal pressing against my hypersensitive center. Every move, every touch, sends electric shivers through my body, igniting a primal desire within me.
My body aches with desire as I struggle to catch my breath. "Please remove your clothing now," I manage to say between deep, passionate kisses. Spencer eagerly strips down and helps me out of my own clothes before settling back between my legs. His arousal presses against the wetness between my thighs, adding to the intense heat building inside me.
"I've been craving this all week, sweetness," he mutters against my neck as he sucks feverishly at the skin, leaving love bites in his wake. "Craving you and your beautiful body." I have no idea how he managed to get me from wildly upset to wildly horny in such a short time, but instead of questioning it, I just let out a moan as I grind my hips against him, begging for his cock to enter me. He continues to tease me by rubbing the tip against my wet slit.
“P-please, Spence,” I whimper, unable to form a coherent sentence through the haze of lust I had become quickly lost within.
Spencer's eyes flicker with desire as he holds himself over me, his hands fisting the sheets on either side of my head. "Say it again," he growls, rubbing his erection against my aching center.
"P-please," I beg, my voice shaking with need.
He chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down my spine.
"As you wish," he murmurs before slowly sliding inside me. I gasp at the intense pleasure that washes over me, causing my body to arch off the bed and my nails to dig into his back. He begins to move in slow, deep thrusts, filling me completely and igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume every inch of my being.
As our bodies meld together in a blazing inferno, time itself seems to cease to exist. Every touch of Spencer's fingers sends shivers of ecstasy coursing through me, while each caress of his lips against mine ignites a fire within. Our movements are fluid and perfect, each one bringing us closer to the pinnacle of pleasure. I am consumed by an overwhelming sensation, my senses heightened to their limits as our passion reaches an almost unbearable intensity. It feels as though this moment could stretch on for eternity, and I never want it to end. In this single moment, there is nothing else but the all-consuming desire between us, and I give myself completely to it.
My heart pounds against my ribs as Spencer's gaze locks onto mine, his eyes filled with the same ferocity and desire that burns within me. He gives me a wicked grin, and I can feel my resolve crumble as the insatiable hunger consumes me. "You want to have my baby?" he gasps, and all I can respond with is a loud, whorish moan, entirely unable to form any words as his hips start to move ever so slightly faster.
He surges forward, his body fusing with mine in a wild, primal dance. Our movements become more frenzied, our bodies slamming together with the force of a thousand thunderstorms. My breath comes in short gasps as Spencer's relentless thrusts coax an orgasm out of me. My muscles tense, my hips bucking against him, seeking the sweet release from the intense pleasure building up inside of me.
Every thrust, every touch, every whispered word sends me higher and higher, my body arching and bucking beneath him in a frenzy of ecstasy.
Spencer's eyes are locked onto mine as he continues to drive into me, his gaze burning with an intensity that matches the fire inside us both. His hands grip my hips tightly, never losing rhythm as he thrusts into me and coaxes that sweet release from me. My body trembles and shakes with each surge, and I can feel the orgasm building, growing stronger and more intense with each passing second.
A low, guttural moan escapes from Spencer's lips as he picks up the pace, his movements becoming harder and faster. I can feel him growing more desperate, and I know that he's close to his own release.
The pleasurable ache between my legs intensifies, and I know that I'm about to reach that peak. I let out a helpless whimper as the pleasure was threatening to overtake me, and I feel as though I'm being pulled into a vortex of ecstasy. Time seems to stand still, and I'm lost in the moment, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
The bed creaks and groans with our passionate lovemaking, the sound echoing in my ears as I reach for the pinnacle of pleasure. Spencer's eyes are locked onto mine, and I see the same intensity in them that I feel in my own being. We're one, united in our desire for each other, and nothing else matters in this world.
His thrusts become harder and faster, the tip of his erection brushing against the most sensitive part of me with every stroke. The pleasure is overwhelming, and I can feel the orgasm building within me, growing stronger with each passing second. I cling to Spencer, my nails digging into his back as I beg him to take me over the edge.
“Gonna fill you up,(Y/N),” Spencer moans, “everyone will know who you belong to once you’re — oh fuck — carrying my fucking baby inside you.” His words send me falling over the edge and I can feel myself slipping away, my mind consumed by the intense pleasure reaching it's peak as my hips buck wildly.
Time seems to stand still as we reach the pinnacle of pleasure together. Our bodies move in perfect sync, every thrust, every caress, every whispered word fueling the fire that burns within us. The pleasure is all-consuming, coursing through my veins and reaching every cell in my body. I let out a series of orgasmic moans bordering on screams and Spencer smiles down at me wickedly, his eyes never leaving mine as his thrusts become harder and more disjointed as his own orgasm looms on the horizon. His moans grow louder and louder as the feeling of slight overstimulation makes me clench even tighter around his throbbing cock as he reaches his breaking point.
"Please, Spencer," I whisper, "make me yours, sir. P-please, please put a baby in me!"
Finally, with one last deep thrust, Spencer moans loudly and shudders above me, his body rigid as he loses himself in the pleasure of a release he had been building up to for what felt like an eternity. As Spencer's body shudders above mine, I can feel the warmth of his release filling me up, an earth-shattering feeling that takes my breath away. We lay there for a moment, our bodies still joined together, basking in the afterglow of our passion. Finally, with a contented sigh, Spencer pulls out of me and collapses onto the bed beside me.
I snap back to reality, my mind reeling from the intensity of our lovemaking. I can feel the stickiness between my legs, a reminder of the incredible moment we just shared. The room is still, the only sounds being our heavy breathing and the rhythmic beating of our hearts. I reach over to grab the bedside table, searching for a tissue to clean myself up.
"Spencer?" I say softly, my voice barely a whisper.
"Yeah, sweetheart?" he replies, still out of breath.
I flash him a saucy grin, "I think we'll have to make sure we keep trying this before my next period so I won't have to suffer through another one, for a while." I joked, while playfully poking his chest.
He chuckled softly, brushing a lock of hair behind my ear, "I think that's a great idea, my love." I couldn't help but giggle at his response, feeling a burst of warmth spread through my body.
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Friends teasing me for my weight in on vacation 🤭
A group of my friends I haven’t seen in a while asked me to go on a trip with them. I agreed but forgot about the fact that they haven’t seen me in so long and I’m not exactly the same. I never post pictures of myself on social media and none of them FaceTime me so they would have no clue that I’ve gained 60lbs+ since they last saw me.
I packed my old bathing suit assuming it would fit as well as some of my leggings and crop tops. Obviously I knew I had gained weight because the whole thing has been pretty intentional but the leggings are stretchy I assumed it would cover up my weight gain.
We all met at the airport. I was the first to arrive so I grabbed some food because I was starving. I went to McDonald’s and got my usual, 2 double hamburgers, a large fry, 2 sundaes, and 2 apple pies. I was nearly done when I heard someone call my name. I whipped my head around and sucked in my much softer belly.
“Oh, uh, hi. I didn’t realize you were here” I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment from being seen like this.
She looked at all of the food in front of me and then back at me, “yeah. You have your location on so I just followed it.” She walked around the table and went to grab the chair but stopped herself, “sorry it looks like you have someone sitting here already?”
I was a bit confused until I realized that she was right it did look like someone was eating with me. “No it’s just me, I was uh, just really hungry.”
I noticed her eyes landed lower then I would’ve liked. Instead of staring at my boobs that were 5X bigger then they used to be her eyes landed on the roll on my belly. It strained against my sweatpants waistband that tightened as I ate. “You know, you really shouldn’t eat that crap it’s not good for you.”
“I don’t usually” was all I said.
she gave me a knowing look, “yeah right, maybe last year. My cousin tells me you always go to the McDonald’s she works at and order an insane amount”
Before I could respond I heard my other friends approaching and quickly threw my food in the nearest garbage can. When I returned my friend who sat with me chuckled, “you can hide the food but you can’t hide that,” she poked my belly.
I blushed and then one of my friends hugged me from behind, “oh wow! Someone’s softer, look at that ass! Getting curvy girl.” She winked at me and smiled.
“she’s not curvy she’s chubby” my snobby friend said. She pinched my belly, “you look like you should size up in those pants.”
I couldn’t think of a response but luckily one of my other friends showed up and changed the conversation, “hey guys! I got us all matching shirts to where let’s put them on now so we can take pictures at the airport”
She handed each of us shirts that were all XS and matched her own. She waited outside of the bathroom for us while we all changed. In the bathroom we all went into the same stall, I wanted to go into my own now feeling self conscious but they had forced me to go into the same one as them.
“you don’t need to be embarrassed just because you are bigger then us you know we are just teasing you”
That made me feel more at ease, I pulled my shirt off and grabbed the new one. I pulled it over my head and then found it stuck over my boobs. If I could just pull this over them. I pulled and pulled.
“it’s okay if you can’t get it on I’m sure she will understand.” My friend comforted me.
My snobby friend looked up when she heard that and smirked, “She’s going to be pissed. Fatty.”
“Would you stop being mean to her, who cares if she let herself go.” My friend replied.
“I do, we are all supposed to be fit” was her response,
Right as the final word left her mouth the shirt pulled over my breasts and covered a little less then half of my belly. “I am fit, I might have gained a bit of weight but I’m still skinny like you.
They all chuckled at that. “It’s okay to not be skinny and you’re not.” My friend exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes and unlocked the stall when I felt someone’s hand wrap around my wrist, “You should put your other shirt on” my friend said.
“Ugh would you guys stop I look fine” I walked out and caught multiple people staring at my belly. I knew it was a bit snug and I was a bit bigger but I didn’t realize how much bigger I looked in this. I felt my cheeks heating and then caught my reflection in a mirror. “Oh” I muttered.
“What the-“ my friend was standing around the corner. “Ummm if it doesn’t fit you can put your other shirt on”.
“it looks fine” I said knowing that while my cheeks heated so did the spot between my thighs.
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The next day I woke up and realized that I had no other option but to wear the crop tops that I brought. I wouldn’t eat as much to try and hide my inner Feedee. I mean luckily I still look skinny in this…right? 🐷✨
#feed me#feedee encouragement#feederist#gaining weight on purpose#piggy girl#fat piggy#feedee girl#feedee belly#feedee piggy#feeding kink
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ok but he’s so lame bc why NOT just the tip
her gorilla grip coochie isn’t gonna vacuum suck his dick all the way in 😭😭😭😭😭
(it might)
but like.... if he did one night? i mean, after you've done everything but that and you're a little extra pleading and... *nsfw content!*
'just the tip.'
'no.'
'c'mon, peter. sex is next so think of this as a... i don't know, a baby step! yeah, this is educational if you think about it, just another way of preparing me for the next thing!'
peter's looking over your face, he always thought it was a joke but you've thought it out. peter sees a lightbulb appear over your head.
'plus i'm all primed, if you know what i mean... i mean how you just ate me out, so i'm all wet and there's less risk of it h-'
'i know what you mean.' you grin, it was peter's turn next anyways, why not throw this into the mix first? 'cool. it's just the tip, it probably won't feel like anything, anyways.'
'thanks, cherry. that's very kind of you.' you wince, 'sorry. obviously i'm gonna feel something but it won't be like i'm being split in half. unless-'
'you're serious.' you actually want him to do it. you furrow your eyebrows, isn't it obvious? 'well, yeah.'
'i always thought you were joking, but no, you're serious.'
you shift around and tug peter's blanket down, you spread wide for him. 'so serious.' he's hesitant, you lightly kick him and lower your voice.
'don't you wanna be in me?' peter's throbbing, he's just a man at heart, he can only be so good and he's been very good up until now, he's allowed this.
'so bad.' you have no idea how long he's been waiting for this. no idea. 'then come here and give me the tip.' you make grabby hands, your heart's drumming hard, you're about to get what you want.
you almost scream out in excitement when he settles between your legs, lifting your hips to have your thighs rest on his. shifting, he's almost where you want him, you're held down with his hand on your tummy, you're gripping around nothing.
'i need a condom.' peter leans over you, you pull his arm down. 'no you don't, it's just the tip.'
'that's not how it works.'
you shake your head, 'i'm on birth control. i have been for years, it helps with my period.' peter's never done anything without a barrier, he's unsure but you know how to talk him into it.
'i just wanna feel you, don't i deserve the real thing?' if it was anyone else peter would be backing out calling for a baby trap, but with you he just falls in and can't think straight.
'you can have anything you want.' you can, peter wants to do nothing but make you happy. he loves when you're happy because you got your way.
'yeah?' your pupils are blown wide, you reach for him, begging for him to come just a little closer. 'wanna give me what i want?' peter's hot, he's about to start sweating and he hasn't done anything but rest your thighs on his and contain himself.
you hold your breath in anticipation. peter grips the headboard with his left hand as support, his right hand goes down, you startle when you feel... something collecting your slick.
his tip brushes over your clit, you bite down on your bottom lip. you can't stop from squeaking when a string of spit falls from peter's mouth, watching him softly jerk himself for a moment before lining up. it's filthy. you want all of him.
'we're not having sex.' you're not sure if peter was setting the rule for you or him, it doesn't matter, you agree with him. 'it's just the tip. that's it.'
peter nods once, 'just the tip.' his hips move, your hand slams down, you're searching for his. 'hold my hand, hold my hand, hold my-' peter has to switch, his left has control and his right has yours.
they're intertwined, it's less scary now. 'okay, i'm ready.' your lower stomach tightens and relaxes, your hips move with his, you feel him press in closer and closer and closer- your hand squeezes his- peter's back to holding the headboard.
you gasp loudly at the pressure, you melt into his sheets and throw your head back. unexpected reaction, you laugh lightly, not because it's funny, because 'it feels so fucking good.'
peter's fingers go white around the wood, he's using every single atom in his body to show restraint. the hand you're not holding his with, pulls at his waist.
'give me more.' peter feels the board bending under his grip, he's better than his, this wasn't how it was supposed to go, this wasn't how you were supposed to lose your virginity.
'it's like you're teasing me.' peter speaks through gritted teeth, all his focus was on not doing what you were asking. 'yeah, honey, that's the problem with just the tip, it's never just the tip.'
'mhm. i feel so full, oh my god.'
peter breaks his headboard.
half is ripped from the other, you go from pleasure to shock, you push at his chest while trying to sit up, pulling away from him entirely. 'oh my god! oh my god, what the fuck!'
dust floats over you, you cover your head, you're trying to figure out what happened. was it a bomb? and earthquake? an exploding manhole?
'peter, what the fuck was that? what happened?'
you. you happened. with the words and the noises and the begging and he couldn't fucking hold back anymore. his headboard paid the price, he can't believe what he just did.
'i don't... i don't know. i was just holding on and...' how is he supposed to explain this one? 'well, obviously it was a defective one! oh my god, are you okay?' you rip your arms away from your head, you sit up and stare at him.
'am i okay?' peter nods fast, his thumbs brush under your eyes, 'you're okay. i'm okay. we're okay.' you rest your hands over his, you stare at the half crumpled wood on the floor. you've held onto it many times, it was sturdy. you're questioning your theory.
'how the hell did that happen? it looks like you fucking ripped it apart!'
he did.
'i have no idea.' you stand up to grab your underwear and a shirt, you make some very clear points. 'okay, you need a new headboard and absolutely no more 'just the tip,' until you get one of quality. imagine if that came down on my head, i would be dead with just the tip in me!'
'i wouldn't let that happen, i'd give you the whole thing so you wouldn't die a virgin.' you pout softly, 'aw. you love me.' peter smiles, his fingers pinch together. 'a little bit.'
you stare at the mess on the floor, little pieces of wood splintered away on the fall down. 'hey- so do you think we're being punished for-'
'no.'
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hey, i have a request if your taking them. How about scenarios about isagi, bachira, rin and nagi getting caught in the act? Or basically just getting cock blocked lol
⋆｡˚. getting caught in the act - nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, isagi yoichi
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• notes: sorry if this sucks i don’t think i’m very good at doing various characters yet but ty for requesting !! ^-^ | not proofread !!
. ˚ ｡⋆ bachira meguru
bachira knew that isagi was coming over. he always knew that isagi had a big fat crush on you. that isagi has been pining for you for seven years now, seemingly not having been close to moving on yet.
at the thought of isagi walking in on the two of you, bachira giggled softly, leaning in and sucking one of your tits in his mouth to hear more of the pretty noises you were making. you gasped softly and clenched around his cock, earning a hiss from bachira as he grasped onto your ass, pushing you down harder on his cock.
he didn’t stop when he noticed isagi walk into the room. bachira hadn’t even heard the front door and it was obvious that you hadn’t either as you continued fucking yourself dumb on bachira’s cock while you moaned like a slut.
“isagi!” bachira giggled softly, making you stop your movements and look back at isagi with a shocked expression. he looked just as shocked as he did, his hands twitching at his sides as his cheeks visibly turned red, trying his best to look anywhere but at you. “i’m sorry!” isagi said quickly, coving his eyes with one of his hands.
“i didn’t realize you two were.. busy..?
bachira thrusted up into you, making you whimper and hold onto him tighter. “need your help, isagi” bachira pouted playfully, but isagi still refused to look over. “you wanna make her feel good, too, don’t you..?”
isagi let his hand fall to his side, gulping before stealing quick glances towards you and your boyfriend. “ah- uh.. i don’t know, bachira..” he said shyly.
“come on!” bachira grinned and laid you down against the bed so he was in between your legs, your tits on full display for bachira and isagi to see. “it’ll be fun”
you didn’t notice the desire burning in bachira’s or isagi’s eyes, which coaxed isagi into walking towards the two of you, unbuckling his belt and quickly trying his best to take off his pants.
“if you say so..”
. ˚ ｡⋆ nagi seishiro
breathy moans sounded from nagi as you bounced on his cock, holding onto his shoulders for support. your moans were louder than his and he loved how they sounded directly in his ear.
nagi’s game was long forgotten after you had crawled into his lap, laying against his chest while he played his game with hiori, rin, and niko. it wasn’t a problem until you started to grow restless, whining softly against his neck as your hips moved back and forth against his. “y/n,” he muttered, still focused on the game.
faintly, you could hear rin’s voice telling nagi to ‘shut the fuck up and play’ along with hiori’s gentle scolding towards rin for being mean.
“just wanna feel you..” you pawed at his sweatpants with a pout pointed towards him. nagi glanced at you and sighed. “please? i’ll just cockwarm you”
“fine”
little did nagi know, he’d grow desperate to feel you moving up and down on his cock until he just started thrusting up into you.
with a quiet gasp, you took nagi’s headset off of him, tossing it carelessly on the desk as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and began bouncing yourself, setting the fast pace that would lead nagi to cumming.
the more desperate you got for the feeling of your oncoming orgasm, the rougher you got with your bounces and nagi got with his thrusts. while being so focused on each other, neither of you noticed the way nagi’s headset got unplugged, suddenly hearing the flood of voices coming from nagi’s monitor.
“seriously guys..?” came hiori’s voice.
“get off the fucking game!” rin groaned loudly, hearing the clatter of something in the background.
“we’re almost done with the mission” niko came through and on the screen, you could see the screen turn into one that declared the teams victory.
nagi weakly thrusted up into you, making you moan and hide your face in his chest. the others were silent after hearing you, making your cheeks heat up even more in embarrassment.
“uhm.. nagi..?” came hiori’s voice once more, making nagi slouch back in his chair with a tired sigh. “what is it”
hiori was quiet for a second and you wondered if he was gonna say anything at all. “well until you’re done, the rest of us are gonna kick you from the game”
“so text us when you wanna get added back” hiori quickly added before the screen went to a loading screen. you breathed out shakily, tearing your eyes from the screen to look for a reaction from nagi, which you didn’t get. instead, he grabbed your hips and thrusted up into you.
you moaned shakily in surprise and threw your arms back around his neck from feeling so much pleasure all at once. “gotta be quick, pretty..” he muttered before whining softly in your ear. “ah- i really wanna get back for that boss level”
. ˚ ｡⋆ itoshi rin
you had lured him into the bathroom during the party that bachira and otoya had thrown in their new house. rin knew that you’d pull something like this, so he had his guard up all night until karasu had coaxed him into having a drink, allowing for a drunken you to find an opening.
“come to the bathroom with me, rin rin..” you pouted softly with your arms wrapped around his bicep. he grunted in response and glanced down at you, trying his best not to look at the way you intentionally pressed your tits together. “why do you need me to come with you. you’re a big girl aren’t you?”
you huffed loudly and rin couldn’t help but smirk at your more prominent pout. “yeah, but i’m scared,” you whined quietly and rin looked down at you with a confused look.
“scared of what?”
“i’m scared of getting lost,” rins eyes widened at the build up of tears in your eyes. “what if i lose you and i never see you again..?”
instead of arguing about how impossible that was, rin followed you with a deep sigh, allowing for you to guide him while his hand was wrapped securely around your wrist.
“i’ll wait out here, ok?” he muttered with his arms crossed but you pouted once more, knowing that it’d get him to do anything you asked. “fine” rin sighed and slipped passed you and into the bathroom.
as soon as he heard the door close, you were pouncing on him and he kept a tight grip on your back so that you wouldn’t fall over with how excited you were.
rin moaned softly as your tongue slipped into his mouth, slowly melting into your aggressiveness and pushing you against the wall so he could take the lead. “fucking minx, aren’t you” rin glared at you, sending a chill down your spine, before leaning down to nip at your neck and leave marks all over the skin on your neck.
“ah- rin..” you moaned softly as he grabbed your ass, making you jump up so your legs wrapped around his waist. “want you inside of me..” you whined quietly into his ear, lightly nipping at his jawline so he knew that you wanted it now.
getting the hint, rin pushed up your skirt, ready to push your panties to the side when someone came in.
at the sight of shidou and a girl in his arms, kissing at his neck and pawing at his chest, rin groaned loudly in annoyance. “hey, rin rin! what you got going on in here?” he grinned, pressing a sloppy kiss against the girls cheek. when he glanced at you, something lit up in his eyes, his grin growing bigger as he began forming up an idea.
“how about we all have a little bit of fun,” he offered with a laugh. “think it’ll be fun having two pretty little things on my cock” he smiled towards you, making you blush and hide your face in rin’s neck out of embarrassment. “what do you say, rin rin?”
at the feeling of your face in his neck and your shaky breaths against his skin paired with the way you slightly pressed your clothed cunt into his abs, he glared at shidou “i say go fuck yourself, roach” rin spat viscously and gently set you on the ground, whispering sweet words of reassurance as he gently pulled your skirt down and began leading you to a different room, having every intention of fulfilling your desires.
. ˚ ｡⋆ isagi yoichi
isagi held his hand over your mouth as he thrusted his cock inside of you leaking cunt. he couldn’t have you being too loud in case there were people passing by the abandoned hallway the two of you were fucking in.
the two of you were close to cumming, having been going at it for a decent amount of time. isagi was just trying to release some tension before practice, but he was beginning to think that he’d need a seconds, which would most likely make him late. he didn’t care though. not when he had his beautiful lady wrapped nicely around his cock, whimpering at every touch of his skin on yours.
“gonna cum for me, baby..?” he whispered softly in your ear, silencing your moans with a kiss when he hit a particular sensitive spot. you nodded eagerly and isagi chuckled to himself, pressing a gently kiss to your cheek. “that’s my good girl”
you whined softly and threw your head back against the wall, clawing desperately at isagi’s biceps as the pleasure began overtaking you.
with a desperate moan, you came around isagi’s cock, your juices leaking all the way down his length and coating over his balls before spilling onto the floor. your legs shook from the intensity of your orgasm, holding onto isagi tightly so you wouldn’t fall from how weak you suddenly became.
isagi still thrusted into you, chasing his orgasm after yours, the way you leaked all over him turning him on even more.
he whimpered against your neck, peppering small kisses against your skin as he got closer and closer. with a small whine, isagi felt the first spurt leave his cock before the ecstasy was ruined by an annoying voice.
“yoichi.. what is this?” kaiser walked down the hallways with his usual annoying smirk. “i was gonna walk right passed until i saw this pretty little thing” he cooed, laughing at the way you hid your face against isagi’s chest.
isagi couldn’t stop the way he came inside of your cunt, trying his best not to make noises as kaiser stood in his and your presence. “get the fuck away” he choked out, gasping out softly after your clenched around him and grasped onto his bicep even tighter.
with a loud laugh, kaiser turned around and lifted his arm to wave his goodbye. “don’t be late for practice, yoichi~” he called out before turning passed the corner.
when he was gone, you whined softly and tried to fuck yourself down onto your boyfriends cock, finding the whole interaction insanely hot. isagi whimpered from the sensitivity of his cock, not yet ready for your movements, halting you with his strong hands wrapping around your waist.
“fuck” isagi breathed against your neck, cursing kaiser for his ruined orgasm.
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sucking gojos nipples😋
- i honestly have no motivation to write rn but this came to my mind. nipple sucking, handjob
gojo has sensitive nipples, i’ll die on this hill
maybe yall just started dating, y’all been tg for like three, four months?
you’re sitting on his lap one day jus talking when you look down, you notice you can see smt thru his shirt. you pull the fabric down a bit, not noticeable to toru and that’s when you notice the metal bars thru his chest.
while y’all have done stuff, it hasn’t called for y’all to get naked tg, nothing past blowjobs and him fingering you/eating you out. he’s saying smt to you but it’s all going in one ear and out the other. all you can think about is his pierced nipples, you want to see.
“how long have you had these?” your mouth lets out before you brain can catch up. gojo looks down to where you’re pointing at. he chuckles a little bit, cheeks turning pink.
“a year or two maybe.”
“mm.” you hum. you’re still staring, eyes not leaving his chest. “can i see?”
“uh- s-sure.” he stutters a bit, not exactly expecting you to be so intrigued by the metal in his chest. he takes off his shirt and lets it fall to the side of his bed. then, his pretty pink nipples are exposed to you. you stare for a bit before you’re hands trail up his body, over his abs to his nipples. your fingers trail over them and his nipples hardens under your touch and before you can stop yourself, you’re pulling on the metal just slightly. satoru lets out a groan and you pull your hand away almost immediately.
“sorry. i didn’t mean to do that. did it hurt? i’m sorry.” you stare at him wide eyed.
“it’s fine.” he sounds a little out of breath and his cheeks are redder than before. his pupils are blown out, almost completely black. “it didn’t hurt it’s ok.” that’s when you notice the slight chub that’s formed in his pants.
“you like that?” you swear his eyes turn into saucers.
“what?” his voice raises a pitch. “no, why- why would i like that? that’s so weird.”
“it’s ok if you do, toru’. i don’t think it’s weird.” you can feel his body relax beneath you and he lets out a breath.
“fuck, yeah. i do. i really fucking like it.” you hum again and your hands are back on his nipples. you tweak the metal on his chest, twisting and pulling on it and satoru pants beneath you. both your hands are occupied with playing on his nipples and you stare at his face, he looks so pretty like this. you wonder how many other people have seen him like this, that causes jealousy to boil in the pit of your stomach.
“how many other people have seen you like this, toru’? how many people know you turn into a slut when you get your nipples played with?” he moans and arches his back.
“jus’ you. jus’ you. promise.” he slurs his words. you smile at the admission. a thought crosses your mind and you remove your hands from his chest and wait for him to open his eyes and look at you. when he does, everything is a little bleary for a second. “why’d you stop?” he whines, a pout taking place on his lips.
“can i suck on them?” his breathing stutters for a second and then he’s nodding. you slide down his lap a little ungracefully, eager to get his nipples in your mouth. you’re eye level with his chest and you look up at him for confirmation, he’s staring down at you, waiting. waiting to feel your mouth around his nipples. he knows how good your tongue feels on his own, would it feel good on his chest? your left hand comes up to pinch the metal in his chest and you inch closer to the other. your tongue flicks out and you lick his nipples just slightly. he whines a bit, just wanting for you to do something already.
“come on.” he voice is drawn out, begging. he’s about to speak again but before the words can fall from his lips, your mouth wraps around his nipple and you suck harshly. his mouth drops open and his eyes roll back. a high pitched moan, almost squeal, escapes his lips. you swirl your tongue around his nipple and his back arched into your mouth. god, he was right, no, no. this was better, your tongue feels great on his nipples. you take the ball of the metal between your teeth and pull it back, satoru keens above you, he swear he’ll see heaven if you keep going like this.
you’re pinching and sucking at him and he’s never felt so good, he wonders how your cunt will feel wrapped around him while you suck on his nipples. his dick is so hard in his pants, you feel it too, jammed between your bodies and with satorus constant movement, he’s getting a little bit of friction.
you decide to help him, the one hand that was pinching at his nipples trails down his body and under the loose fabric of his pajama pants. no underwear, of course, your hands grab hold of his cock and he chokes on a moan. he’s leaking so much pre his pants are practically soaked thru. your hand cups around his tip and you move it over that only. thumb running over his slit and frenulum, he’s so sensitive and with you playing with the most two sensitive parts on his body, he won’t last long.
“baby, baby please, slow down.” his voice breaks as he tries to speak to you, you ignore him tho, your hand moving over his cock faster and you bite down on his nipple. his eyes roll back and his leg twitches underneath you. you stroke him faster, fist becoming tighter around his tip, mouth hollowing on his nipples, he’s becoming overstimulated very quickly, approaching his orgasm even faster. he has no time to tell you he’s cumming. before yk it, white streaks are being spurted on your hand. even after he orgasms, you don’t let up. still jerking him off and sucking on his nipples. he’s whiny above you, incoherent noises and babbles.
you don’t let up until you get another orgasm out if him. his body caves in on itself and his cock pushes out more ropes of cum, throbbing in your hand. you finally sit back when he’s coming down and you look over him. his cock soft and flaccid against his thigh, both nipples red from your torture but one more swollen than the other from your relentless sucking. he looked so fucked out, you love it.
when he finally comes to, you’re still sitting atop him. “you ok?” he nods, a slight jerk of his head but a nod nonetheless. “good.” a wicked smile takes over your face and you lift your shirt off, flinging it somewhere into the darkness. “let’s see what your mouth can do.”
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i just nutted
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