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ellie is a boob girl (pt. 2)
warnings: smut
ok so we’ve established that ellie is 100% a boob girl through and through (check out pt. 1 here)
she can’t get enough of your tits and she’s starting to worry it might actually be unhealthy
the first time ellie asked to fuck your tits, you laughed. you thought she was kidding because you didn’t really get it - i mean, it’s not like she’d be able to feel your tits hugging her plastic cock. but that didn’t matter to her …
so even though you didn’t understand, you agreed just to please your very cute yet very horny, desperate, titty-obsessed gf. you took a boob in each hand and squeezed them together to form plenty of cleavage while ellie hovered over you with her purple strap in hand. you rubbed your thumbs over your hard nipples and watched as ellie slid her cock between your titties.
you would think she actually COULD feel your tits around her strap by the way she curses and mutters under her breathe while she fucks them
“shit baby you look so sexy like this”
“most perfect titties in the whole world I swear to god”
she reaches down to rub her swollen clit as she watches the strap pump in and out of your cleavage, making herself cum quickly while still steadily fucks your tits
“you gonna let me cum all over your tits? yeah you’d like that huh baby. my perfect slut” she mutters as she pushes herself over the edge
i feel like ellie would also LOVE motorboating lol, kinda as a joke but also kinda for real because any excuse to have her face in your boobs is a good one
it would be at the most random times too like when you’re mid conversation on a phone call, reading a book - anytime she can catch you off guard. she’d wander over with a devious smile and lay on top of you with her face directly on your cleavage, then shake her head back and forth until you start laughing so hard your stomach hurts
“and then wednesday nigh- ellie!! stop it.” you’d scold with a giggle while you’re on the phone with a friend. “oh nothing. just - ellie being a perv”
also picturing ellie passing behind you in the kitchen or in the hallway and reaching around you to honk em
“beep (squeeze) beep (squeeze) coming through”
she’s such a dork omg I love her sm
whenever you guys are shopping together, ellie’s always considering what will make the girls look good
(calls them “the/my girls” btw)
“oh my god babe, the girls would look incredible in this you have to try it on”
“god damn my girls are looking gooood in that dress”
also would insist on buying you something just because your tits look nice and she wants to fuck you in it 
when you shower together her favorite part is obviously lathering her hands up with soap and washing your boobs. perfect excuse to have her hands on them and who doesn’t love soapy boobies?! certainly not ellie
she’s not one to give you many hickies on your neck but you usually have a couple on your tits at all times since ellie’s mouth is pretty much always on them
her eyes are also on them a lot of the time so if you’re ever out and wearing skimpy top, especially a tiny bikini, she’ll reach over whenever needed to tug at and adjust your top to make sure you’re covered. casual dominance with ellie williams everybody😻
ellie def holds them for comfort a lot too. especially at night when you’re spooning or if you’re in her lap while you guys watch a movie. her hands are on your titties. lightly massaging and playing with your nipples every so often but mostly just holding onto them because it’s warm and cozy <3
“god ellie your hands are freezing!!”
“that’s why i’m tryna warm them up! my own personal hand warmers right here”
eeeeek i need els in my bed right now playing with my tits!! cant do this anymore!!! need her so bad!! help !!!
xoxo,
a ;)
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i sent this skz x 9th member!reader to another creator but forgot who it was so i’m sending it here too i guess. enjoy
i féel like the boys would def be little pervs towards their girl member. like “cuddling” her in the car on the way to places, having her sit in their lap during lives and stuff, constantly watching her boobs in tank tops during practice, etc something tells me chan or minho would be the biggest pervs out of the older boys but they know how to be subtle with it. meanwhile jisung and maybe jeongin are the the young ones who go absolutely crazy over anything. like her boobs could be out a little bc her tops are flimsy so they grab a handful and are lowkey fondling her but using the excuse that it’s helping keep her boobs in her bra or something. she’d def be very clueless but not entirely. like she knows that bc she’s a girl and they’re all guys, they have urges too. walking around the house in short and tight clothes, asking sexual questions, singing and dancing to sexy songs, etc they’d probably have a corruption kink too because of her “innocent but not really” aura. she’s innocent in the way that she’s just clueless when anyone so much as hits on her, likes her, try’s to make a move, etc
idk this was a while ago so maybe it’s just ramblings from my brain.
🏷️ perversion, noncon somno for jisung's part, corruption, fingering, oral (f + m), masturbation, unprotected sex, mc is called baby, kitten, doll, pretty, toy, slut
as the oldest and the leader of the group chan should know better. but you're so cute when you wake up early and your eyes are still puffy with sleep. he can't help but let his gaze linger on your bare legs, picturing his face between your thighs. sometimes when you join him on channie's room he'll run his teasing fingers over your clothed slit, enjoying the way you squirm and hide your hot face in your hands, pretending you're camera shy.
"keep still, baby. you know how much the fans love it when you look all cute and flustered."
minho is always helpful, offering you private dance lessons to hone your skills. he can be strict with the other members but he's noticed how embarrassed you get when he praises you. "you're doing so well, kitten," he whispers into your ear while he adjusts your position. you avert your eyes and try to focus on the way your body moves. he's smirking at you through the mirror, his hands skimming your ass more than necessary. when you're all warmed up and sweaty he bends you over and grinds his hard cock against your clothed pussy. "let's stretch some more."
"i know you can do it," changbin encourages when your voice cracks again. he turns off his laptop and enters the recording booth. "hey, don't cry," he wipes your tears away with his thumbs and you sniffle. you're fucking up your lines. badly.
"do you trust me?" he asks and you nod, letting him spread your legs. with a puzzled face you watch him crouch down and nuzzle the inside of your thigh. "you just need to relax, baby... you're straining too much when you get anxious. let me help you."
hyunjin is your roommate. he's a calm and quiet guy so you don't mind having him around. but on some nights you wake up to muffled gasps and groans coming from his side of the room. if you didn't know any better you'd have sworn some of his moans sound like your name. afraid to let him know you're awake you stay quiet and stare at the ceiling. your own hand slips into your pyjama pants to rub quick circles on your swollen clit, desperate to cum in time with him.
"ssh, it's me," jisung shushes you with a hand clasped over your mouth. you blink at him groggily, feeling two of his fingers slipping in and out of your wet hole with ease. he must've been playing with you for a while. "hyunjin's taking a shower and told me to wake you up." he snuggles against your back and you gasp into his palm when he replaces his fingers with his thick cock. "be a good doll for me now, pretty. we don't have much time before he comes back."
felix is the first to turn your relationship with them into something more than strictly collegial. "we're not colleagues, or friends, or family," he tugs you onto his lap and purrs into your ear, "we're something more." his fingers reach into your shorts and press against your clothed slit, making your head spin. "feel how soaked these panties are for me, doll? you know i'm telling the truth. what we've got is something special."
seungmin is your vocal training partner. when you stay late in the studio to practice he stays with you. his unconventional training methods are your little secret; he'd told you the others can't know a thing because they would get jealous, so you do as told. seungmin makes you feel special. you know he'd do everything for his favorite member.
"sluts like you need to have their throats trained," he groans and thrusts his cock deeper. "how else are you ever going to hit those notes?"
jeongin can never keep his hands off you when you're getting dressed for your stages. he gropes at your tits and tugs on your clothes. "these skirts keep getting shorter," he shakes his head and frowns. "everyone in the audience will be able to see your safety shorts. but you know you belong to us, don't you?" he grins and you squeal when his fingers slip between your thighs and locate your clit with ease. the barest hint of pressure against the fabric has you panting, proving his point. "no matter how many people cheer for you, you're our toy."
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Blade x reader General Headcanons (sfw + nsfw)
*gently hands this to you and then scuttles away like a large cockroach* not proofread so yea <\\\3 u can tell i have a blade bias <3
🥀CW: a little angst, blade is Bad At Feelings ™️, reader is sorta assumed to be a stellaron hunter, dom/sub dynamics in the nsfw, switch!blade, knife kink/pain kink, just filth tbh
🥀 minors dni with the nsfw portion
sfw!
we all know bladie is RIDICULOUSLY emotionally constipated- if he likes you, he is in COMPLETE AND UTTER DENIAL
he will be staring into ur soul like he hates ur guts but the whole time his heart is pounding out of his chest
he has a very stoic face, it takes a while for u to learn to read him 😭
tbh ud prob think that he hates u for a while cuz he just stares at u
once u both get over the initial awkwardness of him constantly looming over u and hovering around u and staring at u, and once u realized that no, hes not creepy or insane he just wants to be around u, u guys would probably become close friends pretty quickly!
i dont think hes the type to jump into a relationship, his commitment issues get in the way
u would DEF have to be friends first, but he would still be enamoured with u
very observant, he notices all of the little things u do
one of the very first things that tips u off to the fact that he has romantic feelings towards u would probably simply be the fact that he literally cares SO MUCH about ur life and routine
hes memorized ur schedule, how u make ur coffee/tea, what ur favorite movies and shows are, he can tell when ur sad or stressed, he just finds comfort in learning details about u
he prefers to listen in conversation rather than speak, he can listen to u for hours
if u like something or are interested in something, suddenly he is too and he wants to learn all about it
at this point all the other stellaron hunters are rooting for u two to get together
kafka would try to set u both up like all the time
shes never seen blade so devoted to someone
whenever u walk in the room, he always seems to light up a little in excitement
i honestly feel like he would confess first but only for the sake of kafka not telling u before he does💀
it would probably be after an especially tiring or exhausting mission, after the maras been making him feel shitty
blade always feels so safe around u and he would just suddenly blurt out the fact that hes in love with u
after the initial shock, when u tell him the feelings are reciprocated hes ECSTATIC
but wont show it
he'll just let out a small (but cute): smile and nod
kafka, sam, and silverwolf are in the background recording the whole thing 💀
hes awkward at first
SUCKS AT PHYSICAL CONTACT TBH
blade's love language is def acts of service
he loves doing things for you and he loves helping u, it makes him proud to know that he can help make u feel safe
will fucking destroy anyone who hurts u
like actually destroy
nobody had ever seen blade so angry or ruthless as the day u were hurt on a mission
afterwords hes cradling u in his arms, clinging to u like ur gonna disappear😭
he knows how fleeting mortal lives are and hes genuinely so afraid of losing u
hes not good at talking things out or expressing his feelings
hes also not great at apologizing but he will try for u and only for u
arguments with him kinda suck cuz he can be stubborn and doesn't understand emotions
blade would feel terrible afterwards tho
would probably sit next to u and just take ur hands in a silent apology and gently run his thumb in a soft circle on ur palm
he likes it when u wear his clothes, he can be possessive and seeing u in his (probably much larger) clothes makes him a little feral
overall, u guys have ur ups and downs, but are ultimately a power couple and he loves u sm what can i do to find me a blade smh
nsfw!
SWITCH ENERGY‼️
when hes dom, hes MEAN
blade can talk so filthy sometimes, his voice is so deep and rough and when hes got you folded in half, ruthlessly pounding into u theres nothing u love to hear more than his scornful voice switching from degradation to praise <3
into marking on both ends, he loves seeing u covered in hickeys and scratches but also enjoys being littered in stinging marks for him to admire later
i feel like blade would like positions where he can be close to u when hes dominant, such as mating press or missionary
SIZE KINK! if ur smaller thank him, he love love LOVES to use his larger stature and weight to pin u down
seeing u squirm and writhe helplessly beneath him turns him on
will pin ur wrists above ur head, leaning down to whisper the filthiest words in ur ear, the entire time his cock is thrusting so fast in and out of ur leaking hole, ur mind is melting to mush at the stimulation. on top of that, his free hand is roughly playing with ur cock/clit, while he nips and bites roughly at ur neck. its all so much, too much...
rahh i went off there for a sec
anyways <3
blade wouldn't understand the hype to exhibitionism until the both of u got together
the two of u r fucking in a storage closet while people outside r just continuing their everyday lives, his hand clamped roughly over ur mouth to silence u, but that doesnt stop his own breathy moans and growls from slipping through
i also think blade would have a knife kink, hed find sick, twisted pleasure in running a knife over ur soft skin as u squirm
hed never actually hurt u, he could never do that
u both def have a safeword
but the idea is still arousing
he isnt as vocal when dom when hes sub, when hes dom its more low growls and groans and moans while when hes sub its more moaning and whimpers and whines
when hes sub, hes so into pain
if u pull his hair, this man will immediately submit
HE HAS AN ORAL FIXATION IF U HAVE A COCK HE WOULD ADORE TO SPEND EVERY WAKING HOUR SUCKING ON IT. if ur exhausted and want to keep blade occupied (cuz his stamjna is INSANE), give him two of ur fingers to suck on<3
he just looks so pretty with ur fingers in his mouth, a small trickle of drool leaking past his parted lips as he stares up at u in utter adoration with lust filled eyes
blade is SO LOUD when u fuck him from behind, he doesnt know why he just finds it so hot
he also has a reverse size kink, someone as small as u taking control of him and using him for ur own pleasure is such a turn on
he has such insane stamina, he could have u fucking him for literal hours and still want more
esp when hes sub, there needs to be a lot of foreplay leading up to the actual sex or else he will be needy for like ever
is actually so touch starved its funny, when the two of u had ur first time where he was sub he came in under a minute
he was super embarrassed, even tho u found it super hot
blade can be a tease if he wants to be, sending u photos of him naked with his hand wrapped around his aching cock, eyes blown wide with lust<3
he thinks punishments are hot, but prefers to be praised and pampered
call him a good boy, he will MELT
he wants to be good for u so much, he needs u to get himself off its almost pathetic :( he cant cum without u there helping him, whenever hes needy and ur not around he always ends up in a puddle of his own arousal, his release slipping away as soon as it begins to build. his cock is aching, he needs u, he cant even get off alone
after sex is when hes most vulnerable, blade is very kinky and mellow after sex esp when he was sub
big on aftercare, deep down he wants to be taken care of and held
he also loves taking care of u, loves washing u as u bathe together after a rough night of lovemaking
he loves it when u mark his chest cuz he can show it off the next day
blade wants everyone to know ur his, and vice versa
THIS GOT SO LONG WTF???
BARK BARK BARK can u tell i have such a big fat stupid fucking blade bias hes so silly i love this goofy man sm i need to pepper him with kisses and then fuck him senseless 😔
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minho brainrot
✧──tonight's topic: him + pet play─✧
note: this is def very rushed and I do have better stories, but lately I have a thing for minho treating you softly :(.
tw: fem!reader x dom!minho, crazy amount of pet play, pet names, oral(m), hair pulling, slight breath play, degradation, a little praise if you squint, cum play, unprotected piv, mentions of sub space.
first, I'm gonna start by stating this - as his s/o, he's not gonna address you with any other nicknames other than kitty/kitten.ok.
now that I've said that, picture minho holding your face in his hands while you're on your knees between his legs. his thumb would stroke your cheek before pushing it inside your mouth. oh, give him that innocent look while you suck his finger, he'll go craaazyy.
when you finally get his cock between your lips, minho can't help but tangle his hands in your hair, controlling the pace you're going for by pulling at your locks. he doesn't really care you can't breathe quite well. push at him all you want, he's only going to go harder. "yeah, just like that, kitty." "such a good girl, letting me use you as I want" is what he would say as he destroys your throat. "shush or you won't be getting your treat, y'hear me?"
oh, and he definitely cums in your mouth afterwards and expects you to not waste a single drop of his cum!!! don't swallow it either. "open up, let me see how well you took me, kitty." "yeah? you like my cum on your tongue?" minho coos at you, scratching your chin and kissing your forehead.
he definitely has a pet play kink. so I have this feeling that he would buy those cute cat ears that move when they sense your emotions, or just some plain headband with bells attached to it. "why, you're shy? is that why your ears plopped?" "this isn't the kitten from earlier who rubbed her pretty ass on me in front of everyone, where did all the courage go??"
maybe he'll buy a pretty choker with a leash. you'll be on all fours, minho fucking you senseless, splitting you in half, when he pulls the leash and makes your back meet his chest, head falling into his shoulder. "you're so tight, kitty, do I not fuck you enough" then, there's two options:
one:
"no? I don't fuck you enough?! my kitty is so needy she needs to get fucked every second of her life, yeah?"
two.
"I do fuck you enough? well, it's not showing, you're still so tight, maybe I should fuck you harder."
and either way, you wouldn't complain because you do love the feeling of his dick ramming raw inside you.
if you fall into sub space and can't even spill out comprehendable words, minho will chuckle softly at you, responding the same way he does to his cats. "mmm, I know, cutie." "hmph, does my kitty need some water? want something to snack, hmm??" "it's okay it's okay, I'm here," he says, stroking your hair gently.
back to my masterlist!
thank you for reading!! ☕☕
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okay let’s talk about how John b fucks. because ohmyfuckinggod
he has such and incredible, immaculate, crazy, aneurism inducing stroke game I cannot even begin to describe it. he just gets it. like ughhh.
he’s so thick and girthy and his VEINS!!! ugh. like I swear it just makes it even better. he has this one vein that runs alll the way down the underside of his cock NMFJFJDH. perfection.
okay I’m going off topic. when John b fucks. he takes it seriously. he will never, and I mean never intentionally neglect someone that he loves. and he is very very firm about that rule in the bedroom.
he always takes it slow at the beginning. he is amazing with the foreplay. sloppy kisses and HEAD!!! AMAZING HEAD!!!! and fingering. oh the fingering.
he knows he’s big, and he knows that it’s nearly impossible to get used to like ughhgh. has to spend minutes jst using his fingers to get me stretched out and ready.
and yall already know HE TALKS THROUGH IT!!! he uses the nickname ‘dolly’ which honestly I wasn’t expecting but I did not complain I can tell you that.
he lovessss pretty noises, and honestly acts like he’s not expecting it and maybe he isn’t but like.. ?? you really expect me not to whimper when ur four fingers knuckles deep inside??
but genuinely, he’s so soothing and lovely. comforting works and always coaxing sweetly.
the foreplay varies by instance but the sex is almost always the same. medium paced, gentle but rough, and soooo just ugh. makes the brain go to mush on autopilot.
he’s just so daddy. like omg. omg. ugh. daddy. he is daddy. daddy is him. I cannot exaggerate this enough.
he is dick is so perfect literally every time he goes in he hits that spot. you know the spot.
he makes these little grunting noises every time he thrusts in it’s so hawt like omg.
he LOVES a good mating press.
he’s also a titty sucker. and. he is. a. TOTAL. munch. he’s so sloppy when he’s suckin on the clit all perfect.
and you bet he does not EVER struggle to find the clit either. this man has experience.
he is also HEAVY. like his whole person he jst pins me down so effortlessly ugh. he literally radiates dominance.
he’s also a chronic clit rubber 🤞🏻always had a thumb on my clit over my shorts or under my skirt.
and he reeks of casual dominance. if I’m being bratty or just whiny he’ll just cup my pussy like it’s nothing. talking in that low voice like SLUT ME OUT.
he lovesss receiving head. normally he’ll be sitting down, me on my knees infront of him. he holds my hair back and guides me <333 ugh he is just SO daddy.
he also loves dry humping <3 ugh like if we’re outside the chateau at sunset n ill just hump on him for ages like YESSS.
also this surprised me but he has a mild choking kink, not like hardcore but he’ll wrap a hand round the throat definitely, even if he doesn’t apply too much pressure.
he’s also a pretty moaner <3
massive breeding kink too!!!! like ugh mhh ohh I love it. he shoots BIG loads so those creampies are immaculate.
when it’s all finished he’ll dip and hand down and scoop some of his cum up and feed it to me <333 mhh
and he is the KING!!! of aftercare. the absolute sweetest. has a checklist in his mind of things to make sure we both keep up our personal hygiene during and after sex. always wiped me up and is very avid that I don’t do too much very physical stuff after cause he fucks for a long time and he fucks deep so bet I’ll be tired af.
lots of cuddles and kisses <33 ugh love him.
okay I think that’s all the points but if I’ve missed anything out or if there’s anything else yall wanna know lmk!!
- rafe shifter
CRYING SCREAMING THIS IS MY BIBLE. this is my holy text oh my god.
PLSS i know that one vein must jut out and feel so fucking GOOD ohmygosksjsjdk.
i can’t even function him just being casually dominant and so daddy mode is making me SICK . clenching my thighs i knew he wld be like this <33.
‘dolly’ IS SO CUTE IM SICK PLEASE. it’s def the grandpa in him and i’d say it to his face no shame 🙏🏼.
i can imagine the grunts i know they’re practically punched outta him with every grind and thrust AGH !!
love that he uses your clit like a little fidget toy that so cute !! i’d never stop wearing shorts and skirts around him tbh bcuz that’s daddy wdym !!
also jeez i need to write a breath play drabble with him now bcuz i’d never though ab it before but i bet those biceps are perfect for choking someone out <3.
i love him so much and once again THANK YOU BABES !! cannot ever say it enough honestly this has been the highlight of my week and i love talking ab it with you <3.
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relationship headcanons! :3 Leon Kennedy x gn!reader
These are more on the topic of affection and touch! This is also my first time writing anything lol so pls excuse any odd sentences or jumps!
fluffy, a little angsty too! The reader can b male or female— or neither!
I tried to not be OOC lol >_<
-He’s def sooo awkward when it comes to romance. Like, especially during the first few stages. It takes, like, maybe a whole year (MAYBE more or less) to get this man to warm up to you.
-So, little to no affection at first. Maybe an awkward pat on the back or shoulder here and there and some gruff praise like “Good job” or “nice” when u do something special or important to u but that’s all ur getting :(
-BUT that doesn’t mean he like, doesn’t like you or anything! He’s just very emotionally stunted, esp after Raccoon city and Spain.
-He’s essentially the whole “you fell first but he fell harder” trope, yk??? Maybe the opposite in RE2
-Sometimes, he wishes he could be more affectionate n’ loving towards you. He’s so driven by his job that sometimes his brain doesn’t have enough time for you, since he’s so busy stressing and overworking himself :(
-So when those days come n’ it’s just supposed to be time for you two— like a fun little movie date or something sweet, he does his best to be the best boyfriend he can be.
-Which usually involves holding your hand or complimenting you or using cute little terms of endearment (albeit awkwardly). So like, “You look nice today.” or “Thanks, babe.” when accepting gifts or compliments from you, but the word feels foreign on his tongue and his face scrunches up a bit right after which makes him look SO cute and silly (to you) so you laugh and tell him he doesn’t have to be all lovey dovey if he doesn’t want to.
-Which he agrees begrudgingly, because deep down he WANTS to be all close to you and stuff. It makes him feel self conscious, seeing other couples being all touchy and calling each other “sweetheart” or “honey”— it makes him envious.
-But it’s hard for him to be open with his emotions. It’s hard to open up, ESPECIALLY when it comes to romance. There’s trust and commitment issues due to *ahem* past experiences that he hasn’t gotten over yet.
-But that’s a whole other topic. In summary, Leon Kennedy is shit when it comes to all that emotional stuff.
-Though, he starts feeling like he’s not close with you. Like you’re just his friend instead of his s/o. It frustrates him because he wants nothing more than to be close to you.
-So, he starts making an effort. Starting with subtle grazes and touches, like his thumb rubbing gentle circles onto the back of your hand when your holding his.
-Or his shoulder subtly brushing against yours when he walks along side you. His thigh pressing against yours when you two sit together to watch some cheesy movie that he doesn’t particularly pay attention to.
-It’s simple things like that. And at first you don’t notice. Maybe it’s an accident, you think. Right? Well, you’re wrong. Because he starts getting bolder.
-Now, he puts a comforting hand over your thigh during those movie nights. If he’s feeling especially confident, he wraps an arm around your shoulders. His limbs are stiff and his movements are awkward though.
-But when he sees you aren’t making a big deal about it, just giving a simple little glance and a sweet, reassuring smile— it makes his heart skip a beat and a surge of warmth shoot through him.
-And so he relaxes, holding you close and tighter. There and then, he realizes how nice it is to hold someone, to depend on someone and maybe— just maybe, be vulnerable.
-It’s still a struggle, but he’s more open with his affection right after that. Giving you awkward little side hugs, ruffling your hair and mussing it up, even pressing a little smooch to your cheeks!
-And boy, are you proud of him (and real giddy too). It takes a little getting used to, since the first time it caught you so off guard that your stunned expression got a little chuckle out of him.
-But, baby steps! This doesn’t happen quickly of course, Like I said— maybe a year or some months into the relationship. But soon enough, you’ll have Leon opening up and following you around like a lost puppy (more like a guard dog) everywhere you go <3
#kastelixa ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x y/n#leon kennedy x you#leon kennedy fluff#leon kennedy#leon s kennedy x reader#leon s kennedy x you#leon s kennedy x y/n#leon s kennedy#resident evil#resident evil x reader#fluff
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could you do a fic where rodrick chokes the reader during sex?
Something new, 🍋 Rodrick Heffley
AN: Thank you so much for requesting. I hope you like it. I do not think personally that Rodrick would choke anyone. He’s def worried about hurting them, but I think he’s open to trying new things.
When it came to sex, you and Rodrick were always open with each other. Well Rodrick was always open and for a long time you were too. It wasn't that you didn't trust him or anything along those lines. It was more so that you felt a bit awkward admitting the other ways you wanted his hands on your body.
You tried to play it off as a joke, but he wasn't buying it.
“I wasn't doing anything.” You tell him with an innocent smile.
Happily, you sigh when you receive a smile in return, assuming he’d brush it off and get back to business.
“You're so cute when you lie.”
But you were wrong.
“I-I I’m not lying.” You scramble, and Rodrick believes you less and less.
“What is it?” He asks with a smirk. “Is it my hands?”
Very wrong.
“What.” You tell him with false incredulity.
“You’ve been looking at them all day.”
“No I haven’t.” You blatantly lie. “I was just admiring your technique.” You lie. Again.
You were watching Rodrick practice, so technically you were watching his technique. But you were definitely also watching his hands. Watching the way his fingers tightly gripped the drumsticks. Movement fluid and coordinated as Rodrick's pretty defined hands practiced his warm-up routine. Rodrick knew how to work his hands to make good music, and that applied to more than just this drum set.
“Come on.” Rodrick teases you, his hands finding your hips. “Tell me your dirty little secret.” His thumbs find their way under your waistband, rubbing circles into your skin.
His voice was different, not teasing in a playful way anymore, but in a more serious one. Bringing his lips to your jaw, Rodrick pressed soft kisses to our skin. His hand leaves your hips to wrap around you, pulling your body to his. Rodrick hovers his lips over your ear, his warm breath blowing gently against it.
“Please.” He whispers, there's a whine to it, and you can hear the grin in his voice.
You have to practically hold yourself back from moaning.
“I mean, it can't be that, right.” He says, pulling away and giving you a soft smile.
You nod agreeing with him, your smile far more nervous than his.
“I-I was staring at your hands.”
You admit hesitant, and Rodrick goes from soft and supportive boyfriend to the know-it-all he always was.
“Yes.” Rodrick says, pumping his fist. “I knew it.”
Highly unamused, you give Rodrick’s arm a slap and move to lay on the bed, suddenly feeling very unaroused. Going back to supportive boyfriend mode, Rodrick met you on the bed and quickly his lips are on yours. And after a few minutes, you’d completely forgotten about your “dirty little secret”. But that didn’t mean Rodrick did.
Too lost in the fact that you and Rodrick were about to cum, you couldn't sense his intentions as he laid his hand on your chest. His thumb and fingers stretched over your collar bones, slowly curling at the base of your neck. Abruptly he slowed his hips, the room filled with nothing but breaths until Rodrick spoke.
“Is this what you wanted me to do to you?" He says, eyes searching yours as his fingers slowly slide onto your neck.
Stunned, you’re unsure how to respond.
“You uh wanted me to choke you, right?"
The words sound foreign in his mouth, yet he doesn't seem uncomfortable with them. He’s nervous, more than anything, you both are. Seconds pass as Rodrick waits for an answer. A yes or no, anything to tell him what to do next. But when he receives nothing from you, automatically he retracts his hand.
Surprising the both of you, you’re quick to grab his wrist before placing your hand over his. Guiding it back where it belonged. Allowing you to guide him, Rodrick watches in awe as you begin to squeeze using his hand. Gasping at the sudden light restriction of blood flow, excitement flashes through your body, and you squeeze a bit harder.
“It isn’t too tight right?” Rodrick asks, trying to assure that you were comfortable.
“Y-yea.” You speak with shaking breaths. “Are you okay with this?” You ask, knowing that this was new territory for him.
He swallows, eyes fixated on how perfectly your neck fits in his hands.
Of course, he was okay with this, but still Rodrick wasn't fully sure if he was absolutely into it. Regardless, the fact that you were was enough for him. Regaining his previous pace, Rodrick hips go back to work and there's no longer a need for your hand on his. His thrust and squeezes share a rhythm, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.
“All this time, this is what you were thinking about, huh.” He moans. “Wanting my hands like this so fucking hot.”
Your mind goes back to all the embarrassment you felt about this. How long you'd kept it from Rodrick, worried about what he’d think. It was all gone now, instead replaced with an overflowing feeling of ecstasy and acceptance.
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could i request remus getting in a fight (i know it’s not like him at all but maybe it was ab the reader?? idk) and then shy!reader has to patch him up and it’s rlly fluffy and cute. i love all your work!! 🤍
i did rockstar!remus hope you don't mind it's not a huge detail CW r is cornered by a creep, fighting, bloody knuckles ♡ shy!fem!reader | 1k words
The dressing room is silent.
Remus sits slouched in a chair with his hand hiding his face, fingertips aligned over his brow and the pad of his thumb pressed to his top lip. His knuckles are bruised. Deep, cruel bruises. The index knuckle is split and scabbed with dried blood.
You lean against the vanity, your cheeks tearstained but dry. He's still so angry.
Not with you. The opposite, he's angry for you. Some techie had tried to lay hands on you during the set. You remember Remus' face filled with post-show adrenaline and how it had drained when you told him what happened. He'd been very quiet, characteristic if abrupt, and asked you who.
There's a roll of bandages, a square of gauze and an antiseptic wipe in your hands.
"Remus?" you ask.
He drops his hand and blinks. The anger is occluded by fondness. "What, dove?"
"Can I fix your hand?"
Remus straightens in his chair. "Sure you can."
You put the gauze and bandages in his lap and step in between his legs. His hand on the armrest, you curl your fingers around his wrist to hold him still and dab at his split knuckle gently.
Remus pulls your waist. You let him, unsurprised when his face drops into your abdomen.
"Sorry, dovey."
You stop your wiping and swallow. There's lots of things you want to say. Don't be sorry. That guy cornered me and he could've done worse. You're brave. Thank you for defending me.
"I love you," is what you say instead.
He looks up. "You're not upset?"
"No," you say. You reach for the gauze in his lap and lay it over his knuckles. "Can you hold this, please?"
Remus gives your hip a small squeeze before he does as you ask. You wrap the bandage around his hand and his bruised knuckles, feeling silly because you don't really know what you're doing, you just want him to feel looked after.
"I didn't know you…" You let his hand fall gently and put your hands on his shoulders, fingers slow and shy but very, very desperate, coveting the soft strands of hair at the nape of his neck.
"Go on," he prompts as he always does, tilting his head back in your hold.
"I've never seen you fight someone."
"I don't do it often," he says dryly.
You can't help but laugh. "No, I'd hope not."
You both go silent, looking at the other with a vast range of sticky sweet emotions.
"I didn't mean to make you cry," he says eventually.
You hesitate, eyes closing. Your words are slow; you think of each one carefully before you say them, "You didn't make me cry. I was just worried about you. Watching James have to pull you off of that guy, it was… it was a lot."
"I'm sorry," he says again.
You open your eyes, find him shaking his head from side to side, lips parted in regret.
You smile and your cheeks apple, eyes squinting ever so slightly.
Remus smiles. "But you already know that," he says.
"Uh-huh. Doesn't matter," you whisper. "None of it matters. I'm just glad you're okay."
He pulls you in close and you feel heat move over you in a wave, worse when his hand comes to the back of your thigh. He drags your leg onto the chair between his until you're forced to brace yourself on his shoulders and lean your weight in his lap.
"Don't be silly," he murmurs. "Sit properly."
And you explode internally, climbing onto his thighs with an awful churning in your tummy. He makes sure you're settled comfortably, doesn't care that it takes a lot of shuffling or that the chair is hardly big enough to accommodate you both.
"There, that's better."
You take your hands back from his shoulders and stare at his t-shirt, a black short sleeve sporting the Def Leppard logo in burning orange. You trace the letters with your eyes.
"Hey," he says, tapping under your chin with his free hand, the other a clear heat behind your back. "You've gone all shy on me."
You ignore him lest you spur him on. He tsks and leans back as far as he can in the chair, dark eyes half-lidded, a smugness in the uptilt of his mouth.
"Does it hurt?" you ask.
"No, dove. My nurse did a great job. She was super fucking pretty, too. The sweetest thing."
You press your lips together tight to smother a pleased little laugh and move your gaze up. He looks super serious as always, his eyes unflinching where they pour into yours.
He rubs under your eye with the very tip of his ring finger. When he's done he moves to the second, wiping away your smudged mascara with all tenderness.
He graces your cheek with the side of his hand. "Poor girl. Still so pretty covered in tears."
He's sick. In the head. You hope your pout clues him in to how unfair he's being and he reads it wrong, or knowing Remus he doesn't read it wrong at all, only chooses to act as if he did when he pulls you down. Firm, almost stern, his hand slides up the length of your back and holds your shoulder as his lips press to yours. You close your eyes and let yourself be kissed, too melted by him to do anything more besides kiss back lightly and screw your fingers in his shirt.
"Slow down. I'm injured," he whispers.
That does it. You're pent up and tired and he has no business making jokes at your expense. You laugh so much you have to drop your forehead to his chin, physically unable to hold yourself up.
Remus pats your back. "I love you," he says warmly. "Didn't say it back before."
You wrap your arms around his neck and sigh. You hadn't doubted it.
#marauders era#marauders#rockstar!au#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin x you#remus lupin x y/n#remus lupin#remus lupin imagine#bassist!remus
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Hi, I love your writing so much!!!
Please, please, please do short reader x cassian!!!!!!
Cassian x short!reader Headcanons
A/n: as a short girl my weakness is short reader x Cassian bc I love tall men and I dream of dating someone as big as Cass. Thank you anon and thank you for the request!
Warnings: some smutty thoughts so 18+ please
Cassian thinks it’s adorable how short you are compared to him
This man is massive. He’s hella muscular and he’s def the tallest bat boy
I also think he’s unnaturally tall even for fae standards
He likes wrapping his wings around you to hide you away from people. he’s very protective
Cass loves picking you and throwing you over his shoulder at any time
You two could be having a casual conversation and he’d just scoop you up and walk into another room, “keep talkin baby I’m listening”
Even if you were in the middle of a fight this little shit would smirk and throw you over his shoulder
“CASSIAN! Put me down I wasn’t done!” “Sorry, I saw I was losing and picking you up is my only win here.”
You love how big his hands are compared to yours
You play with his fingers all the time
He always has to have a hand on you at all times
Like he loves being handsy with you
Always touching your back or your ass or playing with your hair
Whenever you can’t reach something you always ask him to get it with a pout and your puppy dog eyes
“Will you get that box for me Cassie?” He’d run his thumb over your chin and say, “Anything for you doll.”
You were very independent though. You’d only ask Cassian if it truly was too high or you didn’t feel like getting it yourself
I think (like I said in my Helion one) you’d climb up to whatever you need
And when Cass catches you climbing he just stands there and watches smiling like an idiot at you
he’d thinks it’s adorable to watch you scale all the tall counters and cabinets
But it would be the one time you slip, but you catch yourself
He freaks though
He clears the room in two strides, grabbing you around your middle and pulls you down into his arms
He’s cradling you like a baby to his chest as he tries to calm down
“Are you insane! You’re forbidden to climb anything ever again! You almost gave me a heart attack!” He’d say in dramatic ass voice
You’d laugh at him and say “Ok Cass.” He doesn’t believe you though and you still climb the furniture just not when he’s around
Speaking of furniture, the chairs made for the bat boys for their wings are huge, and there’s a bunch through the house of wind
Cassian has his favorite chair so naturally it’s your favorite chair
You’ve fallen asleep in it once or twice while reading by the fire and he thinks it’s so darn cute and he’d just pull you into his lap and sit with you, falling asleep himself
When ever you want to give him a kiss you have to stand in your tiptoes and practically hang on his neck to get to his lips
When you sleep he loves when you sleep on top of him, his chest is basically your pillow
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This man 100% has a size kink
Obsessed with holding you while fucking you
He’s so big that there’s always a bulge in your tummy when he’s inside you
He loves it when you ride him
He’s so entertained by this little thing on top of him
I’m a firm believer that Cass isn’t one specific body part lover he just loves all of you
Your ass, boobs, tummy, thighs, hands etc. if it’s on you he loves it
When you ride him he loves grabbing your ass, one cheek basically fits in his whole hand
When you sit on his face he loves holding you down by your thighs to keep you on him
I also think he would just play with your pussy while you sit between his legs in bed relaxing
Like I said he just loves to have his hands all over you
#acotar#acotar fanfiction#acotar reader imagine#acotar reader fic#acotar imagine#cassian x you#cassian imagine#cassian x reader#cassian fanfic#cassian acotar x reader#cassian acotar#cassian headcanons
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ik gojo is the clingy type. but like how clingy??? i’m sure dyf!mc gets overwhelmed because she def seems the type to not be used to affection.
how clingy? wouldn’t u like to know lmao. just know he’s clingy AND whipped in dyf au
you are right in the sense that she isn’t used to affection, but know that i’ve written dyf!mc to be very very very very very touchstarved. which is also why u don’t see her complain much/at all when being touched by the main 3
It’s cold. You need to wear more layers.
You feel shivers start to trail down your spine, your undershirt suddenly not feeling quite enough as Gojo wrapped his own uniform blazer around you.
His extremely chilly, cold feeling blazer.
Unrelenting and refusing to let you out of his hold.
“Satoru…” You’re trying not to push him away, the cold radiating from his body AND his snow covered jacket making your chill resistance even lower.
“Could you let me go?”
“Nope!”
“But you’re really cold!” You’re now struggling against his grip, trying to get off his lap and his arm unlocked from around your waist. So that you can free yourself from his scarily glacial chill. Why does he run so cold?
“And? You feel really nice and warm. Like a little warm water bottle! He smushed his cheek against yours as you struggled to push him away, squirming around.
“Nwooo, stop!” You shove his imposing cheek away with a glove-clad hand. “You’re too cold!”
“I think you’ll look cute even with a little bit of frost bi-“
Suguru has saved you, flicking his partner’s forehead hard enough for him to let you go.
You act quickly, lunging into Suguru’s open and waiting arms instead, ensuring that the fluttering jacket didn’t touch the ground as you hung it on your arm instead.
“Thank you! You’re a lifesaver!” You whined, reaching pulling your muffler on properly from its disheveled state.
Gojo really was a walking fridge.
“Noooo-! My personal heater!” He grabbed at the air as he dragged himself forward, aiming to grapple you into his deathly embrace of ice and teeth chattering.
Geto quickly swerved, dodging him and maneuvering you as Gojo stumbled on his feet.
You let out a sigh of relief. Another few minutes of guaranteed non-Gojo heat.
You’ve thought you’ve escaped. Thought.
“Thank you and all, Suguru but…” You start to panic a little as you feel his arms tightening around you.
“Could you perhaps let me go now?”
He simply smiles down at you, eyes closed in what seemed like bliss as he continued to hold you.
“Nope.”
Goddamn weather.
“Suguryunnnnn, make way for me!” You shuddered at the expanse of incoming freeze when you felt Satoru wrap his long arms around the both of you.
——
“Then all you have to do is look at him like I taught you, okay?” Shoko reaffirms, holding you by your shoulders, determinedly looking you in the eye as you stare back at her.
“Wha-“
“Target spotted. Into action, brave soldier.” You’re immediately flung outwards, a strong chest catching you as you rubbed at your nose, looking up at the ‘target’.
“Satoru,” You began, your hands nervously twiddling with each other as your eyes surreptitiously peeked back at Shoko hiding behind a wall, flashing you a thumbs up.
Time to put the mission into play.
Your eyes met his smiling face.
“There’s a new crepe shop that-“
“Yes.”
You’re taken aback. “I… Didn’t finish my sentence?”
Gojo hummed, hand sweeping out snowflakes from your hair.
“You ran out of allowance money right?”
…
…
“I was right, wasn’t I?” He squishes your face in his cold hands as you struggle to think of a retort. You can’t give away Shoko’s plan so easily, even if he was right!
“Awwwe, don’t worry.” He now pinches one of your cheeks, before wrapping you up in his arms.
“I’ll buy you as many crepes as you want!”
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Suguru and Satoru were actually going to head off to the crepe shop together for a date.
They were thinking buying back some for you and Shoko, but since you so cutely asked Satoru, they simply left with you.
You invited Shoko along.
The crepes tasted strangely sweet when you all ate them together on a bench at a nearby park.
You want to go again soon.
Gojo got strawberry, Geto had chocolate banana, Ieiri matcha.
Regardless of what you picked, Gojo had stolen a bite of yours, you willingly gave Geto a bite of your crepe whilst he fed you back his own, and Shoko and yourself shared crepes with each other.
#gojo x reader#geto x reader x gojo#geto x reader#jjk x reader#dyf au#gojo satoru x reader#whalewrites#getou suguru x reader#geto suguru x reader x gojo satoru#satosugu x reader
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hey feel free to answer privately if you so desire but I wanted to ask what the artistic meaning behind the printer comic is because a friend and I got into a deep philosophy about it.
Did you intend just what's directly interpreted here, about it not being the printers' fault for being made to fail within months of purchase, or was there also the deeper meaning intended that this could be applied to a lot of things, while using planned obsolescent printers as a vehicle?
Either way, hope you're having a lovely day and never stop making art.
Hmmm
I feel like this is kind of tricky to answer because I don't think the artistic meaning is solely decided by the artist. But I can tell you what I was thinking when I made it!
The comic was mostly inspired by this post and a post I can no longer find where a person talks about their experience fixing their printer (the part where there's a fake sticker about USB compatibility and screws being different sizes was smth mentioned)
So the part with a bunch of printers and ink cartridges and dollar signs was defs intended to be about planned obsolescence. The printer thanking the person was supposed to be a kind of thumbs-up to the right to repair.
But people in the tags have talked about relating to the printer directly which I never expected but found really touching. Like yeah, maybe if you've experienced feeling like a burden and broken in some way, the little printer can speak to you that way too! And some people saw the little paper catchers as feet, which was an accident but I thought was very cute and kinda anthropomorphizes it.
Thank you very much for sending in this ask and reading my stuff though, I'm glad you enjoyed it and talked to your friend about it! If you like philosophy here is a cool video I watched a while ago that talks more about artistic meaning by philosophytube
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So honestly I was so excited to see this. This was my first fic on Tumblr and I'm just tickled to see that people love it? So happily, part two! This came out slightly more fluff and an interesting opportunity to explore consent? Def still steamy though, so I hope it fits the bill! And thank you so much for the ask, honestly the feedback gives me life.
Part One here
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
CW: cockwarming, implied past somnophilia, explicit smut, shower sex
Wanna Take Care of You (pt 2)
Bucky wakes with a gasp and a grunt, panic welling somewhere deep in his chest at the weight settled across his body, claustrophobic. He's frozen for a long moment, until dreams give way to reality, his senses filling in the gaps that sleep has left. Your scent filling his nose, the steady rhythm of your breathing and the beat of your heart pressed to his, warmth of your breath where your face is nestled in against his neck and... Oh...
For a moment, the warmth enveloping his cock is confusing, and he's too concerned to move. Slowly, the vaguest kind of memory filters through. You, over top of him, leaned forward, soft pad of your thumb pressed against his lips, silencing his confusion. His cock twitches slightly at the memory, and you groan softly.
Your face presses in more firmly against his neck, making him chuckle just slightly as he finally moves, one hand cradling the back of your head, metal fingers gliding down your spine as he twists to nuzzle his nose against your temple.
"Sorry doll, didn't mean to wake you," he murmurs. After a moment's hesitation, he asks "everything alright?"
You're finally coming awake, nodding against his neck. "Yeah, great," you answer, voice groggy still with sleep.
Bucky's metal hand flattens on your back and then curves around your hip. "So uh..."
You finally sit up, making both of you gasp, coupled bodies shifting together. You examine his face, trying to gauge him.
"Is this alright?" you ask, suddenly uncertain, worried he'd feel... Violated or something, even if you had talked about it beforehand.
Bucky laughs softly at the look of concern on your face, wrinkled up so cute. "Yeah, I mean, no complaints here. Are you okay?"
You look a little sheepish. "Uh yeah, it was... Kinda great actually."
Bucky smirks wickedly, and it's a relief to see that look on his face. Sometimes he has a hard time recovering, when he comes home so mentally beat up, wandering your shared apartment for days looking lost. This is more him, though, and that has you smiling in return.
"You got a kink we didn't know about, y/n?" he teases. You only shrug smirking.
Bucky groans, gives your ass a gentle smack. "Maybe we oughta think about a shower," he suggests. You hadn't even noticed, yet, the sticky dried mess that had accumulated while you both slept.
You nod, pulling your legs up under yourself. You both moan, overstimulated, your cunt throbbing in the absence of Bucky's cock. You roll to your feet, and you're already tossing your shirt aside as Bucky kicks his underwear the rest of the way off and flips on the shower. By the time you join him, he's standing in the spray, and the warmth of it makes you sigh.
He steps back to make room for you, and even with your eyes closed, rinsing water through your hair, you can feel him looking at you very intently.
You shift out of the water so you can look at him. "What's up?" you ask, before he can get too lost in whatever it is he's thinking.
"Just admiring the view," he retorts, and reaches his right hand up, fingers brushing against fingerprint bruises on your hip. "Did I..." he asks, and you press his hand more firmly to your skin.
"Yes, and I loved it," you interrupt, answering his question firmly before he can spiral. You step closer, twining arms around his neck, wet bodies pressed together. "That's part of what I mean, when I say it was great. It was just your body, doing what you wanted with no inhibitions."
"I could've hurt you," he mumbles, words slightly muffled against your wet shoulder.
"No, I don't think so," you answer. "But we don't have to again if you don't want. I'm just saying, it was really good. At least I know it was for me."
"What, better than regular sex?" Bucky pouts.
"I didn't say that!" you gasp, jerking back to look at him, worried you'd offended him or something, only to find him with a shit eating grin on his face. You pout, giving his shoulder a gentle whack that only makes him smirk more.
He leans in, pressing lips to yours, and you respond, only too eager. You gasp when he presses you against the cold tile of the shower wall, skin shivering and body jerking toward him, trying to protest that coolness. Bucky is unrelenting as he presses you back, though, his hot body covering yours.
"How're you feeling, doll?" he asks, his hand skating up your wet thigh, his lips hovering near your earlobe.
"Green," you gasp. "So much green."
Ever since you'd explained the concept of traffic light colors in terms of consent, Bucky had used them almost constantly. It allowed him to tap into some of his rougher predilections without fearing for your well being, mental or physical.
His fingers were questing between your thighs, flicking roughly at your clit. A night spent wrapped around his cock had left you stretched and overstimulated and you whimper, hips jerking away from him. He reads your response, almost uncannily, as always, and softens his touch.
His lips find your neck, tongue gliding across your skin, making your head tilt, loosening muscles that had tightened. He's still nuzzling and teasing at your neck and shoulder when he begins to slide his cock in. You both moan, shuddering, and Bucky presses a clenched fist to the wall beside your head. You can practically feel him wrestling with his own self control, and you know you're not helping, arms wrapped around his neck, legs barely holding you up.
"It's okay I'm still green," you mumble, reassuring him breathlessly.
He groans, cock throbbing against your twitching walls, and he pulls out only to immediately thrust back in. His pace is quick and rough, but his hand is soft on your hip, holding you in place.
His hand slides down your leg, hiking your thigh up around his hip, and you both moan. Your back is pressed into the wall, hips lifted to meet his thrusts.
It doesn't take much time at all for your overstimulated body to sit hovering on the edge, and when Bucky presses in, his mouth is disarmingly soft, against your neck, the top of your shoulder, along your collarbone, all the tender touch of lips, no teeth. It's a distinct contrast to the way his body is pounding into you, rough almost to the point of pain.
You keen as he keeps driving, your fists tangled cruelly in his hair, but that only encourages him. He throbs into orgasm, grunting as he spills,riding out his pleasure with a few more softening thrusts. It's a gentler pressing of his cock into your folds that finally brings you relief, arching onto your tip toes as the orgasm ripples through, more slow and steady than anything.
Bucky twines an arm around your waist, holding you up gently, supporting your weight tenderly. "You're so good to me, doll," he whispers. Still wrapped around you, he shifts, turning your body into the spray of water. You hum softly as the heat soothes the tension in your body. When you can stand, Bucky shifts, working gentle fingers through your hair.
"My turn to take care of you," he murmurs, reaching for your shampoo, with so much tender affection it has your knees going weak all over again.
#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes x you#winter soldier#winter soldier fanfiction#winter soldier x reader#winter soldier x y/n#marvel fanfiction
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faye coming home to harry all excited with news that she got the lead role they’ve she’s been practicing for for weeks 🥺 and he def does the cute little embrace where he grabs her by the waist and spins her aroundddddd 🫶🏼
When Faye gets to his flat, there’s still some makeup on her face, her cheeks red to an exaggeration, and her lips so deeply pink as if the lipstick they used on her stained. Her hair is in a loose braid down her back and there are still some leftover pins in them. She takes her shoes off and hobbles over to him.
Harry glances at his phone. “It’s early, love. Everything went all right?” He looks for the signs. No red rimmed eyes, no messy hair from her nervously playing with it, no sad mouth.
Usually during audition nights, she’s out longer than anticipated. It’s why they set their dinner date tonight at Harry’s house instead of a real restaurant. Too many times has Faye felt bad about not making a reservation on time. Harry insists he’s a better cook anyways.
“Yes,” Faye answers, putting her bag on the counter. “I know you said only to use the key you gave me for emergencies–”
Harry smiles. “Actually you decided that for us. You can totally walk in any time–”
“I got it.”
He stills. “You…you got it?”
“Yeah. I got the part,” she says. Her hands are balled up into excited fists, and upon looking closer, Harry sees her shoulders shaking.
“I mean of course you did!” Harry removes his apron and tosses it on the counter, holding his arms open. She’s at him in a flash, wrapping her legs around his waist, tucking her head into his neck. He holds her tight to him as he spins her around. “I knew you would! I just knew you would!”
When Faye lifts her head up, she’s smiling so hard, it has Harry realizing he can’t remember the last time she was this happy. He places her on the counter and holds the back of her head as he kisses her hard.
Her legs stay wrapped around him, ankles crossed behind him back as if to keep him from moving away. When he shifts the kisses to her cheek, she’s laughing again, her fingers buried in his curls.
“I know I’ve been really busy,” she says, tilting her head back. “And I made you practice the lines with me so many times and I missed a lot of dates, but I think it worked out well, right?”
Harry lifts his head, cupping her face. He runs a thumb over her red cheek. “I’m so proud of you,” he says, kissing her mouth again. “You’re so bloody talented, I never doubted you for a second.”
Her eyes are lit up, cheeks stretched in a smile so big, Harry can’t help himself but lean in and kiss her face again. His stubble rubs against her smooth cheek, and she laughs again. She hugs him tightly. Harry feels the force of her arms and legs holding him down.
“I came back early because I was the only one they let finish the whole audition. I was the last one. Everyone else before me was only allowed a few lines, but they gave me a whole scene. I even had to improvise a little bit.”
“They loved you,” Harry murmurs, his hands sliding down to her back. “They loved you so bad.”
“And!” She pulls back with bright eyes. “And one of the producers of the play has worked on indie films and when I was talking to her, I kind of hinted at the fact that I want to be working on films too, and I think she got the idea because she took all my information down and told me to bring my portfolio next week. Isn’t that so cool?”
“It’s fucking amazing, Faye! Fuck, I’m so proud of you. You’re going to make it to Hollywood.”
Faye suddenly looks very timid. “Well, maybe not Hollywood…”
“Of course you will! Hey, have I ever been wrong about anything? You always get the roles you want, the reviews people write are insane, and that one play you directed was on for nearly 4 months! That is Hollywood material if I’ve ever seen it.”
The smile slowly returns to her face. She rests her forehead on his. “Really?”
“Absolutely.”
“You’ll probably have to practice lines with me some more.”
“I would do that on any given day, my love.”
She closes her eyes right before Harry kisses her again. It’s a slower, less frantic kiss than before, the adrenaline leaving their bodies. His hands are now resting on her hips, Faye’s arms around his shoulders casually. She tilts her head to kiss him better, and when he pulls away, it seems that her face is even redder than before.
He gently rubs her cheek. “What’s with the war paint, Cherry?”
“Oh they were trying some looks on me.”
“Yeah? You’ve still got some glitter on you.”
“I didn’t really take my makeup off all the way. I wanted to come home and tell you the news as soon as possible.” She turns to look at the half prepared dinner. “Would you mind if I took a quick shower while you’re finishing up?”
“Yes. It’s not like I expected you to help me cook or anything,” he teases. Finally, he releases her and lets her hop off the counter.
“Hey, you said I was a hazard in the kitchen last time!”
“Right, because you nearly cut your thumb off, remember?”
“It’s because Timmy came in and surprised me! I do cook my own food, you know? With minimal casualties.”
“Mhm.” He kisses the top of her head. “Change into my clothes, yeah?”
She smiles knowingly up at him, bouncing on her heels. “Are you telling me or offering?”
“Oh I’m very much telling you. I will be upset if you don’t come back in just a shirt and shorts. Dinner may be canceled. Couches will be slept on.”
“Your shorts are huge on me.”
Harry’s eyes sparkle. “Fine. A shirt and nothing else. I don’t mind at all.”
“Of course you don’t.”
After she showers and Harry’s setting up the table for the two of them, she comes down in just a graphic t-shirt of his, her long hair in waves against her back. He knows that once she brushes her hair, it’ll go all straight, so he takes his time admiring her slightly curly look. Her bangs are twisted and pushed back with a pin to avoid them from becoming too fluffy (her words). The black shirt looks really nice with her black hair. And her legs… fuck.
He looks at her, then the food on the table, mutters a swear, and then quickly makes his way to her.
“Oh no. Oh no no no. What are you doing?” she cries when he picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder. She grabs his shirt so tight, he thinks it may rip. “Hey! I’m gonna fall! Harry! Don’t–!”
He starts towards his room. “Dinner can wait.”
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happy valentines! PLEASE ‘This is my best pickup lime…’ would be freaking hilarious with Ryuji! I was thinking Yosuke first but I def think Ryuji fits better lmaoooooo
Fandom: Persona 5
Character(s): Ryuji Sakamoto
Note(s): Yosuke and Ryuji do feel pretty similar in ways, but I do have my bias for Ryuji so I'm happy to write for him being a dork~
Ryuji
He thought this was stupid. He thought it was so incredibly stupid. But Joker and Mishima told him to go for it. So he sighs as he buys a lime from the supermarket, not even knowing what he's going to do with it afterwards. Maybe if things go badly then he'll just torture himself with eating it.
Ryuji sees you and forces a smile onto his face as he tries to calm down. His face is already red from embarrassment because he knows this is unbelievably cheesy and he turns around and watches Joker and Mishima giving him thumbs up from where they're hiding and Ryuji sighs and turns back to you.
You greet him, give him a smile that is way too cute for his heart to take and he takes a deep breath before showing you the lime that he had in his backpack. He stares at the fruit and sighs before looking to your curious face.
"This is my best pickup lime…" he says, trailing off and knowing that he probably looks like an idiot. There's a moment of silence and he's about to just laugh it off, but then he hears you starting to giggle about his dumb joke. His heart feels lighter and he smiles at you as you tell him the line was silly. He just shrugs and asks you if it worked.
"Well, I'm not sour about the pick up line. I actually thought it was pretty sweet," you say and he chuckles and shakes his head. But he has to admit that this is a very sweet outcome.
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Hello! Could I request hanzo and kiriko baking with their fem s/o (I thought it would be adorable making doughnuts w kiriko 😭) also btw I love ur writing so much!! ❤️
Baking HCs - Hanzo, Kiriko.
Hanzo
Honestly, bit a great baker, but MAN THIS MAN CAN DECORATE.
Simple geometry
I feel like Hanzo is stupidly good at tedious art, like cake decorating things people might get frustrated with very easily.
You be he does little origami animals on top of some cupcakes you two made.
Get ready for him to go scarlet in the face if you lick or wipe off some frosting with your thumb off his cheek.
Wraps an arm around you and watches you knead the dough in fascination
I feel like his actually favorite thing to bake is cookies.
No clue why, but hanzo would absolutely fuck with choclate chip cookies fr.
Will pretend to like raisin cookies to seem refined, but in truth, he hates them with his whole being.
Kiriko
Ahhhh our favorite donut girl
Not a great baker, as much as she'd like it to be so, you're Def going to have ti teach her alot.
If you're both terrible, then she'll at least be fun to experiment with!
Good decorator, but not as crazy as Hanzo
Does cute little designs on the donuts from charms to little foxes!
LOVES to wrap her arms around you from behind while you bake.
Beware of this flirtatious fox she will find any excuse to kiss some frosting off of your face.
Is SUCH a cheater, she uses her own magic to clean herself up from the baking mess
DEF LICKS ANY SORT OF DOUGH/ FROSTING OFF THE SPOON
Actually this goes for all shimadas!
A/n: Ah! Thank you so much! Thays so sweet of you! I know it's been a while, but I needed something fluffy to write!
#overwatch x reader#overwatch2#overwatch#overwatch imagine#kiriko#kiriko x reader#kiriko kamori#kiriko overwatch#hanzo imagines#mage asks#hanzo x reader#hanzo#hanzo shimada
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