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kenntolog · 3 days

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sukuna realizing your sad because a classmate was flirting with him and ur just all upset because you thought he dont want u anymore. IM SORR I NEED SOME FLUFF

𝝑𝝔 an: hope u enjoy thisssss!!! read more ab cool bf sukuna x loser reader here!!

you’ve been avoiding sukuna and he knows it.

it’s not that hard to see when you’re walking around with a sad face, getting to the lecture hall later than him so he doesn’t find a way to sit by your side, not answering his messages properly, not going to his practice games with lame excuses. and honestly, sukuna is kind of hurt because you refuse to acknowledge that he cares and tell him what is bothering you.

but sukuna isn’t dumb. and it was fairly easy to realise that you were upset with him because you were jealous of yorozu from his group literally throwing herself at him at every chance she got. it wasn’t anything new since she has been bothering him from the first year of university, when they were introduced as classmates.

it seemed like yorozu’s sense of obsession with him got stronger with upcoming spring. she was not leaving his side in the hallways, trying to tag along with whatever he was doing even while he didn’t spare her a glance, she was calling him the nickname he only allowed you to use which pissed him off further and she clung to him like a vice, her grip not wavering even when her dumb friends called out to her.

and in these moments, while sukuna’s mind was filled with questions like ‘how to get away with murder’, your insecurities got the best of you, seeing how sukuna, though visibly annoyed, didn’t seem to push her away completely. so you stopped walking up to him in the hallways after classes to plant his favourite types of kisses on his cheeks and you avoided catching his eyes because it hurt.

yorozu is beautiful, her beauty is carnal and almost every guy in the university drools over her so it shouldn’t come off as a surprise that maybe… maybe you aren’t the best choice for sukuna?

it goes on like this for a couple of excruciating days; jin and yuuji don’t risk asking about why sukuna seemingly only busies himself with practice and why he dons a deep scowl. they suspect that it’s something related to you, but don’t interfere and sukuna is happy they don’t. his mind is constantly focused on trying to get to you and as much as he wants to go to your place and talk things out… he’s scared. and he gives you space, thinking that the situation won’t escalate further.

but it does, when he catches you in the empty hallway, trying to get to your class with the saddest expression he’s ever seen you have. sukuna calls out to you, speeding up his steps and you stop, something hopeful burning in your eyes as you wait for him patiently.

yet, of course, yorozu appears out of nowhere with her wide smile and catches up to him quickly. sukuna sees the hope in your eyes quickly switch to betrayal, your bottom lip trembling and eyes glistening with tears as you turn away and run towards the bathroom. something cracks inside of him. but this time he’s not going to let damned yorozu stop him.

he rips his arm away from her grip, stepping back instantly while she looks up at him as if nothing is happening, “piss off or i will get violent.”

“‘kunaa~ why you gotta be so rude?” she leans her head against his shoulder insistently, batting her eyelashes at him. his eyes only see red when he hears the nickname again and he decides that he’s gonna use a different method this time.

he slowly guides his hand up her arm, feeling her relax under his touch, and weaves his fingers through her hair gently before his grip tightens and he tugs her head back roughly.

finally her face displays something other than satisfaction and that ugly smirk, and he shakes her in his hold while his other hand covers her mouth to stop her from making any sounds.

“don’t ever fuckin’ call me that,” he leans closer to her face. “and if you come up to me anytime again i won’t stop at this.”

she whimpers and nods shakily, trying to pull away before he harshly lets go of her hair, causing her to fall down.

he runs to the bathroom quickly, entering without any care and looks under the cabins to see where you are, but you seem to have found another place to hide while he was busy with yorozu. sukuna runs around looking through empty classes until he finally finds you in the art class, sitting in the corner farthest from the door and sniffling quietly.

“baby?” you jolt in your spot and cover your face with your hands, hurriedly wiping away your tears. he approaches you slowly, his hands itching to touch you, but he understands that you might not want that. “you cryin’?”

“no?” you croak out, sobbing a little more and sukuna feels like getting punched in the face repeatedly. you finally look at him, and sukuna steps closer to stand between your legs.

“‘m sorry.”

“you don’t have to apologise, y’know? ‘s okay if you like her.”

now, that’s crazy. “the fuck? i hate that bitch.”

you give him an unsure look and he sinks onto his knees before you, tugging your hands down from your face before he cups your jaw like he loves to do. you pout at him, still sniffling and trying to avoid his gaze, but he doesn’t let you, gently shaking your head to make you focus on him.

“look at me, baby.”

“‘m looking, ‘kuna.”

“no, do it properly.”

you take a few deep breaths, wiping your nose with your sleeve messily. and lock gazes with him. sukuna leans down, slotting his lips against yours, his free hand resting on top of your head. the weight of it is familiar to you, making you relax into him, your hands wrapping around his arm.

he pulls away, stroking your hair as he looks down at you with a gentle look in his eyes.

“i don’t want her. i only want you and i want you to engrave it into your thick skull or i will do it myself.”

you give him an unsure smile, eyes a little bit brighter now.

“i’m sorry for makin’ you feel like this.”

“i’m sorry for not talking to you about it.”

sukuna nods at you, hugging you close to his chest and kissing the top of your head lovingly, before he tightens his hold on you so much you start punching his back.

“but if you ever decide to run from me again i will kill you.”

“‘kuna, can’t breathe—”

#— miya writes!#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen x you #sukuna x you #sukuna jujutsu kaisen #ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x you #sukuna ryomen #ryomen x reader #sukuna #cool bf sukuna x loser gf reader

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thehighladywrites · 1 month

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ACOTAR men x reader, meeting your parents

𐙚 summary: the acotar men meet ur parents for the first time, how will it go?

𐙚 warnings: crack, fluff

𐙚 amara’s note: thank u sm for the req anon!!💗 i need cassian so bad i’m not joking 🙁 | based on this req

Rhysand

okay so in my mind there are two ways this could go

either ur parents are scared shitless bc of him or they absolutely adore him

They’re real scared if your parents live in the Hewn City and have only seen Rhysand’s bad side, you know, when he was with Amarantha and just seemed like a real jerk overall

The part where they adore him would come into play if your parents lived in Velaris and witnessed Rhysand's true self, not the facade he presents to his court, but the genuine person behind the mask

I think he would act very nonchalant and act like its a casual thing meeting your parents but he is shitting himself behind the facades

He's just really eager for your parents to like him, so he ends up accidentally over-complimenting your mom, which might make your dad a bit irked.

“Mrs. L/N, your beauty is as radiant as the stars. And your cooking is absolutely divine,” he has a hand on his heart, his famous smirk playing on his lips

“Aw, thank you so very much Rhysand, how very kind of you. I’m glad you like it!” your mom beams at him sweetly

“Alright, Rhysand, let's not get carried away,” your dad mutters, staring daggers at rhys as he gets drags your moms chair closer to him

After a while they grow to love him and your father’s distaste for him lessens

Azriel

it’s kind like rhysand’s situation, your parents score is based on how much they know about him

okay, so if ur parents know he’s the scary night court torturer and spymaster who does dangerous things for his work, he might not be very well liked. not only that but they would be genuinely worried and very scared

but if they only know he works for the high lord, i believe the chance of liking him is big

I think azriel’s calm aura when he’s with you makes him very likeable and trustworthy

Your parents see how much he cares for you, the little things he does for you and they approve

they see the small things he does, like this vid right here

Azriel is actually so fucking nervous, he stalks your parents before meeting them. He knows what your dad likes and he knows what your mom likes. Azriel brings their interests up casually in conversations and see how their faces light up

of course you know about all of this but you let him think he’s slick

Eris

Just like rhys and az, it depends on how much they know ab him.

If this is pre berons death eris, they will probably not like him bc of the way he presents himself

I still think Eris is charming and will win over your parents

He’s an expert on charming people and he uses it when he meets ur parents

he is very respectful, tho not very talkative. He speaks when spoken to basically

He gets very nervous when he is asked questions about your relationship bc if there’s one thing he loves it’s privacy

Eris is super vague, i’m talking one word answer for everything

“So how did you meet?”

“at a meeting.”

“Okay! so whats the story?”

“we fell in love.”

Absolutely melts when ur parents decide to like him bc he has never had any parental figure like him that much except for his mom and he is very happy on the inside when ur parents love him

literally thinks of ur parents as his after a while

Lucien

He is extremely well liked, like right off the bat, they love him

We all now he is prythian’s most charming male

is the type to say “wow i see where my girl gets her beauty from” to your mom and “you raised her well, she is very smart” to your dad

I swear he will flirt with anyone. your brother, your sister, your mom, your dad

he brings gift baskets whenever u visit them and it’s always personalized gifts too

your younger siblings always greet him before you bc they think he’s wayyyyy cooler than u

he just basks in the attention bc slowly ur family basically adopts him and he becomes part of the family very quickly they all love him

Goes on walks with your parents, bakes with them, talks to them, literally becomes their fav in a heartbeat making u a lil jelly

This is SO him and ur mom LINK

Cassian

awww😭 bless his heart he is so awkward

he is so adamant about being liked, he goes all out

i’m talking gets a suit, shaves and gels his hair back even though you say it’s really not that deep

sweating bullets, wings drooping a tiiiiiny amount. not noticeable to anyone but himself

anyway

cassian knocks on the door w flowers for ur mom and his hands are literally sweating

absolutely doesn’t let you touch him in a romantic way. he literally swats of your hand on his bicep, “bae, we can’t do that right here, are you crazy??” he says in ur mind, looking around to see of anyone saw that super scandalous touch

at the dinner table he almost knocks over a glass and drops a fork on the floor

his tie is too tight and he carefully tugs on it for air until you decide it’s too much and take him to your childhood bedroom

“Cas, are you okay? They love you so much, there is really no need to be this nervous.”

“Are you sure they like me? Be honest.”

“Baby, I promise you, if they didn’t, you would know. Now get rid of this tie, pop a button and relax, let me get you a drink.”

After you kiss him and get him a drink, he calms down and goes back to his normal non nervous, lovely self

🏷️: @amara-moonlight @rowaelinsdaughter @redbleedingrose @artists-ally @thelov3lybookworm @clairebear08 @riddlesb1tch @cupidojenphrodite @readychilledwine @berryzxx @fell-in-luvs

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ju-ji · 2 years

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I started playing disco elysium and within 5 minutes of meeting kim kitsuragi I was ready to lay down my life for that man

#on day 8 now and things have not improved #kim k the true loml #I did not get him to wear the jacket but after the events of day 5 I did have the choice to ask him why he took it off???#anyway I’m so disappointed I didn’t even *acquire* the jacket #but kimmy boy I’d do anything for u #anyway I’m a kpop blog and I barely post about that so dont follow me hoping I will post more ab video games if u see this in the tag #also while I’m talking about it I CANT PASS the freakin physical instrument check to open the ice cream machine and I’m maxed out on skill #points and had over a 70% chance of success and I bought the dice and it didn’t even open up all my locked checks 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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redr0sewrites · 1 month

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So bc u requested Adam and/or Lute stuff I'd like to request Adam x male!reader? Like literally anything that comes to your mind, idc if it's sfw or nsfw I just crave it °^° (also if you're not comfy with writing male reader that's totally cool too, in that case just ignore this)

I HAVW NO QUALMS AB WRITING MALE READER NONNIE DW!!!! ♥️

🥀Cw: fluff, smut, male!reader, overall adam's usual shenanigans

🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion

sfw:

you can NOT look me in the eyes and tell me adam does not have some form of internalized homophobia, and the minute he starts catching feelings for you i genuinely think he'd have a mini crisis

because of his major fuckboy personality he has a LOT of experience with flirting with women, but literally no experience with flirting with men

adam is still pretty confident however, and would probably approach you first.

i think he'd have to be friends with you to catch feelings for you in the first place, so he's probably around you pretty often

adam is very subconsciously flirty with you, but in a much more genuine way without his usual bravado. he doesn't even realize how soft he acts around you, but others can tell by the way his eyes always follow you and how he seems to orbit around you, or the way he'll purposefully stand as close as possible when he's talking to you. theres also the fact that he's literally always touching you, whether it be an arm around your shoulders or a hand resting on your back, he just needs to be close to you. you attract him like a moth to a flame, even when he's in a crowded room all adam is focused on is getting your attention. even his casual hookups stop as he literally focuses all his time on winning you over, even he doesn't realize how much he likes you (everyone else can tell. theres a betting pool in heaven on when you both will get together and who will confess first, etc)

adam definitely acts like a BUFFOON around you, deep down he doesn't think someone like you would want to be with him and overcompensates by bragging constantly about all the woman he's liked in a slightly pathetic attempt to flirt with you and literally CONSTANTLY trying to get your attention. think of his usual flaunting attitude and then turn up the dial by 100%. he wants to be on your mind 24/7 the same way your on his mind all the time

meanwhile ur lowkey heartbroken, bc you think adam is straight and yet you can't get rid of your stupid ass crush on his stupid face!!!! it's honestly especially irritating because he'll flirt with you and call you so many petnames and nicknames and will always be touching you, so you think you have a chance, then all of a sudden he's talking about some girl he banged and you just feel a bit led on

its very amusing for lute to watch the both of you dance around eachother and your feelings, when you both so clearly like eachother but are too scared to do anything about it

honestly i think you'd both end up confessing to eachother in the middle of an argument, maybe your pissed at adam for bragging about the "super hot girl he banged last night" (she isn't real and he spent the entire night thinking about you) and he's pissed off that your getting mad at him instead of being impressed or falling in love with him

definitely one of those dramatic "because i LOVE you, okay?!" confessions i am cringe but i am free and adam just kinda stares at you for a hot minute

adam would literally be like "wait... YOU like ME???? i thought you HATED me????? IM the one who likes YOU!" in usual adam fashion, and you would literally be like -_-"YOU LIKED ME THIS WHOLE TIME??? WHY DIDNT U SAY ANYTHING????" his dumbass would literally be like "I WAS TRYING TO??????" and all of this useless dialogue would literally just end in the two of you admitting your true feelings (much to lute's amusement who was recording the entire thing bc she NEEDS to win that bet)

once you both are officially together? prepare for adam to be the clingiest mf alive (in a cute way tho). he waited so long to be with you and literally became solely devoted to you for a WHILE before winning you over and it's probably been a hot minute since he's genuinely dated someone. sure, he's had hookups, but real, soulful relationships aren't common with him.

adam is ridiculously loyal to you, definitely one of those people who will be like "i have a bf 🙄" when someone random texts them, even if that person wasn't even interested in them romantically

LOVESSS flaunting you!! adam will bring you to every event he attends, he loves bragging about you and showing you off to all of heaven

if anyone ever gave you any shit about your relationship adam would literally drop kick them, he's very defensive about your guys' relationship and wants everyone to know that he loves you.

adam doesn't know shit about labels or sexuality so you probably have to teach him some things, i honestly think he'd be pansexual or just queer/unlabeled (i am totallyyy nooot projecting)

nsfw:

adam has been alive a long time and thought he tried everything sex related under the sun, but being with a guy opened a whole new world of possibilities

adam had explored with anal a bit before, but never with a partner. only in the late hours of the night when jerking off just wasn't enough, and he found himself with a strange temptation, his hands creeping lower and lower until he finally began to thrust his fingers in and out of his aching hole, tears welling in his eyes from a mix of humiliation and pure pleasure. yet, when he admitted to having tried fingering himself before, he also admitted something else- he had never managed to make himself cum, and had always gotten too embarrassed to push himself over the edge

he is a switch FIGHT ME. the first time your both intimate, adam absolutely talks so much shit about topping yet starts whining the second he begins fucking your tight cavern. this leads to you taking control and fucking him senseless, and adam is shocked at how much he enjoys it

he takes dick like a champ, he's a bratty sub at first but once you praise or degrade him, he's melting like putty in your hands

adam is sooo loud, he's a shameless moaner and everyone within a mile radius can hear his screams

you have to teach him how to give head, and he is surprisingly a very fast learner. adam lowkey gets off on how humbling it is to be below you, and he's also the type to get off on his partner's pleasure.

adam definitely has some sort of breeding kink, and when he's fucked dumb and so, so needy, he'll beg you to cum inside, whining about fucking a baby into him and babbling pure nonsense

even though it is quite literally impossible for either of you to get pregnant, he loves that kind of dirty talk. adam will pretend to be embarrassed about it but the thought of you breeding him or him breeding you is genuinely such a turn on for him

yall literally never use a condom im sorry 💀

adam would enjoy topping as well, i def think he enjoys fucking you and he loves fucking you senseless with pleasure

the first time he tops adam goes slow, he wants to learn more than anything and becomes incredibly skilled at reaching that sweet spot inside of you

adam is the first man, the original dick, and he definitely knows how to use it. he's such a fast learner when it comes to sex-related things, and memorizes everything about you and your body. he wants to know what makes you tick, and everything that pleases you or turns you on

adam is a pretty big guy and he can easily maneuver you into any position you want, he really likes hitting it from the back and loves fucking you from behind. he'd definitely pull your hair, forcing your head back so he could whisper absolute filth in your ear

i really really enjoyed writing this urgrhrgregregeh i love me some adam- im an afab person but im genderqueer/unlabeled and sometimes feel more masculine or more feminine, snd this was very fun to write bc i usually don't get requests for male reader or more masculine reader so yea i really really enjoyed this!!! also happy easter to anyone else who celebrates lmao i can't believe yall r getting smut from me on easter 💀

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greenxgloss · 1 month

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omg okay only if u want to but the mission is have for u is:

playing 7 mins in heaven w charlie, jill, kirby, etc and you spin the bottle on charlie and end up giving him head in the closet.

“do you want to kiss me charlie?”

“you can touch me wherever you want char”

and a mumbling stuttering charlie who’s never had head and he’s asking a hundred times over “do i do it like this?” or “is this okay?”

i just rewatched all of the scream series and even tho i’m in love with r!euro i can’t stop thinking ab charlie walker :,)

AHHHH OMG I LOVE THIS YOU CLEVER MIND there's just something about cinema geeks

7 Minutes (Charlie Walker)

Summary: you and Charlie join a game of 7 minutes in heaven and when you get your 7 minutes you give the shy virgin more than just a kiss Warnings: NSFW, sub!charlie, charlie receiving oral, soft!dom!reader, praise kink, fem!reader, use of Y/N

"do you plan on making a move tonight?" Kirby asked and you shrugged at her question. "he's totally into you he probably barely even notices me. I'd definitely tear that up if I got the chance though." you said causing the both of you to burst out laughing.

"it got really quiet out there." you joked as you sat on the counter of Jill's kitchen talking to Kirby. you both grabbed your drinks and walked out to the main room to see everyone playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. "now we're talking!" Kirby exclaimed as she pulled you to sit in the circle. "Uh I don't know if I should play." you tried to fight her but she glared at you. "you are playing you prude." she joked causing you and the rest of the group to laugh. "okay jills turn." Robbie said, passing her the bottle.

7 minutes later Jill and Trevor walked back into the room, Jill looking upset and Trevor embarrassed causing you to giggle. he definitely got a lecture in that closet. "okay my turn!" you exclaimed snatching the bottle. "please never make me do that again... Who even invited him??" Jill said, sitting back down next to Charlie. you spun the bottle hoping it would land on him. you'd been fantasizing about Charlie for months but just didn't know how to approach him. you were also sure he was interested in Kirby so you never made a move.

sure enough, it landed on him and you reached for his hand and led him to the closet while everyone giggled and teased him. you blushed though you tried to keep it cool and collected. you were screaming inside. you finally got your hands on him.

you walked him into the closet and closed the door. "uh I've never.." he began but you interrupted him. "it's okay Charlie we don't have to do anything you don't want to do." you told him but he stayed quiet, eyeing your lips, glancing at your cleavage. "Do you want to kiss me, Charlie?" you asked. he nodded but it wasn't enough. "use your words." you pulled him closer and pressed up to him. "I do. I want to kiss you." he said, quietly almost mumbling and something about it made your skin tingle. he wrapped his hands around you and you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.

when you pulled away you could see the tent pitched in his pants. "that's so cute." you cooed as you palmed him gently, causing him to quietly gasp. "Do you wanna touch me? you can touch me wherever you want char." you told him, kissing him again and feeling his hands press to your tits. you moaned quietly into each other's lips. "is that okay?" he asked, whispering. "yes baby you're doing so good." you told him, reaching into his jeans and lightly stroking him and his body tensed.

"its okay you're safe. you have no idea how long i've wanted to get my hands on you." you told him. he blushed. "you fantasize about me?" he asked in a low whisper as you got on your knees. "mhm" you hummed as you unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his cock. "oh uh-" he stammered, his hands waving around in confusion.

"put your hands on my face." you told him as you guided him. you licked his tip and hooked your tongue under his hood causing him to throw his head back in pleasure. "oh fuck." he moaned out and you immediately put your thumb in his mouth to quiet him. you pull away. "you have to be quiet baby they might hear us. and we have 4 minutes left is that enough for you?" you asked him while you continued to pump him with your free hand.

"yes yes oh fuck yes." he kept his moans quiet. his quiet needy voice soaking you. you couldn't wait to watch him beg for you. "am-am i doing okay?" he asked, pulling away from your thumb. "of course baby you're doing so good for me. you taste so good." you told him and quickly shoved his length into your mouth and bobbed your head. he lightly tugged at your hair, causing you to moan, the vibrations sending him over the edge and he came in your mouth. "fuck Y/N oh god that was so good." he said, hot ropes of cum pouring down your throat.

"you're a virgin but you definitely keep prepared." you laughed. "what? how do you know?" he asked, helping you stand up. "well you were oblivious to what to do but your cum was sweet." you told him as you wiped your mouth and kissed him hard. "times been up for like 2 minutes you dirty dogs." Kirby yelled, banging on the door. charlie and you looked at each other before you giggled and his face flushed.

the both of you walked out and Kirby made a face. "smells like sex in there." she teased, all the boys patting Charlie on the back.

"to many more yeah?"

A/N: this may have been a little rushed but only because my ideas and endings kept leaving my brain and I kept coming up with new ones omg I can't I love yall requesting Charlie, the ideas are endless with him cuz he's basically living a double life

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the-magicians-blue · 2 years

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u know how micah did that virus thingy..where its a photo of him showing of his abs..what if the MC did it back to him FBDJFHJF

LMAO THAT POOR MAN I GOT YOU

Warning: a little suggestive since your sending thirst pics but that’s as far as it goes

11:29pm

It was a knee jerk reaction he promises. Did he want to hang up? No of course not. Did he want you to see him loose his shit completely? Absolutely not. He wasn’t gonna give you the satisfaction of having bested him. Though he has to admit…. Hanging up wasn’t really the best way to fight back.

The conversation had started off as it usually did, the usual banter and whatever topics you two could think of. Then you suddenly stopped the conversation to ask if you could give a gift. At first he assumed you were sending him food or a toy of some sort like he usually did for you, so he absentmindedly said yes. Suddenly a bunch a windows began popping up on his screen. Each of them had a photo of you sitting on your legs in one of the oversized shirts he left at your house. You had the shirt lifted up to reveal a pair of black undies that shaped your butt nicely. And of course you showed it off by turning so it was on full display. All you heard was the beginnings of a loud screech before the call suddenly ended.

Micah had quick gotten out of his chair, squealing as his brain was struggling to calm down from how hot you looked. His face was burning and he needed to cool down. He quickly went to his kitchen for a cold bottle of water. When he returned the photos were still there on his computer screen teasing him, or rather tormenting him. Damn you were hot it wasn’t fair. He started to remove the multiple windows on his screen after he saved the photos of course. That’s what he noticed your messages.

My Angel <3: you ok?

My Angel <3: Micah???

My Angel <3: don’t tell me that you short circuited that much cause of lil ole me~

Micah huffed and crosses his arms, for someone who couldn’t take their own medicine you sure were quick to tease him every chance you got.

Micah Yujin: don’t let your head get to big angel, my connection just failed thats all

My Angel <3: 🧢🧢🧢

My Angel <3: there no way you don’t have the best internet money can buy ain’t shit failed

My Angel <3: just admit it, I beat you

Micah Yujin: NEVER

Now that he was calm he called back, smiling as if nothing happened.

“See, the called dropped thats all, nice try though angel!” You raised a brow at him, still not believing him.

“Yeah sure. In that case you wouldn’t mind me sending more right?” You smirked at him as he gulped at your question.

“Y-yeah! I can totally handle any little trick you’ve got up your sleeve!” He triedhis best to look confident but the red on his cheeks and ears said otherwise. So you decided to send more. You had plenty since you wanted to take the perfect photo. He couldn’t see you cause his screen was covered in photos but you could see him. He was trying to keep his cool but the blush was quickly spreading to the rest of his face.

“OK OK FINE YOU WIN! Please, my poor little heart can’t take it… you’re too sexy! Any normal person would have passed out by now!” You couldn’t help but laugh at his response.

“At least you know you’re no where near normal.” He smirked at you, now back to his usual smug self.

“Of course. I wouldn’t have been able to make you fall hopelessly in love with me if I was some normal guy. Just who do you think you’re talking to angel?”

“A dumbass thats who.” You both busted into laughter. It was the small moments like this that had you hooked on each other. Even when you bickered or try to best each other there was always a hint of love behind it. Like Micah said, no one normal could make you feel the way he does.

#error143 #micah yujin #please play error143!#micah yujin fluff #micah yujin x reader #micah x reader

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scaranation · 1 year

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HELLOOO can u do one where scara and reader are best friends and scara likes reader but we’re superrrr oblivious and keeps complaining ab how we’re so alone to scara AND HE GETS SO JEALOUS WHENEVER WE START TALKING AB OUR NEW CRUSHES W HIM

THIS IS SO SWEET OMG shbdhfdhs but hear me out: reader being a super romantic person (like reading lots of ya novels and crushing on basically everyone ) AND SCARA TRYING TO ACT LIKE THE MALE LEADS READER LIKES BUT THEN READER STILL DOESNT REALISE SCARA’S FEELINGS 😭😭

༊*·˚ 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄

Pairing: Scaramouche x GN!reader

Content: fluff, pining, modern high school AU

You were constantly dreaming about a distant love you found amongst the pages of your romance novels, flitting around to find your Prince Charming. Scaramouche, your best friend, always felt like the second male lead - perhaps, it was time for him to take matters into his own hands.

Scaramouche was quite a contrary character - volatile, and highly irritable. Most people were surprised to see he was capable of an emotion other than smugness or annoyance, much less being able to display something as absurd as love. And yet, it was apparent to everyone except the object of his affections that he held you in his gaze with a certain tenderness - a tenderness you never noticed.

You, being heavily into romance novels, would constantly gush to your best friend about everything that made your heart flutter. You romanticised anything and anyone, swooning over a new crush almost every week. You were in love with the idea of being in love, and yet, you never saw the love coming from the one closest to you.

“Maybe I’m just destined to be single forever…” You sighed, collapsing onto Scaramouche’s bed. The summer heat clung to you like a second skin, sweat seeping into your collar.

“Can you turn on the fan? It’s so hot in here.” You whined, briefly lifting your head to watch as Scaramouche walked over to switch on the air conditioning.

“Did you get rejected?” He tossed out the question jokingly, despite him hoping for a very specific response.

“I don’t even know anymore… Do you still have ice cream in the freezer?” You rolled over, pressing your face into the mattress with yet another long sigh.

“Do I look like your butler?” Scaramouche, your best friend - and the pretentious prick most people hated - scoffed, rolling his eyes but going to fetch ice cream anyway.

“You’re the best…” You mumbled. Scaramouche prodded your cheek with the cold bowl, holding in his smile at seeing you sit up - your hair messy from rolling around.

“So, what happened with crush number what? Sixteen?”

“I was going to confess, but they looked nervous for some reason and just left before I could say anything. If they really wanted to reject me, they should’ve at least heard me out.” You took in a spoonful of ice cream, pouting.

Scaramouche stared. Perhaps him glaring at that crush of yours every chance he got had really worked in driving them off.

“It’s such a shame, I really wanted my first kiss to be with them today. It’s such a nice idea, you know? Kissing at the lockers after a heartfelt teen confession.” You sighed dreamily.

“You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.” Scaramouche replied smoothly, although he felt his heartbeat shudder. You were always babbling about your romance novels, and so he’d read them too - memorised the important lines, studied the male leads’ behaviour. He’d quoted one just now, adrenaline leaping at the possibility you would’ve caught his subtle cue.

Your oblivious self did not. Or at least, you did - but didn’t.

“Oh, isn’t that from Gone with the Wind? I love that book! Did you finally read it?” You squealed excitedly.

“Yes, and it’s complete idiocy. Just as I expected.” Scaramouche rolled his eyes, looking away. His gaze flitted back to you quickly to scan for your reaction, his lips turning downwards at the lack of a blush on your face.

“Aww, did you enjoy it at least a little?”

“No, I should blame you for wasting my time.” Scaramouche feigned annoyance, but he didn't mind.

"It's such a good book though! How could you not?" You huffed, but changed the topic as your attention span stretched thin. Scaramouche chuckled at your behaviour, watching you in rapt attention as you continued rambling on about your love life.

He was conflicted. He enjoyed resting beside you and simply listening to you happily talk, but it filled him with sickening jealousy knowing you could make yourself love anyone but him.

When would you finally notice him?

The truth was, although Scaramouche was never one for literature, he’d somewhat enjoyed Gone with the Wind, in a roundabout way. He’d found himself in the alienated, self-proclaimed “dishonoured” character that was Rhett Butler. Despite the character’s cynical personality, he held an undying love for the heroine - although their relationship had failed due to his inability to express that love, and the heroine pining after another man. As much as Scaramouche hated to admit, it was a crude allegory of his current predicament. He was, irrevocably, the second male lead - either that, or a mere side character trapped forever in the friend zone. Your hyper-receptive behaviour towards others and obliviousness when it came to him was proof of that, and it was displayed now more clearly than ever.

Scaramouche’s hands clenched into fists as his usual mask of annoyance slipped into one of - miraculously - even deeper annoyance.

You’d found yourself infatuated with another person (or was it crush number nine for the second time?) and Scaramouche could barely contain his jealousy. He’d been dropping hints left and right, but for someone who spent most of their time immersed in romantic texts, you remained as ignorant as ever to his almost blatant advances. You’d been staring at your latest crush throughout class, barely even paying attention to what was going on.

"They're so dreamy..." You sighed, idly doodling the face of your aforementioned crush in the pages of your notebook.

"No, they're not. They stink, have you smelled them after gym?" Scaramouche prodded your side, drinking in the adorably irritated look on your face. His eyes roved over your every feature, wondering if one day they'd stretch into some semblance of the affection he so desperately craved from you.

"I can tolerate that."

"Oh yeah? What can't you tolerate, then?"

"Good question. They could punch me and I'd be thankful." You flopped onto the desk in a melodramatic display. If you punched Scaramouche, he'd probably be confused and concerned about your mood. Was it really love you felt for your crushes, or just a forced obsession?

"You're so childish." Scaramouche scoffed. He had a way of filtering his thoughts so the only thing that came out of his mouth were the mean parts - a habit he'd have to try and fix. Your beloved Mr Darcy would never behave so crudely.

"And you have a big mouth." You snapped, turning away to gaze at your crush again with exaggerated excitement.

Scaramouche rolled his eyes.

Scaramouche's fiery temper could surprisingly carry over to his love life. In a moment of impulsiveness, he'd (rather rudely) make sure you knew how he felt - as if he was entitled to your love. Before that however, he possessed some patience, so it'd taken a while for him to get to that point.

"When will someone ever like me back? If only real life could be like the books." You grumbled. Crush number seventeen had been a failure, and you moped about dejectedly.

“The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you.” Scaramouche responded, looking you straight in the eye.

“The Illustrated too now? I’m proud, it seems you have been reading all my recommendations!” You perked up. Your gleeful expression made Scaramouche’s heart soften, but at the same time, a sense of irritation worked its way into his restless heart.

“You know, if you talked a bit more about what you read, I can find better books for you.” You added.

“If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.”

“Oh, I love a good Jane Austen-”

“Stop it.” Scaramouche’s patience finally snapped and in an instant you found your back against the wall, his arm propped up beside you.

“I like you, okay? Like how your silly little book characters love each other. That’s how I feel, for you. I’m tired of having to spell it out, just so you can understand!” Scaramouche scowled. You stared in surprise.

“Are you… confessing to me right now?”

“Yes! For god’s sake, what else would this be?”

“So you meant those quotes, all this time?”

“Of course I did.” Scaramouche winced. He really was desperate - his former self would’ve laughed at him for doing something as self-deprecating as reciting romantic lines. Such frivolous behaviour, and yet he’d do it again, just for you.

“Oh.” Your cheeks flushed red with that expression Scaramouche had longed to see, your eyes suddenly uncertain to meet his gaze. How could you be so endearing, rendering him so enamoured with your mere existence? He felt himself falling for you even further, until you opened your mouth and promptly reminded him of your naivety.

“So… does that mean we’re like, dating now?” You asked.

For a romantic, you definitely were clueless.

“Yes, if you’d like.” Scaramouche replied.

You didn’t give a verbal answer, but Scaramouche felt it in the shy push of your hand against his as your fingers intertwined, the accepting way you leaned into him.

He should’ve found you annoying. He should’ve been extremely irritated long ago, but for some reason, there he was - secretly over the moon at finally being the main love interest of your life.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Can u do a meeting up with an online friend with genshin men who might have a crush on you maybe kaeya childe and ayato or anyone else you want. Also i absolutely adore your writing style

This hits hard cause I've made some friends online over the pandemic and have actually had the chance to meet them, it was the best thing ever.

Pairing: Kaeya, Childe, Ayato x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, friends to lovers, online friends, meet cute, flirting, texting, long distance

A/N: Not gonna lie, meeting some of my online friends really made me cry of joy.

KAEYA

He was the one who wanted to meet up bad but was nervous about it all the same. Kaeya is pretty cocky while talking to you online, through his texts and the photos he sends. When he's making plans to meet up he wants it to be more spontaneous then a full plan. After all he sends you things randomly so why not see where things go. Kaeya is the perfect gentleman in person, at first, but once he relaxes a little his flirty side comes through. Will most likely ask you out on a walk, something low pressure and casual for your first meet up. Only towards the end does he hold your hand and is the first one to text you a heart when the meeting ends, asking when the next one is.

"Hah, sorry if I seem a little nervous right now, some of my friends were telling me I'm overreacting but can you blame a guy when he's meeting such a pretty girl in person for the first time? My eye patch is real. Did you think I was just trying to look cool over camera all this time?"

CHILDE

Childe spends a few hours before the meeting going though his clothes. He's normally quite casual for when he talks to you but now you're meeting for dinner. Going on a first date with someone he's bein flirting on and off with for the past few months is scarier then he thought it'd be. Must be because he's so invested in you. He has something of a reputation as a ladies man so Childe wants to make sure you don't get a bad first impression. He would take a lot of photos of himself shirtless and even video chat while shirtless, after he just got back from the gym but having you actually touch him, wrap your arm around his while you walk, smile at him from across the table and leave your hand there for him to reach out and hold is something that has his head spinning and his stomach twisting.

"You keep looking up at me, didn't you get enough pics before? I can send more. Or maybe you want my abs? W-What's wrong? Oh. Am I coming on too strong? Ahg! Look I just... I don't wanna mess this up you know? I know I've got a reputation and I don't want you to think I was cozying up to you just to get in your pants or something. Can I start this over? I swear I'll be cool this time."

AYATO

He makes an iron clad schedule for the two of you. Too bad it falls apart quickly when it starts to rain. He'd been so excited to meet you that he forgot to look at the weather forecast for that day! Now you're stuck in this little café for who knows how long. Ayato tries to make the best of it, complimenting you at every turn, sitting close to you and inching his hand closer and closer until it covers yours. Will wait for you to kiss his cheek first but will be the one to ask for a second date afterwards, if you don't beat him to it. Ayato will always text you a good morning message first thing when he wakes up without fail, and after you begin dating its followed by an affectionate nickname.

"How could I forget this? I am so sorry, I told you all about these plans and you dressed up beautifully today and now... you know what we can still make the most of it can't we? Thank you, that you're not upset I mean."

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #ayato kamisato x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact fluff #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin impact x female reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x female reader #genshin x you #kaeya fluff #childe fluff #ayato fluff

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prettyboyeddiemunson · 2 years

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omg vampire!eating eating u out on ur period because 1) he knows how much better/more intense orgasms r when ur on ur period 2) even as a vampire he still loves giving head 3) he just wants to eat ur blood 😭

OH FUCK YEAH

your period is his favorite time ever. like he can smell it on you before it starts, because your blood has a different scent a few days before. he can also hear it in your thoughts, because you’re going over what you need to get done before it begins, or just dreading the cramps that will come along with it. he hates that you have to suffer so greatly with pain, and wants to do anything he can to help you. he’s a gentleman with you—taking care of you, getting your favorite snacks or things in general for you, letting you sleep on his chest as he watches you, cuddling you, drawing you a bath, rubbing your stomach, anything you want.

but he’s also a goddamn beast, because you’re basically free-bleeding for several days, and the smell is going to overwhelm him.

so what does he propose as a solution to your discomfort? period sex, obviously! at first, you feel a little shy and self-conscious about the idea; after all, wouldn’t that be really messy and maybe not the best course of action because of how gross it could be? but of course, your boyfriend is a fucking vampire now; it makes sense that he would want to do something like that. you decide to give a shot, because what could honestly be so bad about it? he was on board, it would be something new, and you may end up enjoying yourself.

and dear god, are you fucking glad that you gave it a chance.

he goes down on you, right? your pussy is always far more sensitive during your period, so even the lightest little traces with his tongue are going to set you on fucking fire. believe me, this man is going to tease. he wants nothing more than to dive right in and devour you, but he also wants to prolong it, because he’s a smug fucker. the tip of his tongue gathering blood, dragging it from your entrance to just below your clit with a hum. you’re mewling, hissing at the contact, his hands in a vice-grip on your thighs. in fact, he’s holding you so hard that there will definitely be a litter of bruises, or at least sore spots where his tips dug in. his hair is in his face, his red-tinted eyes on you as he reads your mind. he can see in your head that you’re getting impatient, and that only makes him tease even harder. maybe the tip of his tongue ghosts your clit, or perhaps his fingers pull your inner lips apart so that he can drag his tongue through every little crevice not accessible before. no matter what his method, he is going to enjoy teasing you, and savor in the scent of both your period and the blood pumping through your body. he’s going to go into a frenzy from all the different sensations, and that is when he’s going to absolutely devour the shit out of you.

if you thought he was amazing at eating pussy as a human, on just any normal day? fucking god, no. this is a whole new level. the first full taste of your blood mixed with your cum, and he’s off to the goddamn races. to him, that is the best taste in the whole damn world, and he cannot get enough already. two of his fingers keep your lips apart, his mouth pressing wherever it can reach, his tongue lapping at every last inch of your blood-soaked folds. when he moves those fingers back to your thighs, they are still covered in blood, smearing crimson all over your skin as he starts to eat you out vigorously. his eyes are rolling back at the taste as he moans around your cunt, and the vibration of it nearly makes you cum already.

and the image? oh man. like his dark hair will be a mess all around his head, brushing against your thighs as he eats your pussy. his brown eyes tinted red, gazing at you as his mouth does its work. blood appearing all over his lower face as he draws back to look at you or tease your inner thighs, and some of it even gets in his long hair. he won’t stop moaning or talking about how good you taste, about how he just wants to just fuck the shit out of you when he’s finished.

speaking of, this man would jerk off as he eats you out like this, no question. he’s going to gather some of your period on his fingers, wiping it across his cock before beginning to touch himself. it isn’t only your blood flowing into his mouth that’s got him so worked up; it’s the filthy memories & fantasies of the two of you in your head, ones that he can see in his own mind as clear as day. touching himself only aids in his pleasure, and you can hear the sounds of him beating his cock, along with his groans & the wet sounds of him eating your cunt. he shakes his head back & forth quickly, and he can do it much faster now with his superhuman speed. he might even finger you with his free hand, and that’s a lot faster & harder than before, too. all of that combined—the overwhelming sensitivity from your period, the way he was eating you out, the way he was jerking himself off to you—sends you into an intense, toe curling, mindblowing orgasm.

but we know eddie. he isn’t going to stop just because you came, and that’s going to ring especially true now. you’re not done until both of his hands are completely red, until his face is drenched in blood & cum, and until the sheets are an absolute fucking mess. then, and only then, are you getting your shit absolutely wrecked.

#eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #vampire eddie munson

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itsjaywalkers · 1 month

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for the drabbles me n you 71 (jokes....unless..)

but seriously rosekiller 60—i think it fits their vibe perfectly

i seriously considered writing a silly drabble for u and me.. greatest ship of our generation etc etc

but anyways !! here u have some rosekiller darling <3

60. "Before you decide to murder me, let me explain..."

If you asked Barty how he ended up pinned to the ground, right next to an open and half-dug grave, and with a scalpel to his neck, he wouldn't know what to tell you.

He knows it started with the disinheritance. Or maybe it was a bit later, when Regulus had told him he couldn't keep hiding in his dorm room, because his neighbour was starting to get suspicious, and he couldn't afford to be kicked out, now that he had also stopped being a trust fund baby. Not like he behaves any less spoiled.

Barty is convinced that it had nothing to do with the risk of getting discovered, and everything to do with that brainless rugby player who has started coming over. Regulus keeps insisting that it's just for uni, because they have a project together, or something, but Barty has caught that stupid jock ogling his best friend more times than he can count.

And there's also that one time he climbed Regulus' dorm window a bit earlier than he had said he would, and had seen the rugby dude lifting his shirt for some unknown reason and Regulus touch his abs with a ridiculous amount of awe. Like it was the first he was seeing a human body.

Barty still wishes he had recorded it. Regulus keeps trying to gaslight him about it but he knows what he saw. Unfortunately. He still has nightmares.

The point is that Regulus needed him out of there, and Barty also had jumped at the chance of getting away. It was fun, at first, interrupting their alone time and being the target of all those murderous glares Dave—or whatever his name is—kept sending his way. But it was beginning to grow old. The fear of Regulus poisoning his food or choking him in his sleep was getting a bit too real—he gets so cranky when he's horny but doesn't get any.

It's not like it's Barty's fault. He used to take care of that for Reg, because he's a great friend like that, but, well, after that one incident of Barty eating Regulus out and Regulus moaning that stupid jock's name, he refuses to lend him a hand anymore. Literally.

Not being able to rely on Regulus' dorm room, Barty needed money, and he needed it fast. So, technically, it had started with the disinheritance. Because like everything else in Barty's life that goes wrong, of course his father is somehow to blame.

Although, and watching the angel straddling his hips and who's about to slit his throat open, Barty isn't sure he'd say this is going exactly wrong.

"As much as I'm enjoying this, blondie," Barty starts, voice a little strained. "I think the scalpel and the whole threatening my life is a little unnecessary. We can have a conversation like grown ups—"

The angel presses the tool against Barty's skin a bit harder, abit deeper, and he has to bite his tongue to repress a groan when he feels the first drops of blood trickle down his neck.

Is this doing it for him? Really? It's not the weirdest thing that has managed to turn him on, but it's about to get very awkward if he pops a boner all of a sudden.

"Or not," Barty rushes to add, chuckling hoarsely. "We can totally talk like this. The dirt is actually pretty comfortable, and it's such a lovely night. I'd dare to say it's even kinda romantic."

The angel tilts his head to the side, brown emotionless eyes blinking down at him. "Are you flirting with me?"

Blondie's voice is empty, lacking any form of inflexion, but so smooth and so soft it's genuinely doing things to Barty.

"Depends. Is it working?"

He blinks at Barty again. Somehow, the gesture looks more condescending this time. The angel cuts him a bit more, and Barty hisses.

"What do you think?"

"I'm taking that as a maybe," Barty retorts, managing a little smirk.

Barty really has no survival instinct. He might actually die tonight, and yet his brain doesn't seem to be able to get with the program.

Not like Barty can blame it. If his killer looks this pretty, then he has no complaints. Or not as many as he should, at least.

"You were nosing around my grave," the angel states, squinting his eyes slightly. "Why."

"Your grave? I don't know if that's right, blondie, you look quite alive to me—"

The angel exhales loudly through his nose, and then moves the blade to the side of Barty's throat, as if getting ready to properly cut.

"Wait, wait," he exclaims, attempting to grab blondie's wrist and then remembering both of his hands are being crashed by his own back. "Before you murder me, let me explain..."

He pauses, leaves the sentence hanging and stares up at the angel with what he hopes are convincing puppy eyes. They've never worked on Regulus, but then again, he's a heartless man who only gets moved by his Prada slippers, so it doesn't really count.

Blondie doesn't say anything, just continues watching him with the most deadpan expression Barty has ever seen in his life. But his throat is only bleeding just a little, and he's still alive, so he'll take it as a win.

"I didn't know it was your grave, blondie," he assures him, and it feels a bit weird, not having to lie to defend himself. Most of the time, he's done whatever they're accusing him of and worse. "Really. Maybe you should put some sort of sign, something that actually stakes your claim, so people like me don't get confused—"

"You shouldn't be digging up graves anyway," the angel cuts him off with a pointed look.

Barty arches an eyebrow. "I'm not sure how I feel about a bloke who's literally threatening me with a scalpel judging what I decide to do with my free time."

"You said you were gonna explain and I'm not listening to any explanations." The angel rolls his eyes so hard Barty is momentarily concerned. "My hand is getting sore."

"You know how it'd feel less sore? If you dropped that cute little knife, or at least put it away from my face—"

"You have thirty seconds to talk before I cut your neck open."

"Okay, okay!" Barty sighs, closing his eyes for a moment. "It really was nothing personal, blondie. I just needed a body, a recent one, with all its organs intact, so I could sell them for an insane amount of money and pay for a room in the uni accommodation."

The angel finally looses the grip on the scalpel, the pressure becoming bearable. "You're digging up graves because you're broke?"

"Pretty much, yeah," Barty confirms with a shrug. "It's easy money. And I have experience digging up graves." He stops for a second and then he adds, "don't ask."

"I wasn't going to."

"So? Truce?"

Blondie gives another one of his slow blinks. "Not yet. How good are you with dismemberments?"

Barty doesn't miss a beat. "As in, having enough stomach to watch them or doing them myself?"

"Both."

"Quite good, I'd say. If I have the right tools, that is."

"I can provide them."

"Can you? Really?" Barty questions with a lazy smile. "Why would a cute, murderous thing like you need someone who knows how to dismember bodies for?"

"That's none of your business," the angel replies, raising his chin. "It's just for a little project I'm working on."

A project that includes referring to random graves as yours? That needs dead bodies' limbs?

Oh, this guy is absolutely batshit insane.

Barty wants him so ridiculously bad he's starting to get dizzy.

"You can have the organs," blondie adds, after Barty takes a little too long to answer. What can he say, he's a little busy fantasising about bending the angel in half and having his way with him. "They're of no use to me. I only need the limbs. And a head."

"Tempting," Barty admits, nodding. "But the question is, can you afford to hire my services?"

The angel finally puts the scalpel in his jacket's pocket, sitting up slightly and crossing his arms over his chest oncee the blade is away. "Afford? An amateur grave-digger's fee can't be that high, especially when you're this desperate. I'm sure I have enough money to—"

"Woah, woah, no one said anything about money, blondie. That's what selling organs illegally is for," Barty chuckles, squirming until he can free his hands from behind him. Still, he's gentle enough to not jostle the angel in his lap too much.

"Then?"

"A kiss?" Barty bats his lashes for good measure.

Blondie glares at him for a few long seconds, and when Barty is about to laugh it off, assure the other boy he was just joking and simply agree to his insane business proposal, the angel leans down.

Barty is sure that blondie only intended it for it to be a peck, but he's nothing if not an opportunist, and the moment the other boy's lips touch his, he rushes to deepen the kiss. Surprisingly, the angel allows it, opening up his mouth all sweetly when Barty licks at the seam teasingly, and tangling their tongues together.

He lets Barty explore a little, shuddering when he hums lowly into his eager mouth, but then he pulls away, the back of his hand coming up and rubbing furiously at his lips.

It's too dark to tell, but Barty could almost swear the angel is a bit flustered.

"Happy?" he grumbles, slightly muffled.

"Very much so," Barty says, not bothering to hide his shit-eating grin. "That's only the payment for a limb, though, blondie. So, if you need more..."

"It's Evan," the other boy correct him with a huff, finally putting his hand away from his lips. "And don't push it. I have to see how good you are first."

"Barty," he introduces himself in response, offering a handshake that Evan accepts, if a little begrudgingly. "I can assure you, I won't disappoint."

#silly little drabbles #rosekiller #s tag

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hrryshoney · 3 months

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Thinking ab Matty filming a video of himself getting off to send to you while he’s away on tour, with lots of dirty talk obvs 😇 I would quite frankly pass away

so yes. actually need to have phone sex w matty but that is besides the point.

so probably a time difference and wherever u are it’s early morning but it’s late night for him. he’s just been thinking abt u and he’s so hard he can’t sleep lol. was probably looking at some photos the two of you have taken and he decides he’ll record a lil sum for u. he’s holding the camera in one hand and recording him pumping himself. he’s moaning all raspy bc he’s tired and the words are just flowing out of his mouth. “wish you were here, baby. hand’s not nearly as good as your tight cunt.” and he wraps his hand around himself tighter. also lots of moaning ur name lol like he is sickeningg. “want you to touch yourself for me when you get a chance. gotta send me something back, too. so we’re even.” and he speeds up his pace until he cums on his hand and his stomach. sends u a selfie w cum on his abs lol. you’re at work and see the notification and almost faint<3

#need #matty healy x reader #matty healy smut

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ahqkas · 2 years

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𝐨𝐨𝐨. CARELESS WHISPERS ; anakin skywalker

pairing! anakin skywalker x gn!reader

synopsis! sleeping with anakin was like coming home after a long day; his arms held a strange feeling of safety and made you feel at home. everything was peaceful until he learned about the fact that you tend to talk in your sleep

warnings! fluff, sleep talking which leads anakin to tease you ab it, anakin calls reader 'my love' and 'sweetheart', lmk if i missed smth !!

word count! 0.8k

notes! so apparently i sleep talk 🚶🏻‍♀️ and thats why this exists (the stuff i say doesn't even make sense like girl 'i need to drink' what do u need to drink 😟⁉️) I HAVE RLLY MIXED FEELINGS AB THIS WRITING so 👍🏻👍🏻 ,, liking, reblogging & commenting is deeply appreciated <3

He could hear those silent whispers of yours almost every night, yet he couldn't find himself to complain about it because some part of him enjoyed listening to them and your reactions to him exposing every single word you said to you in the morning was far too good to miss. You'd sit beside him and try to process the information because how could you say something that stupid didn't make sense to you and he just teased you more but both of you laughed at it at the end.

Anakin found himself in the situation again as he was laying down on a bed with you on top of him, hugging you close to his frame and watching you closely with sleepy eyes. He was getting pretty tired but your sweet whispering was worth the missed sleep if he got the chance to hear your voice just a little more that day.

His hand was resting on your jaw, his thumb brushing against the apple of your cheek affectionately, showing you the actions he wasn't allowed to do in public areas. And he hated it. Maker, how he despised the way he couldn't be with you freely as he wished. Holding your hand, walking around with you longer than it was required, even looking at you in a certain way was out of question if you were a Jedi. Which he was. And you were as well.

The corners of your lips tugged up and you nuzzled your face closer into the crook of his neck, which caused thoughts to enter his sleepless mind. You were probably dreaming about something nice right now, based on how your facial expression brightened and Anakin was happy that at least either one of you enjoyed the state of dreams without being interrupted by a sudden and uninvited nightmare. But there was a certain thing he was expecting tonight.

The sweet whispers of your thoughts left your sleeping form and carried themselves into the space of the silent room like a light wind on a sunny day and Anakin caught them without any trouble, trying to remember as much of them as he could so when there was a time he wouldn't see you, he could just simply rewind the voice in his head and listen to it again and again and never get tired of it.

Some nights you weren't making a sense at all with your 'I need more' and 'Place it right here' and confusing the man beside you to no end. What did you need? And why would you need more of it? Place it right there? Anakin's thoughts were running miles at the rate of his thinking. Tonight's night seemed to be one of those, when you would actually reply to him and he couldn't be happier at the discovery. Messing with you was fun.

"Ani," the whisper of his name got his attention from La la land back to you, the blue of his eyes resting on your face in a comfortable silence as he waited for more. "Anakin."

"Yes, my love?"

You shuffled around a bit in your sleep, a barely noticeable smile now grazed your lips. You were so beautiful to him, even in your sleep. "I need to tell you something."

Anakin let out a whisper of his own as his thumb continued on caressing your skin, the movement so gentle you could barely feel it. His way of showing some affection but still trying his hardest to not wake you up. "Go on, I'm listening."

"It's really important."

His lips pulled up a smile so big it caused his cheeks to throb from the not very familiar action. This type of smiles were reserved only around you and only for you, there wasn't really any other reason to show them around and you two unfortunately didn't spend a lot of free time together.

"Very important. But I trust you with my secrets. So I'm gonna tell you."

The Jedi waited with patience, his eyes glistening in the moonlight like the very same stars in the sky while he gazed down at you with a look you couldn't place a finger on. They were always full of determination, boldness and courage which were qualities he's grown to be proud of. But around you they've got the spark of passion, intimacy and fondness.

"I'm right here, you can tell me anything."

"I love you."

Anakin tensed under you, feeling the warmth of your breath fanning the side of his face a bit (which he didn't mind, it gave him some sort of comfort knowing you were sleeping next to him well). He expected everything, literally anything else than a love confession out of you. But it was nice and sweet and the man liked the feeling it came with so he hugged you close with his hand still holding your face and let out a whisper on his own once again. "I love you as well, sweetheart."

"But don't tell Anakin."

He could only chuckle quietly at this and finally let his mind rest.

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౨ৎ ˚ ♡ ࣪ dutch van der linde headcanons!

this was unconsciously fem aimed and im so sorry,, idk i feel like coquette girlies nd ppl with daddy issues just... see something in him.

- definitely has that persona, lets be fr. the charming, cunning, captivating persona he puts on, he puts on to good use.

- adding to that, we all know how hes very persuasive which comes hand-in-hand with how manipulative he can be, of course.

- uses "big words" to seem more intelligent. u can't disagree on this. he so uses terms within the books of evelyn miller.

- adding to this, we all agree he plans his big speeches to give to the camp.

- he would read evelyn miller to u anychance he got. let's be honest, he took pride in anything and everything so he would always give u small snippets or the full paragraphs was written lead to paper by mr miller himself.

- and if ur a bookworm he will talk about mr miller any chance he gets. and u will sit there and listen,, he'll make sure of it.

- in any argument, he would never admit he's wrong. even if he knows he's wrong himself. but his way of being sorry is spoling u with soo much gifts or whispering sweet nothings into ur ear during ur intimate time.

- he most definitely uses petnames since u were his secret favourite girl in camp - "my dear," "my darling girl," "sweet girl," etc... u name it.

- he'd check up on u during ur free time or when ur working on chores, making sure ur okay with everything. u will always see a cigar in his mouth.

- if he notices u upset, he will bring u to his tent and ask u ab it till he gets ur reason out of u.

- u and will dance during during any celebrations that the gang has nd u find it romantic, even feeling those little butterflies in ur stomach at the thought.

- he would tell u how beautiful/pretty u are any chances he gets, infront of the camp or the privacy of the tent.

- shows u to anyone. in and out of camp. he adores u in the way that u belonged to him. u were his and he was yours.

- u would given him a mini fashion show, showing off th dozen of frills nd lace your dresses have while he sits on the edge of the bed, manspreading with a cigar on his lips with a shit-eating grin of his face.

- he loves to spoil u. the way u presented yourself or.. how you're perceived and he always insisted that you "don't worry about a thing in that pretty little head of yours". any gift from him always gave u butterflies and made u all so giddy. and u felt grateful and so so special within his grasp.

#dutch van der linde #dutch van der linde x reader #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #red dead redemption

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